Liu Yingwen saw a huge semicircular light mask in mid-air from a distance, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The guardian cover of the immortal array!

As a native of Xiandu, he had seen a lot of them more than ten years ago.

That time, the earth dragon in the eastern suburbs turned over. The city was implicated, and many houses collapsed. At the moment when the earth shook and the sky shook, a large shroud of colorful light rose almost simultaneously on the palaces of the princes and ministers.

However, there is no princely mansion in front, how can there be an immortal array?

Shouldn't it be...... With a sudden suddenness in his heart, Liu Yingwen couldn't help but press the storage bag on his waist.

The familiar touch made his heart instantly reassured: Hmph, even if there is the protection of the immortal array, the master is not afraid. The magic weapon given by Lord Youyang is not mistaken, and any immortal array will be blown up!

Thinking like this, he had no fear, raised his sword and waved it, and ordered everyone to speed up.

A short time later, a group of people was just a street away from the mask.

Because of the mask, they couldn't see the other side at all.

Worried that there was an ambush inside, Liu Yingwen ordered to stop advancing.

He squinted his eyes, put his left hand on his forehead, and shouted to the other side of the street: "Listen to the people inside! You are already surrounded, and you can't fly! Obediently disarm and surrender is your only way to survive!"

After shouting, he glanced at Chang Sui.

The latter raised his throat and took the lead in shouting: "Disarm and surrender!"

The rest of the people also shouted in unison: "Disarm and surrender, disarm and surrender, disarm and surrender, surrender ......."

Before the third time was finished, a bright light swished out of the light mask.

"Zheng—"

It burst through the sky, as fast as lightning!

Liu Yingwen only felt a flower in front of him, and then, the top of his head was cold and swishing.

"Ahh

Later, he saw Chang Sui staring at him with wide eyes, and his eyes were full of horror: "Master, your helmet ......"

Liu Yingwen shivered and reached out to touch his head.

Where else are the helmets?

He turned his head abruptly.

Behind it, there was a large empty space. One of the guards fell to the ground. An iron arrow stuck in his forehead.

The body of the arrow was halfway in, and the tail of the arrow was trembling rapidly.

What a sharp arrow!

Liu Yingwen seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and his heart was cold.

At the same time, there were bursts of cheers from the opposite side: "Mighty, mighty!"

The private warriors felt like they were about to burn. They were thrilled to be at the forefront of their lives and face their enemies side by side. As a result, the adult also showed his hand...... Ahhh

Shen Yun curled the corners of his mouth and clapped his hands with a smile: "Now they don't dare to make any more noise." "This Liu Yingwen actually knows that attacking the heart is the best. The private warriors are all on the battlefield for the first time, and their minds have not yet been tempered, so they can't be bewitched by him like this.

The owner of the Wang Fang looked down at the longbow in his hand, and was astonished - the lord shot an arrow, but he took out an arrow from the quiver behind him casually, and did not aim it, but threw it casually.

It's ruthless and accurate.

This secret weapon kung fu is simply superb!

He has practiced archery for most of his life, but he thinks that his one-handed archery skills are not worthy of carrying shoes......

The men in black on the other side really shut up in unison. The world is clean again.

Liu Yingwen relieved himself, and the whole person looked like he had just been fished out of the water.

Immortal Official! Definitely Immortal Official! This kind of archery technique is not something that a mortal martial artist can use. Damn Shen Yun, there is actually the support of the immortal official behind him. No wonder my uncle died tragically, and none of my family's marksmen survived!

That's fine. Even the immortal official was blown up together!

He stared at the other side like a poisonous snake, his eyes like a big storm, full of madness, and he smiled and reached for the storage bag on his waist.

I don't want to, this time I actually touched the void!

What about my storage bags?

He looked down in a panic.

The waist is empty, and there is still a trace of storage bags!

It contains a magic weapon given by Lord Yang. Without them, how am I going to blow up this damn shield, how am I going to blow up the ants hiding inside?

Liu Yingwen felt a "buzz" explode in his mind.

Splitting headaches!

"No—" He clutched his head in his hands and screamed frantically.

"Master!" Chang Sui was frightened by his appearance - Master, he was frightened crazy by the arrow just now.

The sudden change made everyone's scalp tingle.

Uncle has become like this, can this job still be done?

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted, "Run, run for your life."

The crowd woke up one after another, turned their heads, and fled.

If you want to escape, there is no door!

Shen Yun saw the opportunity, raised his arms and shouted, and the first one rushed out of the light mask: "Kill!"

"Kill—"

A rush of enthusiasm rushed to his head, and the owner of the Wang Fang only felt as if he was dozens of years younger, so he followed closely and rushed out the second one.

The third!the fourth...... The private warriors of the whole battalion flocked to it.

In the blink of an eye, they caught up with the man in black, mixed with him, and fought.

These black-clothed men are actually the private warriors carefully cultivated by Master Liu. They are good at archery, and their fists and feet are mediocre. At this moment, the two sides are mixed up, and the art of archery is completely useless. The man in black had to draw his short-pointed knife to defend himself.

As the saying goes, one inch is long, one inch is strong. Short-pointed knives are sharp, but they are not skilled at them. Yes, with the eyebrow whistle stick, even the other party's body can't get close.

Liu Yingwen is completely sober this time. He shouted and ordered: "Array, array!"

It's a code word. In fact, he told everyone not to fight with the enemy, but to quickly withdraw out, open the distance, and shoot arrows with bows.

As soon as the words fell, a cyan figure flashed in front of him.

The next breath, the world spins. The face hurts hotly.

Immediately after, "crackling", the sticks rained down on the back.

"Ahh

Shen Yun didn't expect Liu Yingwen to be so useless.

Even such goods dare to step on my turf!

He pursed his lips, slapped the knife in his hand, and overturned Liu Yingwen's long follower.

The private warriors who followed immediately raised their whistle sticks, surrounded them, and made a gesture to beat them indiscriminately.

Then a sharp-eyed man shouted, "Stop, stop!" ”

Come on, just tie it up.

In this way, Shen Yun overturned one in front, and the private warriors in the back surrounded him and tied people up directly.

His speed seems to be too fast, and the private warriors are in small teams and are specifically responsible for tying up people, but they can't keep up!

"Lord!" Zhao Xuan and Mochi originally wanted to hide secretly. Seeing this, for fear of being injured by mistake, the two hurriedly tore off the black scarves on their faces and raised their hands to identify themselves.

In fact, Shen Yun recognized the two of them in the crowd as early as when he was in the light mask.

"Go back to the circle first. He beckoned to the two of them, and the speed of his hands did not decrease by half a point. As he spoke, he slashed down three men in black one after another.

Zhao Xuan smiled: "You can use a knife to kill chickens." Take a break. ”

The main man's frame style is no different from cutting leeks. Well, there's a difference: leeks don't be afraid, but people do.

No, the men in black who hadn't been cut down were frightened and threw away the short-pointed knives in their hands. More than 200 people squatted on the ground with their heads in unison.

It turned out that "obediently disarmed and surrendered" was talking about themselves.