The situation is critical, and Xie Yu must join the battlefield or protect his life.

He just wanted to continue to ask the thief officer beside him, but who knew that the man actually pulled out the knife at his waist, regardless of his injured leg, and fought with a Qingtian bandit who had broken into the military formation in front of him.

Xie Yu looked at this scene, sighed helplessly in his heart, his leg muscles tightened slightly, and his toes were inserted into thick fallen leaves, inserted into the slightly wet soil, ready to exert force at any time.

He could only find a way to get up first, and then use the blade on the thousand sheets to secretly separate the ropes.

In the distance, in the depths of Heyang Road, which became darker and darker because of the setting of the sun, between those gray-black branches, there was a sudden gust of wind for no reason, and the newborn young girls on the branches were hidden under the protection of the old bark and were not harmed, but the leaves on the ground that had accumulated for many years were swept into the air and danced, rattled, and then fell one after another.

In spring, the boundless falling trees are falling.

A burly man wearing dark light armor appeared in the depths of Heyang Dao, and with a thunderous shout, a pale earth-colored light seeped out of the light armor on his body, shining and disappearing, as if the gods had occasionally glanced at the clouds.

His two arms, as thick as trees, slammed upward, turning a heavy stone that he had picked up from nowhere into a whizzing stone projectile and slamming it into the ranks of the thieves.

What a terrifying power that can turn a person into a long-range catapult siege machine!

The heavy stone roared and cracked into the air at high speed, and a branch shattered at the touch of a trace on the way, and along an arc, it unstoppably crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, accurately and coldly hitting several thieves who were shooting with the help of a thousand barriers!

Only a muffled sound was heard, and the formation of thousands of sheets was disturbed by this boulder, a mess, and there was faint blood from broken limbs.

"Front, shoot!"

Seeing this, Wang Yun immediately reacted and gave the order to shoot in unison.

The three subordinates maintained a half-kneeling position, their right hands had already let go of the hilt, and the powerful military crossbow arrows at the flat end were aimed at the giant man in the direction of the forest.

Nine bolts of crossbow arrows shot through the slowly fluttering leaves like lightning, and accurately hit the god-like man's body, but the burly man only waved his hand and brushed away the two crossbow arrows that were heading for the front door, ignoring the crossbow arrows that hit his chest.

The big man's stone-like palm was a little numb from the shock of the high-speed crossbow arrows, and the crossbow arrows on his chest were caught in the light armor, trembling twice like a long-legged insect that could not stand steadily, and then fell to the ground, and the tip of the arrow was covered with blood, probably only slightly injured.

Because the distance was too far, this wave of crossbow arrows did not play any role except for the above effects, Wang Yun's heart was even more gloomy about this, there was no change in the expression on his face, he looked at the tall figure standing in the depths of the dense forest road, and shouted: "Stay!"

The three thieves lowered their crossbows and regained their grip on the hilt of their swords in their right hands.

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Xie Yu's eyes also fell on the man at this time, and his face was a little ugly.

By using some kind of cultivation secret technique, the giant man had such a violent and incredible power, but throwing a boulder weighing more than a thousand catties at such a distance still made him pay a great price, only to see that his face was flushed, sweat gushed out of the arrow holes on the light armor, and his legs trembled slightly, as if there were signs of losing his strength.

The big man ran straight towards Xie Yu, and his huge body actually made the mountains tremble

"Please Mr. Qin help me!" Xie Yu suddenly shouted when he saw this!

Not far away, an old man in an old robe sat in a carriage with his eyes closed, apparently recuperating.

Suddenly, the old man's ears were the first to move, and then the gray head also started, like a silver stream flowing in the dirty old robes, and the old sword in his knee began to buzz, and the sword body in the sheath kept colliding with the inner wall, as if he was impatient to be born and drink blood.

Urn...... Urn...... Urn!

Boom!

A clear bang!

The snow-bright short sword came out of its sheath on its own, and suddenly crossed the old man's knees, turning into a pale cyan sword light, rolling the leaves and splitting the wind, silently piercing the depths of the North Mountain Road, as if to penetrate the huge body of the god!

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Between the last twilight and the dark jungle at the Heyang crossing, there seemed to be an invisible mirror, when the Xueliang short sword flew out of the sheath on the old man's knee and turned into a streamer.

The light gray streamer like a shuttle like electricity, one moment it was still flying in the fallen leaves in the sky, and the next moment it came to the battlefield of the battle at the Heyang crossing, and the first low hum turned into a roar like wind and thunder in the blink of an eye.

The gray shadow was extremely fast, and the power it carried directly shattered all the leaves within a few feet of it, and the silky broken leaves dragged into a straight line behind the shadow, and at the end of the line was the giant man who was running.

"Flying Sword?!"

Looking at the gray shadow that had become the momentum of wind and thunder, the god-like strong man's expression changed drastically.

The sword was thunderous as soon as it appeared.

The thief had already prepared the consciousness of a life-and-death duel with a strong man, and it could be seen that this flying sword was coming, and he was also surprised, and then he was happy.

A series of dense iron clashes sounded continuously, and the flying sword completed dozens of collisions on the strong man's armor.

Every sword light was so fierce and powerful, cutting through the air, cutting through the imaginary hills, and forming a densely woven sword net, making the strong man panic.