Volume 9 Chapter 19

The middle-aged man of practice who fell in the clear water slapped the water with one hand. There was no water splashing on the surface of the river where the palm fell, but it fell down neatly like a mirror. /

with the force of this clap, the middle-aged cultivator's body sprang out of the water, and his golden long sword didn't even burst out the same dazzling lightning as before, so he easily cut off a dozen of cold shining claws thrown out of the forest.

One sword is enough to cut five or six people's backs at the same time. Then the water surface is photographed to the essence, and a dozen hooks and claws that want to bind him are cut off. This middle-aged practitioner is like a god of heaven, where is the weakness of the former half accountant.

At this time, however, the middle-aged man of practice, who was cold as water, lowered his head to his chest.

He had nothing on his chest, but he fell into the water just now. His clothes were soaked by the river. When he patted the water and came out of the water, the cold water in his clothes was shocked by the strong breath of his body. At the moment, all his clothes looked dry, and there were only some faint traces of water on his chest.

But a sense of cold and numbness was extending from his chest to his body, just like a greedy leech sucking blood and then drilling into his body.

"The river is very poisonous!"

Just between this bow, the middle-aged practitioner responded and gave a sharp warning of anger. The powerful soul force gushed out from the bottom of his feet. The whole man flew forward like a butterfly, and swept into the forest on the other side in an instant.

When the soles of his feet touched the ground, his face was already covered with a grim gray color.

An endless chill came from the heart of this middle-aged practitioner, who could spread poison in the water In addition, when the opponent is detected by him, he can use the moon crossbow and the rotary blade vehicle to launch the assassination in an instant, forcing him to the water... Such a fierce emergency assassination can never be done by any combination of local army and scattered practitioners. It is only to prove once again that the subordinates who heard about cangyue were the kind of people who knew how to fight the most.

The middle-aged cultivator is very clear in his mind. He needs to join the gallows on the other side of the river behind him. But he is also very clear in his mind. He can't join the battle array there in a short time, because he can only kill the people here in a very fast time and win some time to use his soul power to drive away the toxins in his body. Otherwise, he can't be here Survived the attack of a deadly poison.

At this moment, Xu's proverbs, which had been cut into his shoulder, fell to the ground, were still howling like wild animals, and the stabbing blade in his hand was still stabbing into the body of the assassin who was pressed on him.

His howl suddenly broke and his body stiffened. A cold black spear full of murderous force penetrated the assassin's body on him. Under his subconscious avoidance, it stabbed him in the heart.

He had a pair of goggles in his inner armor.

The black spear pierced the leather armor, failed to pierce the goggle and nail him to the ground together with the body of the assassin. However, the depression of the goggle and the fear and pain caused by the pressure on his chest made him howl violently again.

In the moment of howling again, the third childe of Xu family finally figured out something.

His father is the most powerful and powerful person in the Department of punishment. He also has the brother-in-law of the governor of Beilongxing Province, and the support of the Jiang family behind the Xu family. So after entering qingluan college, he was proud of his pure gold spoon, which was also a huge gold spoon. He looked at those barbarians and buns with natural contempt, even Liu Ziyu This kind of gold spoon that the father is determined to become governor in the year can only be regarded as a small gold spoon compared with him.

However, at this moment, he finally fully understood that his cold father really didn't care about him. Even in the face of real death, he was no different from those students who usually looked down upon him, only on his own.

"Ah..."

At the end of the day, he realized that his father could not save himself. He looked down on Lin Xi. Because Qin was so hostile to Lin Xi, Xu Zhenyan, the golden spoon, howled more violently. He jumped out of the ground like crazy and ran into the assassin who had just pulled out the black long gun.

The knife of an assassin in front is still embedded in Xu Jianyan's shoulder, but he doesn't care about the knife at all, howling and crashing into the assassin's arms in front.

The will is like an iron assassin and all these sergeants know from the military briefing that Lin Xi, the inspector, had two medals before that.

This "fearless" medal, which has been all the sweet words of Lin Xi, may be false, but the cloud Qin medal, which represents glory, cannot be false.

So at the moment, in the eyes of these soldiers, in the White Mountains and black waters where the cloud Qin sun can't shine, the black camp is shining with exciting light.