A muffled thunder exploded in his ears, and the heat wave seemed to have lifted his cheeks in the blink of an eye, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood upside down for a while, and the whole person stiffly grabbed the figure of Chao Gu Shen rushing towards him.
Swinging his arm to block, a small round and shiny steel ball slammed into his forearm with a string of sparks When the metal crunch and the force came at the same time, Yan Yan involuntarily retreated and collided with the rushing flaming horse again.
A mouthful of blood erupted uncontrollably from his mouth, and the bright red color seemed to arouse the ferocity of the flaming horse, and the horn on the top of his head shone hard at the neck.
Yan Hui's waist twisted so hard that the stroke hit his shoulder, and he didn't dare to release the water anymore, and he kicked the flaming horse away with a single kick.
The whole person slid out of the ground before stopping This brief confrontation ended in danger, and the flame horse that was kicked away stood vigilantly by the pit to protect Gu Shen, while Yan Hui focused all his attention on the figure standing on the side This is a young man who is not very handsome but has a little evil smile, wearing a blue coat similar to the zombie under Jin Xu's hands, but he has a bright yellow coat outside.
The most peculiar thing was that the boy wore a melon-skin hat on his head, and from behind the brim of the hat hung a large braid that reached to his waist Yan Hui's brows were tightened, could it be that this person is the ninth master of the Hanging Mirror Division, looked down at the forearm armor that had been punched with a trace of dentation, and then looked at the firearm in the young man's hand, he had seen a lot of guns, but he really saw those who used firearms, and it was really rare to see this kind of backward firearms, it was obvious that no matter what world he was in, he would not be treated well.
"Your Excellency is the Ninth Division," the silk thread in Yan Hui's hand slowly spread to the young man on the ground, but his mouth was knowingly attracting his attention.
It's just that he miscalculated one thing, that is, the boy didn't answer at all, and he raised the fire and shot it again.
Yan Hui was furious, and more than a dozen silk threads were entangled together to form a whip, and slammed on the steel ball, and the huge force followed the whip, making his fingers tremble lightly.
A puff of sparks collided in the air, and after the fire, the boy completely ignored the act, and ran directly towards the big pit I have to say that this move made Gu Shen startled, this practice of exposing his back to the enemy in battle is really strange, in other words, this thing is really the ninth master will not be so simple There is no common sense Although Yan Hui also wondered, where would he let go of this kind of opportunity, the silk thread in his hand was like a net towards the young man, as long as one of them was stained with his body, then Yan Hui would win.
But unexpectedly, two sword lights suddenly fell from the sky and violently disrupted all the silk threads, causing Yan Hui to return again in vain.
And the young man who had successfully reached Gu Shen's side suddenly pulled out a dagger from his boot and lightly swiped it at the silk thread wrapped around Gu Shen's body, but the silk thread that could resist the sword was easily cut "Hey, this is a divine soldier, so sharp" Gu Shen stood up from the pit with a carp and pointed to the baby Bei Bei on the edge of the pit.
The boy comprehended the approach.
At this time, Gu Shen looked at the two middle-aged people who were standing in front of Yan Hui and felt confused for a while, and then looked at the young man who was cutting the thread on the side, who was the ninth master "Who of you dare to take care of the affairs of the Pure Land" Yan Yan stared at the two middle-aged people in front of him with a complicated expression, whether it was the young man who suddenly appeared or these two middle-aged people, in his opinion, their cultivation was not high, but they appeared too abruptly, as if they were generated out of thin air.
Could it be that this ninth master still has the ability to clone The two middle-aged men were silent, each holding a long sword, standing quietly in front of them like two statues, ignoring any questions from Yan Yan.
Yan Hui's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he thought of a possibility, and suddenly looked around, but saw that one figure after another really appeared out of thin air, and in a blink of an eye, there were dozens of them These figures are all dressed in different ways, including peddlers, pawns, officials, merchants, and even chefs with kitchen knives in their hands At this moment, even Gu Shen understood that these characters must be the soul treasures of the Ninth Master "Hey, hey, there's no such thing in this world that the Hanging Mirror Division doesn't dare to take care of."
The playful sound resounded in the crowd, and the owner of the voice seemed to be constantly moving his position, so that Yan Hui couldn't hear where the deity was.
Yan Yan is not flustered, just like a Poke Ball, this kind of situation with multiple soul treasures is not unseen, although it is a little difficult but it may not be really invincible.
The key is to find the deity Yan Hui has been traveling outside all the year round, and he has also come from the killing step by step, and almost instantly thought of a way, only to see his fingers shrink and pull the Wei brothers who have not had time to cut the silk thread.
This movement was like pouring a large barrel of gasoline in the midst of the flames, and the whole scene exploded in an instant, and dozens of thugs of various professions rushed forward with weapons in their hands.
Yan Yan snorted coldly and wrapped the silk thread around the necks of the two of them, "If you dare to make a move, I will strangle them immediately" Then with a bang, Yan Hui's eyes were bruised, and these rough men didn't care about the Wei brothers at all, and a group of people stomped on Yan Hui like ruffians and hooligans "Chen Qi, you bastard, you really don't take our brother's life seriously."
The silk thread on his neck tightened suddenly, and Wei Yu felt that the threat of death was in front of him, and he couldn't help but curse angrily.
"Ah, I want your lives," Yan Yan suddenly burst out of the crowd and flew towards a lush tree in the distance.
Although he was beaten up for carelessness just now, he also felt Wei Yu's movements through the silk thread, and this place he was looking at "Now I know why your brother can only hang out in the tenth position, bad things will happen at this critical moment" It was still the same playful voice, only this time his voice was clearer from the swaying canopy.
Yan Yan waved his palm in the air, and the palm force separated the lush branches and leaves to reveal the figure sitting inside, and his heart sank for no reason This is a dissolute young man, who is not a few years older than Gu Shen, but the folded cloth and elbow-reaching sleeves all show that he is an unruly person.
He sat on the trunk of a tree with his legs spread apart, and there was a set of flasks and glasses beside him, and a little mellow fragrance came from the glasses.
Even though the silk thread of Yan Yan had reached his eyes, he still drank the wine in the wine glass first This confident appearance could not help but be obscure or unvigilant, but until the silk thread was tightly wrapped around the young man's body, he still did not see any movement.
"You" didn't come out of the way, because just as his vigilance was lowered with the silk thread, a long sword had pierced his heart from behind. t1706231537: