"Did you see it? This is the power of a strange man. He can be driven by the iron law without paying any price." The man in purple robe whispered to himself, while He Zhao's face was dumbfounded.

People who do not rely on sacrificial tools can have the iron law of killing people!

"What's going on?"

"Damn it, it's a strange man!"

From the perspective of the cruel man Zhao, the surrounding area is covered with gray spiritual power within a hundred meters. Let’s take this thing as spiritual power, because he can’t figure out what it is.

Anyone on the gray ground was injured by a steel knife slashing his neck.

And there was no damage to his body.

"How about the art of sending spirits?"

The man in purple asked softly, with a curvature curled up at the corner of his mouth.

What's the use of having more people?

"Does the damage be transferred?" The giant bird hovering on the branches almost instantly revealed his support. "Everyone, keep a distance from him!"

Members of the three forces a hundred meters away subconsciously obeyed the orders of the alien leaders and hurriedly retreated.

"No one can transfer, I see what you can resist."

The leader of Daxuan waved his hand, revealing the neatly arranged archers in the back room.

"Shoot the arrow!"

"Swoosh--"

Hundreds of arrows shot towards He Zhao in densely.

Faced with the overwhelming rain of arrows, he really didn't know what the man in purple robe should...

"rub!"

Shining...shining?

That's right, the cheap master rushed out to the left with a bang.

He Zhao slapped his forehead, why did I forget that he was using his own body.

Nowadays, the three attributes are terrifying, at least around 50 o'clock.

It would be strange if the speed of the arrow flying was enough to hit him.

"Don't do things randomly, hinder my actions."

"Puff!" "Puff!"

The sharp arrow was nailed to the ground, but it returned in vain.

"Fill it with your life! Any iron rule has a limit."

The giant bird obviously played the role of military advisor. When the other two men heard this, they looked at their respective subordinates.

"superior!"

"Kill it!!"

Even though they knew they would die, the group of people remained unswerving.

"Innocent."

The man in purple robe picked up a long sword on the ground and took the initiative to break into the crowd.

Afterwards, sword lights flashed.

In just a few seconds, a figure suddenly flew past the crowd, standing not far from the three leaders, opposite each other.

"puff--"

The soldiers who were brave enough to die had swords on their necks, splashing blood arcs.

"Before I became a famous local swordsman."

This sentence is not only said to He Zhao, but also to the three leaders.

"Stop making excitement!" The giant bird said disdainfully, turned toward the Han people and said, "You should take out what you bring, right?"

"Hehe, I can hide it from Daxuan Ren, but I can't hide it from you aliens with clever ears and eyes." The leader of Hanren, who was three meters tall, signaled to his subordinates.

In a blink of an eye, they took out a strange thing.

Except for the Han people, the rest were confused, including the man in purple robe.

As I was fighting, why did I take out a fire stick?

“!!”

He Zhao widened his eyes. Isn’t this a musket?

It's just that unlike the ancient times of the Alliance, the barrel is obviously larger.

"run!"

"What?"

The man in purple robe didn't understand why the man surnamed He wanted to run away after the other party took out the fire stick.

And then...and he got it.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Dozens of people raised their guns and aimed at them and pulled the trigger.

Then the dense steel balls were like flowers scattered by the celestial girl, instantly covering He Zhao's body.

Even at its current speed, it is not as powerful as the marbles gushing through muskets.

"Clang!" "Clang!"

A brilliant sword light lit up, and everyone saw the man in purple robe dancing with his hands, and the sword lights overflowed, dancing tightly, and hundreds of steel beads were tragically chopped away.

Blanch!!

The cruel man Zhao was stunned.

Do you call this swordsmanship?

The speed of the steel ball is not slow when the gunpowder erupts, and it is definitely faster than his own agility.

But the man in purple robe blocked it with his reaction with one sword.

Back then, you were afraid that you were not the Great Xuan Sword Saint!

A well-known swordsman is definitely a humble word.

"What a pity this sword."

The cheap master held a long sword full of notches and sighed with regret.

The next second, his hand holding the sword was shocked.

A tricky force burst out, directly shattering the broken steel sword.

Then the fragments were shot, and the Han country soldiers holding the gun were shot into sieve in the blink of an eye.

He Zhao's eyes lit up, Master, I want to learn this!!

Three forces: "......"

The Han people looked confused. Didn’t people from the West say that except for some agile aliens, can anyone compete with their muskets?

Especially the so-called warriors in the cold camp, one shot at a time is no problem.

Why did it fail to use it for the first time?

The leader of the cold man did not understand that humans have had a magical talent since ancient times - fooling.

How can you sell goods to suckers at a high price without fooling me, and help them experiment with the performance of the musket?

If you have money, plus the detailed data of white women's votes, are the big guys' minds full of muscles?

If the other countries were as simple as the Han people, it would be a paradise for merchants!

"He may not be able to hold on, otherwise why wouldn't he divert the damage from the previous siege, but instead rushed into the crowd with a sword?" The giant-dog-headed military advisor-Bird, went online again to analyze,

Not to mention, it analyzes quite comprehensively.

From He Zhao's perspective, the gray spiritual power transformed by his own spiritual power is indeed not enough for the purple-robed man to use it several times.

To be honest, he took the blame steadily.

Otherwise, killing them is just a blink of an eye for a cheap master.

"kill!"

The remaining soldiers, aliens, were fearless and continued to siege.

The man in purple robe raised his feet and kicked an intact sword with He Zhao's body, rushed into the crowd and began to kill.

Every time the sword light flashes, it will inevitably take away the lives of several people.
To be continued...