God said the world

Chapter 281

Looking at the players approaching him step by step, Yijian Fenghou had a look of contempt on his face. No matter how many people like this, they can only do such low-level things.

No matter how much he hated such a person in his heart, Yijian Fenghou had to be forced back step by step.

The sword that was wounded madly by the sword, although not fatal, disrupted all his internal energy. If he hadn't exhausted all the strength that was finally gathered together to use the sword of Yuanshen, the result would be different.

The torrential rain in the pear blossom needle.

Thousands of swords of armor-piercing arrows are fired together.

Many people have been focusing on Yijian Fenghou, but they have forgotten that there are three people in the Juyi League. Everyone has the same idea. As long as there is no sword god, the three people in the Juyi League are not enough. One spit would have drowned all three of them.

What they never expected was that someone they didn't care about would suddenly attack.

Fufeng Liuxing switched to armor-piercing arrows, and shot at the players surrounding Yijian Fenghou like a blanket. Although the power of this armor-piercing arrow is not great, it is better than it can penetrate and shoot at other people one after another. The second is to cover Yu'er.

After a shower of arrows, many people felt as if they were bitten by a mosquito. They looked at the place where they were bitten strangely, but were surprised to find that it was not a mosquito, but a needle. blackened.

Then, many people covered their necks with their hands, their expressions were very painful, as if they were swallowed by something, and finally their eyes turned white, and their seven orifices bled to death.

Being suddenly attacked by two people, five or six thousand players were killed in an instant.

It doesn't matter how powerful Fufeng Liuxing and Yu'er are. As long as these players are too dense, some people will be directly fatally shot by Fufeng Liuxing's arrows. It is because there are too many people and they cannot avoid it. To put it bluntly, it should be: the line of sight is blocked by the people on the left and right in front, and you can't see the arrows shooting at you.

Seeing that everyone was repelled, Fufeng Liuxing didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately helped the injured Yijian Fenghou up, and retreated to the side of the silkworm cocoon, with a look of guard on his face, looking at the players who were about to move around.

Yu'er even spared no effort to use the Rainstorm Needle Dragon, hovering around the cocoon as the center point, as long as there is a person who does not have long eyes rushing over, the Rainstorm Needle Dragon will greet him.

It was only at this moment that everyone came to their senses. Because of Juyi Qidao, they had ignored the fact that there was Zhuge Liannu Fufeng Liuxing, and the femme fatale Yu'er, these two people were not ordinary people. .

"All spread out and keep a distance." One person suddenly reminded everyone to keep a certain distance, so as not to be too dense and be shot by the opponent casually.

With a bitter expression on his face, Fufeng Liuxing glanced at Yu'er and said, "It's not an option to go on like this, as long as they charge towards us, we won't be able to defend at all."

Yu'er did not reply to Fufeng Liuxing's words, but looked at Yijian Fenghou: "Sword God, are you seriously injured?"

Yijian Fenghou didn't speak, but just sat cross-legged on the side, adjusting his breath, he had to straighten out his breath quickly, so that he would be able to fight, otherwise he would just be at the mercy of others.

Although she knew that Yijian Fenghou was healing her wounds, Yu'er asked him a symbolic question, but without answering, she smiled and said to Fufeng Liuxing, "If you want to go, you have to take your things with you, or else you will be killed." It’s really in vain, don’t forget how many brothers have sacrificed to seize this box.”

Fufeng Liuxing gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "At worst, we will fight to the death with them."

"No matter how much you kill these small soldiers, it won't help." Yu'er looked into the distance and said with a disdainful smile, "They are all hiding behind. It seems that it is not easy to kill them."

Having been by Yu'er's side for a long time, Fufeng Liuxing naturally knew what she was talking about, but he was speechless.

"Why don't you take the seven knives and the sword god and leave first." Wan Luo on the side said suddenly, tears could still be seen on her face.

Yu'er turned around, went forward to hug Wan Luo and said, "None of us can leave. We said we would guard this person together. How could we leave him or you too?"

"but……"

Wan Luo wanted to say something more, but Yu'er didn't stop her.

Yu'er smiled and said: "The most important thing you should do now is to ask your lover to break out of the cocoon quickly, otherwise everyone will be finished." Yu'er pointed at the cocoon.

Yu'er and Fufeng Liuxing continued to be on guard, and after the two joined forces just now, they shocked everyone in a short time.

Wan Luo leaned close to the silkworm cocoon, stroked her mouth lightly and murmured to herself: "Chouzhuo, come out quickly, someone is going to bully me. When you were in the cave, didn't you protect me desperately? Why do you protect me at this time? Still not coming out?"

As she spoke, Wan Luo's tears fell again. She was afraid, she was afraid that Bai Bai would die, she was afraid that Yu'er and Fufeng Liuxing would also die, and she was afraid that the sword god who suddenly helped her would also lose her life. But the most fearful thing is that the Tianyinke in the cocoon will never come out.

At the beginning, she would rather choose to believe what Yuer and the others said, saying that Cao Zhuo would break out of the cocoon; but after such a long time, the cocoon did not move at all, and she was really scared.

"It's been a long time since I saw you cry. It's not like you at all."

When hearing these words, Yu'er and Fufeng Liuxing were taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Wanluo with surprise in their eyes, but Wanluo's expression remained the same as before, with pear blossoms and rain, and she didn't feel any surprise or surprise at all. Here, it seems that what you hear is taken for granted.

But Yu'er and Fufeng Liuxing didn't take it for granted, because this sentence was said by the sword god Yijian Fenghou who was meditating to heal his wounds.

Yijian Fenghou looked at Wanluo affectionately and with some heartache.

Wan Luo ignored him, crying and said, "It's none of your business."

Yu'er can already conclude that these two people have known each other for a long time, but how could Wan Luo have anything to do with the Sword God?Why haven't I heard Wan Luo say it?
Yijian Fenghou looked a little numb, then laughed, and closed his eyes again.

"There are only four of them, what are you afraid of?"

"Yes, we all charged together, so I don't believe they can hit us."

The continuous ups and downs of voices from all around encouraged the players present to rush towards the cocoon.

Affected by the surrounding factors, many players saw someone stepping out a few steps first, and rushed over as if they were afraid that they would suffer a loss if they were a step late.

That's right, with so many people, I don't think they will be unlucky than these guys, and they will definitely not hit me; suddenly everyone has this kind of mentality, shouting desperately to the cocoon and rushing over.

The player who took the first few steps was just pushed by someone, but when he saw so many people rushing up suddenly, he was a little confused for a while, but he was still very clear about one thing: it was too late No meat, not even soup.

Yijian Fenghou just calmed down a little bit of his inner breath, opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the rushing players, and immediately exuded a fierce aura from his whole body, stabbing at the players like a sword.

"Scatter." Among the many players, one gave a low shout.

The aura just released by Yijian Fenghou was immediately dissipated invisibly.

Yijian Fenghou was very surprised, and he was shocked: No, there are masters hiding among these people.

It is not easy for a person who can break the momentum of his own sword. Even if he is injured, the momentum he sends out is enough to deter these people, but when he sends it out, he is knocked away by others. How can he not seal Hou's heart with a sword? shock?
Fufeng Liuxing ran out of arrows and didn't have time to assemble them, so he gritted his teeth and stood in front of Yu'er, drawing out his dagger.

Similarly, Yu'er's rainstorm pear blossom needles are also exhausted, but these players are rushing in like a tide, brazenly fearing life and death, you must know that the arrows of Fufengliuxing alone can shoot thousands of arrows at a time. With the addition of his countless rainstorm pear blossom needles, they still couldn't stop the pace of these people. They trampled on the corpses of their companions and rushed towards him.

When Yu'er looked at the Sword God, she knew everything was coming to an end. She saw the shocked expression on the Sword God's face. Even when she was fighting the Sword God, she had never seen such a shocking expression from the Sword God.

Wan Luo suddenly looked at these players who were obsessed with interests, and hated in her heart. She picked up one of the seven knives and held it in her hand, and was ready to fight these people.

Suddenly, the dense fog that had dissipated without a trace reappeared again, and it appeared very quickly, as if it was naturally generated, the thick fog of the mist array appeared again.

(End of this chapter)