The sword came, and it was to stop Fu Jingtao from retreating to the direction of the tea shop and cut off his connection with Hu Zhijun and others. The killers had such rich experience, how could they allow the cooked ducks to fly away?

This battle was planned for a long time and never ended.

For the reputation of the cold-blooded blade and to avenge the companions, we must use the boy's head!

Fu Jingtao knew in his heart that fighting at the location chosen by the enemy may encounter conspiracies at any time and the situation was extremely dangerous. Therefore, it is urgent to disrupt the opponent's arrangements, lead the snake out of the hole, and then divide it and remove the killers one by one. The surrounding terrain is

It is complex and lush with plants and trees, which is just right for him to fight alone.

At that time, Fu Jingtao turned around in the air, bending his fingers out, and swung the enemy's sword. The next moment, he smashed heavily on the ground, and a pit was smashed into the foot.

Puff! Another wave of hidden weapons shot and sank into the soil.

Fu Jingtao stimulated the blood and blood in his body. He sprinted at full speed as soon as he touched the ground, like a rushing lightning, throwing the hidden weapon like rain and the cold light behind him. He estimated that there would be a killer ambushing the high places on the treetops, if it flew into the sky.

It is easy to become a target, so you can simply spread your legs and run on the ground and drill straight into the deep forest.

His movement speed was too fast, and he borrowed bushes and huge rocks to cover it. The killers could not lock in the target for a while, and all kinds of attacks were inaccurate, causing the mud to splash. They focused on defending Fu Jingtao to escape back, but he didn't know that he would not have any

He hesitantly chose the opposite direction, and couldn't help but angrily attacking his heart, one by one, one from his hiding place, like a gathering of eagles, silently killing him.

I saw the branches shaking, the cold light flashing, and the strong murderous aura soared into the sky, and a killing game of pursuit and escape was staged.

There were no roads in the woods, the terrain was rising, and there were many thatched shrubs higher than the heads. Fu Jingtao drilled left and right and gradually opened up the distance from the pursuers, and after crossing the mountains, he consciously slowed down.

One of the major disadvantages of his qi and blood explosion technique is that it cannot last for a long time. If it takes too long, it will cause the whole body to be exhausted.

Judging from the movements behind him, there were nearly ten killers sent by Leng Bloodblade this time, which was a huge sum of money and had to go through a fierce battle.

Fu Jingtao took out the dagger and took the time to cut two wooden sticks long and short, sharpened the stick head, and made a wooden gun and a wooden sword to protect it. The weapons held by the killer are often poisoned and once they are cut through the skin.

The throat is sealed when you see blood, so don’t fight empty-handed unless you have to.

The wooden spear is more than eight feet long, and the wooden sword is nearly four feet long, and it is very light in weight. It dances far from normal weapons. He has a wooden sword tilted down his back, and turns the wooden spear in his hand while running, feeling the distribution of its center of gravity.

The resistance when breaking through the air and the toughness of the material. Time is urgent, so he has to master the characteristics of the wooden gun as soon as possible to exert the power of the gun technique.

At the critical moment of life and death, any mistake can cause fatal consequences.

Fu Jingtao ran wildly in front, and a group of killers chased at full speed. After running for several miles, the differences in endurance and cultivation of the killers quickly emerged. Only four people could catch up with Fu Jingtao's footsteps, and the rest

The one was left far away.

The four leading killers knew that their opponents adopted long-distance consumption strategies and deliberately dragged down their own strength, but they could only grit their teeth and chase them relentlessly. If they gave up halfway this time, God knows if there is still a chance to surround and kill this cunning boy in the future.

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Next, I crossed mountains and ridges and ran for five or six miles, and the trees became taller and denser. After turning a foot of a mountain, Fu Jingtao's figure suddenly lost in my vision.

The four killers were inexplicably. Could it be that the boy had the ability to fly and escape from the sky, otherwise how could he disappear out of thin air? They rushed to the place where Fu Jingtao disappeared, scattered and searched everywhere, but they couldn't even find a hair!

The four of them looked at each other, feeling like they were seeing ghosts in the daytime. One of them frowned and said, "No way, his footprints were found in every direction!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly jumped from a big tree nearby, and rushed back in the direction he came.

"Not good!" The four killers immediately guessed Fu Jingtao's intentions, and were shocked and angry, annoyed and hated. They quickly whistled and warned their ignorant companions.

Fu Jingtao didn't care what they thought, and ran back quickly with a wooden gun in his hand, and the gun was ready to go. He had never expected to shake off the enemy with his legs alone. If he wanted to survive, he could only fight in blood! But he dared not to fight.

It is equivalent to being reckless, and you cannot overestimate yourself. After all, there are many people on the side of the Cold Blood Blade and are proficient in killing techniques. You must use strategies to defeat each one, otherwise you will die in vain.

After a long journey, the killers have become polarized due to their different levels of cultivation. The strong are leading, and the weak are behind. He plans to solve the weak first, and then fight with the strong. The key is not to allow the other party to form a siege.

Stability.

The whistle echoed in the mountains and forests, and the killers who were so tired that they were panting as if they were panting stopped in shock. While wiping the sweat on their foreheads, they looked around and muttered in their hearts: Could that kid still make a fuss and make any trouble?

I heard the sound of the wind and the blades of grass swaying, as if a tiger was approaching quickly. The cold wind blew on my face, and the killers felt the vests were cold, and subconsciously raised the weapons in their hands.

"Crash!"

The black shadow flashed rapidly, and Fu Jingtao rushed out with a whirlwind. He swung the wooden gun and stabbed the killer in the front.

This gun adheres to the essence of the word "thorn" killing, which is comparable to lightning breaking the air. Before the gun shadow arrived, the cold gun intention was already surging. The killer stood upside down and immediately slashed at the wooden gun. He would never believe it.

Such a rough and simple weapon can hurt yourself.

The sword light slashed, the gun shadow flashed incredibly, and blood beads splattered.

The killer who made the knife bleed blood in his throat and his knees fell down.

After Fu Jingtao retracted the wooden gun back, his entire attack speed did not decrease at all, and rushed towards the second killer who was waiting for the battle.

The killer would not be foolishly standing and waiting to die, and screamed and took the sword to stab him first. At the same time, the nearby killer accelerated to rush to reinforce, and even more, some swung their wrists and shot out hidden weapons, dozens of cold lights were like bees returning to their nests.

Punched at Fu Jingtao.

The fish will break the enemy to the death, and the swear will not be in harmony.

Fu Jingtao's feet stepped on the gossip and quickly changed directions. He drew the enemy's sword with a whoosh. The gun body broke while swinging the blade. His wrist turned, and the half-cut gun was cast and it continued to penetrate, and it penetrated into the killer's heart.

He was so skillful that he used a sword technique that he did not give the opponent any time to react.

The next moment, Fu Jingtao snatched into the killer's arms and continued to rush forward with the body. The hidden weapons hit the human shield, making dull and human sounds, making a numb scalp.

Before the other killers attacked, Fu Jingtao suddenly walked out from the side of the corpse. The wooden sword with its slanted back had fallen into the palm of his palm. His left hand held a dagger that was cut into iron like mud. Blood light appeared in his eyes, as crazy as a god of killing.

He was involved in the enemy group. But he saw figures staggering, rabbits rising and falling, cold light like snow, countless blood beads flying all over the sky, and the air was filled with blood and cruelty.

In a blink of an eye, the killing sound suddenly stopped. Fu Jingtao stopped, the wooden sword drooped low, and blood dripped.
Chapter completed!