Feng Zidu saw that Zhu Kuchun was almost pierced by random arrows, and thought: "It seems that those Qing soldiers are really not caused by this surnamed Zhu." Although this man was treacherous and sinister, he was a disciple of the beggar gang in the end, but he could not bear to see him die tragically under the arrows, so he immediately rushed to catch the arrows one by one. In the blink of an eye, he caught a glimpse of the corpses of the two brothers on the ground next to him, the dragon and the tiger, and Fengzi suddenly had a plan in his heart and shouted, "Offended." "Bang bang" two feet, kicked the corpses of the two brothers, the dragon and the tiger, and threw them on Zhu Kuchun's body. In this way, the arrows are fierce, and they can't endanger Zhu Kuchun's life for a while.

Turning his head and leaning around, Fengzi looked up and saw Xie Caibo and other more than a dozen beggars jumping among the rocks, braving the rain of arrows, and their body skills were extremely fast, and they broke into the Qing army formation on the mountain from time to time. There was a burst of sword light, and suddenly they had already knocked down several Qing soldiers. In fact, when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, even though the Qing soldiers are hundreds of times more numerous than Xie Caibo and others, how can they withstand the courageous onslaught of a group of martial arts masters when they encounter them suddenly, but they are in the narrow mountain road? Under the chaotic formation, the arrows on the left mountain peak are no longer as dense as before.

Seeing that the current method had worked, Feng Zidu was full of arrogance in an instant, and turned his head to Cheng Guyao and shouted, "Sister Yao, I will go with you to kill this side of the mountain." As he spoke, he pointed to the peak on the right. Cheng Guyao pulled out the Cold Moon Short Knife, slashed the flying arrows around her body with a few knives, nodded and said, "Okay, that's it." The two of them immediately identified the path, faced the sky full of arrows, and rushed straight to the row of archers on the right peak.

The peak on the right is steeper than the peak on the left, and the path up is even more treacherous. And all the Qing soldiers occupy the pass of the checkpoint, condescending, and shoot with bows, faintly having a husband as a pass. Although Cheng Guyao is a light body and a wonderful kung fu, after all, the internal strength is not enough, and Wu has to take care of swinging a knife and chopping arrows, avoiding left and right, running forward and back, and gradually falling behind Feng Zidu.

Fengzi knew that the current situation was critical, but every moment passed, many disciples of the beggar gang in the canyon would suffer more crimes, and the casualties would be heavier. With a strong internal force, Fengzi took a big stride, crossed the rock and pierced the stone, dexterous as an ape, speeding over the galloping horse, and copied all the sharp arrows that were shot in front of him as he ran, and put them together. When there was a bundle, he shouted again, and threw the arrows he had copied at the archers in unison.

With Feng Zidu's astonishing internal strength, how could the bundle of long arrows thrown back and hurriedly throw them out of the way from a string burst? Some Qing archers standing in front of them were too busy to dodge, so they were immediately hit by arrows one after another, screaming and falling down the mountain all the way. The leader of the generals saw it very clearly, and he shocked Fengzi into a celestial. However, the opposite hill was overturned at this moment, so how could the general be willing to allow Fengzi to be able to approach and go up the mountain?

As a result, Fengzidu's front and back bodies, left and right, suddenly all of a stray arrow flew with black pressure, and the sneer in his ears was endless. Some of the arrows bounced off the surrounding rocks, clanging and clanging, making it especially difficult to guard against. Fengzi is in a hurry, but after all, he has not really learned any martial arts, all of which is just by holding the true qi of no phase, and the two veins of Ren Du are connected, so that he can see in advance, so that he can come to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and gradually return to heaven and man.

Now that the arrows around him are shooting indiscriminately, there is no way to peep at the gaps, and there is no weapon in his hand to block the situation. Fengzi couldn't help but be in a hurry, and under a carelessness, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the crook of his arm, and he was actually slashed by a sharp arrow on his arm, and he forcibly brought a large piece of flesh and skin.