Looking at the players leaning towards him step by step, Yijian Fenghou looked contemptuous. No matter how many people like this, they could only do such despicable things.

Despite how much I hate such a person in my heart, I had to be forced to retreat step by step.

Although the sword was so fiercely injured by the sword, it was not fatal, it disrupted all its internal breath. If it had not tried all the power that had gathered together in the end to use the soul sword, the result would have been a little bit.

Torrential rain in the sky.

The Armor-breaking Arrows are fired at the same time.

Many people have been focusing on Jian Fenghou, but have forgotten that there are three people in Juyi League. Everyone’s ideas are almost the same. As long as there are sword gods, the three people in Juyi League are not enough to see. One person can drown them by spitting a mouthful of water.

What I never expected was that the person they didn't care about suddenly went into trouble.

The wind Liuxing replaced the armor-breaking arrow and shot it overwhelmed the players surrounding the Marquis of Yi Jian. Although the armor-breaking arrow was not very powerful, it was better than it could penetrate and shot on others one after another, let alone this time it was a cover for Yu'er.

After a rain of arrows, many people felt like they were bitten by mosquitoes and looked at the bite strangely, but were surprised to find that it was not a mosquito, but a needle, and the place where the needle was stabbed had begun to turn black.

Then, many people covered their necks with their hands, their expressions were very painful, as if they were swallowed by something, and finally their eyes turned pale and their seven holes were bleeding to death.

When two people suddenly attacked this, five or six thousand players were killed instantly.

It’s not that Fengfeng Liuxing and Yu'er are so powerful. As long as these players are too dense, some people are still shot into the vital points by Fengfeng Liuxing’s arrows, which are directly fatal. It’s because there are too many people and cannot avoid them. To be more precise, it should be that the sight is blocked by the people on both sides in front of you and you can’t see the arrows shooting at you.

Seeing that after repelling everyone, Fufeng Liuxing did not dare to delay for a moment. He immediately helped the injured sword Fenghou up and retreated to the silkworm cocoon, looking at the players around him with a look of alertness.

Yu'er even used the rainy needle dragon without any effort, hovering with the silkworm cocoon as the center point. As long as the blind eye rushed over, the rainy needle dragon would greet him.

Everyone woke up at this moment. They had previously ignored the fact that they had been ignoring the seven swords of the gathering of righteousness. There was also the existence of Zhuge's crossbow and the willows, as well as the femto-scorpion-fatale Yu'er. These two were not ordinary people.

"Scatter all and keep a distance." One person suddenly reminded everyone to keep a certain distance in case they were too dense and shot by the other party casually.

Fufeng Liuxing's face was bitter, and he glanced at Yu'er and said, "It's not a solution to continue like this. As long as they rush to us, we can't keep it."

Yu'er did not return the words of Feng Liuxing, but looked at Yijian Fenghou: "Sword God, are you seriously injured?"

Yijian Fenghou did not speak, but just sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath. He had to quickly straighten out his breath so that he could have the power to fight, otherwise he would be able to be slaughtered.

Although he knew that Yi Jian Fenghou was healing his wounds, Yu'er asked a symbolic question, but he did not answer him. He smiled unchangedly and said to Fufeng Liuxing: "If you want to leave, you must take away the things, otherwise it will be really in vain. Don't forget how many brothers sacrificed for snatching this box."

Fufeng Liu Xing gritted his teeth and said angrily: "At worst, I can fight them to the death."

"Even if these small soldiers are killed, it will be useless." Yu'er looked into the distance and smiled disdainfully, saying, "I have all been hiding behind. It seems that it is not easy to kill them."

After following Yu'er for a long time, Fufeng Liuxing naturally knew what she was talking about, but she was speechless.

"Or why you go first with Qidao and Sword God." Wanluo suddenly spoke, and tears could still be seen on her face.

Yu'er turned around, walked forward and hugged Wanluo and said, "None of us can leave. After saying that we should keep this person together, how could we leave him or leave you?"

"but……"

Wanluo wanted to say something, but Yu'er stopped him.

Yu'er smiled and said, "The thing you should do most now is to ask the lover in you to break out of the cocoon quickly, otherwise everyone will finish playing." As he said that, Yu'er pointed at the cocoon.

Yu'er and Fufeng Liuxing continued to be on guard. After the two of them joined forces just now, they shocked everyone in a short time.

Wanluo approached the silkworm cocoon, stroked his mouth gently and murmured to himself: "Chou Zhuo, come out quickly, someone is going to bully me. When you are in the cave, aren't you trying your best to protect me? Why don't you come out at this time?"

As she spoke, Wanluo's tears fell again. She was afraid that she would die if she turned white in the south, west, north and middle, she was afraid that Yu'er and Fufeng Liuxing would die, and that the sword god who suddenly helped her would lose his life. But what she feared most was that Tian Yinke, who was in the cocoon, would never come out.

At the beginning, she would rather believe Yu'er and the others, saying that Cao Zhuo would break out of the cocoon; but after so long, the cocoon didn't move at all, and she was really scared.

"I haven't seen you cry for a long time, and I don't look like you at all."

When he heard this, Yu'er and Fufeng Liuxing were stunned at first, and then looked at Wanluo in surprise, but Wanluo's face was as normal as the pear blossoms were covered with rain. He didn't feel any surprise or surprise at all, as if what he heard was taken for granted.

But Yu'er and Fufeng Liu Xing didn't take it for granted, because this sentence was said by the sword god who was meditating and healing.

Yijian Fenghou looked at Wanluo with a heartache look.

Wanluo ignored him and cried and said, "What's your business?"

Yu'er can already conclude that these two people have known each other for a long time, but how could Wanluo be related to the Sword God? Why haven't you heard Wanluo say it?

Yijian Fenghou looked a little bit tucked, then he laughed and closed his eyes again.

"They are only four of them, what are they afraid of?"

"Yes, we all rushed together, and I don't believe they can shoot us."

The sounds were constantly rising and falling, encouraging the players present to rush towards the cocoon.

Affected by the surrounding factors, many players saw someone taking a few steps first, and rushed over quickly, fearing that they would suffer a loss after a step later.

Yes, I don’t think I would have been unlucky with so many people, and I would definitely not hit me. Suddenly, everyone with this mentality in their arms, rushed towards the cocoon with desperate yelling at the silkworm cocoon.

The player who took a few steps first was just someone pushed him, but when he saw so many people suddenly rushed up, he was a little confused for a moment, but he still knew one thing very well: he wouldn't have any meat to eat when he was late, and he couldn't even drink soup.

Yi Jian Fenghou had just straightened his inner breath a little, and his eyes suddenly opened and looked at the players rushing towards him. His whole body immediately exuded a sharp momentum, stabbing the player like a sword.

"San." Among the many players, one shouted softly.

The momentum that Fenghou had just emitted with a sword was immediately scattered invisibly.

The Marquis of Fenghou was surprised and shocked: No, there is a master hiding among these people.

It is naturally not easy for people who can break their sword power. Even if they are injured, the momentum they emit is enough to shock these people, but they are dispersed as soon as they are emitted. How can you not make the Marquis a sword scare?

The willows were running out of arrows, and there was no time to assemble. He gritted his teeth and stopped him in front of Yu'er, pulling out his dagger.

Yu'er's heavy rain pear blossom needles were also used up, but these players rushed over like a tide, fearing life and death. You must know that the arrows of the wind-blowing willows can fire out a total of thousands at one time. With the countless heavy rain pear blossom needles, they still couldn't stop these people's pace. They trampled on their companions' bodies and rushed towards them.

When Yu'er looked at the Sword God, she knew that everything was about to end. She saw a look of shock on the Sword God's face. Even when she was fighting with the Sword Man, she had never seen the Sword God show such a shocked look.

Wanluo suddenly looked at these players who were blinded by interests and felt very hated. He picked up the sword of one of the seven swords and held it in his hand, and was ready to fight with these people.

Suddenly, the thick fog that had already disappeared without a trace appeared again, and it appeared very quickly, as if it was naturally generated, and the thick fog of the fog array appeared again.
Chapter completed!