Chapter 23

"Back, back!"

At the sight of Li Quan'an, Qi Sha's head was full of fear dominated by him, so he quickly shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Others can't see it, but Chen Ze can see it clearly.

From the foot of Li Quan'an, a gray circle of light had spread away, and all the ghosts and sorrows who had just rushed out of the canyon were shrouded.

White stars around - ridicule!

"Damn it, why is this reckless man again?"

"Still so annoying!"

"Fuck him!"

Guo Zi, who was in front of him, was determined to give up. A group of people turned their horses around with red eyes and rushed straight at Li Quan'an.

Even if Li Quan'an is afraid?

Facing the ghost sorrow coming from the rapid rush, he did not retreat but entered, and further squeezed the scope of the mocking aura to the entrance of the canyon.

Brush!

In a flash of cold light, the first shot was not Li Quan'an, but Guo zitu, who pretended to retreat. Looking back, he took out the sharp hook, sickle and long gun, cut off the legs of the ghost horse that rushed to the front, and brought a large string of blood.

The horse who lost his front leg leaned forward in severe pain, and the strong momentum directly threw the ghost worries on the horse's back out.

Whoosh!

He was still waving wildly in the air. A sharp arrow came and went in and out. He didn't even have time to hum. After landing, it was a corpse.

Whoosh!

Whoosh, whoosh!

There was more than one sharp arrow. Behind Li Quan'an, five archers with strong bows suddenly appeared. Their sharp eyes swept into the field, and their hands kept on. When each sharp arrow came out, there must be an arrow falling off the horse.

In a face-to-face meeting, more than a dozen people died, but they didn't even touch a hair of Li Quan'an.

"What are you doing?"

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Qi Sha was furious and shouted to stop in time. His men who were not affected by Li Quan'an fired arrows.

The men woke up like a dream. Some of them turned over and dismounted under the command of Qi Sha, forming a double attack angle with their companions on the horse.

As a result, the number of attacks that the narrow entrance can accommodate at the same time has increased from five or six to more than ten.

Boom!

The bowstring was shocked, like a spring, arrow, rain and lightning, which could not be separated from Li Quan'an.

"Hey, hey!"

When the arrow rain came out, Guo Zi was ready. He rushed to Li Quan'an with an arrow step. The old technique was repeated. The hook, sickle and spear were divided into two sections, dancing two airtight phantoms.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sound of Jin tie Jiao's song continued for only a moment. Guo Zi's feet were covered with broken arrows, and his body was also full of blood flowers. This more than doubled the arrow rain. In the end, he could not fully defend. He could eat the arrows that didn't hurt the key. He only ensured that Li Quan'an was not attacked behind him.

It is clear to both sides that Li Quan'an is the key to the game. Although Guo Zi hasn't figured out how those ghosts have to rush to Li Quan'an, that's the battle plan.

When issuing the order, Chen Ze's first explanation to Guo Zi was to let him keep Li Quan'an anyway!

Therefore, even if the other party's arrow rain is more dense, Guo Zi spells one or two arrows in his own, uses his body to make up for the mistakes and omissions of moves, and will never let Li Quan'an suffer any damage!

This is the pride of being the elite of Xuanjia.

He is like this, and so is Meng Yang. Once on the battlefield, the commander's command is greater than everything. Even if he is fighting to death, he should play his greatest role!

Chen Ze's arrangement is to let Guo Zi change his life?

no

The other side has archers. Why doesn't he have one?

Taking advantage of Guo Zi's efforts to resist the arrow rain of the other party, the five trained archers have solved the ghosts and sorrows affected by Li Quanan's ridicule. At this time, as soon as the arrow turns, they almost don't even need to aim, but just pour out their firepower to the entrance.

Li Quan'an is a living target. Isn't it true that the ghosts gathered at the entrance of the canyon are worried?

The powerful bow of Xuanjia's elite is far more powerful than the ghost's sorrow, which regards the bow and arrow as an auxiliary means of attack. When the sharp arrow breaks through the air, one arrow is one life. It's only a few rounds of volley. Guo Zi felt the pressure drop suddenly.

On the other side, Qi Sha is ready to crack his eyes and canthus.

More than ten brothers fell in a pool of blood.

Want to rush out?

Want to solve Li Quan'an first?

In Qi Sha's eyes, the short distance between the two is like a natural moat, which can't be crossed at all.

"Back..."

In desperation, he could only roar and let his men return to the valley with him.

However

"Boss, I can't return!"

The cry of his men in the rear made Qi Sha's heart tighten in an instant.

Turning around, the pale green poisonous fog looks like a terrible monster that chooses people to eat. It is opening its mouth and waiting to meet its prey.

After two conflicts, the light green poisonous fog generated by the burning of green feather rattan finally occupied Doman canyon. Now they are standing in the last pure land.

However, pure land is also purgatory. The slowly advancing poison fog is like a knife, cutting Qi Sha's heart one by one, cutting his blood.

There is no way out before, and there are pursuers after. There are more than 30 left. They have reached the state of life and death.

Die!

We'll die!

The shadow of death suddenly enveloped everyone's heart. In despair, his shoulders were like a heavy burden, which made his body tremble.

They never thought that the shadow of death they always brought to others would fall on their own one day.

When watching others tremble under the fear of death, they are very proud, very proud, and even laugh happily, enjoying the faces distorted by fear.

But when the shadow fell on his head, no one could laugh.

Including Qi Sha.

"Boss, what shall we... Do?"

At the verge of collapse, the ghosts and sorrows finally lost their fighting spirit, and there were even frightened tears flowing on their pale faces.

"Worthless!"

Qi Sha's eyes turned red and slapped the crying man in the face, which made him fall out of the horse's back.

"What are you crying for!"

He roared angrily and said, "if you don't kill too much, why are you afraid of ghosts?"

"From the first day you followed me, you should have expected today!"

"Why didn't I see you cry when I killed you all?"

"Why didn't you cry when you ate meat and drank wine?"

"How come I didn't see you cry when I weighed the gold?"

He pounded his chest, "my brother Qi killed has no soft eggs. Now I'm going to go out and kill that bastard. Come if you want, and continue to cry if you don't want to!"

Qiang!

The cold light flashed around his waist, and the ghost sword that had accompanied Qi Sha for many years was firmly held in his hand.

Then he took a final look at his men. He didn't hesitate any more. He clamped his horse's belly with his legs and rushed out of the canyon with determination.

It's over.

Qi Sha knew this. Although he hated Chen Ze and Li Quan'an, he knew in his heart that he had lost the battle completely.

Losing means death.

Since it's all a death, why not give yourself a good time?