Chapter 113 The Shock of Liu's Nose

"Is the count crazy? He only cared about his former castle and transferred all our elite soldiers out.

Liu Da's nose thought of the group of left-behind teenagers in the village who had not been trained to fight, and he was worried: "Isn't this an open door, strip of his clothes, and let people be robbed?"

"Alas, what kind of orders are there? Fortunately, I taught my family to stay at her fourth aunt's house for a while before I went out..."

"Bang--

After a crack, Liu Da's nose saw that the owner's huge body suddenly flew up like a bird, and then fell to the ground like a stone, rolled a few times, and never moved again!

Then, Liu Da saw the second bird on his nose and shot out of the miscellaneous wood next to him!

"Oh..."

This time, the sound lasted for a long time, and suddenly appeared in front of the team... No... it was eight strands of white smoke! The bodies of eight daily companions suddenly became smaller and fell to the ground one after another. But the whole person is still in the final struggle!

In the white smoke, the figure shook.

"Bang! ! Bang! "Oh!"

This is the sound of fisting...

" Zheng... Zheng! Zheng! Zheng...Ding——"

Then came the sound of sword collision...

His owner shouted loudly and finally showed his long figure from the white smoke. His unique nine-cursed silver dragon sword waved in front of him! His bald head shone brightly in the sun, and when he looked carefully - it turned out that in this short moment, the owner's head was covered with sweat.

The owner of the village is known as the eight-armed iron arhat! It's about this eight-level sensitive warrior, with a nine-qu silver dragon sword in one hand, as if eight hands were outing swords at the same time. Liu Da's nose once saw with his own eyes that the owner of the village cut a pear thrown by someone else into 32 pieces with a sword! I also saw the owner of the village kick under a big tree and then pierced a small hole in all the 149 fallen leaves!

The person who attacked the owner of the village was hidden behind, and Liu Da's nose could not be seen at all. Only the bead-like sound of the two people's long swords. Every time a touch of golden red flies, the owner of the village will be in a hurry - the speed of this man's sword is faster than the eight-armed iron arhat of the owner of the big village!

The sword light in the sky suddenly converge, and the sleeves of the owner's arms burst open, revealing a delicate art-like muscle like a wire twisted on his arm.

"Ha!"

The owner of the village worked hard to get his sword! He shot the other party back one step, revealing the man's two calves.

Then Liu Da's nose finally saw the face of the owner of the village - a strange face, which suddenly turned red, and then suddenly turned white. His eyes wide open, his pupils narrowed, and his face was full of panic. The master of the village forced his opponent to repel, and this turn turned away and was actually running away!

One step!

Two steps!

The owner of Dazhai ran two steps, and Liu's nose saw that his face turned red again, and then pale, and changed for the second time.

Step 3!

The owner of the village crossed more than eight feet, and his face suddenly turned red again.

"Puff!"

The red suddenly jumped out - two traces of blood suddenly appeared in the eyes and nostrils of the big village owner, and his eyes condensed!

“Puff——”

Then the chest highlights a touch of yellow like a sunset glow, red like a withered rose--

Snow Bright——

Blood bright——

Jin Liang——

The sword light is so bright that I can't help narrowing my eyes!

The chaotic footsteps are running! The screams of companions are roaring!

... When Liu's nose opened his eyes again, he saw the bloody golden tip of the sword in front of his huge nose.

This is not because Su Minghai looked at Liu's nose and left such a living mouth. Really, this big nose was happy to transfer his family today and foolishly stared at the battle situation in front of him. As a result, he was a little confused. When Su Minghai was swept down, he was still there.

"What should I say that I need to teach you?"

Su Minghai is still so kind, with a pure and refreshing smile, with a trace of embarrassment, as if it were the shyness of the water lotus at that moment.

The huge top of Liu's nose and mouth, but a piece of greasy sweat came out - at this moment, in addition to this big nose, he still had a fear reaction, and other places were as shocked and numb after half a day. However, when people come to such extreme fear, their thinking about certain things is clearer, and they immediately talk endlessly *explain:

"Big...Your Excellency..., I... We are... the people and horses of the Northeast Wheat Temple of the former Cangbao, with a total of 157 people. This time, we got the count... No... Liu Mingtong ordered to gather in the former Cangbao..." In addition to the beginning, he had some pimples. Later, he actually spoke fluently. At this time, he saw Su Ming Hai frowned slightly. Immediately, if there was divine help, he knew what the teenager in front of him was thinking, and then said:

"Our Mai Temple is 210 miles northeast of the former Cangbao, which is a big force in the northernmost part of Cangshan Mountain. There are a total of 160 men. This time, except for a few people who are sick and go out, all of them have come. The surrounding area is farther than us, only the two small forces, Pang Huzhai and Yugoubao. There are 53 people in Panghu Village and 66 people in Yugoubao. This time, they should basically come... Your Excellency, these three groups of us should be almost the last batches gathered in Cangbao this time.

Su Minghai saw that this guy was explaining cheerfully, so he slowly put away his short sword and said softly. Liu's nose was encouraged, and he spoke faster and faster:

"Just now... the lord wiped out the 85 people in our back team... er... eighty-four..."

This is Liu Da's nose remembering that he was still alive and quickly changed his words. Seeing that Su Minghai did not say anything, he continued to add:

"The first one who died just now was our second-zhai owner... The one who dared to stubbornly resist the adult... was the big village owner. His name is Sang Hefeng, an eight-level sensitive warrior... He is known as the eight-armed iron arhat, and his sword is very fast, claiming that we are the first to hold the Cangshan fast sword."

The more this guy speaks, the more slippery he is. When he comes here, he can figure out Su Minghai's thoughts. I was afraid that people would resent the resistance of the big village owner, saying that the first fast sword was to react quickly. In this way, Sang Hefeng can draw his sword and fight against each other, which is not that Su Minghai's martial arts skills are not strong.

Su Minghai curled his lips and said to himself, "What's the first fast sword? Compared with Guan Bihe, who was sick at the eighth level, it is still much worse in the lightness and speed of swordsmanship." Finally, he began to talk about the big nose and urged:

"Well, I know. Tell me where the other people are going first!"

Liu's nose was shocked, but he was stunned by his smooth speech and stammered:

"Also... still... there are 72... taken by... by three... village owners, in front of... six... seven miles in front..."