Wu Jian did not expect that when Kang Qiao led his army to launch a decisive attack, almost all the masters of the Taiping Army gathered here, and the purpose was naturally self-evident, that is, to keep him. In other words, in the eyes of the senior leaders of the Taiping Army, siege and kill themselves is more important than to wipe out Kang Qiao's troops.

Of course the fact is.

In fact, at the foot of Nanping Mountain, the Taiping Army still gathered many masters, such as Cheng Wuben, the nine-level masters, Old Master Liu, Chen Ci, Yang Zhi, others such as monks, wild dogs, kittens, Jiang Shangyan, etc., are all good martial arts masters, and they are only stronger than the Tiger Ben Army.

Wu Jian knew that the chance of getting out today was already very small.

With the long roar, he did not draw his sword, but took off the Chuanyun Bow on his back with his back. With a twist of his finger, the blue Chuanyun Arrow had appeared on the bow, the ape's arms were stretched, and the Chuanyun Bow had been pulled over.

Wu Jian, as the master of the master, shot out the cloud-piercing arrow, which was even more powerful than Moro, and it was even better. As soon as the arrow left the string, it disappeared. In front of Wu Jian, an unfathomable small black hole suddenly appeared.

His arrow was aimed at Luo Yishui.

He hated Luo Yishui the most, of course, similarly, Luo Yishui must hate him the most. If there is someone on the scene who is willing to kill him and is willing to kill him, then it must be Luo Yishui. Moreover, this bow is Molo's, and the arrow is Molo's. When attacking Luo Yishui with the Cloud Bow, Luo Yishui will inevitably be unstable. There is a great possibility of one arrow to achieve success.

Seeing the Chuanyun bow and the Chuanyun arrow, Luo Yishui's eyes turned red. With a loud shout, the sword light on the long sword in his hand surged, and layers of force rushed forward like a sea tide, stacking layers, forming barriers in front of Luo Yishui.

With a stinging sound, the blue cloud-piercing arrow that disappeared in the air appeared in front of Luo Yishui several steps. The tail was flashing with blue flames. The flames trembled slightly, and the arrows rotated forward at high speed.

Although the blue sea tide forced the Chuanyun Arrow to appear, it still could not stop his progress. Luo Yishui's forehead was exposed, and his left hand suddenly held his right hand, almost forcing all the true energy in his body out. The blue Chuanyun Arrow just paused slightly and then moved forward again. The pricking sounded faster and faster. Seeing that the Chuanyun Arrow had reached Luo Yishui's front, behind Luo Yishui, a black ribbon pierced out like a spirit snake.

The ribbon formed a series of circles in the air, putting the arrows through the clouds and tightened suddenly. The sounds of muffled sounds kept exploding among the ribbon circles. The ribbon kept jumping, but it was never shaken open. The blue arrows through the clouds quickly shrank in the violent burning. Finally, the blue tail flame disappeared, and the arrows through the clouds disappeared without a trace.

"Yinggu!" Wu Jian's pupils shrank slightly, and the second master of the Taiping Army also appeared in front of him.

Whether it is He Rentu or Yinggu, if it is a one-on-one contest, they will not be Wu Jian's opponent, but if it is two-on-one, Wu Jian will be defeated but not defeated, not to mention that Huo Guang, Luo Yishui and Qin Feng are present today.

Wu Jian did not stop at all. When he saw Ying Gu appear, the last remaining green cloud-piercing arrow shot out, and one arrow shot out, no longer looking at the result, and immediately threw away the cloud-piercing bow. His body flashed slightly, disappeared in place, appeared again, and he penetrated into Qin Feng with a sword.

He Rentu came behind Wu Jian and slashed it with a knife. Huo Guang was slightly behind, and the knife in his hand was like a horse, slashing towards Wu Jian's waist.

Wu Jian's body trembled, and suddenly several figures appeared. He slashed at He Rentu with his back hand. The oars and the palm intersected, and the sound was like thunder. He Rentu snorted and his pace stopped. Wu Jian ignored Huo Guang's knife at all. But a belt around his waist suddenly floated up, facing the lightning-like knife.

That sword still stabbed Qin Feng without any slowness.

Wu Jian knew very well that he would not want to leave this place without paying a huge price today.

Luo Yishui has Ying Gu next to him. It is impossible to open the gap from him. Qin Feng is the weakest in the field. The arrow through the cloud can restrain Ying Gu and Luo Yishui for one breath, so he only has this breath to open the gap.

As long as you open the gap and use his master's ability to escape from heaven.

Countless war examples in history have proved that when a master wanted to escape, he had not been stopped, except for the one who was trapped to death by tens of thousands of Fire Phoenix Army in Shangjing City.

The palm that intersected with He Rentu would cause him severe injuries, and Huo Guang's sword would also cause him damage, but as long as his sword could kill Qin Feng, or take ten thousand steps and force Qin Feng to retreat, he would have a passage to escape.

The moment Wu Jian abandoned the bow, Qin Feng knew what Wu Jian wanted to do. Without any hesitation, he swung the knife and slashed forward. When the knife was raised, the entire dark iron knife had become like a flying fire dragon, swinging halfway. The fire dragon had disappeared without a trace. The iron knife was like a piece of thin paper, constantly shaking in the night. When the knife slashed out two-thirds, the entire iron knife's blade was already integrated with the night color, and the naked eye could not see the blade of the knife.

Wu Jian's sword pierced into the nothingness in front of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng reacted very quickly. If he could not raise his strength to the peak if he swung this sword for a moment, then it would be a big problem to fight against Wu Jian's sword.

The sword and sword lighted, and the silent force spread everywhere. The strong fire burning beside Qin Feng suddenly scattered and flew everywhere. Mars were flying all over the sky, and then shattered in the air.

Qin Feng groaned, and his whole body flew back like a flying harrier, rolling in the air for several times. When he fell down, he knelt on one knee, supported the knife with his hands, staring at Wu Jian brightly. Although he was forced to retreat, he still stood in front of Wu Jian and did not make way out of this path.

Wu Jian's forward pace also stopped. Qin Feng's sword could be said to be earth-shaking for ordinary martial arts practitioners, but to him, it was just ordinary. However, Qin Feng's true energy was very strange. At the moment when the swords and swords intersected, countless true energy suddenly turned into thousands of steel needles, and pricked everywhere. What penetrated through the arrow body actually attacked his dantian origin like a living thing.

He had to stop.

He spewed out blood. Of course, this was because of the sound of a ripping pot coming from He Rentu's waist with the sound of a ripping pot. The floating belt was broken by Huo Guang's knife. The blade passed by, peeling the edge of the clothes on his waist, and the blood sprayed out.

The pause was just a blink of an eye, but Wu Jian had already missed the time to escape.

A person stood in front of Qin Feng. Yinggu, who was covered in black veil, had already blocked his front, and the black belt in his hand drooped softly. "Son-in-law, is it okay?" she asked in a low voice.

"It's okay." Qin Feng stood up slowly, opened his mouth, and finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Qin Feng spewing blood, Yinggu felt relieved and looked up at Wu Jian. The black silk ribbon hanging beside her floated up from the ground and swayed in front of her.

"He Renmao, I'll do it!" she said coldly.

"Okay, I'll be in the battle." He Rentu laughed and took a step back half a step. Huo Guang, who was on the side, also took a few steps back with his knife. Only Luo Yishui stood with his sword and glared at him.

"Luo Yishui, his head is yours." Yinggu said again.

"Okay!" After hearing this, Luo Yishui took a few steps back unwillingly.

Wu Jian was still vomiting blood. The battle he had just fought with He Rentu was because he used almost half of his skills on Qin Feng, hoping to escape, but He Rentu was also a master's cultivation. This time, he suffered a great loss. At this moment, the true energy in his body boiled like boiling water, and it was almost on the verge of being uncontrollable. And he was facing another master now.

His heart was constantly sinking towards the bottom of the abyss. He with the hope of abandoning his army and fled alone. However, he did not know that in the end, he fell into the other party's net.

The black silk ribbon flew towards him silently like a poisonous snake. It seemed slow, but in fact it was a visual illusion that was almost at its peak.

Wu Jian raised his sword and went up to meet him.

As soon as the two of them fought, several people watching had already known the result. At this time, Wu Jian could no longer effectively restrain his internal strength. Every sword stabbed out was earth-shaking. Wherever the sword edge went, even the space seemed to be cut open. On the other hand, Yinggu was dancing with black silk ribbons, but she was like an ordinary dancer dancing for everyone, and she could not see any true energy leaking out.

This is not because Wu Jian is stronger, but because Wu Jian was injured himself, and when he fought with He Rentu just now, he was extremely injured. At this time, he could no longer restrain his true energy and used the power he possessed to attack. The leakage of a large amount of true energy would only accelerate Wu Jian's failure.

But even so, the true energy leaked from Wu Jian at this time made Qin Feng feel a little uncomfortable. He began to retreat, one step, two steps, and several steps.

Everyone's skills are clearly revealed at this moment.

Qin Feng had retreated more than ten steps away, and the iron sword was raised in front of his chest, and the true energy of the blade was flowing, wrapping himself up. Luo Yishui retreated five or six steps, staring at the battlefield with all his concentration. Huo Guang only took two steps back, watching the two fight with relish, while He Rentu still stood there without moving.

The two masters fight each other in life and death, which is a rare opportunity for everyone present.

Most of the incense sticks passed in the blink of an eye. With He Rentu's sigh, the black silk ribbon had broken Wu Jian's long sword, and then flew around Wu Jian like lightning, and actually wrapped Wu Jian like a rice dumpling.

Luo Yishui shouted wildly, flew up, and the long sword in his hand cut through the night sky. The dazzling light flashed in the darkness, and the sword light disappeared. Wu Jianren was still standing in the local area like a nail, but a head had already flown into the air.

The black silk ribbon retracted back into Yinggu's hand like lightning. Luo Yishui fell from the air, but Wu Jian's head was holding in his hand.

In the distance, in the night, it was like a slaughter just now, and another long sigh came.
Chapter completed!