"Choke!" Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes were still looking at Zhao Changhe, but behind him, as if he had eyes, he thrust his long sword back, just in time to deflect Lu Shiheng's sneak attack.
Zhao Changhe was also looking at her, and he swiped the dragon bird in his hand and slashed across Yuxiu's chest.
Both of them felt extremely insulted.
What attitude do you two have!
Tang Wanzhuang is nothing special. He is the third most powerful person in the world rankings, and he has the right to look down on the human rankings. Although there is Maitreya in front of him, Tang Wanzhuang has won three out of three games. It is normal to be a little proud.
What the hell are you, Zhao Changhe, who despises the list of people so much!
I was so angry that my lungs exploded.
He swung his mourning stick in his hand, the stick's body surged, pointed at Zhao Changhe's wrist, and shouted: "Let go!"
This stick already has the meaning of returning to nature.
The mourning stick is slightly longer than the dragon bird, and its shots are like lightning. It strikes last and comes first, and its speed is unparalleled. The head of the stick has not yet touched the body, and the sharp coldness has already invaded the arteries of the wrist. Zhao Changhe has no doubt that he was struck by this stick.
Hit, this hand is completely useless.
Yu Xiu even believed that it was impossible for Zhao Changhe to dodge this blow. His Yin-cold energy had a limiting and binding effect. For people with lower cultivation levels, if they were so suddenly restricted, subsequent subconscious changes would be affected.
Being dragged down, I was a little slow when I tried to change my move, and then I was hit directly without any suspense.
However, what shocked him was that Zhao Changhe didn't seem to be restricted by any restrictions at all. The sword did not change, but he just pulled back a few inches and struck the stick exactly.
Such a broad sword weighing dozens of kilograms can be used to cut horizontally, and a stick can be used to block it...
It goes without saying who suffers.
"Who is going to give up?" Zhao Changhe laughed: "It's nothing more than the impermanence of life!"
At this moment, Xiu felt his hands were sore and numb from the shock, and he used the force to drift away, feeling shocked in his heart.
There is something wrong with Zhao Changhe's strength... Did he hide it secretly? How could it be so fast!
Not only was it fast, but it was also stable! His Yin-Cold Qi was as strong as a needle converging to stab him. If Zhao Changhe had just taken advantage of the weight of the knife without checking carefully, he would have been so stunned that he couldn't even hold the knife.
However, when the sword and stick met, one could only feel Zhao Changhe's strength condensing and tightening, without any leakage. On the contrary, there was a bloody aura attacking his face, shocking his soul.
This kind of strength control, this kind of evil intention, are you the demon or me?
After adjusting my mentality, I secretly thought that this person should not be treated as the number one rising star of Qianlong. This is an opponent that must be taken seriously!
As a result, this "enemy that must be taken seriously" didn't even look at him, and while he was drifting away to adjust his center of gravity, he passed directly in front of him.
Rest here: "?"
"Didn't you say that this road is impassable? I think it is." Zhao Changhe jumped across the street and deflected an arrow shot from a long distance in a sneak attack, leaving only the back of Xiu's head.
Rest here: "..."
The deflected arrow missed and flew back, a scream was heard in the distance, and the attacker died on the spot.
People blocked the road and bows were missing from all sides, so he passed by vertically and horizontally.
Where did Chichi Tianya come from!
The person who doubts life the most at this moment is Xiaoxiang Divine Sword Lu Shiheng.
He and Maitreya attacked Tang Wanzhuang. He originally thought that Maitreya had always been on par with Tang Wanzhuang, but with his own interference and the opportunity to attack, Tang Wanzhuang would be in a very embarrassing situation.
But in actual fighting, that's not the case at all. Maitreya seems to be much inferior to Tang Wanzhuang?
Is it because Maitreya's injury yesterday has not actually healed? Or is it because Tang Wanzhuang is already exerting the third level of secret strength? Or is it partly exerting it?
His understanding of martial arts was not enough to see the details of the top of the land list, which was really puzzling. In short, Tang Wanzhuang did not find it difficult to deal with Maitreya. Instead, it was a bit like putting the main offensive on him, trying to first
Kill him and then concentrate on dealing with Maitreya.
How can Lu Shiheng withstand this!
"Whoosh!" The clear blue waves of the spring water are splitting their shadows, and the bright water waves are stabbing Maitreya and Lu Shiheng in almost no particular order.
Lu Shiheng couldn't count on Maitreya to help him catch the sword, so he quickly pulled away and retreated.
But at this moment, a warning sign arose in my heart, and I suddenly looked back. Under the moonlight, Zhao Changhe, who was covered in blood, held up the dragon bird and came from the roof. His blood-red eyes almost occupied the entire eye area.
, the violent blood-evil spirit exuding from his whole body turned even the moon into a blood moon.
Gods and Buddhas are gone!
When Zhao Changhe used this move after hiding in the secret, he actually had the illusion of being pulled by celestial phenomena, as if the ancient warrior had returned to the world, and he was the Blood God!
Lu Shiheng was really scared to the point of losing his mind.
I wonder who in this world is qualified to be flanked by a third-place player on the Earth Ranking and a master at the same level?
What are you doing, this loser? You can't stop this?
"choke!"
Lu Shiheng, who urgently dodged Tang Wanzhuang's sword, temporarily parried and all the gods and Buddhas dispersed. How could he withstand this hasty force?
The sword in his hand broke in response. Lu Shiheng abandoned the sword in an emergency and rolled on the spot, narrowly avoiding being chopped in half.
There was already a blood mark on the forehead from the sword energy. If it were a little deeper, it would be a real craniotomy!
Looking up, Yuxiu's mourning stick also caught up with Zhao Changhe and said in his heart: "Death!"
"Ding!" The spring water surged, passed over Zhao Changhe, and took the baton for him, with a tacit understanding as if the two had cooperated thousands of times.
The tragedy is that Yuxiu thought he was chasing Zhao Changhe. Who would have expected that it would be Tang Wanzhuang who took his blow... His cold energy was like a child in front of Tang Wanzhuang, being ignored by an adult.
He slapped her back: "I told you to play in the water!"
At this point, Xiu's meridians were in a state of confusion, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood and fell back.
Tang Wanzhuang didn't bother to look at him, and turned around to block Maitreya. At the same time, the dragon bird was already slashing at Maitreya's fat neck.
Suddenly, it turned into a gang of men and women besieging Maitreya.
Maitreya's face sank like water, and he suddenly stepped away.
Zhao Changhe pulled Tang Wanzhuang's hand: "Let's go, there are oriole behind us, don't let us fight."
Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly: "Yeah."
The two of them stood up hand in hand, using exactly the same Qinggong routine, passed over the courtyard wall, and walked away on the moon.
Surrounded by countless strong bows and crossbows, no one dared to even shoot at this time.
The shot that had just been fired back at Zhao Changhe made people feel hopeful. In fact, neither Zhao Changhe nor Tang Wanzhuang would be able to handle the thousands of arrows fired at once, but at this moment, they were so frightened that no one dared.
Especially Zhao Changhe, who is full of blood and energy like a god and a demon, makes people tremble with fear when looking at him from a distance.
Under heavy siege, without firing an arrow, they watched helplessly as the man and woman walked on the moon hand in hand and walked away in an instant.
On the other side, Xixiu was angry and anxious and asked Maitreya: "Why don't you pursue the Buddha?"
Maitreya turned his head and glanced at Lu Shiheng who was retreating, and whispered: "Tang Wanzhuang's third secret treasure is half-opened. We can't kill him by besieging him... We must leave immediately."
At this point, Xiu was stunned: "Let's go?"
"Of course." Maitreya pulled him and quickly evacuated. The Maitreya believers were very organized and followed suit.
There were shadows in the distance, and someone was chasing after him. Looking at the neat posture, and seeing that Maitreya didn't seem to be hurt, he stopped hesitantly.
Maitreya seemed to feel something. He turned around and sneered: "I want them to wait until we kill Tang Wanzhuang and both sides will be hurt before they come to kill us... They will not only get rid of Tang Wanzhuang's death, but also trap and kill our elites."
In Xiangyang, they were the only ones who swept the south of the Yangtze River, and their calculations were as beautiful as the sky."
Xixiu thought thoughtfully: "Their soldiers and horses should still be north of the Han River. Maybe they are planning to sneak over at night?"
"That's right, it's just Yang Jingxiu or Wang Daozhong and a few masters who sneaked into the city by themselves." Maitreya sneered and said, "I've known for a long time that they have this kind of character."
Yu Xiu also sneered: "They thought they were using us, but they didn't know that our soldiers and horses were already in the forest outside the city. Lu Shiheng was actually controlled by us. As soon as the city gate opened, the army went straight in. King Langya and Hongnong Yang thought they were right...the soldiers and horses
Everyone who enters the city is a loser!"
"The so-called Northern Army crossing south... As long as Xue Canghai of the Blood God Sect can arrive on time, their crossing the river is just a joke." There was some gloom in Maitreya's eyes: "Whether we can occupy Xiangyang depends on this."
Maitreya contacted the Blood God Sect not to attack Xiangyang, but to deal with the Northern Army... The original plan seemed to be complete. The biggest regret was that he had previously cooperated with the family to really kill Tang Wanzhuang, but failed to do so.
Well, I don’t know what trouble they can make.
Yu Xiu also asked: "What about Tang Wanzhuang and Zhao Changhe..."
"Tang Wanzhuang's third secret treasure is half-opened. Something must have gone wrong at this time... I hope they can take a good recovery. As long as they don't cause trouble for one night, everything will be fine." Maitreya was very regretful: "It's a pity. I don't know if they will.
She knows how to use dual cultivation, and Tang Wanzhuang is truly unparalleled in beauty. I have been my enemy for so long, and my biggest wish is to capture her. I have been plotting against her for so long, but I ended up feeding an inexplicable brat with soup."