Liu San'er hurriedly lay down in the thatch, and his chest just touched the real thing. Even though it was soaked and swollen thatch, he could still feel his heart pounding on the roof. He even had the illusion that the splash of water next to him was due to his own heartbeat.

And when he raised his head again, his heartbeat couldn't help but be even more intense.

I saw that at this time, there was already a group of people at the intersection who were in the dark press! All of them had cultivated in the late stage of Qi training, and everyone was dressed in black and masked, with hats and robes, and the intersection gathered in front of the house was so oppressive.

He counted sixteen!

He had faced more than 100 ancient beast monkeys, and he didn't think it was so terrifying. And now there are only sixteen people, which actually gives him a terrible feeling of black pressure. This feeling seriously affected his state of mind, and naturally it would inevitably affect his next swordsmanship. And swordsmanship is the only means of life he can rely on in life-and-death battles. If this is not reliable, he really doesn't know what to fight next.

The group walked very slowly, and deliberately restrained their breath, but the ubiquitous murderous aura in the air could not be concealed. It was also by virtue of this that Liu San'er roughly judged their cultivation.

Suddenly, the masked man, who was walking in the second position, raised his right hand, and the procession stopped. Then, with a wave of his hand, two people in the team immediately took out their magic weapons, separated at this intersection, and rushed forward along the waist of the two street cats.

At this time, Huang Xinran put his four fingers together, and his thumb was closed in the palm of his hand and swung back. Liu San'er knew that this was a sign not to move, and immediately thought that the two people who came out first were each other's outposts, and they must have gone to determine Ding Nian's location.

After a while, the remaining fourteen people moved forward again, and the same was divided into two columns at the intersection in front of the house, apparently to be flanked back and forth.

Liu San'er couldn't help but admire Ding Nian, she actually guessed that the center of this battle was the location of the other party's division of troops, and immediately thought that it was probably because she herself had done such a thing. If you do a lot of work, you will naturally know the habits when doing this kind of thing.

The next moment, Huang Xinran and Bao Xiaojie glanced at each other and nodded.

Then, Huang Xinran came back and came over, and Liu San'er hurriedly watched his every move.

Sure enough, Huang happily gave the order: her left hand gave her thumb up, and her right hand was like a hand knife, and she slashed at her thumb twice...... After a series of gestures, she finally raised the tail finger of her left hand and slashed her right hand once.

Liu San'er already fully knew what Huang Xinran meant, since the other party did not have a foundation for the time being, then "capture the thief and capture the king first", she had locked the masked man who had just given the order, he wanted to kill that person first, if she didn't succeed, Liu San'er would jump down from the head of the team and kill him; if she succeeded, Liu San'er would jump from the back of the team and start killing from the end of the team, so that the enemy would be attacked by surprise before and after, and it would definitely be chaotic.

Liu San'er was thinking about whether to smile to express her admiration for Huang Xinran, but this woman looked innocent and innocent, not at all like a veteran in the killing field, but she actually did what she said.

In just an instant, she had suddenly stood up from the roof, and her body shook out a drop of water with her swift movements, like a swordfish rushing out of the water, not only fast enough, but also ruthless enough.

Then, four flying swords slashed with four white lights and shot into the rain in front of the sluggish Liu San'er.

The four flying swords all had the rank of second-order lower grade, very thin and short, but the white light emitted from their bodies was extremely dazzling in this stormy night. In this respect, they are very much in keeping with the magic of being an Assassin, but fortunately they are just as fast as their masters, ruthless enough, and sharp enough.

"Ah!!h

With a scream below, Huang Xinran shouted: "Back!"

There was clearly anger in that tone, and Liu San'er came back to his senses. Before he could adjust his body, he jumped off the roof of the hut with his twin swords.

The thatched hut is not high, so Liu San'er landed quickly. However, he was not lucky, and he happened to look at the other party who was confused by fright, and the two almost ran into each other.

Through the rain curtain, Liu San'er swept the other party's extremely surprised eyes, and immediately roared, and the left-handed sword struck out like lightning, which was originally intended to penetrate the opponent's spine, but because of the instability of the body, he lost his head and only wore it on the opponent's thigh.

Needless to say, the sharpness of the Fighting Sword as a third-order low-grade magic weapon, and it was struck out by Liu San'er with all his strength, and its power was naturally extremely great. The sword pierced through the masked man's thigh like tofu and then exited the masked man's other leg without pause.

Immediately afterwards, Liu San'er habitually withdrew his sword and retreated. But because he was too nervous and used too much force, he fell to the ground on his back all of a sudden, and the other party's cries of pain were in his ears.

The shout was so terrible, it was many times more miserable than Huang Xinran's sneak attack, so that even Liu San'er himself was so frightened that he trembled. He hurriedly rolled on the spot, far away from the guy who was called the murderer, and the golden wooden sword in his right hand was propped up in the muddy water, and just as he was about to get up, a huge black shadow smashed down!

Without time to think, Liu San'er's left-handed sword stabbed through as if reflexively.

With another shout of "Ah!", the black shadow fell beside Liu San'er, smashing up a piece of muddy water, splashing all over his face as he sat on the ground.

It's muddy water with a fishy smell.

It is the familiar smell of blood.

Liu San'er glanced at the ground, and immediately stood up with a crawl, and there were already three corpses on the ground.

Huang Xinran's four flying swords pierced more than a dozen cuts on a tall masked man, especially the flesh and blood in the heart. The flying sword that pierced his thigh just now was also made up by Huang Xinran in the critical position, and immediately stopped shouting. The last one was the one who rushed over to pick up the bargain, the bigger one, and was stabbed between the two strands by his sword, which was the most perfect one so far.

In the rumbling rain and thunder, the ears were already full of shouts.

"Boss, there's an ambush!"

"Hide first!"

"Jump on the roof, stupid!"

"There are masters among them!"

"Watch the back!"

"Kill!"

......

Before he had time to tell, a silver flying sword had already pierced out of the white and bright rain curtain, Liu San'er held a sword in his left hand, and the golden wooden sword in his right hand stabbed forward suddenly, he didn't see where the enemy was, but what difference did it make, just stab forward, stab with the greatest force.

Shoot with nameless swordsmanship, and you haven't missed yet!

Liu San'er was stabbed, and before the man could scream, he knelt down with his neck covered, his eyes were full of horror and incredulity, and finally fell to the ground. And the flying sword, which was still fighting with the sword in his left hand, immediately lost its spirituality, and fell into the rain with a "bang".

At this time, a magic weapon long knife slashed head-on, and the momentum was only seen in Liu San'er's life.

That sword was more than three feet long, and it was not a common cultivator flying sword, but it was at least a second-order mid-grade magic weapon. The body of the knife emitted a faint green light, which looked particularly gloomy at night, and it was even more heart-wrenching on such a rainy night.

The person who came was actually as good at hand-to-hand attacks as Liu San'er, and unlike the previous ones, he had a terrifying cultivation of the ninth layer of qi.

The moment he felt the knife momentum, Liu San'er's heart tightened, and a sense of danger arose. But he didn't give up his resistance because of this, but swung his left-handed sword to block it.

However, the other party just slashed at the long knife and slashed again. At the same time, another ordinary knife stabbed out of the water curtain, with the same strength as Liu San'er's stabbing opponent.

This horrible guy actually uses a double knife!

Liu San'er's eyes were full of rain, and he could only see the other party's knife and his own sword. He knew that tonight was a big trouble, and if he didn't get it right, his life would be at risk, so he just wanted to shout: Whoever harmed me, Ding Nianye!

"Ahh

This move is far beyond the expectations of ordinary people, and the more experienced the master, the harder it is to think that someone will make such a move.

Therefore, the guy who made the double knife didn't react for a while, and when he reacted, he didn't have time to stop Liu San'er!

"Hit!" Liu San'er suddenly became enthusiastic. But what made him feel bad was that the swords in his left and right hands met resistance. Obviously, the other party seems to be wearing a vestment or armor. Otherwise, with the sharpness of his twin swords, he would inevitably kill a protective magic weapon like one hit. He immediately used more strength, and there was only one thought in his mind - that is, to make the sword cut deeper!

Suddenly, the knife next to Liu San'er's ear stood up, and quickly disappeared into the rain - the other party was injured and fell.

But at the same time, another knife stabbed at him in the shape of a sword, and Liu San'er was busy desperately using his left hand to fight for the sword, but it was too slow.

Kill 10,000 and lose 8,000!

A lot of times it's like that, when you're busy killing the other person, the other person can also kill you because you're too busy to worry about anything else.

Because it's in the real killing field. It's not a fight in the ring.

But then, the sword-like knife suddenly lost its strength and accuracy, and Liu San'er suddenly dodged sideways and slipped into the muddy water.

A miserable cry sounded beside Liu San'er: "My eyes!ah!ah!ah!ah......"

Immediately, a hand grabbed Liu San'er from behind. He staggered to his feet, his hand holding only four short flying swords in front of him, and Huang Xinran's voice sounded in his ears: "Senior brother, don't stand still, run and fight!"

In the blink of an eye, a flying sword in Huang Xinran's hand was like a silver fish piercing into the rain, and the miserable cry suddenly stopped, only a muffled sound of "plopping" was heard.

Liu San'er followed Huang Xinran around the house, and there was also a fight on the other street, but the situation was critical.

There was a corpse on the ground thirty steps away, Du Quan didn't know it, Bao Xiaojie was surrounded by four people and was fighting fiercely, and the five people had white splashes floating on their bodies.

Huang Xinran didn't say a word, and a flying sword shot into the ass of a seventh-layer Qi cultivation enemy who was back to him, originally, he wanted to shoot the man's back, but the rainstorm lowered the path of the flying sword, so that it only shot the man's buttocks. Then, she walked around Liu San'er's back with an arrow step, and ordered loudly: "It's too far!

Driven again and again by a little girl who looked much younger than herself, Liu San'er was sleepwalking and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. But the next moment, he still gritted his teeth and rushed over, clinging to Huang Xinran's back.

"Be careful, there's someone in the back!" the man with the injured ass was lying in the muddy water on the street, struggling to his feet and shouting to his companions.

Liu San'er sprinted with all his strength in the rainstorm, the rain hit his eyes painfully, and there seemed to be a splash under his feet, which dissipated before he could close it.

On this side, Bao Xiaojie was extremely experienced, and when he saw the two rushing over, he moved in the opposite direction with the battle group, giving Huang Xinran's flying sword enough space to shoot.

In just one breath, the masked man with the injured buttocks had already stood up, and the other masked man had also broken away from the battle group and ran over to help him.

One more enemy would be trouble! Liu San'er jumped up almost with all his might, put his legs together in the air, and his calves were retracted, as if he was kneeling in the air, drawing a graceful arc from the rain curtain, but the end point was the back of the masked man with an injured buttocks!

"Be careful!" shouted the masked man who had broken away from the warband.

The masked man with an injured butt looked back in amazement to see a pair of knees in the air.

"Crack! Tom!", the person was smashed to the ground by Liu San'er kneeling on his chest, accompanied by the crisp sound of the sternum breaking, Liu San'er's legs almost sank into his chest, and the other party's blood sprayed all over his face from his mouth.

At that moment, Liu San'er clearly saw that the other party's eyes changed from shock to fear, and finally to pain, and then forever fixed on his face.

Then, Liu San'er rolled forward from the person who had turned into a corpse. The impact just now is too great, if this person still has armor or magic clothes similar to the previous person, then he will be miserable, if the other party is not dead, just raise his hand to give him, he is also either dead or injured.

"Phew..."

At this moment, a sharp whistle sounded from the entrance of the village.

"Well done, we have to hurry, the other party's backup is coming!" Huang Xinran shouted as he rushed towards Bao Xiaojie's battle group.