It's too late, it's too soon.

Leng Mei leaned against Jiang Yichen and shrunk his body under his waist.

Although his movement was restricted, it did not prevent Jiang Yichen from twisting his body, and Leng Mei's move made enough space for him to perform his formation-breaking move.

I saw Jiang Yichen raise the Tianhe sword, the sword was in line with his shoulders, the blade of the sword sank slightly, his waist was twisted, and the sword was like a long stick, sweeping in all directions.

As the blade of the sword drew a large arc, a sword qi was like a substance, like the ripples that were stirred up after the stubborn stone fell into the water, rippling towards the periphery.

With the blessing of Yin Feng Gong, this formation-breaking style is incomparably domineering, and the sword qi ripples are indestructible, as if it is cutting the heavens and the earth!

The formation-breaking sword qi was mainly concentrated on the cold charm side.

The two of them are restricted together, and it is not easy to get out of trouble at the same time, so it is the best policy to help one person solve the situation first.

The sword qi that cut the heavens and the earth was close at hand, and the two horse bandits who were holding Leng Mei's legs had never thought of retreating, and they couldn't avoid it at the moment.

They could only watch as the tangible sword qi submerged into their arms, and before they could feel any pain, their whole body was already out of balance and fell forward.

Although they were not afraid of death, it was difficult to suppress the fear that flooded from the depths of their hearts when they saw that the pair of arms growing on their bodies were separated from their torsos and the neat incisions were splashed with blood like pillars.

The tense mind collapsed in an instant, and before they let out a hoarse wail, the sharp pain behind the severed arm made them completely faint.

At the moment when her legs were free, Leng Mei didn't care about removing the four severed hands that were still firmly gripping her legs and feet first, but immediately turned around and danced her twin thorns to pounce on the other two horse bandits who were holding Jiang Yichen's legs and feet.

The culling is to force the two to retreat, even if it is a foot.

It's just that Leng Mei underestimated the bravery and fearlessness of these horse bandits, and seeing that the double stabs in their hands were already in the flesh and bones, they didn't blink, and shouted in pain.

However, although Leng Mei's body is petite, her momentum cannot be underestimated, she even cast a Jingmen before kicking her legs, and the two of them were only separated by Jiang Yichen, when she used herself as a boulder and smashed it desperately at the two horse bandits, the two were still overwhelmed, and they were knocked back more than three feet.

The right arm of one of the horse bandits was cut in half by the cold palace under this violent impact, and the arm was broken and the blood was wide open.

The other bandit suffered in the waist and abdomen, and was pronounced dead when Hangong Zhegui was removed from his body with broken intestines and broken kidneys.

A series of tacit reactions and actions were completed only in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the offensive of the two death row prisoners in the air finally fell.

The twin axes blew up a broken "two" deep mark where Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen were standing before!

The body of another death row prisoner smashed a half-foot pit directly into the ground!

The two were able to avoid these two blockbuster attacks.

Although in just two rounds, Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen killed three dead soldiers, and three lost the strength to fight again, but it was difficult to get a chance to breathe.

After the two death row inmates missed the air, there was no delay for a moment, and the second reaction was extremely fast.

The man with the double axe staggered and brandished the pair of huge killing weapons, like a giant crocodile with sharp teeth and sharp teeth, and slashed at the two of them with murderous energy.

The death row prisoner who smashed out of the half-foot huge pit, a dry land plucking onions with mud and debris all over the ground, although he was tall and broad, he was like a dragon and a snake, and anyone who was caught by the baring arms would be difficult to break free.

Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen are just like the reef on the coast, there is no way back, facing the shore to come, a wave is not finished, a wave of rising waves, facing the impact of wave after wave, if you are not careful, you will be beaten to pieces.

Although the three parties came from different routes, their tactical arrangements were extremely simple and effective.

Whether it is Leng Mei or Jiang Yichen, their bodies are extremely cunning and agile, and the tactics of these dead soldiers are to restrict the movement of the two first, and then use the killer.

And the cooperation between these dead soldiers only stayed in tactics, and there was no scruple in shooting, and scenes of injuring 800 enemies and losing 1,000 appeared one after another.

As a result, the number of severed limbs on the ground increased, and only half of the thirty dead were left after half an hour.

Although Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen did not lack arms and legs and suffered heavy injuries, their bodies and limbs had dark purple bruises strangled by chains, flesh and skin that were lifted by the crescent scimitar, and blood holes cut out by silver hooks, and there were many scars, which were shocking!

Just when Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen were forced to disperse by the pair of mourning axes again and fell into their own situation, a black-robed man rubbed and hung on Jiang Yichen's back.

At the beginning of the war, the resentment of the Nine Lives Cat Demon overshadowed the murderous aura, and they were defeated and retreated again and again by Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen as a breakthrough, but after a long battle, the strong smell of blood had made them fall into madness, and they didn't care about it at all, and the means of exchanging their lives for their lives were frequent, and only two people survived so far, and the black-robed man hanging on Jiang Yichen's back was one of them.

The black-robed man no longer had a silver hook on his right wrist, but a neat blood-red facet, but the silver nail on his right foot had already taken advantage of the situation to pierce Jiang Yichen's right calf, and his left hand was tightly clasped around Jiang Yichen's left shoulder, and it was actually bitten down on the back of Jiang Yichen's neck.

Jiang Yichen was in pain, and he was about to stab backwards when he raised his sword, but unexpectedly, three cold chains converged in the air, encircled his right arm, and he couldn't move for a while.

Although the wrist is not yet restricted, shaking a sword flower can also hurt the black-robed man on his back, in order to be safe and control the enemy as soon as possible, Jiang Yichen's left hand formed a claw-like shape, and reached behind his right shoulder, and the index finger and middle finger of the ring finger went straight to the black-robed man's face cover, and after the big and small thumbs touched the sides of the black-robed man's cheeks, his wrist shook imperceptibly.

I saw that the black-robed man's hideous face, which was originally round and straight-eyed, trembled, drooped as if unconscious, lifeless, and followed Jiang Yichen's palm on the door in front of him, and the black-robed man fell back silently.

Even though he got rid of the entanglement of a black-robed man, Jiang Yichen's right wrist was still tightly locked by three chains.

In the moment when he felt bad, his injured right leg was also pinned in the middle by three other chains.

The chains were attached to the shackles at one end, which were originally used to control the death row prisoners, but over the years they became one of their usual weapons.

One by one, the death row prisoners have rough skin and thick flesh, and their lethality is not much better than that of the horse bandits and black-robed people, Leng Mei and Jiang Yichen have always avoided their edge, and there are still nine death row prisoners present, which is the strongest combat power in the field.

On one side is a black-robed man, two death row prisoners and four horse bandits besiege Leng Mei, and it is difficult to echo Jiang Yichen.

On the other side, at the moment when the black-robed man climbed onto Jiang Yichen's back, the other seven death row inmates had already constructed a cage for him.

The chains came from the four death row inmates, and the two death row inmates cooperated with the four people, waiting for the opportunity to tie Jiang Yichen's hands and feet with chains.

The chain was nearly a zhang long, except for a dead body lying on the ground, there was no one else within half a zhang of Jiang Yichen's body.

The remaining death row prisoner with a heavy hammer has already made up his strength and is about to smash the turtle in this urn!

Jiang Yichen sensed that the danger was approaching, but he was thinking about it quickly in his heart.

Unleash a hundred-step flying sword?

The distance is too close, the lethality is insufficient, with the strength of the opponent's body, it is not a problem to resist hard, if he can't get out of trouble, he will no longer rely on his bare hands.

Open the door?

Each has one hand and one foot to be bound, even the eight formations are useless.

After a hundred thoughts turned, Jiang Yichen had already glimpsed in his mind the scene of himself being half-dead after being hammered.

I heard a crisp bell ringing in my ears.

The ringtone stayed by his side until he was forced to leave.

The silver bell was obtained in the wheel battle, and Leng Mei tied it to her feet so that Jiang Yichen could judge where she was.

Ling Yin is on the side, is it Leng Mei who came to save him?

Flutter!

Jiang Yichen didn't have time to judge the source of the sound, and suddenly felt that the two chains under his feet suddenly loosened, how dare he delay the good opportunity that Leng Mei created for him, and he flickered and moved, avoiding the roaring hammer.

Boom!

Another hammer fell, hitting the target.

But it was a cold muffled snort that came into Jiang Yichen's ears.

With Jiang Yichen's current insight, he can already restore what happened in the previous moment.

Leng Mei and him were separated by at least two zhang distance, and if she wanted to break through the encirclement in an instant, she could only use the Shocking Gap.

Although the Storm Gap can defeat the enemy in an instant, it will cause a lot of burden on the user's body, and the two have long discussed that they will never use this method unless they have to.

Seeing that Jiang Yichen was in danger, Leng Mei still cast a shocking gap, cutting off the heads of the two death row prisoners with one blow.

But after a series of hard battles, and then he showed a shocking gap, and Leng Mei's body was extremely stiff for a while, as if he had lost consciousness.

As soon as the death row prisoner wielding a heavy hammer saw that the attack on Jiang Yichen could not succeed, he turned his spearhead at Leng Mei and hit it with a hammer.

Unexpectedly, Leng Mei was powerless to dodge, and he was forced to take this hammer.

Jiang Yichen was angry from his heart, the thick bloody qi poured into his nose, the Yin Feng Gong hammered his heart like a war drum, and the majestic true qi gathered in his limbs and hundreds of remains, with this strength, he loosened the sword in his hand, and forcibly pulled his right arm out of the three iron chains.

Three blood marks were added to the pale right hand, and he re-grasped the Tianhe Sword, and in the flickering of his figure, Jiang Yichen pierced the eyebrows of the heavy hammer death row prisoner with a sword!

He used his left hand, which was not holding a sword, to help Leng Mei get up and kill the last eleven dead soldiers together!

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As the last dead man fell, Leng Mei finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes suddenly darkened, and his body shook.

Hearing the silver bell swaying gently behind him, but no footsteps sounded, Jiang Yichen secretly exclaimed in his heart, and an arrow flashed to Leng Mei's side and hugged it.

Stretched out his hand to hold Leng Meihao's wrist, confirming that it was due to the exhaustion of his mental strength due to repeated hard battles, and the loss of a lot of essence and blood due to flesh wounds, coupled with the fact that he had been blocked by the weight hammer in his body, and he had been struggling to hold on, so that Fang Cai's mind showed signs of fainting for a short time when he was a little relaxed, and there was no major problem, so he was a little relieved.

At the moment, I couldn't take care of much, so I gently stroked my hand on Leng Mei's back, and ran the "Acupoint Pulse Interception Heart Method" to slowly cross into the internal breath to help it invigorate the meridians and regulate the breath.

"Poof!"

After spitting out the blood in his body, Leng Mei suddenly sobered up a lot, and the two snuggled up to each other and walked towards the wooden house.

But there were a few steady and capable footsteps, quickly from far and near.

There was also a vigorous and powerful shout, "Slow!"