"Puff!" A muffled sound of.

Zhen Kuai's clothes on his shoulders were all broken, and the black metal arrows were smashed into his shoulders. Under the desperate resistance of his soul power, he failed to penetrate his body, but only penetrated into a knuckle depth.

However, the sharp use of soul power and the impact of the arrow made his whole body extremely sour.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood between a painful low drink and a half step back.

At the same time that Zhen Kuai coughed up a mouthful of blood, Zhantai shallow Tang coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The blood that Zhen Kuai coughs up is bright red, but the blood that Zhan Tai shallow Tang coughs up is as black as ink.

With a breath of black blood coughing up, Zhantai shallow Tang devil's body was shrunk slightly, and his red chain was not as red as before.

After all, magic transformation is only a way to fully stimulate the potential of a practitioner. Zhantai shallow Tang knows that his magic transformation time limit is up, and then extreme weakness will come. However, Lin Xi's arrows, Zhen Kuai's wound and hemoptysis, give him great confidence.

Weak attack, but Zhantai shallow Tang's eyes have become brighter.

In this moment, he turned around and put all the remaining strength in his body into the chain.

In his hand, the original red chain had begun to fade. Suddenly, the red light was dazzling. The surface of the chain and the long sword were lit with a real flame.

This very long chain no longer looks soft and straight, which makes this chain and the attached sword become a very long gun in an instant!

The official road is full of wind and fire.

Break the sword!

Shield wear!

Piano split!

At the moment of the formation of this long gun, as a long sword at the tip of the gun, the soul soldiers of the three practitioners in the rear have been cut off in succession, and the bodies of the three practitioners have been pierced. The bodies of the three practitioners, like sugar coated gourds, have been put on the gun.

As the long sword of the spear point, straight stab to the last Zhen Kuai!

Zhen Kuai's right shoulder was hurt, but at this moment, he still cut out a knife, accurately cut in the heat of terror, such as the long sword in the fire of hell.

A bang.

Zhen Kuai's body is like being bombed by a bomb that doesn't exist in the world. He flies back and lands more than ten steps away from the rear. When he is shaken back and flies, he coughs up a mouthful of blood again. The long knife in his hand can't be grasped any more and falls from his hand.

All the flames outside Zhantai shallow Tang's body and on the chain turn into countless Mars scattered in this attack, just like a huge fireworks that does not exist in the world suddenly blooms.

Under the sparks, Zhantai shallow Tang, who had consumed all the soul power in his body, was occupied by extreme weakness, and his body began to shrink as inconceivably and rapidly as air leakage, returning to its original appearance.

He is no longer like a devil out of hell, but like a very weak patient. His skin became very pale, but in the pores of his body, there was thick black sweat like tar, which covered his whole body.

He couldn't do it any more. He didn't even have the strength to pull his chains and swords out of the bodies of the three practitioners and turn away.

……

Zhen is almost on the ground.

His clothes were scorched by the last blow of Zhantai shallow Tang Dynasty, and his hair and eyebrows were scorched, which was similar to Zhantai shallow Tang Dynasty in appearance.

But after all, he stood still.

After all, his soul power has not been exhausted.

Until then, the Yunqin army in the rear had no movement. He knew that it was only a war between himself and the hidden archer.

……

All eyes were focused on the mound beside the official road.

Although Zhantai shallow Tang is only 20 steps away from the edge of the official road, all people can see that Zhantai shallow Tang has reached the limit, and that archer must appear if he wants to save him.

Lin Xi came out at this time.

For the first time, all the people saw the figure of the hidden powerful archer.

In the eyes of all people, Lin Xi, a powerful Archer, was wearing a heavy cotton padded robe. His face and even hair were covered with black towels, not to mention the outline of his face. Even his weight and age could not be judged. Zhen quickly watched Lin Xi walk out, and her eyes stayed on Lin Xi's hands.

To make his breathing pause for a while, he saw that Lin Xi's hands were not damaged by excessive use of soul power except for some paleness.

Between his meals, Lin Xi had already begun to speed up.

Under his feet, there seemed to be two powerful blowers suddenly, which made his body fly. Only in two steps, he crossed the distance of more than 20 steps to the side of Zhantai shallow Tang.

"Go!"

Lin Xi grabs Zhantai shallow Tang's side, but says a word in his ear. Then, his hand has fallen on the chain in Zhantai shallow Tang's hand.

The chains and swords of Zhantai shallow Tang Dynasty came out of the bodies of three practitioners and flew back. In an instant, they circled him and Zhantai shallow Tang several times.

Without any hesitation, Lin Xi, carrying Zhantai shallow Tang, began to retreat with all his strength.

Zhen Kuai coughs softly, coughs up blood again, then he moves to catch up.

Lin Xi's foot in front is like a raging galloping horse, while Zhen Kuai's arms are flat at the back, his spine is shaking, and a wave of air is constantly coming out of his arms, just like a crane flying close to the ground.

It was only for a dozen breaths that Lin Xi and Zhen Kuai crossed the mound beside the official road and disappeared into the sight of all the soldiers in the cloud and Qin Dynasty.

Zhen Kuai's cultivation is far ahead of Lin Xi. Compared with this pure speed, he is naturally faster than Lin Xi who has lost a man. But for him, the farther away he is from the Yunqin army, the safer it is. And although it's hard for him to understand why Lin Xi can shoot so many arrows at such a speed without any damage to his hands, he can be sure that Lin Xi is the cultivation of the national scholar level.

In his opinion, Lin Xi's soul power should also be few.

So he didn't rush to stop Lin Xi, but he was dead close behind Lin Xi, far away from the official way of the battle.

Between chasing and escaping, Lin Xi and Zhen Kuai have already run faster than the horse, nearly ten miles.

Even the practitioners, under this kind of rapid rush, are breathing in and gasping like the leather pressure fan in the blacksmith's shop. Both of them are hot air rising, just like a cloud wrapped in white.

Zhen Kuai, who has suffered internal injuries, runs down in a row. He feels that his mouth is becoming more and more dry and bloody. Between his lungs, he feels as if there are more than ten cats stretching out their claws and tearing them. It's hard to say.

Suddenly, a small river appeared in front of us. On the opposite side was a large area of farmland. In the distance, we could see a small village like ink landscape in winter.

Lin Xi's feet are wrong, and his body suddenly stops by the river.

Seeing such a scene, Zhen Kuai looks a little happy. It's intuitive that Lin Xi will do his best to fight for the last time.

However, at the next moment, he was just in the middle of his happy eyes, which showed shock and incomprehension.

He saw that Lin Xi's body was a little lower, and then his feet, once again more strong, leaped to the other side of the river.

Carrying the Linxi of Zhantai shallow Tang Dynasty, it landed steadily in the slightly wet grass on the other side of the river, leaving two deep footprints, and then made another effort to rush forward at a faster speed.

In the extreme shock and incomprehension, Zhen Kuai couldn't treasure his soul power any more. The two big muscles behind him were shaking and his arms were unfolding. The whole person seemed to be a flying crane. With a crash, his tiptoe touched the calm river and aroused a bunch of water flowers. After ten breaths, Zhen Kuai went after Lin Xi.

At this time, Zhen Kuai had no knife in his hand, but when he came behind Lin Xi, he did not hesitate to use his left palm as a knife, and then he cut it towards the shallow Tang and Lin Xi of Zhantai.

"Whoa!" One voice.

The air crackles. Zhen Kuai uses his hand as his knife. His speed is not under any knife before him.

However, when Zhen Kuai's knife was cut out, his heart was already full of danger.

In his perception, a sword point appeared in front of his palm, and it was a sword point that had been absorbed in soul power and began to flow with silver light.

In principle, this is absolutely impossible, because the perception and reaction speed of the other side is absolutely impossible to be higher than him, let alone he is the one who takes the initiative to attack. However, since there is no damage to the other side's hands, it seems that all these things can not be described by common sense.

So for another moment, he snorted and gave his feet a rest. He forced his body back and bought some time for his hand knife to change its direction and not hit the tip of the sword.

However, just like knowing what he thought in his heart, the tip of the sword moved, but it appeared in front of his palm again accurately.

Zhen Kuai can no longer make adjustments, and there is no choice. In a thorough chill of heart, his palm is facing the sharp point of the sword. All the strength in his body, once and for all, bursts out between the palms and fingers of his hand.

"Boom!"

Between him and Lin Xi, a light group appeared.

For Lin Xi, there is an irresistible power between the heaven and the earth.

Lin Xi falls on his back.

In the moment when this powerful force burst out, he had taken the initiative to fall back, and had released his long sword.

So in Zhen Kuai's perception, the long sword that will pierce his palm in an instant has no power at this moment, but a dead object that has begun to fall naturally.

Because Lin Xi and Zhantai shallow Tang had fallen less than a foot from the ground at the moment of the outbreak of this force, they had avoided most of Zhen Kuai's forces.

Lin Xi's soul force, at this time, also from the body of not stingy precipitation, forward.

In the confrontation between the two forces, Albert and Zhan Tai shallow Tang 's body, like a skateboard, glides back and out.

Lin Xi made a slight murmur, and some blood came out from the corners of his mouth under the black towel.

……

Zhen quickly drops his hand and sits on the ground.

Between heaven and earth, after a loud noise just now, he was completely quiet. He was so quiet that he could hear the wind and the blood on his arm.

After stopping the slide, Lin Xi stood up quietly.

In this quiet time, Zhantai