dragon hunter

Chapter 221
I watched the sharp arrows flying towards this side like raindrops, my scalp was numb, and my palms were sweating nervously.

With a muffled roar, the Seventeenth Master sealed the Qinglong Yanyue Saber Dance, blocking most of the sharp arrows that were shot towards this side.

The old farmer was also extremely skilled, and he helped the Seventeenth Lord by the side, sharing a lot of pressure.

I held the Gouyu sword tightly, picked up and flew the scattered wooden arrows, and protected my companions behind me.

Fatty Wang, a coward, hid behind me, muttering non-stop, and praying to some god.

The group of corpse soldiers knew the battle formation very well. After two rounds of arrow rain, they formed an formation and pressed towards this side.

"Hey, why didn't the corpse soldiers behind us attack us?" Li Xiaolei said softly.

I was taken aback for a moment, I was too nervous just now to notice this, but now that I think about it, I realized that there really wasn't a single arrow flying from behind.

Turning his head back in horror, he saw the corpse soldiers forming a formation behind him, they just kept approaching here, without any other superfluous movements.

"Could this be the glimmer of life left behind by the ancestors?" I was overjoyed, if all the corpse soldiers fired a volley, we would be absolutely unstoppable.

No matter what the reason is, it's a good thing anyway, we just need to concentrate on dealing with the corpse soldiers in front of us.

The Seventeenth Lord was already in close contact with the corpse soldiers in the front. I restrained myself, held the Gouyu Sword tightly and rushed over to protect the Seventeenth Lord's side.

Looking at the dense figures around me, it would be a lie to say that I am not nervous, but the desire for survival overwhelmed all negative emotions, and I tried my best to cope with the attacks from all directions.

In order to protect the second daughter, who is the weakest in battle, and Fatty Wang, I, the Seventeenth Master, and the old farmer formed a triangle and surrounded them.

The Seventeenth Master held a Qinglong Yanyue knife, dancing vigorously, as a pioneer.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife is worthy of being a famous soldier through the ages. Gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas. There is no single enemy for the corpse soldiers who confront the Seventeenth Lord head-on.

However, I saw beads of sweat rolling on the old man's forehead, and I knew that he was not as relaxed as he appeared.

The Gouyu sword in my hand is a dagger-like short weapon, and it is very disadvantageous in group battles. Fortunately, with the help of talisman paper, it can barely handle it.

The old farmer is much stronger than me, and the weapon in his hand is not bad, so there is no danger for the time being.

Occasionally, a fish slipped through the net. Fatty Wang and the three in the triangular formation were not entirely for nothing. Working together, they could always solve it.

We moved forward slowly, but the further we went, the greater the pressure we received, and there were too many corpse soldiers to kill.

I tried the soul jade bell, but the technique was too rusty and the effect was not great. I managed to control a corpse soldier, but it didn't work, and I was dismembered by the surrounding companions.

Also, I almost got stabbed by a rusty iron sword because I was distracted by using the Soul Jade Bell.

I hurriedly put away the soul jade bell and concentrated on dealing with the surrounding corpse soldiers, sighing in my heart, it wasn't that the soul jade bell was weak, but that my level was too good.

A muffled groan came from beside him, as if someone was injured.

I was startled, and quickly turned my head to look, and saw the old farmer clutching his arm, with blood oozing from his fingers.

"It doesn't matter, just bandage it up, I have medicine here." Yin Xian'er panicked, and took out gauze and medicine.

I whispered that it was not good, the old farmer was a key part of the triangular formation, if he was injured, there would be a flaw in the formation.

The corpse soldiers around, regardless of whether you were injured or not, did not relax their attacks at all.

I wanted to go over to help, but on my side, I was also entangled by a group of corpse soldiers, and I couldn't get away.

At this critical moment, Fatty Wang finally got a man, rushed over like a wild boar, picked up the thick crossbow bolt that the old farmer had dropped on the ground, and swept it indiscriminately.

The old farmer took the gauze and medicine, quickly bandaged it, and kicked away the corpse soldiers beside him.

Fatty Wang is a standard 3-minute hero. As soon as the blood retreats, he immediately gives up. Seeing more and more corpses around him, he drops his weapon and turns around and runs away.

Fortunately, the old farmer has slowed down, picked up the weapon on the ground, and continued to protect our flanks.

Suddenly, a muffled drumbeat caught my attention.

I threw out a few talisman papers, pushed back the corpse soldiers around me a little, quickly turned my face to the side, and glanced in the direction where the drum sound came from.

From nowhere, the golden tomb guard took out a big cowhide drum, and the sound of the drum was like thunder, and every sound of the drum hit our hearts heavily.

When the drum sounded, the momentum of the corpse soldiers around them suddenly changed, and their attacks became more organized.

A warning signal rose in my heart, and I dodged to the side subconsciously, a bronze dagger gleaming with cold light stabbed at the position where I was standing just now.

"Oh my god, these corpse soldiers seem to have become stronger." Fatty Wang shouted in panic.

A trace of cold sweat oozes from my forehead, and I am at the tip of the triangular array. I am the most sensitive to changes in the pressure around me. These corpse soldiers have begun to know how to use weapons to match attacks.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a rusty iron sword stabbing at me silently, while the bronze dagger just now sealed off my escape space.

Gritting my teeth tightly, I used the Gouyu sword to push aside the stabbing iron sword, took a step forward, and sliced ​​off the corpse soldier's head.

Before I had time to catch my breath, the corpse soldiers had already stepped up from behind. I took a deep breath, raised the Gouyu sword, and stabbed the opponent between the eyebrows.

Suddenly, my eyelids twitched sharply, and I heard a slight bowstring sound, and my heart suddenly rose.

Then, a black shadow shot towards me like lightning.

My scalp tightened, I gave up attacking the corpse soldier in front of me, and quickly dodged to the side.

However, before I could stand still, two rusty bronze spears stabbed towards me at the same time.

My heart was about to rise to my throat, and the dull drum sound in my ears, like a reminder, rang again and again.

The cold light flashed away, and one of the stabbing bronze spears broke.

I blocked the other one with the Gouyu sword, and looked sideways. Yin Xian'er stood aside with a nervous expression, holding the Yuchang sword tightly.

"Thank you, be careful yourself!" I didn't expect the Seventeenth Master to lend the Fish Intestine Sword to Yin Xian'er, and this girl is quite bold.

Taking advantage of the short gap, I glanced at my companions. Fatty Wang picked up a bronze dagger, hid behind the old farmer, and sneaked up on him.

Li Xiaolei picked up a wooden bow somewhere, and collected a few wooden arrows, and stood in the middle of the triangular formation to support.

Shi Qiye's clothes were tightly attached to his back, and his whole body was wet, but he danced sharply with the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

Seeing that my companion can still support me, I restrain my mind and concentrate on dealing with the more difficult corpse soldiers.

I don't know how long it took, we kept moving forward slowly, but there were so many corpse soldiers that we couldn't kill them all.

The bronze altar is obviously not far away, but for us, it seems to be in the sky, and we can't walk there.

I was covered in sweat, with a piece of gauze wrapped around my arm, and I often walked by the river without getting my shoes wet. After fighting with corpse soldiers for so long, several places on my body were painted.

The situation of the companions around him is not much better, even the Seventeenth Lord who is holding a magic weapon is covered with blood.

"It can't be done, the fat man can't hold it anymore, is he going to die here?" Fatty Wang was weak.

Yin Xian'er, who was assisting by my side, covered her face with her disheveled hair. Although she was not injured, she was in an extremely embarrassing figure.

Looking at the Tongque Terrace 30 meters away, a trace of despair flashed in my eyes. Everyone has almost reached their limit. This short distance is like a natural moat to us.

"Bow and arrow, shoot!"

In front of the Bronze Sparrow Stage, an indifferent voice came.

I clenched my back molars tightly and looked sideways. The golden tomb guard was standing with a sword in his hand, his aura was indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest emotion.

The dense rain of arrows became the last straw that crushed us, and the Seventeenth Lord let out a desperate roar.

"Help, Fatty doesn't want to die yet." Fatty Wang shouted with a hint of crying.

Yin Xian'er on the side trembled a little, waving the Yuchang Sword in vain, trying to block the incoming arrow rain.

"Girl, Grandpa tried his best, but he still can't save you." The old farmer wailed like a lone wolf.

I felt a strong sense of unwillingness in my heart, and dying aggrieved in this nameless place was not the ending I wanted.

The Qianlong tattoo, which had been silent for a long time, had a change. A transparent miniature dragon broke away from my body and flew towards the black light on the Bronze Sparrow Stage.

The black light suspected to be the "Dragon Ball" trembled slightly, like a heart, contracting and expanding rhythmically.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the rain of arrows came to a strange stop in midair.

I found that except myself, everyone, including the corpse soldier, was maintaining a fixed posture, motionless.

This scene was so weird that I was a little dazed and didn't know what to do.

Green flames rose from the golden tomb guard's whole body, and he got rid of the confinement, holding the long sword in both hands, blocking between the black light and the little dragon.

I woke up in an instant, and rushed over with the Gouyu sword tightly grasped, no matter why the time was frozen, let's kill the evil thing first.

The transparent miniature dragon bumped into the golden tomb guard, passed through the body of the evil thing, and went straight to the black light ball.

The green flame on the golden tomb guard's body suddenly went dark, and a crack appeared in the helmet.

I gritted my teeth and ran wildly. Before the person arrived, I threw the jade sword in my hand vigorously, and a emerald green sword light flew towards the evil thing opposite.

"Ding!" With a crisp sound, the Gouyu sword hit the helmet of the evil thing, and the crack expanded rapidly.

Seeing that the green flame on the evil thing showed signs of rekindling, I threw out the talisman paper in my hand as if I didn't want money.

The green flames on the golden tomb guard's body fluctuated chaotically, and there was a "creaking" sound from his body.

I didn't care about the flow of Yang Qi in my body, I stretched out my hand to recall the Gouyu sword, stretched my arm flat, and stabbed at the evil helmet with a sword.

The helmet, which was already cracked, broke all of a sudden, and the evil thing "clanged", scattered into a pile of broken copper and iron.

Suddenly, the black light group on the Bronze Sparrow Stage exploded.

"Yeah, why isn't Fatty dead yet?" Fatty Wang's surprised voice came from behind.

I turned my head quickly, and saw where the black light swept, the corpse soldiers turned into flying ash, and the arrow rain floating in the air could not escape the same fate.

Dimly, an invisible force is pulling me, just like the feeling when I touched the white light ball before.

However, this time it was much slower, and I felt that there were some inexplicable things in my body.

"Quickly, give me the talisman with the girl's remnant soul on it." The old farmer rushed over and said hurriedly.

I froze for a moment, took out a piece of folded talisman paper from my arms, and handed it over.

The old farmer rushed to the altar, next to the huge bronze bird, and carefully put the talisman paper in the mouth of the bronze bird.

Then, I stabbed my heart with a dagger, my eyelids twitched, and I rushed to stop it, but unfortunately I was a step too late.

"Why?" I stared at the blood-stained old farmer and shouted in confusion.

"One life for one life, it's worth it to exchange my remaining life for a girl to become a Yin god in a hundred years!" the old farmer said weakly, and fell to the ground with his head up.

I reached out to help the other party, but a huge pulling force came, my eyes went dark, and I lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)