Chapter 197： Or thoughtless

长 Elder Liu came out, then the rain turned into drizzle, glanced around and couldn't help sighing; "Nice temple building, now burned half."

"This is also no help." Someone should respond.

I saw many buildings set on fire. Although the rain had just extinguished a lot, 30% had almost been razed to the ground, the foundations of the remaining walls had been smoked black by fireworks, and the distant compartments were basically intact.

长 Elder Liu was sorrowful. In fact, he secretly gave orders. A few people have already looked forward, and said, "This time, the loss is great!"

"Yes, more than ten people were killed in the first wave of attacks, almost no enemies were killed. Fortunately, the Taoist method was cut, and the attack later killed a lot."

"Elder, you deliberately let go of it, and then broke down the death fight."

"It just fled into the underpass, waited for the hall to capture it, and then surrounded the underpass, annihilating it in one fell swoop." Elder Liu frowned, and smiled again: "They thought they could escape the past?"

Xun Zheng said, stepping on the hand of a corpse and spilling some blood, he couldn't help but step on and rub on the man's clothes. At this moment, the corpse next to him jumped out, and the sword light flashed.

反应 Elder Liu also responded extremely quickly, crushing a ring, and saw a flash of white light, which had protected the whole body. The next moment, he would cast back.

But I only heard the "swish", the sword's point penetrated, and it came out from the back of Elder Liu. Elder Liu's mouth burst out of blood, forced to look at him, and fell to the ground. Opening up, it seemed deadly.

"what!"

The people around me were all screaming and reacted in an instant: "Kill, kill this man to avenge the elders, kill!"

人 These people yelled at Pei Ziyun and rushed over. Pei Ziyun just flashed and appeared on the side of a person. This body form is actually a Taoist technique that can make him light and agile instantly. The swordsman felt dangerous and blocked his sword.

With a bang, the sword was overflowing, and the two swords intersected. The other side felt just like a powerful hammer hitting it, and suddenly fell out. Pei Ziyun said nothing, a sword stabbed in, suddenly penetrated into the body, and the swordsman was miserable. In the call, another person approached, facing a sword.

Pei Ziyun leaned sideways and backhanded a sword. The man felt only a pain in his chest and fell to the ground.

For a moment, even killing two swordsmen, the rest of them were trembling. Pei Ziyun didn't take a look at him, and rushed up. Several swordsmen had too much time to hide, and looked at each other.

Pei Ziyun's hand flashed a sword, and a clear tweet made a shallow arc, "线", but only the contact, the four arms numb, trembled, and immediately retreated.

Ke Kejian was faster, swiping across the chest and abdomen, the four of them moaned, turned over, and at this moment, Pei Ziyun suddenly felt an alarm and flashed away.

At the foot of the original, a tree vine twined towards Pei Ziyun but fell empty.

At this moment, a person rushed to the back and stabbed a sword, only to hear the "slap", the two swords intersected, Pei Ziyun's body slightly shaken, the swordsman was shocked, and then a joy, shouting: "Kill him, He has repeatedly fought, and his mental and physical strength has been weakened by more than half.

"Is it?" Below is a terrible sword light. This one immediately made people feel that they saw the real lightning. The swordsman had unavoidably shouted and greeted him.

But the sword blocked the air, and the blood spewed out, screaming, and he knelt on the ground.

"Yi" shot an arrow before avoiding it. There was another cold on his back. Pei Ziyun rolled over and was agile, without any trace of fireworks. He rolled behind a stone pillar, and then Pei Zi gasped fiercely. Attempt to recover quickly, to say the truth, tonight to fight again and again, to this day, it does look a bit exhausted.

"Pei Ziyun, although you killed the elders, but I can give you a chance to fight with a bright machine. You have to believe that we pray for the credibility of Xuanmen." After a moment of silence, a swordsman walked out and said, implying that the Taoist man casts an arrow. Hands ready.

"Pei Ziyun, do you think a pillar can resist it?" The swordsman went forward, and a vine appeared on the ground, tangled up against the stone pillar, but it fell empty.

"No one?" The swordsman was startled, looked around, shouted step by step: "Pei Ziyun, look, the mountain gates have been broken by us, you have to hide, where do you want to hide?"

"Otherwise, if you trust me to pray for Xuanmen, I believe that with your strength, you can definitely make us pray for Xuanmen to pass on. Isn't it better than fighting to die?"

"We do n’t practice hard for the sake of longevity?"

"Dead, nothing."

The night was deep and hard to see. Pei Ziyun sneered, and stood behind a stone farther, observing the ambush Taoist and archer. Depending on the angle of the arrow, the archer could probably guess the position, but the Taoist in the fine channel method was hidden. Deepest.

I usually kill myself. At this time, my state is a great threat. If I think about it, I sneak into the past, just like a cat.

"No," the swordsman thought for a moment, then looked at the distance and shouted, "Be careful of sneak attacks."

After uttering the words, I realized that I had exposed the position of the archer, and then shouted, "6 yuan, that man is here, be careful ..."

Listening to the swordsman's words, an archer flickered around the corner and was about to escape. Pei Ziyun appeared on the side of the person like a ghost and killed with a sword.

The archer at this moment of life and death, his heart was cold, lost his bow, and pulled his sword, but when the light of the sword flashed, he felt a cold heart, no pain, only a slight numbness, and he snorted and fell.

Another tree vine stretched out and tangled up to Pei Ziyun, only to wind up. Pei Ziyun held the bow and arrow with a thunderbolt, and a bang! There was a darkness, followed by a scream.

A Taoist struggled to stand up and threw himself down again.

"There is only one of you left, die!" As soon as the Taoist died, the tree rattan slackened, and Pei Ziyun swept forward, his body almost surpassed the stringed arrow, and the swordsman on the other side shouted to meet him.

"铮", followed by Ding Ding Ding several times, a touch of Jianguang broke through, silently stabbed into the throat, this personality has a voice, fell out.

"Even if I went to the mountain, I have killed eleven or two people, right?" Pei Ziyun stood still, panting, and he had already carried a little bit of his footsteps. He felt it in his arms and found a small bottle: "Fortunately, I myself Lian Bu Dan is still there.

He said, just fell down, and three of them fell down, and he chewed, and walked towards the hall that was still shouting, "In fact, there should be not many enemies in front of the hall."

"Inside and outside rounds, kill them in one fell swoop."

"Brother Pei, are you?" Just then, someone asked.

"Who, it's you, Zhang Yun?" A side hall was drilled out, the hall was half damaged, and there were broken bricks everywhere.

The two looked at each other, and Pei Ziyun asked, "What's going on?"

Looking at the killing of the hall, Zhang Yunkui whispered again: "There are dozens of people around the ancestor hall. Because of the secret passage in the hall, we use the tunnel to send away the wounded and some disciples who can not be beaten at all."

"Early summer is among them."

"How many people are there in the hall?" Pei Ziyun interrupted.

"Nine people can fight, the dozens of the wounded and the disciples who were unable to fight moved to the tunnel, but the tunnel didn't dig too far at all, so it just reached this side hall."

"I see!" Pei Ziyun immediately understood: "There are only 30 or so enemies. The gap between you and me is not big anymore. It doesn't matter if you hurt, you can hold the bow."

"Go down immediately and gather all the disciples who can hold the bow."

"I'll collect the scattered bows and arrows immediately."

"Yes!" Zhang Yun was deterred by his harsh voice, and immediately responded, rushing into the tunnel in a hurry. If there wasn't much time, more than ten people came out, all with injuries, and some blood was still flowing.

"The enemy besieged the Patriarch's Hall. I am afraid that it will be truly blissful if we break the Patriarch's Hall. Otherwise, we will not surround the Patriarch's Hall. We must kill all of them."

"Everyone takes a bow and shoots an arrow. Quickly, I will kill the enemy elder, but the enemy will react soon."

"You and I cooperated to shoot Daoists with bows and arrows. Taoists are relatively unresponsive. I don't expect them to think of a sneak attack behind us."

Pei Ziyun coldly ordered: "Just shoot three arrows, and leave the rest to me and Brother Zhang."

"And as soon as we attack, the ancestor's hall will respond. We are not alone. Now, kill!"

"Yes!"

"Boom boom!" The giant tree slammed heavily. Although the patriarch's palace was protected by the last Taoism, the door also cracked. One Taoist sneered: "It seems that the patriarch's palace of Songyunmen can't support it anymore. People must be physically and mentally exhausted, and we killed them in one fell swoop. "

"Everyone is ready!" With the orders, the remaining swordsmen, swordsmen, and Taoists all stared at the door ~ www.novelhall.com ~ to accumulate doctrine and strength, prepare for a thunder, and knock down the people inside.

At this moment, I only heard one cold voice: "Let's go!"

"The door has not been opened yet, who is ordering?" Taoist thought, but only heard a buzz, an arrow rain fell, and suddenly seven or eight people, especially Taoist screamed and fell to the ground.

"There is an enemy attack!"

"Shoot again!" Another rain of arrows flew down. This time, fewer people were shot. Only five or six people screamed at the arrows, not necessarily dead.

"Last shot!" More than ten arrows fell, and only three or four people hit arrows.

Opening the bow requires strength, and the wounded are all cracked, blood splattered, and can no longer be pulled. At this time, Pei Ziyun shouted, and took Zhang Yun to pounce in.

The nearest knife hand was cut off with a knife, this knife was fierce, but the blade screamed endlessly, Pei Ziyun had passed by, the sword light flashed, and the blood was like a spring. The man fell out.

Pei Ziyun, like a sharp knife, rushed directly into the battlefield. For a split second, the usual sight and hearing were not used at all, and without thinking, only swordsmanship was practiced based on the intuitions exercised in countless dangers.

It was strange to say that, although there was no thought, the sword waved in the past, listening only to the sound of "噗噗", and there was always a sense of physical penetration, proving that the sword had hit the target.

"It resembles the shape of a cloud, recalls the change of the wind, or thinks nothing." Only for a moment, Pei Ziyun had fully realized that he finally realized the highest accomplishment of the Shen family's thirty-seven styles in the constant fighting.

The sky was covered by dark clouds, only the fire light flickered, Zhang Yun looked stunned, and saw Jianguang and night blend into one. Instantly, five or six people fell out, splashing bleeding flowers. 8