Sword Among Us

Chapter 881 catches you! Strangle!

Yipintang is indeed lucky!

At the most critical time, I encountered the group's double-strength mission, and it was easy to get many battles and ranks from the sky.

but……

Because the four gangs, such as the Mufu, were too badly pressed in the early stage, there were only a handful of people who won the ranks. Only a few people, such as the murder, got the rank.

In a few days, the number of people who were called was also pitiful, and there were less than two thousand cavalry.

In the face of the impact of the Mongolian army's almost turbulent waves, the two thousand cavalry of Yipintang is simply not enough to see.

"The owner!"

"I can't hold it!!" The blood coat screamed in front of the team: "Come on, hurry!!"

The first wave of the Mongolian army has not yet arrived, and the overwhelming arrow rain has extinguished hundreds of cavalry. The second round of the axe is flying and sweeping. There are only a few hundred iron rides left behind.

Despite falling into the enemy group, more than 300 elite moments have lost more than 20, and the iron ride has been reduced to less than three hundred...

"No!"

After paying more than a thousand cavalry, they finally rushed to the enemy group. How could Mengyun give up easily and shout loudly: "Besides being a little remote here, you can't go anywhere else! Blood clothes, ridiculous, evil wolves, monks! Work with me to deal with the masters of the magic gate and the enemy of more than a thousand people! Others have their own group collaboration! Harvesting!"

"Understand!!"

It’s a dream cloud, but you can quickly understand the pros and cons of the battlefield and find out the way to survive.

Indeed, the only ones who can threaten the core disciples of Yipintang are the masters of the magic gates and the high-level enemy who are doped in the army. As long as the people are restrained, more than three hundred elites in the crowd against the ordinary Mongolian cavalry do not have problems. Big.

and……

Mengyun also knows that today the grassland is still the world of the four major gangs. Before the army of Yipintang enters the grassland, they can't go to many places.

It is remote, just right for them to harvest the battle.

"Damn, there are seven incompetent peaks and more than a dozen magic door masters in one breath..." In the midst of the chaos, Mengyun still felt unprecedented pressure.

It’s easy to deal with the incompetent peaks on weekdays, but on the battlefield, you can hand over the axes and cold arrows at any time. It’s hard to prevent them. Every step needs to be very careful, and you must stay in your own hands, which is very tricky.

This is the case, double battles still make a group of people excited, no one against the master of the magic door, the speed of the battle is very scary.

More than 300 people gathered back to back in a circular array, gradually blocking the charge of the surrounding Mongolian iron ride.

It’s not good for a long time...

With the sudden sound of shouting in the distance, the latter part of the Mongolian iron ride seems to be attracted to something by the past, and a group of people are under pressure.

"someone is coming!"

"Not good!" Meng Yun first noticed that the situation was not good.

I don't know why, my face suddenly flashed a happy face, and my heart glimpsed.

Whizzing! !

An extremely violent arrow rain appeared in the air, and piled up from the sky...

"Everyone is careful!!"

Although Yipintang has been reminded in time.

puff! puff! !

The sharp arrow rain suddenly fell from the sky, and it happened to be concentrated in a direction, as if from the air, the core disciples on the spot were tied into hedgehogs;

Several core disciples who are dealing with the master of the magic door were nailed to the ground and killed on the spot.

The line of defense is broken!

Mongolian iron rides and sipping a long drive.

Bang! ! !

The magic door high gesture rushed into the round array of Yipintang.

Breaking through! !

Two hundred people in Yipintang suddenly struggled.

"Breakout!"

"rush out!!"

Seeing the arrow of the arrow, Meng Yun already knows that the enemy is coming, even though his face is pale and ugly, he is still commanding quickly.

Unfortunately, people outside the iron ride do not seem to be giving them this opportunity...

Another batch of arrows rained in.

In the chaotic battlefield, dozens of people were accurately nailed by fierce and fierce arrows. Dream clouds, blood clothes, and murderers did not dare to continue to fight with their elders, and let the brethren break through.

unfortunately……

At this moment, a sudden and unexpected momentum, mixed with the sharp and sharp swords, suddenly appeared on the battlefield!

Wan Jian style!

Numerous vertical and horizontal swords appear out of thin air...

The dense swordsmanship is instantly intertwined into a huge sword whirlpool, which appears in the crowd of a group of masters.

Countless swordsman instantly merged into the sword of nearly a hundred holes of gold cracked iron, and in the panic of a group of Yipintang disciples, lightning passed through their bodies...

Er! !

A core disciple of Yipintang was full of cold sweat, and he was fully armed to start the guards and watched the surrounding swords, but ignored the attack of the surrounding Mongolian iron riders.

An axe flew over.

The body is directly broken...

Sword gas followed in a hole in the throat!

dead!

dead! dead! !

This is true of the core disciples around Yipintang.

The blood was shot from the throat and eyebrows of the core disciples of Yipintang.

In the eyes of others, it was only a moment of work, and dozens of brothers fell down.

"a bunch of idiots!"

"Fully defend the surrounding Mongolian iron ride! Don't be happy! The damage of group attacks can't break our body!"

"The full force breaks out!"

When the happy swordsmanship came out, everyone was as close as the enemy, but they ignored the relatively weak Mongolian cavalry.

But they don't know.

A 10,000-sword style can't threaten many elite players at the same time.

The flattened damage is not as good as the sword of a Mongolian cavalry.

Happy is catching their point, the Mongolian cavalry breaks their defense and does not hesitate to finish!

However, such a horrible big move, the internal force of the effort should not be underestimated.

Vaguely, the blood coat saw a happy figure.

Hundreds of points of internal force to pay out, the realm decisively fell to the mysterious level, the latter quickly smashed a few pills, and at the same time fully launched the "Jiuyang Shengong" to restore the internal forces.

This is a good chance to kill happy.

But the blood coat did not dare to go forward...

Even if there is only the internal strength and strength of the mysterious realm, the strength of happiness is still very terrible, not to mention the protection of a group of Mufu, chivalrous masters.

Also!

This happy sword method has raised the deterrence of the world's first master and the fear of a good man to many times.

The surviving people are less than one hundred and twenty!

Under the pressure of the magic door master and the Mongolian iron ride, the situation is in jeopardy. Where can I free up my hand to deal with happiness?

Seeing that the encirclement of the Mongolian iron ride is getting smaller and smaller, the dream cloud, the blood coat, the murder and other people are entangled by a group of masters.

I know that this time I can’t escape, the dream cloud is a word in the crowd, and it makes people feel trembled.

"Happy! Waiting for me to kill a person, this church owner will call you Mufu, no place in the grassland!!"