"Wine! There is wine!" Bamboo Blade Wind, who was already unable to fight anymore, heard Zhao Yi say that there was wine, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he actually killed two people who had been fighting for a long time with two knives in a row, and then hurried to Zhao Yi to meet him.

"Blade Wind! Quick, kill him, kill Bu Chi! The general is seriously injured, he can't hold on, be quick!" Zhao Yi stuffed the wine gourd into Bamboo Blade Wind's arms, and the excitement in his heart at this time seemed to have seen the scene of Bu Chi falling, which would be a more sensational scene than Na Beiduo's fall.

Everyone was crazy about these crazy people, for a pot of wine. Bamboo Blade Wind was already under the cover of White Tiger and Zhao Yi, and Meimei poured a sip of wine into his stomach.

"Good wine!"

The eyes of the bamboo blade wind seemed to bloom with a bewitching red glow in an instant, and there was a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to hide a trace of inexplicable murderous intent. In the next second, after hearing a "whoosh" from where the bamboo blade wind was, his whole person, not knowing what method to use, had disappeared out of thin air, sunk into the ground, and disappeared under everyone's attention almost instantly.

"Retreat!?

When one of the enemies saw this, he knew that something was wrong and immediately shouted loudly. He knew that Bedo had just died under the knife of an earth-based magician in this mysterious retreat.

The bamboo blade wind where the magic is exhausted, as long as there is wine, it seems that the mana can be recovered very quickly, just now he only drank a sip, and it seems that the mana has recovered to the extent that it can be used to the ground. Now that he had disappeared once more, it was a very dangerous and terrifying sign to the people of the hussar camp who had been fighting for a long time and were worried.

"Buchi!

Mo Ao, who had been chased and dodged by several people to exhaustion, shouted at Bu Chi with all his strength. He didn't want Buchi to die inexplicably like Bedo. If that's the case, don't say that Zhou Lin's head can't be cut off by himself, I'm afraid that he will end up in the head of this wild place, and there will be his own head. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead, he was really scared, he was even more terrifying for the mysterious retreat slash, he finally knew now, why those people just now were so crazy in order to pick up a dead man's wine gourd, behind their happiness, but they were looking for the magic potion wine for the retreat magician.

When Nabuchi heard Mo Ao's shout, he couldn't help but stop. The attack movement of the hand is also blunt. After all, he could see the scene of Bedo falling from a distance just now, and he had been wondering why Bedo died so simply and even a little miserable. Hearing someone say that he was retreating, he finally understood. Mo Ao's exclamation seemed to be audible that Mo Ao was worried about whether he could cope with it, so he had to deal with it carefully.

Although Bu Chi was only a short blunt, but in this short blunt moment, Zhou Lin, who had always avoided Bu Chi's attack, seized this rare opportunity, and the blocking knife quickly changed its blade, turned the blocking into a stab, and stabbed towards Bu Chi's heart. But Bu Chi is not an idle person after all, and Bu Chi's dull arm in mid-air immediately pressed down, wanting to block Zhou Lin's stab. Bu Chi's hasty blockade was just a result of fighting habits, his arms did not have heavy armor, and this block was immediately stabbed by Zhou Lin, pierced, and a stream of blood "fluttered" and sprayed out from Bu Chi's arm.

Buchi was wounded, the first time since the fighting.

But this stab made Mo Ao feel like he was stabbed into his chest, after all, he was too careless and reminded him that he didn't choose the right time.

Mo Ao originally had good intentions and wanted to remind Bu Chi to be careful of the bamboo blade wind sneaking up from the ground, but instead made Bu Chi stunned and injured, and he felt remorseful in his heart. Although Buchi was too far away at the time of Bedo's death, he watched the battle from a distance and was extremely shocked by Bedo's death. Although Bedo's strength is not as good as Buchi's, the first hammer of the Northern Frontier Country is not a false rumor, even if he and Bedo are opposed, it will definitely not be pleased, and there is no certainty of killing him on the spot. But such a Bedo, who was afraid of three points, fell silently in his sight, although Buchi was in the distance at the time, but the shock in his heart was as heavy as a mountain. So when he heard Mo Ao exclaim and remind himself just now, how could he not be shocked.

"Look for death!"

Even if Bu Chi faced Zhou Lin and a quick knife, but he was slightly superior from beginning to end, at this time he was stabbed in the arm by Zhou Lin, he couldn't help but feel angry, but he was not Bedo after all, he knew that at this time, if he was a little careless, he would definitely be met by the three of him, and the two people on the ground were easy to deal with in the open, but the elusive guy underground, he had to be on guard at all times. After thinking about it a little, he attacked Zhou Lin even more desperately, after all, if he killed Zhou Lin, the rest of the people would not have the spiritual pillar to fight anymore.

Zhou Lin's knife wanted to go straight to Bu Chi's heart, but was blocked by Bu Chi with his arm, but he didn't expect Bu Chi's body to be so strong, and he only pierced three inches into his arm with all his strength. Although Zhou Lin knew that this cloth was powerful, he didn't expect it to be such a terrifying **, and the tip of the blade couldn't be pierced or pulled out in just three inches. With the most full strength, although he pulled out the knife, he also let Bu Chi spurt out a lot of blood along with the wound, but this Bu Chi was by no means an idle person, he actually held back the stinging pain, and slashed at Zhou Lin's head without flinching.

The quick knife that had just been repelled by Bu Chi saw that General Zhou had succeeded, and wanted to besiege and make up for it, but when he saw Bu Chi's desperate blow, he didn't care about his knife attack, but he didn't know Bu Chi's sinister intentions, and he didn't have time to think about it for a while.

"Boom!", a quick knife and the two blades of the Bu Chi intersected, the Bu Chi slashed half in the air is just a blunt, but the fast knife is unstable, the foot is dangdang, was vibrated to retreat three steps in a row before standing firmly, the mouth "pounced", a mouthful of blood spurted out, obviously, he just received this knife, he was already injured, the injury was even more serious.

Bu Chi's arm holding the knife had been stabbed by Zhou Lin, but even so, in the face of a quick knife and a horizontal split, it was only a blunt, and then the speed was even faster, not giving Zhou Lin a chance to breathe at all, and quickly slashed towards Zhou Lin's head.

When a master fights, victory and defeat can be divided between breaths, and even a short breath can sometimes determine life and death.

Just under Bu Chi's seemingly inevitable knife, and when he was stopped by the quick knife, Zhou Lin was shocked and immediately retreated quickly.

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