Chapter 29
Jiang Longluoma didn't see the specific details of the battle clearly, and was even more amazed that Yan Ming could defeat one of them with one against three!
Just now he said that Yan Ming couldn't hold on for too long, and he didn't expect to be slapped in the face so soon.

The fight between Yan Ming and the three of them seemed complicated, but in fact, it was only within a few breaths, and Jiang Longluoma barely got out of trouble, and did not have time to support.

This little catcher is so fierce, where did he come from?

Why never heard of it?
The scene where Zhao Guiyuan hit the ground heavily and raised dust also fell into the eyes of the other bandits.

Originally, the bandits were attacking so fiercely that the convoy guards were almost overwhelmed, and the formed formation was gradually losing shape.

The battle wasn't long, but it was brutal.

More than half of the convoy guards were killed or injured.

Bandits wear uniform simple armor, and each of their attacks needs to mobilize more internal force than usual to knock them into the air or severely injure them.

Also beware of crossbow arrows sneak attack.

The bandits were also in the hands of this group of convoy guards, killing or injuring seven or 80 people.

Fortunately, these [-] bandits were all elite brought out by Zhao Guiyuan, and they could barely hold on.

If it were ordinary bandits and bandits, they would have collapsed and fled in the face of this battle damage.

But when the bandits saw the scene where Zhao Guiyuan was wounded and fell to the ground, their offensive slowed down immediately, as if adding the last straw.

"It's not good, the master of the village is dead!"

"Master Dazhai was beaten to death by this eagle-claw grandson!"

"Damn it, don't move around, who said the master of the village is dead!"

"Don't retreat, keep attacking!"

"Run!"

All of a sudden, there were all kinds of things to say, and some of the bandits even started to flee in fear.

They ran back and collided with the bandits who were pressing forward, adding to the confusion.

"Grandma, who is talking nonsense and cursing me!"

A fierce voice came, and then Zhao Guiyuan's body came out from the smoke.

However, now Zhao Guiyuan is covered in dust, his face is distorted, and several shocking blood holes are broken on his shoulder blades, bleeding rushingly.

"Keep running! Runaways die!"

Zhao Guiyuan pointed at the batch of goods with the golden thread big ring knife, and shouted sharply.

But now, Jiang Long and Luo Ma have also broken free from the shackles of those weird guys.

There are not many black lotus blood servants, only seven or eight of them.

Seeing the bandits rushing, Jiang Longluoma swept out with a knife.

A dozen bandits flew out immediately.

Ordinary people like them are still not enough to look at in front of Qi and blood warriors.

At this time, the fighting sounds in mid-air became more and more intense.

Just after Yan Ming beheaded Zhao Guiyuan, before he had time to take advantage of the victory and pursue him, he was driven back into mid-air by Dian Hong and Bao Xiang, fighting and leaving.

Although Yanming has a protection period of immunity to attack, it should be used sparingly, and good steel should be used on the edge of the knife.

At this time, it was past midnight, and the chance that Yan Ming lost in fighting with Tie Shou yesterday had already been made up again.

Yan Ming scanned the interface in his mind, and found that a little bit of red and Baoxiang had joined forces to attack just now, and there was a slight gap in time, which destroyed his two chances of being immune to attacks.

Now there are only eight left.

"let me help you!"

Yan Ming backed away from Bao Xiang's wave of sharp knives, and Luo Ma flew forward, blocking a little red.

Below, Jiang Long fights with the injured Zhao Guiyuan.

"roll!"

A little red has already become popular, and he who has always boasted of being exquisite, unexpectedly burst into foul language rarely.

The long sword swept across, and the sword light poured down like a waterfall, forcing Luo Ma to retreat temporarily.

A little red is regretting it now, she would have known that she would not provoke this little policeman.

The task he received was to assist Zhao Guiyuan in grabbing things.

As long as the things are in Zhao Guiyuan's hands, his work is considered complete, and what happens next has nothing to do with him.

Unexpectedly, the little policeman who thought he could take care of things at will turned the situation into such a mess.

Luo Ma focused on receiving the sword move from Dian Hong, thinking of helping Yan Ming to share the pressure.

Suddenly, a cry for help was heard from below.

He looked down and saw that several bandits had already killed the chariot and were about to move the boxes on it.

These things are of great importance, nothing can go wrong!
Without even thinking about it, Luo Ma turned down and swung his knife to kill the bandit who had climbed up the box.

Looking up, I saw Yidianhong attacking Yanming again, but on his side, a few iron chains thrown by Yanming flew towards Yidianhong.

Luo Ma recognized that this was a chain that ordinary police officers would wear to arrest criminals, and it was usually made of fine steel.

But this can be used to throw locks for ordinary people, isn't it useless to try to deal with a little red?
Sure enough, even a little bit of red was noticed, and he didn't even look at it, and made a backhand sword.

The sharp sword energy broke all the first few iron cables.

I was still sneering in my heart, with such a small gadget, do you still want to lock yourself up?

However, there was a noise of rubbing, and a little red turned around in surprise.

It was discovered that one of the thin, old and inconspicuous chains was not broken, but rubbed against the sword energy, and flew crookedly towards a little red.

"what?"

Little Red felt strange, what material is this chain made of?

Can resist his own sword energy?

But I didn't take it seriously at all.

The iron chain was hit continuously by the sword energy, and it lost all strength, and the aim was also deflected. It was thrown limply by inertia, like a broken hemp rope, without any threat.

A little red figure dodges, trying to escape.

He never expected that when this unremarkable iron chain passed by, he suddenly came to life like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

He made a sharp turn in the air and came towards a little red sticker.

A little Hong Daqi, the sword in his hand was precisely picked on the chain.

This is completely a subconscious reaction of a little red.

But a more miraculous picture appeared, the iron chain seemed to have spirituality.

The moment it came into contact with the tip of the sword, it suddenly attracted the whole of it, and climbed up along the long sword, directly touching a little red wrist.

"What is this stuff?"

A little red scalp tingling!

He has a serious obsession with cleanliness, and he usually has to wipe the tables and stools clean before touching them.

If you come out to carry out this half-day task, you have to find a place to stay and rest, wash and bathe.

After being touched by this unknown thing, a little red is like getting an electric shock, and the whole person is not well.

A little red sword's momentum was suddenly interrupted, and it desperately waved away.

But the iron chain had already curled up automatically, and it rolled up in circles like a snake, entangled its prey.

The harder a little red struggles, the tighter this thing gets.

One arm was quickly restrained.

With the tightening of the chains, a little red felt that the true energy in her body was not flowing smoothly, and her figure suddenly fell down.

Yan Ming's eyes lit up when he was rushing.

"The dragon-binding rope really works!"

Unexpectedly, the first time it is used in actual combat, it will play such a miraculous effect.

As long as it is stained, it is better than a little red and you can't get rid of it.

However, when Yan Ming raised his hand, a loophole appeared, and he was also attacked by Bao Xiang.

A few streaks of blood rushed towards him, and he couldn't resist, hitting his body.

The familiar feeling from before reappeared.

The moment the attack reached his body, a magical force helped him block it.

In my mind, the number of immune attacks decreased by two more times, leaving only six times.

Baoxiang's blood knife is too tricky and fast, which is the result of Yan Ming's body skills pushed to the limit and trying to dodge as much as possible.

This is the dilemma of fighting more with less, blindly fleeing means that it is impossible to win.

But if you take the risk of attacking one of them, you will inevitably be stretched, and you will encounter the danger of attacking from another direction.

Baoxiang saw that his blood knife technique had already hit Yanming, but it was strange again, without causing any waves.

The Great Monk is not calm at all!
The gaze that looked at Yan Ming was no longer arrogant, but full of surprise!

Even if a master-level powerhouse comes, it is impossible for his body to resist his own attack without any reaction!

And it's obviously not a horizontal exercise.

This guy is so wicked!
(End of this chapter)

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