Chapter 58 058: Someone stole my stuff (Part 2) [Please give me a monthly ticket]
"Thieves": "..."
The strong man with a geese-ling sword: "..."
Looking at the strange sword-holding boy, the two looked different.
The former is confused. He is completely desperate and is ready to force out all the potential of Dan Mansion''s military courage to force it to improve its realm and fight against the enemy. Even if you die, you have to pull a few more cushions! Unexpectedly, a strange boy jumped out of nowhere at this critical moment.
The latter is solemn. Just looking at the power of the sword mark, you will know that the strength of the visitor cannot be underestimated. If you are not careful, you will even capsize your gutter.
"Puff-"
The "thief" was about to open his mouth but it touched the wound. His throat was spasm and vomited a large mouthful of blood, making his face that was originally dirty and unsightly could not be seen more and more embarrassed. He coughed several times, barely suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and gasped, "This little friend, this is our private matter. Don''t go to this muddy water..."
The strong man with Yan Lingdao snorted coldly and grinned.
"Students see unfairness in the streets? Those who know each other, get out of here!"
Chen Tang still had a blank face. At first, his attention was attracted by the "thief" behind him. When he heard the strong man in Yan Lingdao say this, his anger that had just calmed down suddenly rose. In anger, his eyes widened: "I know that you and other thieves are ill-behaved."
The strong man with Yan Lingdao disliked Chen Tang''s preface and said nothing.
"I don''t know what''s wrong. Since you are determined to die, then you will keep your life." With a wave of the blade, you ordered, "Kill the two!"
As soon as the words came, the sword edge was in front of him.
The strong man with Yan Lingdao was shocked and didn''t see clearly how the young man got closer. He shouted loudly and activated his courage. The wave of energy rushed out from all directions with his whole body as the boundary. At the same time, the long sword crossed and cut the sword''s edge towards the sword, splitting the sword''s edge from the front.
Bang!
Swords and swords fighting each other.
The red sword shadow exploded and the air waves rolled.
The strong man with Yanling sword flew back seven or eight steps before he could barely stabilize his body. The blade in his hand was overwhelmed, making a very light "click" sound, and three or four small cracks appeared. He looked shocked, and the young man holding the sword looked dull, and he was still calm when he was besieged by several people.
"Kill one person in ten steps." The young man made a mistake, as if he was stepping on a cloud and riding on the wind, and he was freely traveling through the sword light and sword shadows, and he cut the blocker''s throat like a flowing cloud and water, and killed him with one sword!
The flames were sweeping, and the gushing blood was more intense than the fire!
In two breaths, three more strands of souls were added under the sword!
The boy''s eyes were tinged with paint, his red lips were slightly pursed, and even if the firelight dyed his cold face a little warm, it was still chilling.
Tick tick—
The blood on the sword''s edge dripped along the sword''s body.
Soon, the mud wet and left red marks.
The young man looked at the strong man with a cold eyes.
"I don''t want to die, get out!"
Faced with this provocation, the strong man in Yan Lingdao laughed furiously. The halo of the martial tiger talisman flowed around her waist, and the red energy flowed all over her body, instantly turning into a ferocious beast-headed armor. The goose feather knife in his hand also turned into a red tassel hook sickle spear, and its momentum suddenly increased, and its whole body looked like a ball of burning flames. He ran two steps, and a black horse stepping on the flames appeared under his crotch, attacking Chen Tang like an arrow from a string.
Clang!
Although the gun blade fell to nothing, it was almost against Chen Tang''s eyebrows, leaving a thin red mark, making the skin look whiter.
A shot failed and the attacks followed one after another.
The head of the hook and sickle spear turned, and the barb on one side directly hit Chen Tang''s face. If it was stabbed, the lightest would be the crack of the head.
"White arrow!"
The bowstring buzzed, and an ink-colored feathered arrow broke through the air.
The arrow hit the barb of the hook and sickle spear accurately. The harsh sound of the two hits makes the cochlea stimulating and the ears are tinnitus.
"Shenlian!"
The force seemed to be light and weak, but the real contact was heavy and heavy. It was hit by the hook and sickle, which made the gunman numb. The arrow targets are not just the strong man with Yanling sword, but the remaining one is almost one arrow, and the arrow hits fatal places such as the eyebrows, throat, and heart. The deceased couldn''t even react, so he felt cold all over, and some were still being carried flying and nailed to the wall.
The strong man with Yan Lingdao looked closely and actually jumped out of a tall boy in black clothes and red hair rope. He held a black long bow in his left hand and had no arrow pouch on his body. The young man jumped into the ground in the air, his toes were not steady, and he pulled the bowstring with his right hand until the full moon.
“Ying Yi!”
The ink-colored energy condensed four feather arrows at his fingertips, blocking the Yanling Knife''s hero with one arrow, and then hitting his hook and sickle spear again, and shooting the people besieging Chen Tang. Swish, swish, swish, swish, and three more people returned to the west, and the hero Yanling spear saw it and wanted to curse her!
Where did these two little **** emerge?
The sword in Chen Tang''s hand was about to cut the enemy''s throat, but an ink-colored feather arrow pierced the enemy''s forehead first, and the head was gone!
She suddenly turned around and looked at Zhai Le.
This is the head dog that snatched her head!
Zhai Le did not have this consciousness, and he was agile in his body to avoid the pursuit. He leaped on the eaves with his toes. While using the terrain to deal with the enemy, he shot several arrows at noon and killed them. He has excellent archery skills and amazingly flexible body shape, and he still yells.
"Brother Chen, have these people killed?"
"Why do they chase me..."
“Huohuo, your feet are so hot…”
The kung fu that he had to do was to count the arrows again.
He jumped and stepped on the head below to another roof, grabbed the eaves with one arm and used force to change the trajectory, avoided another pursuit, and successfully escaped from the three people''s attack. The mouth was not idle: "This cooperation looks like a bandit..."
He and his brother traveled from the southeast to the northwest, and there were no more than 900 evil people along the way. The scattered soldiers and brave men fought each other, and their abilities were uneven, so they were easily defeated one by one. And these evil people cooperate with each other, it is like being paid by military pay.
"I miss my brother, I''m not used to being helpless without literary support."
"Brother Chen, please help me, Wenxin, Wenxin!"
Zhai Le''s mouth never stopped.
Chen Tang was annoyed by the thought and said, "Can you shut up?"
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhai Le''s place, swung his wrist lightly, flew out of his hand, and shot through the sword and attacked Zhai Le''s enemy from behind.
"I never hit the auxiliary position!" As he said that, his fingers hooked, his sword seemed to be summoned by some kind of call, and flew back to her hand obediently.
Zhai Le, whose face was splattered, was pounced on by the splattering blood: "..."
Committed grievance
Although he doesn''t understand what "playing as a support position" means, it doesn''t prevent him from knowing what "assistance" is.
Brother Chen is disgusting him.
ε=(ο｀*))) Alas
It’s better to be self-reliant.
The ease on Zhai Le''s face gradually faded away, replaced by a little solemnity - although he and Brother Chen were very arrogant, the number of enemies only increased and did not know where they came out, and they felt like they had poked a hornet''s nest.
In addition, the strong man with a goose feather sword was at least an eighth-class male chariot, and the brave tiger talisman could drive four hundred soldiers. These four hundred soldiers have not been dispatched yet, and they are obviously very at ease. It’s not good to use these inexperienced miscellaneous soldiers to slap their energy now.
Second update.
??This chapter is difficult to write, but it still doesn’t work after revising it many times.
There is another chapter.
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(This chapter ends)