"Bastard! Are these two guys possessed by hanging boots? You can catch up with them in this way!"

At the same time, Lao Feiyan, who was embarrassed and cursed the same words two hundred miles away from Luo Xiao's surroundings.

"Although the mountains here are still deep, there are not a few decent trees. You can see people from afar. It is difficult to get rid of the enemy..." Cheng Fei's red scarf wrapped in phoenix head has turned into ochre color, his face is exhausted, and his heroic sword eyebrows are scattered, and only the blood-covered phoenix eyes are still firm.

Although it is only more than 200 miles away from Baicaocheng, the environment is already significantly different. The Gobi sand dunes are no longer visible, and there are more mountains that are towering into the clouds. Of course, in terms of vegetation coverage, it is far from reaching the Longyuan Mountain in Heshuo County. Many of the peaks are bare, or there are only a small number of low woods and clusters of shrubs. Of course, such a terrain cannot hide people. It is no wonder that they have never been able to escape the pursuit.

Fortunately, when the last encounter, Lao Feiyan opened Su Bai. Otherwise, with this guy's tracking technique, he would have caught up with the two girls that day, and it would not have been possible for them to jump for two more days... That's right, it's just jump for two more days, because-

On the top of the Zhehong Cliff dozens of feet away, a tall and sinister figure appeared, with a long sword on his waist and a crossbow bow in his hand. He pointed the crossbow arrow at them with a sinister smile on his face.

Yan Hong!

The two girls' hearts sank. Are they finally caught up? Without turning their heads, you can hear the heavy sound of stomping dead branches behind them, as if a giant beast was approaching.

"Run? Why don't you run?" A hoarse, low and stiff voice came from behind.

The language of the Tula people is completely different from that of the countries in the Tianjing Realm, but being able to be sent to be a spy and knowing other languages ​​is the minimum requirement. Of course, pure things are not considered as being pure and can only be considered to be barely understood. In the ears of the two girls, it is naturally inevitable to be stiff.

Lao Feiyan stared at Yan Hong, while Cheng Feifeng turned his head with difficulty and looked at the huge figure flashing out from behind the pile of rocks, approaching step by step.

"The previous order was to capture you alive, but you made a big mistake!" The bald Tule man stuck a single-handed hammer more than four feet long on the ground, crushing several hard stones as big as a bowl into pieces, and even slamming a shallow pit about the size of a hammer face. The ferocious face full of tattoos showed a cruel look. "According to the Great Khan Order of the Tule Alliance, no matter how noble the status of the aliens is, as long as the blood of the Tule warriors is stained on his hands, the Tule man must repay the blood with blood! The Great Khan Order overwhelms all instructions, so now... I still want to capture you alive! But it is no longer unscathed, and I can miss my arms and legs..."

Tiksari lifted up the heavy hammer as if nothing had happened, and held a few hammer flowers in his hand, grinned with thick lips, bared his yellow teeth and smiled with a creepy smile: "So, are you ready to abandon what part of your body?"

Cheng Feifeng clenched his chapped lips, his tired eyes exuded an unyielding look. The long sword spread across his chest and slowly raised it to his chin. You can see that there are uneven gaps on the blades on both sides, and the most obvious one is as big as a tooth mark. This is the damage caused when he fought with Tikselli the day before yesterday. The sword is a light weapon, and the hammer is a heavy weapon. If Cheng Feifeng had no background in his family, his sword skills were far above Tikselli, he would be afraid that he would break with one blow.

Cheng Feifeng had just taken a step forward, and Lao Feiyan, who was leaning against her back, suddenly turned around and stopped her: "You stare at that guy, let me do this big guy."

Cheng Feifeng opened her mouth and nodded for a while and said, "Be careful."

Cheng Feifeng also knew in his heart that a power-type opponent like this should indeed make the same power-type Lao Feiyan deal with it most appropriately. Unfortunately, Lao Feiyan's realm was a little lower and had just advanced to level 4. If she was level 5 like her, there might be hope for this battle...

Tiksari's eyes lit up when he saw Lao Feiyan: "You are not like Wuyang people, but like us Tula people..."

"Don't let your bullshit, I'm a Wuyang native who is like a fake one!" Lao Feiyan's thick eyebrows stood up. Are you here for a black man?

Tiksari smiled, raised the hammer and pointed at Cheng Feifeng, and said to Lao Feiyan: "This woman is the daughter of the Lord of Yishui City, so we want to capture her alive, but you are not. Are you not surprised why we also want to capture you alive?"

Lao Feiyan was stunned, right, why?

Tiksari's laughter made Lao Feiyan feel irritated: "Because, you are like our Turgla women - strong enough! Hahahaha!"

"Then you try to see if I'm strong enough!" Lao Feiyan was like an angry female tiger, jumping up, slashing the saber into the air, slashing Tiksari in a dazzling half-arc.

"Come on!" Tiksari laughed wildly, swinging hammers with both hands to bombard the slashing sabre that was slashing from the bottom to the top.

Both of them are violent warriors who pursue pure power, and they are both born with divine power. The guys they use are heavy weapons that ordinary people dare not touch, and they hit each other hard without any tricks.

when!

A loud bang that almost broke the eardrums, sparks splashed everywhere. Lao Feiyan, who had the advantage of rushing in the air, was really like a flying swallow. He was hit by a hammer and fell back to his original position. If Cheng Feifeng had not pressed her back to remove the force in time, he would have hit the mountain wall.

The difference between the fourth level of the Gangjin level and the fifth level of the peak is so obvious!

"Tsk tsk, it's really strong. Hahaha!" Tiksari moved his slightly numb arms, glanced at the hammer with a knife mark, and stared at Lao Feiyan's plump and almost sturdy figure without restraint. He stretched out his tongue and licked his fat lips and commented, "The power is good, and the explosive power is also very strong. Not to mention women, even men... Tule Warriors are not common. Unfortunately, you only have the fourth level. If you reach the fifth level, I will not be so relaxed... How about it? Do you want to do it again?"

If it was normal, it was said in Tiksari's mouth, and the taste was obviously a bit disgusting.

Lao Feiyan's arms trembled slightly, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood was hidden in the hilt of the knife... It was a long time, and he had not been carried by his opponent so head-on. In Xiuyan Wushu Hall, she has always been overwhelming with strength. Not to mention the same level, even at the same level, few people dared to fight her head-on. Unexpectedly, they encountered tough guys here.

"Okay, come again!" With Lao Feiyan's nerves, she didn't care about Tiksari's teasing at all. She took a deep breath, and the sword that had already rolled up her blade turned several swords on her wrist, and her body was slightly bent, like a tense giant bow.

Cheng Feifeng behind him said anxiously and hurriedly: "Feiyan, if we continue to fight like this, we have no chance of winning. If we want to escape, we will have to hurt at least one person."

Lao Feiyan's sword stagnated and turned her head to glance at Yan Hong who was gradually approaching from the top of the peak, and whispered: "That guy is a little weaker, why don't you fuck him first?"

Cheng Feifeng shook his head slowly and firmly: "No, I'll let people down!"

"Which trick?"

"Yes, use that trick!"

The two sisters have been practicing literature and martial arts since childhood, and have a very good understanding of each other. They only need to say three points to understand each other. Therefore, they only exchanged their opinions briefly, immediately decided on countermeasures and quickly took action.

"Turn the dog, take me another knife!" Lao Feiyan rushed out like an arrow that was not commensurate with his huge body, like a tiger with a shackle. Although it is really a bit like a tiger using a tiger to describe a woman, looking at the shape of the bent and rushing out of her body, and her yellow clothes, it seems that she is really a bit like a tigressed tiger.

Just as the "female tiger" rushed out, Cheng Feifeng pulled her belt. As the long wrapped belt unfolded, Lao Feiyan's big body stagnated first, and then it began to rotate, spinning faster and faster, like a large top, and the power of the knife rushing towards Tiksari in the air became stronger and more violent as the rotation was rotated, far exceeding the force that Lao Feiyan could stimulate.

There is such a killer move?!

Tiksari widened his eyes, not knowing whether to dodge or to take it hard for a momentum, and his momentum was also stagnant. But soon he burst into laughter and suddenly burst out with a scoundrel of crazy eyes. He swung the hammer and the sound was like a bear roar: "Come on this!" He didn't dodge or dodge, and swung the hammer to fight.

At the same time, Yan Hong, who had approached dozens of feet, had a finger on his finger, and the crossbow shot a fast range of Feifeng. If she didn't let go, she would never avoid this arrow. If she gave up, Lao Feiyan's rising gyro killing technique would be blocked by the loss of support points. Even if she could still slash that knife, the power would be greatly reduced because her momentum had not reached its peak.

The whirlwind sword wheel wrapped around Lao Feiyan and rushed to the top of Tikselli's head, making a numb sound that made her scalp break through the air, and even a big white and bright sword light burst out, slashing down violently without stopping.

Tiksai's eyes were ferocious, his neck was swollen, his arms were as thick as ordinary people's thighs, and heaving heavy hammers the size of his head fought from bottom to top.

Such violent fighting style is completely imagined that the moment when the knife and hammer are hit, the amazing loud noise will definitely make people's ears buzz and deaf for a short time, and the eardrum may rupture.

However, the loud shock did not sound.

Just as the hammer was about to collide, Cheng Feifeng, who was controlled behind, made an unexpected move - her arm holding the belt suddenly shook, just this tremor. When the wave-shaped force was transmitted to Lao Feiyan's bucket waist, her body suddenly sank by this force, and this sank changed the direction of the knife wheel.

The knife wheel that was originally slashing towards the heavy hammer actually slashed the handle of the hammer between the two arms of Tiksari. The hammer was forged pure iron, but the hammer handle was not, but solid iron wood, with a circle of cardboard thick steel on the outside. Although it was fine steel and iron wood, in the face of this terrifying blow, the thickness of steel and hardwood did not play much role at all.

Crack! The egg-sized steel hammer handle was broken into two pieces, and the slashing sword slashed violently. The tip of the knife and the front end blade streaked across Tiksari's chest, dividing his cowhide breastplate into two like a piece of paper, and cutting into his chest muscles at the same time...
Chapter completed!