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Next, Zhao Shujie didn't wait for the help of his subordinates, endured the pain and slowly flipped his left palm, cast a spell, and instantly hid the boxy array of chess, containing rotten grass, Gu Zhong, Gu Liang, and many big radishes and cabbage heads, into his palm. Then, his right hand covering the knife wound on his left arm quickly released, stretched out to his front body and tore off a long cloth with a violent "slash", returned to his left arm and wrapped it three times to stop the bleeding at the knife edge, and then tied his right hand and teeth tightly with a long cloth.

Then, slowly, he stood up strongly.

Although his left arm is no longer flexible, Zhao Shujie thinks about it carefully, and his shoulder is still available. Moreover, because he knew that he was the son of the valley lord at the bottom of the immortal valley, he angrily tried to look at the thin unrounded position pointing to the bottom of the tree like all the valley people, violently twisted his right shoulder, and at the same time leaned down, swinging his left palm back, and suddenly threw the all-black wide rotten robe borrowed from the rotten grass valley people in front of him and stretched it out. In the blink of an eye, in Zhao Shujie's opinion, it was all a miracle, and the end of the wide rotten robe that stretched out to the front of him was really the same as the effect of the Gu people using the rotten robe, and in an instant, several slender sharp swords were shot out, and with a "whoosh" sound, they stabbed very quickly, pointing at the side of the tree, and the thin man who was standing peacefully in this direction was not round.

Seeing that those long swords were about to be pierced into his chest, Zhao Shujie's wide face suddenly appeared full of happiness, and his mouth opened and he was about to laugh, but suddenly, when his eyes noticed that several slender swords were about to "merge" with the thin peddler, the scene in front of him suddenly changed:

He suddenly felt that the thin man was gone! And his immediate followers were not the low-lying radish ditch step by step, but the gray-black 10,000-year-old wheel and the lush, thick and tall pointing tree beside it! Almost at the same moment, he heard a deafening sound of iron swords crashing and stabbing behind him, and there was a mess. A large piece of it was frightened when it sounded, and intuitively it could be judged to be very close to itself!

"Pong...... Syllable...... Crackle!"

After a heavy slamming sound, there was a quick silence behind him!

Zhao Shujie was puzzled, and slowly turned back, only to gradually realize that his left palm was still swinging behind him! And to his great surprise, his back was now full of sharp swords that had fallen to the ground, but counting the "sword heads" on the ground, he found that they were much more than the ones he had just fired with his rotten robe!

"Hmm, how did this king get here?"

It was only then that he began to question. While hurriedly twisting his body to look near him, he finally seemed to understand for a moment, and suddenly looked up at the other side, only to see that the thin man who had already stopped at the place where he was bandaging the wound on his left arm was not round!

"Wonderful! This, this can also be?"

Muttering in his mouth, Zhao Shujie suddenly felt incredible.

"It's another body swap!"

Five more words were called, and his right finger clucked.

"But, how did those swords break? yes, why didn't they penetrate the back of the king's body just now?"

Look again at the ground beside you. He had to be amazed.

"You're not simple, aren't you! I didn't expect to be able to shoot a sharp sword not only in the front robe, but also in the back of the sword!"

Just when he was puzzled, the thin man on the west slope of the radish ditch on the opposite side opened his mouth and let out a string of praises.

"The front robe shoots a sword? But the sword in the back palm, where did this come from?"

Zhao Shujie pondered quietly. Suddenly, he remembered the rotten robe on his body, and remembered his subordinate Guren who was hiding in the inner array of the king chess in the palm of his left palm.

"Rotten weeds, isn't it...... Gu Zhong and Gu Liang? Yes, yes, yes! It's them! They must have saved the king just now! Because the rotten robe of the rotten grass is draped over the king. He couldn't send out a sharp sword! It must have been the moment when the evil Weiyuan saw that the several sharp swords flying in front of him were about to reach his chest, and the king who was facing the east suddenly changed his body! And at the moment when the several sharp swords sent by the king himself, who were piercing the body of the queen, were about to take the king's life, this king Yang placed it in the chessboard in the palm of his left hand behind him. Gu Liang and the others used their rotten robes in time to shoot out a lot of sharp swords from the left palm of the king's left hand, and intercepted all the swords that stabbed the queen's body in mid-air. and pierce, collide and break until it finally hits the ground!"

After such an analysis, Zhao Shujie completely understood. Extremely grateful, he didn't care about the pain of the knife wound on his left arm, gritted his teeth and resolutely raised his left palm to his mouth, shouting two words:

"Thank you!"

But just as his two words of gratitude were spoken, and he was slowly lowering his left palm, he suddenly felt a sharp pain around his neck, and then he found that his breathing was in trouble, and his whole body was pulled backwards from his neck in the direction of the 10,000-year-old ancient well!

"Ah...... Uh......"

Gradually, he was almost speechless, but he was still struggling tenaciously not to let himself be pulled down.

"Hahahaha...... I want to cultivate! I get up in the morning to cultivate! I want to cultivate, I want to cultivate, and I want to cultivate divine skills...... Woowoowoo......"

Suddenly, at the moment when Zhao Shujie was in an extreme predicament, the door of the dazzling Golden Pavilion in the southerly position of the halfway waist on the west slope of the Huaxin Radish Ditch was opened, and a medium-sized man in the ditch who looked like joy jumped out of it!

"Now let Hua Ye catch you! Even if you have great ability today, I don't think you can escape from Hua Ye's yellow whip! Hahahaha......"

Suddenly, as soon as Zhao Shujie's ears fell, the smug cry of the ditch man in his ears fell, and the direction of the 10,000-year-old ancient well behind him rose with a sense of accomplishment that made him even more disgusted than buying the largest radish from the town.

At this moment, Zhao Shujie knew that he was unlucky, and his eyes suddenly noticed that his left hand was tied to the wrist and fingers of the yellow whip at the moment, and his left palm was facing the slope on the west side, and he couldn't turn the direction anymore! To be continued. )