"There are many enemies but not strong! Their flying swords are not terrible, what is terrible is the rune cloud arrow, if it hadn't rained just now, the three of us would have been burned to carbon at this time, fortunately, that guy should not have operated in a rainy day before, underestimated the impact of rain on the arrow, hehe... Otherwise, we'll be served in one pot. We have to find the one who released the arrows quickly, and then kill him!" Bao Xiaojie said as he ran, and he could still laugh.

"What about Du Quanzhi, what about Du Quanzhi?" asked Liu San'er as he ran.

"I don't know!" Bao Xiaojie replied quickly: "At first, I saw him deal with three people, he ran three people to chase after him, and then those three people turned back to deal with me! If you didn't come, I would have been miserable!"

Liu San'er's heart moved, could it be that Du Quanzhi knew that this guy was more than lucky?

As he spoke, another rune arrow shot through the rain curtain and nailed to a nearby wall, exploding a large cloud of flames. The white flame was no more than a foot away from the three of them at its peak. If it hadn't been raining, someone would have been lit by now.

"Senior Brother Liu!" Huang Xinran's voice was very low but there was a majesty: "Please go up to the wall, the two of us will come and see the direction of the arrow!"

When Liu San'er heard this order, he immediately understood that he was going to be targeted. He was stunned for a moment, only the pouring rain and the faint sound of the enemy running in the sky and earth. He nodded, his eyesight was not as good as Huang Xinran and Bao Xiaojie, and his cultivation was the lowest, from the perspective of the two of them, he was the only one who was the most suitable target among the three.

Someone must do the most dangerous things, although a thought flashed in my heart: Why not Bao Xiaojie? Why not yourself? Doesn't it mean that nuns have priority in everything? Why don't you give priority to death?

This is not fair, you should let Xiu Wei be a better target, so that you can protect yourself, Liu San'er almost said this, but when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it back.

This is a battlefield, a battlefield like Shura, eating people without spitting out bones! How can the senior sister and senior brother who have known each other for less than a day be sincere to themselves, how can they think about their own safety, they do not harm themselves is already a blessing that they have cultivated in their previous lives, don't ask too much, that is the source of troubles and bad moods.

looked at Huang Xinran and Bao Xiaojie for a while, Liu San'er could clearly feel the coldness in the eyes of the two, as if he didn't go out, the two of them were going to attack him. Of course, he was not afraid of the two of them, in such a short distance, he was completely confident that he would kill them in an instant, but where was it now, the result of the fight in the nest was not beneficial to anyone, and he had always been unwilling to do things that were not beneficial. But what he is doing now is not only not good for himself, but may also bring him great harm.

Forget it, just go, who let you two guys not know how powerful Grandpa is. After Liu San'er grinned at the two, he no longer hesitated, holding a sword in both hands, gritted his teeth and ran up to the roof that was connected together, and Huang Xinran's voice came from behind him: "Run! Don't fly! Be careful!"

Then, Liu San'er ran on the roof with his head down. Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough for Edgeworth to fly, and then he would really be a live target without any cover.

Below, Bao Xiaojie and Huang Xinran chased closely on the roof where Liu San'er was running, looking at Liu San'er with their heads up.

Sou!

An arrow was shot ten steps in front of Liu San'er, and he immediately turned sideways, avoiding the bursting flames and continuing to charge. Then an arrow passed between his legs, and the cold arrow feathers even touched his pants, although the pants were soaked, but the cold murderous aura attached to the arrow made Liu San'er feel half of his legs numb. Fortunately, the arrow will not burst or burn until it hits the target.

Liu San'er only ran thirty steps. It was only thirty paces, but it was the fastest he had ever run since he was born.

When an arrow crossed his head, Liu San'er also reached the edge of the roof, and the fear of being shot by the arrow made him slip his foot, and his whole body slipped on the grass roof, he rolled and fell down, desperately trying to grab something to stabilize, but finally grabbed a handful of thatch in each hand, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Damn, find this one who released the arrow, remember not to kill it first, keep it for me to mend the sword!"

Poof!

Liu San'er fell heavily on the ground, and she couldn't get up for a while in pain. Fortunately, this is the blind spot of the archer hidden in the shadows, and he doesn't have to worry about being shot at this juncture.

Immediately, Bao Xiaojie and Huang Xinran came to him, and the two of them pulled him up with one hand.

"Are you hurt?" asked Huang Xinran.

Bao Xiaojie looked back and forth on Liu San'er.

"It's okay...... Have you found the direction?" Liu San'er didn't hurt his bones, although it hurt a lot, he could bear it. What he was most concerned about at the moment was whether the adventure just now had been duly rewarded.

"Well, it's not one, it's two!" It was Bao Xiaojie who accosted him, and while talking, he and Huang Xinran let go of Liu San'er. This time he didn't smile again, and his expression was slightly more solemn.

These words made Liu San'er feel afraid, he had just run thirty steps under the attack of two Fu Yun arrows, and walked before the ghost gate was closed, his luck was so good, his fate was really big!

"The price of a set of nine Fu Yun Arrows on the black market is equivalent to a third-order low-grade magic weapon, and it rains to shoot like this, it's just a bad thing, these people really don't care about spirit stones!" Huang Xinran sighed.

Liu San'er nodded slightly, but she didn't care about what Huang Xinran complained. On the one hand, he was apprehensive about the two archers just now, and on the other hand, he was also trying to listen to Ding Nian's movements.

I don't know if it was the sound of the rain that affected my hearing, or if there was no battle on Ding Nian's side at all. Although Liu San'er was very attentive, he didn't hear anything, there was not even the slightest sound of fighting in that direction, and even the least aura fluctuation was not heard.

Evil door, evil door, what a fucking evil door!

This can only be two outcomes, either Ding Nian trapped the two Zhuji as soon as he went up, or the two Zhuji controlled Ding Nian as soon as they came up. The situation is definitely one-sided, it depends on which side it is tilting.

Just as he was thinking, a voice at the entrance of the alley suddenly shouted: "Here they are!

When the three of them saw that they had been discovered, they quickly ran away.

"Senior Brother Liu, you go and lure them away, and Senior Brother Bao and I will kill the one who released the arrow one by one!" Huang Xinran ordered as he ran.

There was no time to think, at an intersection, Liu San'er ran in a straight line, and the two people next to him turned around and disappeared into the rain in different directions.

Being chased by a group of people is not a joke, leaving your back to the enemy is more equivalent to letting the other party put the magic weapon around your neck, which is too dangerous to attract enemies. Liu San'er is not afraid of danger, but he is afraid of dying without knowing and fighting. The reason is very simple, he is unwilling!

So, he quickly gave up going straight, and suddenly turned around and jumped into the family's courtyard from a dog hole without any cultivators.

The cost of flying into the yard was too great, he didn't want to be targeted by the two archers again, the two guys who had just tried the arrows a few times before, but this time they might have adapted to firing in the rain, and the result was terrible to think about.

Standing sideways by a pile of firewood and grass by the window, panting, Liu San'er finally shook off the other party, trying his best to listen to whether there was any movement from Ding Nian's side or the second whistle to retreat and escape. But he heard nothing but the howl of the rain.

The torrential rain didn't stop for a moment, and Liu San'er's head seemed to be hit by the raindrops the size of soybeans. Only now standing under the eaves did he feel the horror of being drenched in the rain, the pity of a low-level cultivator who couldn't even avoid the rain, and the hatred of being used as a gun.

At this time, a strange sound suddenly came from the other side of the firewood and grass.

Liu San'er clenched his sword with both hands and rushed into the rain steeply, twisted in the rain, drew a circle with his right foot in the muddy water, and dragged his left foot to open a waterway in the water, the muddy water splashed everywhere, but the body was already facing the other side of the pyre, and sure enough, there was someone!

The sword in his left hand was fiercely swung out, and the opponent raised a white stick-like magic weapon to slash head-on, and immediately blocked the sword. The corners of Liu San'er's mouth curled, and the golden wooden sword in his right hand was about to launch a fatal blow, but suddenly stopped in the air.

The rain ran down his face, and his whole body seemed to be a stream, but he tried to keep his eyes open, looking at the trembling stick, and seeing the person holding it.

No, it's not a stick, it's a scroll to be precise, and it should be a scroll of a painting.

"Du Daoyou!" Liu San'er said in surprise.

"Brother Liu!" Du Quanzhi pounced out of the dark shadow and hugged Liu San'er, his eyes widened, and he was full of complexity.

This guy's expression is very wrong, what's wrong with him?

Liu San'er and Du Quanzhi, who were a little puzzled, stood sideways under the eaves, thought about it and turned their heads and said, "I thought you had an accident, Daoyou?"

Du Quanzhi didn't say anything, his expression was a little strange, and his lips kept trembling.

"Hi, Du Daoyou, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Liu, I'm ...... I think...... I think we're still ......."

"What?" The rain was loud, Du Quanzhi's voice was very small, Liu San'er frowned and tilted his head, trying to catch the other party's intermittent words.

At this moment, a window on the side "creaked" open, and a man held an oil lamp in his left hand, grabbed the quilt on his body with his right hand, and poked his head out: "Who is there so late? What are you doing?"

The appearance of this person made Liu San'er and Du Quanzhi stunned at the same time, because this time was the most nervous, and the black-clothed masked man's side would attack at any time.

Before Liu San'er could think of how to answer, with a "whoosh", an earthy yellow flying sword suddenly shot over, shaving off a strand of hair on the top of the man's head.

"Oh, my mother!" the man threw back into the house in a panic, and cried out repeatedly.

Liu San'er turned his head and already saw the location of the person who made the flying sword, which was on top of the highest grass hut nearby.

"Let's go!" Immediately, Liu San'er pulled Du Quanzhi's cat by the waist, and rushed towards the house under the cover of rain, fog and night.

When they were about to arrive at the thatched house, Liu San'er made a few gestures at Du Quanzhi in a row, which was taught by Ding Nian, which meant that Du Quanzhi went around the back of the person and attacked back and forth.

But Du Quanzhi was stunned, he looked at the roof, and then at Liu San'er, who was ready to attack with two swords in his hands, and said in a hurry: "Brother Liu, I think we ......"

Liu San'er covered his mouth, he was afraid of being heard by the people on the roof, he thought that maybe Du Quanzhi had forgotten the meaning of those gestures for a while, he put his mouth to Du Quanzhi's ear and said in the smallest voice: "Go to the back, and then we will attack back and forth, and when you are in place, we will attack first, and I will attack from behind!"

Du Quanzhi was unmoved, and there was indescribable complexity in his eyes.

Liu San'er thought again, maybe this guy was afraid that he would be discovered in the process of detouring, but if he didn't do it at this time, the opportunity would soon disappear, so he could only go on his own. So he whispered again: "Then you are here, I will go to the back, and when I am in place, I will attack, and you will attack from behind!"

With the sound of rain, it was not effortless to go around the back from a distance, and Liu San'er passed quickly. He appeared at the mouth of the alley about sixty paces behind the man on the roof, leaning against the wall, trying to merge himself with the darkness, and quietly continued to approach.

The other party was the late stage top existence of the ninth layer of the Famous Qi Cultivation Layer, and his whole body was wrapped in black, even on his head. His aura was almost completely constricted, if he hadn't seen people first and only used his senses to explore the surroundings, it would have been difficult for Liu San'er to find out where his location was.

Liu San'er also restrained his breath, but at this distance, if he used two-handed swordsmanship, he didn't have the certainty of killing or even injuring the other party with one blow, after all, it was too far. For a moment, he wanted to make a long-range attack of the imperial envoy's flying sword, but when he moved, he saw that he was holding a close-range sword in his left and right hands, and the flying sword that was often used to hurry had not been against the enemy for an unknown amount of time, and even if he used it now, it was very unfamiliar.

Rustiness means accidents, and accidents mean danger, and when facing a powerful enemy with a top-level cultivation in the late stage of Qi cultivation, any accident is fatal. Liu San'er wanted to escape after a successful blow, so he had to sigh in his heart and let go of that thought.

Moving within thirty steps and then using his right hand sword to kill the other party is Liu San'er's ideal method of killing, but the road surface of the village is uneven, and when he is about fifty steps, he is unlucky to step on a deep puddle, and a "bang" sound that is different from the surrounding rain can't help but sound.

The black-clothed man on the roof immediately noticed that something was wrong, and turned his head suddenly, just staring at Liu San'er, who was holding a double sword behind him.

For a while, both of them were stunned, but the man was the first to react, and with a flick of his left and right hands at the same time, two yellow lights suddenly drew out, and shot towards Liu San'er with a roar.