If this knife is realized, Tikseri will definitely not be able to escape the fate of his brother Subai, and he will be directly disemboweled. However, Tikseri is by no means a subbay.

At the moment when the glittering tip of the knife opened open Tikseri's breastplate and pierced his chest, his stubble, dark and shiny skin suddenly turned an iron-gray. The tip of the knife slashed, and there was a violent friction, and a large white light sputtered in all directions.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound on the ground, and half of the blade bounced off in the distance, and the sky was full of light points, dissipating, and reducing to a sharply trembling, cracked and broken knife.

Drop the chain at the critical moment! Lao Feiyan hated so much that she almost scolded her mother, and she finally created a killing move, but she didn't expect it to be bad in the end in the quality of the weapon. If this horse chopping knife was not an ordinary steel knife bought casually in White Grass City, but her original dark iron horse chopping knife, no matter how it was, it would not have been damaged like this after only a few small battles.

Because the weapon was broken, the good situation was overturned, Lao Feiyan retreated sharply, and the mysterious sword released by the blow just now almost drained her dantian vitality reserves. At this moment, in addition to having a body of brute strength, she has no vitality to use, and her strength has directly fallen below the third order. If it weren't for Tikseri, he would have been desperately recovering, as long as he put it up and hit it hard, Lao Feiyan, who was inferior in strength, would definitely be hit hard.

For martial artists below the sixth order, the mystery is indeed very useful, and it can often determine the victory or defeat with one move, but this kind of killer move, once it is used to achieve the expected effect, the consequences will be very bad. Just like guns, a gun with a bullet in the boring is terrible, but an empty gun with a bullet out is not as good as a burning stick.

Almost at the moment when Lao Feiyan broke his blade, Yan Hong's crossbow arrow also hit Cheng Feifeng, but Yan Hong's surprised smile turned into surprise before it could fully unfold.

At the moment when the crossbow arrow was approaching, Cheng Feifeng only made one action - shook off the hair on the sideburns, oh, to be exact, shook off her earrings.

When she was in Baicao City, after Cheng Feifeng's two daughters were turned over by Agushma, the equipment, spirit stones, pills and other good things on their bodies were all searched, but those Turle people such as jewelry did not touch them. Of course, the people of the Turrean Alliance are not bandits who have never seen the world, how can they look at these gadgets that are not worth a few dollars. As a result, they paid a terrible price for their "blindness". First Tikseri was injured by a pseudo-spiritual hairpin, and then—

The earrings were detonated by Cheng Feifeng's vitality, and the center point of the burst suddenly expanded sharply, and a milky white film of light suddenly appeared, like an infantry shield, completely covering Cheng Feifeng's upper body.

Poof! The powerful crossbow bolt that was enough to chisel through the shield of the city was bounced open by the light film, and the thin light film rippled like a lake where a stone had been thrown, and the color became lighter and lighter, more and more transparent, and finally with a bang, it turned into a large rain of light, and the white light was like fireflies flying all over the sky, gradually disappearing into the air.

"Defend against pseudo-spirit weapons!" Yan Hong had already stopped, forgot to wind it again, swallowed hard, and his heart beat hard. First an offensive pseudo-spirit weapon, and now a defensive pseudo-spirit weapon, is this Yishui City Defender wealthy or a loving woman? Maybe both...... The question now is, how many pseudo-spirit weapons are there on this little girl's skin? If this matter is not clear, I am afraid that this pursuit mission will be messed up.

At this time, Tikseri's hoarse voice sounded: "My 'rhino armor skill' can still be used once, can you still release your whirlwind ultimate?"

Lao Feiyan retreated back to the original place with the broken knife in his hand, panting and Cheng Feifeng back to back, staring at the opponents on both sides, hearing a thick neck full of meat folds, and said stiffly: "Can you release it or not, you will know if you try it." ”

After speaking, he hurriedly whispered to Cheng Feifeng: "Give me a spirit stone." ”

Cheng Fei didn't throw her a few Hui Yuan Pills back, and shook his head: "No! That's a low-grade spirit stone, and forcibly absorbing it in this case will hurt the foundation...... Not in any way!"

The spirit stones on Cheng Feifeng's body when he was captured in Baicao City were indeed searched, but that was only a small part, and the real big head was in the package of the inn - this is a natural thing, not everyone has a space like Luo Xiao, and no one will go out with a bunch of spirit stones.

This kind of high-end cultivation resource is rare, and ordinary martial artists and even samurai don't have the opportunity to have it, of course, those with backgrounds are different. Cheng Feifeng is a person with a background, but there are not many spirit stones on her body, only four or five, of course, all of them are low-grade spirit stones. In fact, the spirit stones that appeared in the Heavenly Mirror Domain were nine out of ten low-grade spirit stones, and the medium-grade spirit stones were very rare, and she had seen them as Cheng Feifeng, but it was one of her father's collections at the bottom of the box, and she was not qualified to obtain it.

The lower grade spirit stone is formed by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through tens of millions of years of low-grade spiritual ore veins, because the spiritual energy of the Tianjing domain is poor, containing a lot of "miscellaneous gas", the amount of spiritual energy contained in the spiritual stone is naturally less, only about a dozen of them, so it is defined as a "lower grade" spirit stone. Even so, absorbing aura from a low-grade spirit stone is several times stronger than absorbing aura from the air like swallowing water, so it is still a very scarce resource.

This kind of resource is not only used for cultivation, but more importantly, absorbing spiritual energy from lower-grade spirit stones can quickly replenish the consumption of vitality, so that the warrior (samurai) can recover his combat effectiveness several times faster than usual.

Lao Feiyan opened her big mouth and stuffed a few Hui Yuan Dan into her mouth like eating jelly beans. With the fourth-order blood refining stage realm, she forcibly controlled the sword technique, and drained all her vitality with a single blow. If you can't replenish your vitality as soon as possible, without your hole cards, it's almost impossible to break through this time.

Hui Yuan Dan is a conventional pill to restore vitality, but this pill is not only expensive, but also the absorption of medicinal power is extremely slow, basically measured in hours. In a fierce fight based on breathing, it is more reliable to expect to use the Hui Yuan Dan to restore vitality and make another big move, rather than expect the opponent to suddenly eat a bad stomach and go to the pit. So Lao Feiyan opened his mouth to ask for a spirit stone instead of Hui Yuan Dan, as for eating this thing, he just didn't have a choice, and it was better than nothing.

As Cheng Feifeng worried, there are too many miscellaneous gases in the lower grade spirit stones, if they can't timely discharge the miscellaneous waste gases that enter the body with the spiritual qi while absorbing them, it will damage the "pipes" of absorption, that is, the meridians, and once the meridians are damaged, it is not an ordinary internal injury. Because the martial artist relies on the meridians to output vitality, so as to burst out with powerful attack power, so the meridians are damaged, to a certain extent, it is to damage the foundation of the martial artist.

"I can't take care of it anymore. Lao Feiyan felt the empty dantian, her heart sank, and she urged urgently, "It's better to have a damaged foundation than to give your life to this ......."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. On the contrary, I will treat you well......" Tikseri tore off the cowhide cuirass, threw it away, and approached step by step, his eyes were not furious and murderous, but fanatical and excited, with an expression of finding some treasure.

Lao Feiyan's nerves were all made furious by this guy's strange eyes.

However, Yan Hong has lived on the border for a long time and knows some of the aesthetics of the Tule people, especially those like Tikseri. Perhaps due to the living environment, these aliens are not interested in slender women who are "like goats hungry for a winter", but prefer strong women with big breasts and big buttocks. Obviously, Lao Feiyan, who has the size of a strong woman but does not have the rough appearance of a strong woman, is facing this guy's taste, but Yan Hong has nothing to say about such a heavy taste except for being tired in his heart.

"Do it!" As Yan Hong greeted, the waist knife in his hand and the hammer of Tikseri bombarded at the same time, Tikseri may still have a little "pity for the jade", but Yan Hong will never keep his hand, who knows if this girl has a third pseudo-spirit weapon, and the earrings are a pair......

With a heavy hammer blow, Lao Feiyan's cracked broken knife finally shattered inch by inch, and even the four-foot-long handle was shattered in two. Without the support of vitality, Lao Feiyan, who only relied on brute strength, was shocked to the displacement of his five organs, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his strong body, which was rare among men, was paralyzed and frustrated like dough.

On the other side, Cheng Feifeng had already fought fiercely with Yan Hong. The sword light and sword shadow, the interplay of gold and iron, the two figures are like star pills throwing and jumping, jumping several feet in the air for a while, and then falling to the ground and sweeping the edge like lightning. Where the two wind-like figures passed, the shrubs were broken, the grass clippings were flying, the gravel was falling, and from time to time you could see the dazzling white rays of mysterious eruptions, and a little blood splashed with the light and shadow of the sky.

The fierce battle reached the end, and as a huge wheel of light formed by the rapid slash of the sword suddenly exploded, the two figures quickly parted and fell out in two different directions.

Yan Hong's gray robe has been turned into a beggar's outfit, and his body is full of cracks opened by the blade of the sword, but there are not many parts of blood oozing, only five or six bloody wounds on his hands, feet, cheeks, chest and abdomen. The most terrifying thing is the sword wound on the left cheek, the skin and flesh are rolled, the blood is dripping, and the tooth socket can almost be seen, which sets off Yan Hong's already yin face with an extremely hideous and fierce face.

And Cheng Feifeng's iconic red bandana on the opposite side has flown now, his hair is scattered, his face is pale, he is panting, his long sword is on the ground, and he is holding the only wound on his right rib with one hand. Although there was only one wound, it was clearly seen to be heavy, and blood gushed from between the pale fingers, and after standing still for a short time, the soil under his feet was soaked with blood.

Cheng Feifeng opened his mouth and was about to speak, when suddenly a surging surge came from the oblique stab. Cheng Feifeng changed color in shock, and without thinking about the horizontal sword resistance-in the crisp explosion, the long sword broke several times, and the whole person was blown away for several feet, and his body was attached to the mountain wall, slowly slipping and falling, leaving a clear blood-colored mark on the mountain wall.

Tikseri approached step by step, picked up the severed handle hammer that thundered Cheng Feifeng, came to Cheng Feifeng, who had lost his resistance, opened his fan-like giant hand and grabbed her slender arm and pressed it against the mountain wall, swept the hammer in his hand, and said in a cruel voice: "The Turle people speak count, since they are stained with the blood of the Turle warriors, they can only use more blood to wash away the shame." ”

Looking at his frame, this is to break Cheng Feifeng's arm with a hammer alive! Although strictly speaking, Su Bai died under Lao Feiyan's knife, but Tikseri didn't care so much, and put the account on Cheng Feifeng's head, and slowly lifted the heavy hammer, his eyes were full of cruelty and banter: "What about your pseudo-spirit weapon? ”

Cheng Feifeng's face was gloomy...... The pseudo-spirit weapon must have been used by her earlier. One attack and one defense, these are the two life-saving treasures she pressed at the bottom of the box, even if she is in her identity, she can't get the third. The spirit weapon ran out, his vitality was exhausted, he was seriously injured, and his companions were captured...... Her eyes were full of despair, and it seemed that this time she was doomed.

"Ahh

However, as soon as she rushed halfway, she was swept down by Yan Hong's kick, and it was difficult to get up. This is still Yan Hong's mind that Tikseri has, and he didn't make a heavy hand, otherwise he would replace this kick with a knife, but he was afraid that Lao Feiyan's limbs would be broken faster than her cousin.

Tikseri grinned and didn't look back, as if he already knew the result, he just raised the hammer high, and said "comfortingly" in his mouth: "Don't worry, I'll start quickly, I guarantee that it will only hurt once, and I can also guarantee that your arm will be crushed into slag with belt flesh and bones, and no kind of panacea will cure it." You just need to cut off your arm quickly and decisively, and when the break heals and the scab scabs, it won't hurt anymore......"

Tixeri was by no means a nagging man, on the contrary, he would never use his tongue to solve what could be solved with his fists. But now that everything is under control, it is wonderful to use words to stimulate the lamb to the slaughter, and to see her face full of despair and fear, that feeling of controlling the life and death of others......

Poof! A spherical object suddenly flew from behind, crashed into the mountain wall, and tumbled to the feet of Tikseri.

Tikseri's heart suddenly, the hammer in his hand paused, and subconsciously looked at it, facing a pair of miserable white eyes full of death, and suddenly a cold breath rushed from his feet to the top of his head-Ju, it was actually Yan Hong's Liuyang Leader!

Tikseri spun around quickly, the hammer in front of his chest - the last movement of his life.

A dazzling rainbow slashed down, and a thin line of blood appeared on Tikseri's bare head, and this blood line continued to expand, spreading to the forehead, the bridge of the nose, the lips, the chin, the throat, and even the chest and abdomen......

The hammer, the size of a human head, shattered in half and fell to the ground. And with the vibration of the broken hammer falling to the ground, Tikseri's burly body like a man-bear was like a hammer in his hand and split into two pieces, and a large strand of flesh and scrofula fell to the ground with a sigh, steaming hot......

Cheng Feifeng, who had already closed his eyes and was waiting for death, seemed to sense something, Huo Ran opened his eyes!

A figure with a long knife standing in front of her, the afterglow of the setting sun cast on the back of this person, coating his whole body with a layer of gold-rimmed outline, under the strong visual contrast, it was dazzling, and it was impossible to see his facial features clearly for a while......

However, even if he couldn't see the face of the person at all, just by looking at the figure of this person, Cheng Feifeng burst into tears, and called softly with tears and trembling-

"Brother—"