ps: It’s as slow as a snail crawling, please collect it again!
"Snapped--"
A flying claw with inverted teeth gleaming coldly grasped the eaves and corners of the house firmly, and Zhu Biao's already descending figure shot up again in mid-air and flew up.
Sweeping up to the roof, Zhu Biao turned around and gave Liao Lei a smile full of contempt.
"Chase, chase for me——"
Liao Lei jumped to his feet and roared. All the physical training gave him strength, physique and defense, but Qing Kung Fu was always a pain in Liao Lei's heart.
"Haha, if you want to catch up with me, wait until your ancestors get tired..."
With a long and bright smile, Zhu Biao's figure quickly disappeared from Liao Lei's eyes.
Then in an aisle——
"bass--"
The sound of a long sword being unsheathed sounded in the ears of a group of bandits, and at the same time Zhu Biao's figure fell from the sky.
"Boom--" First, a 'Rageful Triple Wave' was shot, and the bandit in front of him flew up in the air with his legs and feet tilted backwards, like a meat bomb smashing into the group of bandits behind him.
Then, the long sword drinks blood, and all flesh and blood fly away.
The sharp sword light is the best interpretation of the broken limbs. The bandits, who were still in surprise and confusion, couldn't withstand Zhu Biao's blow in the narrow corridor. They killed him from beginning to end, jumping while Zhu Biao caressed his clothes.
When I went up to the roof, my eyes were full of blood covering the corridor.
Once, twice, when the fourth attack was over, under the command of Yi Ziju, dozens of crossbowmen finally shrank to the vicinity.
The screams of the bandits are the best indicators for the crossbowmen.
Zhu Biao jumped up to the ridge of the roof. As soon as he stabilized himself, he heard a "whoosh..." a thin sound in the air approaching him.
"Finally here?" There was no surprise in his mind.
It is obvious that if they do not restrict their activities on the roof, the bandits will only be slaughtered.
If you don't want to be killed, the archer must fall forward.
His body was like a fallen dead tree, falling straight on the roof, then turning over and jumping up like a civet cat, while twenty or thirty arrows flew past where he stood just now.
"咻咻——"
Crossbow arrows!!
As soon as Zhu Biao landed, he immediately turned around to avoid it. At the same time, he held his long sword in front of him and held up a big sword flower.
Zhu Biao's wrists were sore and numb with the sound of "clang clang..." the collision of gold and iron.
There was a burst of surprise in his eyes. It is not surprising that there are powerful crossbows in Xiaowang Mountain, but why are there so many of them?
"The bastard from Xinping County actually lost so many powerful crossbows..."
It's impossible to bring out all the bandits' powerful crossbows, and there must be some left in the village. The total number of both sides is astonishing.
A second round of sharp arrows came flying towards him. Zhu Biao's wrists were still sore and numb, and he could not hold the sword tightly. He dared to block it. He quickly rolled over and fell off the roof.
"Kill..."
Zhu Biao landed on the ground like a piece of fragrant fat, attracting bandits to surround him from all directions.
"You think this can trap me?" Zhu Biao is still far from being helpless.
The flying claw of his left hand flew out again, grabbing the eaves of a house with incomparable precision, and his body flew over like a night bird returning to the forest.
"Boy, you can't escape!" Liao Lei's voice was extremely vicious, containing deep murderous intent and resentment, expressing his mood very clearly.
He was attacked and killed four times by Zhu Biao. Although only a small group of people were wiped out in the second time, the total number of casualties exceeded forty people, which was the fighting strength of the first level of the village. As the second master of Xiaowang Mountain, how could he not
I hate Zhu Biao so much.
"Fire the arrow—" Yi Ziju's cold voice also reached Zhu Biao's ears.
He also participated.
"Papa -"
Zhu Biao was absolutely unwilling to fight against the crossbow arrows on the roof. He rushed out under the eaves and bumped into a group of bandits coming around the corner. He put his feet on the foreheads of the first two bandits, and people jumped over their heads again.
Fly by.
Zhu Biao went straight to the crossbowmen. He was not afraid of the archers in such terrain, but he could never offend the crossbowmen.
Yi Ziju's Qinggong is more than one level better than Liao Lei. Among the bandits, he is the only one who can wear Zhu Biao's tail. Seeing Zhu Biao's whereabouts, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He had made arrangements and would be easily killed.
succeed.
But his expression suddenly changed in an instant.
"Boom——"
There was a loud noise, much louder than the firecrackers set off during the New Year.
From Yi Ziju's position, he could clearly see the rubble, broken wood, and smoke rising in the air.
what is that?
Yi Ziju was stunned and turned a deaf ear to the screams and exclamations of the bandits.
Zhu Biao is feeling distressed. One of his thunderbolts is gone. These things are all money!
He once thought about thermal weapons and gunpowder. In fact, there are all kinds of firecrackers and fireworks in this time and space. But after an experiment, the cold reality was like a bucket of ice water poured into his passionate heart. A full kilogram of gunpowder, the explosive power
I can't blow up a barrel! What's going on?
After Zhu Biao came to his senses, he determined that there was something wrong with the gunpowder formula. He personally prepared a large bag of gunpowder according to the optimal proportion of black gunpowder, but the explosion was not as powerful as the one bought on the street.
Hot Weapon's heart was completely broken. He could only say that the laws of this space and time are not equivalent to those of the earth at all.
Just like 1+1=2 on Earth, 1+1=3 here.
Of course, it's still generally the same.
"Hahaha..." Zhu Biao smiled and fell in front of Yi Ziju. The long sword in his hand pointed at the ground, and drops of blood dripped down.
The harvest of the second formation exceeded fifty lives, and the murderous aura value rocketed to 17 points. The experience value was enough to upgrade.
However, Zhu Biao endured it for the time being, and when his internal strength was almost exhausted, it would not be too late to upgrade.
"call……"
A black shadow shot out of Yi Ziju's hand. How could he tolerate Zhu Biao being so arrogant? There was a cold heart hidden under his withdrawn character.
The black shadow shot straight towards Zhu Biao's forehead. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a large black iron cone with a protruding corner.
The blow was struck across a distance of about ten feet, with great force and heavy force, and the roaring sound could be heard all the time.
But Zhu Biao was never timid about Li Jin.
Yinfeng Three Life Sword took action immediately. Yi Ziju bullied him because he had no understanding of him. Zhu Biao was not willing to let go of this great gift.
The frequent appearance of Yinfeng Three Life Sword has always been more helpful to Zhu Biao than "Zongheng Sword Technique". Just because of his personality, Zhu Biao likes to be clean and neat.
"boom--"
The tips of the iron awls and swords collided with each other, making a loud bang.
The thin sword continued to move forward, but the iron cone struck by lightning seemed to be faster than when it came, flying straight and backwards like lightning.
There is a chain on the back of the iron awl. All the internal power contained in the "Yinfeng Three Life Sword" has very little impact on Yi Ziju, because Zhu Biao's internal power cannot be transmitted that far, and he is not able to break the chain in one fell swoop.
However, people who play with flying awls and meteor hammers are more afraid of having their rhythm disrupted than swordsmen who have their sword skills broken. The iron awl will hit them backwards like lightning. Naturally, Yi Ziju will not be so cowardly as to be hit by his own iron awl. Although
There was incomparable horror in his eyes.
But "Yinfeng Three Life Swords" are three swords, three swords that wait for opportunities and move randomly.
The first sword knocked back the iron cone, and Zhu Biao had already rushed forward. The white horse had not yet passed the gap a few feet away, but he was there in a blink of an eye. The second sword hit Yi Ziju in front of him...
"The third child——"
Liao Lei, who was lagging behind, was about to burst into tears.
The bright white sword tip penetrated Yi Ziju's body, and pillars of blood spattered from Yi Ziju's body.
He died after just meeting him like this? Even Yi Ziju felt unbelievable. He looked at Zhu Biao with his eyes fixed on him. Even the average second-rate master was not at this level. How could he do it?
