There was no more than thirty or forty paces between the two sides, and the few men in black who were running fast at the head rushed to a place that was only about ten paces away from them in two or three breaths. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This distance was already within the range of Zhao Wushuang's attack, and as soon as she flipped her wrist, the soul chasing lock in her hand was drawn towards the few black-clothed people in charge. The soul chasing rope is as fast as lightning, it can stretch and contract, and Wu Huanzhi planted it before. Although these black-clothed men had long known the power of the soul chasing rope and were on guard, they still couldn't dodge.

The five-zhang long whip wrapped around them, and immediately tied them together, and Zhao Wushuang's wrist flicked again, and the few people who were tied up in a ball fell to the ground and rolled to the ground.

As soon as the whip on Zhao Wu's hands was loosened, he wanted to entangle a few more people, but when the old power was exhausted and the new force was not born, he heard Jiang Chuan shouting on the side, "Senior sister, be careful!" Before she could react, she saw a cold light shooting in front of her, this cold light seemed familiar, if you were not mistaken, Wu Huanzhi died under this cold light yesterday.

Elder Qin's knife came out at the right time, Zhao Wushuang's attention was all on the man in black, and he hit it with a whip, leaving no room for herself, and it was too late for her to hide now.

Table tennis!

Just when Zhao Wushuang thought that he would not escape, a black shadow dotted on the flying knife, and the flying knife immediately deflected in the direction and flew past her with residual strength.

When the flying knife landed, Zhao Wushuang saw that the black shadow was the soul chasing rope in Xiang Yu's hand, it turned out that when she was bent on dealing with the black-clothed man who rushed up, Xiang Yu had been focusing on Elder Qin, afraid that this Elder Qin would suddenly use a cold knife, and the scene of Wu Huanzhi's death yesterday was still vivid.

Elder Qin with a goatee saw that this knife did not work, and he did not continue to send a second knife, although the flying knife was powerful, but as long as the other party was prepared, it would be difficult to be effective. He snorted coldly, flew in front of the three of them with a little foot, and laughed loudly in the air: "I want to see how many catties and taels you have." ”

Seeing that Elder Qin was about to come to him, Xiang Yu glanced at Zhang Dali, among the eight people in the group, only Zhang Dali had the highest martial arts, and the three of their senior brothers and sisters joined forces, even if they could fight a draw with Elder Qin, the rest of the people in black couldn't take care of it. As for Zhang Muye, he still didn't believe that the other party could have an innate realm at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

Zhang Dali naturally knew what Xiang Yu meant by looking at him, but he still stayed by Zhang Muye's side and turned a blind eye to Xiang Yu's eyes.

Seeing him like this, Xiang Yu sighed helplessly, and could only descend from his horse to meet the enemy. Zhao Wushuang and Jiang Chuan also dismounted, and the soul chasing ropes in the hands of the three of them danced together, weaving a net in the air, and the black-clothed people who entered the net were swept all over the place, and none of them could dodge, and they were all pumped to the ground.

When the man in black was injured a little bit, and Elder Qin also arrived, he grabbed a man in black and threw it on a whip, and the whip was whipped on the man in black, Elder Qin reached out and pulled the whip down, and pulled it with his hand, and Jiang Chuan on the other side shook off the whip with a "ah".

Seeing this, Xiang Yu and Zhao Wushuang hurriedly collected the soul chasing rope, Xiang Yu reflexively pulled out a long knife from the horse's back, the blade was five feet long (one foot 23 centimeters), only about two inches wide, and the knife surface was painted with unknown patterns, shining in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Jiang Chuan also took out a weapon, which turned out to be a mace, and I don't know where it was hidden before, but no one saw it.

Seeing that these two people took out their weapons, Zhang Muye's eyes turned to Zhao Wushuang, only to see her touch the belt on her abdomen, Zhang Muye couldn't see clearly what she was going to do from the side and back, did she want to take off her clothes and show off the murder weapon in the world to scare off the enemy?

Just as Zhang Muye was thinking wildly, Zhao Wushuang let out a loud shout and pulled out a soft sword from his waist.

"Boom!"

Zhao Wushuang shook the soft sword in the air, and the iron sword, which was originally lying on his stomach, suddenly straightened up, and pointed at the goatee stiffly.

I-forbearance, what kind of sword can be soft and hard, why are the weapons of this instrument sect so strange, some can be soft and hard, some can be long and short, it is really ...... A weapon in the world.

Zhang Muye shook his head and sighed, Xiang Yu and the three of them were already entangled with the goatee. The goatee elder looked obscene, but his martial arts were not bad, and he fought with Xiang Yu and the three of them with his bare hands.

The three brothers and sisters of the Sect of Qi surrounded the goatee, Xiang Yu's knife, Zhao Wushuang's sword, Jiang Chuan's mace, one was rigid and soft, one was soft and rigid, and the other was open and closed, although the three of them had different styles, they were together and complemented each other, even if Elder Qin had the upper hand, he would not be able to win for a while.

The four of them were entangled over there, and the black-clothed man was not strong enough, so he couldn't join the battle, so he could only come to Zhang Muye for trouble.

Zhang Muye has been observing Xiang Yu's battle situation on horseback, since he came to this world, he has not really seen the master's moves, now this time is a good opportunity, as for the imposing man in black, he is not too worried, just these miscellaneous hairs, Zhang Dali can solve it alone, not to mention that there are also small parties, they can also help.

Sure enough, when he saw the man in black coming up, Xiao Fang was not panicked at all, but was excited, rolled up his sleeves and was about to do it. Zhang Dali also threw away a man in black with him, preventing them from coming in next to Zhang Muye.

At this time, I saw Jiang Chuan pulling onions on dry land and jumping up, holding more than two hundred catties of mace in both hands and smashing it heavily towards Elder Qin, with a knife and a sword on both sides to seal the left and right roads, Elder Qin couldn't dodge left and right, so he could only bear his hands and tiptoe, and fly backwards backwards.

The mace smashed to the ground, only to hear the "bang", the snow on the ground was smashed into the air, floating down like snow, the ground was shaken, Zhang Muye was shocked in his heart, if this hit a person, must not smash people into flesh?

Elder Qin, who was flying upside down in the air, shook his hands behind his back, shot out two cold rays of light from his sleeves, and flew straight towards Xiang Zhao and the others. The two of them had been staring at Elder Qin, and they had already taken precautions, and when they saw the cold light coming, they turned their bodies and dodged over. The two of them stood still again, and the original position had been driven out of two small holes by the flying knife, and the flying knife had disappeared into the soil with the handle of the knife.

This series of actions was only completed between two breaths, and Elder Qin was still flying in the air. Zhao Wushuang strode forward, and the soft sword in his hand flung at Elder Qin, and suddenly the soft sword broke into nine knots, turning into nine flying knives and directly taking Elder Qin.

Elder Qin is still in the realm of the inner family, and he still needs to borrow strength to fly around, but now he has nowhere to borrow strength in the air, and seeing that he can't dodge the nine-section flying knife, he stretched out his hand into his arms and pulled out a golden square cloth. The square cloth was boxy, the length of the four sides was general, about four or five feet long, I saw that the old man Qin used the cloth to wrap the flying nine-section flying knife and unload it, and then he slowly fell to the ground.

At this time, Jiang Chuan had already recovered his strength, raised the mace in his hand again, pulled onions on dry land again, and threw it at Elder Qin with his mace, only to see dozens of iron nails on the mace shining black light coming out of the rod and shooting towards Elder Qin.