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At the same time as he heard the sound, Zong Sijun activated the shield around him again, and the frictional sound of the metal chopping on the shield made his heart beat faster and faster.

If the reaction was slower, it would be his own neck that was chopped off.

Accompanied by the after-fear is the belated raging anger.

Who is it that dares to lay hands on me? !
He circulated his aura, and the solid shield stayed on to protect his vitals. He turned his head to look at the sneak attacking enemy, a girl in her teens.

Facing Shang Zong Sijun's gaze, Wen Yu frowned, with a slightly disappointed tone: "It's a pity that I couldn't kill you with one move."

"Hmph," Zong Sijun narrowed his eyes and found that Wen Yu's strength hadn't reached the foundation, he was relieved, and at the same time he was even more angry at Wen Yu's provocative behavior, "It turns out that you are helping them, but that's all gone."

After all, neither side has the intention of continuing to communicate. Waiting for the enemy to be subdued, there is plenty of time for torture.

Zong Sijun drew out the long spear behind his back, stood on the horse, and shot towards Wen Yu's position vigorously under his feet, but his mount couldn't bear it and hit the ground with a hissing sound.

Wen Yu blocked with a sword, and the blade collided with the tip of the spear. The force from the opponent made her take a few steps back, her wrist numb.

"Chong-"

Wen Yu turned her wrist and let go of her last strength. The long sword in her hand rubbed against the spear obliquely, sparking, and slashed towards Zong Sijun's palm holding the weapon.

Zong Sijun didn't retreat when he saw this, and when the blade hit his palm, there was a sound of metal collision, and the flesh-colored palm was now covered with a layer of golden light.

It was his most proficient "Golden Shield Technique".

At this time, the distance between the two was getting closer, Zong Sijun didn't want to let go of the opportunity, he let go of the spear with the palm of the golden light and grabbed Wen Yu's long sword, and the other hand gathered strength to hit Wen Yu's abdomen.

"No Phase Fist."

Wen Yu reacted quickly, let go of the long sword, held Zong Sijun's wrist, and did not blindly resist. Her strength was not as strong as Zong Sijun's, so she just kicked the opponent's stomach, because the legs were longer than the arms, On the contrary, Wen Yu came later, using his strength to stay away from Zong Sijun, adjusted his posture in the air, and avoided the punch.

The two sides opened up the distance again, Wen Yu's spiritual consciousness was covered, and the bandits survived the first wave of raids, and they had come to their senses, except for some who were injured by falling into the pit and were injured or killed by fireball and water archery. The remaining about 60 people quickly adjusted and formed a formation to move forward.

During the process, Erya and Xiao Gouzi harassed with the youth army, and the vines entangled and tripped several people, and even their companions around them were pulled down. At this time, the brewing fireball technique will take the opportunity to launch.

The bandits had to send out a few people to deal with the young army, but the young army who had applied the wind travel technique easily flung them away, and still had enough energy to entangle the bandits with a few vines to disrupt the enemy's formation when they fought hand-to-hand with the villagers.

Makes it impossible to guard against.

But there is a gap in hard power. The spiritual power of the first level of Qi training can't support a few spells, and the villagers will inevitably start to get injured or even die.

It was also Fan Renkai's pre-war teachings that played a role. After the injured villagers found out that they could not hold on after an assessment, they retreated decisively to preserve their vitality.

This increased the pressure on others, especially Boss Xu and Chen Datie, who performed exceptionally well.

Wei Jin still had a sword intent of Wen Yu in his hand, but the opponent maintained a stable formation during the battle, the team was not dense, and it was mixed with his own companions, so the effect of using it rashly may not be good.

If this continues, failure is certain.

Wen Yu's heart sank, and he looked at Zong Sijun with killing intent written all over his eyes.

It must be resolved as soon as possible.

At this time, both of them held their weapons again, and Zong Sijun's expression was very solemn. After some testing, he found that although the strength of this little girl had not reached the foundation, she could fight back and forth with him.

However, he sneered in his heart. He was not in a hurry, but the other party would definitely panic if he dragged on. When the subordinate finished dealing with the other party's companions, a group of people would surround and kill her, and she couldn't run away even if she wanted to.

Due to the change of mentality, Zong Sijun did not insist on attacking, but paid more attention to defense.

Highlight one word, steady!

Wen Yu couldn't help him dragging on. After retreating with one blow, he didn't continue to attack, and closed his eyes under Zong Sijun's suspicious gaze.

A sword cultivator initially pursues moves, then ponders sword qi, and finally achieves his own sword intent. Everyone has their own unique sword intent.

The momentum around Wen Yu was like a storm, and the Jingzhe Sword in her hand kept making sword sounds, responding to Wen Yu.

The string of vigilance in Zong Sijun's heart couldn't stop beating, he clenched the spear tightly in his hand.

No, she cannot be allowed to deliver this blow.

Zong Sijun stomped on the ground vigorously, his heavy body was very flexible under the blessing of body skills, he rushed one foot in front of Wen Yu in the blink of an eye, and his aura surged all over his body, and the afterimage of the spear was waving.

Gust Thousand Blades Spear.

The defensive one became Wen Yu, she shrank into an inch, and disappeared from Zong Sijun's sight in an instant with her body skills. Zong Sijun, who sensed the crisis, immediately interrupted the move, endured the force of backlash, retracted the gun and turned around, blocking the attack.

The lightness of the force made him suspicious, but when he took a closer look, it was a wooden stick thrown casually. Zong Sijun wanted to chase it again, but Wen Yu had already fully charged.

The big move is a little bad, the power is too long.

Wen Yu opened his eyes, and the moonlight around him seemed to be a little more condensed, and the silver frost was like practice, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sword light or the moonlight.

The eyes are full of silver and practice for three thousand miles, and one sword is frosty and cold for fourteen states.

Zong Sijun saw the mighty sword intent coming towards him, and hurriedly turned all the shields in front of him, and at the same time activated the Blast Thousand Blade Spear again, hoping to block the blow.

He could see that as long as he could withstand the blow, Wen Yu could only let him deal with him after exhausting all his strength.

His sight was filled with sword light, and Zong Sijun was so focused on resisting that he didn't notice that Wen Yu's figure disappeared in place.

"Pfft."

Several ice arrows were fired at the same time, and with the blessing of the wind travel technique, the move was launched silently, instantly penetrating every vital point.

Zong Sijun turned his head in disbelief, the light of the sword in front of him flitted lightly, except for the moment when he swung his robe, he had no attack power at all.

And in order to resist this false attack, his shields were concentrated in front of him, leaving nothing behind him.

"you are mean"

Zong Sijun didn't expect that he would be defeated in this way. Before he fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, with an expression of reluctance to die.

"Thank you for the compliment."

If you really use your sword intent, it's not impossible to kill, but just as Zong Sijun thought, Wen Yu will lose his fighting power after forcing it out, and if he wins, he won't have the energy to take over another battlefield.

So she chooses to fight without tiresome deceit, and make a fool of herself.

Seeing Zong Sijun fell to the ground, Wen Yu threw the Jingzhe sword from a distance to make up the knife, and after confirming that Zong Sijun was dead, he approached and drew the sword, and left immediately without stopping.

Sorry, I have to catch the next one, I'm very busy.

Once the leader died, Wen Yu's combat strength was still there, and victory was within his grasp, within easy reach.

Wen Yu was not in a hurry, called Fan Renkai over, gave some instructions, and then used his strength to control the field, driving the bandits to feed the villagers.

Free sparring, no need for nothing.

In the end, Fan Renkai expressed that it was too late, that today's content was enough for them to digest before stopping, and cooperated with the villagers to easily deal with the bandits.

Fan Renkai, who had witnessed everything, was glad that he surrendered in time.

Wen Yu kept two captives who looked like they were not low in status to get information.

It was almost early morning when the battle ended, and the people who had been tossing all night without rest were exhausted, lying on the ground regardless of their appearance, and regardless of whether they had crushed the corpse or broken limbs of some unlucky person.

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Wei Jin and Xu Laoer couldn't do this. They directed the people who could still move to clean the battlefield, make up for the knife, search for the corpse, dig the pit;

It's almost like doing something again a few hours ago.

Everyone is familiar with the way, even the person who was lying down just now struggled to get up.

After a night of fighting, you have to take a look at the spoils first.

The Youth Army performed very well in this battle, and the appearance of orders and prohibitions successfully made everyone change their views on them. Therefore, Erya and Xiao Gouzi brought people together to clean up the battlefield, and discussed with Xu Laoer that the Youth Army should also Participate in the distribution of loot.

It is not a reward based on the head as a child in the family, but a complete one, and those who participate in the battle will get a share that should belong to them according to their merits.

Second Xu agreed.

Wen Yu dragged the two captives into the corner, because they kept yelling at each other or waiting for an opportunity to attack them because they didn't cooperate after being captured. Their mouths were gagged and their hands and feet were firmly bound.

Wen Yu, who had originally planned to torture them with a loud voice, lost his patience. The two men's moves were vicious and sophisticated in the battle. Obviously, they had a lot of lives in their hands, so Wen Yu changed his mind and planned to search for the soul directly.

For monks with strong spiritual consciousness, they can forcibly enter the sea of ​​consciousness of those with weak spiritual consciousness to search for souls to obtain corresponding information.

It's just that the other party will be very painful during the soul search process, and there is a high probability that they will become fools after the end, and there is a small probability that they will not be able to withstand this force and die directly.

Cultivators with certain status in the cultivation world will have special magic weapons to protect the sea of ​​consciousness, or the elders of the sect will arrange means to resist the attack of spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness of potential children.

This is also to prevent the secrets of the family and sect from being revealed after the disciple dies.

Naturally, there are not so many means in this world, and Wen Yu can easily search for souls.

In order to prevent the screams of the two from attracting the attention of the villagers, she first set up a soundproof formation.

"what--"

There was a sharp scream, but it was trapped in a space and could not be transmitted, so that the man fell to the ground and writhed, tears streaming down his face, and the rope tied to his body became tighter and tighter.

With the end of the soul search, the shouts of the two stopped, and they both fell silent.

Wen Yu compared the two people's memories and summed up the information. They were all sent by the King of Wu. There are more than a dozen teams in this way. matter.

The feudal lords are not vegetarians either. There are agencies in the territory that are responsible for monitoring and snooping. Once they are discovered, they will be wiped out.

Although King Wu's territory is remote, he has already reached this position. Who doesn't want to go one step further, so he took the initiative to contact the nearby cultivation sect, promising to lure them, and the two sides will cooperate.

The two of them don't know the specific content of the cooperation, and the monks sent never mention their sects, but they will take the initiative to teach them some simple breathing methods to strengthen their bodies.

But exercises are absolutely not taught.

In the beginning, they sent people to hunt them down because Wen Yu and his party might have discovered their tracks, and they were afraid of being accused. After knowing that all the people they sent were wiped out, Zong Sijun brought the whole team to take revenge.

Unexpectedly, I still gave the other party a head.

After sorting out the ins and outs of the matter, Wen Yu withdrew the soundproof array, told Wei Jin and Xu Laoer all the information she had obtained, and asked them to analyze the situation, while she went straight to the position where she was fighting Zong Sijun.

The monks from the sect should have a lot of good things on them!
Wen Yu: Rub your hands together, looking forward to it.

Now is happy time.

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Note:
Waking Sword: A poor little girl who has chosen a name long ago but has been called "Sword" because of the author's bad memory.