Chapter 20 Despicable Yiren

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"Mr. Soeger is really not going to let me go of Angles." Angles. *'S face flashed with a ferocious color, and Angles gritted his teeth and looked at the Swordsman. The swordsman still turned their backs to Angles. *, the sound as plain as ice floats to all corners of the yard like a pile of fallen leaves with the summer wind; "Hua and Yi, there is only a confrontation between life and death." The sword clan bit the last word very hard, just like all the emotions suddenly gathered on this sentence, more like the sudden eruption of an endless volcano. As soon as the word "decisive" was finished, it quickly like a tiger going down the mountain, towards Angress. * Pounced over.

Angles, supporting his body with a magic scepter, the bright shield, which was originally milky and shiny, seemed a little dim at this time. In the summer wind, the light shield swayed and seemed to be broken at any time. Angles looked at the Soege swordsmen who rushed in front of him like a tiger and seemed helpless. Without the two layers of bright shield magicians, he was ready to carry it with these so-called martial arts masters of the Chinese people.

100 arms, fifty arms, thirty arms, ten arms. Angles could only watch the swordsmen rush over. The swaying Light Shield can't stop the eight-layer master of the sword clan.

At a distance of 100 arms, the swordsman rushed to the front of Angles in one breath. Just as the swords were about to slap Anglis, a small figure flashed at the door of the yard, wearing black chain armor, with a black headscarf, and silk blonde hair leaked out of the black headscarf.

It was a moment with a little girl in her left hand, and a cold flashing dagger was on the top of the moment's pink neck.

Just when the sword clan was only a few arms away from Angeles, the sword clan felt that there were two more people behind them. One was the Yi assassin, and the other was an instant. The sword clan suddenly stopped, and his palms were close to the front and immediately changed their claws. One turned his body to hold Angles and said coldly, "Who are you?"

The Yi assassin strangled the dagger in his hand and shouted harshly, "Let go of the magician Angles, or the little girl will die here today."

Despicable, the swordsman cursed in his heart, but where is the boy who picks flowers? Didn't he protect the moment? The swordsman quietly grabbed Angeles, moved forward without showing a trace, ready to shoot at any time, and slapped the Yi assassin to death.

The Yi assassin was sharp-eyed: "Mr. Soege, I advise you to work less. If you think you can beat my dagger, you can move on." As soon as the Yi assassin's words fell, the dagger in his hand did not hesitate to reach Shun'er's neck, which was a blood mark. Unfortunately, Shun'er seemed to be in something in the medicine and had never woken up.

"If you let people go, I will let people go." The swordsman stopped and also held Angris to stand in the broken wall.

"Thank you, Mr. Soeger, but I want to ask you a question before releasing someone. Can Mr. Soeger swear to the God of Light that he will never hide anything?

"Yes, can you ask?" The swordsman is extremely casual on this issue.

Have you ever seen Andus? Buick. Hearing this question, there was also a trace of light in Angles' eyes, which was really exciting for him.

"Can you introduce it?" The swordsman casually said a joke. If the situation is directly denied, it will inevitably make these two despicable people suspicious. It's better to ask a rhetorical question.

The Yi assassin did not doubt at all and nodded: "Andus. Buick, the four-layer dark magician in the wingless realm of the * family, went on a secret mission a few days ago and disappeared outside Ike City without even finding a body. There is only one possibility that the body has been absorbed. Mr. Soge, can you explain?"

The swordsman just shook his head slightly: "It's a pity, there's nothing I can do."

"I didn't expect that Mr. Soege, a famous Chinese swordsman, would also lie." The Yi assassin took out a magic bottle from his arms. He didn't know what was in it, but the internal force of the sword clan had already sensed that it was a fragment, a piece of soul chasing jade. The Yi assassin sneered and became angry: "Mr. Soege, I remember that you swore to the god of light."

The swordsman looked at the Yi assassin casually. A sneer crossed the corners of his mouth: "My Chinese." As soon as the swordsman finished speaking, he quickly kicked Angles with his left foot and kicked the Yi magician directly away. He quickly rushed to the Yi assassin.

When the Yi assassin saw the flying sword clan, he hurriedly raised the dagger and prepared to stab the heart of Shun'er. As soon as the dagger arrived in the air, a murderous atmosphere gushed out behind him. The smell of blood was extremely strong. How could the Yi assassin dare to hold it big? He grabbed the moment and threw it to the sword clan. At the same time, his body quickly rushed to the sword clan and saw the speed. Several times faster than the swordsman.

The swordsman who flew into the air looked at the moment when it was thrown over and hugged it. Just as the swordsman took over, a figure held a dagger and scratched the swordsman's arm at a meteor-like speed. The Yi assassin fell to the ground in an instant, picked up Angeles and flashed, and disappeared.

With a plop, a man grabbed a broken gua stab and fell at the door of the yard. Seeing the man's appearance, it was Dugu picking flowers. The sword clan couldn't care about the wound on his left arm and hugged Dugu picking flowers with his right hand. At this time, Dugu Caihua Zhou could not see the wound on his body. The sword clan held the moment with one hand, grabbed Dugu picking flowers with the other hand, found a room in the yard casually, and put the two people in **. It was okay to breathe evenly, but it was troublesome for Dugu to pick flowers. A very thin wound appeared on the heart of Dugu Caihua, and the wound was so thin that it didn't even flow out much blood.

At this time, a sharp pain came from his left arm, and the swordsman looked at his pain. A green ** was gradually corroding the wound on his left arm. A cone-like pain came from the place corroded by **. All the places corroded by green ** turned into fragments, and there was no chaos on themselves. The clothes are still the meat on his left arm. It seems that the poison of the Yi assassin is not very strong. After a little thought, the swordsman made up his mind. The swordsman quickly carried up the cold ice in his body and attached it to the wound with all his strength. The cold true air ran the blood of his left arm to the lowest point. Soon the swordsman's right arm was covered with a layer of frost.

The swordsman who couldn't care about many found a dagger from the waist of Dugu Caihua. They pushed the dagger out of the scabbard with their fingers, bit the scabbard in their mouth, took the dagger in their hands, and stabbed them in their left arm. Feeling the pain in their arms, the swordsman hummed, and the left knife and right knife to the corroded green meat. , dug it out. Under the influence of Hanbing Zhenqi, there is not much blood in the left arm. The swordsman casually tore off a mosquito net and wrapped it on the wound. After doing this, the swordsman turned their eyes again to Dugu Caihua, hurriedly grabbed Dugu Caihua's left hand and looked at the pulse. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. In addition to his nervousness, he had another comfort in his heart. The internal force slowly entered from the right hand of the sword clan to Dugu Caihua's left hand. Fortunately, the meridians of Dugu Caihua hardly received any He injury, only a long opening near the heart is really only a few hairs away from the heart. With the distance of these hairs, the sword clan is confident that picking flowers alone will definitely be saved.

may consume your internal strength, but for the sake of Dugu Caihua, the sword clan has to save the friend in front of them anyway.

The internal force, the continuous internal force, constantly entered from the left hand of Dugu Caihua, and the pure internal force constantly wrapped the wound and rotated around the wound. However, this time the sword clan really did not dare to use the cold ice true air, because it would make the heart not know when to stop, and there was no With the most powerful flame true qi, the flame true qi may not know when the heart will receive too hot damage. Instead, the two are used together. The two internal forces that have been neutralize continue to repair the wound close to the heart under the clever use of the sword clan.

Time passed in silence, the east gradually turned white, the light of demon fire shone through the window, and the sword clan lay tiredly at the foot of the bed.