Two hundred and one chapter ecstasy smoke children really ecstasy
ps: Dizzy, something went wrong with the timing.
A full moon actually appeared in the sky.
The clear light shines on the earth, but the fighting in the night has already begun.
The shrill calls rang out from the four city walls at the same time, and soon, the noise spread from the city walls toward the governor's mansion.
Because the brightly lit County Sheriff's Mansion is too conspicuous and eye-catching in the Huaiyuan County City where there are no lights at all.
This time, the two red-robed mages boarded the east city gate at the same time, but they did not see the Han army officer whose disciples said was excellent in swordsmanship. When their eyes met, they immediately paid attention and ran towards the governor's mansion.
In the bright lobby, Zhu Biao closed his eyes and concentrated. In fact, if he could read the Spring and Autumn Period with a green lamp at this time, he would be more elegant. It's just that he is not as elegant as he was after "Xuan Yin ** Smoke" was used.
There's no need for him to pretend if there's not even a drop left.
Breathe peacefully, and the internal energy flows slowly through the body. The fatigue degree is 0, and the status is 100. I wish Biao to use his best condition to face tonight's battle!
The two red-robed mages rode swiftly towards the governor's mansion. The powerful crossbowmen lurking in the streets and houses along the way watched them leave silently. Zhu Biao had already given instructions before and met the red-robed mages.
Just let it go. Although the threat of powerful crossbows is still there for people who have become famous masters, they will not be of much use unless they are concentrated in large numbers and shot in layers.
The powerful crossbowmen are best used on the black-robed and yellow-robed mages.
As a result, there was a gap between the Tianshen Sect mages who came in. Except for the two red-robed mages who seemed to be in no one's land, the remaining yellow-robed and black-robed mages all fell behind under the sniper attack of the powerful crossbow.
The sound of whistling robes reached Zhu Biao's ears. The two red-robed mages flew directly closer to the governor's house. They listened to the movement in all directions with their strong internal energy. There was no heavy ambush outside the county governor's house. At least in this direction they came.
There was no ambush. As soon as they jumped into the governor's house, they saw Zhu Biao sitting quietly in the lobby with his sword across his knees.
"Uh-huh..." The sharp sword left its sheath, and Zhu Biao flew to the front of the lobby, only three feet away from the two red-robed mages.
The two mages were greatly surprised because they did not find the sharpness of a swordsman in Zhu Biao's eyes!
These eyes are those of a warrior, not a swordsman.
After listening to the descriptions of the disciples last night, the two of them had always thought that their opponent was a swordsman, a swordsman from the Jianghu who wore military uniforms and went to the battlefield. In the more than a hundred years of confrontation between Hu and Han, such martial arts figures were on the battlefield.
There are endless levels of superiority, and there are countless wars every time. Obviously, the two of them now realize that they took it for granted before!
"Swish, swish, swish..." Four swords were struck instantly, with unparalleled speed.
Zhu Biao struck first, and he would not be polite to these two guys who wanted to kill him. There were four sword lights, two for each person, each with a spicy look on his face.
Seeing that it was a general, the two red-robed mages continued to think a little divergently. They thought: The art of war is strange. This man attracted his own people with great fanfare and bright lights. Is he really confident that he can stop the enemy with one sword? I'm afraid there is probably something else.
A trick?
"Dang Dang..." The arrival of the sword light left the two of them with no time to think. They quickly moved the staff and scimitar in their hands.
The sheep skull staff in the red robe's left hand looked like a piece of rotten wood, but when struck by the sword, it was like fine iron. The scimitar in the red robe's right hand was a common weapon.
Zhu Biao was not surprised at all when all four of the attacking swords were blocked. If a sneak attack could achieve success by the way, these two people would not be red-robed mages. In the Tianshen Sect, these people are at the top level.
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"Huh——" The sheep skull stick was pounded towards the chest. The two raised horns on the dense skull were like sharp iron awls and like a pickaxe. When they stabbed Zhu Biao's chest, they were still covering the chest.
Count the big holes.
The red robe with a scimitar in his right hand, a crescent-shaped scimitar with a dazzling white light, also swept towards Zhu Biao's waist like a beam of flowers.
The wind blew against his face, and Zhu Biao felt chills all over his body under the sword light. He quickly took a step to the left, and then the kite turned over to avoid the coming sword light. He turned the long sword with his hand, and hit the sheep with two swords in succession.
Between the two corners of the skull staff.
"Ding ding..." After two sounds, the sheep-skull staff suddenly froze, and the scimitar mage had already pounced on him. His toes touched the ground as he missed the sword, and he flicked the scimitar as his body jumped forward, and a bright sword light shot from below.
It rose up, trying to peel Zhu Biao in half.
"Clang, clang, clang..." A series of cold stars splashed, Zhu Biao's sword was as fast as the wind, and the vast sword light was immediately smashed into pieces. But his face became even more stern. Although he blocked the blow, the collision of internal force
It also made him deeply understand that he was really lacking in internal skills.
The bone staff mage attacked again, one wave after another, and the sheep skull staff swept straight towards Zhu Biao. The roaring wind picked up, and the momentum was astonishing.
With a small number against many, there is really a lot of pressure.
Zhu Biao flew back, jumped out of the way, and temporarily avoided it. When the two red-robed mage swords and staffs turned around to attack again, he also lunged forward fiercely, and swung his long sword with his wrist.
He suddenly dodged as if to hit him, getting out of the way of the sword and staff, and quickly pointed towards the chest of the red robe with the scimitar.
This sword was as fast as lightning and thunder. The mage was too late to close the sword and seal the attack, so he had to jump back a few feet. After all, he didn't want to hurt both sides. If he killed him, Zhu Biao would pierce his heart with his sword, and Zhu Biao would also be killed.
He would have disemboweled him with a knife, and there was also the sheep skull staff that the bone staff mage had hit. Zhu Biao would definitely have to confess on the spot.
The scimitar in the red robe retreated, and there was also the bone staff in the red robe. Zhu Biao turned his sword to the left and struck three times in succession. But he was fast and the bone staff in the red robe was not slow either. He could only attack with one stick, which was much cheaper than him.
.Now it’s just a step faster without closing the original form.
The three swords failed to block the bone staff of the red robe. The sheep skull staff pressed against Zhu Biao's long sword and was still branded on Zhu Biao's waist with a 'pop' sound. I could only feel the bones in his waist creaking.
It was almost broken.
But after receiving such a heavy blow, was it in vain? "Xuanyin** Smoke" was cast immediately. This was not what Zhu Biao was doing, so how could he fight them head-on?
The scimitars and bone staffs attacked together, so he stepped back. He just heard the noise not far away getting closer and closer. It was obvious that someone from the Tianshen Sect was coming. If there were a few more yellow robes, Zhu Biao
How can he hold on? So he traded his injury for a good opportunity. He first forced open the red robe with the scimitar, and then processed the yellow robe with the bone staff.
The reason for this choice is that a hit with a sheep skull cane will cause an injury. Unless the horns hit a vital point, or a blow to the head, Zhu Biao can still bear it. But the scimitar is different.
If something goes wrong, parts will be lost and life-threatening.
The fact was as he expected.
The Bone Staff Red Robe had inhaled the "Xuan Yin Smoke" and was still unaware of it. He was overjoyed after succeeding with the staff. He kept up his efforts and made three or four repeated attacks. In conjunction with the scimitar Red Robe coming up again, Zhu Zhu was killed.
Biao was in a panic for a while.
But when the fifth stick came out, it was still violent and forceful, and the next moment it turned into a soft-footed shrimp.
"How could it be..." Looking at the long sword that was buried in his throat, the bone staff red robe was shocked and puzzled...
