Jing Wuchen's eyes were bloodshot. He exerted a sudden force on his feet and made several phantoms in mid-air due to his extremely fast speed. He rushed toward Xiao Yan, trying to rescue him.
Jing Wuchen's heart-rending roar made Xiao Yan feel warm in his heart, but Xiao Yan did not stop his body. He spun faster and faster, melting his entire body into the tornado, and swept into the tornado.
There are many Dou Emperors holding various weapons in their hands.
In an instant, knives were broken, limbs were flying, fierce punches and kicks, the crisp sound of the blade breaking, miserable screams, and the violent spurting of blood could be heard all the time.
The continuously stirred up dust filled this mountain road, gradually blurring Jing Wuchen's vision.
The noise soon fell silent, and Jing Wuchen stared blankly at a blurry figure standing in the gradually dispersing dust. That figure stood there as tall and straight as a javelin, with its long and fluttering wings shaking Jing Wuchen.
of nerves.
Jing Wuchen was a little afraid to look at this god-like figure, for fear that when the dust cleared, this figure would either be impaled on the spot with broken guns and knives inserted all over its body, or it might be too injured and show its last smile before falling headlong.
On the contrary, neither one of them is the result he wants to see. But apart from these two, he can't think of the third one, because he feels that it is a kind of extravagant hope. He can't imagine that surrounded by dozens of Dou Emperors
Who can survive being killed and hacked by dozens of sharp blades?
Maybe there is, but Jing Wuchen has never seen it before, or he doesn't think Xiao Yan will be one of them, even if Xiao Yan's previous performance shocked him beyond words, because in his opinion, this member of the Xiao clan
After all, this guy is not the legendary perverted genius of the Xiao clan.
But the battlefield is not a place where you can be distracted. Just when Jing Wuchen's mood was going up and down, and he didn't know why he was so worried and sad about Xiao Yan, a giant sword bursting out with Senhan's murderous intent was slashing in the air.
There was a fierce sound of wind, and it struck down mercilessly on Jing Wuchen's neck. It was Dou Emperor who was swept away by the edge of the tornado and was not too seriously injured. He just happened to see Jing Wuchen's lost look.
Turn over, get up and attack with your sword.
"ah?"
It wasn't until his messy head was scratched upright by the fighting spirit from the sword's edge, and his scalp ached faintly, that Jing Wuchen realized what he was doing. Unfortunately, it was too late, as his sharply narrowed pupils had already seen the shadow of death.
"Are we destined to die together with that guy named Xiao?" Looking at the giant sword that kept enlarging in his pupils, Jing Wuchen sighed in his heart, closed his eyes miserably, and felt extremely unwilling, "Damn it, you
Can't you let me take care of that bastard Dan Ding and then kill me? It's grandma's fault!"
"Bang!"
Jing Wuchen, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, heard an unexpected voice.
"Is this sound a little different from what you imagined? And why is there no pain? Could it be that the sword is too fast and you can't feel the pain when your head leaves your neck?"
It felt as if the sword wind was blowing against his neck. Jing Wuchen's neck tightened unconsciously, but he was thinking in confusion, wondering why the sound didn't sound like a sword slashing his neck at all, but more like a fist and a sword.
colliding with each other.
"You bastard! How dare you get distracted at this time?!"
A loud shout rang in Jing Wuchen's ears, waking up Jing Wuchen who was still doubting whether his soul had left his body.
Jing Wuchen suddenly opened his eyes and saw Xiao Yan standing in front of him. His mind went blank, and his usually flexible thinking couldn't be turned around. He pointed at Xiao Yan blankly as if in a dream: "You are still alive.
?Eh? I’m not dead either?”
"Of course I'm still alive! I'm still alive, how could you die?"
Xiao Yan kicked the Dou Emperor who had lost his giant sword off the cliff with one kick, and punched out with another punch, knocking down the other Dou Emperor who still crawled over tenaciously with a broken arm, and then raised his knife-like brows slightly.
, "However, if you continue to stand like this stupidly, you will no longer be able to live any longer."
"ah!"
Being reminded by Xiao Yan, Jing Wuchen suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly shouted in a deep voice, his eyes shot out a cold light like a blade, and the flying knife shot out with a "swish" sound, leaving only a few faint white streaks in the air.
Mark, he threw it at several Dou Emperors who rushed up from below.
The flying knives flashed with light, and the several Dou Emperors who rushed towards them only had time to deflect subconsciously before being hit by the flying knives.
Although the flying knives on their bodies were not fatal, these Dou Emperors were seriously injured and their bodies were shaking slightly.
However, what annoys Jing Wuchen is that the eyes of these Dou Emperors are still so cold, and they are not afraid to fight. They only take two steps back to eliminate the impact of the flying knives, then spit out fighting energy to knock the flying knives out of their bodies, and continue to hold them high.
He rushed towards Jing Wuchen and Xiao Yan with his sword.
"Are you really not afraid of death?"
Jing Wuchen returned to his carefree look, showing a faint smile in an obscene manner, twirling his fingers in the air, and the flying knife that was shaken out of the body by several Dou Emperors immediately flew up from the ground as if it was being pulled by something, and flew in the air.
He turned sharply and stabbed several Dou Emperors in the back silently.
It is difficult for a sane person to prevent such a weird knife fighting skill, let alone these Dou Emperors whose minds have been blinded by the desire to kill? The forward figures of several Dou Emperors stopped abruptly, their eyes fixed on Jing Wu.
Dust, and then fell headlong.
Before several Dou Emperor fell to the ground, the deadly flying knives flew back into Jing Wuchen's hands.
"What an awesome knife-throwing skill!"
Xiao Yan glanced at Long Yi from a distance, who had been forced to pull out the lightning spear during the break, but was still very brave. He felt relieved and gave Jing Wuchen a thumbs up.
"It's far worse than you."
Jing Wuchen's forehead pulsed with veins, and he looked at the crowd that quickly swarmed up below, with no trace of joy on his face.
The flying knives were thrown out from Jing Wuchen's hands again and again, and they spun sharply. Each back and forth meant the passage of a life; but those crazy Dou Emperors still came like a tidal wave, one after another.
, I don’t know fear, I don’t know life or death.
"Fortunately, the outer mountain road is very narrow, so you can't rush through a lot at once. But when is this the end? If you don't pay attention, you will end up in a different place."
Jing Wuchen wiped away the sweat and said with palpitations.
"It's okay. Just follow me closely. If you pay attention, your life won't be in danger."
Xiao Yan was not as worried as Jing Wuchen. While he felt the pressure, his fighting spirit became more and more intense. His eyes flashed with excitement, and he turned around and rushed forward to clear the way.
Under the cover of Xiao Yan, the three of them continued to rush forward.
However, the crowd surged too fast. Before Xiao Yan had finished dealing with one batch, another batch came up. The crescent moon mark on Xiao Yan's forehead was so red that it was clearly visible before he had gone too far.
It was so fast that Xiao Yan had to drink several bottles of clear spirit liquid to replenish his fighting energy.
Jing Wuchen was fighting with flying knives between Xiao Yan and Long Yi, trying his best to reduce the pressure on Xiao Yan and Long Yi. He looked at the steady stream of Dou Emperors coming from behind and ahead of the road, throwing knives while
While feeling helpless, he said to Xiao Yan: "These people are fucking crazy! Brother Xiao, we can't keep fighting like this endlessly. Even if we don't fight to death, I'm afraid I will die from exhaustion!"
After hearing Jing Wuchen's words, Xiao Yan suddenly twisted his left leg and used his waist strength, and threw out his arm with all his strength. With a "pop" sound, he smashed the chest of a Dou Emperor who was trying to get close to him, and flashed in front of Jing Wuchen.
"You're right. If we continue to entangle like this, it will only attract more people. We have to find a way to break out of the bloody road and rush to the next section."
Feeling that he was becoming more and more proficient in using every part of his body, although Xiao Yan still had some unfinished ideas, he felt that Jing Wuchen was right to worry. After taking a deep breath, he suddenly made up his mind: "Long Yi, don't be obsessed with fighting, retreat.
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After hearing Xiao Yan's order, Long Yi didn't hesitate at all. After breaking the ribs of a Dou Emperor with one punch, he immediately turned around and joined Xiao Yan and Jing Wuchen with a single lunge. To be continued.