Without waiting for him to think about it any more, Sui Ziang stepped forward and leaned over to grab the end of the iron arrow with iron feathers, as if trying to provoke him. He said hatefully: "It's cheaper for you...... Cheaper for you...... But they're not that cheap......"

Behind him, there stood a mage wearing a dark robe. Looking sixty or seventy years old, holding a small peachwood sword, he was asking a crossbowman what to say with his face sideways.

These are the people who should be in ambush in the tunnels - this is the time!

Li Bochen's hand was originally holding the iron arrow, and when he saw Sui Ziang's hand about to touch the iron feather, he suddenly shouted and pushed the arrow forward!

The iron arrow was so heavy that even with all his strength, he couldn't swing it like a normal spear. But he had already prepared, and the blow was so powerful that it slashed through Sui Ziang's palm, almost slicing his palm open, and then slammed firmly into his right knee.

Sui Ziang Najia is the heavy armor of the government soldiers, the armor skirt is not long, and it does not protect the knees. Therefore, the end of the iron arrow hit his kneecap, and he heard a click, and his leg was bent backwards!

Sui Ziang let out a cry of pain after a while, as if he didn't expect Li Bochen to be alive and alive like this. A day ago, he would have fallen to the ground and shivered after this cry of pain. But now, I don't know what evil I have fallen into, but I glared at him again, grabbed the wooden fence of the cell door next to him, and stood firm.

A few crossbowmen reacted quickly, and as soon as they saw Li Bochen throw away the iron arrow, grab the long knife on the side and stand up, they immediately pulled the trigger. But Li Bochen flashed to the side, and only three crossbow arrows hit him in the chest. His armor could even hold off iron arrows the thickness of his forearm, let alone these thin crossbow arrows?

When they heard a few sounds, they were all bounced away. One of them flew upside down in the face of a man, causing the man to fall backwards with a scream, and several of the men behind him were so hurried that they dropped their crossbows to the ground.

The tunnel is not wide, only accommodating five or six people in parallel. Although Sui Ziang was still standing, one leg was broken, and he was breaking his leg with his other hand. Li Bochen was even more shocked when he saw this scene-not only was he not afraid of pain, but he was even bolder.

But he knew that the first thing to do was the old mage behind Sui Ziang—at this moment, his face was pale, his mouth was full of righteous thoughts, and his fingertips were also glowing, obviously trying to cast a spell.

With a swing of his sword, he slammed into the group of crossbowmen by the wall. At this time, life and death are fighting, and they have to kill. And although the knife in his hand is not as good as the magic knife, it is also a treasure carried by the predecessors in the mountain monarch cave, he rushed to those crossbowmen, the sword flashed, and blood splashed in front of his eyes.

The first two subconsciously wanted to lift the crossbow to go to the grid, but they were cut into two pieces with the crossbow together. The two people in the back hurriedly pulled out the short dagger on their waists, but Li Bochen had already slashed diagonally, and the heads of these two people also flew. The next two were frightened, fell to the ground with a thud, and crawled to the empty cell on the side.

At this time, the mage's face turned grim, as if he was about to recite the last incantation. Li Bochen's tongue bloomed with spring thunder and shouted: "Bah!"

The tunnel was not wide, and his voice was like a thunderclap! The mage was so shocked that he almost sat down on the ground, and his face flushed again, obviously out of breath.

When he saw that Li Bochen was so slippery in killing, he knew that the crossbowman would definitely not be able to stop him. At this time, Sui Ziang was straightening his legs, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, but sneered: "Good, good, good, Li Bochen...... You're still alive!"

The mage immediately leaped backwards, put his feet on the wall, and retreated straight back like an ape hanging from a tree, and in the blink of an eye, he floated two or three feet.

Li Bochen didn't recognize him, and he didn't know if he was really acting for the tiger, or if he had to come here. But he can usually be called indecisive, but when he fights, his heart is ruthless, so he raises his hand violently, and three copper coin darts fly out. But the mage was extremely nimble, and with a flick of his hands and feet, he avoided it in mid-air.

But when the copper coin dart was taken off, Li Bochen threw out a long knife again. The mage's flash was right on his sword. Then there was a thud, and the knife pierced his head and pinned him to the wall.

He immediately reached out and touched his waist, and pulled out a long sword, knowing that Sui Ziang was very strange now, and he had to be subdued first, so he stabbed with his sword. At this time, Sui Ziang turned around, but he didn't dodge or dodge, and came straight to his sword. Li Bochen's heart jumped, and he said, "Does he want to enter the white blade empty-handed? I'm afraid that he is looking for death!"

Sui Ziang really stretched out his hand to grab his sword. The two were so close to each other that before he could touch the blade, the sword was stuck in his chest. His chest is a fish scale armor, and it is difficult for an ordinary sword to break through this armor, but this sword is not an extraordinary thing, and Li Bochen's strength is also incredible, only to feel a slight stagnation, and actually penetrate the armor!

But even so, Sui Ziang didn't retreat, but crossed his arms, wrapped his sword, and turned his body violently - only to hear a crisp sound, the sword was broken!

He stopped and stopped, and with the broken sword in his chest, he slashed at it with a punch. Li Bochen hurriedly abandoned the hilt of his sword to block it, but as soon as it intersected with his arm, he felt as if a heavy hammer had slashed over, and there was another bang, and both of them were bounced away by the force of this blow.

He only felt that his arm was numb and hot, and when he saw that Sui Ziang also took two steps back before standing firmly, he couldn't help but say in his heart: Is this how it feels when others are beaten by me?

Looking at Sui Ziang again, I saw that his legs moved freely, and the palm that was almost cut by himself before was restored to its original state. He had a short sword in his chest, which should have been pierced into his lungs, but apart from frowning, it was as if he was not injured! He stood firm, raised his hand and pulled out the broken sword and threw it on the ground, sneering: "Li Bochen, don't you have great strength? How am I better than you now!?"

Listening to him now, it was as if he had completely changed into a different person. The half blade of the sword was pulled out of his chest, and there was very little blood on it, as if it had been sucked in by his body. Li Bochen thought to himself that if he was injured like this, although he might not die, he would definitely be sad for a while. But for today's Sui Ziang, it seems to have no impact at all...... What the hell is going on in a day's work?

Originally, he was behind Sui Ziang with a sword, but by the mistake just now, the two had changed positions, and it became him with his back to the stone gate and Sui Ziang standing opposite.

If you want to win on the battlefield, it is best to know yourself and your opponent, but he doesn't know anything about Sui Ziang's situation now, he only knows that his strength is amazing, and he is no less than himself.

At this time, Sui Ziang said those two words, leaned over and hugged the iron arrow, turned his face and shouted: "Don't move!"