Miao Cheng raised his sword and cut off the white-haired machete in his hand. He turned the hilt of the sword and stabbed it diagonally towards the human-animal joint.

This white hair is very powerful. The sword in its left hand is gone, and the sword in its right hand is held vertically to block the water rainbow. It is really not stupid. It doesn't dare to use the blade or its back. It uses the blade with the largest impact area.

But it still underestimated the human being in front of it.

Miao Cheng's Sizhen Dao Qi spurted out from the body of the Shuihong sword. Bai Maoying could not hold the sword steadily, and the sword slammed into the human body. The overwhelming force did not end before the impact, causing the body to fall backwards and overturn.

The three-headed red-haired hero stopped just now.

Over there, Miao Cheng had forced another white hair away, and now his legs were connected, kicking the third white hair in the chest.

This white-haired Yingzhao suffered a direct blow. Miao Cheng's three consecutive legs were like wooden beams used to strike a bell, but Baimao's chest was not as strong as a bronze bell. With three clicks, seven or eight ribs were broken, and one of them was not deflected.

Without leaning, the heart was pierced, and the white-haired corpse fell to the sky.

The white-haired Yingzhao controls red, brown, and gray hairs, and its status is second only to the very rare golden-haired Yingzhao. They were forced away by Miao Cheng in almost one move, and one of them died tragically. This made the besieging Qi Jun

Many heroic moves have temporarily fallen into dead silence.

In such a gap, Feng Zhanshan had rescued Qi Jun and jumped onto the rock. Ten Dazhenguan experts behind him surrounded him for protection. Miao Cheng did a backflip and returned to his formation, steadily retreating towards the rocky mountain.

When they reached the steps on the mountainside, everyone just breathed a sigh of relief. Qi Jun had just broken through the formation and was exhausted, and almost suffered a vicious attack from Bai Maoying. Now he relaxed and felt that his muscles and bones were sore and soft, and his mind was confused for a while.

Passed out.

Miao Cheng was surprised and happy to see Qi Jun, and personally transferred his Qi to him. When his eyes regained their sparkle, the first words out of his mouth were: "Yun Feixue is still down there!"

Miao Cheng jumped up and looked around. Where could he see Yun Feixue's shadow? He only knew that all the monsters were gathered at the foot of the mountain, preparing to attack. With Yun Feixue's skill and agility, it was expected that nothing would be serious.

He leaned over to comfort Qi Jun: "Don't worry, she has escaped. It won't be too late to find her after we clear the siege."

Qi Jun quickly pointed to the unconscious clone: ​​"Is he dead or not?"

Feng Zhangshan tested the clone's breath: "The living ones are just unconscious!"

Qi Jun looked at Miao Cheng: "Whether everyone can get out of trouble depends on this person!"

Miao Cheng didn't know why, and just as he was about to ask, the monster attack at the foot of the mountain began.

All Yingzhao, Xie Mei, and Fu Xi all received instructions from Clone Joseph and desperately wanted to save him, so they rushed to fight at all costs, and the Lei soldiers at various passes suddenly became unable to hold on.

"I'll go down first to help with the defense, so you can have a rest!"

Miao Cheng led all the knights to defend everywhere, leaving only Qi Jun and the unconscious clone.

Qi Jun stood up with support, flexed his muscles, and felt that his strength had recovered a lot. He thought about going to help, but he was afraid that something would go wrong if the clone was left unattended, so he could only stand here and stare.

He looked at the disciples of Ting Lei, and saw that almost all of them were dissatisfied. They all fought bravely to kill the enemy, and their formations were not disordered at all. The dissatisfaction in his heart immediately disappeared.

Let's look at the knights of Da Zhen Guan, flying rocks from far away, poking and slashing at close range, every move is strict and close, and they cooperate with each other to advance and retreat in a well-founded manner. It is really the style of a great sect.

I wanted to find Miao Cheng to see how majestic he was in taking on the Hanguang Pavilion alone, but the rocks blocked him and I couldn't see him.

He wanted to find Yun Feixue, but if he left her behind and tried to be a hero again, he might scold her in some way, but he could not find her in the vast sea of ​​grass.

Don't let anything happen to you!

While I was in a trance, a strong wind suddenly sounded behind my head, and all the hair on my neck exploded, followed by a roar that was almost in my ears.

Years of hard study and practice have spontaneously worked in times of crisis.

Almost out of instinct, Qi Jun used the "hide in the stirrup" move, and his body tilted and fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, five sharp thorns slashed at the back of his head, because he had taken off his turban and wrapped it with red medicine.

, the hair had long been scattered, and this time a piece of hair was scratched away from the back of the head, causing the scalp to ache.

Qi Jun reacted quickly and rolled on the spot. When he stood up again, he already had the golden sword in his hand. When he saw the situation clearly, he no longer cared about whether he had strength or whether he was safe or in danger.

The Jumang that sneaked up on Qi Jun circled eastward. There was one in the north that swooped down on Qi Jun again, followed closely by a third one.

Purple Star humans are still in the agricultural civilization, and are firmly imprisoned in the macroscopic two-dimensional space of the earth's surface by the gravity of the Purple Star. Once an enemy appears in the macroscopic three-dimensional space, regardless of combat power, the fear in the genes has sapped the will to fight. Therefore, the fear in the genes has sapped the will to fight.

On the Purple Star battlefield, monsters like the Demon Army Jumang, the Baiyue Golden Eagle, and even the Green Ostrich with excellent jumping performance can deal a huge blow to the opponent.

After all, Qi Jun was someone who had dealt with Ju Mang three or five times, and he was very skilled in martial arts. But when he saw Ju Mang swooping down again, his heart still trembled. He was frightened by the fierce demonic flames, and his movements were actually half a beat slower.

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In the midst of the lightning and flint, Jumang's steel claws had caught his face. The golden knife hurriedly wiped it upwards, half blocking and half cutting. He was not sure whether the sharp golden knife could cut Jumang's claws.

Jumang suddenly retracted his steel claws, flapped his giant wings, and hovered in front of Qi Jun's head for a moment. Then he retracted his wings, explored his claws, and scratched the back of Qi Jun's head diagonally.

Qi Jun should also be unlucky. Normally, he would have been able to avoid this claw by lowering his head. But in the past, his hair was tied up. Today, his hair was loose. Just by lowering his head, his hair rose up again. This time, I said:

Mang grabbed it and pulled it, and a large lock of hair was pulled out. The pain made Qi Jun "ouch", and he touched the back of his head with his hand, which was covered with sticky blood.

Qi Jun lost his temper at first, and struck back three times, all using the sharp moves of "Lingxiao Sword Technique". He jumped up and down and chased Gou Mang onto a convex rock. But he had two legs.

A walking person could never catch up with Jumang who flew high as he flapped his wings, barely leaving behind a few of the monster's feathers. The rest flying in the sky were all his own broken hair.

He turned around to defend the third Jumang, but the expected surprise attack did not come. Looking closely, he saw that Jumang was grabbing the unconscious enemy leader. He suddenly realized that he and everyone else had fallen into the monster's trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

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He didn't care about the wound on the back of his head, and with a loud roar, "Horse Treads on a Flying Swallow" got up and rushed towards the clone at an angle against the stone wall.

Jumang had already caught the target, and with a flick of his legs and wings, he lifted off the ground.

If the current distance and speed were maintained, Jumang would have already flown out of reach by the time Qi Jun rushed over. In desperation, the "Flying Knife Jue" was put on his wrist, and the golden knife came out, hitting Jumang's face directly.

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The golden sword whistled in the wind, as fast as a crossbow and as powerful as an iron spear, and it instantly pierced the door of Jumang's face.

Ju Mang shrank his wings and fell down to avoid the knife. He wanted to flap his wings again, but suddenly his feet sank. Qi Jun jumped up and grabbed the ankle of Joseph Clone. The weight of a big man fell down, and Ju Mang almost threw his leader to the ground.

Open, in panic, the steel claws tightened three times, and the two giant wings flapped with all their strength.

How could Qi Jun let it fly away? He held the clone's ankles with his hands and swung his legs back. Then he exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and his body shot upwards. He kicked Jumang's belly with his toes. Jumang's claws were unable to do anything.

To resist, you can only fight with giant wings.

It is said that Qi Jun's leg skills have the power to break stone monuments. Most warriors have to dodge or release their strength. Only those with high internal strength dare to receive his kick. Who knows that he is in mid-air with nowhere to use his kicks?

It could only have 50% of its strength, and Jumang's pair of giant wings were so powerful that it actually blocked him.

But with such a delay, Jumang had no time to flap his wings, and the monster and the two fell towards the stone wall. The monster was so panicked that it flapped its giant wings rapidly.

Qi Jun failed with one move, so he used a cruel move. He stretched his legs in the air, twisted his waist, and rotated his body with his legs. He used all the strength in his hands to twist the clone's legs and feet. He shouted, "Come down."

", trying to twist the clone away from the bird's claws, but Jumang refused to let go, and his body actually twisted half a circle.

Qi Jun saw that this strategy worked and twisted it three more times. Just when he was about to succeed, the two swords that were flying high swooped down again, and four steel claws came forward and two behind to grab him.

Qi Jun curled up and huddled close to the clone, avoiding the attack of the first Jumang. The second Jumang had already grabbed at his vest, and now he could hardly avoid it.

In the crisis, he tightened his legs around the clone's waist, released his ankles with his hands, took away his two shoes, and stuffed the two smelly shoes into Jumang's paws between the lightning and flints. Jumang was stupid.

, thinking that he had caught the flesh, he pulled hard, grabbed the two shoes and slid them to the side.

Qi Jun's legs were hooked tightly, and his body drew a semicircle. When he stood up again, his hands had already crossed the clone's body and tightly grasped the weight-bearing Jumang's ankles. He pulled a claw with both hands, and his physical strength of a thousand pounds burst out with a cry.

When he came out, he only heard a dull "click", and Jumang's foot bones were forcefully broken by him.

Now Jumang could no longer care about the clones. He loosened his claws and left the two of them behind, screaming and flying far away.

Due to Qi Jun's entanglement, the load-bearing Jumang never flew very high, because the height of its fall was not very high. Qi Jun hugged the clone, looked at three large rocks scattered around, and prepared to cushion the three falls.

Just when he was about to land, there was a loud sound of wind behind him, and then his body sank, and there was a sharp pain in his waist. It was cut off by another awn, and the sharp armor of his left claw dug deeply into the soft flesh of his waist and ribs. This time, he was impartial.

Just as he was pricking on the belt pulse, as if tapping an acupuncture point, Qi Jun's left side suddenly felt sore and weak.

You must not let your whole body weight hang on the left waist, otherwise you will have to injure the meridians and muscles. Qi Jun's right hand can still move, he grabbed back, grabbed a bunch of coarse hair on Gou Mang's belly, and slightly pressed it against his waist

Severe pain.

Now Qi Jun had no power to fight back and could only let others slaughter him. Ju Mang led the two of them to fly higher and higher, and they were about to fly over the top of the stone mountain.

Suddenly there was a clear whistle.

A gray figure quickly swam up the mountain peaks, like a Ruoling ape and a macaque, and its speed was no less than that of Jumang.

Miao Cheng had already grabbed five pebbles with his right hand, and he jumped up one at a time. The pebbles hit the door in front of Jumang with a hissing sound, and he controlled the speed of its ascent until he reached the top of the mountain.

Taking two vertical steps, he flicked his feet with all his strength on the edge of the cliff. His body floated up, and he pulled out a water rainbow that shone with cold light with one hand, directly looking into Jumang's eyes.

Ju Mang suddenly burst out with wild force, his giant wings flapped continuously, and he jumped three feet higher. If Miao Cheng thrust out his sword again, it would hit Qi Jun. He put back his sword and touched his left arm, but the pirate's hook was not missed.
Chapter completed!