"Dangdangdang" three times in a row!

It seemed to be crisp, but it was very muffled, and Sanji suddenly found that the long sword of himself and the other two brocade-clothed people had been broken in two.

After all, this long sword is also made of stainless steel, why is it easily broken by the other party?

The shock of the front foot has not yet subsided, and a sword aura on the back foot has already been killed. Sanji hurriedly raised his half-cut sword and barely met it. only listened to the continuous sound of "ahhh But the two fellow doormen next to him had their throats cut, and they were screaming with terrifying expressions.

Looking at the other side, the hat boy was holding a black broken blade, staring at him coldly.

Sanji could no longer smell the blood on his face, and his head was covered with cold sweat. I thought that there were many people, and the other party was only a few weak and young people, whether it was killed or captured, it was as easy as a hand.

Who knows, a man shall not be a disgrace.

Not to mention the gray-haired purple-clothed old man, the glory of sword power should reach the height of a five-star swordsman, but I didn't expect this muffled young man with a hat to have such an unattainable cultivation. Moreover, the strange broken sword in his hand seems to be dull and bladeless, but it is actually extremely sharp, it is simply terrifying!

Thinking so in his heart, the original arrogant momentum disappeared and disappeared. Sanji retreated sharply with the power of resisting the rebound of the sword qi, and was caught by a group of Ding Jia behind him.

"Commander San!" those Ding Jia shouted one after another, with three points of concern and seven points of fear.

"Let's go together!" Sanji shouted with red eyes as he threw the broken sword and snatched the spear from the hand of one of the Ding Armors beside him.

"Kill!"

Although they knew how powerful the other party was, this group of Ding Jia took advantage of the large number of people, shouted and rushed forward. Uncle Cen, Fine Mao, and the masked Mai Black Skin, who were mixed in with it, hurriedly avoided on both sides.

Seeing this, Yang Ao and Xue Yu couldn't help but stand side by side. After some fighting, the robes and faces of the two were stained with blood. Shi Zhongyue also clenched the long sword that had been curled up and covered with blood, standing upright at his side. Song Henian still stood behind, staring at the streets and alleys on both sides and the dark city towers.

Although it was only half a cup of tea, the people in brocade who had been reinforced, except for Sanji and the two people who had led the team to divide the troops before, had all died on the spot and their souls were scattered. The lights are flickering and on, illuminating the corpses scattered on the long street and the bloody pavement, and the scene is also very tragic.

Seeing Ding Jia, who was shouting to kill, rushed to the front, Yang Ao condensed his breath, danced the broken sword, and swept out three or four sword qi in a row. Xue Yu, on the other hand, tended to take a whimsical and mysterious pace, followed behind these sword qi, and went straight to Sanji, who was holding a gun.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Ding Jia at the top of the top fell to the ground one after another, either with their heads open or their stomachs bursting. In front of the Xuantie Broken Blade and Mixed Yuan Spirit Sword induced by the Heavenly Clan's Yuan God, even if he wears the heavy armor made by Seiko, it is still useless, and it is all in vain.

Seeing the bizarre scene in front of him, Sanji couldn't help but start doubting his own life. The swarming Ding Jia, who was cut down to the ground in batches, was cut down to the ground in batches, and his ears were filled with terrible wails, the dull sound of swords, and messy roars, like one heavy hammer after another, hitting the nerves that were becoming more and more fragile and frightened.

This made him a little trance-like, as if he had suddenly escaped from this long street of purgatory on earth.

The miscellaneous sounds suddenly became distant, and the rapid flying swords, sword shadows, and bloody rain and bloody wind also turned into slow-moving shots, so slow that they almost came to a stand...... In this almost static picture, he seemed to see Shuen Shucen Swordsman with a thin monkey face, standing with thin fine hair cowering beside him, and a person standing by on the other side, but it was a bloated black skin wearing a mask.

These greedy and fearful cowards of death actually made us work the front line, shrinking back and being lazy.

I'm your uncle!

Sanji wanted to scold, but he noticed that the picture in front of him, which was about to freeze, suddenly sped up and changed back to the previous scene, followed by a gust of wind, and a black thing that looked like a folding fan reached the root of his ear!

Almost instinctively, he jerked his arms back and flicked the spear in a way. Just listening to the "knock", the folding fan was blocked, but like a leech on the body, it cut down the barrel of the gun to the right hand holding the gun. Sanji hurriedly changed his move, let go of his right hand, and turned backwards, intending to avoid the blow. Who knew that the fan "snapped" and opened, and a fierce murderous aura as sharp as a blade swept from the edge of the arc-shaped fan!

What kind of strange trick is this! I couldn't see the opponent's footwork and body shape clearly, and I only felt that the spear seemed to be slashed by something, and it broke with a "snap". At the same time, his brocade clothes "clicked", and a two-foot-long opening was torn open on his chest. Sanji chuckled in his heart, and quickly touched his chest and abdomen. Fortunately, there was a gold silk soft armor vest to protect the body, otherwise the belly would have been cut open, and it would have been wailing.

But the Ding Jia next to him was not so lucky.

The person who rushed in front was pushed by the tide-like force behind him, and it was difficult to withdraw and retreat, and he just saw a few cold flashes of light, and he didn't shout a word, so he was splashed with blood on the spot and lost his life. And those who came up from behind also found that something was wrong, and the helpless retreat had been blocked by waves of people, and it was inevitable that there would be a fetter under their feet, and they fell to the ground and never got up again.

Sanji opened his mouth with red eyes and shouted wildly, signaling everyone to calm down, but now in this chaotic situation, they have all lost their direction and trampled on each other, who can still hear his voice? For a while, people turned over on their backs, guns broke and swords were broken, and ghosts cried wolves everywhere, and these dozens of Ding Jia were like wasps that had been smoked and exploded, and they were mixed up!

He suddenly felt very lost.

Not long ago, he still had the confidence of victory, of course, more of a contempt for those strange visitors, leading more than ten people in brocade clothes and more than 100 heavily armed Ding Jia, vigorously killing the long street. Who would have thought that after the two sides took action, the situation would take a sharp turn for the worse...... It is estimated that this duel will end in its own defeat, alas!

Here, Sanchi almost lost his fighting spirit, indifferently watching a group of rabble making a pot of ants, but he heard the sudden sound of shouting and killing like a raging wave on both sides of the street.

I saw that on both sides of the street, which was originally pitch black, the lights were flickering, and the shadows rushed up to the two teams. The east team is led by Hu Kai, a brocade man in the same city, who has a roe deer head and a rat eye, and has no beard under his chin. The one in the west is also a soldier and horse in the same city, and the leader is also surnamed Sang, with a single name and an identity, but he is a white-faced scholar, but his eyes are like triangles and full of fierce light.

This Hu Kai and Sang An each led more than 30 Ding Jia just now, and the soldiers were divided into two roads, bypassing a short section of streets and alleys, intending to attack from both sides of the street.

Now, from Yang Ao's point of view, the situation has changed a little.

On the front, there are a group of Sanji, Uncle Cen, and Fine Hair, most of whom have the cultivation of a five-star swordsman. Although those Ding Jia are in a mess, once these brocade clothes join forces, their strength cannot be underestimated. Moreover, there is also the mutinous masked man, who has not yet made a move, and I don't know how powerful his sword is.

Two groups of men and horses attacked at the same time from the flank. Not to mention the strength of the opponent's sword, it's just that this left and right flanking attack and facing the enemy on three sides will at least involve more energy to deal with. And Uncle Zhang and his sister don't know martial arts, so they can't tolerate the slightest negligence.

Leading the troops in actual combat is important to be precise and fast. As the saying goes: it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers. It seems that we must cut through the mess quickly, pick the weakest group of people first, solve all the way as soon as possible, and then concentrate on breaking them one by one!

Yang Ao raised his eyes to look at Xue Yu, and both of them invariably turned their heads to look at Song Henian who was guarding behind.

Purple clothes and white beards looked particularly calm and calm in this tense and tragic atmosphere.

Song Henian seemed to have already thought of a countermeasure, and he didn't hurry, pulled out a burning arrow shaft, and took out a thunderbolt. Before that, he had moved the source of the fire attracted by Xue Yu to the leeward place, added a lot of rags and wood, and threw a handful of scattered feather arrows into the fire for ignition.

I saw that the arrow shaft with Mars shook twice, and a thunderbolt had been ignited, and it flew out with sparks—— because the distance was not far, so it didn't need to be tied to the feather arrow, and it was directly operated with bare hands, just like throwing a grenade.

"Huh?"

Hitting the east rushed to the sky, Hu Kai exclaimed. When I looked up, I saw a rotating point of light, dragging a bright red tail through the night sky, flying straight towards me!

Most of the Ding Jia around him had never seen fire and thunder, and they all slowed down and were stunned, but Hu Kai had seen the power of this weapon, so he was so frightened that he jumped off the horse and ran away with his head in his hands.

The thunderbolt was impartial, and it landed right in the middle of dozens of Ding Jia. Just listen to a loud "boom"! The strong wave of qi directly knocked Hu Kai in front to the ground, and behind him, those Ding Jia had already exploded their limbs and blurred their flesh and blood, and most of them died.

Hu Kai secretly complained, but Yang Ao and others clapped their hands. Although there are not many thunderbolts left, one is blown up, and one is missing, but when the enemy is outnumbered and trapped on three sides, it is the most effective weapon of mass destruction. Including Zhang Bo and Yang Ruoqing, who were hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but cheer when they saw it.

At this moment when the situation was very good, Zhang Bo suddenly saw that on the west side, that is, in the other team led by Sang An, there seemed to be many people showing their longbows!

"Be careful!arrow!!"

Before these three words landed, a rain of arrows had already flown out from the west, shooting straight like locusts flying in the sky!

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are hard to prevent!