"I'm not a burden!"

Guan Ting roared angrily in his heart, and the long stick in his hand clenched tighter. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Compared with Guan Yuhe, Guan Ting has always been more taciturn, but he is also a genius of the younger generation of the Guan family, and his reputation and status are only slightly inferior to Guan Yuhe.

Therefore, Guan Ting has his own pride, and he is often stubborn and unyielding, and a few cows can't pull back the things he recognizes. This is a good thing for the cultivation of martial arts most of the time, but sometimes it also makes him a little unreasonable.

For example, now, Guan Ting has always firmly believed that he is not a burden, even if he can't help Zou Du too much, he still has the ability to protect himself. And he wants to prove it now.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, Guan Ting rushed a few steps wildly, and suddenly jumped high, and the long stick infused with Yuan Force in his hand bent into an arc at high speed, and smashed down towards a phantom in front of him.

Guan Ting's such a fierce move also opened the door of the defense. Guan Yuhe, who was on the side, was taken aback by Guan Ting's recklessness, seeing that the phantom had no defense but rushed to attack, and the black sword in his hand stabbed Guan Yuhe's chest like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, he didn't dare to think about it, and his feet accelerated and he was about to save it.

At this time, he suddenly saw Guan Ting's figure turn in mid-air, and the long stick that he slashed straight down turned in the direction, and it actually danced into a stick fan, colliding with the black sword of the phantom.

While!

With a violent sound of gold and iron colliding, the black long sword in the phantom's hand suddenly broke into two. Guan Ting took advantage of the opportunity to keep his speed unslow, kicked hard under his feet, still waving the long stick in his hand, and rushed towards the phantom.

"This bastard's "Mad Devil Stick Method" has become a ......"

Guan Yuhe scolded with a wry smile, already understanding that Guan Ting's actions just now were not reckless at all, but indeed certain.

The Guan family's "Crazy Devil Stick Method" pays attention to "if you don't go crazy, you can't live", and the stick method is violent and abnormal, but the biggest feature is that the turn is fast and the change of tricks is easy. Once the ordinary stick method is cast, it is not only difficult to change the move, but it will also be eaten by the power if it is not done well, but the "Crazy Devil Stick Method" can easily do it, and after the change of moves, the power not only does not decrease, but can increase a little bit.

At this time, Guan Ting followed this characteristic of the "Mad Demon Stick Method" to turn the straight slash into a sweep, and swept away the black sword of the phantom spirit in one fell swoop, gaining the upper hand.

After laughing and scolding, Guan Yuhe didn't have time to think about it, if Guan Ting could really kill a phantom spirit incredibly, his face would also be bright. Quickly rushing forward, Guan Yuhe's long sword provoked again and again, blocking the attacks of the phantoms on the left and right for Guan Ting, so that Guan Ting could continue to attack the phantoms with the broken sword without any scruples.

"Hey, die!"

Guan Ting had the upper hand, and couldn't help but shout proudly, and the long stick did not hesitate at all, and took advantage of the momentum to sweep towards the phantom's body.

But he didn't expect that the phantom suddenly folded strangely, and without moving, his body seemed to slide away on the ice, and Guan Ting's powerful and fatal stick was quickly avoided, only letting the strong wind swept by the long stick touch the corners of his clothes.

"How could it be ......"

Guan Ting couldn't believe his eyes and roared, these phantom attacks are strong, even if they are so subtle and fast? This is really unbearable!

At this moment, the phantom figure of the broken sword slid strangely again, but this time not backwards, but forward, and in the blink of an eye, it passed through the void of Guan Ting's long stick attack, and its shoulder hit Guan Ting's chest directly.

Burst!

The "Yuanli Yarn Dress" on Guan Ting's body immediately shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of it, and the person flew backwards. Thanks to the defense of "Yuanli Sayi", otherwise Guan Ting would not have vomited blood.

At this time, the phantom spirit did not stop, his feet were light, and he had already jumped high, and his right fist smashed into Guan Ting's chest in the air.

"It's over......"

Guan Ting's heart felt a chill, his body was a little stiff under the injury at this time, and he couldn't dodge or defend at all. And the phantom spirit is also extremely smart, and the position of the attack happens to be the broken gap of the "Yuanli Yarn Clothes", once it hits, Guan Ting will definitely not be slightly injured like just now.

In his sight, he saw the punch that fell from the sky magnified in front of his eyes, Guan Ting couldn't help but smile bitterly, and closed his eyes to die. At the critical moment, suddenly a sword light came from the west, and the blade easily pierced the phantom's head.

With a "bang", the phantom instantly died, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and dissipated into space.

The next moment, Zou Dui's figure appeared, panting and pulling up Guan Ting, and shouted angrily: "This is a battlefield, a battlefield where there is blood and death at any time, not a place for you to be brave and brave! I said that you should defend yourself with all your might, where did you hear my words?"

Guan Ting's face was red, and he bowed his head and said, "Instructor, I know it's wrong......"

At this time, Guan Yuhe, who temporarily forced back the phantom spirit, also retreated to Zou Dui's side, and said with a shy smile: "Instructor, be gentle, Guan Ting just wants to help as much as possible." ”

Zou Dui snorted coldly, and suddenly put two consecutive feet on Guan Yuhe and Guan Ting's buttocks, kicking them to the rear, and then the long sword trembled, facing the three phantoms who had killed.

"Ouch......"

Guan Yuhe was kicked and screamed miserably, and Guan Ting was no better, almost having a "butt backwards, flat sand and geese".

But after the two landed, they didn't have a bit of anger, but a little ashamed. After all, they couldn't even clean up the few phantoms that stood in the way, and in the end, Zou Dui had to take action.

In the blink of an eye, Zou Dui cleaned up the three phantom spirits, but he didn't stop, and flew back again.

"You keep going, I'll resist the phantoms chasing me, and if you encounter a phantom in the way, do your best to protect yourself, and run away if you can! Don't be as reckless as this time, drag me back!"

Zou Dui's figure swept by at high speed, leaving only this somewhat unkind sentence.

Guan Yuhe and Guan Ting's widening eyes didn't have time to blink, and they saw Zou Dui's figure draw afterimages one after another, and the next moment they rushed into the more than a dozen phantom spirits chasing after them.

Immediately, there was a "clanging" metal crisp sound, and immediately three phantoms flew out, and I don't know how many swords they were hit, turning into dozens of pieces in mid-air, shattering into black smoke and dissipating.

It's too strong!

Guan Yuhe and Guan Ting were completely convinced, Zou Dui's strength had become stronger than them, and now it was even stronger than them!

"It turns out that we are really cumbersome......"

Guan Ting's heart was bitter and gloomy, and he was extremely uncomfortable. But the facts in front of him have already slapped him hard, no matter whether he accepts it or not, and no matter what his status is in the Guan family, in this illusion, his strength is far from enough, and he has really become a burden to drag Zou Dui.