Without waiting for him to think about it, Sui Zi'ang walked up and leaned over to catch the iron arrow with iron feathers, as if he wanted to pick him up. He said with hatred: "It's cheaper for you...it's cheaper for you...but they are not so cheap..."

Behind him, a mage wearing a black Taoist robe stood. He looked at him in his sixties or seventies, holding a small mahogany sword, and was asking a crossbow soldier what he said.

These people are the ones who ambushed in the tunnel - it is this time!

Li Bochen's hand was originally holding the iron arrow. When he saw Sui Zi'ang's hand touching Tie Yu, he suddenly shouted and pushed the arrow forward!

The iron arrow was very heavy. Even if he used all his strength, he could not wave like an ordinary spear. But he was prepared for it, and the attack was so powerful that it was slashing through Sui Zi'ang's palm, almost cutting his palm, and then slamming it firmly on his right knee.

Sui Zi'ang's armor was the heavy armor of the mansion soldier. The skirt was not long and did not protect his knees. Therefore, the iron arrow's tail hit his kneecap, and then a click sound actually knocked his legs upside down!

Sui Zi'ang let out a painful cry after a while, as if he hadn't expected Li Bochen to die and was still alive like this. If he had fallen to the ground after this painful cry a day ago, he would have fallen to the ground and trembled. But now, he didn't know what evil he was, but he glared at the wooden railing of the prison door next to him and stood firm.

Several crossbowmen reacted quickly. When they saw Li Bochen throwing the iron arrow, they grabbed the long sword beside them and stood up and pulled the trigger immediately. But Li Bochen flashed to the side, and only three crossbow arrows shot into his chest. His armor could block the iron arrows as thick as forearms, let alone these fine crossbow arrows?

Then he heard a few sounds, all of which were bounced away. One of them flew backwards on a man's face, causing the man to scream and fall backwards, blocking the few behind him, and even dropped the crossbow to the ground.

The tunnel is not wide, and it only accommodates five or six people in parallel. Although Sui Zi'ang was still standing, his legs were broken and he was using his other hand to break his legs. Li Bochen was even more shocked when he saw this scene - not only was he not afraid of the pain, but he was even more courageous.

But he knew that the first thing he should cook was the old mage behind Sui Zi'ang. At this moment, his face turned pale, his mouth was lying and his fingertips were lit up, and his fingertips were obviously trying to use magic.

He waved the knife and rushed towards the group of crossbowmen beside the wall. At this time, life and death were fighting, and he had to kill. Although the knife in his hand was not as good as the magic knife, it was also a treasure that the senior masters in Shanjun Cave. He rushed to the crossbowmen, and the sword flashed, and blood immediately splattered in front of him.

The first two subconsciously wanted to lift the crossbow to remove the grid, but the person and the crossbow were cut into two pieces. The two behind were rushing to pull the short dagger at their waists, but Li Bochen had already cut another diagonally, and the two of them also flew away. The two behind were scared and fell to the ground with a thud, crawling into the empty cell on the side.

At this time, the mage's face sterned, as if he was about to recite the last spell. Li Bochen's tongue thunder blew and shouted: "Haha!"

The tunnel was not wide, and he used his true energy again, and it was like a thunderclap! The mage was so shocked that he shivered all over and almost sat down to the ground, and his face suddenly flushed, obviously he was out of breath.

Seeing that Li Bochen was so slid, he knew that the crossbowman would definitely not be able to block him. At this time, Sui Zi'ang was pushing his legs straight, but he was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he sneered: "Okay, okay, okay, Li Bochen...you are still alive!"

The mage immediately flew back and jumped back, with his feet on the wall, and he retreated like a monkey hanging on a tree. In the blink of an eye, it floated out two or three feet.

Li Bochen did not recognize him, nor did he know whether he was really accomplice for the tiger, or whether he had to come here for love. But he could be called indecisive, but his heart was cruel when fighting, so he raised his hand and three copper coin darts flew out. But the mage was extremely flexible, and his hands and feet shook, and he avoided it in the air.

But when the copper coin dart was out of hand, Li Bochen threw out the long sword again. The mage flashed and was about to meet his sword. Then he heard a thud, and the sword was piercing his head and nailing him to the wall.

He immediately reached out and touched his waist, and pulled out a long sword. He knew that Sui Zi'ang was very strange now and had to be subdued first. He stabbed the sword first. At this time, Sui Zi'ang turned around, and did not dodge or avoid it, and came straight towards his sword. Li Bochen's heart jumped and said, "Do he want to get into the sword empty-handed?" I'm afraid he is looking for death!

Sui Zi'ang indeed reached out to grab his sword. The two were very close. Before he could touch the blade, the long sword was inserted into his chest. His chest was covered with fish-scale armor. It was probably difficult for ordinary swords to break through the armor, but this sword was not an ordinary object. Li Bochen's strength was incredibly great. He felt that he had a slight stagnation and he actually penetrated the armor!

But even so, Sui Zi'ang did not retreat. Instead, he folded his arms and wrapped his sword around him. His body turned violently - with a crisp sound, the sword broke!

He stopped again, and the broken sword was inserted into his chest and slashed it with one punch. Li Bochen hurriedly abandoned the hilt of the sword to block it, but as soon as he intersected his arm, he felt as if a heavy hammer was swung over. With another sound, both of them were bounced away by the force of this blow.

He felt his arms numb and hot. Seeing that Sui Zi'ang took two steps back before he stood firm, he couldn't help but think: Is this what it feels like when others are beaten by me?

Looking at Sui Zi'ang again, seeing his legs moving freely, his palm that had been cut by himself before was restored to its original state. He had a short sword in his chest, which should have been stabbed into his lungs, but except for his frowning, he seemed to be not injured! He stood firm, raised his hand and pulled out the broken sword and threw it on the ground, sneering: "Li Bochen, aren't you strong? How much am I better than you now!"

Listening to his words now, it seemed that he had completely changed. The half blade was pulled out of his chest, and there was very little blood on it, as if it was sucked in by his body. Li Bochen thought to himself that if he had suffered such injuries, he might not have died, but he would have been very sad for a while. But for Sui Zi'ang, it seemed that there was no impact at all... What happened in a day?

Originally, he was setting the sword behind Sui Zi'ang, but the mistake just now, the two had changed positions, and he was backing against the stone gate again, and Sui Zi'ang stood opposite.

If you want to win on the battlefield, it is best to know yourself and your enemy, but now he knows nothing about Sui Zi'ang's situation, only knowing that he is now amazingly strong, no less than himself.

At this time, Sui Zi'ang said those two words, then leaned over and hugged the iron arrow, turned around and shouted: "Don't move!"
Chapter completed!