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The curtain was lifted, the wind carried the snowflakes in, the small fire that burned in the dusk suddenly shrank, as if it was about to be extinguished, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and the moisture spit out from the mouth and nose of the savage mother and child covered with leather mattresses instantly turned into white mist, but it did not seem to wake up immediately. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The three warriors, silently looking at the savage mother and son in the dark firelight, listened to these two long breaths, walked forward slowly, and the hands caged in black sleeves reached forward.

Suddenly, the mattress was lifted, and the savage woman had an extra crossbow in her hand at some point, and aimed at the warrior in front and slashed the crossbow machine, it turned out that she had already woken up, just waiting for an opportunity to raid.

With a whoosh, sharp crossbow arrows shot in front of the warrior, and the warrior's sleeves rolled up like a dark cloud.

After the crossbow arrow entered the sleeve cloud, it instantly disappeared without a trace, and I don't know where it went.

Immediately after, a flash of light lit up in the depths of the black cloud on the sleeve of this warrior, and an extremely narrow and thin Dao sword pierced the flames on the faint fire under the control of extremely exquisite spiritual power, and stabbed into the chest of the savage woman.

However, for some unknown reason, the savage woman's body suddenly leaned, and the narrow sword did not pierce her chest, but grazed her shoulder and flew over.

The leather robe on the woman's shoulder was torn at the tip of the sword, and a very shallow wound appeared on the dark skin inside, not too severe, as if her skin was harder than steel.

The three warriors noticed the strangeness in the tent, and there was a sharp fluctuation of spiritual power around their bodies, two of them looked into the dark corner, their eyes were gloomy, and the previous warrior reached out of his sleeve with his left hand and grabbed it in the air, dragging the little savage boy who had just woken up and still looked ignorant to his feet, recalled the Dao sword, and stabbed the little boy's throat with a sword in silence and without hesitation.

The savage woman was knocked to the ground, although the external injury was not serious, but a strange force attached to the Dao sword made her body suddenly weak, seeing that her child was about to be nailed to the ground by the narrow sword, but she was powerless to rescue, and couldn't help but let out a howl of pain and sadness like a dying female beast.

With a bang, the narrow and sharp handleless Dao sword directly penetrated the ground that was softened by the fire, turning into an extremely thin and round small black hole and disappearing.

The savage boy was not dead - the moment the sword stabbed downward, it was as if a pair of invisible hands grabbed the little boy's shoulders and dragged him away.

The warrior turned his head slowly, and like his two companions, he looked silently into the dark corner of the tent, they had only heard two breaths before, and they had no idea that there was anyone else in the tent, but now they were sure that there were other enemies, because they heard the long breathing sound in the corner.

Because the two men in the dark corner made them hear their own breathing.

Xu Chen Yuguang noticed that at the previous moment, Duanmu Rong's right hand hanging down beside him moved slightly, knowing that she was the one who saved the savage boy, so he had more confidence in what would happen later.

Duanmu Rong looked at the three men at the tent who hid their faces in the shadow of black hats, looking at the dark and heavy coats on their bodies that hung down to their feet, and naturally remembered the most disgusting or frightening institution in the Xiling Temple, and frowned slightly and said, "You people from the Western Jin Dynasty Royal Academy?"

The three warriors didn't nod or answer, they just looked at her and Xu Chen in silence, because of the angle of light, they couldn't see their eyes, but they could clearly feel the coldness and strength contained in the silence.

Duanmu Rong's brows frowned even more, she could understand the vigilance of the Central Plains people against the savages, but she hadn't figured out why these three people would try to punish the savage mother and son unannounced, secretly thinking that this savage mother and son secretly had a more important identity and would have an impact on major events?

In order to avoid possible misunderstandings, she decided to identify herself, but at this time, the warrior at the head of the group preemptively asked, "Are you from the Central Plains?"

The warrior's voice was not hoarse and unpleasant, nor did it deliberately reveal a cold and strong meaning, but he often spoke calmly and quietly, but it made people feel a little chilled.

Duanmu Rong was slightly stunned, glanced at the pair of savage mother and son who were protected by Xu Chen, thinking that he had guessed where the hostility of these people came from, and explained gently: "Yes, but don't get me wrong." ”

Before he finished speaking, the warrior at the head shook his head and said without emotion: "There is no misunderstanding. ”

The second warrior said indifferently: "You are from the Central Plains, but you are with the savages. ”

The third martial artist said indifferently: "If you didn't kill these two savages, then you are either a betrayal of civilization or a remnant of the Demon Sect. ”

The warrior at the head calmly concluded: "So there is no misunderstanding, you deserve to die." ”

There was no pause between the three warriors' sentences, and the connection was very natural and smooth, as if they had been said countless times, or it proved that these few sentences of inference seemed natural to them, so there was no need to think about it.

Xu Chen was a little amazed by the words of these people, and they cooperated so skillfully, the so-called traitor, maybe Duanmu Rong could be said like this, but for Xu Chen, he didn't know who he betrayed first.

He couldn't help laughing, looked at Duanmu Rong and said, "I said that no one would believe it, but you didn't believe it." ”

Then he looked at the three martial artists and said, "Speaking of which, it's really difficult to cooperate so well. ”

He spoke in a serious tone, so it sounded funny.

The three warriors came to the depths of the wasteland and wanted to kill some savages, including the savage mother and son in the tent, no matter who they were for, or for the peace and prosperity of the Central Plains, killing people was a very serious matter.

However, Xu Chen is good at turning funny things into serious, and he is also good at making serious things funny. So the three warriors felt that their faith had been humiliated like never before, and they were very angry.

The black hat covered his face and could not see the angry burning eyes, but the slightly trembling black clothes, and the sharp fluctuations in the heaven and earth vitality in the tent all proved the deacons' anger and the fact that they were about to make a move.

Duanmu looked at the three martial artists with an expressionless face and said, "We can explain. ”

The leader of the warrior said in a voice without emotion: "Arrest with your hands and explain again." ”

As soon as the words fell, the warrior took a step forward, his slightly thin and pale hands poked out of his sleeves, and condescendingly towards Xu Chen's head, countless beams of extremely thin light gold rays erupted from his pale fingertips, instantly forming a birdcage-like thing, locking Xu Chen's body in between.

From the appearance of the three martial artists, Duanmu Rong's face never had much emotion, because she believed that even if there was a misunderstanding, she and Xu Chen would not be able to suffer, but at this time, seeing the light golden light spewing out from the fingers of this martial artist, she couldn't help but be slightly startled, and said, "Be careful." ”

Seeing that the martial artist had easily displayed such a superb technique, Duanmu Rong was sure that the other party must be an important person in the Royal Academy, and couldn't help frowning and reminding, "Don't resist." ”

The surface of the light drifted away from the extremely pale gold, just like the flowing fire at the peak of twilight in the Southern Central Plains, Xu Chen looked at these lines not far in front of him, which were so thin that it was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye, and had an extremely strange feeling in his heart, he always felt that these lines were not real, but he could obviously perceive that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around him was cut into many extremely small blocks, which seemed very dangerous.

He has always been very cautious about the means that he can't understand for the time being, and when he heard Duanmu Rong's reminder, he didn't choose to shoot immediately, but he was a little puzzled about the principle of this spatial control method, so if it was directly applied to the enemy, wouldn't it be possible to directly cut the opponent into countless pieces of flesh and blood?

The warrior didn't do this, certainly not because of how merciful he was, but because he couldn't do it at all.

Xu Chen looked at the subtle lines that were close at hand, and with his excellent perceptual acuity, he tried to see the structure between these lines, and gradually found that it was not cutting the space, but affecting the fluctuations of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, forming countless small turbulences around his body.

These turbulent currents look like the wooden grates of a prison cell, which look impregnable, and there may be a lot of thorny iron nails hidden on them, and if you force them to push, your hands may be pierced with blood.

Because he was thinking about these things, Xu Chen's silence in the vitality even seemed a little wooden, but this did not mean that he decided to tie his hands and arrest him, he just wanted to have more opportunities to observe, but he didn't know that the style of those people was really similar to his fighting style.

Before it was determined that the enemy had no ability to fight back at all, the warriors would definitely not give up, the warrior raised his head slightly, the firelight reflected a pale and calm face, with a low snort, the thin white hands suddenly shone brightly, and a dim phantom bombarded Xu Chen's chest and abdomen who was trapped by Fan Gao.

The spiritual sea is there, once it is killed, it is very likely to destroy people, and the dim phantom emitted by this martial artist obviously has extremely powerful power.

Looking at this scene, Duanmu Rongqing's eyes finally flashed with anger, but she didn't have time to make a move, because Xu Chen made a move first.

An extremely bright and stunning sword light flashed, illuminating the dim tent, and before this sword light, whether it was the small fire that was about to be extinguished, or the golden thread cage in the warrior's palm, it became extremely dim.

The blade of the standard saber slashed straight in front of the light and shadow, and the sharp edge touched those pale gold lines, sneering, as if it was about to be melted, seeing that the blade would be eroded by those pale gold threads, the dense runes on the surface of the slender standard saber suddenly lit up!

A chilling rune power gushed out from the surface of the sword, easily defeating the warrior's aura and smashing those seemingly supernatural and powerful pale gold lines!

Thousands of extremely subtle and extremely crisp cracking sounds sounded almost simultaneously, like thousands of barbarian iron harps being broken at the same time, and like thousands of iron centipede kites breaking their strings at the same time.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Thousands of golden threads were blown into chaos by the sword wind, drifting away in all directions, and there was no more power.

The reason for this situation is not because the technique is in vain, but because the martial artist is not enough to perform the real technique.

It's not that Xu Chen suddenly jumped into the Cave Xuan Upper Realm, but because his standard saber and the runes on the knife were personally handled by Lu Yin.

What's more, Xu Chen's realm is not comparable to the three people in front of him.

Xu Chen was even more desperate than the three of them, once he started to do it, then he would rarely stop without seeing life and death, cutting the gold thread into a flocculent, without a moment of hindrance, he came to the front of the warrior, and the sword light illuminated the warrior's pale face.

A tiny silver needle pierced his eye at some point, leaving only a little tail glistening.

The martial artist didn't have time to exhale the pain, he didn't have time to be shocked by the delicate degree of the young man's control of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi on the other side, he only had time to find that the mental power he had just condensed was dissipated by the sharp pain in his brain.

Then he was cut into two pieces by the sword light that slanted downward, and the two bodies were not separated for the time being, only a clear blood line, and he died simply and neatly.

The second martial artist retreated backwards, waved his hands in front of him, and sprinkled the lines of Dao Shenhui, Xu Chen abandoned the knife, shrunk and jumped up like an ape, avoiding those dangerous lines, jumped into the air above the opponent, and a touch of clothing fell.

Xu Chen reached out with both hands, his fingertips grabbed the martial artist's face bones hard, and his knees kicked at the opponent's sternum like lightning.

With a crisp snap, the warrior's sternum was shattered, and with the momentum of rushing forward, the two people fell on the snow outside the tent, and Xu Chen's hands were wrong, twisting his cervical vertebrae.