The convicts behind the action group can't be said to be unlucky, and they should be grateful that the action team didn't put a hood on them and didn't tie them back to back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, they can also observe the situation in the field, and when they see these raiding swordsmen picking up crossbow arrows, they can all react, and they dodge stubbornly.

There are those who can dodge, those who are unfortunate enough to be arrowed, and those who can't.

Rollerball didn't have time to turn back to the prisoners, he had already rushed close to the swordsman, and the waist knife had already been picked up and slashed at the swordsman.

These swordsmen collectively abandoned their crossbows, the tip of their swords was lightly tapped, and the swords in their hands poked down the throats of the slashing team members like snakes spitting letters, and it seemed that they planned to exchange their lives by swords.

The ball thought that his fate was still expensive, so he could only curse secretly, change the blade, and slap the sword body of the swordsman.

Most of his followers did the same, slapping their swords crookedly.

Only one brother remained castrated, slashing at the top of the swordsman's head with unusually determination.

It seems that this brother seems to be more upright, or more confident, confident that his sword will be faster than the sword of the swordsman.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed this scene and scolded the fool in his heart.

The swordsman's sword was handed straight forward, and the empty door in Geng's chest was drawn to his throat from the bottom up, completely ignoring the knife that had been cut down.

At the moment of his death, the sword body of the swordsman had already far exceeded Geng Zhi's wrist, if it was faster, Geng Zhige lost, according to this result, only the sword pierced the throat.

Unexpectedly, the swordsman suddenly shook his wrist, forcibly turned the sword in a different direction, and slashed towards Brother Geng's hand holding the knife.

The corners of Brother Geng's mouth hooked, and he suddenly bent his body, folded in half at a strange speed, and forcibly turned the knife momentum of chopping off the head of the pocket to the waist of the swordsman.

The swordsman could only change his posture in embarrassment, his body suddenly bowed back, desperately dodging sideways, but he was still pulled by Brother Geng's knife.

When the swordsman finished dodging, everyone found that he had a waist knife shallow in his lower back, and it turned out that this waist knife made him have to temporarily change his way of playing to change injuries and turn into defense.

Ding Li came up from behind the swordsman, his hands were empty, it was he who sneaked to the back of the swordsman, seeing that he was really in a hurry, so he threw the knife casually, although the knife was only shallowly inserted into the swordsman's waist, and it could not cause any serious injuries, but the timing of the injury was just right, and the swordsman reflexively shrank back while being injured.

When fighting for speed with others, that shrinkage would have buried all the advantages in front of him, if it weren't for the swordsman's quick reaction and temporary change from offense to defense, he would have been cut down by Brother Geng's knife.

Brother Geng Zhi is not Geng Zhi, he predicted the whole situation in advance, so he slashed down without hesitation, and cooperated seamlessly with Ding Li.

It's a pity that this swordsman is really powerful, and he reacts too quickly.

Rollerball looked at Brother Geng Zhi in a little surprise, usually although this brother is okay with his strength, he has no opinions, could it be that he is playing at a super level tonight?

Ding Li also smiled slightly, thinking that he finally knew where you were, the person on the left.

After laughing, he sighed again, this person on the left is inconvenient to expose in front of the ball, so he stubbornly suppressed his strength, otherwise the swordsman would have died a long time ago.

Ding Li had all kinds of ideas, but this group of swordsmen didn't have so many emotions, and the wounds in their bodies were not fatal, so they immediately shook their long swords, and handed out a sword violently, and with their swift body skills, they wanted to rush to the prisoner again, or they intended to kill the rear first.

The guarded action team will not give the opportunity to break the formation again, and they have used their own tricks, avoiding the long sword blade, sticking to the front of the swordsman, trying to perform a close short fight.

Ding Li stepped back and picked up a waist knife again, and then saw that the swordsmen who were stuck were not panicked, and when the action group got closer, his body turned weirdly again, and he immediately left the formation and retreated.

After leaving the formation, everyone noticed that the swordsman's left hand had an extra slender dagger, which shone with a faint blue light.

At least three or four of the teammates who stuck to the front had been cut by the insidious dagger, which foamed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the poison of the dagger was extremely violent.

The companion hurriedly pulled the injured companion behind him to help, and then looked at the swordsman with a different look.

A swordsman who can use a dark sword, can break the sword formation, and can also use poison, and uses a dagger This kind of double sword flow is really rare in the rivers and lakes.

One or two such swordsmen, it is understandable, after all, there are strange people in the rivers and lakes.

But it is inconceivable that this kind of swordsman actually appeared in groups, like a basket of steamed bean bags, and it was obvious that it had been through a unified long-term training to reach such a tacit level.

Could it be that the second prince's training camp for dead soldiers can mass-produce such a master? This problem is very serious, and Rollerball secretly remembers in his heart, and he must report this situation to his master as soon as possible.

Ding Li picked up the waist knife and led his team to press forward, the ball hesitated slightly, and then led the team to attack it.

The swordsman was caught in the middle, and he didn't panic, he turned his sword formation around, rushed left and right, and wanted to pull the people of the action group away from the prisoner.

The action group passively moved with the sword array, these swordsmen cooperated too tacitly, and the power of the sword formation was actually increased several times after the formation of the sword array, coupled with the strange techniques, the teammates of the action group were constantly decreasing.

With the addition of masked archers, the battle situation on the periphery showed a situation of imminent collapse, and the chaotic fighting style of the action group was really unable to stop the black-clothed men several times over, and the teammates who broke through and retreated began to be forced to retreat.

Ding Li frowned, he couldn't help the group of wandering swordsmen in the middle, and the periphery couldn't stop the surging masked people, if the peripheral front retreated, the masked people could squeeze and pinch everyone like meatballs.

"Break through, just protect these few people, break out!" Ding Li shouted to the ball through several heads.

"Reinforcements will be here soon! Hold on!" the ball roared, if he broke through, the remaining hundreds of hostages would basically not be able to be saved.

"Day!" Ding Li cursed, swung his knife to block a sword, and suddenly found that the figure of Brother Geng Zhi beside him slipped away, and the blade in his hand that stabbed at the enemy seemed to be out of control, and he tilted towards his stomach intentionally or unintentionally.

Since Ding Li had just finished swinging the knife, his posture was getting old, and he was not in a hurry to turn around.

At this moment, Ding Li's mind turned thousands of times in an instant, looking at Brother Geng's slightly smiling eyes, he actually straightened his stomach cooperatively.

When Brother Geng's blade was about to stab Ding Li's belly, it continued to crook dangerously, sticking to Ding Li's waist and stabbing backwards.

With a snort, the knife stabbed into the arm of a team mate.

Ding Li turned around and saw that the waist knife in his teammate's hand was pointing at his lower back, knowing that he had made the right bet, if it wasn't for his stomach forward, if it wasn't for Brother Geng's stab, I was afraid that there would be a big hole in his back now.

Fortunately, the bet was right, fortunately, Brother Geng Zhi, he is really on the left.

At this time, Ding Li stared at the teammate, the anger in his eyes seemed to burn the other party to ashes, this person actually took advantage of himself to shout the ball to break through, and at the moment when he was slightly distracted, he made a secret plan against himself, presumably when the ball replied to himself, the code.