In a series of fights, it can be said that he didn't keep his hands at all, but he still failed to bring any powerful damage to the four sergeants, and it seems that the strength of these four people is still above his estimate.

He didn't even have to look to see that the two men who had been slashed upside down by himself had regained their long knives and were walking in his direction, and although they inevitably suffered some injuries from the slash, it was not enough to make them lose their strength.

It's a tricky bunch...... And if there are some more ordinary sergeants of the patrol battalion, the scene may be even more tricky.

He knew that his time was limited, so he didn't wait any longer, the halberd shook slightly, stabbed straight out, facing the two long knives, still moving forward, although the alley was not suitable for the full force of the halberd, just now his sweep was also held in the middle, not the end, but after all, this is a weapon on the battlefield, a weapon for group battles!

So he didn't wait for the four of them to merge, but ran first, and the halberd dragged a string of water on the ground and rushed straight at the two sergeants who were rushing towards him......

In just a moment, the halberd stabbed straight out!

Gao Changgong once said that he was more powerful but not enough to change, so he chose a halberd as a weapon, and after several battles, his halberd was already pressed against the blade of a long knife, and the spine of the knife was pressed against the sergeant's chest.

To break out of this alley......

Abu looked at the other three people who came up, the breath in his chest became more and more rapid, the halberd weighed twenty catties, it was not a weapon that could fight for a long time, and in the round of wielding and fighting just now, he consumed several times more strength than the other four.

He seemed to be going to take a step closer and press down the blade to cut straight into the sergeant's flesh, but he didn't expect him to retract the halberd violently, and one jumped over the sergeant's head, and the halberd pushed backwards, sweeping the sergeant out, just as it happened to hit the three people who swung the knife head-on.

Abu didn't have time to look back, so he ran towards the mouth of the alley.

The scream in the wind and rain sounded again, with a smell of cold death, Abu raised his eyebrows, his legs slammed to one side, and at the same time, a crossbow arrow happened to sweep the side of his face, and then he swung his halberd to pick another crossbow arrow, and continued all the way forward.

But soon, soon, the third and fourth bolts arrived!

For the first time, Abu found himself hating such things as crossbows, seemingly light but powerful bolts that followed him almost like maggots on tarsal bones, leaving him with nowhere to run.

He was not a tiger and leopard rider in the sea, he was not wearing iron armor that could resist arrows, and if he really ran away without caring about it, he was afraid that he would turn into a cold corpse in a few moments.

Of course, he couldn't let those people succeed, so the next moment. In his hand, the halberd seemed to turn into a windmill, flashing with a cold knife light, cutting through the rain curtain, and with the thunder rolling in the air, Abu spun around, and the halberd slashed straight away with great strength, slashing at a long knife that chased after him.

Immediately afterwards, another long knife went straight to the side of the halberd's wooden pole and pointed at Abu's fingers clenching the middle of the halberd, and the sergeant had already seen that half of Abu's divine might was relying on this heavy halberd, so he simply forced him to let go!

But Abu suddenly raised the tail end of the halberd, picked it up from the bottom up, and directly hit the arm holding the knife!

Abu's heart was excited, although there was no edge at the end of the halberd, but under such power, even a cultivator's arm could not bear it.

The sergeant snorted, the long knife fell to the ground, and he staggered back a few steps with his arm covered, and when he looked over from Abu's side, the covered arm was obviously broken, even if he could hold the knife with his left hand, but the dexterity of his left hand and his right hand was very different, and in a way, he was already half a waste.

However, Abu knew that his physical strength was very high, and he didn't know how long he could last longer.

The moment he watched the other two check on Paoze's injuries, Abu turned around again and dragged his halberd to run away.

The range of Tang Guo's hand crossbow is not as good as that of the Mo family's hand crossbow, and the stable distance can only reach a hundred steps, beyond this distance, it is difficult to guarantee killing, and what he wants is to run out of this hundred steps.

Just now, several sergeants have already shot the crossbow arrows in their hands, and it will take some time to temporarily reload the crossbows.

Taking advantage of this time difference, Abu simply distanced himself from them.

The two sergeants tucked their crossbows back into their belts, nodded slightly at the other, motioned for him to take care of the badly wounded robe, and then chased after Abu with their knives.

Abu dragged the halberd all the way, and there was no obstacle in front of him.

But that's just his own thoughts.

The sky was overcast like a nightmare, and the rain was pouring in, and Abu was squinting all the way forward, almost out of the alley, but at this moment, a small handleless sword came to him.

The little sword was all black, the light was restrained, and it was even more difficult to distinguish its shape in the rain, and it was strange and strange, and when it passed through the heavy rain curtain and was discovered, it had already reached Abu's eyes.

Abu tried to raise the halberd to resist, but found that the heavy halberd did not have time to react in this way.

The small sword passed through the wooden pole of the halberd, towards his throat, and pressed closer, the cold edge touching his skin, and he felt a trace of pain, and fear finally spread like a tide.

I'm ...... Are you going to die?

It's just that before he could turn his thoughts, there was a sound of gold and iron intertwined in his throat!

I don't know where it came from, a dagger that flickered, just at this moment, went straight to his throat, and it actually struck the black handleless little sword away!

After that, the dagger and the black handleless sword were constantly entangled in the air, colliding with each other, intertwining and separating, looking like a pair of black and white birds flirting with each other in the heavy rain, but there was a full taste of fierceness in it.

And as the dagger continued to climb, it finally got rid of the entanglement of the handleless sword, and like a bird throwing itself into the forest, it flashed away in one direction.

Then, with a grunt of pain, a sergeant in armor rolled down from the roof, rolled up a number of tiles and fell with him to the roof.

And the black handleless sword also seemed to be drained of strength, fluttering weakly, and soon fell to the ground.

Abu didn't hesitate too much, no matter who was controlling the dagger, but this sergeant was obviously the spiritual cultivator who controlled this small sword, he ran, with a loud shout, and the halberd stabbed straight through, directly penetrating the sergeant who had just stood up!

The blood flowed slowly along the edge of the halberd, but it was quickly washed away by the heavy rain, and the rain with blood fell to the ground, blooming cruel and magnificent flowers.

At this time, the dagger finally fell from the sky, but compared with the previous force, the flight trajectory of this shiny dagger now showed a bit of depression, crooked and twisted like a drunken drunk, up and down, and suddenly fell in front of Abu.

Abu stared at the dagger in front of him in a daze, not knowing who was manipulating it, but at least it seemed that the man had also suffered some injuries after a round of fighting, and the connection with the dagger was no longer as strong as before.

Although the battle between spiritual cultivators and spiritual cultivators does not have ** contact many times, the injuries are likely to be much more serious than the ** injuries of qi and blood cultivators, Abu once saw a sergeant who came back from the battlefield, although he did not have any injuries on his body, but after being injured, he became a waste man who could only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, and he had to be taken care of by someone to eat, drink and Lazar.

And more seriously, they directly become the "living dead", even if they are alive, can breathe, have a heartbeat, but as if they have been pulled out of their souls, they fall into a deep sleep, even if they are pricked with needles, they cannot make him feel the slightest sense.

When the doctor met such a patient, there was not much he could do except prescribe a few tonics for self-cultivation, and even if the patient's relatives could continue his life for several months by pouring rice soup, if he could not recover himself, he could only mourn and change.

"Anyway, I hope you're okay. Abu muttered.

When he fought with the mountain bandits on the way to Tang Kingdom before, he received the help of an unknown spiritual cultivator, and I don't know if it was the same person this time, but no matter what, if it wasn't for him to help him block that sword, I am afraid that he would have died now, and I don't know if there is a chance to repay such a kindness.

But his emotion was only a short moment, there were footsteps and angry shouts behind him, and the three sergeants with knives finally arrived, and seeing the robes die in front of them, their originally calm faces finally appeared with anger.

The three long knives swallowed white light, like wind and snow, tearing through the rain curtain.

Abu held the halberd in his hand, and with a burst of arms, the halberd shook out a sharp flower in the air, clanging and smashing with the long knife.