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Zhuang Xianfei vomited blood from the corner of his mouth, and the two crossbow arrows that penetrated deep into his body not only shook his internal organs, but also made his whole body flow like the sea water at a low tide. I'm going to die, the next round of arrows is coming!

Zhuang Xianfei knew, but he didn't have the strength to swing his sword again. Three of the five have already gone, and they are about to become the fourth! When he was promoted to the disciple of the room, his high spirits seemed to be close at hand, and he was about to become a cup of loess.

The sound of a swishing arrow breaking through the air came, and Zhuang Xianfei closed his eyes and waited for death!

But......

The pain of the "bell bell ......" did not come, Zhuang Xianfei suddenly rushed to the front of him and flashed a figure, even if he closed his eyes now, he could feel it. When I opened my eyes, I saw a series of sharp light flowers, a sharp sword in front of my eyes, and sharp arrows hit sharp arrows, like a fire tree silver flower that exploded out of thin air.

"Who?" Zhu Hong's shouting voice sounded, and Zhu Biao, who had already cleaned up Lou Jingchun, had already snorted and flew up in the air, and swept towards the mountainside at a high speed.

And it was at this that Zhuang Xianfei saw a yellow figure beside him, it was a woman, and a decent Luo skirt was floating in the wind. A rainbow ribbon rose from the hand of the woman in yellow, this rainbow seemed to be formed by countless sword shadows, but it was condensed.

"Bicui Ningbo-" Zhuang Xianfei exclaimed, "Aunt Song-"

One of the several swords in Qingyu Mountain, the whole body is made of smelting black iron and nephrite steel, and the sword worn by Song Yingzhu is exquisite. As a member of the Sword Sect's disciples, Zhuang Xianfei will definitely not admit his mistake.

"Less nonsense, let's go—" Raised his hand for a moment. A fine and dense silk net suddenly appeared in front of Song Yingzhu, stirred by its internal force, as if the soft silk net had turned into a fine iron dense net, enveloping Song Yingzhu, Zhuang Xianfei and another surviving inner deacon.

Dozens of crossbow bolts slammed into the wire mesh, and not a single hole was broken. This mesh is as tough and indestructible as a fine iron net.

This is a dense web made of silver filaments spit out by one of the xenomorphs of heaven and earth, which is specially designed to prevent large-scale covering hidden weapons. It can also be used to collect things and take people, a net and a quasi, and it is also a treasure in the Northern Han Dynasty martial arts. But this time. Song Yingzhu didn't have time to take care of it at all.

Picking up Zhuang Xianfei with one hand, grabbing the inner deacon with the other, he flew towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Young Master. The man followed behind from the beginning—" Zhu Hong shouted loudly, but it was dark and he couldn't tell that Song Yingzhu was a woman with a clairvoyant mirror. Zhuang Xianfei's cry was also drowned in the sound of the spring clasping, far away, and because Zhuang Xianfei himself was seriously injured, where would the internal organs be injured and the voice would be louder.

Zhu Biao smiled coldly, "I'll chase it, you guys will close the team-"

Feng Shui takes turns, and when the emperor comes to my house this year, it's time for me to make a fortune by myself. Lou Jingchun, the famous master of the Jiang family, if he didn't want to lure them here. Even if you fight alone, you won't be 'bounced' five times, and you will be shocked and vomit blood.

After knocking a rejuvenation pill, although the internal injury has not healed, it is mostly healed, and the injury is not serious. The remaining small injuries are not a big deal, and when you meet the famous master Zhu Biao, you can still fight. Look at that person's skills, that is, he is just a level of fame!

There were two people on the side, but one was seriously injured and the other was slightly injured, and the thunderbolt in his sleeve was not spent in vain.

Although it was far away from the beginning, "Moyun Golden Winged Gong" was good at hurrying, and there were six or seven ups and downs in a row. Zhu Biao had already seen the figure in front of him clearly.

The yellow shirt fluttered in the moonlight, but it was a woman.

Well, it's supposed to be a woman. On the rivers and lakes of the Northern Han Dynasty, there are chivalrous women, witches, demon girls, etc., and there are very few twenty-eight beauties.

But whether it is a woman or a twenty-eight beauty, Zhu Biao has to catch up. The two first-class masters are not cabbages, and they can make Jiang Qingyan feel distressed.

Jumping down from the mountain road in fear, Song Yingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, then Zhu Biao should have limited manpower and only ambushed the soldiers in the middle and the top, and the road below was safe. Otherwise, if someone intercepts the way out, not to mention saving people, it may be difficult to get out.

But Zhu Biao chased all the way, and he had already reached ten feet away from them. A few more more steps, and you'll catch up!

"Go, run separately-" Song Yingzhu immediately made a decision, pushed his hand and sent the lightly injured inner deacon out two feet away, only carrying Zhuang Xianfei in his hand, and his body was obviously faster.

The deacon of the inner gate also understood that there was no room for hesitation and hesitation at the critical moment of his life, and with the help of Song Yingzhu's loosening, he took up the light gong and copied it to the left.

Three people run separately at two ends, one left and one right. They were frightened by Zhu Biao's ambush on the mountain, and the sound of the thunder, of course, they didn't dare to be entangled by Zhu Biao at the foot of the mountain. In that case, when the people and horses on Zhubiao Mountain come down and surround them, how can they still live.

Therefore, Song Ying Zhuming felt that his martial arts were better than Zhu Biao, and at this time he was also bent on escaping, and there was also a Zhuang Xianfei in his hand, this is the disciple of the sect, the elite essence of the next generation, and it is more important than anything else to save his life.

Including the inner door deacon who pushed out her left hand, there was no trace of expectation to lead away Zhu Biao. But obviously, Zhu Biao's goal is to keep an eye on her.

"I'll see where you're fleeing—" The cold sound was sent into Song Yingzhu's ears with the night wind. All she could do was run out as far as she could, as far as she could from the crossbow ambush on the mountain.

"Zhu Biao thief, do you really think I'm afraid of you? Hmph-" A chilly crisp sound reached Zhu Biao's ears. Zhu Biao was not surprised, he had just killed an elder and three deacons of the Nine Qu Sword Sect, but anyone who had nothing to do with him and was a member of the Nine Qu Sword Sect would not have the slightest kindness to himself.

"Then you stop, you and I fight—"

"Uh......" Zhu Biao spoke provocatively, that was to arouse the spirit of the woman in front of him, not to ask her to really turn over and fight with herself, I just hope that she will be a little distracted, and the opportunity to suffocate herself will come.

But he forgot that compared with the real first-level masters of fame, his internal strength is the bigger shortcoming. If the internal force of the woman in front of her will be suffocated. Then his own will have to stop.

After the second sentence, it was found that the internal force was not working. The breath of the lift seems to be dissipated......

At that moment, the distance between him and Song Yingzhu widened by two or three zhang, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to open his mouth again to make a sound.

"Hehehehe......" There was a series of women's smug voices in front of him. Song Yingzhu was so experienced, he immediately figured out what happened to Zhu Biao, and naturally lost no time in laughing. At the same time, she was also greatly relieved in her heart, Zhu Biao's internal strength was a long way off, and she was more sure or her own safety was more worry-free......

Zhu Biao was no longer distracted. Single-mindedly exerting light skills to chase forward, the ups and downs, the two of them are all first-class skills. In a blink of an eye, he had already run two or three miles away.

The distance of more than ten zhang was pulled into three zhang, and a layer of fragrant sweat oozed from Song Yingzhu's forehead, and Zhu Biao's threat should not be underestimated. The explosive secret weapon was not high, and she knew that she didn't want to fight him head-on. Even if you have to, you don't be afraid!

As soon as the silver tooth bit her body, her body turned sharply, and the yellow shirt Luo skirt drew a perfect arc in the air and landed on Zhu Biao's right hand. A puff of silver needles sprinkled over, and the sky was full of rain, and Song Yingzhu turned around and flew up the hillside.

Zhu Biao's figure pulled up out of thin air, more than a zhang higher, his arms vibrated in mid-air, like a pair of wings, and Zhu Biao glided in mid-air with a perfect arc like Song Yingzhu. Song Yingzhu's silver needles and sudden changes blocked Zhu Biao for only a moment.

A puff of silver needles, another puff of silver needles. Just like Zhu Biao's "Yin Wind Three Lives Sword" before, Song Yingzhu every time Zhu Biao catches up from behind. It's also such a puff of silver needles.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, Zhu Biao couldn't stop panting and stopped on a big rock. I'm afraid it's late at night, and the direction has long been lost, although the mountains and forests in Jingnan are not too big, and the radius is only less than a hundred miles. But after turning in circles, it has long deviated far from except for the thin knife ridge. I relied on Hui Yuan Dan's timely supply to support me just now, and now I can't catch up anymore.

The breath in his chest felt hot, and the internal force directly dragged down the hind legs.

Zhu Biao is still clear that the internal strength of the famous first-level master is all to the realm of perfection, and he has opened up the second pulse of Ren Du. These two veins are connected. The internal force in the body can be endless, endless, and the durability is higher than that of a first-class master.

His own force has indeed reached more than 70 points, but the internal force is still working hard for the twenty-seventh year, and the thirty-year pass, the pass under the system design, he is still a little behind!

If it weren't for Hui Yuan Dan, he would have fallen a long time ago. Thinking of the smugness contained in the sneer of the woman in yellow, Zhu Biao gasped.

Jumping off the boulder, Zhu Biao's figure flashed into the darkness. If you want to find a place to restore your strength, you can't stay in the big stone just now. Showing her inadequacy, the woman in yellow may think that she is deliberately showing weakness and luring her into the bait.

But if you see that you really don't chase after you, you will inevitably not take the opportunity to kill a horse pistol. If you meditate on the spot, the danger is too high.

Luck regulates breathing, and the effect accumulated by Hui Yuan Dan is not bad, and the internal force that is replenished at the entrance is only a part of its medicinal effect. As soon as Zhu Biao's "Mixed Yuan Gong" mental method was running, the rolling internal force could not stop surging from the meridians.

After three weeks, the internal force returned to 2600, which was almost full.

With the long sword in his hand, he looked up at the sky, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the dark blue night was like a velvet carpet spread out.

"Where is Thin Knife Ridge?" Zhu Biao smiled bitterly, now his stomach is hungry. Hongbin Building, which has almost never been 'visited' since the crossing, bought a roast duck with four meat buns, as well as a pot of bamboo leaf green wine, and looked at the night sky to Zhu Biao to eat and drink.

To be honest, the taste is really top-notch. Although he doesn't want to eat meat buns much with roast duck, there are also steamed buns to be bought in Hongbin Building!

A bun for ten cents is the lowest value item. In a maximum of half an hour, all the wine and meat buns will be wiped out. The moon rose in the east and set in the west, and Zhu Biao debated the direction of going north and strode away. But it is necessary to climb over this mountain range, and go straight forward to the north. The ghost knows how the woman in yellow led the way, she first hit the west and went to the right, which was due north, but due north turned right, that is, to the east, and after going all the way, the current direction is still north.

Before "Zheng Zheng Zheng ......" reached the top of the mountain, a series of sword collisions reached Zhu Biao's ears through the layers of woods.

This Nanshan really doesn't stop tonight! RQ

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