The deciduous Fenghua is not covered after all, and Zhou Jin, who is fighting in a defensive war, is convinced. Looking at the dozens of barbarians rushing up not far away, with that brave attitude, Zhou Jin continued to hide without hesitation, until he saw the two guys on the side who rushed up with all his might, looking at the tired appearance, the wound that kept flowing blood, Zhou Jin nodded unconsciously, just the two of them.

When he mentioned the purple gold bow, he shot an arrow, and the two of them who were caught off guard directly let Zhou Jin shoot one. Looking at the weak and pitiful aura on Zhou Jin, who was carrying the bow, he pulled out the bow and arrow on his body, and the two of them rushed over with their knives, so frightened that Zhou Jin immediately hid in the hidden position.

The two chased towards the hidden rock position, and watched Zhou Jin drag a person who seemed to have lost his breath to run inside, and there were more than a dozen guys covered in blood lying not far away, and the blood marks in that place immediately made the eyes of the two of them light up. When I met love around the corner, no one would have thought that there would be someone hiding in here if I didn't get closer, the two of them smiled and rushed inside, and the frightened Zhou Jin hurriedly threw down the world wave and ran inside.

The two of them also ignored the waves and clouds on the ground, and chased after Zhou Jin, and the war knife they raised slashed towards Zhou Jin, who was about to catch up. However, then he fell into the pit with a kick in the air and "coaxed", and the spear that passed through his feet directly caused a heart-rending wail from the person who fell into the pit. Zhou Jin, who was being chased in front, turned around, stretched out his bow and shot at the man behind.

However, is it too naïve to shoot with a bow and arrow at such a distance, or a bow that only children play, slightly sideways to dodge the arrows shot by Zhou Jin, lifting the companion in the pit and putting it aside, Yanhu slowly forced towards Zhou Jin step by step. The surroundings were like a closed mountain recess, and to Yanhu, they were just turtles in an urn, and they were too anxious to step into the trap before.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat around, Zhou Jin casually threw the bow to the side, turning into an imperial tyrant. He said in a lame barbaric language that he had just learned: "Hero, is it okay to give a way to live?" Yan Hu, who heard this, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "What do you say?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yanhu was slashed, and Zhou Jin, who had never felt the power of the innate barbarians, instantly let go of the qi and blood of his whole body, and the strength of the body was raised to the peak, and his internal strength was full, facing the power of the innate barbarians. However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is skinny, and the majestic power from the knife made Zhou Jin spurt out a mouthful of blood in an instant.

wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and slowly lifted the knife, no matter how difficult it was, but he Zhou Jin finally took another knife. Immediately, a crazy smile came: "This strength is not bad, that barbarian, what is your name." ”

As if surprised by the other party's strength, or unexpectedly that the other party had such pride, Yan Hu slowly raised his knife and replied: "Yan Hu." "Yanhu, come on, let's see if I stop here today or if you hate it on the spot." As the words fell, Zhou Jin was surrounded by the hustle and bustle of battle intent, and his strength was mentioned again and again, and Zhou Jin under the blessing of battle spirit and Yan Hu who shot with all his strength did not fall behind at all.

However, with the passage of time, one of them became more and more courageous the more he fought, and the other gradually became dizzy, and Yanhu, who had lost too much blood, was physically exhausted after all, and seemed to feel that his own state was wrong. After an exchange, Yan Hu pulled away, although he was not too willing, but in such a situation, without natural combat skills, he was certain to die.

Sensing that the state on the other side was not right, Zhou Jin had to concentrate and prepare, the effect of the medicine had not yet occurred, and the barbarians were also resistant enough. Feeling the stronger and stronger aura around the other party, Zhou Jin had to cheer up the spirit of twelve points, which was a good way to amplify the rhythm of the move.

Immediately, Zhou Jin was not ambiguous, and the emperor reproduced the wild land in the most advanced style. I have a heroic journey. With a surprise shock, Zhou Jin felt that every inch of muscle in his body was about to explode, and his internal organs suffered a heavy blow, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and finally fell from the air like a dead dog.

Just when everyone was stunned, Shilang Shenyun, who was holding the fighter, directly attacked the barbarians, who were seriously injured and were paying attention to the battle situation on the side, and after a burst of sword light, the barbarians' heads rose to the sky with blood light.

Immediately, the world wave Shen Yun, who had soared to the extreme, with the strength of the mighty sword, went towards Yan Hu, how did Yan Hu resist the waves of the world after the extreme move, and with the eleven people around him who also soared in battle intent pressed the formation, Yan Hu knew that he would definitely not be able to get out today. The Yan Tiger in the mortal realm did not care about the injuries in his body, and the battle knife was in his hand, and the one who fought was called a madman.

The sword light and sword shadow rotated, and the Yanhu in the center of the battlefield only wanted that glimmer of life, however, everything was in vain. Lanling Shidao, who was in the end, passed through his heart with a sword, leaving behind the first strong man on this battlefield that they remembered in their hearts.

At the end of the battle, everyone knew that the so-called big array was useless at all, it was purely for the purpose of covering up all aura perceptions, and not letting others discover the battlefield here. Looking at Zhou Jin, who was still convulsing all over his body in a coma, everyone had to sigh, this life is really big, they all survived like this, you must know that the twelve people who ended up in the end were all injured.

Zhou Jin, who woke up from a coma, smacked his tongue for a while, it hurt, he was in pain all over, and immediately took out the monkey wine from the Sumeru ring and poured a sip, it was sour, and he took another sip. Everyone looked at Zhou Jin, who woke up in a coma, and was about to care for it, but immediately attracted the overflowing heaven and earth essence, and they all set their eyes on the gourd monkey wine.

Zhou Jin, who was about to take another bite, felt the hungry eyes around him and instantly sobered up, and immediately threw the gourd into the Sumeru Na Ring, and then looked at everyone vigilantly: "What do you want to do?" ”

Everyone who heard the words strangled him, this cheap goods, even if they didn't taste it, would they still rob him of his wine and drink it? With the eyes of a thief, who the hell are you scolding? Then they all went to do whatever they wanted, and they didn't care about this slut.

Zhou Jin, who was not aware at all, slightly felt the injury in his body and sighed, do you want to be so strong, the meridians of the whole body are about to be interrupted, if it weren't for the previous brute beast essence blood and Qitian Dance to expand the width of the meridians, it is a question whether you can resist it. This injury is also troublesome to recover, except for Qitian Dance, Zhou Jin doesn't know if there is any other way to recover from the injury quickly. After all, it's the meridians that hurt, there's no way, on the battlefield, if your life is gone, you don't care if it's weird or not.

After taking a look at the retreating army, Zhou Jin explained and set aside a large array to heal his wounds. Qitian dance, thirty-six postures, the wounds on Zhou Jin's body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally gradually intact. Rusi's heavy damage can be recovered in one day, which casts another shadow on Zhou Jin's heart.

But does I have the right to choose now? No matter what, the soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, what is there to be afraid of, can you eat yourself in the end? Isn't it the dance of sacrificing to the sky, sacrificing to the sky, sacrificing to the sky, okay, the master admits that the master is afraid.