Yan Shiyu, like Hua Xiangrong, also felt a pain in her chest, and then her whole body fell to the ground softly, and she was shocked to find that the other party had abolished her physique of nearly 260 points with a handful of copper coins.

"Come on, come on, someone, someone stole the Elder's blood parrot." Yan Shiyu fell to the ground and shouted desperately.

In the courtyard, a few more colorful rainbows fell, and three or four Tang Sect disciples came quickly, followed by a hall master.

Zhang He is like a rat with a flame in his mouth at this moment into the rich powder magazine of Tangjiabao, a stone stirs up a thousand waves, if the sneak attack of Da Niu and others just now made Tangmen shake, then now Zhang He is to let Tangjiabao up and down quickly chaos.

Still playing on the Aoki Bridge in a dream received the news, his pupils suddenly contracted, his concept of himself was a big dang, it turned out that the four people in the river were traps and going around in circles, to put it bluntly, they were acting for themselves, the purpose was to turn the tiger away from the mountain and deliberately send him to death, and the real main force had long planned to start at the Dan Pharmacy.

It was only then that I was shocked into a cold sweat when I dreamed of playing in the water, this time it was not only surprised, but also frustrated.

Seeing that the other party snatched the fake, he was paralyzed and careless, thinking that no matter how bold the other party was, he would not dare to break into Tangjiabao.

In fact, he can't be blamed for this, anyone who takes advantage of it, or succeeds in his strategy, or has the upper hand, will more or less inevitably relax his vigilance and be arrogant.

It's not so much that he thinks too much about playing in the water, but that Zhang He is improvised, and the artist is bold.

In fact, he can absolutely afford to be bold, but Yigao can't talk about it.

A group of Tangmen players shouted and pounced, Zhang He dared to fart, secretly urged his internal strength, and rushed towards the flower bed in the corner of the wall, tiptoe on a rhododendron, the whole person rose into the air, followed by a few consecutive tiptoes in the flower bed, the whole person pulled out a fluttering arc and flew towards the wall at a very fast speed.

In the recent hard practice, Zhang He has a personal experience.

"Walking Song Xing" can not fly in the air when used, there must be a foothold under the feet, but this foothold can not be liquid water, it must be a physical object, because the body method is not outstanding, the distance between the footholds can not exceed 5 meters at most, but in the future, with the improvement of the body method, this distance will be farther, and a span of ten meters is not a problem.

Then you can't jump too high after using it, otherwise once you fall, your body will not be able to support your balance, and it will inevitably cause damage to your physique.

One of the advantages of "Walking on the Grass" is that it is not like "Flying on the Grass" and "Floating on the Water", which is a straight line rushing out, but similar to the S-shaped pace, the grandmaster-level "Walking on the Song" makes this S-shaped frequency conversion speed faster, so that the hidden weapons of the Tang disciples are almost all missing, and occasionally a few small arrows hit Zhang He, Zhang He has to desperately swallow and tease you.

The disadvantage of "Walking Songs" is that the level and internal strength required are very low, so the time cannot last, but this is enough for most of the Tang disciples who do not know how to do light work, under the dumbfounded gaze of a group of people, Zhang He flew up to the wall in a few arrow steps, jumped off the high wall and escaped.

"Wow, catch the thief, catch the thief!"

"The snitch, it's the snitch, he ran to the east, it's the east, he's poisoned, he can't run far."

"MB's four eyes, what are you doing in a daze, chase after it."

"When I go to bring a ladder, the wall is too high for me to climb."

"Your sister!"

……

The players of the Tang Gate shouted for a while, and the sound of killing in the compound shook the sky.

If Da Niu and the others were still alive, it was estimated that Zhang He would be shocked by the heavens, Zhang He did not run in the direction of the peach forest, nor did he run towards the field, because with Zhang He's current comprehensive strength, no matter how far he ran, it would be in vain, and sooner or later he would be caught up by the hall masters with strong martial arts.

Zhang He didn't run at all after jumping off the wall, but took out the copper coin and raised his sword and shouted: "Run, the snitch is in the room, the snitch is in the room, and the snitch is in the room, and he is running towards the five poison pools, ouch, I will grass you snitch mlgbd......"

When he said the last sentence, he slammed the copper coin prepared in advance on the sword body of the Qingshuang Sword, and made a crisp sound of gold and iron impact, everyone in the compound was blinded, and then knocked several times in a row, causing a continuous impact sound of blades in the fight, and finally Zhang He screamed "mlbgd", and then rolled towards the depths of the grass with his own self-directed acting, and then lay motionless - pretending to be dead!

None of the Tangmen players who heard these voices were not fooled, because Zhang Heruo shouted out other place names and would not be able to deceive people, and the map of Da Niu in the first half of the night marked the place names near Tangjiabao in detail, Zhang He had long kept it in mind, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at a critical time, and he really deserved to be an excellent actor.

As soon as Zhang He lay down and pretended to be dead, several Tang Sect masters jumped over the wall, if Zhang He lay down a few seconds late, he would be exposed, and a large number of Tang Sect disciples came in the direction of the gate, due to the urgency of the situation, no one paid attention to the life or death of his fake disciple.

When the large army passed, Zhang He quickly got up and ran towards the direction of the Qingsong Bridge like a fox, this is the real repetition of the old trick, even if the martial arts are strong in playing with water, he would not have thought that the enemy would appear in the Qingsong Bridge for the third time, he is now performing the superior light skill "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" along the wall and fly over the Five Poison Pool, where there is a fart snitch shadow.

There was no one next to the Qingsong Bridge at the moment, Zhang He took a deep breath, and then jumped into the river, swimming to the original hiding position, thank God, the arrow boat was still under the dark rock, it was originally the burial place of the big cow, no one could have imagined that it would be reversed into Zhang He's life-saving straw twenty minutes later, fate is so wonderful.

The arrow boat went down the river unconsciously, and after driving so safely for ten minutes, the PK safety time had arrived, Zhang He took out a scroll back to the city, and before he was about to open it, he suddenly thought of something, and quickly opened the status bar to take a look, and this time Xiao Zhang could only slap his thigh - the evil value actually rose to a fucking 15 points.

I didn't expect that infiltrating a sect like the Tang Sect to grab items would be marked with so many evil values by the system.

This evil value is not high, not to mention that the bronze medal level or above the catch fast to leave the city to find their own trouble, but compared to the chivalrous value of 4 points, this rate gap is too big, and it is definitely not possible to go back to Ma Town, because once you go back to the city, you will keep an eye on yourself, and if you notify the Tang Gate, you will become a fish on the board after working hard for a long time.

"Your mother!" Zhang He burst into a foul language, this game is the same as reality, it is not easy to do a good thing, and it is even more difficult to get out of a bad thing.

However, Zhang He has always been very machismo, and he refuses to bow his head easily when he says anything.

"If you die, you will die outside the confines of Tangjiabao." Zhang He gritted his teeth, turned his heart sideways, and drove the boat towards the direction of Taolin, where the group of Tang Sect disciples who were chasing and searching for the big bulls were returning, it was a crowded place, but it was also the fastest shortcut to leave the range of Tangjiabao.

Knowing that there are tigers in Tiger Mountain, Zhang He stood proudly on the bow of the boat with a flat sword as his chest, the cold wind on the river mixed with the fierce fog blowing, Zhang He's eyes became more and more fierce and firm, no matter how difficult and dangerous you are ahead, let the enemy be as many as a cow's hair, with the long sword in my hand, with the pride in my chest, I must also clear all obstacles and eliminate all injustices.

Despite outwitting the Blood Parrot, this final bloody battle is inevitable.

A figure had already appeared in the cold fog at the edge of the peach forest, Zhang He let out a clear whistle, and flew out of the arrow boat with "Walking Song", and a copper coin was raised, followed by a sword stabbing out.

The figure obviously didn't expect someone to kill on the river, and the fog was too heavy, so he was caught off guard and hit the dart on the spot, and the Qingshuang Sword sealed his throat with a sword, and the figure fell down screaming, and it was really a disciple of the Tang Sect.

But there is obviously more than one Tang Sect disciple in the forest, exclamations sounded from all directions, Zhang He didn't say a word, first took the vaccination, took a few teasing you in his mouth, and urged the light power to sweep into the forest, where there is a sound, the hidden weapon will be sent to where, the copper coin is smashed as if it doesn't want money, and then there is a sword shadow and blood light.

In fact, these are the disciples of the 1st turn Tang Sect who returned from the peach forest in vain, and now Zhang He's several major martial arts are more than enough to deal with these people, but the disciples of the Tang Sect are numerous, and the visibility in the forest is poor, so I saw the hidden weapons flying all over the forest, together with the sword shadow of the Qingshuang Sword flying all over the sky, and blood and light splashing.

Zhang He relies on teasing you to forcibly carry it, no matter who it is, whether it is male or female, he will stab people when he sees them, cut them when he meets people, recruit danger and attract vital points, and there are corpses all over the field and blood stained peach forests.

Even if the seven-foot man with good skills and fierce momentum was shocked by Zhang He's desperate style of play, even though the delicate and cute female player was watching Zhang He retreat in fear, Zhang He also pierced the other party's throat with a sword mercilessly, as long as anyone stood in his way, he would fight to the end with whomever he could.

It was originally a bleak and cold mist peach forest, but at this moment, in Zhang He's resolute rush, it seemed to turn into a song and dance of thorny swords and sword shadows:

"Holding a three-foot ruthless sword in his hand, he is proud in his chest; The strong should be respected for me, and the bloody rain will be weathered and smoked; The rivers and lakes in the shadow of the proud sword are far away, even if the people of the world are dangerous; The clouds break through the sky and there is no way out, and the hero dares to compete for the first ......"

For a long time, there was silence in the depths of the peach forest, the entire forest was shrouded in a layer of bloody red mist, the corpses in the mist were lying all over the ground, Zhang He's whole body armor was not complete, and the blood spots and stains were all over his face, like a cinnabar Peking Opera face, although there were many wounds all over the body, the family name was almost on the verge of collapse, and the violent wheezing made people want to vomit, but Zhang He's gaze still seemed very firm, he gritted his teeth and supported the ground with a single sword, limping towards the direction of Youming Mountain.

He had already passed on the letters to the four companion flying pigeons who had been hung back, and there was only one sentence on each note: "The matter is done, five cylinders!" ”

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