Fox Xinyue immediately changed into Hua Wusheng, took this guy's sword again, changed into his clothes, and looked exactly the same.

Immediately, he led the tail of the swordsman all the way forward, and Ji Wenming hid in the dark to cooperate, and in a short moment, the two of them really easily killed a team of people.

At this time, Fox Xinyue smiled and said: "How is it? Isn't it refreshing? If you don't use some means, we will have to cut down most of the ten people for a long time!"

Ji Wenming has nothing to say, these Dongyi swordsmen are simply mentally retarded, and they don't know if they don't distinguish between friends and foes, they only recognize clothes and long swords and don't recognize people, and after being stabbed by Fox Xinyue, they are still full of questions, I don't know why their teammates poisoned themselves. Fox Xinyue didn't bother to explain, so she had to turn them into a team of fools.

Taking advantage of the good fog, Ji Wenming and Fox Xinyue attacked everywhere, so the technique was repeated, and when it was dark, only half of the more than ten teams of Dongyi swordsmen returned to the camp, and asked about the day's trip to nothing, but it lost most of the disciples, including many innate nine-fold masters.

Everyone didn't even see the appearance of the enemy, they lost half of their manpower, could it be that the strength of the other party was really so amazing, killing the innate ninefold swordsman with a crushing posture, and not even shouting a word to summon the rescuers? The Dongyi swordsmen present were stunned, and for the first time they felt that they had stepped into a thorn trap.

"The other party is treacherous, and I don't know what hole cards they have......" someone suggested: "We might as well go back and rest first, and wait until we figure out the opponent's hole cards and then come back to take revenge, so as not to die here silently!"

Everyone felt that what this person said made sense, so they retreated, Yan Ruxue suddenly stepped forward and said angrily: "Aren't you men as good as my women? Don't you need to panic, I fought with him last night, and his strength is not super strong, if it weren't for the fog to hide, I would definitely be able to cut him under the sword!"

Hong Jianfei also stood up and said: "Half a year ago, we met on the Tu River, that kid is still a powerless man, in half a year, even if he is a genius adventure, how much can he grow? I suggest that everyone form a team on the mountain tomorrow, I am willing to be the leader, in case that kid dares to make a move, he will definitely be called to come!"

Hearing the two of them say this, all the swordsmen were skeptical, but more people dispelled their doubts, and each of them recuperated, preparing to fight again in the coming day, but the young man who had spoken earlier sneaked away in the night.

That night, the heavy fog came again, followed by the sneak attack of Ji Wenming, although the night watchman was left, but in the dense fog countless figures besieged the camp, the swordsmen fought hard all night, woke up in the morning, and found that their team was friendly and lost three percent, but the enemy killed last night, half of the corpse was not left, and all of them were withdrawn.

Someone questioned Yan Ruxue while tying up the wound: "Didn't you say that kid's strength is average? Why are so many of our disciples injured and dying?"

Yan Ruxue was puzzled: "Last night, the figure was longing, as if there were thousands of troops attacking, it really didn't look like a person!"

Hong Jianfei said: "I have killed more than ten people, but under the light of the sword, people will turn into clouds and mist when they die, could it be that we fell for that kid's trick?"

Someone said, "You say that a trick is a trick, maybe that kid is very talented, and has a spell to control water?" Such a person is like a tiger in the foggy environment, and it is difficult for us warriors to be his opponents, so it is better to retreat for a while, find some wizards to come to help, and limit his spells, so that we can kill him!"

Hong Jianfei said angrily: "Swordsman Xiangbo only relies on liver and gall, what kind of swordsman are you like such a cowardly mouse?"

The man said, "If I have the talent to be a wizard, of course I don't want to be a swordsman who licks blood from the knife edge of Raushzi!"

The sword flew out, put it on the man's chest, and said, "Since you have no guts, I am afraid that sooner or later you will break the oath of the sword and the death of the people, it is better to kill you now, so as not to lose the glory of the swordsmen!"

The man raised his head and said, "Why are you so domineering, you can't deal with the enemy, but you want to attack your own people?

Hong Jian Fei raised his sword and wanted to stab, but he was grabbed by his arm, and persuaded him repeatedly: "Be merciful to the Mandarin Duck Hero, this person is also the rising star of my Dongyi clan, he is not afraid of war, he just proposes to find a perfect solution!"

Although these Dongyi swordsmen come from different clans, they are friendly after all, they often deal with each other in ordinary times, and they always have a familiar face, at this moment someone persuaded them to fight, and they got the steps, and Hong Jianfei refused to hurt the killer, he put the long sword into the sheath with a blue face, and said sharply: "Everyone has their own ideas, and I can't stop all the cowards, if there is still blood and gall, and I don't want my companions and friends to die in vain, then follow me up the mountain, I don't believe that kid can become a sperm, and there are tens of millions of incarnations to kill the immortal and endless?"

Seeing Hong Jianfei leave angrily, Yan Ruxue also reorganized the equipment, and led the seven or eight people left behind by the team to follow, Hong Jianfei's team was the least lost, except for a nephew who died the night before, there was no loss after that, therefore, the centripetal force was particularly strong, but Hong Jianfei was eager to take revenge because of the death of his relatives, so he stubbornly refused to leave.

Among the remaining Dongyi swordsmen present, those who paid some strength saw someone take the lead up the mountain, so they got up and followed behind, and there were some self-aware people who paid themselves, but they left with their luggage and took advantage of the chaos, and there were even relics of dead teammates in their bags, which was not considered empty-handed for them, not only saved their lives, but also gained a little, and they retreated!

Seeing that the swordsmen present were scattered like birds and beasts, Hong Jianfei's heart was desolate, but he didn't expect that three or five hundred famous Dongyi swordsmen were actually attacked by a milky hairy boy overnight, and the flowers fell into the water, and now even half of the people can't get together.

At this moment, there are only a few twenty or thirty people behind Hong Jianfei, and the rest of the people have left except for the dead, this kind of scene has to make people feel distressed, the dignity of the swordsman!

Hong Jianfei remembered that his master once said: "When a swordsman meets, no matter whether he lives or dies, if he doesn't even have the courage to shine a sword, then what kind of swordsman is he?"

Therefore, he dared to show his sword in his life, and encountered countless strong enemies, but after all, the husband and wife survived, but today's Dongyi swordsman has become a coward who doesn't even dare to show his sword, how can he not disappoint?

It's a pity that everyone has their own ambitions, and Hong Jianfei is not the leader of the clan, so he can only look at the ocean and sigh, and then take a team of more than 30 people to drill into Yushan and look for the traces of Xi Wenming again.

Ji Wenming cooperated with Fox Xinyue, taking advantage of the thick fog to slaughter all night, at this moment he was exhausted and was lying in the camp to rest, Fox Xinyue only needed to control the dense fog to make a lot of shadows, safe and easy, Ji Wenming needed to rush to the front, all night without stopping, killed hundreds of Dongyi swordsmen, these swordsmen are not soft-footed shrimp, they each have some unique skills, and when they fight, they really kill Ji Wenming's hands and feet are soft.