The two high-speed spinning swords were thrown out by the sword boy, like circular saws cutting through the air. The whistling sound of tearing the atmosphere was like a hurricane passing by, more like the roar of thunder.

In a daze, the monk who broke the precepts saw his own death. The armor on his chest was broken, and the sword blade was deeply embedded in his organs. He died in an instant.

Cizhou knew he was outmatched and had no choice but to outsmart him. The pure yang energy in his body suddenly grew stronger, and his muscles immediately swelled. He was forced to hold up the ground and the tethers at the interface of the armor broke and loosened into different parts.

Immediately afterwards, the monk who broke the precepts let out a long breath, and his body suddenly became thin, like a loach swimming in the mud. He easily escaped from the mountain armor, and even used the "Golden Cicada Escapes Shell" movement technique.

The youngest of the seven dwarfs in Tianshan was shocked and confused when he saw this scene, but the Qingfeng Sword and the Thunder Sword were closely connected with the magnet, and they had already escaped, and there was absolutely no room for them to take them back.

Because of this, the sword boy Fang Jian could only watch helplessly as his all-out killing blow fell into the air in vain.

With a click, "Wind and Thunder Slash" split open the mountain armor as expected. The sharp blade continued to rotate, sweeping up a stream of hot sparks on the armor, and then embedded deeply into it, even penetrating the back armor.

The attack failed, and the youngest of the Seven Shortest Tianshan also took the opportunity to land on the wall of the manor. The magnet in his left hand controlled the five-section sword whip, thinking of using another "Missing Sword" (Aphasia Sword combined with the Sky Sword) to kill the man who lost his armor.

A talented military general.

Unexpectedly, after the golden cicada shed its shell, Ci Zhou revealed his true face, and fell into the eyes of the sword boy Fang Jian. His heart suddenly moved, and he didn't know which heartstring was touched. He actually broke the five-section whip, divided the five swords on the spot, and shot them out at once!

"Secret sword skills, everything inside will be burned!"

Before this move could be made, a biting chill had already penetrated his body. The monk who broke the precepts felt his throat, chest, lower abdomen, and heart numb at the same time. Even without using the power of breaking the cause and effect, he still sensed a fatal danger.

"The stone ball in this person's hand has a very strong magnetic force. It seems to have the power of remote control. It is good at pulling seven sharp swords and forming various secret skills. How about I break this trick and end this person's delusions!"

Ci Zhou put his hand on the skirt and pulled it hard, even throwing out the Shiman Swallowing Belt wrapped around his waist, blocking the view of the youngest of the seven short eldest boys in Tianshan.

As a result, Sword Boy Fang Jian's secret skill lost its accuracy, giving the monk a lot of room to break the move, and even counter the enemy general's special skill on the spot.

"Iron Shirt!"

In the past, Cizhou had mastered this skill and used it to run rampant in Bodhidharma Academy and earn the position of the number one monk. At that time, he was just relying on his innate muscle strength.

Now, in this delusional world, he had the opportunity to turn his strength into Qi, and his body developed a stream of pure Yang Qi. When he used this skill again, the wind suddenly filled his sleeves, the hem of his clothes rustled, and the roar of tigers in the forest could be heard.

"Tiger's Roaring Iron Shirt!" The monk who broke the precepts shouted loudly, and the dark red monk's clothes suddenly arched high, and his whole body swelled twice in size.

The five sharp swords were as powerful as arrows and were inserted into Cizhou's body in no particular order. Except for the one at the throat, he opened his mouth and bit it with the "Eat the Arrow Technique". The other four swords only penetrated the monk's clothes.

Not even one of his hairs was cut off.

Seeing this scene, the youngest of the seven dwarfs in Tianshan couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes. He grasped the yin-yang magnet with both hands and couldn't help but push it forward. It seemed that he wanted to use these two extraordinary stones to defeat the "Seven Swords of Tianshan".

"Recall them all.

Unfortunately, the Qingfeng Sword and the Thunder Sword were deeply embedded in the mountain armor. They shivered for more than a dozen times, as if they were stuck to it and could not get out at all.

Not to mention, the Aphasic Sword, the Sky Sword, the Liangyi Sword, and the Light Splitting Sword were now tightly entangled by the so-called "Tiger Roaring Iron Shirt", and the sharpest "Cosmic Edge" was unable to move.

After a series of attacks, the broken monk finally suppressed all the enemy general's swords, and the power of breaking the cause and effect quietly broke out. Ci Zhou actually saw the death of the sword boy Fang Jian.

"The youngest of the seven shortest men in the Tianshan Mountains was covered in crossbow arrows. He died on the spot, but was killed instantly by the combined efforts of rookies on the battlefield!"

The monk who broke the precepts immediately lowered his head, curled up into a ball, and shouted: "Don't worry about the poor monk! All the crossbows, fire at once!"

The crossbowman in the manor was suddenly at a loss, but the leader of the Lianfenghao immediately reacted. In the past, he would definitely have thought about it, but now he was tempered by a monk and had a heart of stone. He screamed and issued an order.

issued the same command.

Those disciples who were temporarily transferred to crossbowmen and swordsmanship apprentices immediately reacted and moved towards the empty-handed sword boy Fang Jian and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

In an instant, a rain of arrows that was enough to cover up the dim light of the sky fell from the sky again. This time, the youngest of the Seven Shortest Tianshan Mountains felt ice-cold in his heart. He simply crushed the Yin-Yang Magnet with his hands. After all, he no longer had the "Seven Swords of Tianshan Mountain" in his hands.

", unable to organize offensive and defensive sword movements on the spot.

"Puff puff!" After the dense rain of arrows, the sword boy Fang Jian just raised his hands to protect his face. Together with the broken monk, his whole body was covered with eight-minute-long crossbow arrows, like a domestic hedgehog.

The crossbowmen nearby looked at their masterpiece in disbelief. They thought they had shot their savior and the enemy general together. Their faces were half excited and half panicked.

At this time, the youngest of the seven shortest people in Tianshan still had a breath of air. Looking at the monk who was also shot into a porcupine by a crossbow arrow and whose life and death were unknown, even if he was full of resentment and dissatisfaction, he could only sigh.

The monk who broke the precepts relied on the extraordinary protection of the "Tiger Roaring Iron Cloth Shirt" to block the crossbow arrows. However, his blood-colored monk's clothes were shot into holes, like an old beggar who had been begging for many years. I am afraid he will no longer be able to wear them.

Afterwards, Cizhou stood up and looked at Fang Jian, the sword boy who was seriously injured and dying, and said with a smile: "The benefactor is also a famous knight in the world, why would he work with a powerful family? He helps the tyrants and harms the place, so why not go there?

Even if you die, you can still find peace!"

Hearing these sarcastic words, the youngest of the seven shortest men in Tianshan couldn't hold on any longer. He stared wide-eyed, exhaled his last breath, tilted his head, and was scolded to death by the monk who broke the precepts.

Ci Zhou couldn't help but nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to dip the silver spear in a drop of water, picked up the remains of the sword boy Fang Jian, and showed the results of the battle to the Han family army outside the manor.

They had already suffered heavy casualties, but now they had lost their leading general, the commanders at all levels of the Han family's army, the team commanders, the captains and others, knowing that the situation was over and that their side had no chance of winning, they quickly collected Paoze's body and drove away desperately.

When will the next attack be? The Han family army, whose vitality is severely damaged, may not have a chance. After all, the struggle between the major forces in Jincheng will involve more of their energy, and they will not be able to spare much effort to keep an eye on it.

The remnants of the Lianfeng.

The broken monk watched the Han family army leave in embarrassment, then looked down at the crossbow arrows on his body. Not even the specially made monk clothes could block it. It was only thanks to the tiger's roaring iron cloth shirt that he couldn't help but sigh.

"The power of the ordnance is too strong, and the karma is exhausted because of this! The Lianfeng is well-equipped, and I think it has the power to protect itself. It can maintain a detached and self-reliant posture when troubled times come. The poor monk is too deeply involved, and in order to prevent the karma from being entangled too much,

Duo, I have to say goodbye!"

Li Buhui, who had a hundred-jin sword, was just happy. Unexpectedly, the master took action and killed the youngest of the seven dwarfs in Tianshan. He also picked up a boy with a gun and a sword, frightening the Han family army and retreating voluntarily. He was about to take action with all his strength to keep the monk who broke the precepts.
Chapter completed!