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Chapter one hundred and seventy-three

"It's not that easy to kill me?"

Du Kewei's eyes became cruel and said that Zhu Biao just wanted him two arms, but he didn't want his life. He was kidding all his life and lost two arms. It would be better to die directly! And who would think that the other party would really let his life go after hearing this?

Pure fool, that's not?

Therefore, when a real beast is desperate, a fight between a trapped beast cannot be underestimated.

That's what Du Kewei is like.

His right arm was not fully recovered, but his left hand knife was not bad. Seeing Zhu Biao's tone and expression, he was firm and had no room for relief. When he roared, his whole person suddenly jumped into the air from the group of disciples. Then a figure flashed in the air, and rushed straight towards Zhu Biao like a sharp arrow.

"Swish..."

It was about thirty steps away. Although Du Kewei was ranked first in the famous master, his light skills were not as good as that of a ten-foot figure. When he moved, the sharp arrows that were waiting for him immediately shot up.

In the air, Du Kewei waved his sword with his left hand and his right arm swung his sleeve. His energy was like a dragon, protecting his whole body. The hundreds of sharp arrows shot from front and back were thrown away, and the remaining dozens were either swept away by the protective sword energy or were pushed away by the blade. After a round of arrows, they were completely unharmed.

"What a pity--" A hint of contempt flashed across Zhu Biao's lips.

How could there be no crossbow if there is a bow in the battle formation? In just a few dozen steps, how many people can trap a famous master without a crossbow? Although Du Kewei was injured, his skills were at least 30% of his power were useless. If he was really smart, he shouldn't have rushed to him just now, so that he could still show some of the value of becoming a famous master before he died. And now...

"Swish swish--"

The sound of the machine spring hooking, and more than ten force can penetrate the crossbow hole with armor-breaking force shot out.

Not many, only more than ten pieces.

"Dangdangdang..." Du Kewei waved his sword repeatedly to block it, and his figure in the air finally stopped helplessly.

"Swish swish--" The second round of fierce crossbow fired again.

But there are many batches.

"Swoosh..." At the same time, the second round of arrow rain was about to fall.

"Despicable and shameless, the boy of the Zhu family, dare to fight your grandfather alone?"

Duoduo swords and flowers covered the whole body, blocking sharp arrows and crossbows. Du Kewei looked angry and cursed. He was annoyed, he was angry, he hated, but he was even more afraid! If this continues, it would be bad. Even if he wins completely, it will be difficult to support it for a long time after taking turns to greet him. Moreover, the injury to his right arm has not yet healed...

However, it is not easy to escape from the cover of the arrow rain crossbow arrows? Is it relying on his disciples? Are the thirteen Quick Knife disciples who came together?

Zhu Biao will not forget them.

While greeting Du Kewei, the sharp arrows were also greeting them. How could there be only a hundred sharp arrows for more than a thousand cavalry?

The result was that the disciples were really inferior to the teacher. They blocked the sharp arrows but could not stop the crossbow arrows that were attacking. They were struggling and unable to withstand it. In a short time, three people were shot to the ground.

"Bang--" Du Kewei had no choice but to do anything, step on the ground, and with the force of force, his feet sank into the soil three or four inches.

"Wow--" The next moment, Du Kewei tried his best to step forward, and a large area of ​​dust immediately rose up. The energy of the blade was flying stirred up the dust, and the yellow earth color quickly enveloped Du Kewei's whole body.

There is such a move?

Zhu Biao's eyes were even sharper. He vaguely saw Du Kewei's body spiraling after he succeeded, and his feet spiraled into the soil, and the dust rising became even more huge and thick.

Such masters who have been trained in the world for decades are indeed extraordinary in adapting to changes.

But what if there is more loess raised? Zhu Biao talked about this time, covering shooting and carpet bombing.

Arrows continued to fall into the dust of the loess, and a crossbow arrow was still shooting in it, and the sound of clanging collisions continued. Zhu Biao's sensitive ears caught a few muffled groans that he had to endure—

Injured?

A sneer was pulled out from the corner of his mouth, he deserved it!

"ah……"

In another place, Du Kewei's back was close to him. One by one, the disciples of the Kuaidao Sect fell to the ground. These people would definitely resent Wen Chengxian and Zhong Zhuojun in their hearts, but their loyalty and friendship made them very tough. Now, no one is begging for mercy.

"Then I won't leave any one!" Zhu Tong's eyes did not relieve the murderous intent, and he was crazy and happy. Even if he had cleaned up the entire Kuaidao Gate, Zhu Qiangyi couldn't take back his shoulders.

"Puchi--"

"Click--"

One by one, the disciples of the Kuaidao Sect who fell to the ground were dismembered from the body.

"Kill--" The arrow was stopped by him, and Zhu Tongzhe led the team to rush down. He felt as if he was crazy and uncomfortable when he was not really good at killing and guns.

The only four remaining Kuaidaomen were all injured with arrows and not one of them was intact Kuaidaomen. Under the rush of hundreds of riders, the mantis, which was like a one-armed chariot blocking, was instantly crushed and crushed!

At this point, Du Kewei was the only one left in Kuaidao Sect. Yuzhe, Zhu Tong, Wen Chengxian and Zhong Zhuo, were all cooked in one pot.

"ah--"

The screams of the disciples hit Du Kewei's heart like a heavy hammer. He felt involuntarily, and a crossbow arrow immediately passed through the sword curtain. Fortunately, Du Kewei reacted quickly and immediately turned his body. The crossbow arrow penetrated into his ribs diagonally, reaching more than three inches deep.

If I hadn't tilted my body, I should have pierced my internal organs straight.

"My surname is Zhu, my Kuaidao Sect hates you Sanjiang, and is irreconcilable. Even if I turn into a ghost, I can't spare you-"

The thirteen people here, together with the seven people who died in Juyan City, and myself, the twenty-one people who went north to Yandong in Kuaidao Sect were all over. Although there were only four true disciples among the twenty disciples, four inner disciples, and the remaining twelve were all outer disciples, this was already one-tenth of the power of the entire sect. Besides, the second elder of himself...

The senior brother of the sect handed over 10% of the power of the sect to himself, and it was all over. Du Kewei felt sad and hatred in his heart. "Go to die for me-"

"Crack--" kicked the ground.

Du Kewei's eyes cried with blood, his body like an arrow wrapped around the raised loess, and he rushed towards Zhu Biao like a serpent without turning back.

Minghong Sword is the strange snake letter. The sword light swept up like a strong wind blocked all the arrows and crossbows shot from the front. On the back, he had already let go...

"Death-" The sword light with a strong blow came to Zhu Biao's head. One of the unique skills of the Kuaidao Sect, "Tornado Sword Technique", the last move of the thirty-six swords - the wind swept the world. The sword light and energy were stirred together, like a storm in its incubation. Before it had spread, a wild and violent knife intent approached Zhu Biao.

Du Kewei's burning spirit was even more vigorous. The ability to kill this enemy under the knife was his greatest desire and his last desire now.

"Do you think you are a god?"

In addition to being seriously injured, half of his body could not move. The right sword was exchanged to the left hand. Du Kewei's sword before his death was tragic and determined. The sword intent was wild and violent, but what was the power?

He is not the fifth bronze elite, and he is as powerful as his spirit. This space is not the world of martial arts of the Yellow Sect. Although he has evil martial arts like "Soul Movement**", it is more like the Golden Sect, and his spiritual power is extremely weak.

And the most important thing is that Zhu Biao's mind and nature are 100, and he can remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapses before it. How could Du Kewei's will shake his nerves?

"The Three Fate Sword of Yin Feng" is released-
Chapter completed!
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