Escape is a very rare spell for the human race, and it is difficult to learn and master.

However, there are many people, and it is inevitable that there will be one or two who can escape.

This is a small island, all of them are men on the sea, and the earth escape technique, which is relatively common in the Central Plains, is extremely rare here. But on the contrary, there are people who will have such a relatively chicken escape technique.

But obviously, his escape is a bit of a sloppy.

Everyone fell into a deep sleep, but the little fish who kept vigil was not sleepy at all, because he was nervous and highly concentrated, and he could be startled at the slightest disturbance.

Then, he was shocked.

A head suddenly popped out of front of him and looked around.

As soon as the little fish is nervous, he draws his knife and cuts. With great force, the blade snapped directly into the head.

With a scream, his head quickly retracted, and he was taken away along with the knife.

Xiaoyu shouted loudly: "Enemy attack!"

Prologue, kick off!

Some of the drowsy old armor jumped up at once, and the rest of the people also woke up, and everyone slept in their clothes, and their weapons were beside them.

A sharp arrow broke through the window and shot straight at the small fish.

Lao Jia pulled the little fish away, and the arrow turned around and continued to shoot at the small fish. No one expected this change, and the little fish couldn't avoid it.

Snatch!

A flying stool blocked the arrow, and the stool hit the score, breaking the arrow.

"Thank you, Uncle Monk. Xiaoyu was shocked and hurriedly thanked him. The fake monk nodded, just now he picked up the bench and let Xiaoyu escape.

This arrow, obviously, is just the beginning.

Suddenly, the window paper shattered, and countless droplets of water shot in.

"Be careful. The false monk shouted, and his two brothers overturned the round table and blocked the window. The droplets of water crackled on the round table, making pits on the tabletop, and the round table was covered with small dots in an instant.

Crash!

There was a noise from upstairs, and everyone knew that something was wrong, but before they could react, suddenly the floor slab shattered, and a boulder fell down, and the target was the ghost crying below.

Ghost Cry looked up, but the knife had not yet been drawn. The stone changed again, and suddenly it was scattered into sand, mixed with the rain, and drenched itself in a ghostly cry.

Suddenly, it condensed in the middle again, and Devil Cry turned into a stone sculpture.

The wind swept in, and the house was in disarray.

The candle was blown out, and it was suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Not good!" the fake monk saw sweat on his forehead, because of the chaotic rain, his body was completely wet.

Thunder flashed, and white light shot in through the window. Several men in black were dragging the statue of the Devil Weeping with a rope tied to it.

"Look for death!" the fake monk shouted and pounced. One of the black-clothed men saw the fake monk who pounced on him and took the initiative to greet him.

Drawing the knife, the knife flashed, and before the man in black could react, the sharp knife pierced his chest.

The two staggered, blood sprayed, and the man in black spun around in a half circle and fell to the ground. The fake monk walked forward quickly, and just after taking two steps, two more men in black stood in front of him.

Burst!

An arrow flew by, and a man in black was hit by an arrow in the face and fell to the ground. Lao Jia spat and rolled into the corner.

The other man in black was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting his companion to die so suddenly, and after a pause, the fake monk's knife had already arrived in front of him.

The thunder of "rumble" rolled away, the white light faded, and the room fell into darkness once again.

The wind and rain were so loud that it was hard to hear the other sounds. Killing another person, but never being able to get closer, the false monk was anxious, and at this moment, a little spark bloomed, and then a faint firelight illuminated the hall.

The fake monk's heart was shocked, and he turned his head to look, but it was Xiaoyu's stupid boy.

"Not good!"

The fake monk and Lao Jia pounced on the little fish at the same time, and two black shadows flew by, hitting the little fish in the chest, and the little fish fell to the ground, and the fire fold in his hand flew out.

Lao Jia stopped suddenly, and broke down and fired two bows in a row.

An arrow shot off the fire breaker, and an arrow killed a stranger who appeared in the house.

The fake monk pounced on the little fish and rolled around the corner with the little fish in his arms.

The sound was not clear in the wind and rain, but the fake monk was sure that if he hadn't held Xiaoyu to avoid it just now, he and Xiaoyu would probably be dead by now.

With a muffled grunt, one of them let out a cry of pain before colliding with the floor. After Lao Jia shot an arrow, his footsteps were brisk, and he shifted again. He took him to another corner of the room and lay down, his ears pressed against the wet floor, listening to the messy footsteps.

The fake monk asked in a low voice, "Xiaoyu, how is it?"

Xiaoyu replied in a low voice, "It's okay." ”

He touched his chest and pulled out the dart inserted in his chest, Lao Jia was worried about his safety, and deliberately let him wear three layers of leather armor, he was still too bulky, but it was because of this bulkiness that saved his life. Now he only got a little bruise, which was accidentally scratched by the fake monk when he rolled over with him.

There was another flash of lightning and thunder, and white light flashed, and the room was transparent.

Several corpses were lying on the ground, and the stone sculpture that wrapped the ghost cry was gone.

"Damn!" The fake monk got up and rushed to the door quickly, Xiaoyu also wanted to follow, but was grabbed by Lao Jia: "You stay here to help take care of the injured brother." ”

Then, without waiting for Xiao Yu to agree, he threw Xiao Yu back, followed the fake monk and rushed out of the door, closing the door by the way.

Xiao Yu hesitated for a while, but still stayed.

In the chaotic battle in the darkness just now, five brothers were wounded. One of them was stabbed and seriously injured. The remaining four are less severe, but they are also in urgent need of bandaging.

A group of black-clothed people carried the statue and ran through the streets, led by one of the ones who used the earth escape technique, at this moment, he was having a splitting headache, and secretly screamed bad luck in his heart, he sneaked in to determine the location of the ghost cry, but he didn't expect to be planted on the gutter, and he was stabbed in the skull, and almost died.

But fortunately, it worked.

The corners of the mouth just curled, and the whirlpool froze.

Thunder flashed, and white light was dazzling. The surrounding scenery is very clear.

Just ahead, a group of people blocked the intersection.

The sound of fighting sounded, and the two sides surrounded the statue, covered in blood.

Eventually, the man with the knife in his skull burrowed into the dirt and fled alone, leaving a pile of corpses behind.

On the roof, Little King Kong watched this scene quietly.

"Boss, isn't it ......" The person next to him made a throat-cutting gesture, and Xiao King Kong nodded silently: "Do it." ”

Before the crowd on the street could rejoice, another group of guys with hats on their heads suddenly came out.

When he barely resisted, King Kong jumped off the roof and fell into the crowd. Two sharp knives in hand, like a whirlwind. With a terrible scream, corpses fell to the ground. The guy wearing the hat outside also pressed up, and the knife was bloody, and it quickly turned into a massacre.

The fake monk and Lao Jia hurried to see the scene in front of them.

A man covered in blood broke out of the encirclement, stepped on the splash all over the ground, and ran towards the fake monk, shouting for help.

After running a few steps, suddenly a thunderbolt fell, shattering the roof next to it, the tiles splashed, and there was a loud "boom", and the guy covered in blood also fell to the ground.

But it was King Kong who threw out a sharp knife that pierced his chest from behind and killed him.

"Little King Kong!" the fake monk narrowed his eyes.

"A fake monk with a quick knife, a dark arrow hurts people's old armor. Little King Kong walked up, looked at the two of them, called out the titles of the two, and pulled the knife from the back of the corpse.

The white light was gone, and the heavens and the earth were once again plunged into darkness.

Both sides could only see faint outlines, and both were afraid of each other, and the stalemate followed.