Du Kewei's eyes became fierce. He said that Zhu Biao only wanted his two arms, not his life. What a joke. After playing with knives all his life and losing two arms, it would be better to just die! And who would listen to this?
After saying these words to your two arms, do you still think that the other party will really let go of your life?
Pure idiot, isn't it?
Therefore, a dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and a rabbit bites someone in a hurry. When a real beast reaches the point of desperation, the fight between trapped beasts cannot be underestimated.
Such is the case with Du Kewei.
His right arm is not fully healed yet, but his left hand sword is not bad at all. Seeing Zhu Biao's tone and expression, he was so determined that there was no room for relaxation. With a roar, he suddenly jumped up from the group of disciples.
.Then the figure flashed in mid-air and shot straight towards Zhu Biao like a sharp arrow.
"Whizzing……"
After all, there was a distance of about thirty steps. Although Du Kewei was ranked as a famous master, his qinggong was not so good that he could reach more than ten feet at a stretch. As soon as he moved, the sharp arrows that were waiting for him immediately shot out in groups.
In mid-air, Du Kewei brandished a sword with his left hand and waved his sleeve with his right arm. His energy was like a dragon, which surged up to protect his whole body. The hundreds of sharp arrows shot before and after were missed, and the remaining dozens were not deflected away by the protective sword energy.
, was pushed away by the blade of the sword, but after a round of arrows, he was unscathed.
"What a pity-" A hint of contempt flashed across Zhu Biao's lips.
How can there be no crossbow in the battle formation if there is a bow? In just a few dozen steps, how many people can trap a famous master without a crossbow? Although Du Kewei was injured, his skill was at least 30% useless. If he really
Smart, he shouldn't have rushed towards him just now, so that he could show a little of his value as a famous master before he died. But now...
"咻咻——"
The machine spring made a sound, and more than ten crossbow bolts that could break armor were shot out of the hole.
Not many, only about ten branches.
"Clang, clang, clang..." Du Kewei repeatedly waved his knife to block, and his figure in mid-air finally stopped helplessly.
"咻咻——" The second round of the powerful crossbow was launched again.
But there are many batches.
"Whoosh..." At the same time, the second round of arrows rained down.
"Despicable and shameless, boy from the Zhu family, do you dare to fight your grandfather alone?"
Blossoming sword flowers covered his body, blocking sharp arrows and crossbows. Du Kewei's face was furious and he cursed. He was annoyed, he was angry, he hated it, but he was even more afraid! If this continued, it would be bad, and he would be completely victorious.
It's hard to sustain such a round of greetings for a long time, not to mention that the injury on my right arm has not healed yet...
However, it is not easy to escape from the rain of arrows and crossbows. Do you rely on his disciples? Do you rely on the thirteen Kuai Dao sect disciples who came together?
I wish Biao would not forget them.
While greeting Du Kewei, sharp arrows were also greeting them. How could there be only a hundred sharp arrows for more than a thousand riders.
The result was that the disciples were really not as good as their teachers. They blocked the sharp arrows, but they could not block the sneak attack of the crossbow bolts. They were helpless and unable to defend themselves. In a short period of time, three people were shot to the ground.
"Bang——" Du Kewei had no choice but to do whatever he could. He stepped on the ground and with such force, his feet sank three or four inches into the soil.
"Whoosh-" The next moment, Du Kewei stepped forward with all his strength, and a large amount of dust immediately rose up. The flying energy of the blade stirred up the dust, and the yellow color of earth soon enveloped Du Kewei's whole body.
He still has this hand?
Zhu Biao's eyes became sharper. He vaguely saw Du Kewei's whole body spinning after he succeeded, his feet spiraling into the soil, and the flying dust became larger and thicker.
Such masters, who have experienced decades of experience in the martial arts world, are truly extraordinary in their ability to adapt to changing situations.
But what does it matter no matter how much loess is thrown up? Zhu Biao is talking about covering shooting and carpet bombing this time.
Arrows continued to fall into the loess dust, and crossbow bolts were still shooting into it. The sound of clanging collisions was endless. Zhu Biao's sensitive ears also caught a few suppressed groans——
Are you injured?
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he deserved it!
"ah……"
In another place, Du Kewei was close at hand. Kuai Dao Sect disciples fell to the ground one after another. These people must be resenting Wen Chengxian and Zhong Zhuojun in their hearts, but the loyalty and friendship between the Jianghu and the same sect made them strong. Now No one has begged for mercy yet.
"Then leave no one behind!" The murderous intent in Zhu Tong's eyes did not lessen at all, he was crazy and happy. Even if he cleaned up the entire Kuai Dao Sect, Zhu Qiangyi couldn't get his shoulders back.
"Pfft——"
"Click——"
The disciples of the Kuai Dao Sect who were seriously injured and fell to the ground were cut into pieces with random knives.
"Kill--" The arrow was stopped by him, and Zhu Tong led the team to charge down. After a few blows without real swords and guns, he felt as if he was going crazy.
There were only four Kuai Dao sect disciples left, all with arrow wounds and no one intact. Under the swarm of hundreds of riders, they were crushed like a mantis with one arm blocking the car in an instant!
At this point, only Du Kewei was left in the Kuai Dao Sect. The rest, even Wen Chengxian and Zhong Zhuojun, were not found by Zhu Tong, so they were all thrown into a pot.
"ah--"
The screams of the disciples were like heavy hammers hitting Du Kewei's heart. Involuntarily, a crossbow bolt immediately passed through the sword curtain. Fortunately, Du Kewei reacted quickly and immediately turned aside and fired the crossbow. The arrow penetrated diagonally under his ribs, more than three inches deep.
If he hadn't turned his body sideways, he would have punctured his internal organs.
"My surname is Zhu, you and I, Kuai Dao Clan, hate Sanjiang and are irreconcilable. Even if I turn into a ghost, I can't spare you——"
The thirteen people here, together with the seven who died in Juyan City, as well as myself, and the twenty-one people from Kuai Dao Sect to the north and east are all dead. Although there are only four true disciples among the twenty disciples, and four inner sects Disciple, the remaining twelve are all disciples of the outer sect, but this is already one-tenth of the strength of the entire sect. Besides, there is also myself as the second elder...
The head brother handed over 10% of the power of the sect into his own hands, and it was all over. Du Kewei felt such sorrow and hatred in his heart. "Go to hell-"
"Cha——" Kicked the ground.
Du Kewei's eyes were crying with blood, and his arrow-like body was wrapped in the rising loess, and he was like a snake, heading straight towards Zhu Biao.
The Minghong Sword was the strange Snake Letter. The light of the sword that swept up like a strong wind blocked all the arrows and crossbows fired from the front. But from the back, he had already let go...
"Death -" The sword struck Zhu Biao's head with all his strength. One of Kuai Dao Sect's secret skills - the last move of the thirty-six swords of "Tornado Sword Technique" - swept the world. The sword's light energy stirred into a ball, It was like a storm was brewing. Before it dispersed, a wild and violent sword intent was approaching Zhu Biao.
Du Kewei's burning spirit is even stronger. Being able to kill this enemy with a sword is now his biggest desire and last desire.
"Do you think you are a god?"
After being seriously injured, half of his body could not move. The knife in his right hand was switched to his left hand. The momentum of Du Kewei's knife before his death was tragic and decisive. The intention of the knife was wild and violent, but what about its power?
He is not the Bronze Five. He is as awesome as he is energetic. This space is not the martial arts world of the Huang sect. Although there are evil martial arts such as "Soul Moving **", his spirit is more similar to that of the Jin sect.
The strength is weak.
And the most important thing is that Zhu Biao's xinxing is 100, and he can remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him. How can Du Kewei's will with this sword shake his nerves?
