The orange and green light in front of the door of the house reflected each other, which was the Shengmen and Dumen formations set up by Jiang Yichen.

The cold charm dwells in it, lowering its eyes and pranayama.

It's quiet inside the fence.

Whether it is the sound of falling rain or the sound of cold breathing, it is faintly audible.

Outside the fence was bustling.

The sword light crisscrossed between the blades and axes, and Jiang Yichen staggered back and forth under the siege of the five major people's arrests, noisy and noisy.

With one enemy and five, judging from the scene, Jiang Yichen does not fall behind.

In the past, the five major people caught up with each other to compete with many good players, in addition to maximizing their respective strengths through combat tactics, the increasing tacit understanding is also extremely crucial.

However, the five of them are now old, and their mobility is not as good as back then, not to mention, the tacit understanding is more than a star and a half worse than that of the Shadow Martial Arts Hall killers.

As a result, there will inevitably be a lot of omissions.

It was these omissions that gave Jiang Yichen an opportunity.

will not be besieged by five people, and there is no ability to parry, and there is no room for counterattack.

It's just that before he found an absolute opportunity, Jiang Yichen did not use the more lethal Yin Feng Gong, but operated the point point pulse interception heart method, supplementing the internal force loss with the basic characteristics of the wood method, and transforming the frost and snow true qi from time to time to deal with tricky entanglements.

The offensive and defensive situations alternate back and forth.

Time is ticking.

The plain shirt on Jiang Yichen's body had long been stained with dirt mixed with blood, rain, and mud.

The torn cuffs, the ubiquitous scratches and holes, and the creases that were forcefully pulled made the shirt a lot wider.

It was not easy to distinguish other colors on the dirty shirt.

But the redness that seemed to be absent gradually spread, and more and more, more and more eye-catching.

Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei suffered most of the flesh and skin injuries, which were originally small injuries, but they accumulated into a lot, and after the brave and good fighters continued to lose their essence and blood, their combat power would eventually be greatly reduced.

Usually, in the face of the situation that the blood flow is difficult to stop, it is enough to block a few key points, but under high-intensity combat, this move is tantamount to cutting off one's arm and seeking one's own death.

Thanks to the unique effect of frost and snow true qi, Jiang Yichen can temporarily cool the wound with frost, speed up the blood clotting on the surface of the wound, and achieve a good hemostatic effect, which is why even though Jiang Yichen has more wounds than cold charm, his spirit is still fuller.

It's just that as soon as the two of them defeated a group of death row prisoners, the five major people came in close proximity, and they didn't give the two any chance to recuperate at all, fighting fierce battles one after another, frequently attacking and defending between the two, Jiang Yichen kept pulling those wounds frozen by frost with every move, and the frost and snow on the surface of the wounds gradually melted due to the surging of qi and blood in the body, and finally those wounds were torn and bursting, and blood stained the robe!

In less than a cup of tea, Jiang Yichen's mental concentration was declining rapidly.

In a moment of distraction, the ploughman's seven-toothed wooden rake swept towards his face.

Capturing the violent sound of breaking wind in front of him, Jiang Yichen knew that he couldn't dodge, so he simply launched the Yin Wind Gong and suddenly exerted his strength.

The strength is condensed in the edge of the sword, the sword is like a spear, straight and fast, straight back, and the sword pierces the line!

Boom!

As soon as the seven-toothed wooden rake came into contact with the Tianhe Sword Fu, the rake surface was scattered inch by inch.

The ploughman could clearly feel the wooden rake in his hand being pricked fourteen times.

In the blink of an eye, the wooden rake turned into a broken pole, but the cultivator didn't care, it was originally a sweeping attack from left to right, but it was changed to a straight poke, and it was sent straight towards Jiang Yichen's throat, which was a marksmanship move!

The tip of the spear is removed, and the sharpness is naturally greatly reduced, but a gun without the tip of the gun cannot kill.

Jiang Yichen moved when he heard the wind, his feet were rocks, he stood firmly, his knees were slightly bent, his waist was pushed up, his body was backwards, and his head was tilted back, which was worthy of avoiding the broken wood stabbed by the cultivator.

At this moment, the cook and blacksmith who had been forced back by Jiang Yichen's sword qi had already come from the left and right sides.

Both of them are short soldiers in their hands, and the current attack can pose a certain threat to Jiang Yichen, but it is difficult to seriously injure him.

Suddenly, the two of them made the same move without even making eye contact.

went down to the ground to fly the shovel, came to sweep the hall legs, and went straight to Jiang Yichen to the plate.

Although Jiang Yichen walked steadily, how could he withstand the hard kicking of the two?

His feet were kicked off the ground, bringing up debris of dirt.

At this moment, Jiang Yichen was in mid-air, with no place to borrow.

At this moment, Jiang Yichen's door was wide open, and he was slaughtered by others, and he had no power to fight back.

At this moment, the cultivator closest to Jiang Yichen decisively gave up his hand to break the wood, rushed forward, bypassed Jiang Yichen's back with one hand and buckled his side waist, and grabbed Jiang Yichen's feet with the other hand and clamped it firmly in the crook of his arm, so that Jiang Yichen's waist pole was at the lowest level of the level, and then suddenly strengthened Jiang Yichen's landing momentum, and smashed down with his entire body to the ground!

There are many fragile places in the human body, outside the heart, skull, and neck, and then the lumbar vertebrae connecting the upper and lower body.

Although the cooperation of the cultivator, the blacksmith, and the cook was a temporary idea, it happened to be a matter of course, without any flaws, and Jiang Yichen was completely controlled by the other party after his feet were forced off the ground, and he was helpless.

Airplanes!

Jiang Yichen didn't hear the sound of his waist hitting the ground straight up, he only heard the buzzing in his head, if his eyes were not blind, his eyes would be either black in front of him, or the colors were mixed and dazzling.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yichen felt that it was extremely difficult to breathe, not only could he not find the presence of his feet, he didn't even listen to his hands, and he couldn't sense whether he still held a sword in his hand.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the ground was slightly soft and buffered under the infiltration of rain and blood, Jiang Yichen would probably be either dead or disabled.

When Jiang Yichen was dazed, the cultivator withdrew his hands, pressed down as fast as he could, and then gave Jiang Yichen an elbow blow to the abdomen, only to inflict secondary damage on Jiang Yichen's waist.

It made Jiang Yichen vomit a stomach full of bitter water from his stomach and hurriedly devoured undigested food.

A cup of tea has arrived.

The ploughman rises from the ground.

The blacksmith's hammer, the woodcutter's axe, and the cook's knife fell towards Jiang Yichen's vital points.

The fisherman stood by the side, beware of the cold charm.

As long as Leng Mei doesn't use that trick, the fisherman will be very sure to stop it, and in this way, Jiang Yichen will definitely die!

As I get older, my eyes become more and more dirty, as if this world of flowers is a vast and boundless muddy quagmire, and anyone who stays in it for a long time will inevitably get some filth.

But as I get older, I always see things in the distance more and more clearly, as if I can see the essence behind it at a glance by removing the clouds and fog in front of me.

A face was reflected in the fisherman's dirty pupils.

Although the face was three feet away, he could see it clearly.

It was a beautiful and magnificent face, as cute as his granddaughter, but the owner of the face in front of him was a killer.

A killer who kills people without blinking, and is terrifying.

He saw Leng Mei open his eyes.

The movement was so loud, of course she would open her eyes.

There was a chill in those sharp eyes.

He saw Leng Mei move.

It's coming in his direction!

But in the next moment, he could only see the slightly closed door.

It seems that no one has ever meditated in front of the house, but in the house.

The fisherman was in a trance for a moment.

It wasn't until a gust of wind and a drizzle soaked his wrinkled face that he came to his senses.

He could see clearly that there was a flash of shock in the wind and rain.

The fisherman sighed, with joy and sorrow in his heart.

The good thing is that he knows that the gap is very expensive to Leng Mei, and they can force Leng Mei to this, of course they can be proud, and once this move comes out, Leng Mei will probably not have the strength to fight again.

The sad thing is that he can understand things, Leng Mei should be clear, Leng Mei is resolute and resolute to save people, and he is bound to kill.

He had seen Leng Mei unload the heads of two death row inmates with his own eyes, and the five of them were ashamed of the stiffness of the death row inmates.

Death row inmates are hard to escape, who among them can escape?

Suddenly, my mind turned.

The fisherman had turned around, and was not surprised to see that the blacksmith, the woodcutter, and the cook had missed the blow, but the ploughman was nowhere to be found.

The pink glow faded in that square inch and reappeared in another place.

Leng Mei squatted on the ground and helped Jiang Yichen get up, but even she couldn't stand up.

Beside him, the ploughman spread out his hands and clutched the huge gap around his neck, but he couldn't stop the blood from bursting out of the embankment.

After only a few breaths, the ploughman collapsed with a bang.

Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen were unaware of this, and were still trying to stand up and fight.

The fishermen, blacksmiths, woodcutters, and cooks who saw this scene had grief and indignation in their eyes and farewell, but they did not cowardly or flinch.

If one of the five is still alive, he will willingly be the straw that breaks the camel's back.

Even though all five were dead, they didn't think the two young men would survive at the hands of the man.