"Azu!" Yun Yuqing turned around and saw that it was Zu An who was holding her, and she couldn't help being surprised and happy.
Looking at the fine sweat on her forehead, knowing that her whole body was tense to the extreme after the fight just now, Zu An felt a little apologetic: "I've made you suffer."
"I'm fine," Yun Yuqing hurriedly looked at his chest, "How are you injured?"
Zu An laughed: "Don't worry, I'm fine. Have you forgotten that I am the toughest man in the world?"
Yun Yuqing's face turned red, and she spat secretly, "It's been so long, and this guy still hasn't forgotten to say this."
"This is impossible!" The people on the side looked at Zu An in disbelief. They knew best how powerful the siege crossbow was. If an ordinary person was hit by a sword, it would probably explode into a ball of meat paste, like
The fact that Zu An could leave a "whole corpse" like that just now shows that his cultivation level is high enough.
Why is he not only not dead now, but also acting like a normal person? In other words, his face is a little pale.
You must know that just now everyone saw with their own eyes that the opponent was pierced and nailed to the wall by the huge crossbow. In that posture, even if he did not die, he would have been seriously injured, and his internal organs were torn apart by the huge impact.
Practitioners who have reached the seventh level have strong recovery capabilities, but it is obvious that such an injury cannot be recovered in ten days and a half.
How long has this guy been using?
The time of one stick of incense?
"I'll get rid of these annoying guys first." Yun Yuqing's finger made the last stroke in the void, and a purple rune appeared in the midair, and then all the previously looming runes in the midair became brighter several times.
"Yu hates clouds and worries* Zhu Xie!"
Yun Yuqing quickly formed seals with her hands, and the runes that filled the sky glowed brightly, and then countless purple rays of light shot out.
Those people in the field tried their best to dodge, and the seven samurai holding swords took out several shields to block them. Unfortunately, the shields were hit by purple light, and they were penetrated within a short period of time. Then the dead warriors were covered in wounds.
There were bloody holes everywhere, and they fell to the ground, obviously unable to survive.
The tall and thin man holding the red tassel gun waved countless gun shadows in front of him, scattering the purple rays of light. However, he knew that he would be consumed here sooner or later if he continued like this, so he stood on tiptoe and drew the gun in front of him.
Rotating in a spiral, the human wall merged into a sharp spiral energy and rushed toward Yunjian Yue.
He knew very well that fighting the rune master from a distance was courting death, and only close combat could have a chance of survival.
Unfortunately, a purple light film flashed in front of him, blocking his way.
The expert man roared, and his whole body spun faster and faster, causing sparks to fly from the friction between the tip of the gun and the light film.
Seeing that the light film had a sharp protrusion when he poked it, Zu An hurriedly protected Yun Yuqing behind him: "Be careful.
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Yun Yuqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, this formation can automatically absorb his power and use it for its own use. The stronger he exerts himself, the stronger his defense will be."
Zu An was dumbfounded when he heard this. These bells and whistles were really powerful. Could they trap people to death?
However, he soon understood that everything has its limit. Even if the target far exceeds her strength, he can still defeat it ten times with one force, or he can withstand all the attacks of her purple rays.
Didn't the old dragon on the road to Beijing just take her big move? It still had no effect.
Unfortunately, the strength of the people inside was far from that of the old dragon. With a crisp bang, the gun head could no longer withstand such a powerful force and broke into two pieces.
The tall and thin man looked at the broken tip of the gun and was completely lost.
Over the years, he has made a living with the gun, and he has never let go of it even when sleeping. The gun has become one with him.
His master once said to him that if the gun stays with the man, the gun dies and the man dies.
As soon as this thought came out, his body was penetrated by several rays of purple light, and countless blood mist exploded. Even if a seventh-level practitioner has strong recovery power, it has its limit. After suffering so many fatal injuries in a short period of time, it is impossible to
Unrecoverable.
But until he closed his eyes, he still stood there, like a javelin.
Zu An sighed: "This man has reached the state where man and gun are integrated. If he encounters not a rune master like you, but a close combat opponent, we still don't know who will win."
Yun Yuqing nodded in sympathy: "His spear skills are indeed very powerful."
At this time, there was only one person left in the formation, and that person had countless gold and silver rings flying around his body, wrapping himself like an egg, constantly resisting the design of the surrounding light.
But those purple rays were really powerful. Many of the afterimages of the gold and silver rings melted away when exposed to the purple light. After a while, it was visible to the naked eye that the number of his gold and silver rings was reduced by at least one-third.
"How long do you want to watch the show!" The man was shocked and angry, and roared wildly, his voice full of sorrow and resentment.
But while he was distracted, a purple light penetrated through the middle round hole of his bracelet and hit his chest with a pop.
His movements immediately stagnated, and then he was hit by more rays of light. His whole body was covered with blood holes. He fell to the ground with too much air coming in and too little air coming out. He seemed to be dead.
At that moment, he regretted why he used a ring with a hole in the middle instead of a shield.
But what he was more resentful about at this time was another thing. He took a strong breath and stared in a certain direction with his eyes wide open.
Zu An also lowered his voice to remind Yun Yuqing: "Be careful, there are still people hiding in the dark, and one of them is also a spiritual practitioner."
Yun Yuqing snorted and looked in another direction solemnly.
A burst of coquettish laughter came: "Don't you usually look down on us with your nostrils turned upward? Why, you don't think of us until you die."
The coquettish voice is also mixed with the crisp sound of bells, which makes it more and more exotic and ecstatic.
While he was talking, two figures, a man and a woman, slowly walked over from a distance. Both of them were dressed very differently, not like people from the Central Plains at all.
The man's clothes were half white and half black, evenly divided into two sides. What was even more terrifying was that his face was also half white and half black. He was holding a spiritual flag in his hand, and his whole body looked ghostly.
"Zebra? Hermaphrodite?" Several terms popped up in Zu An's mind.
However, his attention was quickly attracted by another person, and even Yun Yuqing subconsciously looked at the other person.
The woman walked towards this side with seductive steps as if walking on a cat. Her whole body was shrouded in a blue cloak, and even her head was tightly covered by a hat.
Her face could not be clearly seen, but she could only vaguely see her bright red lips and smooth chin, and she could also faintly see golden hair peeking out from both sides.
The reason why they paid so much attention to her was not only because of the mystery revealed by her entire attire, but also because of her bulging breasts, which even such a weird outfit could not hide. In addition, two big white legs were looming under the cloak, and her right foot was looming.
There is a red rope tied to the ankle, and a small bell is tied to it.
Every time she follows her enchanting steps, bursts of sweet sounds can be heard from the bell.
At this time, there was no appreciation in the eyes of the man with the gold and silver rings, but only endless resentment: "Jiasli, Shu Shuhao, you just sit back and watch us die without doing anything. The master will not let you go after knowing this."
Zu An was disturbed. On the surface, this man was cursing them, but in fact, he told me their names, thinking that if I could escape, he would lend me my hand to avenge them.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, how much resentment is there, even before death, you have to cheat your teammates.
The woman named Jiasli chuckled: "Didn't you just use the lives of those dead soldiers to test this woman's trump card? We also learned this from you, why can't we stand it when it is applied to ourselves?
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"Besides, don't scare us with your master. I haven't settled the debt with you in Southern Xinjiang yet!"
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This chapter features Shu Shuhao, from Song Qingshu, the King of Ambiguity; Jia Sili from Yibi Jia Si Li.
This chapter has been completed!