There was another tearing whistling sound, and five giant crossbow arrows shot at him like lightning.

Xiahou Zun, who bore the brunt of the attack, couldn't help but tighten his complexion, the previous sword had already lost a lot of internal strength and true qi, and if he did it again, he was afraid that it would be a little difficult. You must know that the more fierce battle is still to come, and the Xuanwu soldiers who are heavily guarded by Chen Sanlang know at a glance that they are carefully selected armor, and their combat power should not be underestimated.

He didn't want to be at the end of his crossbow when he rushed to kill Chen Sanlang, in that case, it would mean that everything was in vain, and everything was no longer meaningful.

In fact, all six of them had reservations about this rush, and they only showed six or seven out of ten force, and many methods of pressing the box were not used at all. Xiahou Zun's sword just now can be regarded as showing real kung fu.

Real kung fu and big killer moves often mean huge losses, so they will not be easily used until the critical time.

This is the same as that of a monk.

In the eyes of many people, the six people in the cottage are in a dangerous situation when they are under siege, but they don't think so. Even if someone in the team is injured, it is only a minor extracutaneous injury that can last for a long time without much repercussions.

Chen Sanlang's side had no choice but to use a heavy ballista and bombarded it with huge arrows, blocking Xiahou Zun's progress at all costs.

Such a heavy weapon, with huge damage, is a great weapon of death on the battlefield. Who knows how many more Chen Saburo has in the army, or if he has other more threatening weapons?

Thinking of this, Xiahou Zun was a little bored. He chose to face it head-on, originally expecting to be powerful, and after the killing, he would scare many armor back and scare them away......

People only have one life, who is not afraid of death?

The fact that the generals went to the battlefield with their heads pinned does not mean that they are not afraid of death, and once their fighting spirit is defeated, they will cry and flee in defeat.

The list goes on.

Not long after Chen Sanlang was in Texas County, the army under his command was basically pulled together, and there was not much training or actual combat. Such a group is certainly not a rabble, but it should never be a division of victory, but so far, the corpses are everywhere, blood is flowing on the streets, and the soldiers who rushed up still do not hesitate and still regard death as home.

This kind of fighting spirit is quite rare, even some world-famous corps, such as the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, may not have it.

So, how did Chen Saburo do it?

Xiahou Zun even felt that it might be better not to kill Chen Sanlang, capture him alive, and use it for himself?

This is a bit far-reaching, so let's solve the problem at hand first.

In his mind, Xiahou Zun flashed through several ways to break the crossbow, and suddenly, his body felt cold, as if he was being targeted by something extremely powerful, and he had a strong sense of crisis.

There are not many things that can be considered a crisis if they are as strong as him. Even if you are one against a hundred, you are not afraid, because even if you are not defeated, you can retreat with your whole body.

But at this moment, he only felt that the cold hairs all over his body were about to stand up, his eyes were open, and his whole body of Xuan Gong was running at a very fast speed, and he was trying to capture that cold glow wholeheartedly!

It was a sword, small as silk, and swift. Under the cover of the powerful tearing sound of the giant arrow, it concealed Xiahou Zun's ears and eyes, and it was only discovered when he was about to be in front of him.

"Phew!"

Under the huge crisis, Xiahou Zun couldn't care about anything, he knew very well that if he was stabbed by this cold light, then he would become a waste if he didn't die. At this time, retaining strength or something is nonsense.

His anger rang out, and his empty left hand was raised, and his entire palm turned a bewitching dark blue.

This is exactly the poisonous palm he has practiced all his life, the last time he used it, he still faced Xu Nianniang, and slapped Xu Nianniang on him, and the last time he used it, it was twenty years ago.

The poisonous palm was picked up and slapped directly at the small sword that was close at hand.

Laugh at!

Xiahou Zun only felt a pain on his palm, and the breath of the meridians immediately became disordered, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

For a moment, he was shocked and angry. Fortunately, the sudden mysterious little sword was also blown away by the true qi, but I don't know where it flew to.

Not far away, on the opposite side, Chen Sanlang, who was riding on a horse, snorted, and a salty feeling surged up, which was swallowed back by him alive.

Perhaps, it would be better to spit out this mouthful of blood, but the battle situation is tight, and if he, who is the backbone of the main heart, vomits blood inexplicably, it will make the army's heart turmoil. After a slight adjustment, he reached out and grabbed it in the air, retracted it, and in the palm of his hand, there was an extra thing, which was the delicate sword of slashing evil.

With the cultivation of profoundness, this sword has become more and more proficient, can be large or small, and can be sent and received freely, and it is almost the same as the legendary flying sword. Unfolded, the gods are haunted, and the stabbing is invisible.

Just now, Chen Sanlang captured a rare fighter plane, and while the crossbow was activated, he also harnessed the evil sword, and sure enough, he injured Xiahou Zun.

Although the small sword did not actually pierce the opponent's body, it obviously achieved the desired effect. At least, breaking the poisonous palm that Xiahou Zun had been practicing hard for many years had damaged his combat power. On the other hand, by the way, he also helped his father-in-law avenge a palm.

Xiahou Zun is the real soul of the cottage, and now in the battle, he is also the leader of the line, as long as he has a problem, the entire team will be greatly affected.

Sure enough, the situation has changed. Just when Xiahou Zun was distracted to block the evil sword, due to his distraction, there was a gap in the formation, and a huge arrow took advantage of the weakness to enter and shot Ximen Fu in the team impartially, right in the lower abdomen. The force of the impact almost pierced his body, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

In the cottage, Ximen Fu plays the role of a think tank military advisor, good at giving advice, although his martial arts are not bad, but in this small team, he naturally belongs to the last class. He is three years younger than Xiahou Zun, and he has been following Xiahou Zun's ass since he was a child, treating each other as a brother and a father.

In today's fierce battle, Ximen Fu was arranged behind Xiahou Zun, which was the position he had always stood in, living in Xiahou Zun's shadow and being protected by it. However, he didn't expect that Xiahou Zun, who was as resolute and calm as a mountain, was suddenly attacked and distracted, and he couldn't care about protecting him behind him.

This has never happened before, so when the giant arrow came, Ximenfu was not prepared at all, and fell on the spot with the arrow, becoming the first victim of the cottage.

His fall, like a brick knocked off a wall, is an irreparable loss. Not to mention that in the team of cottages, the role of Ximenfu's existence is second only to Xiahou Zun?

Xiahou Zun, who was a little god, turned his head suddenly, and saw Ximen Fu who fell to the ground and spit blood, the huge crossbow arrow inserted in his body was so dazzling and ruthless, and an irrepressible anger came out, Xiahou Zun roared in the sky, like a wounded angry beast!