Duan De, who had been arranged, shouted: "What are you doing?"

The black-faced middle-aged monk with a mid-stage Jindan cultivation in the middle said coldly: "Are you a little guy just out? The flying shuttle under your feet, the storage equipment on your bodies, and those women left behind, you can get out!"

Ten feet apart, Duan De was not sure that he could kill two Golden Elixir stages in an instant. The foundation-building monks over there had already completed the encirclement, and several girls also came out of the cab, but there was no light rain and Han Xiu disappeared on the platform.

"What do you really have to do is so amazing?" Duan De frowned. The mid-stage Jindan cultivator did not talk nonsense anymore. A pressure was pressing against them. This was the momentum. The suppression of high-level cultivators on low-level cultivators was not the substantial force like that of the Nascent Soul stage.

Duan De sent a voice, "Take it!" The figure instantly rushed towards the three golden elixir monks. The speed was not fast. He clearly saw the three of them's fun eyes! The pig-killing knife in his hand did not have much luster, and the red light gradually rose in his eyes. The monk in the middle pointed to a sword and floated lightly towards Duan De.

Duan De clearly felt the stagnation of the air around him, and the tingling pain between his eyebrows was invisible. Instantly, Duan De's speed suddenly accelerated, turning into a ray of light and moving slightly to the left, avoiding the front of the sword light, the sword on his cheek had turned over, and a blood groove was generated, and Duan De showed a horror in the eyes of the golden elixir monk.

He had already broken through the pig-killing sword with his left hand and stabbed it into his forehead. He let the right fist penetrate the flying sword of the monk on his right, and punched his chest with his flying sword. With a bang, Duan De's figure came out from his body and pulled out the sword of his right hand. The monk on the left was entangled by three people. Several foundation-building monks around him fell down in one encounter. Although they still had the advantage of the number of people, they probably couldn't hold on for long.

The early stage cultivator of the Golden Pill stage on the left probably won’t have a long breakthrough, so Duan De asked the three of them to get in the trap. He is not a god, and his strength is equivalent to the Golden Pill stage, but after all, it is not. The only thing that can be used is the moment when the enemy takes it lightly. If it is not done well, it would be normal to die a few people this time.

The moment Duan De called out to take action, the two assassins hiding in the dark had their hands in an instant. Han Xiu stabbed easily to break the protective cover of a foundation-building cultivator and stabbed it into his temple, and entered and exited in an instant. His figure appeared slightly at the moment of taking action and disappeared.

This was the second time Han Xiu killed someone in the true sense, but the unstoppable feeling made him just want to cheer! There was no guilt for the first time. Although this time it was just a light push for a moment, there was a feeling of being hidden in his heart that opened the crack of the door, and it felt like flying!

Gongsun Yu, who was hiding at the door of the cab, also turned into a phantom as soon as Duan De's words started, and gently floated past a foundation-building monk who was about to step onto a yacht, and then disappeared. She was not as unique as Han Xiu, and could only use her body skills to confuse her. She accelerated to solve the problem in an instant and hid and waited for the next opportunity to take action.

This is what Duan De taught her and Han Xiu. As an assassin, he cannot expose himself at all times unless he is bound to face the frontal collision. He can't expose himself at all times in the dark. He can see the right time in the dark and then retreat with one blow. No matter whether it is successful or not, he must predict the prey's heart and next action before attacking, and his own hiding place after the blow. He must not only book a plan, as it is in the dark, and they have time to observe and consider it slowly.

The most important thing is not to believe in your own eyes and spiritual consciousness. She must rely on her feelings. This is a big part of Han Xiu. The monk who was passing by her stepped onto the side of the ship and turned to look at the figure that had just shook over. It was obvious that the girl had not yet grasped the importance of it.

The fat man instantly used the binding technique to directly control the five people. The vine was born out of thin air and there were five green vine balls. Before she could finish the attack, two of them were blown by Wu Tong with a stick, one was cut in half by Li Da's sword, and finally the two became fireballs when several dark red lights flashed. Yao Man's wind tornado was brought in two monks, and even she herself disappeared into the wind that appeared out of thin air.

Tong Xinran controlled the other side, and the improved combination of Ice Tornado made a move, controlling five of them. The ice vortex cut around, and a firebird flew past. Because the attributes were incompatible and collided, it exploded instantly. Several figures plummeted out, but they were not dead. This was caused by the lack of cooperation. Zhao Lei did not take action, and stood in front of several women to guard. The flying swords that rushed over made him easily knock open.

Duan De's voice was as soon as he spoke, a thin black ice sword light rushed straight to the left Golden Pill. The golden elixir cultivator was shocked to help the other two people, but he didn't know that countless vines around him made him stagnate. The flying sword blocked the attacking sword light and was hit down. A sledgehammer came again, blocked it with the sword, and the flying sword that was hit back almost hurt him. The ice blue sword light and the vine that had been trying to control around him came again, but finally stabilized the position, but the spiritual consciousness saw that Duan De had solved the two! He was frightened and panicked to resist the siege of the three. Yu Guang instantly died one-third of his subordinates, and he felt even more regretful!

Duan De did not take any more action, blocked the injury and then hung in the air to stare at the battlefield. The instant life and death made his blood boil, and the red light in his eyes overflowed. The murderous thoughts in his heart were extremely rich, and the dark red evil spirits were evaporated all over his body. He had to suppress the violent murderous thoughts in his heart.

The scene has been completely controlled, and those who want to escape are often stabbed to death faster. "Xiaoyu, Wutong, go down to collect the spoils, be careful." Now they are above a thousand meters above an altitude, and if they fall for too long, I'm afraid they can't find the fart.

They were missing two people and they were just one-on-one, so Zhao Lei didn't need to protect him. If this matter could not be solved, it would be a waste of Duan De's hard work. "There is no need to be captured, everyone will kill them. This is the hurdle you must overcome as a monk. If you don't kill everyone, everyone will kill you." Duan De's condition is quite terrifying now, and his voice is like the wind of the Nine Nethers blowing through the hearts of everyone living, and both enemies and us feel heartbroken.

After the raid effect, the battle became obviously long. The combat experience of those strange monks taught these young men and women a deep lesson. The endless insidious methods, if Duan De had not been given any support at any time, I would have been sure of some injuries. Only the girl Duan De would take care of her more. After all, there was no need for them to be injured in this situation. Apart from a fatal attack on Duan De, the man would take action, and let the rest go with them.

The three of them besieged the Golden Pill stage and were in danger, but Duan De just didn't help. The Golden Pill stage monk shouted: "Do you want to break the net to death? Is it okay to leave a thread?" Duan De's indifferent voice came: "Have you ever thought about letting us go? Don't tell me what you said at the beginning was your true thoughts. I am not a novice in the martial arts world. You fish will die, and my net cannot be broken!"

"Then let's die together!" However, the tip of a pig-killing knife penetrated his chest, and a voice behind him said lightly: "Self-destruction? I'm afraid it won't work. If you were that mid-stage cultivator, I really can't stop it." Duan De had already activated the thunder escape when he broke off his last hope. He knew what he was going to do! The right knife stabbed in from the back of his heart, and the left hand instantly destroyed his qi sea, giving him no room for resistance.

He leaned over and grabbed Beigong Lin who had not stopped, and kicked Niu Ben's sledgehammer with his feet, and used the force to flash over the wooden spear that was tied into rice dumplings. The body that had been tied into rice dumplings did not fall. Duan De hit the forehead of the Han girl who was still standing on the side of the ship, interrupting her magic. He sneered and sneered without any harm. He stepped forward to grab the savory ball that was about to fall and threw it back to the deck.

"People who are fine are not allowed to interfere in solo battles. Go down to collect the spoils. I will come down when they finish fighting. You outsiders will listen, give you a fair way of death. I will stop taking action and you can kill them." The hellish words hit everyone's hearts, almost making them breathless. (To be continued)
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