Shuttle in the TV series

Mu Sihong looked at Qi Xingshu who was lying on the ground without making a sound, and couldn't help glaring at Jiang Yi angrily, and said through gritted teeth:

"Evil thief, you are so courageous, you still dare to resist at this time."

Jiang Yi pretended to have a vain breath, his breathing felt a little weak, and he sneered forcefully:

"It's ridiculous, since you dare to fight me, you should be prepared to die."

Mu Sihong's snow-white long beard trembled for a while, and it took him a long time to calm down and regain his composure. He reminded the three Shaolin masters beside him in a deep voice:

"This man's swordsmanship is fierce, and his strikes are fierce. We can't rush forward, and we should focus on containment."

Xuanzhi and the others also understood the meaning of his words, don't confront Jiang Yi head-on, but drag Jiang Yi to consume his internal energy, making his injuries worse and his strength weakened. At that time, you will naturally find a chance to win.

Time is on their side.

"What Benefactor Mu said is very true."

The three of Xuanzhi nodded slightly, agreeing with Mu Sihong's approach.

Then the four of them surrounded Jiang Yi cautiously and kept walking around Jiang Yi. From time to time, they cautiously tried to attack, but they retreated with one blow. Once Jiang Yi was about to pursue, the other three would take action to restrain him. he.

For a moment, swords, lights and swords flickered in the arena, and the energy roared vertically and horizontally. The two sides used more than a dozen moves.

Jiang Yi's aura was indeed as expected by several people, getting weaker and weaker, and the abnormal bright red color on his face became more and more obvious, obviously the injury was getting worse.

Under the increasingly fierce offensive of the four, Jiang Yi blocked from left to right and struggled to support, but he seemed more and more reluctant, as if it would not be long before he would be completely defeated.

Xuanzhi and the others are also experienced veterans, and they didn't rush forward, but just patiently tested and attacked. It looked like he was going to grind Jiang Yi to death slowly.

On the surface, Jiang Yi made an appearance of struggling to support, and kept fighting with the four of them, but his eyes were always paying attention to Zhang Qiqiao's movements.

After seeing Zhang Qiqiao quietly withdrawing from the escort agency, he knew that the time was almost up.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, Jiang Yi gritted his teeth, and slammed Mu Sihong back with a knife. Afterwards, he let out a long roar and tried his best to withstand the siege of Xuanzhi and the other three. Hong slashed down angrily.

collapse!

Liuyunjian's sword force was cut by Jiang Yi, and the scarlet saber energy shot out, sinking into Mu Sihong's eyebrows.

Instantly beheaded Mu Sihong.

At the same time, Xuanfeng's Arhat Fist and Xuanzhi's Sumeru Mountain Palm also hit Jiang Yi's back and shoulder with a bang, making two dull bangs.

In order to let outsiders believe that he was injured, Jiang Yi deliberately suppressed the faint golden light of the golden bell, and his figure flew obliquely three feet away, and hit the ground hard.

Using his internal force, he forced out a mouthful of blood, which spurted out from his mouth.

"puff"

Leaning on the knife, Jiang Yi stood up tremblingly, as weak as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

In fact, he kept muttering in his heart: Zhang Qiqiao should do it soon, if he doesn't do it, he will soon be unable to continue acting.

"Two junior brothers, Jiang Yi has been seriously injured and has no strength to resist. Let's take him down with all our might."

Xuanzhi looked at Jiang Yi's appearance and said in a low voice.

"good."

Naturally, Xuanfeng and the yellow-faced monk had no objection and agreed.

Afterwards, the three of them displayed their unique Shaolin skills and attacked Jiang Yi.

At this moment, a low shout came.

"Do it!"

Whoosh whoosh.

More than a dozen cylindrical hidden weapons flew out from the walls on both sides of the escort agency, and fell towards the densely populated area at a high speed.

Jiang Yi's eyes were extremely sharp, and with just a glance, he could see that those hidden weapons were clearly thunderbolts, and the fuses were still sparking.

The next moment, Zhentianlei exploded in the crowd.

Boom boom boom!

For a while, blood and broken limbs flew around, screams and wailing everywhere.

The choking white gunpowder smoke filled the entire courtyard, and the scene became a mess.

"No, there is an ambush!"

"Help!"

"Who is so brave?"

Jiang Yi and the others were also thrown several thunderbolts, and the speed was extremely fast. It should be thrown by a certain master with hidden weapons.

Because Xuanfeng was not good at body skills, he was unable to dodge in time, and was sent flying horizontally, with one arm dripping with blood.

The yellow-faced monk was slashed by Jiang Yi when he was retreating, and blood flowed from his thigh.

Jiang Yi and Xuan Zhi easily avoided the bombardment of Zhen Tianlei without any injuries.

In the white gunpowder smoke, Jiang Yi swung his knife casually, knocking down the arrows that were aimed at him one by one, and took out a Shiquan Dabu pill with his left hand and put it in his mouth.

Having experienced the previous battles, his internal strength has been depleted a lot. Without the help of the elixir, he might not be able to sustain the next battle.

Just when many people in the martial arts were caught off guard by the thunder that suddenly threw them, a lot of Heisha dead soldiers appeared on the walls on both sides of the Escort, each of them still held a bow and arrow in their hands.

Because of the gunpowder smoke in the arena, they couldn't aim, but they didn't need to aim, they just had to shoot at the crowded place.

Crash crash crash.

The bowstring vibrated, and the arrows fell like rain.

The sharp arrows shot out with a sharp whistling sound, pierced into the white gunpowder smoke, and pierced into the bodies of each martial artist, bringing up a splash of blood.

There were screams and howls again.

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated slowly, there were corpses strewn all over the courtyard, and the strong smell of blood rushed to the face, which was extremely pungent.

"kill!"

Following an order, the group of Heisha dead soldiers pulled out their steel knives, rushed into the courtyard, and slashed and killed the remaining martial arts practitioners.

Several Heisha dead men even swallowed the secret medicine that stimulated their potential, and became infinitely powerful, fearless of pain, and extremely brave in killing people.

The courtyard of the Zhenwei Escort instantly turned into a chaotic battlefield.

At the same time as the order sounded, a black figure with a dark gold mask flashed suddenly, appeared in a corner of the courtyard, and slapped Zhang Tao with a palm.

Zhang Tao was frowning tightly, looking at the sudden appearance of those black evil warriors, facing the sudden palm of the masked man, he forced his internal force to meet him with a palm.

"boom."

It exploded with violent force.

After all, Zhang Tao was injured and his strength dropped greatly, so he couldn't block the palm.

puff.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, took two steps back, and slammed into the wall behind him with a bang, cracking the wall.

However, he also recognized the identity of the masked man through the confrontation just now, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed:

"It's you!"

A majestic sword energy slashed out like lightning, and Zhang Tao's voice stopped abruptly.

Pooh!

Zhang Tao, who was seriously injured, had no time to react. He was hit by the extremely sharp sword energy, and his head rolled off.

same moment.

Two figures, one white and one black, flashed suddenly, swift as arrows, passing a distance of more than ten steps in an instant, and the two long swords pierced the "severely injured" Jiang Yi with a shrill scream.

It was Qin Sirong who had been lying in wait for a long time and the last of the four demons of the Western Regions: the bat demon.

Qin Sirong's sword light was snow white, like a pool of autumn water, extremely quiet, killing silently.

The bat demon's movement is erratic, with a hazy phantom, which makes people unpredictable. His sword light has a penetrating green color, which is obviously smeared with terrible poison.

Jiang Yi looked at the two swiftly approaching sword lights, his eyes flickered with a stern sharpness: Zhang Qiqiao's subordinates have finally made a move, and he doesn't have to act any more.

Vigorous internal force roared and surged through the meridians, and then surged into the black plume knife in his hand.

boom!

Just when the two sword lights approached within three feet of Jiang Yi, the crimson saber energy slowly rose like a big sun, emitting dazzling light and scorching flames.

Feeling the violent, ferocious, and domineering aura in Jiang Yi's saber aura, Qin Sirong and the bat demon couldn't help but a look of fright flashed in their eyes:

"not good!"