There are also twelve grandmasters on the other side, one of whom is proficient in sniping.

If you don't have a delicate plan, jumping out to the enemy is no different from sending you to death.

"Rococo, what are you proficient in?"

Chen Yan and Rococo hid in the bamboo forest, communicating in a whisper, understanding each other's strengths, and only then could they customize a suitable battle plan.

Rococo wringed the water from his clothes.

The soaked evening dress is attached to the body, the exquisite curves and arrogant posture are vividly displayed, especially the ups and downs of the mountains, which are particularly attractive.

Fortunately, it was a big night, and it was dark in the bamboo forest.

Everyone thinks that the other person can't see themselves.

"I'm proficient in this." She flicked the turquoise jade flute between her fingers.

"What else but this?"

"Horseback riding, does it count?"

Chen Yan shook his head: "Forget it, when I didn't ask, you just stay here and don't move later, I'll just deal with those people." ”

Rococo said: "Are you kidding me? The sound of my flute can deceive people! ”

"Coincidentally, we are peers."

"What are you proficient in?"

"I'm proficient in the guqin, but unfortunately I don't have one."

"What else?"

"Does the silver needle prick count?"

"Silver needle?" Rococo looked down at him.

At this time, the enemy came after him.

"Let's work in groups of three, look for them separately!"

"Be careful of the woman surnamed Luo, the old beard was killed by that slut, I really can't imagine that she is actually a hidden grandmaster!"

"Don't let them run away, or it's going to be troublesome!"

"Rustling ......"

The bamboo forest swayed and made a sound.

At this moment, in the dark bamboo forest, a pleasant flute sound sounded, the sound was in the ears, full of bewitchment, and made people's brains hallucinate.

"Over there!"

A crowd rushed over.

But the next moment, Xiao Yin changed and actually appeared on the other end.

"What's going on?"

"Could it be two people blowing?"

"Beware of deception!"

Rococo said that the sound of her flute can confuse people, and Chen Yan now understands that she can transmit the sound of the flute to a specific place through internal force, and release it there, just like a person over there.

And the sound of the flute flickered from east to west.

It's confusing.

A group of grandmasters, under the temptation of the sound of the flute, were exhausted, and in the end, they were only irritable in their hearts.

And Chen Yan, who was hiding in the dark, finally made a move.

"Huh!"

The figure flickered, instantly appeared behind a person, "clicked", directly twisted his neck, and the next second, disappeared into the darkness again.

"Where's the sixth Qian?"

The people in the same group found that Qian Lao Liu was missing.

The two people immediately turned back to look for it, but found on the ground that the neck was turned back, and Qian Lao Liu, who had been killed.

"Qian Lao Liu is dead!"

The sound of exclamation sounded in the bamboo forest.

But the man's companion saw a dark figure appear behind the man who shouted like a ghost, carrying something like a stick in his hand, and the night was too dark to see very clearly.

He urgently reminded: "Watch your back! ”

The companion suddenly turned around, but he felt a pain in his chest, and a bamboo pole pierced his chest fiercely, and blood gurgled out.

"The second one!"

Chen Yan opened his mouth indifferently, staring at the living mouth in front of him.

"He's here!"

The man roared, picked up a one-meter-long knife, and attacked Chen Yan like a tiger: "Little beast, give me death!" ”

"Bell—"

"How is that possible?"

He never thought that he was so sharp and killed, and he was actually grabbed by the young man in front of him with his hand.

"I told you, don't mess with me, I'll die, but why don't you listen?" Chen Yan opened his mouth, and as soon as he used force in his hand, the meter-long knife reached his hand, "You don't know what kind of existence you have provoked." ”

The long knife was snatched.

The grandmaster in front of him was in turmoil.

As soon as I fought each other, I knew that the disparity in strength between the two sides was not an order of magnitude.

If the strength in his hand is 1,000 catties, but the strength of the uncle of the Wang family is more than five times that of him, is this still a human being? Everyone is in the Grandmaster Realm, why is there such a big difference?

How did he know that Chen Yan was not an ordinary martial arts at all.

Quenching and refining his body, so that his physical strength is far greater than that of ordinary people.

And the spirit relics he had just obtained made his refining level skyrocket in a short period of time, and both strength and speed had taken a big step.

"Run!"

The Grandmaster retreated.

But where is there such a cheap thing.

The long knife sweeps.

The thunder knife is out, and the whirlwind is chopped!

"Click, click, click!"

A piece of bamboo was cut off, and the man's head flew high.

"Over there!"

"Ah——, he just killed Lao Sun!"

"Evil animal, where to run!"

"Whoa!"

The grandmasters who came after him shot one after another.

Dozens of severed bamboo poles were shot like cannonballs.

Chen Yan's long knife slashed back, swept away, he thought the long knife was in the way, so he simply didn't want it, and shouted: "Give it back to you!" ”

The long knife carries a strong wind.

Walk through the bamboo forest.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

He actually nailed the two grandmasters to the ground together.

The few people next to him who saw this scene all had their hearts beating wildly, and their faces turned pale.

They were grandmasters, not those rookies in the martial arts hall, and as a result, it took less than five minutes to enter this bamboo forest, and five masters were killed.

On average, less than one Grandmaster dies in a minute.

It's scary.

The black bamboo forest has become the Huangquan Road that seeks its life.

"Old Liu, what now?"

"We have far underestimated the strength of the new uncle, even if he is not a half-step grand master, he still has the strength of the peak of the grandmaster!"

Everyone was frightened and did not dare to continue to stay in this bamboo forest.

The old man who was called Liu Lao was the most prestigious in this group of people, he looked at the corpses all over the ground, and his pupils contracted unconsciously: "Get out of here first, just as the so-called Feng Lin Mo enters, we have committed a big taboo this time, but we have become a target!" ”

"Let's go, we can go outside and keep watch."

At this time.

Another kind of music sounded.

This is not the sound of Rococo's flute, but the magic sound of Chen Yan playing bamboo leaves; Rococo's flute sound can confuse people, but his evil king's voice can kill.

"When I came to your burial place, where is the reason to leave?"

"Assassinate the Dragontooth Elder, there is no forgiveness!"

……

Ten minutes later, the battle ended.

Rao is Chen Yan obtained the spirit relics, and his strength increased greatly, but it was also difficult for one person to kill so many grandmasters; The effect of the evil king demon sound is limited, and behind it is a real fight against several grandmasters.

Fortunately, the degree of quenching and refining has been further improved.

Otherwise, the one who falls now is likely to be Chen Yan.

Looking at the corpses of the fallen grandmasters in the bamboo woodland, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he also had an irrepressible killing intent towards Wang Feipeng, the old man.

Suddenly—

"No, there's one less!"

"Did you run away?"

At this moment, Rococo's anxious voice came from the front: "Brother, come quickly!" ”

Chen Yan was shocked and hurriedly rushed over.

He saw the body of a man lying at Rococo's feet.

The last one was killed by her.

"Brother, I'm poisoned!" Rococo looked at Chen Yan pitifully at this time.

"Huh? What kind of poison? ”

"This stinky man's knife is poisonous."

"Where's the injury?"

Rococo pointed behind him: "Here's ......"

Chen Yan looked at it fixedly, and said suspiciously: "How could you hurt your buttocks, it couldn't be that you poked it yourself, right?" ”