Chapter 62 Disarming

"Wind Blade."

Everyone looked at his hand at the same time and saw the son of the wind holding a very short but cold dagger in his hand, which looked like a dagger. Ye Wushuang even called out his name.

"Hum!" The son of the wind quietly fell to the ground, and his voice was cold: "I didn't expect a little girl to have such insight." His face is pale and his eyes are full of murder.

"Tut----- That's awesome."

Seeing the thunder's anger, Su Xiaoqi praised with an amazing face and said, "It's really an elf clan. The body is like the wind, unpredictable, and this wind blade. Alas, it's more difficult to catch a brother than to catch a fairy. Although what he said was relaxed and comfortable, he was already impressed and bitter.

If I had known that he would have rushed directly with the dragon, and he would have escaped with a sword.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

There was a series of regrets in his heart, but he also secretly congratulated himself. Fortunately, it didn't expose the night. Just now, at the moment when the son of the wind fell into the trap, he almost broke the hiding place of Lao Ye.

"I am known as the son of the wind." The son of the wind said coldly, "The son of the wind, haha----" He was laughing, but his voice seemed to be crying in everyone's ears, which was creepy and his hair stood upside down.

"Except for a few elders in my family, I have never suffered such a humiliation. You-hey, it's very good." He pointed his sword at Su Xiaoqier and said, "Congratulations, you have finally succeeded in angering me."

Su Xiaoqi and Longlong looked solemnly facing the enemy. Su Xiaoqi waved his hand, and Shen Jianxin quickly hugged Ye Wushuang and ran away.

Brush!

The white shadow is like the wind, and the blue light is like electricity. It is really the wind and lightning, chasing the light and electricity.

Su Xiaoqi and Longlong both felt dazzle, and then took action without hesitation.

Brush!

The situation in the field changed greatly, and the swords rolled up the fallen leaves all over the ground. A white shadow and a green light swirled back and forth between the two.

jingle.

A series of sounds of sword strikes.

Su Xiaoqi and Longlong did their best. They only defended and did not attack with all their strength and covered their sword nets. Ren, the son of the wind, has handed out hundreds of swords to the two people for a moment.

In terms of cultivation, Su Xiaoqi and Longlong are not weaker than Ren Suifeng. The third son of the dragon clan has grown up in the accumulation of natural resources and treasures since childhood. A half-blue sword kills the Buddha. Although Su Xiaoqi is weaker than Longlong, he is innately full of six veins, and after absorbing thousands of years of cultivation of Lingshan's ancestors, he is unparalleled.

Although the elf's body is fast, its attack power is too weak. Even if Ren Suifeng can pierce the light and shadow of the sword, he can't give a fatal blow to the two.

In the field, the wind and sword waves are like waves.

Outside the court, Shen Jianxin and Ye Wushuang stared at each other. Is this a fight? The shadows are like flowers, the blue light shines, the golden light is burning, and the black light is faint. This fight scene seems to be dancing.

Sneer!!!

Su Xiaoqi suddenly opened his mouth and took a breath of cold air, but his body was cut by the wind blade. One is on the left shoulder and one on the right leg.

In the fight, Su Xiaoqi wanted to lead Ren Suifeng to the trap, but he was stabbed in the body too fast.

"Haha--"

The white shadow flew all over the sky, and his laughter came from all directions with the wind.

"Su Xiaoqi, get out of the way."

Longlong shouted: "This guy is not my opponent."

In the fight, the dragon found that although his knife was impenetrable. However, Ren Suifeng rarely moves at himself. In most cases, he is spinning around Su's stingy. Just occasionally give yourself two tricks.

It's just that his figure is too fast to determine when he will stab and where he will stab, so he has been protecting him with all his strength.

At this time, both of them were full of aura and almost covered with air masks. But after all, they are too weak to block each other's wind blade with a protective shield.

Brush!

The golden light was bright, and the dragon stretched out his hand to take out his dragon scale chip, and the spiritual input was blocked by his side.

He only spoke suddenly to attract Ren Suifeng, so that Su Xiaoqi could go to the trap he set up first.

"Hum! It's up to you."

Sure enough, Longlong's words suddenly aroused Ren Suifeng's sneer. The blue light turned out of thousands of shadows and attacked from all directions.

Ding Ding!

A series of sounds are really like thousands of cold arrows fired at the same time.

Su Xiaoqi took advantage of the moment when the other party attacked the dragon with all his strength and came to the third trap.

Although the dragon knife is fierce, it is still strong under the stormy blue light. It's not that his strength is not enough, but that his speed is not enough.

Sneer! A few soft sounds, and blood splashed on the body.

"Hey! You idiot."

Su Xiaoqi was dazzled and didn't see the shadow of Ren Suifeng. He just scolded: "Is that the ability of the elf clan? Don't you look like me? Why are you stabbed with a few swords? I'm not aware of it."

"Is your sword for play? How can you kill people? Is it a toy?" Seeing that the other party did not want to give up Long Er, Su Xiaoqi added a few words one after another.

"You bastard, how can my sword kill you?"

The roar of the wind comes from far to near in an instant.

Su Xiaoqi's two moves and one sword to cut two directions obliquely from the east, and those two directions are not in the direction of rushing with the wind at all. But he still cut out, leaving the other party only the trap in front of him.

After cutting out two swords, Su Xiaoqi waved his sword and cut straight forward.

Although he was very fast, he was still stabbed with a sword in the chest.

However, the other party was also afraid of the sword he stabbed out and finally did not die together.

Brush!

At this time, two big trees suddenly bounced up and made a series of brushing sounds. There is another big net roll on the ground.

"It's not good."

Ren Suifeng shouted secretly and wanted to retreat, but at this time, a knife light rushed behind him.

Ren Suifeng's reaction was really incredible. His feet were almost just a little on the ground. Looking at the situation, it seemed that even if he was stepping on a fallen leaf, it was enough for him to escape.

"Go to hell."

At this time, a shout sounded from the top of his head, and a blue light fell straight from the treetop.

"Ah!"

Ren Suifeng screamed. At this time, if he was rushing up, he could only hit the opponent's sword, but a big net below had wrapped around his ankle.

This is the same trap as before. Ah ah!!! Ren Suifeng was so surprised that they actually set three traps. Unexpectedly, I said it three times in a row.

"I'm not alive. Do I still have a fucking face to live?"

The night was suddenly shocked by the wind. What if I was caught by them? After a while, I still broke the net.

Thinking of this, he fell straight into the net. And it lies directly in the net.

"Don't move."

At this time, there was a sudden shout on the ground, and a sword light flashed from the side of the net from the front of the wind at night. A tree pole was cut down not far away.

"If you dare to move, we will kill you."

Su Xiaoqi said coldly, "I know your sword is very sharp, but at the moment you cut the net, we can kill you three times."

Ren Suifeng was hung in the air four or five meters high. He glanced down at one and saw two swords and one knife in three directions. All three of them looked solemn and ready to take out the knife at any time.

It seems that if they only move a little and even a fart, they will definitely kill themselves.

This is absolutely true.

"Throw down your wind blade." Su Xiaoqi didn't blink her eyes and was ready to cut out with a sword at any time.

Ren Suifeng hesitated and looked very unwilling.

"You can try, is it faster for you to break the net and then fly out of the net, or the sword of the three of us?" Su said stingly, "I count to three. If you don't throw down the wind blade, don't blame us for actually killing you."

"One,

Three."

Pu!

The wind blade landed. Ren Suifeng's scolding continued: "Fuck, bastard, didn't you say count to three, two? Second, you ate it."

"Fuck." Su Xiaoqi picked up the wind blade from the ground and said, "Aren't you fucking two? And throw out everything on your body, storage bags and other weapons.

Seeing that Ren Suifeng was still, the three looked nervous again, thinking that there was something else on this guy.

"Fuck!" Ren Suifeng was so wronged that he wanted to cry. The wind blade was thrown out, and other things had to be thrown away. But it's useless for him to regret it now, and then threw out his storage bag.

"Is there anything else?"

"No, it's really gone."

Su Xiaoqi saw that he turned over all over before he was secretly relieved. Then he picked up his storage bag and couldn't help screaming when he looked inside: "I wipe it, I'm rich."