Jin Sanniang danced with both hands, and the two scimitars danced, like a peacock opening the screen, protecting the surroundings impenetrable.

The poisonous needles with extremely penetrating power were knocked open one after another.

It's just that these poisonous needles were obviously applied in a technique similar to the sword technique, and after being knocked away, they did not cut off the potential energy, but turned around and continued to fly, quite pervasive.

Even Jin Sanniang can't be foolproof at all times, and there are constantly Mo monks around, who were hit by poisonous needles and fell to the ground and died.

"Although there are monks in mythology who can resist swords for more than 10,000 people, but that kind of realm is too far away, and it is definitely not the strength that the combined demon in front of him can have."

"Even if he doesn't use a flying sword, he only uses a flying needle, it's the same."

Thinking of this, Ye Chuxiao's eyes converged on the aura, and he began to carefully distinguish the flying needles that were constantly knocked off by Jin Sanniang.

"Sister Kim! Kun Xun position, out of the knife! Ye Chuxiao shouted.

When Jin Sanniang heard this, she slashed out, and the knife condensed but did not disperse, turning into a six-foot real knife shape.

A knife fell, and dozens or hundreds of poisonous needles were shattered.

And just after this knife, more than a third of the tens of thousands of flying needles fell to the ground and were no longer controlled to gallop.

Obviously, the combined demon performed the technique of flying needles, which was mixed with the main needle in the ordinary auxiliary needle, and the main needle was used to carry out linkage control.

Once a small number of primary needles are destroyed, a large number of secondary needles are out of control.

"Shake out of position, out of the knife." Ye Chuxiao found a main needle again, and Jin Sanniang quickly took out the knife.

The sword fell, and a third of the poisonous needles fell to the ground.

Now that the number of poisonous needles under his body has been greatly reduced, the threat to Jin Sanniang can be described as small and small.

Correspondingly, the demons who were originally combined and attacked together also seemed to have suffered a backlash at this time, and were shaken open again and divided into two.

The two of them looked at Jin Sanniang and Ye Chuxiao poisonously, and let out a sharp whistle.

Just when Ye Chuxiao was wondering, what were they crazy about.

A large number of broken crossbow arrows have locked the positions of Jin Sanniang and Ye Chuxiao.

It's good to defend this thing one or two, but once there are more, it's really deadly.

In an instant, hundreds of crossbow arrows shot at Ye Chuxiao and Jin Sanniang, Jin Sanniang had already used the sword to the extreme, and the whole person was like being coated with a layer of knife light, but he could still barely block a small half.

Under the locking of the breath, the two fled separately, still being chased very embarrassed.

Ye Chuxiao was ruthless, relying on the Nine Dead Demon Skills, and suffered two arrows.

Then he waved the Snow Ming Knife, and the majestic heaven and earth energy between heaven and earth was absorbed and compressed by Ye Chuxiao as if it was responding to a call.

Rumble!

Unrestrained and restrained, the huge sword swept across half of the Mo's garrison and erupted towards the ranks of those invaders.

The torn blade pulls the earth into ugly cracks.

The intruders who couldn't dodge suddenly suffered heavy losses, and some of the ballistae that were pushed to the gate of Mo's station were also destroyed, and it was difficult to fire threatening crossbow arrows.

Two sharp arrows pierced through his body, and the pain came in bursts.

Ye Chuxiao waved the treasure knife in his hand and cut off most of the arrow shafts.

Then, without pulling out the arrow, the identity quickly rushed towards the direction of the ballista.

"Xiaoye! Don't be impulsive! Jin Sanniang was shocked when she saw Ye Chuxiao's actions.

Poof!

Several more crossbow arrows flew from Ye Chuxiao's body, and blood flowed loudly.

Ye Chuxiao did not slow down.

The resurrection from the dead many times, coupled with the physique of martial arts, has long endowed Ye Chuxiao with super resistance and tolerance.

It was just a few breaths, and Ye Chuxiao had already rushed to a intact ballista with his knife, swinging his knife and slashing continuously, cutting off its precise mechanism.

Then he jumped quickly and rushed towards another ballista.

"Kill him!" With an order, a large number of knights in heavy armor surrounded Ye Chuxiao.

All kinds of attacks also swarmed towards Ye Chuxiao.

Ye Chuxiao held a treasure knife and smashed into the crowd, although he was seriously injured, he was still like a tiger entering a flock.

At this time, the gold medal that Jin Sanniang attached to Ye Chuxiao's body, together with all the silver medals of Ye Chuxiao himself, took effect together, resisting more than half of the attacks for him, and at the same time releasing gentle power, constantly replenishing the consumption and damage in his body.

It's just that after all, it can't make ends meet.

The rune light flickered, and the flames were raging, with Ye Chuxiao as the core, and erupted in all directions.

A ballista with a wooden structure, ignited by the flames.

"Look for death!" The figure who had been standing vaguely at the back of the entire offensive team and commanding was also forced to jump out at this time, glaring at Ye Chuxiao angrily, and then there was no nonsense, and he slapped it directly with a fierce palm.

With this palm, he almost cut off the air within a radius of tens of meters, directly breaking Ye Chuxiao into pieces.

"Xiaoye!" Jin Sanniang was furious when she saw Ye Chuxiao being 'killed' with a palm.

The two scimitars came out of their hands and flew out in the air to form a pair of scissors.

With the blessing of the knife, the 'scissors' that became huge were aimed at the figure and cut their waists.

Click!

The magic light shrouded in the figure was directly broken, revealing its true face.

This person is extremely handsome, but the fury in his eyes has weakened his temperament a little.

"It's you!" Jin Sanniang recognized who this person was.

"You still recognize me?" The figure with his true face revealed.

Jin Sanniang withdrew her double knives, and said with an angry face: "The first beautiful willow in Hedong was in the wind, and I, Jin Sanniang, am lonely and unheard, and I still recognize it." ”

"It seems that you are pretending to be obsessed with fat and sleek, and you are actually hiding your identity as a Fundamentalist Sect."

Liu Suifeng said: "Since you recognize me, then you will never live." ”

"Fellow travelers! Rise up and place the trick! Liu said loudly with the wind.

As soon as the words fell, a blood-colored array appeared, and crimson pillars of light lit up in all directions at the same time, and the corpses of the people who had died here became nourishment, supporting the formation and towering up, sealing the entire area, not allowing entry or exit.

A pitch-black skull was placed in the center of this large array, spreading a strange and strange aura in all directions.

Under the weird and strange aura, black smoke rose from those knights.

In the black smoke, their figures began to become taller and burlier, and together with the armor on their bodies, they also looked more and more hideous and vicious.

Under the special force field of the trick weapon, these knights who had made arrangements in advance to cooperate with the trick weapon have obtained an increase in strength and blessings, breaking the original cultivation boundary.

The Mo monks, who were originally entangled with these knights and had dealings with each other, faced an almost one-sided slaughter when they fought with these increased knights at this moment.

Ye Chuxiao, who was quietly 'resurrected' in the corner, was adjusting his state, greedily absorbing the abundant and manic energy between heaven and earth.

Scattered on the battlefield, the occasional 'dropped' aura was also collected by him.

"Sure enough, Jin Sanniang also has a rhyme, and Liu Suifeng is the same."

"Let me first take a look at Liu Suifeng's past."

Ye Chuxiao lurked in the shadows, and first used the golden clock to absorb a Dao rhyme aura from Liu Suifeng.

Time turned back in his mind alone.