"careful!"

Zhao Rang suddenly shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, his body dwarfed, his blouse flew up, and the Western Region saber without a scabbard at his waist was already in his hand, and he slashed dozens of knives towards the smoke-shrouded area in front of him.

The sword light condensed and never dispersed, forming an airtight net in mid-air, enveloping it forward.

Even smoke and dust are no exception.

The gravel was cut into smaller particles, and under the force of the knife, the spilled area became wider.

Zhao Rang closed his eyes slightly to prevent sand and dust from entering his eyes, and only used his ears to observe the surroundings.

Soon, three miserable howls reached his ears.

Zhao Rang heard that only two of them were real.

Anyone who has been hit by a knife will not feel pain at the first moment, and may even feel a warmth emerging from the wound.

When the pain comes like a tide, the throat has already tightened due to the severe pain, so the real screams are hoarse and intermittent. Only the fake screams will be as loud as the third one.

Zhao Rang didn't know what his purpose was in pretending to be stabbed, he just thought he was stupid.

When your vision is obscured by smoke and dust, your ears become your eyes. Any sound you make at this time will reveal your location.

With almost no need to react, Zhao Rang slashed towards his right front.

A cloud of blood exploded out of the smoke.

The fine gravel became heavy because it was stained with blood, and fell one after another, and his vision gradually returned to normal.

Jin Sanliang, who was standing at the front, saw three corpses lying behind him.

The chests of two of them were neatly split open, and their ribs and hearts were all turned into two halves.

Another person's head fell at his feet, and the blood in his chest was still bubbling out.

"Okay, let's continue walking?"

Zhao Rang slowly wiped the blood from the knife on his blouse, turned around and walked towards the team.

The corner of Jin Sanliang's mouth twitched slightly, then he took a sharp breath, punched the golden bell held by his hand three times in a row, and said with the melodious sound of the bell:
Chapter completed!