Zhao Li and Kolqina, the two of them didn't seem to hear the murderous voice at all, and they still continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

"Peng", the sound of dozens of elf masters firing arrows at the same time, the vibration of the powerful bowstring seemed to make the entire surrounding space tremble, making a buzzing sound.

Kolchena's body, at the moment when the bowstring sounded, seemed to blur suddenly. Then, dozens of arrows shot at her pierced through the phantom of her body and landed directly on the ground. Although Koltsina did not have the initiative to do so, the training she had received, or the concept she had been indoctrinated, did not include the idea of being beaten while standing.

Zhao Li didn't have the speed of Corqin, and he could directly dodge the arrows. However, his hands were like two high-speed rotating propellers, blocking all the arrows that were shooting at him. The movements are clean and neat, as if they have been rehearsed countless times.

A rain of arrows was helpless for the two of them, and the effect of arrows on Zhao Li and the two was almost none. As soon as the elves at the head saw this posture, they naturally knew that the two of them were not something they could resist with that kind of inferior weapon. With a direct order, everyone threw down their bows and arrows, drew out the small dagger they carried with them, and rushed up.

These are all masters, responsible for guarding this important elven town, and the lone elven master before can easily guess from Zhao Li and Kolchena's outfits and weapons that they are not god warriors but blasphemers, so how could these people not know.

Zhao Li was just wondering, since he had already guessed his so-called identity, how could he still pounce on him so desperately, could it be that the blasphemer would really cause any damage to their elven elders? However, according to the elven master, after becoming blasphemers, few people were able to see them, so why was he so afraid and guarded against them?

Zhao Li didn't have time to explore this question, and a group of elf handsome men and beauties had already pounced on them frantically. Colchena had told them not to hurt them, and she would not have hurt the killer, but injuries were inevitable. Even if Zhao Li wanted to resist all of these people by himself, it was not something he could decide, these elves had already been divided into two groups and attacked separately.

The staggered muscles and bones that have not appeared for a long time seem to have some new changes after Zhao Li's enlightenment. Whether the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength or stays at the right time depends on the actual situation at the time, and Zhao Li also needs to make a clear judgment on the battle situation.

It was precisely at this time that fighting became the best way for Zhao Li to test the results of his cultivation, and it was also an opportunity to practice new techniques.

The leader of the elven warriors at the front, the dagger is also the fastest of the gods. However, Zhao Li just stretched out his hand and flicked it gently, just on the leader's hand, with just the right amount of force, with Zhao Li's slight sideways, the fierce dagger swept directly from Zhao Li's chest, but did not touch Zhao Li's placket.

Then, Zhao Li only changed his fingers in one direction, flicked outward, and leaned forward with his shoulders at the same time, seemingly without much force, but the speed was extremely fast. The elf's arm holding the dagger was already old, and with Zhao Li's movement, he couldn't help but change direction, and at this time, Zhao Li's shoulder leaned on the elf leader's shoulder.

Zhao Li's shoulders slammed down, silently burrowing under the elf's arm, and then, the shoulder gently pressed up, and a faint voice sounded from the elf leader's shoulder joint. The elven leader let out a suppressed groan of pain, and his other hand slammed into the shoulder that had been pushed by Zhao Li, and the dagger in his hand could no longer be held, and when Chang fell to the ground.

When the elven leader was in pain, Zhao Li was already standing behind the elf leader, clinging to his back, facing another elf who rushed up.

It didn't seem that Zhao Li would suddenly appear behind the leader, and Zhao Li's few understatement actions just now didn't look like he was attacking at all. The later elves didn't see it all, but they saw the leader throw down the dagger, and knowing that the leader must have been hurt, he screamed and pounced.

Because behind Zhao Li is the leader of the elves, the elves dare not use the dagger to stab directly, for fear that Zhao Li will dodge all of a sudden, and it will be his own leader who suffers. Therefore, this time the elf chose to draw horizontally, as long as Zhao Li was stroked, there would be a long bloody cut.

However, before the dagger held by the elf could be drawn into place, Zhao Li's left hand had already stretched out and made a blocking posture. At the same time, the body naturally moved forward, and at the same time, the body turned, and the left hand let go of the elf's dagger-wielding arm, and pushed an elbow out towards the back.

This time, Zhao Li's movements were also light and powerless, but the speed was equally fast. The momentum of the elf's forward rush froze, and he stood in place, and then immediately retreated, trying to dodge Zhao Li's elbow.

But this retreat happened to hit Zhao Li's heart. Originally, if the elf didn't retreat, Zhao Li's elbow would definitely hit the elf's chest. And this retreat happened to make Zhao Li's iron elbow hit the elf's shoulder. Zhao Li is already very skilled, even if he hits the opponent with his elbow, it is a natural shake, the force of the impact and the accuracy of the hit position, the retreating elf shoulder also made a slight click, and it hung down softly, and could no longer be lifted.

Not only that, but the elf's retreat blocked the attack route of the two elves behind, allowing Zhao Li to carry his back to the elf on the left with a simple side span.

Zhao Li's appearance was so abrupt that it almost startled the warrior who had just dodged the retreating elf. However, after all, he was also an elven warrior who had been tested in actual combat for a long time, and the dagger in his hand did not stop at all, and was directly inserted into Zhao Li's waist.

As early as when he was striding forward, Zhao Li seemed to have calculated the other party's reaction, and this action was the most comfortable and fast attack of this elf warrior now. It's just a pity that when his actions have been predicted by Zhao Li, the end is already doomed.

As soon as the elbow bent, it locked the opponent's arm. Zhao Li's body did not pause, taking this opportunity to turn around quickly, the two of them connected their arms, but the elf did not have the kind of shaking movement on Zhao Li's arm, and his arm made a soft sound, and he lost his strength almost instantly.

Subduing three elves in a row, all in different ways, but the damage was in the same position, the shoulder joint of the arm holding the dagger. Of the three elves, none of them were able to escape, their shoulder joints were damaged, and they immediately lost their ability to fight.

This continuous and natural action made Zhao Li more confident in his shot. The whole person seemed to have turned into a powerless old man, his movements were soft, and he seemed to have no strength, neither that kind of fierce might, nor that kind of feminine deceit. Almost as much power can be saved, as much power as can be saved, and there is no waste at all. Subduing the three people, it seems that it only takes the strength to move their bodies, and it is easy and easy.

The elves behind seemed to be unable to believe their eyes, and the three people who pounced almost at the same time were subdued in an instant and lost their weapons in their hands. Although he has not completely lost his ability to resist, it is really not worth it compared to the other party's weightlifting.

Zhao Li was so relaxed on his side, but Colqin's side was not so comfortable. More than a dozen elves who pounced on them were all knocked unconscious by Colqin in an instant.

Corqin didn't have Zhao Li's skills, nor did she use a little more strength like Zhao Li, but her ghostly speed and undodgable attacks made the elves who attacked her suffer.

It was just a simple punch, no matter how quickly the elves dodged and resisted beforehand, Kolchena's fist was like a doomed one, and it gently pounded on their bodies. The power in the fists seemed just right for them to lose consciousness without causing too much damage.

Zhao Li was next to him and also saw this scene. I believe that the girls of the Secretariat must have been knocked to the ground in an instant by Kolchena, just like those elves. However, those girls were tougher than these elves, so Colchena couldn't be so easy, after all, she still used a little more force, and the beauties of the Secretariat were far more injured than these elves.

The elves besieging Zhao Li, as if they hadn't seen the situation over there, frantically attacked Zhao Li. In fact, as long as there is no problem with the eyes and the brain, anyone can see that Zhao Li is the decision-maker among the two. Corqin's obedient attitude will never escape the eyes of these elves, so as long as Zhao Li is subdued, Corqina is also a matter of Zhao Li's words.

Many elves besieged it, which was exactly what Zhao Li was looking forward to. She had also specifically told Kolchena not to do anything as long as the elves didn't attack her. The elves all came to Zhao Li, and it was Zhao Li's opportunity to test his skills more.

At this time, Zhao Li, after being tested by several elves, was already proficient in his own techniques. Facing the impact of dozens of elves, Zhao Li was not angry but happy, and took a big stride and rushed directly into the elf group.

The two hands seemed to turn into butterflies wearing flowers, gently and accurately haunting the elves. No matter how fast the elves moved, Zhao Li was always one beat faster than them. It's not much, just the right amount of speed, but it always gently subdues the elves before their attacks are implemented on Zhao Li. Where the hands fell, the joints and muscles of the elves seemed to be doomed to be plucked or spasmed.

Every time he put down an elf, Zhao Li had an extra layer of understanding, and his shots became lighter and lighter. But at the same time, the consequence of the reduction of strength means that the speed is also slightly accelerated, from the periphery, Zhao Li's hands have almost become a phantom, and occasionally a few fingers can be seen, but where it falls on the elf's body, can only be known when the elves hold this position to the ground or withdraw. The naked eye seemed to be unable to keep up with the speed at which Zhao Li waved his hand.

In the encirclement of a group of elves, Zhao Li's figure also became a little ethereal, and the nameless true qi was urged, and the three true qi went their own way, which also allowed Zhao Li to retain at least three points of strength in order to control the direction and speed of the shot, whether in attack or body style, and the whole person looked effortless and easy. However, his fluttering hands, no matter where they landed, would not make the elves feel easy.

Strictly speaking, if you want to subdue the enemy, Zhao Li's staggered hands can definitely be regarded as the best in the world, and with the gentle domineering that the nameless true qi has mutated several times in a row, it is simply a good match, and there is no more harmonious cooperation than this.

This group of elven warriors can be regarded as unlucky, and they happened to meet Zhao Li, who had only further thought about and improved his cultivation not long ago. But then again, it's bad luck, but it's more lucky. If you follow Zhao Li's previous exercise techniques, these elves are not easy to have a joint removed just right, maybe it is a strong muscle spasm and severe damage to the joint, and it is impossible to recover without recuperating for more than ten days.

It seems that Zhao Li's time is much more expensive than Corqina, but the effect of his hands is much stronger than hers. At least these elven warriors couldn't move at the time, but as long as Zhao Li installed those joints for them, they would be able to live in no time.

Dozens of elven warriors were not able to stop Zhao Li and Colqin for too much time, and in less than ten minutes, Zhao Li and Corqin had already set foot on the path of going deep into the elven town again.

The battle on the edge, how could it not alarm the elves inside, when the two of them walked forward less than two hundred meters, they saw at least hundreds of elves with bows facing the two of them.

“……%￥**……&@#@！ #！ A low elf whisper sounded, and the elf master that Zhao Li released at the beginning stood in front of an elf who looked a little old, pointing at Zhao Li.

Zhao Li also stopped at the right time, this old elf is obviously a high-ranking elf, maybe he is the elder in the mouth of the elf master. Now that their person who can talk has appeared, Zhao Li naturally won't be too forced.

"Thank you for your mercy, two respected powerhouses!" Probably knowing that Zhao Li and the others couldn't understand the elven language, the old elf took a few steps forward and said this sentence in Chinese to Zhao Li and Kolchena. His thanks were obviously directed at Zhao Li and Kolqina who didn't kill any of those elven warriors even though they did it: "I don't know what happened to the two powerhouses here?" ”

"I just want to find my way home!" Zhao Li replied truthfully: "It's a pity that they always misunderstand." ”

(To be continued)