Chapter Seventy-One: Weak

The three of them ran fast and rushed straight out of the camp

An Fengruo vomited a little weakly, and his whole body was lying on Ran Xiaomo's back softly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

The first time I saw so much blood, it scared her, and she just made a big fuss, but she didn't have time to give her psychological counseling, and now if she didn't run quickly, she would die.

"Senior Sister Ran, do you have any contact information between your Wanhua disciples? We ran for a long time without looking at a single figure, and I was a little flustered. ”

Ye Jinyan suddenly spoke.

Things are not quite right now.

Even if everyone goes to the general ledger, there shouldn't be no one now! Why did you run for a long time and all you saw were tents, and you didn't see anyone?

And there is a lot of movement in both the front and back.

Looking at the middle of the camp, Xiao Daotong's brows furrowed slightly.

Did they all go to the general ledger?

'Boom'

A hurricane swept by, and the small and light Ye Jinyan was almost blown away by this gust of wind, but fortunately, a thousand catties stabilized his body, and by the way, he dragged the big and small two people next to him.

"What's the situation?"

His eyes immediately turned to the outside of the camp, and the roar just now came from that direction.

"There... It seems to be the place where Senior Brother Zhang Jun ran over just now, right? ”

I'm not sure, but it doesn't seem to be safe on either side, so I might as well hide in the tent, and it just so happens that both sides are not involved.

"Master Ran..."

A big hand suddenly covered Xiao Daotong's mouth, and Ye Jinyan's movements were not slow, and he kicked back with an elbow strike, and he was about to cut it with his sword.

"Wait!"

A black-clothed figure appeared in the gap behind him, holding a crossbow arrow in his right hand and covering his stomach with his left hand.

"I'm a disciple of the Tang Sect."

Ye Jinyan did not let his guard down, and swept around, the two people who had just followed him were gone, his long sword was directly blocking his chest, and his eyes were looking directly at the black-clothed Tang Sect disciple, waiting for him to explain the reason.

"Come in with me first."

The Tang Sect disciple had a mask on his face, but from the eyes that were revealed, he could see that this guy was also very vigilant, swept around, lifted the curtain of a tent next to him, and waved his hand to signal Xiao Daotong to come in.

Ye Jinyan, who was still fighting to the death with the Tang Sect a month ago, obviously didn't particularly trust the little princes of the nightclub who wore masks but showed their chests every day, so he cautiously looked at the inside of the black tent, measured the strength of himself and the other party, and nodded.

The long sword was not put down, it was held in his hand at any time, and a short body quickly rushed in.

The Tang Sect disciple was also slightly relieved when he saw Xiao Daotong come in, glanced back a few times again, and put a small warning mechanism at the door, and also lowered his head and got in.

The tent is not big, it is only four feet square, Ran Xiaomo and An Fengruo are also in the tent, the two of them are obviously a little confused, Ye Jinyan looked directly at the Tang Sect disciple in front of him, waiting for his explanation.

The Tang Sect disciple was obviously not good at communicating, and he was slightly scratching his head with the crossbow arrow in his hand, obviously thinking about how to explain to the three of them.

"Well, that's probably the case."

After waiting for about a cup of tea, the black-clothed Tang Men finally spoke.

"A small wave of Ming Sect disciples has invaded the inside of the camp."

"They have mastered a kind of stealth technique that is different from the Central Plains, and they are fast, silent, and very strong, in order to protect the Wanhua disciples inside the camp, the castle master ordered the Tang Sect disciples to catch these Mingjiao disciples who invaded the camp stealthily, and by the way, the Wanhua disciples who stayed inside the camp were gathered in the general account for protection."

Hearing this, the sweat on Ye Jinyan's head swished.

This Tangjiabao Castle Lord is strong, but he was played with two broken legs in this war, and now he is not looking for death! How strong should a guy who can break both of his legs...

Xiao Daotong didn't dare to imagine.

Suddenly, he had a straight face and closed his sleeves.

"Thank you, brother..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the four of them suddenly couldn't stand steadily, and almost fell to the ground.

There was a sound in the sky.

"Lord Tangbao, come out and fight."

The tone was calm, and the voice was very calm, not too loud, but the words clearly came into everyone's ears.

Ye Jinyan's eyes widened slightly, and he was a big master.

The four of them also came out of the tent.

The gods will accidentally injure the pond fish when they fight, and if they are still hiding in the tent at this time, maybe one of them will accidentally kill themselves.

Looking further away, everything between the man and the general ledger in the air, whether it was tents, gravel, campfires, or wooden stakes, was swept away, and a flat ground was created, and the field of vision suddenly widened a lot, and several people could even see the general tent curtain directly from this place.

A tall figure lifted the curtain and walked through the tent.

I saw that the person who came was dressed in a black robe, with a ghost eye mask on his face, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, with a black cloak and a steady footstep.

"Sect Leader Lu, look up for a long time."

With both hands clenched into fists, although the greeting still had a slight Sichuan accent, Tang Aotian's solemnity could be heard from the tone.

With a crossbow in his right hand and a few dark thunders in his left hand, Tang Aotian was just in front of the general ledger, motionless.

Ye Jinyan and the four of them quietly retreated into the distance, the realm of these two people was too high, not only would they not get any benefit when they went to observe, but they would be crushed to death by the true yuan accidentally emitted by the two, this is the gap between the realms.

There are too many poor strengths.

Tang Aotian didn't talk nonsense, his fingers seemed to move slightly

Three steel balls glowing with light blue light suddenly floated beside Lu Weilou, just floating quietly in the air, motionless.

The Heavenly Thunder Bead filled with True Yuan was almost overflowing, and it had already exploded around Lu Weilou in the blink of an eye.

The air in a hundred square feet was burned and crushed, and the violent storm blew away the camp on the ground, and the tents that were deeply rooted in the ground by wooden stakes were directly blown away.

Tang Aotian stood still in place, the long crossbow in his hand was slightly raised, pointing straight to the sky.

The true element is poured in very quickly

【Soul Snatching Arrow】

I saw that the long crossbow was slightly glowing with true yuan light, and the turquoise arrow was entangled by the true element condensed like a substance, and the twisting force of the crossbow string was very strong, but Tang Aotian put his finger on it again, and the tough crossbow string was tight, glowing with a faint fluorescence.

'Duh'

'Peng'

The crossbow arrow shattered the space, the air rippled, and I saw a turquoise light flashing directly from the air, three shots in a row, one arrow faster than the other, the left hand did not stop, and a few iron balls were thrown in a row, Lu Weilou's dozens of zhang radius were locked by the powerful Dao Nian, and there was nothing to hide in the spherical space.

Lu Weilou's face was indifferent, and his heart was like water.

A dark purple glow flashed

【Dark Moon Wheel】

It seemed that there was really a purple crescent moon in the sky, the sword light broke through the limit of speed, and the three crossbow arrows were swept away, shattering straight from the middle, and several iron balls were also swept aside by the person in the sky at will, and the blade was only slightly offset, and the arrows had nowhere to fall.

The swords and arrows were staggered, several attacks were struck but none of them hit, and the man in the sky only made one sword.

It's just too fast

Tang Aotian's brows were locked, the air around his body was suppressed by the powerful Yuan Pressure, the black robe moved without wind, and the True Yuan formed a huge circle outside his body.

Lu Weilou was the same, the air under his feet seemed to have condensed into substance, and he stood in the sky so faintly, and the scimitar in his hand swept, also releasing the yuan pressure.

Yuan pressure and Yuan pressure were opposed, the ground and air between the two were squeezed to pieces, a large amount of dust surrounded them, and the earth shook violently.

Ye Jinyan stood aside and watched with a dull face, worthy of the battle between the super bosses, he couldn't see clearly after a few moves between the two just now, it was too fast, and the air kept fluctuating, and he couldn't see anything clearly, as if the entire space was dominated by them, if he looked directly at the two of them, he would even feel pain in his eyes.

This is the impact of the confrontation between the two of them.

Standing hundreds of feet away, Xiao Daotong still felt the awe-inspiring chill all over his body.

If this hits you, you don't even know how you died...

A strong sense of powerlessness suddenly arose in my heart.

Still is.. It's too weak.