Fighting the Supreme Realm

When Long Yi tugged at the corner of his clothes, Xiao Yan looked at Long Yi in confusion, then followed Long Yi's fingers pointing left and right, and his expression suddenly darkened.

On both sides of the road, heavy footsteps splashed yellow sand flying, and a fierce momentum roared towards the face.

"There are people on both sides. This time it is finally fair for me." Jing Wuchen sighed, stepped forward and bent his legs, kicked up countless cracks in the ground, and threw himself to the left.

Xiao Yan almost yelled at Jing Wuchen for being such a bastard and inhumane. Because there were only three people on the side where Jing Wuchen rushed, but there were seven people on the side left for Xiao Yan and Long Yi, who were coming to kill them fiercely.

Seeing that Jing Wuchen had melted into the billowing dust and smoke, he raised his head and glanced at the faint blood covering the earth. After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Xiao Yan felt a raging fighting spirit in his chest.

Fighting energy was circulating in his body. Xiao Yan stepped forward with a vigorous step and struck forward with a single fist, making a harsh sound as it rubbed against the air, displaying an indomitable momentum.

With a loud "boom", Xiao Yan's heavy fist hit the shield held by the opponent at the front, and invisible air waves swept around.

As soon as he hit the ground, Xiao Yan immediately activated his fighting energy, and the vibrations in his arms were transmitted to the contact surface between the fist and the shield. There was only a "crackling" sound of bones behind the shield, and the shield fell to the ground, revealing a horrified face. Desperate face.

Xiao Yan didn't care how frightened the other person was. The fighting energy in his body exploded, and he moved faster and fiercer, running straight into the man's arms. Xiao Yan's body has been tempered by the three heavenly fires. He has the blood of the demon clan and absorbed the spiritual seal. He has also been soaked in the marrow repair liquid. It has long been as strong as fine steel. How can an ordinary four-star peak Dou Emperor withstand it? Because of his collision? The man was immediately severely injured, his joints cracked and cracked, his internal organs were turbulent, and he couldn't even raise his fighting spirit.

Xiao Yan pressed his feet against the man's body, using it as a "human shield" to clear the way for him and Long Yi.

With this "human shield", the swords wielded by the six opponents and their well-coordinated positions were ineffective. The six people even hesitated whether the falling swords would hit their teammates.

However, how can there be any room for hesitation on the battlefield? In just a blink of an eye, Xiao Yan was already in front of an opponent holding a broadaxe.

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yan threw the nearly crippled "human shield" down the valley. Xiao Yan kicked the man holding the axe on the chin, causing him to turn on his back, and then hit his open door with a heavy punch. The direct blast on his chest caused his body to shake, and he kept retreating towards the roadside.

Unfortunately, there was no road underfoot, and two bloody fireworks exploded in succession across the valley.

“The terrain here is so useful!”

Xiao Yan sighed, but without stopping at all, he just flipped in the air, and his right leg seemed to turn into a heavy ruler in the air, and he swept towards a bearded man.

The bearded man immediately felt the overwhelming pressure on his head, his whole scalp was numb, and he instinctively waved his mace to face the shadow sweeping from the air.

The thick barbs on the mace's body shone with a faint blue light in the moonlight, and were obviously coated with poison.

Seeing that Xiao Yan's leg was about to be ripped open by the sweeping attack, at this moment, a long spear made of fighting spirit was mounted on a mace out of thin air, allowing Xiao Yan's leg to hit the spear. The timing was exquisite and amazing. .

Xiao Yan smiled, and the force that penetrated one leg hit the mace through the gun body, penetrated the bearded body, and exploded on the loess.

Big Beard never figured it out until his death, how did that spear appear in such timely manner?

"Well done, Long Yi." Xiao Yan gave a thumbs up to Long Yi who gathered his fighting spirit spear in time and then spread out the power grid to block the remaining four people.

Hearing Xiao Yan's praise, Long Yi smiled shyly and let out a low roar in his throat. The invisible power of the dragon spread out, overwhelming the hearts of the other four people, and even the fighting spirit they just raised almost collapsed.

With one arm like a spear, Long Yi took the opportunity to hold up a spear flower and stabbed one of them in the abdomen.

In just a few seconds, four of the seven people were eliminated by Xiao Yan and Long Yi. Chills ran straight down the spines in the hearts of the remaining three people. The three of them looked at each other, with feelings towards Xiao Yan and Long Yi. Deeply fearful, he turned around and retreated faster than when he came.

"You want to run away if you can't beat me? How can there be such a good thing?"

Long Yi's vindictive spear flicked, and the slowest runner, Gray Hood, was thrown into the battle circle. Then, two more vindictive spears condensed out of thin air and stabbed the other two who were escaping.

Huitou turned around and swung his sword to block the fatal shot from behind, but found that Long Yi was already in front of him. His despair turned into determination, and he completely gave up the idea of ​​​​escape. The sword could only attack but not defend, and wanted to fight Long Yi. Fight for your life.

Seeing that Xiao Yan's figure had already caught up with the other two people who were stagnant because they were avoiding the spear, Long Yi smiled coldly, opened his stance, stepped forward, and danced the lightning-flashing spear so airtight that it was within the distance of the spear. The superiority pressed against Hui Tou's sword, and every attack brought out a bunch of blood. In just a few breaths, Hui Tou was already scarred.

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, Hui Tou looked angrily at this guy who looked like a complete brat, but actually suppressed him tightly, and seemed to have made some decision while struggling with his brows.

Wiping the cracked blood at the corners of his eyes, Huitou took a deep breath and closed his eyes in front of Long Yi's spear, which was as tricky as a poisonous dragon.

not good! Long Yi's heart trembled. This gray-headed man was definitely not a coward who closed his eyes and waited for death. So, there was only one explanation for him doing this. He must be preparing to use a special trick to defeat the enemy. Even if the enemy died, he would die himself. Trick!

The sense of crisis of life and death hit his heart. Long Yi swung his shoulders, stepped on his feet, and stepped back quickly.

Long Yi's premonition was correct. Just when Long Yi's figure suddenly moved, Huitou held the knife with both hands and struck Long Yi in the air.

It was a very simple action, and Hui Tou did it without even thinking that it was impossible for the sword to hit Long Yi when they were so far apart.

The knife fell silently, the gray-headed body suddenly shook and then stiffened, his eyes turned gray, and his life had been cut off.

Gone? Is this a trick for the gray head to stay at the bottom of the pack?

But Long Yi never even raised such doubts. How could a knife that could be activated with all its vitality be so simple? Long Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, the blood in his body boiled, the thunder and lightning energy stirred in his meridians, and suddenly retreated at twice the speed before.

The foot was already on the edge of the valley cliff, and it seemed that there was no way to retreat. However, Long Yi's expression did not change, he tiptoed quickly, and flew back into the void of the valley. Then his body turned and he was caught in the astonished eyes of many people who had not yet reacted on the way up and down the road. , the body miraculously flashed sideways and fell back to the road again.

At this time, on the edge of the cliff, an afterimage appeared like a gust of wind at the spot where Long Yi had just landed, holding the knife in the same posture as the dead gray head.

The afterimage raised the sword with both hands and slashed towards the void. The light of the sword struck out a sword light that was dozens of meters long, and the sharp sound of a diamond cutting through the glass erupted in the air. The brightness of the sword light even overshadowed the red of the blood moon for an instant, and the dazzling silvery white was that moment. The only color.

"I almost capsized in the gutter! It seems that those who dare to enter the bloody cave are not good people." Long Yi stood aside and looked at the sharp sword light, patted his chest, and stuck out his tongue, He seemed a little scared.

Although Huitou's stunt is indeed impressive, if Long Yi had held a thunder spear just now, instead of a vindictive spear that was unable to block powerfully, and had gone all out, Long Yi would not have been injured even if he was caught head-on. And every cent.

"It seems that no matter whether you face ants or elephants in the future, you can't be so careless." Long Yi thought while looking at the battle situation on Xiao Yan's side.

The battle between Xiao Yan and the other two people was now coming to an end.

With the addition of body fighting skills, Xiao Yan's figure has turned into a shadow without using his bone wings, and he can fully display the close combat skills that he has not practiced for a long time.

After coming to the Dou Di Continent, he seldom fought with his hands. Now this feeling is so good. Xiao Yan felt waves of pleasure. Xiao Yan was better than strolling around in the two people's attacks as fast as the wind. His fists, five fingers, and hands Elbows, knees, toes, and even the back of the head all fell on them through the gaps between the two attacks with extreme precision, making a dull sound like a drum.

The two people were extremely depressed and frightened at this time, because although there were no obvious scars on their bodies, their internal organs had been fatally shocked.

What made them even more desperate was that this opponent was so fast that the shadows they saw were all in a series, so fast that the strings of shadows were discontinuous, so fast that every time they slashed, they hit the target. All are shadows. Is this still a fucking human? Facing such an opponent, they really have the urge to wipe their necks with a knife.

"It's time to finish."

Following You Leng Bing Han's words, Xiao Yan dodged to the head of one of them, closed his fists, and smashed his head.

The man was shocked, and forcefully retracted the half-swung golden sword. He squatted down, shrank his head, and hurriedly raised the golden sword above his head, hoping that he would be able to catch Xiao Yan's thunderous punch like before.

There was no imaginary clang of fists and golden swords clashing. In the astonished eyes of the other person, Xiao Yan's fist had already hit the man's head before the golden sword was raised.

"Poof!" Blood spattered from the open wound on his head, and the man bent down like a dead weed.

Seeing this scene, the only remaining person had his liver and gallbladder broken, and the hand holding the knife was shaking violently. The silver knife in his hand seemed to be extremely heavy, and he could not lift it no matter what.

"Suicide or should I do it?" Xiao Yan flicked his arm and threw a sonic explosion in the air.

"Cut your sister!"

This last person was inspired by Xiao Yan's plain words with endless humiliation. He stepped hard on the ground with the sole of his foot, pulled up his body suddenly, and suddenly slashed Xiao Yan's head with the silver knife.

The body with internal injuries was forced to extract the last bit of fighting spirit, and every muscle was under tremendous pressure. The last person understood that this was his last blow, so he desperately threw all the remaining fighting spirit into the silver knife, and the blade made a slight sound. It hummed and trembled as if it was about to break.

He didn't want to be able to chop off Xiao Yan's head, but he just wanted to be able to injure Xiao Yan even slightly and get back a little bit of money for his seven lives. This was his only thought at this time.

"It's just a powerful crossbow. There's no need to waste your energy." Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, and in a flash, he appeared hundreds of meters away, looking at the last person quietly.

The sword passed over everyone, and looking at the movement that could not be described with the word "weird", the last person's heart was filled with despair. He knelt down on the loess road with a "plop" and pointed with trembling fingers to stand quietly in the distance. Xiao Yan looked at himself quietly, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of hot blood, shouting the last cry of his life——

"You can still remain so calm under the influence of the blood moon, you are really not a human being!"

"Nonsense! If I hadn't kept calm at all times, I would have died countless times! Even though the blood moon was in the sky and my mood was a little impetuous, I could still remain calm." Xiao Yan put his hands behind his back and grinned contemptuously. , walked towards Long Yi.

"Let's go and see how Jing Wuchen is doing." Long Yi said while twisting his neck.

"Don't worry, with his speed, those three people really can't do anything to him." Xiao Yan smiled, and walked over with Long Yi, while conveniently collecting the rings of the five corpses.

Xiao Yan was right, Jing Wuchen was indeed very slippery. There was only one person left on the other side, and it looked like he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

"Then we don't need to worry about him." Long Yi stopped and continued to twist his neck while watching Jing Wuchen fight from a distance.

"You two ungrateful guys, you just sit back and do nothing while you watch me fight for my life!" Jing Wuchen's voice sounded very angry.

"You chose to come here to fight three people alone. You can't blame us." Xiao Yan smiled, seeing that Jing Wuchen was able to do it with ease and there was no need to worry at all.

"It seems that I made the wrong choice, young master." Jing Wuchen kicked away the last enemy, whose nose and ears were oozing with blood and it was obvious that he would not survive. He patted his clothes and walked over with a look of displeasure on his face, "I kind of think I don’t understand, why has my vision changed so much since I met you guys?”

"Actually, Long Yi and I don't mind switching opponents with you." Xiao Yan said jokingly, leaning on the cliff inside the road.

"It's better." Thinking of the sword light that forced Long Yi to jump out of the cliff just now, Jing Wuchen couldn't help but shuddered and said with a smile, "But to be honest, you guys are beyond my imagination. You are so fierce. It was a complete mess.”

After the praise, Jing Wuchen asked curiously: "I didn't expect that there is such a powerful person like you in the Xiao clan. Could it be that you are really the guy in the legend?"

But before Xiao Yan, whose face changed slightly, could answer, Jing Wuchen denied himself: "It's impossible. Although I misjudged him at first, the guy in the legend is so rich that there is really no reason. There’s no need to risk your life by coming here without a guard, this is no place for fun, and I’ve never heard of that guy having a kid around him.”

Jing Wuchen leaned on the cliff next to Xiao Yan and panted, completely unaware that Xiao Yan was rolling his eyes in depression as his expression changed again and again.

"I'm warning you for the last time, you stinky guy, don't call me a brat again!" Long Yi sat cross-legged in front of Xiao Yan, stared at Jing Wuchen fiercely and shouted, very angry at this guy whose repeated warnings were ineffective. Disgusted.

"Oh, the little brat's temper is still so hot. It's not cute at all." Jing Wuchen spoke freely and was still teasing Long Yi, but his breathing was a little loud. It seemed that he was exhausted from the battle just now. Small.

Seeing that Jing Wuchen actually ignored his warning and dared to call himself a brat right after him, Long Yi stood up in a hurry, his eyes flashing with thunder and lightning exuding an aura of challenge.

"Brother Xiao, you have to take care of this kid." Seeing that Long Yi was really angry, Jing Wuchen still had to add the word "fart" between the word "little" and "child", "at such a young age" , How can we do this when we are constantly shouting for death and beating?”

Xiao Yan ignored Jing Wuchen's words and just looked at the blood moon in the sky thoughtfully.

"Okay, I'll just stop yelling from now on." Seeing Xiao Yan looking at the blood moon and ignoring him, Jing Wuchen had no choice but to look at Long Yi, who was like the son of thunder and lightning. He obviously didn't want to fight with Long Yi, so he made an appropriate move. concession.

"It's not about barking less, it's about not barking anymore!" Long Yi corrected Jing Wuchen's vague response word by word.

"Look, the blood moon is about to be full." Xiao Yan interrupted the two people arguing and pointed at the deep sky, "When we first came in, it was just a crescent moon."

The two stopped arguing and both looked up to the sky.

In the sky, blood-red mist gradually filled the air, rolling up lonely remaining clouds. The blood moon was still as red as blood, but it was more plump than before, and the faint shadow behind it had already begun to show signs of being round.

"The blood moon has become rounder and the blood color is thicker." Xiao Yan lowered his head. Even though he had become somewhat accustomed to the light of the blood moon, he still did not want to look at the blood moon for too long. "You must have felt it too. The irritability in your heart has begun. It’s getting thicker and thicker, and I feel a little bit uncontrollable.”

Looking away from the blood moon, the cold red color seemed to flash in the trance of consciousness. Jing Wuchen and Long Yi both nodded, their expressions solemn as twilight.

"It seems that the battle has just begun." Xiao Yan sighed, "Originally, bloody fighting will make people lose themselves, but when the moon is full, it is estimated that many people will have difficulty suppressing the murderous thoughts in their hearts and will become even more crazy."

"With the endless gloom and blood stimulation, and the blood moon invading my heart, the next road will definitely be much harder than now." Jing Wuchen frowned slightly, and his head was flying in the wind, as if he was uneasy in his heart. mood.

"Want to relax with a rolling leaf?" Jing Wuchen took out two finger-length objects and handed them to Xiao Yan and Long Yi.

"What is this?"

Xiao Yan was worried about whether the three of him would still have the fighting spirit and physical strength to deal with a peerless genius after endless fighting. When he saw Jing Wuchen suddenly handing over a thing wrapped in leaves of unknown origin, he couldn't help but wonder. asked.

"You'll know if you try it."

"Smoke?" He brought it to his nose and sniffed it, then looked at the shredded silk wrapped inside. Xiao Yan blurted out a term he was very familiar with before traveling to Dou Qi Continent.

"Smoke? What is that?" This time it was Jing Wuchen's turn to be confused.

Xiao Yan didn't know how to explain it, so he smiled and asked, "How did you get this thing?"

"You don't seem surprised at all? It's so boring." Jing Wuchen took out the fire stick and lit it, and took a nice breath before continuing, "Once, in order to avoid being chased by my opponent, I lit a forest on fire to confuse the opponent's sight. Suddenly, I found a plant nearby that smelled really good, so I bought some afterwards.”

"Later I named it Juan Ye. What do you think? Give it a try. It's exclusive and there's not much inventory." Jing Wuchen showed off proudly. His eyes glanced at Long Yi, but his eyes widened and he jumped. He stood up and said, "Little brat, this is not how Curly Leaf is eaten! What a waste!"

Seeing Long Yi put Juan Ye into his mouth, chewed it a few times, frowned and spat it out again, Jing Wuchen was so heartbroken that he wanted to beat his chest, and he forgot the three chapters of agreement he had made with Long Yi before.

"What a broken roll leaf, it tastes too bad!" Long Yi closed his eyes in discomfort, grinning and spitting out the tobacco remaining in his mouth.

"You have to be like me, take a breath first, and then let the smoke seep into your lungs," Jing Wuchen taught Long Yi angrily.

Looking at the curling green smoke and smelling the familiar smell, Xiao Yan's thoughts were in a trance for a moment, and he returned to the world before the time travel, a world without fighting spirit and fighting skills, only filled with metal machinery.

After so many years, things must have changed there, right? Those who were once young or once old, those who were close to or had grievances with me, are all gone, right?

Xiao Yan thought with some sadness, and naturally pinched it with two fingers, and a trace of flame ignited beautifully, lighting up the rolled leaves that should be called cigarettes between his thin lips.

Under the dim twilight, the flickering cigarette butts were particularly obvious, and the faint smoke lingered on Xiao Yan's delicate cheeks, giving it a somewhat profound meaning.

"Look, this guy is so handsome when he smokes, especially when he lights up. You have to learn from it, little kid." Jing Wuchen still couldn't change his mind and kept seducing Long Yi.

Long Yi pouted his little mouth and reached out to take the rolled leaf that Jing Wuchen handed over to him, which he had been told not to chew with his mouth. He curiously imitated Xiao Yan and held it in his mouth.

When he saw another smoker, especially a young smoker, Jing Wuchen was overjoyed and hurriedly lit the fire stick and handed it over, hoping to light it for Long Yi.

Long Yi shook his head, stretched out his white and tender little hands, and like Xiao Yan, snapped his fingers very loudly.

In Jing Wuchen's horrified eyes, a barrel-thick lightning fell from the sky and hit Long Yi's side as it crashed down the valley. The edge of the lightning reddened the end of the curled leaf with incomparable accuracy.

The rumbling thunder kept echoing in the valley, and Jing Wuchen's mouth opened wide.

Jing Wuchen swallowed hard for a few times, glanced at the inconspicuous Huozhezi in his hand bitterly, and finally spoke after a while: "My dear, how did you do that just now? You're so handsome!" Little brat, when you grow up, use this trick to pick up girls, and I guarantee you’ll pick up a pair of them!”

"Jing Wuchen, don't teach the children bad things." Xiao Yan woke up from reminiscing about his past life and glared at Jing Wuchen displeasedly.

"Gold will always shine. You don't need to teach me, look at his cool attitude, he still learned from you." Jing Wuchen bent over with his toes to pick up the fallen leaves, blew the dust in his mouth On his lips, he said angrily, "I can't understand you two more and more. You seem to be harmless, but you kill people and set fires without even frowning. Even lighting a cigarette is shocking. Originally I thought you would feel lucky to have me as your company, but why am I feeling this way now?”

"I remember someone said that after coming in, we will fly separately when disaster strikes. How about it, do you still want to fly separately now?"

Xiao Yan skillfully held the rolled leaf between his two fingers, put it to his mouth and took a sip, then blew the cigarette butt with the smoke. He looked at the ruby-like light of the cigarette butt, felt the pungent taste in his throat, and smiled.

Jing Wuchen was a little embarrassed by Xiao Yan's smile. He covered his flushed face with the smoke from his nose and said, "That was the original plan. You just felt the blood and cruelty in the blood cave. If you are not strong enough, He could die at any time."

Jing Wuchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Here, having more people doesn't necessarily mean more security. Sometimes, it can actually bring trouble. So, you should know the reason why I didn't leave you behind in the first place."

"I just stood up for you once, and you were willing to take the risk of dragging us two down. You are quite a good person." Xiao Yan touched his chin, and his heart moved slightly.

"Haha, young master, I took such a big risk to take you two with me, but in the end I got a 'pretty good'. Haha, not bad, not bad. I'm very satisfied with this evaluation." Jing Wuchen laughed quite proudly. , turned around and said, "But I now realize that these two trolls are really ridiculously strong, so naturally I won't talk about flying separately."

The three of them raised their heads and laughed at the same time. In the corner of their eyes, they inadvertently caught sight of the blood moon, which was a little rounder than before. They all became silent involuntarily. They leaned against the solid cliff and smoked silently, adjusting their state.

It's just that Long Yi has never smoked before, and he coughed a few times due to the smoke. When he wanted to lose it, he looked at the obsessed Jing Wuchen and the slightly melancholy Xiao Yan, took a few more puffs, and then continued to be smoked. Choking and coughing.

Xiao Yan smiled and looked at Long Yi who kept choking. He turned around and was about to say that Jing Wuchen shouldn't give cigarettes to children when he suddenly realized that the crescent moon mark on Jing Wuchen's forehead was no darker than Long Yi's. , can’t help but be a little surprised. After counting in his mind, Jing Wuchen had killed a total of seven people before, while Long Yi had only killed four. Normally, Jing Wuchen's crescent moon mark's blush should be darker than Long Yi's. If you think about it more carefully, maybe it's because the number of kills of the four people Long Yi killed was greater than the number of kills of the seven people killed by Jing Wuchen. If you put it this way, you have killed seven people, and five of them are relatively strong. Doesn't it mean that the blush color marked on your forehead is now the deepest among the three?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan asked Jing Wuchen: "Look, who has the darker mark on my forehead or Long Yi's?"

Hearing this, Jing Wuchen looked at Xiao Yan with contempt, then looked at Long Yi, and said to Xiao Yan angrily: "You're so stupid! Hey, I'm talking about you, do you really want to win the reward of the guardian beast? Don't It’s a dream, there are only ten spots in total, and with those few peerless geniuses, plus several super geniuses from other big forces, even though your strength is beyond my imagination, it’s absolutely impossible.”

Seeing that Xiao Yan just smiled, Jing Wuchen continued with serious words: "Maybe we can still deal with it calmly now, but the opponent will become stronger as we go forward. I advise you to give up this idea and think about how to survive first, otherwise , will be very dangerous."

Hearing that Jing Wuchen said "we", Xiao Yan recognized Jing Wuchen a little more in his heart, "Don't be so pessimistic, and I'm just curious."

"That's more or less the same. Although I won't say that we will fly away when disaster strikes, I don't want to take the risk of not being sure." Jing Wuchen sat down lazily, "I'm afraid there will be another battle soon. Just now Long Yi That lightning strike caused a lot of movement, and there are probably a lot of people coming here."

"Well, do you want to avoid it?" Xiao Yan did not deny it and asked Jing Wuchen.

"What is supposed to come will eventually come, and with the two of you guys, my confidence has been greatly enhanced." Jing Wuchen looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and handed another rolling leaf to Xiao Yan.

"If you go out, get me some more. I think a lot of people here will be interested in this thing." Xiao Yan squinted his eyes slightly and smoked comfortably.

Suddenly, he felt a chill creeping down his back.

what happened? Xiao Yan frowned slightly. The thick cliff behind him couldn't be cold after leaning against it for so long.

unless? Xiao Yan was excited, thinking of the only possibility among the impossible. He quickly reached out with his right hand, grabbed the shoulder of Jing Wuchen who was intoxicated in the smoke and threw it out. At the same time, he hooked his right foot and pulled Long Yi who was sitting on the ground. Send away from the cliff. After doing all this, he lay down straight forward, turned his head and sprayed the curled leaves behind him.

Jing Wuchen and Long Yi, who were rolling in the air and rolling on the ground, didn't understand what happened. The cliff the three of them had been leaning on quickly opened countless cracks, and then collapsed into clods of soil all over the sky. The faint dagger broke through the wall, shattering the curled leaves that Xiao Yan had spat in mid-air. It paused slightly in the scattered firelight, and continued to stab Xiao Yan's throat mercilessly.

There are people hiding in the seemingly natural cliffs on the roadside! The three of them didn't expect it at all. Fortunately, Xiao Yan's soul was powerful and his perception was much sharper than ordinary people, so they narrowly avoided the first stab.

However, Xiao Yan was already lying on the ground at this moment, with his back turned to the deadly dagger. He even clearly felt the blade wind brought by the dagger on his back, and it seemed that it was too late to dodge.

Long Yi and Jing Wuchen stopped their rolling bodies at this time. Seeing the sudden sneak attack in the smoke, they broke into a cold sweat. After reacting, they immediately roared back and tried to rescue Xiao Yan, with anger burning in their eyes. .

However, the dagger had already pierced Xiao Yan's clothes and was about to pierce Xiao Yan's back chest.

At this critical moment, Xiao Yan twisted his palm to the side, and suddenly breathed out his fighting energy. With the help of the powerful counterattack force, his whole body moved two feet to the side, and two sharp daggers brushed against Xiao Yan. And passed by, piercing deeply into the ground.

Xiao Yan jumped up like a carp, looking coldly at the two sneak attackers who pulled out daggers from the ground and dodged behind them, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If it weren't for the sparks that scattered the curled leaves, which made the other party slightly stunned, and if it wasn't for the fighting spirit poured into the clothes to stop the stabbing dagger for a moment, I'm afraid there would be blood today. Who knows, the blue dagger is on What poison was applied. The more Xiao Yan thought about it, the angrier he became, his fists gradually clenched and his knuckles made crisp sounds.

Long Yi and Jing Wuchen had already surrounded them, cutting off each other's escape route.

"It turns out to be a member of the Snake Demon Clan, no wonder he can hide in the cliff." Jing Wuchen raised his eyebrows, and when he thought of the thrill just now, his anger was gone, and his eyes were like daggers, staring at the two sneak attackers.

The sky was lightly cast with a layer of black. Covered by the vague shadows of the cliff, two sneak attackers with beard-like figures and beards stood back to back, surrounded by Xiao Yan and the other three. His tongue flicked out and rolled back from time to time, a flash of scarlet appearing and disappearing, and he was extremely shocked.

The perfect ambush, the best time to take action, but the young man in black actually dodged it! How could he react so quickly? How could he possibly feel a hint of murderous intent in advance when he took action?

"So disgusting!" Long Yi felt like vomiting.

"It's so damn ugly!" Xiao Yan couldn't stand it.

"Damn it!" Jing Wuchen took action directly!

There was no angry roar or threatening nonsense. He bowed like a full moon and used his speed to the extreme. In one breath, he had already approached two snake demon tribesmen.

The snake demon tribesman didn't panic at all, he blocked with his backhand, twisted his body in an unimaginable way to distance himself, and stabbed Jing Wuchen's throat with the dagger in his hand.

Jing Wuchen seemed to have expected this. His right hand immediately turned into a finger and pointed at the wrist of the snake demon tribesman. If this suggestion is true, Jing Wuchen is absolutely sure that he will disable this hand before the dagger stabs him.

The snake demon's expression changed, and he squinted his eyes slightly and was shocked by Jing Wuchen's speed and adaptability. However, his hands were not slow at all. He withdrew his hands and kicked his feet. The toes of his shoes shone like metal in the faint light.

Damn, this bastard snake demon tribesman's whole body seems to be built for sneak attacks, even his shoes are weapons! Jing Wuchen cursed angrily in his heart, slapped the snake demon tribesman's kicked foot with his left hand, put his right hand into the palm of his hand, and thrust it straight into the snake demon tribesman's eyes.

As if he was disdainful of Jing Wuchen's counterattack, the snake demon snorted coldly. His kicked feet did not change, and his body from the legs up moved back one foot like a raised snake body. It happened to be Jing Wuchen. Out of reach of your hands.

Except for the snake demon clan, there is really no other race in the Dou Emperor Continent that can do this completely unreasonable evasion.

The snake demon tribesmen looked at Jing Wuchen coldly, the ridicule in their eyes clearly revealed. But at the next moment, the snake demon tribesman's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and his eyes turned into a dead gray.

When the snake demon clan members laughed, Jing Wuchen also laughed. It was not a helpless smile because of a mistake, but a smile of a successful conspiracy. It seemed that this was the moment he had been waiting for.

Jing Wuchen's right hand, which seemed to be out of reach, suddenly shot out a ray of cold light. The light flashed away, and the snake demon clan member covered his throat in pain with his left hand. He pointed at Jing Wuchen with his right hand in disbelief, and his body slowly collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and the battle was over before the other snake demon tribesman had time to respond to support his companions.

Another snake demon tribesman took a breath of cold air, and then realized that he had underestimated the strength of the three people in front of him. Suddenly he felt that his breathing became difficult and his body began to tremble slightly.

"Although I haven't seen you use weapons before, we all know that it doesn't mean you don't have weapons. It's just that we didn't expect that your weapon turned out to be a flying knife." Xiao Yan obviously saw clearly the deadly light emitted by Jing Wuchen. It's a flying knife.

"Low-key is my principle in life." Jing Wuchen chuckled. When I saw Xiao Yan being attacked just now, he was so furious that he just wanted to kill the attacker and get away with it. This long-lost feeling of stabbing a friend at his own expense was really good.

As if he felt Jing Wuchen's affection, Xiao Yan smiled knowingly when he looked at Jing Wuchen. It was the smile he would only show to his friends.

It was a good opportunity. The somewhat desperate snake demon tribesmen on the side saw that several people were sympathetic to each other on the battlefield. They seemed to have seized the best opportunity. They ducked and silently thrust the dagger into Jing Wuchen's chest.

In the opinion of this snake demon tribesman, Jing Wuchen should be the strongest among the three. As long as this sneak attack is successful, there will be hope of surviving the desperate situation.

However, he could not hope for that.

Xiao Yan moved, and so did Long Yi. When Jing Wuchen made a mistake in his steps, and a flying knife came out of nowhere in his left hand to block the stab, behind the snake demon clansman, Xiao Yan's fist, Long Yi's spears, which were condensed with fighting spirit, made a harsh whistling sound, and with fierce murderous intent, they all attacked.

So strong! One is stronger than the other! A chill rose up from the snake demon tribesman's spine and went straight to his brain. At this time, he had only one thought, and that was to run for his life.

Habitually, he wanted to withdraw the dagger thrust out, but at this moment, he saw a smile blooming on Jing Wuchen's face, and then he suddenly felt that there was a strange attraction on Jing Wuchen's flying knife, which pulled his The dagger sticks tightly and cannot be withdrawn at all.

It's over, it's too late to let go. The snake demon tribesmen only heard Jing Wuchen's gentle voice saying "I'm sorry, I picked up the wrong magnetic flying knife", and then they were aggrieved by the fists and spears behind them. It exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"If you are not joking, I believe that this snake demon tribesman should be the most unjust person in the world." Xiao Yan smiled lightly.

"As the saying goes, if you know your enemy and know yourself, you will be invincible in a hundred battles. Once you know which race he is from, I will be invincible." Jing Wuchen shook his head proudly, "Young master, I can always understand the humanities and customs of various ethnic groups without any trouble. It’s time to pick up girls.”

"I didn't expect that understanding is actually a very powerful fighting skill." Xiao Yan sighed softly.

"So, a friend's betrayal is the most fatal, because he knows you too well." Jing Wuchen pointed out, his expression darkened.

"So, I was a little touched that you exposed your flying knife just for me." Xiao Yan said, "Although I don't understand why you deserve so much trust, but I believe you will not be disappointed if you make me a friend. "

This was Xiao Yan's promise to recognize Jing Wuchen as his friend, a very heavy promise.

But Jing Wuchen didn't know the weight of this promise. He raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "It was impulsive just now. In fact, I regretted it a little bit afterwards."

Jing Wuchen made no secret of his thoughts, hesitated slightly and continued: "You know, after that incident, it's hard for me to trust others."

"But you still believed in me, and that's enough." Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jing Wuchen, and said sincerely.

"People have to believe in something, otherwise they will collapse one day." Jing Wuchen lit a curled leaf, his eyes penetrated the depression of the valley, and fell far, far away.

Seeing Jing Wuchen pretending to be sophisticated, Xiao Yan curled his lips, stretched out, and joked: "You are a weirdo for finding out the ins and outs of various tribes just to pick up girls."

"If you are hurt by a small tree, you will always have a mentality of revenge or depraved behavior towards the entire forest." Jing Wuhui shrugged, sighing with a look of resignation.

"That's because you haven't met a woman who is truly worthy of your love." Xiao Yan frowned, finding it difficult to accept this kind of game with Fenghuaxueyue, but he completely forgot how many women were around him. (To be continued.!)