Chapter Forty Two Gunshots
His words stopped Zhao Xiaotian's thinking for a moment, and he was almost injured by the blade that was slashed towards him. If Dong Yuqing beside him hadn't grabbed the man's wrist without hesitation, Zhao Xiaotian's face would have been slashed in half.
But Dong Yuqing was not so lucky. He stopped the enemy in front of Zhao Xiaotian, but she slashed her with her own face.
Just as the blade was about to touch Dong Yuqing, Du Kang's palm faced the blade and grabbed the other party's blade.
Blood slid from Du Kang's palm without hesitation, dyeing his entire arm red.
"Go away!" Du Kang shouted, snatching the other party's weapon and holding it in his hand.
Only Du Kang can use this kind of self-harm defense method. For a person who doesn’t know the pain, being injured only cares whether the sequelae will be caused and whether there will be a conspicuous scar.
But with Zhao Xiaotian by his side, there is no need to worry about these problems. When he was stabbed by a military stab, he did not see any sequelae.
The killer without weapons was not panicked at all, but just avoided the sharpness of Du Kang's machete, but was not at a disadvantage.
After Zhao Xiaotian was stunned, his mind gradually became clear and he began to recall what Shen Tang said.
This sentence was also written on the note Shen Keke gave Zhao Xiaotian, which was a formation from the Shanzi Jue. However, Zhao Xiaotian memorized it by rote and used self-hypnosis to successfully avoid Shen Keke's sharp formation. This sentence was useless at all. Looking back now, if he could ask Shen Keke a word at that time, he might not be as embarrassed as he is now.
However, regret is useless, and the most urgent task is to break out as soon as possible.
The attacks of these ten killers were tightly matched and had already reduced the encirclement to a very small range. In another minute, Zhao Xiaotian and others could not use their own tricks and could only wait for death.
‘The five ranks are connected and each one has their own harmony!’
Zhao Xiaotian suddenly started gossip!
The heaven and earth are mutually reborn and restrained. The five elements techniques rise and fall. One side is weak and the other side can nourish its strengths, so that the exposure of defects can be covered up.
"Sun Lei, look forward to it!" Zhao Xiaotian shouted violently, and the endless dagger flew up and down, trying to force the enemy in front of him to retreat.
But the accomplices on both sides of the man took a step forward and slashed over Zhao Xiaotian's head with strange sword skills.
After hearing Zhao Xiaotian shouting, Sun Lei kept paying attention to the three people in front of him. Zhao Xiaotian broke out and made the three people take another step forward. Although there was only one step, it was also known that Zhao Xiaotian was completely at a disadvantage.
"I understand, I'll do it!" Sun Lei also roared angrily, turned around, completely ignored the enemy in front of him, wielded the long sword body of the saber, and slashed at the left leg of the man on Zhao Xiaotian's right.
All this came too suddenly, and even ten killers who cooperated with each other were unexpected. When Sun Lei's sabre arrived, the man's left leg barely retreated. The accomplices on his left raised their weapons to block them, helping him escape danger.
"Come again!" Zhao Xiaotian changed his figure again, and in the blink of an eye came to the centipede and stabbed the enemy in front of him.
The man saw that the sword was fierce and barely retreated. The moment he retreated, four people on both sides rushed over at the same time, protecting the upper and lower plates on the left and right sides.
"It's him!"
Zhao Xiaotian and Sun Lei yelled at the same time, and both of them attacked the man with all their might.
The two of them did not communicate too much in language, but they also had eye roots and immediately discovered their own shortcomings or shortcomings. In this case, people around ten people would make up for it with their strengths.
A team needs soul characters. The person attacked by Zhao Xiaotian and Sun Lei has almost no shortcomings and is the strongest among the ten killers!
It is precisely because of this that he takes the core of the Ten Tribulation Formation, but if he suffers severe damage, the Ten Tribulation Formation will collapse. In order to find the core, Zhao Xiaotian and Sun Lei tried separately, and finally found that this person was the one who was protected by the most people.
Although the companions around Zhao Xiaotian didn't know how the two of them saw it, when Zhao Xiaotian shouted "It's him", he looked at the faces of the ten people and immediately understood what Zhao Xiaotian meant.
As long as you kill this person, you can break the ten-catastrophe formation.
There was no time to think too much. In this situation, if you did not break through the formation, then everyone would be dead. In order to minimize casualties, everyone ignored the opponent in front of them and headed straight for the man.
The soul figure's face changed slightly, and he took several steps back as fast as possible.
Sun Lei's swordsmanship opened and closed, forcing him back three steps again.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaotian stopped. He took a firm step back, and then his body suddenly disappeared!
Seven-step Tai Chi!
This is the opportunity he is waiting for!
Zhao Xiaotian put Tai Chi's slowness in his body, and used the fastest speed to calm his qi, and at the same time burst out the limits of skeletal muscles in various parts of his body, and ran towards his opponent in a rapid manner.
I saw a curve drew around Zhao Xiaotian, which was the light brought by Zhao Xiaotian's dagger.
When he appeared again, ten killers discovered that Zhao Xiaotian was already behind that man.
"Click!"
Zhao Xiaotian did not hesitate at all. He pressed the man's temple with both hands and twisted it to the left with force. The killer's head rotated by 180 degrees. When he was dying, he finally saw Zhao Xiaotian behind him.
With a dull sound, the ten-tribulation formation of ten killers was finally broken, and the core figure of the formation could not rise up and turned into a corpse.
After the formation was cracked, Shen Tang was a little happy that Zhao Xiaotian was saved, but in this case, it was all about the killing of the five Chinese sects, and he was still a little reluctant to leave.
The remaining nine killers were stunned for a second, and instantly turned around and ran away.
The Ten Tribulation Formation is the best way for them to survive, but when the formation was set up, there was no one to break, and they did not have any response after being broken. Everyone in front of them had the ability to do so. Without the teaming of ten people, they didn’t count anything. When it comes to fighting alone, let alone Zhao Xiaotian, even Xiaohong could kill them one by one.
So now there is no way except for escaping.
But now the initiative is not in their hands at all!
The centipede was already full of anger. He was a sharpshooter, not a reckless man who was close to fighting. Seeing that nine people were about to run, the centipede could be proud. The centipede had red eyes and raised his pistol.
Aim! Shoot!
It was done in one go, and a killer had fallen to the ground.
This is a one-sided torture. Although the killers knew that the possibility of running out was slim, there was no way. If they stayed there, they would have to surrender.
"call out!"
With a sound of breaking through the air, Yan Mu's flying knife also took action at the same time. In less than five seconds, the centipede and Yan Mu killed all nine people one after another, and none of them survived.
"The situation is gone, the situation is gone!" Murong Li shook her head in distress.
There are indeed many masters around the Murong family, but the ten most powerful people are dead, and the rest are only at the end of their strength and they can no longer have any desire to fight.
When Murong Li looked back, as expected, they had already escaped around and threw away their armor.
"Dad, what should we do?" Murong Nan's palm had sweat on his hands. Now there was no time to rely on. His father was his only backbone.
"Nan'er, you must remember that when a man is born, he must do his best to do his best. If he fails, he must give up all dignity. He will leave the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. Do you understand?" Murong Li said something like a last words at the end of his life, which was a little harsh in Murong Nan's ears.
When Zhao Xiaotian turned around, Charlie had been accidentally injured twice in the battle just now, and blood was gushing in his abdomen. He gasped with a pale face, and the rag on his mouth made him unable to scream.
"Are you holding up a lot of things to say now?" Zhao Xiaotian gently took down what was in Charlie's mouth and said with a smile.
"It was Murong Li, he taught me how to do this. I was trapped. The Chinese are so cunning!" Charlie screamed in surprise and looked at Lao Wu with fearful eyes. The begging eyes seemed to want Lao Wu to spare his life.
Lao Wu was injured again after breaking his arm. He held the pig-killing knife in his right hand, and did not raise his head. He waved his hand to look at Charlie's neck, and blood immediately became like a pillar.
"Murrong Li, did you break yourself up or die under my pig-killing knife?" Lao Wu became weak and walked towards Murong Li slanted.
Murong Li had ridicule on her face, which was a kind of sadness of a hero's loneliness.
"You are not worthy of killing me!"
"Okay, you can do it yourself." Lao Wu stood there, majestic and tall figure like a hill, giving people a great sense of oppression.
Murong Li took out a pocket pistol from his arms and slowly put it in his mouth. He wanted to kill himself by swallowing the gun.
This pistol was originally used to defend himself, but in front of the perverts around Zhao Xiaotian, he would not have the chance to kill anyone unless he had surpassed Yan Mu and Mantis. Now his weapon has been calculated by him as a tool for suicide, how ironic it is.
"Zhao Xiaotian, can you agree to my request?" Murong Li looked at Zhao Xiaotian with a begging look.
"Mr. Murong Second Master, you know. If I promise, you will regret it. Why do we waste our time?" Zhao Xiaotian smiled and didn't care at all that others called him cheap or shameless. This is a kind of pride that is not ashamed but proud.
"What I said is right... Then let's exchange it for it! Although the Murong family is divided, the lean camel is bigger than a horse, and there is still a lot of money. I will give you as much as I have. You can let my son go." Murong Li's eyes were filled with tears. This was the last thing she could do to her son when she was dying.
"Then you have to look at your price!" Zhao Xiaotian's palm began to itch, but he didn't expect that he would earn another income.
"It will definitely satisfy you!" Murong Li closed her eyes with a smile.
"Dad, you can't die, don't leave me behind." Murong Nan hugged Murong Li. Now he finally knew that his father had done so many things for him, and he wanted to kill his father just now.
"Go away, remember what I said!" Murong Li pushed Murong Nan away, and the pistol rang out in her mouth.
Two gunshots!
Chapter completed!