The blood-drinking dragon teeth were the first to bloom in the dark, followed by Suomen’s five silver knives. They were already at the forefront of the team. At this time, they saw the encirclement of the enemy, Suomen’s knife. The guest is like a treasured knife out of the sheath. It pierces the enemy's heart without hesitation. It passes through the center of the team without hesitation. It is as easy as cutting butter with a hot knife. The team of thirty-five people is instantly reduced to twenty-eight. People. And Tang Sect's hidden weapon had just arrived on the battlefield at this time.
Poisonous tribulus, night flower nails, rainstorm pear flower needles, bone nails, deadly sand, locust stones, dense hidden weapons and raindrops landed from the air. The enemies in the heart seemed to have no other way but to flee with their heads. They could not turn their heads. , Because behind is Suomen's sharp knife.
"Kill!" I don't know who in the black team burst into an astonishing roar, revealing unwillingness and despair. Yes, they were ambushed, and they became the cannon fodder in this encounter. But cannon fodder also has the dignity of cannon fodder, even if they go to hell, they have to drag the enemy down together!
The hidden weapon troops are most afraid of close attacks. The leading enemy's eyes are the first to spot the bushes where they are hiding in Tang Meng. "It's there! First kill their hidden weapon guys!" So a group of desperate lunatics turned towards Tang Mengli. They rushed over, letting the night flower nail bloom on them, letting the rainstorm pear needle shoot them full of holes, and even the poisonous tribulus nailed to their feet could not stop them from jumping forward. They wanted to fight, they must Charge!
The Tang Sect masters methodically shook off the hidden weapon at hand, and then took a leisurely pace to retreat to the second line, watching a dozen bloody guys rushing over, they even joked leisurely, "Today's prospect is good, hit The rate is 80%.” The leader in the black team was a guy who made meridian sticks. Unfortunately, his stick did not touch the corners of the hidden weapon army after all, because Shaolin disciples had already been waiting for it. The ground formed, although there were only six people, it was enough to stop this group of remnants and defeated generals. And followed by the Wudang lay disciple's Beidou sword formation, the Beidou sword formation hidden in the heavens, both offensive and defensive, not to rely on brute force and blood to break through. The formations of Shaolin and Wudang are like a thick layer of sponge. Although they are retreating step by step, each step is soaked in the blood of the enemy, and this layer of sponge does not seem to be full. Friends of Suomen Immediately afterwards, they were ready to give this group of trapped beasts the final lore.
In fact, drinking blood did not know that there was another group of people hidden in the black dense forest. They were the real hunters. Masked with a black scarf, black clothes and black robe, only the unstoppable killing intent and cruelty in the eyes are bright red, the color of blood.
"Did you see it clearly?" The speaker was a guy with an invisible face, his voice was dumb, and he seemed a little impatient. "Pay attention to those guys with knives. I will be responsible for haunting them for a while, and you go to the back row. Troops." He actually seemed to be relying on his own strength to block the six sharp blades, including drinking blood. Who is he? What ability does he have
"The Tang Sect people should have exhausted their hidden weapons. It's not a concern now. We can start with them." Someone suggested: "As for the formations of Wudang and Shaolin," "Just leave it to me." Another brazen fellow. , To break the formation alone, it sounds incredible.
"The cannon fodder is almost dead, we are ready to go!" With an order, ten shadows disappeared from the place.
"The battle is surprisingly easy. There are no masters in the door to life." A young man next to Yinxue wiped the blood from his face. Their casualties were negligible, except for a hapless guy who tripped over the corpse. I sprained my foot in a fall, if it is considered a casualty.
"If I were you, I wouldn't put away my knife on the battlefield." Drinking blood said coldly, he always felt that something was wrong. The end of the battle was too simple, not just beyond Feng's guess. It's more than I expected. If such a team caused a big loss to the scout team a few days ago, I'm afraid no one would believe it. No, there is something weird in it.
"Friends of Suomen, can we go back?" A male disciple of Tang Sect stood up and walked in the direction of the golden knife drinking blood. He shook his empty concealed weapon pouch, "Today's consumption is not small. The brethren have been in the rain all night. Let's go back and have a cup of tea together." At the same time, there was also a guy with a hood and a black robe.
The first reaction in the brain of drinking blood is that this is a trap! He has changed from the lurking party to the one being attacked! "Enemy attack! Pay attention to the enemy attack!" Before the words fell, his sword had already appeared in front of the enemy holding the dagger with his man, the dragon teeth were out of the sheath, and the volley was six knives! "Destroying Six Swords" is a famous technique for drinking blood, and it is also the trick that ended the adventure king's Hundred Poison Envoys. Six Swords just writes the word "kill". At the beginning, two swords take people's eyes, followed by one sword. The man’s neck was then pierced with a knife, and the last two knives were pierced into the ribs diagonally. Six knives will be hit, and all gods and Buddhas will be destroyed!
However, the six swords that must be hit seemed to have been cut in the void, and the established target had neither blood splashed seven feet nor corpse on the spot. He was fortunate to stand in place. It was as if the blood-drinking knife passed through the void, as if everyone had been hit by some incalculable illusion. However, in Yin Xue's eyes, this was definitely not an illusion technique. The enemy clearly moved three feet to the rear. What he struck was only the afterimage left in front of him, and after six swords, the enemy quickly moved back to the original place.
"What a quick knife, oh yeah, it scared me to death." It was a very hoarse voice, pretending to be a babbled child, it was really disgusting, and it could really arouse the enemy's anger. It is a pity that drinking blood is not an ordinary enemy. He is Suomen's golden sword. He knows when anger can be transformed into combat effectiveness, and when anger can kill people.
"Your body is fast enough. You are the second one who can dodge my swordsmanship." Yinxue admitted frankly, this is really a very high praise. There was once a person who escaped the six cuts of blood-drinking. , Later he became the master of Suomen, and now some people have escaped the six swords, who is this person? There is such a master in the gate of life!
It's a pity that guy doesn't appreciate it, "Is it? Are there really so few people who have escaped your sword? I don't think it is difficult." This is simply a naked provocation, but it is a pity that the blood-drinking knife and his heart The same steady, Longya screamed angrily, but never waved it.