The armor who followed Lan Daoming was a squad, and there were eleven people in a squad, including a team leader.

Among them, the team is the martial artist of the Dirty Realm, and the other armor soldiers are all in the Bone Forging Realm.

However, the martial artists of the Forging Bone Realm are wearing heavy armor and fighting in formation, surrounded by three or four people, and it is difficult for the martial artists of the Great Perfection of the Refining Realm to resist, if the terrain is unfavorable and it is difficult to toss and turn, it is even possible to be surrounded to death.

Suningan's previous performance, the team leading the team is also witnessing.

He was not careless, except for the young master who stayed behind to guard the guard, the remaining ten armor soldiers were sent out by him, divided into two groups, one left and one right approached Suningan like pincers, Suningan's only way to survive was to turn around and flee backwards.

However, in the rear was the enemy city, and arrows rained down.

Even if he saw this scene, no one would risk taking him into the city, what if it was a bitter ploy?

Su Ningan gritted his teeth, his teeth gurgling.

He lifted his sword upside down and walked towards the dirt slope.

It is said that it is a dirt slope, but in fact, it is only a few feet high, and it does not form any obstacles, and the real obstacles are those two groups of silent armor soldiers.

Others are condescending, all of them are extremely majestic.

There was no roar, no shouting of killing, two horse chopping knives slashed diagonally from the left and right, and after the knives fell, the whistling sound of the blades cutting through the air came.

The light of the knife fell, slashing through the figure.

Yes, that's just a shadow.

When Suning'an refined the Great Perfection of the Physical Realm, the Great Perfection of the Wild Goose Falling Silent Snow Song also changed, and there were more changes similar to illusions, and people's eyes were originally easy to be deceived by light and the like.

The two armorers wielding their swords had that illusion.

They thought they had hit Suningan, but in fact, what they hit was only the afterimage of Suningan, and at that moment, he was not there.

Before he could blink, Suningan appeared in front of him, within reach.

The two armorers wanted to cooperate, and the tacit understanding for many years instantly reacted, however, this plan could only flash in the heart, and could not be applied to reality, the armor on the left was grabbed by Suning's shoulder, and the eyes exposed by the armor on the right were pierced by the tip of the horizontal knife, not once, two, three, but six, seven, eighty, and nine times!

After being caught, the armor on the left was still standing, but it was because of the armor support.

The person inside the armor died in an instant, and Suning'an's aversion to victory can still be used in this world.

Submit.

The blade swept overhead.

The horizontal knife in his hand fell, cutting off the sole of the foot of the soldier who wielded the knife without leather armor, the man endured the great pain and did not scream, but the snort obviously changed, he leaned around, pulled the knife back, and slashed towards Suningan.

Halfway through, the horizontal knife was taken off.

To be precise, it was his wrist that was cut off by Suningan.

This time, he couldn't hold back the pain, after all, he was still a mortal, and he couldn't help but howl loudly, and the miserable howl stopped abruptly as soon as he left his mouth, even if he had armor on his neck, he was still cut out of a big hole by Suningan.

Blood gushed like a fountain.

Unstoppable!

Ten heavily armed Bone Forging Realm martial artists couldn't stop Suningan at all, compared to Suningan, their movements were too slow, and in this way, they were too cumbersome, just like comparing the normal rate with the triple rate.

Even so, these people are still fighting to the death.

They are all dead soldiers of the Lan family, the lives of the whole family are in the hands of the Lan family, if the Lord dies in battle and they are still alive, then the whole family will be buried together, in short, they must die before the master, otherwise, it is disloyal.

Ten armorers!

In ten breaths, they all fell.

Suningan pushed to the last standing soldier and continued to walk slowly towards the top of the slope.

"Young Master, let's go!"

Team Zheng's eyes have narrowed into a line, and his pupils have shrunk a little, he knows that Suningan may be very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful, even if it is him, even if he observes from the side, he still can't lock the other party's figure.

Previously, he also wanted to help.

However, it didn't take long for the thought to arise.

It's too late!

He simply didn't have time to make a move!

As for Lan Daoming, the horror in this person's heart is not under his own team, originally, he put his hands on his waist, which is a bit of a point of self-esteem, at this time, his hands have left his waist unconsciously, and his right hand is on the hilt of the sword.

He blinked, froze for a moment.

This one......

It shouldn't seem like this!

Hearing the team shouting, Leng Buding shivered, turned around and ran to the back of the dirt slope, because he was too panicked, his feet were unstable, he stumbled, his body was crooked, and he rolled down from the top of the slope, and disappeared in an instant.

"Phew!"

The team roared.

Stand at the top of the slope and swing your knife straight away.

This knife does not have an indomitable momentum.

He knew very well that he was not the opponent of the young man in front of him, all he could do was to delay time and buy time for the young master to escape, and the rear was the military array, as long as he escaped into the ranks of the army, the young master would be able to live.

Even if it is a congenital strong person who forcibly attacks the military formation, there is only one end, that is, death!

Although the young man in front of him is strong, he is not innate.

If it was innate, the young master would have no chance to escape at all.

He made up his mind that he must try his best to delay the time for his master, it doesn't take too long, just half a cup of tea.

Therefore, this one only defends and does not attack, even if it is an attack, it is a feint.

Blocked!

After a few rounds, even if it was full of dangers, the team did not let Suningan break through himself, so he was secretly happy in his heart.

At this time, the young master may have fled to the army array.

The next moment, the team's pupils shook dramatically.

Out of the corner of his eye, a figure flashed.

The figure was all too familiar to him.

How so?

No way!

He couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, looking over there, and it was the young master Lan Daoming who he thought had escaped.

At this time, his originally clean face was already covered with mud, and he crawled and cried loudly, looking at somewhere in the void, his eyes full of fear.

"Young Master!"

The team was shouting loudly, hoarse.

He was not Suningan's opponent in the first place, not to mention that he was distracted, if he was distracted, his hand would definitely be slow, and if he was slow, it would be broken.

The sky swirled, and darkness fell.

Suningan cut off his head with a knife.

More than a thousand years ago, although the martial arts were exhausted, it was not to the extent that it was more than a thousand years later, and he was also a Dirty Realm martial artist, the guy in front of him who was beheaded by Suningan was stronger than many Dirty Realm martial artists in later generations, and Fan Minghui, who seemed to be about to step into a half-step innate life, was much inferior to him.

Su Ningan took a deep breath and came to Lan Daoming.

He couldn't help but frown.

A smell of urine came to my face.

The kid was already scared to pee.

It was the woman in red who scared him to pee, and when she stepped forward to fight, Su Ning'an had already used her as a sacrifice to ask the gods to descend into the world, and threw the mahogany comb out.