Four hundred and ninety-three Nothing
Wu Zheng, who has nowhere to borrow his strength from his body, has no time to deal with the smug thin Venerable Gu Qi. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
I saw that his body was tilted at a large angle, and the Lingyun Sword in his right hand kept dialing the dense crossbow arrows that were about to reach him, and the five fingers of his left hand were slightly flexed, and the fingertips were aimed at the ground under him, and the faintly visible true qi sneered, coming out from the fingertips, and instantly piercing into the ground, while stirring up bursts of dust, sometimes strands of blood arrows burst out of the underground soil.
At the same time, with the help of Lingyun footwork, the left and right feet are pointed on the surface of the feet in turn to control the falling speed of the body. By the time Wu Zheng stepped on the ground, there were no more crossbow arrows within three feet of his body.
However, Wu Zheng was not left the slightest chance to breathe, and the bushes around the top of the mountain once again shot horizontally like dense arrows like flying locusts.
I don't want to know that the members of the Dark God Organization who are hidden in the bushes are quietly covering up when Wu Zheng is distracted by the unconventional actions of the last four living dead people who besieged Wu Zheng just now, and because of the unconventional actions of the last four miserable white and flawless female bodies. Otherwise, if he had been ambushed there in advance, it would have been impossible not to be discovered by Wu Zheng. After all, the archers were not like the six living dead who could not make the slightest sound.
Seeing that Wu Zheng had broken it without danger, and painstakingly came up with the plan of forcing him to jump in the air and be shot by the dense crossbow arrows from the ground when he had nowhere to borrow his strength, the thin Venerable Gu Qi's face no longer had the smugness he had just now.
However, there was still a lot of hope in his heart for the archers who were quietly attacking all around. In Gucci's view, no matter how high a person's cultivation is, his internal strength is limited after all. First of all, some of them were consumed by the six living dead, and then when they fired crossbow arrows in the air and killed the crossbowmen who were ambushed in the ground, it was common sense to infer that most of them would inevitably be consumed. Then, as long as the arrows around him are dense and strong enough, even if he can't shoot Wu Zheng on the spot, as long as he shoots a few arrows, he can always be hit hard. When the time comes, you will have a chance.
However, as soon as the luck thought in the heart of the Thin Venerable Gu Qi was finished, he saw an incredible scene.
I saw that under the hazy moonlight, Wu Zheng's figure had become more and more blurred. Moreover, the figure, which looked as if it had turned into a wisp of smoke, was able to accurately find the gap in the dense arrows that shot from all directions. Not only did he easily dodge all the arrows, but what frightened the Thin Venerable Gu Qi was that the figure of Wu Zheng, who was becoming more and more ethereal, was floating towards the direction where he was standing at an extremely fast speed.
It is indeed "floating", just like a fluctuating and green smoke in the breeze, fluttering and leisurely, but the speed is amazing.
"Not good!"
Subconsciously exclaimed, the Thin Venerable Gu Qi turned around and ran.
Although I don't know if the dirty, despicable, inhumane, and bottomless plan just now was not thought up by the Thin Venerable Gu Qi, Wu Zheng would never let him go.
Due to the constraints of the dense arrows shooting from all directions, Wu Zheng couldn't get out of the void space immediately, so the Lingyun Sword in his right hand came out of his hand and threw it at the back of the thin Venerable Gu Qi who turned around and wanted to run away as a hidden weapon.
Lingyun Jian's castration was very slow, of course, this was the feeling of Wu Zheng in the void space. Because the Lingyun Sword that was thrown by himself was like a leaf floating on the water, slowly passing through the layers of ripples splashed by arrows, as if it was being pushed towards Gucci by the ripples.
"Ahh
To Wu Zheng's surprise, the castration of Lingyun Sword in front of him felt that it was only floating out less than half a foot away, and Gu Qi's cry of pain was already heard in his ears.
Wu Zheng took a look at it, and at some point, the Lingyun Sword had been accurately inserted into the back of the heart of the Thin Venerable Gu Qi.
As Gucci's sword fell to the ground, the arrows around him suddenly became chaotic and sparse.
Without the restraint of dense arrows, Wu Zheng stepped out of the mysterious void space in one step, and came to the side of Gu Qi who fell to the ground in three or two steps. didn't bother to pull out the Lingyun sword inserted in his back, and first reached out to help Gu Qi up, but found that the other party had already died of anger.
Unwilling, Wu Zheng is definitely unwilling. Finally met a high-ranking person of the Dark God Organization, how could he let him die without getting any useful information?
Not caring about the archers who were desperately retreating in all directions, Wu Zheng immediately escaped from the Yang God and swooped into between Gucci's eyebrows. However, after coming to the sea of Guqi's consciousness, Wu Zheng was greatly disappointed.
"It's empty?!"
Could it be that Gucci's spirit dissipated into the air so quickly?
Even so, it should be discovered, why didn't he notice it in the slightest with his own yang god body?
In less than half a breath before and after, Wu Zheng, who had found nothing, immediately gathered his yang spirit, then stood up straight, left the useless Guqi corpse and rose into the air, and saw an archer who was running down the mountain in a hurry to chase after him.
Holding the other party in his hand, Wu Zheng asked in a deep voice, "Where are you from?
"King Xiaoyao, we are from the regimental training camp outside Lin'an City, and in the evening we received an order from the deputy envoy Tian, and went out of the city to carry out the mission with the governor of the prefecture, Lord Shi Gu. ”
"Lord Gu?"
"That's the same guy who was killed by the King of Pleasure just now. ”
"How many of you are here, do you know what mission you are on?"
"A hundred archers and twenty crossbowmen came. We didn't know we were here to besiege the Easy King, otherwise we wouldn't have come. ”
"Hmph, nonsense. In that case, why do you still shoot arrows when you heard my identity just now?"
"The so-called arrow has to be sent on the string, since it has come here, what is the point of disobeying the military order?"
"What's the name of Lord Tian?"
"Tian Youliang. ”
It's not worth getting along with the archer in his hand, Wu Zheng didn't do anything to him, so he let him go.
Thin Venerable Gu Qi is dead, isn't there still a Tian Da Tian Tian Youliang? Then go into the city and ask the deputy envoy for observation.
Putting away the Lingyun Sword, Wu Zheng performed Lingyun footwork and went straight to the regimental training camp outside Lin'an City at the fastest speed.
Naturally, there was no need to report it, so he simply climbed over the camp fence again and only broke into the central tent.
"Stop, or you'll let the arrows go!"
Ignoring the warnings of the soldiers on duty in front of the big tent, Wu Zheng's body flashed three times and two times, and before the other party could release the arrows, he had already taken out a few fingers, knocked down all four soldiers, and then flashed into the dark tent.
"Who?!"
A frightened voice came from the corner in the dark, Wu Zheng stepped forward and took the man out of the bed, lowered his head and asked, "Tian Youliang?!"
"Yes, it's me, the hero. (To be continued.) )