"Did you see it? This is the power that belongs to a strange person. He can be driven by the iron law without paying any price." The man in purple robe muttered to himself in a low voice, while He Zhao had a dull look on his face.

People, without relying on sacrificial vessels, can possess the iron law of killing!

"What's going on?"

"Damn it, he's actually a strange person!"

From Hen Renzhao's perspective, the surrounding area of ​​100 meters was covered with gray spiritual energy. Let's regard this thing as spiritual energy, because he couldn't figure out what it was.

Anyone on the gray ground has been hurt by the steel knife hitting the neck.

But his physical body was not damaged at all.

"How about the art of sending spirits?"

The purple-robed man asked softly, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.

No matter how many people there are, what's the use.

"Will the damage be transferred?" The giant bird hovering on the branch said his support almost instantly. "Everyone, keep distance from him!"

The members of the three forces a hundred meters away subconsciously obeyed the order of the alien leader and hurriedly retreated.

"No one is moving, let me see what you can do to resist."

Leader Daxuan waved his hand, revealing the neatly arrayed archers in the back room.

"Fire the arrow!"

"Whoosh——"

Hundreds of arrows were fired at He Zhao densely.

Facing the overwhelming rain of arrows, he really didn't know what the purple-robed man should do...

"rub!"

Sparkling... flashing?

That's right, Master Cheap jumped to the left with a loud sound.

He Zhao slapped his forehead, how could I forget that he was using his own body.

Nowadays, the three attributes are terrifyingly high, at least around 50 points.

The arrow was flying at such a speed that it would be surprising if it could hit him.

"Don't make random moves or hinder my movements."

"Poof!" "Poof!"

The sharp arrow was nailed to the ground, but returned in vain.

"Take your life! Any iron law has an upper limit."

The giant bird obviously played the role of military advisor. After hearing this, the other two looked at their respective subordinates.

"superior!"

"Kill!!"

Even though they knew they would die, a group of people still did not hesitate.

"Innocent."

The man in purple robe casually picked up a long sword on the ground and took the initiative to attack the crowd.

Afterwards, sword lights flashed one after another.

In just a few seconds, a figure quickly passed through the crowd and stood not far from the three leaders, facing each other.

"puff--"

The soldiers who bravely went to die had their swords open at their necks, splashing arcs of blood.

"Before I became a strange man, I was a famous swordsman in the local area."

This sentence was not only said to He Zhao, but also to the three leaders.

"Stop irritating me with your words!" the giant bird said disdainfully, and turned to the Han people. "Isn't it time to take out the things you are carrying?"

"Hehe, I can't hide it from the Daxuan people, but I can't hide it from you, the smart people." The Hanren leader, who was three meters tall, signaled to his subordinates.

In the blink of an eye, they took out strange gadgets one after another.

Except for the people from the Han Kingdom, everyone else was confused, including the purple-robed man.

While you were beating, why did you take out the fire stick?

"!!"

He Zhao's eyes widened. Isn't this a musket?

It's just different from the ancient alliance, the barrel is obviously larger.

"run!"

"What?"

The man in purple robe didn't understand why the man named He ran away after the other party took out the fire stick.

And then...then he understood.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Dozens of people aimed their guns and pulled the triggers.

Then the dense steel balls were like a goddess scattering flowers, covering He Zhao's body in an instant.

Even at the current speed, it is powerless to face the bullets sprayed from the gun.

"Qiang!" "Qiang!"

A splendid sword light lit up, and everyone saw the purple-robed man dancing his long sword with both hands. The sword light overflowed, and the dance was airtight, and hundreds of steel balls were chopped away one by one.

Blanch!!

The ruthless man was stunned.

You call this swordsmanship?

The speed of the steel ball was not slowed down by the explosion of gunpowder, and it definitely exceeded his own agility.

But the man in purple robe was stunned and relied on his reflexes to block the attack with one sword after another.

Back then, I'm afraid you were not the Daxuan Sword Master!

A well-known swordsman, definitely speaking modestly.

"What a pity this sword is."

The cheap master held a long sword full of gaps and sighed with regret on his face.

The next second, his hand holding the sword shook.

A burst of clever energy directly shattered the tattered steel sword.

Then the fragments shot out, and the soldiers from the Han Kingdom who raised their guns were shot into sieves in the blink of an eye.

He Zhao's eyes lit up when he saw it, "Master, I want to learn this!!"

Three parties: "..."

The people from the Han Kingdom looked confused. Didn’t the people from the West Lai Kingdom say that except for some aliens who were good at agility, no one could compete with their muskets?

Especially the so-called warriors of the Cold War Camp, who shoot one by one, no problem.

The first time I used it, it just fell into disuse!

The leader of the Han people does not understand that human beings have a magical talent since ancient times - deception.

How can I sell the goods to the crooks at a high price without cheating, and by the way help them test the performance of the muskets.

There is money to be made, plus the detailed data of the white female tickets, are all the big guys thinking about muscles?

If other countries were as simple as the Han people, they would be a paradise for businessmen!

"He may not be able to hold on anymore. Otherwise, why didn't he divert the damage during the previous siege? Instead, he charged into the crowd with his sword?" The giant dog-headed strategist Bird went online again to analyze,

Needless to say, its analysis is quite comprehensive.

From He Zhao's perspective, the gray spiritual power converted from his own spiritual power was indeed not enough for the purple-robed man to use several times.

There is one thing to say, he takes this responsibility firmly.

Otherwise, killing them would be just a snap for the cheap master.

"kill!"

The remaining soldiers, aliens, fearless of death, continued the siege.

The man in purple robe relied on He Zhao's body to lift up an intact long sword, rushed into the crowd and started killing indiscriminately.

Every time the sword light flashes, several lives are bound to be taken away.
To be continued...