Beachhead Hate Chapter 101 Zhao Jiangming

"Whoosh ......"

Hundreds of bamboo shoots rose from the ground and flew into the air like arrows, until they were almost close to the net.

Then, all the bamboo shoots spun around to themselves, and their heads and feet were frozen in the air.

With Hou Tao's right hand slashing, the bamboo shoots in the air immediately soared down, slamming towards the black clothes with the word "Wei", like light and electricity, and the sound of breaking the wind was sharp, making people's scalp numb.

The reason why Hou Tao chose the black-clothed man with the word "Wei" is, of course, because this person's cultivation is relatively lowest, and he only has one layer in the foundation building period. The rest of the people have two to four layers of the foundation building period, and the rat spirit of the "child" character and the "ugly" character are all scarred like spider webs of the Han cultivators.

The green bamboo shoots are before and after, like a green dragon more than ten zhang long, with teeth and claws, and the momentum is terrifying.

The man in black with the word "Wei", but he knew that he was a goblin by looking at his appearance, only to see that the left half of his face was black, the right half of his face was red and dripping blood, the left eye was as big as a bull's eye, the right eye was small like a mouse's eye, and there were seven or eight big bumps on his nose, which were much bigger than his nose, and his mouth looked no different from ordinary people except for the two colors of half black and half red, but there were no few teeth in his mouth.

He looked at the amazing green dragon attacking him, although he was shocked, he did not panic, and the action of maintaining the formation did not stop, as if he had no fear.

In an instant, the green dragon was in front of him, and it seemed that one more step would smash him into a pile of mud.

At this moment, a large blood-red mirror suddenly appeared in front of him. The red light flashed out violently, and then, an identical mirror appeared in front of the other eleven black-clothed people.

The twelve mirrors suddenly burst out with a dazzling red light at the same time, and the red light of the eleven mirrors all flashed away, only the mirror in front of the black red face suddenly burst into red light.

Covering the green dragon at once, the green dragon immediately stopped in mid-air, unable to move a bit, as if it was nailed to the air.

"You kid is still a little knowledgeable, but Lao Tzu has already guarded against your hand!" The mouse grinded his teeth, and his skin smiled without smiling, and his voice was like a broken gong.

"Evil sect crooked, do you dare to do something to the people of our Bixian Courtyard, are you not afraid of being stripped of your skin and bones by our righteous people?" Hou Tao said coldly.

The rat spirit sneered: "You guys who are arrogant and divide people and demons into three, six, nine and so on are the real evil sects!

"Are you from the Tongxian Society?" Hou Tao couldn't help but be surprised, and subconsciously wanted to say more, "Let's blow nonsense! The Tongxian Society is famous, how can it be possible to only send you little minions to go deep into the territory of our Bixian Courtyard?"

The mouse grinded his teeth and said coldly: "Boy, you don't have to provoke me, how can I eat your method of agitation and leak the bottom!"

After a few words, all the green bamboos in the air became withered and yellow, and it didn't take long for them to turn into a pile of fly ash.

"Now you can die in peace!"

Before the words fell, the twelve mirrors once again erupted with dazzling demonic light, shining directly on the enemy in the array.

Feng Wuchen struggled to resist, but this demon light was too weird, pervasive, unstoppable, scorching and unbearable when it fell on his body, and it made people's movements slow down.

"Let's all die!"

As soon as the words are finished, the demon light is even stronger.

Although the people and beasts in the array are still resisting with all their might, they also know in their hearts that they are not far from death, Feng Wuchen and Hua Yao's hands have long been held together, and they only hope to be a couple in the underworld.

Only supported less than one cup of tea, and the people and beasts in the array were all covered by red light, and no one could move a bit.

Although their bodies couldn't move, they felt that the blood in their bodies was tumbling so badly that it seemed to be boiling, and it was estimated that it wouldn't take long for it to burst out in their bodies.

The mouse grinded his teeth and was very arrogant: "If you want to blame, you are too curious and too ...... to blame."

"Poof......

Before the rat spirit finished speaking, suddenly there was a strange sound in the direction of the black and red face, and then the mirror in front of him disappeared, and the red light on the other eleven mirrors also swayed.

Then, there was a "grunt" sound.

Looking at it, it turned out that the grunt was made by the black-faced human head rolling on the ground, and the pop was the sudden spurting of blood from the black-faced headless body.

"Who is it?" the rat spirit shouted in anger.

Before the cheers fell, another black-clothed man with the word "Hai" let out a miserable scream, and jumped out of the formation with his bloody back, and then there was a crackling sound of metal impact.

The man in black left his position, and the mirror on the word "Hai" lost its brilliance. The red light on the other ten mirrors swayed even more, and the people and beasts covered by the red light suddenly felt relaxed, and the discomfort of their bodies was instantly relieved, and their hands and feet were able to move slowly.

Through the splashing firelight, everyone saw that the man in black with blood on his back was fighting with another man in black. The latter is a middle-aged man with long hair and fluttering, looking like he is in his thirties, with a fair face and good facial features.

Although the two black-clothed men who fought together were both third-level cultivators in the foundation building period, the latecomers obviously had the upper hand, thinking that it was because they took advantage of a lot of cheap work and sneak attacks.

"It's you!" the rat spirit looked at the new man in black with a terrified expression, as if he had seen the sun suddenly rise in the middle of the night.

The person who came repelled the opponent with a sword, and sneered on his face: "Very good, black mouse, you still recognize me!"

"Zhao Jiangming, aren't you already dead?" the rat spirit's voice trembled a little.

Hearing the words "Zhao Jiangming", Hou Tao and the others were also shocked, and looked at each other for a while.

"If I don't kill you, monster, how dare I die!" Zhao Jiangming said coldly.

"Bloodfang, kill him!"

"Yes!"

The man in black who was called Bloody Fang fought with Zhao Jiangming again.

The blood tooth was subject to the deep sword wound on his back, and he couldn't help but grin his teeth when his movement was a little larger, but Zhao Jiangming became more and more courageous, repeatedly forcing the blood tooth to death, and it didn't take a few more rounds to turn this blood tooth into a second headless corpse.

"Bloodfang, what are you waiting for!" the rat spirit roared loudly at Bloodfang.

"The mud that can't support the wall!" said the scarred man on the "ugly" position.

Hearing this, Blood Tooth was slightly stunned, gritted his teeth, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. Then, he frantically poured his spiritual power into the long sword, and slammed Zhao Jiangming back with a sword, taking advantage of this kung fu, he quickly pinched a few tricks with both hands.

Then, a strange scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the flesh of the bloody fang's body suddenly shook violently. In an instant, his flesh and skin withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a skinny appearance, and hundreds of hot and bloody fangs appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Zhao Jiangming's face was solemn, and as soon as his consciousness moved, there was a silver shining bow in his left hand, and three jet-black arrows in his right hand.

Without saying a word, Zhao Jiangming directly took the bow and pulled the arrows, the bow was shining brightly, and it was pulled into a full moon, and the three cold arrows flowed in black light, faintly revealing the dense runes on it.

With a wave of the "skinny" dry hand, the blood teeth all shot towards Zhao Jiangming like red lightning, and the three black arrows in the latter's hands were also off the string at this time.

In a few moments, the two collided together, without the sound of thunderous collision, and there was no fierce collision of sparks.

The black arrow seemed to have been thrown into the sea, and it did not make any great noise.

In a matter of moments, the three black arrows lost their spirituality, and they fell to the ground with three thuds, but the hundreds of bloody teeth were nothing unusual.

Zhao Jiangming was frightened, bit his lip unconsciously, glanced at the rat spirit unwillingly, patted the storage bag with some pain, and there was an extra cyan jade box in his hand.

He slammed off the lid of the jade box, and a yellow talisman inside was exposed to the air, and a three-foot-high fire appeared on the top of the talisman, making the surrounding temperature instantly much higher.

"This is a second-order high-grade talisman!" Bai Shu said with some surprise.

His skinny, wrinkled face was a little more solemn and panicked, and he quickly bit the tip of his tongue and squirted another mouthful of essence blood towards the bloody teeth. The blood light on the hundreds of blood teeth suddenly rose a few points, and the skin and bones pinched the trick and slapped it fiercely towards the blood teeth.

Zhao Jiangming solemnly held the talisman in his hand, and the spiritual power frantically poured into the talisman, and a firebird twice as big as the Wushan Eagle rose from the talisman.