Chapter 117 can withstand and fight

Just as Zhang Yanyan was thinking about how to take advantage of the existing situation to gain more advantages for himself. From the dense forest to the south, a man suddenly flashed out.

This man was not short, wearing a night coat, with a black cloth covering his face, and a man under his side.

During the audience, the five people stopped fighting one after another, looking at the masked man who came uninvited.

"Uh...... I'm sorry, I'm passing by, I'm passing by!" said the masked man, looking at the crowd with some embarrassment, and retreated towards the camp gate as he spoke.

Zhang Yanyan and Lu Huahua glanced at each other quietly, thinking that the two had already recognized Lin Fenghuo under the masked man's ribs, the girl shook her head slightly, signaling not to make extraneous branches, after all, both of them are more dangerous now, and it will be a bit more than worth the loss to establish a strong enemy.

Zhang Yanyan looked at the masked young man who was approaching him step by step, and when he was four or five feet away from the black mountain, he suddenly shouted, "Brother Lu!

Before the water front carrying Lin Fenghuo could react, Hei Rushan snorted coldly, and slapped at the other party with a move of the Nine Yin Cloak Cloud Hand.

Shui Feng was helpless in his heart, and secretly slandered himself: "Hei Rushan, you big fool! How could my grandfather send such a stupid person to carry out a mission? I said that I passed by, and I passed by the name of the road? Besides, four or five feet away from you, your house attacked people from such a distance?"

However, the young man couldn't let the other two know about this mission, so it was not easy to identify himself, so he had to keep dodging these palms.

Hei Rushan chased a few palms, but the other party was slippery and didn't make much achievements, so he had to give up. Looking at the masked young man who fled in a hurry, the masked man also reacted that he had fallen for Zhang Yan. couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the heroic young man, and said inwardly: "Stinky boy, don't play tricks, I see who else can save you." ”

As soon as the words fell, three more figures came out of the dense forest, it was Yi Xifeng, Zhao Long, and Wang Bodang.

Yi Xifeng glanced at everyone present, and his heart was indescribably shocked. At this time, the white pure young man's internal strength was repaired before, plus he slowly recovered when he was in a hurry, and he had already recovered seventy percent of his combat strength. Zhao Long also recovered to about six or seven percent, this is still because Yi Xifeng was not lightly injured in the previous battle, otherwise he should be able to recover to more than ninety percent.

This is the magic of the wine qi to resist the strength, although he can't strengthen his own soul like the water dragon yin, but the recovery of the physical body and the recovery of internal strength is incomparable to other five-element level exercises.

"If you go after the man, he went over there. Xingmu looked at the three people on the field a little helplessly and said.

Zhao Long didn't talk nonsense, and pulled out the two straight knives at his waist, obviously ready for battle.

Zhang Yanyan touched his nose with some pity, if it was him, he would definitely pretend to chase the masked young man first, and then sneak attack one of the three of them.

However, since his intentions have been revealed, Zhang Yanyan did not talk nonsense, and said in a deep voice: "Since you have passed the assessment of the martial arts competition, you are already a member of the guard iron suit, then I, as the captain of the ninth column of the guard iron suit, will temporarily recruit and transfer you to fight the enemy together!"

Yi Xifeng looked at the three opponents in front of him with a solemn face, he couldn't judge the strength of the other party from his breath, but the sense of oppression gave people was stronger than the second one.

Three Chivalrous Realm Martial Artists?!

More than half an hour ago, a second criminal who had just set foot in the realm of chivalry almost wiped out the six of them. Although Zhou Di and Zhong Lingxi were both injured at that time, they had little internal strength left. But the strength of the chivalrous realm, the white young man deeply understands.

As if seeing the young man's hesitation, Zhang Yanyan continued, "Don't worry, hold steady, we can win!"

Yi Xifeng glanced at the young man with a golden inner strength, and the tall girl on the side. Of course he remembered the two of them, but he was still skeptical of each other's words.

"Wang Bodang, you go and help Lu Huahua, pay attention to the other party's ability to cast a divine soul attack, be careful of the red mang!" Zhang Yanyan commanded.

The fur boy immediately dodged to Luhuahua's side.

"Yi Xifeng, Zhao Long, the two of you and I will meet these two friends from the Demon Kingdom!" Zhang Yanyan grinned and attacked Heirushan first.

Yi Xifeng didn't dare to slack off, and immediately greeted the night sword and cold star.

Bai Xi smiled contemptuously, "There are three little dolls who haven't grown up yet, and they want to deal with me and my wife?" Okay, I want to see if they are like you, so resistant!"

With that, the blade of the sword in her hand swung in the air, and a sword like the scorching sun stabbed straight at Zhao Long, who was closest to her.

The young man in the hat did not dare to be careless, and the double knives in his hands quickly turned into pieces of petals, gathering in front of him, forming a mirror-like disc.

"Boom!" There was a crisp sound, and the fragments of the sword shattered, and the white sword didn't even stop at all!

The look of shock in Zhao Long's eyes flashed, and he just wanted to recall the blade shatter and release the Qinglian Hundred Flowers Burial to defend against this attack, only to see a golden figure, flashing in front of him, and slapping his palm on the sword gang that slashed him.

The expected roar did not come, Bai Xi's condensed sword gang was beaten into powder by Zhang Yanyan's palm, and the shattered yang attribute internal strength surrounded the heroic young man's body, making his already thick golden internal strength even thicker.

Bai Xi looked at the sword he was bound to get, but was turned invisible by the other party's blow, and he didn't react for a while, and he wanted to make another move, but he was stopped by the black mountain on the side.

"The Holy Flame is extinguished?" asked Hei Rushan with a solemn face.

Zhang Yanyan smiled slightly, "I call it the Flame Golden Yang Palm." ”

The Flame Extinguishing Technique is an internal strength technique of the Holy War Hall, and those who practice this kind of exercise can only have the internal strength of the yang attribute or the fire attribute, and they have a high resistance to the internal strength attacks of these two attributes.

It was through the inspiration of the Holy Flame Extinguishing Technique that Zhang Yanyan comprehended his own set of techniques, and the effect was similar to it. The victory lies in being able to turn the yang attribute and the fire attribute into its own internal strength.

The heroic young man ignored Hei Rushan, turned his head sideways and said to Zhao Long and Yi Xifeng: "Stand by my side, attack with all your might, I will protect you two thoroughly!"

Zhao Long and Yi Xifeng glanced at each other and asked in unison:

"Can you stand it?"

Zhang Yanyan stretched out his hand and patted the two teenagers who were a head shorter than himself, and said with a confident expression: "If I can't protect you in the entire Yinren Village, then there are really few guards in iron clothes who can protect you." ”

Hearing what the heroic young man said, Yi Xifeng didn't talk nonsense, and with a wave of the Cold Star Sword in his hand, one hundred and eighty-four sword shadows filled the sky above Liangchen Gang in an instant. Zhao Long was also unambiguous, and the two blades were quickly retracted into his sleeves and ready to go.

Zhang Yanyan looked up at the sword shadow Changhe who looked like a swimming dragon and the young man with the hat behind his hands on the side, and asked jokingly:

"Did you get the fight?"

Zhao Long snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

Yi Xifeng muttered: "If we can't fight, there will be no one among the teenagers in Yinren Village!"