It's really damn not exquisite, before the words are finished, he will start, there is no aristocratic demeanor at all, Leng Zhuo slandered, but the movements in his hands are not slow, after so many days of fist and foot practice, although he does not say that he controls the enemy, but the reaction is much more flexible, hugging Li Xun's small waist, sandwiching it at his side, turning over and dismounting directly, letting the horse body block the side.

Although Leng Zhuo's martial arts have been a little successful, but compared with others, he still has a little bit of fire, he took out the spear spirit from his arms, and the black gun is Leng Dashao's best ability, and more than a dozen sharp arrows on both sides pierced the continuous rain line, shooting at Leng Zhuo and the four with a few droplets.

Zhao Yun rode the horse on the left, and the sword on his waist stumbled directly into his hands, but this sword is not a three-foot Qingfeng kind of sword, the sword of the Tianfeng Continent is generally a wide sword, the sword is five or six feet long, and the heavy sword is more than one palm wide, and the double blade is the most common style of the sword profession, Zhao Yun's sword is already small and pitiful compared to those heavy swords, but even so, it is still four feet long and half a palm wide, but the weight is not more than ten catties because it is made of blue and white steel.

The four-foot sword pulled out the scabbard, and suddenly flashed several sword flowers, water droplets hit the sword, with the dance of the sword, gathered into beads, when, dang, when, the tip of the sword slapped on the body of the arrow, and the water droplets on the sword body suddenly splashed out, whoosh, an arrow passed through the rain curtain and shot directly into the neck of the pack horse, and a blood flower bloomed in the rain, and the blood droplets dripped and dripped into the muddy muddy water on the ground.

Zhao Yun slapped on the war horse with one hand, if a person is flying, he leaps up, humming, a string moves, like a hummingbird's wings flapping, from the peach blossom forest in the rain, suddenly shot out a powerful arrow, directly through the rain curtain, straight to Zhao Yun's chest in the air.

Zhao Yun's eyes showed a gleam, the big sword in his hand was handed out, the tip of the sword pierced the rain curtain, and the arrow arrow that was shot slammed up, when, the sword body fell suddenly, the wrist shook, and the arrow changed a little direction in the middle but still had no less strength, the tail of the arrow was shot, the arrow immediately lost its momentum, inserted in the mud, and Zhao Yun also floated to the ground, landed on the body of the pack horse, held the handle of the chain silver snake spear in his hand, and pulled out the chain spear on his waist.

Compared with Zhao Yun's elegant, the shot is dazzling, Li Yuanba's is just holding a double hammer, and then the direction of the arrow is to sweep left, sweep right, and those arrows fall to the ground in response.

The arrow just passed, from the peach forest, there was a whistling sound, only to see a huge wooden stake with the thickness of the head shot out of the peach forest, Zhao Yun loosened the chain, the spear immediately turned into a section of chains, Zhao Yun leaped a few steps forward, the chain in his hand rolled out, tied to the stake, suddenly exerted, the stake was pulled by this side of the force, naturally turned around, Zhao Yun jumped up, the foot of the stake, flew out of the air, the stake like a cross dart turned around towards the stake shot out of the forest again.

On the other side, Li Yuanba saw the flying stake, his legs were suddenly clamped, and suddenly a thousand catties of huge force were added to the pack horse under him, the pack horse couldn't stand it, and the neighing sound of the horse's ribs was clamped, the internal organs burst, and he fell down alive, Li Yuanba's legs fell to the ground, splashing countless muddy water, looking at the wooden stake that had been shot, the corner of his mouth showed a sneer, and he directly picked up the eight-sided drum urn golden hammer, and the heavy hammer weighing four hundred catties roared and smashed into the flying wooden stake with the wind.

Bang, countless sawdust splashed up, and the flying stake was directly smashed and half of the head was broken, and the rest of the part was also slapped back, and he simply dropped the two-eight iron hammer and picked up the flying stake with one hand, which seemed to be an absolute madman's move, but Li Yuanba caught it like playing.

Li Yuanba snorted coldly, grabbed the wooden stake with one hand and threw it directly into the forest, and the wooden stake directly hit a peach tree with a thick basin, and suddenly made a creaking sound of breaking.

"Why, that's it, don't you prepare the third and fourth preparations, if it's just like this, you can't kill me!" Leng Zhuo held the spear spirit, looked at the one-eyed, and snorted coldly.

"It seems that you want to die, okay, I will fulfill you!" The white wolf took off his hat, opened the cloak, and revealed his upper body covered with scars, which looked so hideous and terrifying, but there was a feeling of palpitations, how many tragic battles it took to leave so many scars, and even a mark on his chest that was obviously a penetrating wound, tsk, it was a miracle that this person was still alive.

The white wolf untied the burden on his body, walked forward barefoot in the muddy water, his steps slowly accelerated, the white wolf's body seemed to be leaning forward, fiercely, the white wolf's feet suddenly exerted force, and the whole person had been ejected seven or eight meters away, and on the white wolf's arm, two sharp steel claws suddenly ejected.

The white wolf's pupils were upright, as if they were the pupils of a wolf, shooting out a ghostly light, and the sharp steel claws grabbed at Leng Zhuo.

Dang, a silver-white lightning bolt suddenly plunged into the front of the white wolf's steel claw, and several claw winds that seemed to be able to tear the air hit the chain silver snake spear body, but the cyan claw wind carried on the steel claw made Leng Zhuo's cloak drop a lot of grass stems.

Whoosh, compared to the spear spirit, Leng Zhuo's self-made arm crossbow is obviously faster to fire, and now the distance is close, even if you want to dodge, it is difficult, whoosh, the crossbow arrow flew out, straight to the face of the white wolf, but the white wolf suddenly turned around in a strange way, stepped on Zhao Yun's gun, actually turned over and fell to the ground, although the crossbow arrow was dodged, but it still left a bloody wound on the white wolf's cheek.

The white wolf stood up, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his cheek, the blood melted in his mouth, the momentum of the white wolf's body suddenly changed, hmm, the white wolf looked up to the sky and roared, and the white wolf with snow-white hair heard the wolf's howl, and also responded, the white wolf suddenly moved, stepping on the rain barefoot, like a wandering wolf, ejecting out, fast as a gust of wind, and the white wolf also put away its lazy color, and pounced on the ground with four paws.

"Dade, protect the lord!" Zhao Yun looked at this person and a wolf, and said to Li Yuan on the side, Zhao Yun's psychic beast transformation could not be used in actual combat, but in the continuous transformation of spiritual power, the moisturized body was more keen, Zhao Yun's reaction speed has improved a little in the past few months, don't underestimate this, but it is a point taken above the peak, a rare point.

Falling plum and bamboo guns, in the rain, the rain with broken lines kept falling, and the silver-white light suddenly passed through the gap of the rain line, as if in the darkness, suddenly shining a little light, the sound of the wind, with the gun dancing and moving around the body, with the surge of the airflow, a faint cyan spiritual power overflowed from Zhao Yun's body, blending into the wind, the wind seemed to become alive, Zhao Yun could feel the rhythm of the wind.

This feeling was something that had never been felt before, and as the psychic beasts in his body continued to devour the elemental aura around his body, and the spiritual power in his body grew, this wonderful feeling became clearer and clearer, although the white wolf's steel claws were fast, as if a lightning bolt had slashed, but the moment he crossed the wind, time seemed to slow down.

When, when, two clashing sounds, the white wolf's steel claws were blocked, but the white wolf is mouth showed a hint of a smile, the two canine teeth flashed a cold light, the white wolf was like a white cold star, pounced from behind the white wolf, the white wolf squatted down, flew up a spiral foot, and attacked Zhao Yun with the white wolf.

At this moment, suddenly a whistling wind suddenly agitated from the side, Li Yuanba's eight-sided drum urn golden hammer was like a meteor shooting, smashing towards the white wolf, although the white wolf was fierce, but facing the whistling giant hammer head-on, it was also frightened, and quickly twisted his body, like the white wolf before, stepped on the whistling giant hammer with his hind legs, and bounced out.

The white wolf who used the spiral leg kicked directly on the spear body that Zhao Yun inserted into the ground, and the white wolf's face immediately turned purple, although he did not shout, but he covered his calf, obviously this leg, the kick was not light, Zhao Yun held the four-foot long sword and landed above the neck of the white wolf.

"The ambush man stands up, or I will kill him!" Zhao Yun swept his gaze around and shouted loudly.

After the white wolf turned over and landed, he saw the white wolf (person) being held against the sword, and couldn't help but bow down, the wolf's eyes revealed a trace of fierceness, obviously the white wolf's capture, which made it feel uneasy, but the person on the other side made the white wolf dare not act rashly, the white wolf is not an ordinary wolf, but a spirit wolf, so it has wisdom, so it is very concerned about the life of its brother.

As soon as Zhao Yun finished speaking, a burly figure walked out of the forest, and from the tree in the peach forest, a man who seemed to be thin but dexterous like a monkey swung a few times on the tree and landed next to the burly man, and on the other side, a man with a mask also walked out from behind the trunk of a peach tree.

Leng Zhuo looked at the three people who slowly came forward, and made sure that no one else came out, then he looked at the white wolf who was rolling on his calves and said: "Seeing that you are not very old, you actually do the robber business of killing people and overstepping goods, I really want to know who wants my life, say it, I will let you go!"

"I thought it would be that kind of soft bone, that person's money and wealth eliminate disasters for others, since I missed, then it's only my lack of ability, come on!" Although the white wolf's brows were furrowed from pain, there was a look of fortitude in his eyes.

"Hehe, it's still a hard bone, it's hard for me to do it like this!" Leng Zhuo's voice was not weak, and at the moment above the peach tree in the peach forest, a cold light flashed, whoosh, and the arrow light quickly passed through the peach forest, broke through the rain curtain, and shot towards Leng Zhuo.