Even so, with this hand, the red hair is enough to be proud of his peers.

At this time, around Chen De's body, there was a flying knife pointing at him, and on the top of his head were two flying knives, circling and changing positions all the time.

Chen De felt that his whole body was shrouded in murderous intent all over his body, and he suddenly felt like falling into an ice cellar. Especially the killing machine above the head is more vigorous.

The red-haired hands pinched the trick, and at the same time, under the traction of the mental method, the six flying knives were launched almost simultaneously.

Chen De holds a sword in his right hand and casts spells with his left hand.

Above his head, a five-story pagoda suddenly swelled wide, directly knocking the two flying knives above his head into the air.

At the same time, perform a whirling slash to combine the change of body shape.

"Qiang!", "Qiang!", "Qiang!", "Qiang!", four strokes, and the four knives flew one by one.

"Hey, hey, it's not weak!"

Red Hair was secretly surprised in his heart, the shock on the flying knife was directly transmitted to his divine soul, and Red Hair was naturally clear, so he was so surprised.

The knives that were knocked out of the air flew in all directions, and some of the sluggish puppet-like sergeants were pierced by the flying knives, screaming again and again.

In addition, the red hair had no scruples about controlling the line of the flying knife magic weapon, and pierced several people in a row.

Chen De frowned slightly: If such a scene cannot be avoided, tonight, I don't know how many innocent Dayuan people will suffer unjustified disasters.

With a thought, two hurricanes blew out from the five-story pagoda, rolling up the surrounding sergeants and coachmen and enveloping them to the invisible barrier.

As a result, people on the ground were turned on their backs for a while.

Many sergeants and coachmen were turned into trapeze artists, and when they fell, they inevitably suffered some minor injuries, but this was much better than if they were pierced by throwing knives.

In the aftermath of the hurricane, a large clearing was cleared in the middle of the camp.

The hurricane also had a great impact on the red hair's control of the flying knife in the air, so that he could not take advantage of Chen De's control of the hurricane spell to perform a sneak attack.

Chen De saw that this hurricane spell worked, so let's do it again!

Two more hurricanes, howling out of thin air.

For a moment, this camp, which was imprisoned by the magic circle, seemed to be suddenly placed in a huge wind outlet, and the wind was howling.

This time, it was the turn of the red fur to frown.

The tempest had a restraining effect on his veil of black clouds.

Now, the black cloud veil has been blown by the strong wind, tossing and shaking up and down. It's not good for the fight!

Before he could do anything, he looked down and saw that the monk underground was gone!

The red hair was secretly wondering, and suddenly locked on his neck, making his neck stiffen.

Broken!

It's too late to let the flying knife whirl the Savior! The red hair is also a veteran of repeated battles, and he is not slow to respond.

He flipped his right hand, and a scimitar was already in his hand, raising the knife to block, and at the same time his body was deflected, allowing him to pass the opponent's sharp sword qi.

The red-haired left hand is not idle. He cast a spell with his left hand, guided by his mental method, and six flying knives shot directly at Chen De from six directions.

At this time, Chen De is very familiar with the scene, just like the competition with Liu Huawen in the school examination: the competition in the hurricane full of wild rolls.

It's just that there was no fear of life at that time, but now it is a life-and-death fight.

However, the means of winning must be similar.

Without hesitation, he cast a spell with his left hand, and the wind raged again.

The hundreds of mortals who were slightly more awake saw that the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and all of them were lying on the ground, or they were simply hugging each other to resist the fierce wind.

Chen De was about to release a bunch of rock thorns, ice picks and the like, so as to win in chaos, and when he saw the appearance of those hundreds of people, he held back.

The Imperial Sail Technique, which had been infused into the blood, unleashed, and Chen De flew and flashed in the wind lightly, and the five-story pagoda blocked the attack of the three flying knives behind Chen De.

The sword in his hand was struck with a blow, and three flying knives that attacked from the top of his head, the left side, and the right side flew away.

With Chen De's eyesight and sword skills, the strength of these three flying knives is definitely not small. Let the red hairs that control them, the thoughts of his soul attached to them, be not small and not small.

With a slight setback, the red hair has been caught up by Chen De.

A swift sword slash turned out to be a hand-to-hand combat method.

As a demon cultivator, he is already physically strong, and the red hair is not afraid of close combat. The scimitar in his hand also slashed fiercely at each other.

Seeing that the swords intersected, Chen De turned his wrist, drew a circle with the long sword, turned to the scimitar, and then picked it up to the left rear.

This trick is wonderful.

The red hair was taken by his own scimitar, and rushed forward, at this time, the long sword shook, and it was already the front finger.

This time, it was like the red hair hitting the sword himself.

The red fur hurriedly lowered his head and twisted his waist.

The sword qi on the long sword exhaled, and a piece of flesh was shaved off his shoulder.

It was only a few points short, and the red hair cut his throat.

Redfur screamed in pain. And his six-handled flying knife magic weapon was instantly uncontrollable, and it fell straight down.

It was as if he had walked around the ghost gate, and remembered that Shicai had died under this person's sword with a black face in no apparent terms, and the red hair really had a sense of fear for this monk who seemed to only have cultivated in the Realm of Life and Evil.

He didn't care about those flying knives anymore, and immediately drove the black cloud yarn to fly forward, and at the same time, he lifted the confinement circle here, and was about to escape.

At this time, Chen De had already understood that whether his sect's mission was completed successfully or not, the first step was to see if he could capture this demon cultivator.

He made up his mind that he would never let the red fur escape.

As soon as the ban was lifted, the space suddenly opened, and the wind was unobstructed, and it blew outward and upward, and the wind was greatly reduced. The speed of the red-haired black cloud yarn suddenly increased.

Chen De hurriedly spared no effort to give birth to three more hurricanes, making it difficult for the black cloud veil to shuttle freely like a boat in the raging waves.

The Imperial Sail Technique was unfolded, and Chen De's body technique was as light and convenient as a fish in water.

He immediately caught up with the red hair. The long sword is haunted around the red hair's body, and it is completely a hand-to-hand combat style, so that the red hair wants to use spells, sword qi and other means, and there is no time to use it.

The more he hit the red hair, the more frightened he became: this cultivation was clearly a cultivation in the Birth Evil Realm, and there was no flying magic weapon, but he could fly in the air without leaving him;

The red hair has not experienced such an engagement for a long time, and hand-to-hand combat is already very rusty.

In Chen De's stormy and uninterrupted hand-to-hand combat, the red hair hung colors one after another.

If it weren't for Chen De's purpose of capturing him alive, Hongmao would have been beheaded.

At this time, Chen De was condescending and slashed down. The red hair hurriedly raised the knife to block, Chen De's split, but it was a false move, the long sword flicked the scimitar, and the red hair's upper body opened the empty door, and was stabbed on the right arm by Chen De's sword.

Redfur could no longer hold the scimitar, and the scimitar fell on the black cloud veil.

As soon as the long sword moved upward, it was close to the neck of the red hair, and he immediately stiffened, not daring to move again.

Immediately after, Chen De threw out a rattan entanglement talisman and instantly tied the red hair firmly.

When Chen De landed from the air with the red hair, Liu Junchen, the sergeants, and the coachmen had regained their initial consciousness and could roughly understand what was happening, so they came to thank Liu Junchen under the leadership of Liu Junchen.

"Thank you Immortal Master for saving your life!"

"Thank you to the Taoist for eliminating harm for the people!"

......

Liu Junchen took a few steps forward, came to Chen De's approach, and said:

"Dao Chief, I didn't know the identity of the chief before, I was offended, don't be surprised!"

"It's me who hides my identity, what is the guilt of Du Wei!" Chen De replied.

"The Taoist may not know my name yet, my name is Liu Junchen. The grace of the Taoist chief can be described as unforgettable. I don't know how to thank you, so I dare to ask what the chief can send?"

Liu Junchen escaped death, and these words also came from the bottom of his heart and were extremely sincere.

How Chen De thought about asking the other party to repay him, such words also made Chen De a little stunned and groaned.

Chen De suddenly remembered something, so he said casually:

"If you have some free time, help me collect some basic martial arts routines. ”

Chen De's answer also made Liu Junchen a little embarrassed: This young Taoist leader seems to be strong in spells, how can he care about ordinary martial arts routines?

After being stunned for a moment, Liu Junchen did not doubt him, so he responded: "Don't worry, Dao Chief, I will do my best!"

Chen De searched the body of the black face and pocketed the storage bag on his body. Then, a fire-based spell that turned his body to ashes.

Similarly, Chen De also pocketed the red-faced storage bag and reduced his body to ashes.

He picked up the six throwing knives again, as well as the array that imprisoned the entire camp. This set of arrays has a total of one main and four auxiliary, and five arrays.

The main function of this set of magic circles is to isolate the inside and outside of the magic circle, so that black faces and red hairs can act in the magic circle unscrupulously, without being spied on by other monks. Now it's Chen De's trophy.

At this time, it was still far from dawn, and after the camp of the baggage escort was cleaned up, Liu Junchen and his subordinates needed to continue to rest here.

After Chen De and Liu Junchen said goodbye, they looked for another place in the mountains and forests.

Throwing the red hair on the ground, Chen De took out the array disk of the imprisoning magic circle and played with it in his hand.

This was his first encounter with this kind of circle, and it was quite fresh.

"Who are you, from that sect?"

Chen De kicked the red hair on the ground that was tied like a dumpling.

"I am a monk of the Demon Sect of the Underworld, and if you know me, let me go, so as not to be skinned and cramped by the masters of my sect when I get it. ”

The red fur was tied up like this, and he did not forget to threaten his captors.

Chen De listened to it and was really angry. However, he wanted to know how this array was driven first, so he said:

"Ah, really good, you, what is the driving method of this array, you recruited it from the truth. ”

"I want Dao Ye to tell you, dream!"

Chen De was not in a hurry, and said: "If you don't say yes, then don't blame me." ”

"Where do we start? ”

After talking to himself, Chen De pulled the red-haired right hand out of the vine and placed the sword on the back of his hand.

"Speak quickly!"

"Dreaming!"

Chen De inserted the sword into the back of his hand, broke a tendon, and immediately pulled one finger down.