Chapter 112: Traps
Manor.
Xiao Jun, who was about to rush to support, suddenly felt a cold wind hitting his back, and he didn't have time to think about it, he exerted a second force in the air, kicked behind him with a roundabout kick, and turned around and retreated sharply at the same time!
it!
At the moment when Xiao Jun turned around, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, because the person who attacked him behind him was actually holding a scimitar with a cold light in his hand, and he was slashing at his ankle!
Xiao Jun didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly withdrew the leg that had been stretched out halfway, and at the same time, the other foot kicked out violently, instantly kicked on the opponent's blade, bounced back with his strength, and then turned around and rushed in the direction where the sound came from again.
It seemed that from the moment they entered this manor, they had already entered the ambush of each other.
Now Xiao Jun can be sure that this is indeed a trap.
The black-clothed killer who sneaked up on the attack flew backwards involuntarily under the force of Xiao Jun's kick and fell to the ground.
But if you think that you can go to support the two of you now, you would be very wrong!
At the moment when Xiao Jun jumped up again, the sound of breaking the sky suddenly broke in the darkness, and countless sharp arrows came towards him, overwhelming the sky!
Xiao Jun was shocked, hurriedly closed his momentum, and retreated with all his strength!
But at the same time, the killer who was repelled just now had already killed at once, and the scimitar in his hand stabbed Xiao Jun fiercely in the back of the heart!
The front and back strikes are seamless! It seems to be specially prepared for Xiao Jun.
Xiao Jun felt the chill coming from behind him again, and before he had time to think about it, his body suddenly spun in the air, strangely dodging the attack of the black-clothed killer behind him, and took the scimitar from the killer's hand, and then went around behind the black-clothed killer.
The black-clothed killer was still stunned, but countless sharp arrows had already struck like lightning!
In the midst of the screams, the black-clothed killer was instantly shot into a hornet's nest by the sharp arrows shot by his own people! He fell heavily to the ground, and this time, he couldn't get up again.
But another strange thing has quietly happened, Xiao Jun, who originally went around behind the black-clothed killer, suddenly disappeared!
Disappeared out of thin air!
Immediately after, a bright light flashed, and a bloodthirsty scimitar appeared like lightning, and flew into the bushes of trees that had just been shot by the sharp arrow!
Immediately afterwards, there was a series of screams! Then I saw that people were falling from the bushes! Some people had already jumped out of the bushes and tried to escape, but it was too late!
A scimitar slashes all the archers hiding in the bushes with lightning speed, killing them in one blow!
The moment the scimitar landed, a gray figure appeared on the wall behind the archers.
Xiao Jun didn't know when he got behind the archers.
The black-clad killers were killed by their own arrows, while the archers were slain by their own swords.
Xiao Jun glanced at it coldly, and once again swept in the direction of the sound of fighting.
This is the third time he has opened the killing ring! And this time, it is destined to be extraordinary.
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"Third brother, are you alright?!"
Feng Bo Evil repelled the three black-clothed killers, took advantage of the gap to glance at the different directions of the bag, and asked loudly while wearing a big mouthful of rough air.
"It's okay, I can't die yet!"
Bao Wei half-knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, blood was flowing out along the wound on his lower abdomen.
"I'm here to help, you go and ask the Lord for support!"
Feng Bo glared viciously at the dozen or so black-clothed people in front of him, and said in a deep voice. The hand holding the knife kept shaking, although he was still tough, but his condition was not much better than that of Bao Wei, and he was also covered in scars and blood.
"I'm afraid it's too late, just now I heard that the lord's side seems to have been ambushed!"
Bao Wei shook his head and said.
Listening to Bao Wei's words, Feng Bo Evil's whole heart sank, but his eyes were still staring at the black-clothed killer opposite, and he had no intention of retreating.
More than a dozen killers dressed in black, each holding a scimitar in their hands, were staring coldly at Bao and Feng, their eyes were cold and full of murderous aura.
The bodies of several black-clothed killers were already lying in a pool of blood on the ground, which was the result of the desperate efforts of Bao and Feng, but there were too many enemies, and both of them were seriously injured.
Bao and Feng both knew in their hearts at this time that they might not be able to survive tonight, but they still did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but felt a trace of relief.
Perhaps, this day should have come a long time ago, and it can be regarded as a relief.
At this moment, more than a dozen black-clothed killers suddenly stopped trying, and all rushed over in a swarm, more than a dozen scimitars flashed with cold light, slashing their heads and covering their faces, and all of them beckoned to the body of the evil man.
"Third brother, I'm going first!"
Before he could finish speaking, the storm evil had already rushed out again, clutching the knife in his hand, and slashing at the nearest enemy.
At this moment, the turmoil was evil, and a smile actually appeared on his face.
Determination to die!
"I'm coming!"
At this moment, a gray figure suddenly flashed, and in an instant, it stopped in front of the evil body, and in the loud shouts, it had already ghostly rushed into the crowd of black-clothed killers!
At the same time, the screams shook the sky! One after another, the black-clothed killers fell in a pool of blood, and there was no time to resist!
Xiao Jun!
Fortunately, it arrived in time.
Between the swings of his fists and feet, there was a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, he had already knocked down seven or eight black-clothed killers!
Tianshan Liuyang Palm, Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, Luohan Fist, pirated Shaolin 72 stunts, all kinds of martial arts moves emerge in an endless stream, and there are many changes, and the black-clothed killers have no time to resist at all, and they are completely unsure what Xiao Jun's next move will be.
After a long time, all the black-clothed killers had fallen, and only Xiao Jun was left, standing in place covered in blood.
The gray monk's robe was dyed blood red at this time.
Looking at Xiao Jun standing between blood and corpses like a god, Bao Wei and Feng Bo Evil were stunned, and a sense of awe that could not be described in words rose in their hearts.
saved.
Feng Bo Evil and Bao Wei breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and sat down on the ground, with a smile on their faces.
But Xiao Jun did not turn to leave, but squinted his eyes, staring closely into the darkness opposite, his fists clenched.
He felt a murderous aura that he had never felt before, slowly coming from the darkness, and getting closer and closer to him, more and more intense.
There are also enemies, and they are very different from the strength of those killers just now!
Finally, a hazy black figure slowly walked out of the darkness, it was an old man in purple with a masked face, carrying a sword on his back, a sword that Xiao Jun looked very familiar with, but couldn't remember.
The two were ten meters apart, and they all stood still, looking at each other coldly.
A murderous aura gradually spread in the manor, filled with a strong aura of death.
The real war seems to have just begun.