Chapter 105 Fate is plotted
After recovering the red gun, he coldly watched the enemy kill his extended offensive.
No one estimated that his gun would be shot from that angle.
This is the famous "gun-free situation" of "wearing a speechless sword". From a gun to a gunless, people can't catch the next change of the terrible red gun at all.
The four swordsmen were stunned, but at this time, there was no return. The four swords came to Yang Jing from four different angles.
Four water thorns also increased in speed.
At one time, several tens of thousands of troops went up and down from the middle side to the wind.
The last row of four square Tianhua halberd is divided into two groups, rushing out from the two sides.
It depends on the situation to rush to Yang Jing's rear. The goal is not to cut off Yang Jing's back road and make a siege situation, or to attack Yang Qi, who stands in the rear.
Since the war, it has only been a few blinks, but it has been like the tragedy of thousands of troops and horses.
Yang Jing's heart, controlled by Su Qianyang, was quiet and was not moved by the fierce enemy at all. The world seemed to be silent, and time seemed to slow down, as fast as the sword and thorns of the wind fell into his eyes, so slow that he could see the trajectory, changes and intentions of the enemy soldiers clearly.
Yang Qi, who was in the rear, condensed Yang Jing's upright figure behind the gun in one hand, and completely forgot the halberd hand and the rumble of horseshoe that came to her from both wings.
However, Yang Jing had already noticed it, and suddenly the scream of the second red gun immediately remembered, and the sound of falling back and crashing sounded without interruption.
It was not good to see Su Qianyang, who controlled Yang Jing more and more. If he was alone, even if the other party was a thousand troops, he would not be afraid. However, he thought that Yang Jing's sister Yang Qi would not do anything martial arts, so in a hurry, Su Qianyang picked up the petite Yang Qi, and Yang Qi also curled up. In order not to affect Yang Jing's agility of action, in the shadow of the sword, she closed her eyes and only felt that Yang Jing's strips were advancing and retreating, sweeping high and low. There was no precursors of any change in each action, which taught people to be elusive. Especially amazingly, Yang Jing's internal strength was like a Yangtze River, endless, endless, and there was no sign of failure.
The sound of the collision of the surrounding blades suddenly intensified.
Yang Jing roared and crashed into the enemy's powerful place. After killing seven people in a row, he slid away against the wall and suddenly went six or seven feet.
Following a 'bang', he broke through the wall and rose up, like a bat against the tile surface, flew up to the roof, bounced bit by little, and swept away to the weaker enemy in the distance.
Yang Qi's pretty face was cold. It turned out that a few drops of blood fell on her face and sighed in her heart. If it hadn't been for her, her shoulder would not have been hurt by the enemy.
Yang Jingxun accelerated again, and the spear spread to the limit. Under the blood of the four enemies blocking the way, they finally broke out of the siege.
Yang Jing showed his skills to the extreme and ran to the suburbs. The route he escaped was tortuous. If someone followed him, even though he was a master of the same level, he would lose the opportunity to dump him.
Half moth * husband, Yang Jing has moved away from the dark street and came to the woods. At this time, among the trees by the roadside, there is a hidden star in an abandoned land temple.
Yang Jing hugged her and jumped in.
When he came to the temple, Yang Jing was about to release Yang Qi.
Yang Qi actually put her arms around his waist.
Yang Jing was stunned and looked down at Yang Qi.
Yang Qi also looked at him, with a strange look in her eyes, which seemed to be sad, helpless and regretful.
Yang Jing was about to think about the meaning behind this strange look. Yang Qi's delicate cherry showed a bitter smile. Yang Jing suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and a sharp, palm-like dagger penetrated through her stomach and went straight to the handle.
At this time, Su Qianyang, who was attached to Yang Jing, let out a shocking roar. He fell on the grass and looked at Yang Qi in disbelief.
I saw her take the skin. This person was Yang Qi. Su Qianyang angrily glared at the iron spear in her hand and pointed to the woman posing as Yang Qi. A feeling of paralysis spread from the Dantian of her lower abdomen, which made him know that the dagger was highly poisonous.
Su Qianyang was shocked and immediately occupied Yang Jing's body and slid back to break through the earth wall and break through the wind.
"Where are you going!" Fang Ye came with dozens of killers...
Su Qianyang knows that today's defeat must be
The spear is back.
The murderous atmosphere is completely eliminated.
However, except for his pale face and the shiny handle of the dagger protruding from his lower abdomen, Yang Jing did not look like a seriously injured person.
At this time, Su Qianyang's soul power was weak and the real Yang Jing shouted: "Where's my sister?"
"Hmm, it's already dead! Go to hell and meet her!" After saying that, the woman's sword was stabbed. Yang Jing was shocked by that sentence at this time and did not dodge for a moment!