The masked man looked at Xiaojia and sneered disdainfully: "You are so brave, you dare to come here..."
Xiaojia also smiled sadly: "It should be said that you are more courageous. You actually put the meeting venue in Wanqingxuan. Who came up with this idea?"
The masked man stared at her: "What are you doing here?"
Xiaojia smiled: "I'm here to liberate you. The Scorpio constellation last time was too bad. Where are the other eleven constellations?"
The masked man stopped talking and just waved slightly.
At this moment, more than a dozen archers on the rooftop suddenly stood up, and a rain of colorful arrows formed a large net and enveloped Xiaojia. The assassin hunters outside the walls on both sides jumped up one after another.
Almost no one could dodge under such a dense siege. In fact, Xiaojia did not dodge either.
She just stood there upright, the flying arrows hitting her armor with a clanking sound, the assassin's wrist blade and the hunter's javelin piercing her body everywhere, without even risking a single spark.
Not to mention the damage value.
Everyone in the audience was moved. Even the masked woman stopped teasing the cat and raised her head to look at Xiaojia.
Xiaojia suddenly punched to the left, and an assassin in black immediately bent down. He felt as if a thousand-pound hammer hit his belly.
Xiaojia missed her body and performed a roundhouse kick, and the assassin flew directly into the sky.
Before the other person landed, the thick Merlin pistol spun twice in Xiaojia's hand and was immediately clenched, followed by a "bang" gunshot, the sound was like thunder blasting through the air.
The assassin's body exploded with large amounts of blood, and his flight path changed again. The body was thrown towards the rooftop on the second floor.
Xiaojia held the gun in both hands, and the crosshairs in her field of vision began to lock one by one.
"Bang--"
The muzzle spits fire, and the recoil of this gun is simply astonishing.
Even with Xiaojia's strength, the muzzle of the gun shot up so high that those with weaker strength would probably hit their foreheads with the muzzle.
"Bang--"
"Bang--"
"Bang--"
Four consecutive shots were fired, and no archer on the rooftop dared to show his face.
Four corpses had fallen to the ground. Each corpse had a black hole in its chest, and there was a burning smell.
The masked man shouted: "Everyone come together!"
At this moment, countless black shadows suddenly appeared in front of the table, on the trees, on the rooftop, outside the walls, and in the flower beds, rushing towards them from all directions.
Countless swords and knives, countless arrows and flying fire, countless ropes and javelins. This place immediately became colorful and brilliant like a magician's stage.
This situation is like a big net shrinking in an instant. With so many people, no matter how weak their strength is, they can squeeze their opponents to death even by squeezing them.
There was a loud "choking" sound, and the Dawn Knife was finally unsheathed.
Xiaojia is the darling of many famous people in the Eastern Dynasty. She has the bravery of a busy girl, the cold practicality, and the elegance of Yanyuhua. The most rare thing is that she has the skills of a idler.
Leisure is weird.
The moment the circle tightened, Xiaojia leaned back and made a backflip.
With a "ding" sound, the tip of the knife touched the ground first, and the blade immediately bent into an arc.
There was another strong "clang" sound. The blade immediately collapsed again. Using the force of the rebound, Xiaojia flew forward. This counterattack method was completely unexpected.
A pupil of light suddenly flew out of the "big net". The pupil was surrounded by countless colorful sword lights. Compared with the combined attacks from all directions, these sword lights were more brilliant and dazzling. The brightness of that moment was like a peacock.
Just like opening a screen, the beauty is so breathtaking that it makes people stop breathing.
These are the three special effects of the Dawn Knife: fairy light, colorful holy light and sword energy.
There was a jingling sound in the center of the courtyard, and all attacks dissipated without a trace when encountering this pupil.
No one screamed, because the sword came so fast. Even the mad dog dragon on the river bank saw it with eyes straight: "How many people must have taught Xiaojia this? It's a great achievement..."
The breathtaking beauty ended in an instant. Xiaojia turned over in the air and fell back to her original position.
She also has a habit of slowly putting the long knife back into its sheath.
"Chi————"
The friction sound of the blade sliding into the sheath is far harsher, harder to hear, and more terrifying than the sound of the blade piercing into flesh.
There were corpses everywhere in the middle of the courtyard. No one among the dozens of people survived. They were all killed with a single knife.
The wind blew by, and the apricot leaves all over the garden rustled down.
Xiaojia stands in the rain of leaves. From a distance, it has a desolate beauty, but everyone at the table feels like their whole bodies are wrapped in ice.
This is the most elite force of the Three Hands. No one is below level 60, but there is simply no chance in front of this female warrior.
Now apart from the two bosses, Wan Qingxuan only has eleven constellations left.
"What are you still standing for? Come on!" the masked man said anxiously.
As soon as he said this, five people immediately moved.
But as soon as they made this move, there was a muffled "bang" in the center of the yard, and the five people covered their eyes on the spot.
There's no way around it, flash bombs are the number one weapon among Yin people.
In fact, this is also the PK rule taught by Leng Ruobingshuang: the so-called strike first is to kill the opponent directly with the first move, without giving the opponent a chance.
After this burst of strong light passed, the only thing that could be seen was that Xiaojia had fallen from the sky and landed among the five people, and the Tianqian sword struck the ground directly.
"boom----"
The ground exploded, large airflow spurted out from the cracks in the spider web, and all five people were shocked into the air.
This is the most standard "Air-Breaking Slash", its effect is to knock people away.
Xiaojia, who was kneeling on one knee, suddenly disappeared again, and the next moment she was high in the sky.
The five people who were bounced seemed to have risen to the highest point, and everyone's bodies seemed to be stagnant for a short time. The Tianqian sword quickly cut out five or six red lights with a "swish", like a black sky.
Five or six blood-red gashes were opened.
Xiaojia disappeared from the air again, and her whole body was instantly teleported back to the ground, still kneeling on one knee and slashing the ground with her sword.
When she stood up again and took back her sword, there was a "plop-plop" sound all around, and five corpses fell to the ground one after another.
This was only the fourth stage of "Flying Flower Slash", but it already had such power. The four people lying on the ground did not feel scared, but felt a sense of relief, because this was not a competition on the same level.
But it was different when they looked at the table in ghost mode. The two bosses were gone. There was a man in black in front of the table holding a strange sword, and the other four companions were already lying in a pool of blood.
This change was astonishing, but Xiaojia didn't find it strange at all. She stepped forward and said, "Run away?"
The man in black took off his headscarf and revealed a pretty face. This person was indeed the Flower Princess, and the power of the Phaseless Strange Sword could not be overshadowed. Moreover, these people did not expect that she would suddenly attack one of their own.
"Yes!" Princess Flower nodded in response.
Mad Dog Dragon's voice sounded in Xiaojia's ears at this time: "The man and the woman ran separately. You chase the man out of the back door and chase south. Leave the woman to me and let Xiaohua come towards me."
Come up to your seat."
"Chase!" Xiaojia immediately rushed into the villa.
At the same time, the nighthawk also turned around in the high altitude. This time it was not high-altitude reconnaissance, but low-altitude skimming, shuttling through the woods.
The masked woman in the forest did not panic. She held the white cat in her arms and walked steadily. Moreover, her retreat route was very strange, going around in an S-shape.
Of course it makes sense for her to do this. The 800-meter area along the route is full of three-handed people, and there are ambushes everywhere. Even if the female warrior can catch up with her, she may not be able to find her, because there are also arrangements in the forest to
She was dressed as an identical double.
As the boss of three hands, she had to be cautious.
After walking for a long time, she finally arrived at a place that no one else would have imagined - on the embankment of the Rainbow River.
She walked around behind a tree and stayed there for about half a minute before she emerged from behind the tree. At this time, the sinister and cunning boss with three hands disappeared, and she transformed into a delicate and beautiful woman.
She has a delicate face, wears a pure white robe, and holds short-handed staffs. She looks like a female mage who has just returned from hunting at night.
But as soon as she walked along the river embankment, she was stunned. There was a person standing in the mist in front of her, as if he was waiting for her to come.
Mad Dog Dragon sighed: "We have met before."
The female mage was suddenly stunned.
Mad Dog Long said: "At the Royal International Club."
The female mage laughed and said, "My friend, are you talking to me?"
Mad Dog Dragon stared at her: "I didn't deal with the ambush and substitutes you arranged at all, because your every move did not escape my eyes."
The female mage smiled and shook her head, treating Mad Dog Dragon as a lunatic talking to himself, so she ignored him and continued walking towards Shuiyun City.
Mad Dog Dragon did not stop her, but continued: "Now I understand why you let that masked man speak for you, and you want to create a puppet to hide your identity, because your identity cannot be seen in the light, and there is
Who would believe that Meng Jianfei, one of the top ten masters in the Blood Drinking Era, and his close disciple Lin Lanlan are actually the boss of the Three Arms."
Lin Lanlan was stunned and could no longer move forward.
She raised her head with a look of surprise on her face, and then suddenly realized: "I remembered that you were also at Dashuai Zhang's business meeting."
Mad Dog Dragon stared at her: "I can't figure out why you are the boss of three hands..."
Lin Lanlan sneered and said nothing.
Mad Dog Dragon thought thoughtfully: "Actually, you are not the real boss behind the scenes, because your information is not so bright, you are probably also a puppet."
A cold light flashed in Lin Lanlan's eyes: "My friend, who are you?"
Mad Dog Dragon refused to answer her question, but asked: "I still can't understand that with your status and reputation, you actually come to do this. Meng Jianfei's reputation has been completely ruined by you." (To be continued...
