Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

"We are pressed for time. There is a distance between the door and the place where the food is stacked. Even if the guards are temporarily distracted, there are still four guards inside." Qiqi analyzed sincerely.

"What, there are four more in there, why didn't you tell me earlier."

That way, no matter how small the movement at the door is, it will alarm the people inside.

"Host, large objects cannot be removed, but fine powders like poison can still be sent in through the gaps."

"Okay then, we should cooperate inside and outside."

Cheng Xiaoxiao prepared the medicine and sneaked in quietly while a patrol was walking away.

The gatekeeper saw a gust of cool wind blowing past him and fell to the ground unconsciously.

Cheng Xiaoxiao pushed open the wooden door of the valley warehouse and groped for the steps in the dark, all the way down.

The guard inside had been knocked down by the system, and fell to the ground in a mess, motionless.

Cheng Xiaoxiao stepped forward and kicked him twice.

The scimitar and the long sword collided, causing sparks to fly.

Dongfang Xu laughed, his face turned slightly pale. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot just now, but he laughed loudly.

Dongfang Xu's sword blade fell back, shot out of the air, and shot toward the bald monk.

After working hard for most of the night, I need to have a good sleep when I get back.

They suddenly broke through the defense line on the high wall, fought hand to hand, and started a hand-to-hand battle.

The plan formulated by the King of Beirong was very effective. After Sikong Yinlong was restrained, masters from all walks of life withstood the rain of thousands of swords, walked through the air, and flew up the city wall.

He shouted his way into the crowd.

The bald man instantly felt the air around him being sucked away, and he was violently deformed and squeezed. Then the strong air flow knocked him over.

At this time, Yuanyang City was filled with smoke and was attacked by the enemy early in the morning.

The sword's blade was sharp and emitted a faint light. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at the opponent's throat.

Cheng Xiaoxiao wore goggles and was not afraid of the intrusion of the dark. She used a syringe to pour the potion into the bags of grain. Of course, she did not use any inferior poison. The effect of the medicine was too fast, and meals in the military camp were often divided into several rounds.

The time difference between before and after is large, and it can probably only affect a small number of people. Chronic poisons that can make hands and feet weak and limbs weak are most suitable because they have a slow onset and are not easy to detect.

Just as the bald monk was about to avoid it, Dongfang Xu spun the long sword faster and faster. The sword energy formed in an instant, and the shadow of the sword changed without a trace, emitting a sharp light that was dazzling.

Although everyone tried their best to stop it, they didn't expect the opponent's attack to be so violent.

Although she couldn't see it with her own eyes, it was interesting just thinking about it.

Returning to the second battlefield, she calmly argued with the opponent. She kept silent about what she had done the night before, and no one knew about it. She was alone and hiding her merits and fame.

When he stepped onto the city wall, the ground shook.

Today's battle would probably result in countless casualties. Cheng Hao was secretly thankful that his sister was not in the city. If he wanted to escape unscathed, it would be difficult to reach the sky.

The bald monk instantly roared and cursed an unintelligible curse word, and then the energy and blood all over his body exploded with a roar, the air exploded, and traces of blood seeped out from all the seven orifices.

Unexpectedly, besides Sikong Yinlong, there was also a master hiding in the enemy camp.

Stepping under the faint night light, she had already landed in her own courtyard, turned around and walked towards her door.

But the person coming up now is a rival.

In yesterday's battle, Dongfang Xu did not pull out the Yunxiao Sword, but held the scabbard and fought for a whole day.

The next day on the schedule, Xiao Xiao woke up refreshed. There was a good show to watch today.

The lineage of sword cultivator is to gather the mind and intelligence into sword energy. Even if it has just been manifested, it is much more powerful than ordinary warriors.

"impossible……"

"I'm just a frog in a well, but I dare to compete with the sun and the moon." Dongfang Xu twitched his lips sarcastically.

Time flies and ten seconds later, they have already matched hundreds of moves.

What's more, the other party underestimated the enemy first and did not take him seriously.

The return journey shouldn't be too simple. There are coordinates in the Phoenix City Lord's Mansion and in the underground city. She can come back whenever she wants.

Chaos instantly broke out on the city wall.

"Ah! Himalaya."

"These damn barbaric troops will sooner or later make you unable to eat and walk around, huh!"

The time difference between the patrolmen's patrols back and forth is five minutes.

The fierce momentum exploded suddenly, making him full of fighting spirit and making his blood surge.

How could the opponent cultivate such a powerful sword intention at such a young age?

The bald monk looked frightened and suspicious.

Inside the warehouse filled with grain, it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

He seemed to have met a real opponent, smiling with eagerness to try.

The scimitar cuts through the air at extremely high speed.

The bald man is very powerful and has strong defense, but he is no match for long-range attacks.

The bald man just looked at him and smiled, "Hey, here comes the one with two brushes."

"You are too weak."

Sword aura, murderous aura, body, and phantom are all intertwined, making it impossible to distinguish and avoid them.

puff!

His strong defense allowed him to escape, and he was knocked back and flew out, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

If he doesn’t suffer a loss, who else will?

During the two years he lurked, his originally impetuous temperament was tempered into a tolerant, restrained and ruthless man. He followed the wild wolf that followed his prey in the dark, waiting for the best opportunity to strike and kill him with one blow.

"kill!"

The unconscious person groaned slightly in pain, but did not wake up.

"Kill!" The bald man was unconvinced, wiped the blood on his face, and rushed over again.

He was tall and tall, wearing hunting clothes. He quickly drew out the Yunxiao Sword and flew towards the bald man.

There was a flash of white light, and Cheng Xiaoxiao's figure was instantly lost in the dark and cold warehouse.

She deliberately stepped on the other person's stomach.

"Impossible, your will is manifested. Even if your sword skills are extraordinary, even if you are slightly stronger than me, you can't defeat my defense so easily."

Wherever the sword energy went, it was invincible, cutting off the air flow and trapping the air.

The bald monk had no choice but to change his focus to attack, holding the scimitar in front of his chest, pushing all the energy in his body to the surface, forming a powerful defense.

I looked at the time and saw that just five minutes had passed and the guard at the door should have woken up.

Cheng Hao didn't expect that what his sister said was that she had another plan, that she would go in person and go deep into the enemy camp, otherwise he would definitely not agree.

Among the enemy troops, in addition to General Nahlian, who was highly skilled in martial arts and was on par with Sikong Yinlongdou, there was also a bald man with a ferocious aura and incomparable bravery.

When the opponent was completely victorious, Dongfang Xu was not weak at all, not to mention that he suffered serious internal injuries.

Naturally, he was not to be outdone, and struck out with his sharp sword, making a buzzing sound and surrounded by wisps of sword intent.

The sword flower is charming, and both of them are extremely fast. Sometimes they are on the city wall, sometimes on the roof, sometimes in mid-air, and their figures keep flashing.

After hundreds of moves, the bald man was in ragged clothes and had countless bloody wounds on his body.

The melee on the city wall became increasingly fierce.