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"Lord, be careful!" Sikong Jianheng, who was fighting in the distance, saw Zhao Butian attacking Shu Jun's face changed drastically. However, because the distance was too far, even if he wanted to save Shu Jun, it was too late.
At that moment, Sikong Jian bit his steel teeth and threw the flying sword in his hand towards Zhao Butian.
"Sword-controlling technique!"
Sikong Jian shouted, his right fingers clamped into a hand knife, and swept into the air, directing a flying sword to attack Zhao Butian. This move was effective in siege Wei to save Zhao.
Although Zhao Butian was eager to fight Shu Jun, he did not dare to take risks. If he had taken his life to kill Shu Jun, he would never do such a loss-making business.
At that moment, Zhao Butian rotated like a gyro, and the flying sword in his hand raised and opened Sikong Jianheng's flying sword. Sikong Jianheng killed red-eyed, fearing that Zhao Butian would attack Shu Jun again, so his hand knife would be empty again and again.
, directed the flying sword to attack Zhao Butian, making it impossible for him to escape and sneak attack Shu Jun.
In this way, although Zhao Butian was restrained, Sikong Jianheng was in a desperate situation. When the enemies around him saw that he no longer took action, they all waved their swords to slash at him.
Sikong Jianheng had sweat on his forehead and dodged a few times, but because of insufficient sensing intentions with Fei Jian, Zhao Butian counterattacked several times and almost lost his life.
Seeing that Zhao Butian was about to withdraw and attack Shu Jun again, Sikong Jianheng no longer cared about his own comfort, and focused on one's mind and commanded the flying sword in his hand.
Countless swords and spears floated towards Sikong Jianheng like snowflakes. Although Sikong Jianheng could see it, he could not dodge. Once he dodged away, Zhao Butian General over there would withdraw and attack Shu Jun again.
At this time, Shu Jun was surrounded by ghosts and could not get out of his way to deal with Zhao Butian.
Suddenly, countless thoughts flashed through Sikong Jianheng's mind, remembering the scene when he first met Shu Jun, and also thinking about the little things that happened when he accompanied Shu Jun until now.
"Lord, Jian Heng is going to take the lead!" Sikong Jian Heng smiled bitterly on his face, and suddenly, he closed his eyes.
What surprised him was that after closing his eyes and waiting for a moment, he was still standing in place without any damage. Luo Jiutian's screams came from his ears, "Stupid brat! Why are you stunned! If you don't move, you will die!"
Sikong Jianheng suddenly opened his eyes and saw Luo Jiutian surround him, blocking the enemy's crazy attack. For this reason, he could not bear a lot of knife wounds on his body. Blood soaked his clothes and flowed down.
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"Military Advisor!" Seeing that Luo Jiutian suffered so much injuries to save him, Sikong Jianheng was moved to tears.
"Boy! When is it now? Is there still time to cry?" Luo Jiutian cursed in a rash manner, then waved his sword and slashed at the enemy troops rushing around.
Sikong Jianheng gritted his teeth, pointed his fingers, and the flying sword roared, soared into the sky, and then fell down in a blink of an eye, stabbing Zhao Butian.
Although Zhao Butian's cultivation is much higher than Sikong Jianheng, on the one hand, because the distance between Sikong Jianheng and him is too far, and on the other hand, the sword-control technique used by Sikong Jianheng. Even Zhao Butian is stronger than him
There were many people who could not break through the people in the middle for the time being and attacked Sikong Jianheng.
Seeing that Shu Jun was about to equalize the situation with Yin Wangui, Zhao Butian was afraid of missing the opportunity to fight Shu Jun. At that moment, he was ruthless and waved his right hand, and the green light drifted into the sky, covering Sikong Jianheng and others' heads.
Qiankun is about to launch an attack again.
This time, Sikong Jianheng was anxious and did not dare to confront the power of Ding Qiankun head-on. At that moment, his body flashed and Luo Jiutian and he flew out on the sword, avoiding Ding Qiankun's fatal blow.
boom!
The place where we were standing just now was full of smoke and dust, and the power emitted by the universe destroyed everything around us. Sikong Jian turned his eyes and saw that Zhao Butian had taken this opportunity to thrust the flying sword and stab Shu Jun. Although Sikong Jian was still alive.
Heng and Luo Jiutian both wanted to save Shu Jun, but this time, it was too late.
"Lord!" Luo Jiutian and Sikong Jianheng couldn't help but exclaim.
Although Shu Jun couldn't see the situation behind him clearly, he also felt the fierce sword energy. Unfortunately, Yin Wangui's sharp claws were always disturbing in front of him. He really didn't have time to turn around and resolve the situation behind him.
The crisis.
Life and death hang on the line. The flying sword in Zhao Butian's hand is getting closer and closer to Shu Jun. If Shu Jun does not dodge, he will definitely die.
The distance gradually narrowed. But Shu Jun was still facing away from Zhao Butian, and it seemed that he had not seen the situation behind him. Zhao Butian's face had already shown a smug smile. Because in his opinion, he could finally get rid of Shu Jun.
This is the biggest enemy.
The sharp flying sword cut through the air and made a harsh whistling sound. Shu Jun's back was hit by the sword energy, causing a burst of pain. Although he wanted to swing the Yin-Yang double hammer, he turned around to block Zhao Butian.
This attack, Yin Wangui in front was launching a sharp attack on him. Even if he turned around to block Zhao Butian's flying sword, he would probably be unable to escape from Yin Wangui's sharp claws.
At this moment, Shu Jun had made up his mind and devoted all his energy to Yin Wangui, completely ignoring the sword that came from behind him.
Sikong Jianheng and Luo Jiutian both had pale faces and looked at Shu Jun anxiously. At this moment, the battlefield of thousands of troops seemed to have nothing to do with them. In front of them, the only thing that made them worry about was Shu Jun's life and death.
Just as Zhao Butian's flying sword was about to penetrate Shu Jun's body, a hearty laughter came from mid-air. Only one person laughed and scolded: "Zhao Butian, you are so shameless. You dare to attack this kind of sneak attack move.
Do you use it?" Before the words fell, the meteor-like sword light poured down and flew towards Zhao Butian.
Zhao Butian's face suddenly changed, and his gloomy eyes were full of viciousness. Although he was determined to kill Shu Jun, if he stabbed this sword, he would definitely be injured by the sword light of the man in the air, even if he did not die.
He was also seriously injured.
For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Zhao Butian's mind. Suddenly, the flying sword in his hand turned and stroked several swords upwards, forming a Qi shield, blocking the countless sword lights falling from the air.
In this way, Shu Jun escaped from his life by chance.
"Zhao Butian, let you taste the power of grandpa!" The man in the air smiled heroically again, and the flying sword in his hand turned into countless sword lights, attacking Zhao Butian from all directions.
Zhao Butian's face was vicious and he didn't say a word. The flying sword in his hand was fierce and vented all his anger on the man.
"It's Lao Ye!" Seeing Shu Jun suddenly being rescued, Sikong Jianheng and Luo Jiutian shouted excitedly. When they looked carefully, the person falling from the sky was Ye Jian who went to the Great Yan Dynasty to bring rescue soldiers.
shape.
"Old Ye!" Sikong Jianheng couldn't help but shout, "Good! I admire you this time!"
The night sword-shaped flying sword danced wildly, and the strong wind blew up, resisting Zhao Butian's fierce attack. In his busy schedule, he replied, "Sikong Jianheng, don't talk nonsense, I can't hold on anymore!
Click to kill this bad guy with me!"
Sikong Jianheng smiled and turned the flying sword, "Okay, Lao Ye, let's get rid of this bad guy together today!" After saying that, he rushed over with the flying sword.
Zhao Butian fights with one against two, but still has more attacks and fewer defenses. After all, his cultivation is far higher than Ye Jianxing and Sikong Jianheng. Even if the two join forces, it is still difficult to defeat Zhao Butian.
Luo Jiutian saw that the two of them had difficulty fighting, and he thrust his sword and rushed up.
"Hahaha! Even the military advisor has taken action this time!" Although Ye Jian is in danger, he still doesn't forget to make a joke, "Zhao Butian, if I kowtow a few times, I'm happy, I can't say it's true.
I can still let you have a way out! Otherwise, I will let you not even have any hairs left!"
Zhao Butian sneered, "I'm still arrogant when I die! I'm looking for death!" As soon as the flying sword came out, the sword energy burst into the air, and thunder sounded faintly, which shocked people's ears.
This time, because Luo Jiutian joined, Ye Jianxing and Sikong Jianheng slowed down. The three of them fought fiercely against Zhao Butian, and they could barely get a draw, and no one could take advantage of each other.
"Xiaoye, have the reinforcements of the Great Yan Dynasty moved here?" Luo Jiutian couldn't help asking for fear of the overall safety.
Ye Jianxing suddenly realized, patted his forehead and shouted, "Oh, military advisor, I have forgotten this. The Great Yan Dynasty does not lend us soldiers!"
"What!" Hearing this, Luo Jiutian was shocked. He was slow in his hand and almost cut off his arm by Zhao Butian's flying sword. If the Great Yan Dynasty did not borrow reinforcements, today, the army of Qianlin Immortal City would be destroyed here.
It's right.
For a moment, Luo Jiutian was restless and the offensive gradually slowed down.
"Who said that I did not borrow troops from the Great Yan Dynasty? I really deserve to be beaten!" At this moment, a dragon roar suddenly came from the air, and Zhou Tianxuan's strong voice overshadowed the dragon roar and reached everyone's ears. "Ye Jian Shaped"
, If you talk nonsense again, I will be angry, brother!"
Ye Jianying laughed and shouted without looking back: "Brother Zhou, don't I want to give everyone a surprise!"
"Qianyouhuan Blood Dragon!" Someone shouted, but the Qianyouhuan Blood Dragon flying in the air opened his mouth and spit it. The fire rain fell down the sky, and a smell of burning flesh suddenly came from the air.
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Zhou Tianxuan took advantage of this and flew down, looked at Zhao Butian and sneered: "Zhao Butian, your death date is here today!"
A hint of panic flashed in Zhao Butian's eyes, and then he returned to peace. The long sword in his hand forced the three Ye Jian-shaped men to retreat, and said coldly: "Zhou Tianxuan, it's too early to say the big words!"
Zhou Tianxuan shrugged and smiled, and asked, "Is that true?" After saying that, he whistled a long roar. Before the roar fell, there was a shocking shout of killing in the southeast direction.
Zhao Butian looked back and saw countless cavalry rushing towards the battlefield like a flood.