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All thirty sword cultivators were hovering at a three-foot low altitude, which gave them enough time to break away when they felt the vibration under their feet.

When the seven Sirius monks rushed out of the ground, they were embarrassed.

In Senior Brother Zhai's arrangement, in fact, there are not many tricks, there are not many moves controlled by sword cultivation, and there is only one that can take out the hand - drawing a sword as a prison, and it is extremely cumbersome and troublesome, and it is necessary to get five swords before it has the effect of fixing, with the poor sword frequency of Linglong Sword Cultivation, I am afraid that the five swords have not yet been obtained, and everyone has run out, so the strategy is a simple high-power bombardment, which looks simple, and the actual effect is not bad.

As soon as the seven Heavenly Wolf Cultivators came up, the overwhelming flying sword attack of the sword cultivation arrived, not to mention, in this case, the full force of the shot, the flying sword power of the Linglong Sword Dao was even stronger than that of the Xuanyuan Sword Cultivation, and it was basically a sheep's horn technique that had been prepared for a long time, and the high-power swordsmanship of the second and third ranks,

Thirty against seven, Rao is Heavenly Wolf Monk is strong and abnormal, and there is basically no room to fight back, but in two or three breaths, he was slaughtered.

"Maybe we're going to kill like this, right?" A sword cultivator was worried in his heart, he was still worried about whether there would be any bad consequences if he killed first, but there was already a fight on the outside.

The monks of the brigade who were still arguing about their skins, the earth spells in the center fluctuated together, and the Linglong Dao monks knew that they had fallen into the other party's calculations, some of them turned around to rescue the sedan chair, and some of them threw spells at the opposite Heavenly Wolf monks, which was really a little chaotic.

But after two or three breaths, the situation in the sedan chair was beyond the expectations of both parties, and the leading monk of Linglong Dao laughed,

"Hey, our kendo brothers, it doesn't seem to be so unbearable, do a good job, this first skill, I Hua Zheng wrote it down for you!"

The Celestial Wolf Monks on the opposite side, although they were a little disappointed, they didn't care too much, and the leader smiled at a beast riding monk beside him:

"I told them a long time ago, don't do these little tricks, they are not underestimated, what do you see? It's a joke to be slaughtered now! ”

The beast riding monk's expression remained unchanged, "Linglong Dao is not as unbearable as rumored, I see that near the sedan chair, it seems that there are sword cultivators, is this the main force they rely on?" ”

"Burn, since you met that Qingkong Sword Spirit in Linglong Tower, I see that you are talking about sword cultivation! I have the opposite opinion with you, sword cultivation is the way of killing, it needs space to maneuver vertically and horizontally, it is to attack the road, not to defend the way, since they are guarding the sedan chair, it must be a lack of strength, otherwise why bother to fall into a short? ”

The crotch of the phoenix bat, called Burning Salary, went around to the other side, "Qin Ju, it's better for you and me to compare, see who kills more Linglong monks?" ”

Qin Ju smiled proudly, "It's better than it, maybe you won't lose your bow and arrow?" The words fell, and the heavenly wolves behind him rushed straight away.

On the sedan chair, the groom gently wrapped his arms around the female cultivator's shoulders and said softly, "Ah Hui, these sword cultivators are really good, is this your delicate hole card?" ”

The female cultivator named Ah Hui glanced at him, "What hole card, kendo is the most unbearable in the Linglong Nine Paths, this is a well-known thing, it may just happen to be discovered in advance, thirty to play seven, is this what the elite does?" It's you, Ah Lang, who watched his Sirius monk being killed, but he didn't feel the slightest bit unbearable? ”

Na Lang chuckled: "Can't bear what? There are hundreds of large and small sects in the Sirius Domain, and my Creek Sect can't even rank in the top hundred, they are just ants who listen to people's shouts, they fight to the death, divide the benefits, what does it have to do with our small factions? Just as there are people who dare to fight in the Linglong Dao, is there no peace lover in the Sirius Domain? ”

The two of them were in the sedan chair, kissing me and me, you and me, casually pointing out the brawl outside the venue, and they had the leisure to comment on it.

………………

Li Ji didn't make a move, thirty against seven, he didn't bother to join in the excitement, just turned on the water escape, wandered around the sedan chair, the battle began, the show was still behind, while flying, he glanced at the sedan chair lightly again.

He is meticulous, and some details that have been overlooked by others have not escaped his eyes, which is a rare quality of a true fighting player.

The earth tornado cast by the Heavenly Wolf Monk just now was impartial, and it happened to be scattered and fluctuating around the sedan chair, which made him have to wonder, how did the underground Heavenly Wolf Monk accurately locate the sedan chair?

It can't be divine consciousness, because once the divine consciousness is released underground, it will be detected by the Linglong monk, and the meaning of the sneak attack will be lost; Therefore, Li Ji glanced at the beautiful and unspeakable groom again, and his eyes were profound,

He doesn't sympathize with this pair of mandarin ducks, because they don't know current affairs, but he respects the person who gives everything for love, maybe it is someone else's mark on the groom secretly? For the sake of so-called love, he is willing to give him another chance, but only once.

Five hundred people, protect a sedan chair, if it is a mortal world, the defense is also a mortal army, then it is completely possible to successfully defend for a period of time without revealing a drop of water; But the monk is different, the monk is the land, sea and air type, and even includes the means of underground escape, because the space is open, so it will soon be full of loopholes, in this case, the attacker will always have an advantage over the defender, because it is more flexible.

Therefore, the sword cultivators were not idle in the inner circle, but on the contrary, they were very embarrassed by the werewolves who attacked one after another; Senior Brother Zhai said that sticking to the sedan chair within a hundred zhang is just a good wish, for the monk who is fast and fast, a little escape is already a hundred zhang away, when the danger comes, who will put themselves in danger for the sedan chair?

Anyway, the werewolves are also robbing relatives, not killing relatives.

The combination of the two and three sword cultivators has basically become fragmented, for them who usually don't have much training in this area, if it's just a battle between a few people, then they can barely cooperate, but in the chaotic battle of dozens and hundreds of people, they are all surrounded by enemies, all of them are senior brothers, and after a few escapes, no one can find anyone.

At this time, it is more than reaction, more than judgment, more than courage and experience, in this regard, Linglong monk is too far behind.

Lacking continuous offensive means, the Linglong Sword Cultivators who only pursued earth-shattering blows were even more embarrassed, and most of the time, they had to face the spells of the werewolves, demons, ghosts, beast spirits, and all kinds of strange enchantments, and they had no time to gather the law, concentrate, and perform that thunderous blow.

But what is strange is that even with such a passive, ugly scene of wolves rushing to the pigs, the real casualties around the attack and defense of the sedan chair are actually a tie, which makes the pair of mandarin ducks on the sedan chair very surprised.

"Look at that sword cultivator, it's him again, just like this, how many kills have you killed? Ten? Twenty? Ah Lang pointed to a figure dozens of feet away and said movingly.

Ah Hui followed his guidance and stared, only to see a sturdy figure falling down with the corpse falling from the air, and then touching the corpse, and then disappeared.

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