Nothing to do today, check the life and death book

"who!"

Ji Zinian stopped in time and raised his crossbow to the sky.

Le Jinxi's heart skipped a beat. How could he forget this sword?

"I have to say, your luck is really good! But that's all!" Feng Wushuang appeared in front of the body of the ground lizard, stretched out his hand, and pulled his sword out of the ground lizard's head.

Ji Zinian's face changed drastically, and he quickly retreated to Le Jinxi's side and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what should we do?"

"I can only escape..." He swallowed back the words he was about to say, because Le Jinxi's gaze swept across the figures slowly walking out on both sides.

Chen Zifeng was on the left, the assassin and Yu Luqing were on the right, and behind them, Li Liao was also standing there with a knife in hand.

"Life or death depends on our luck!" Le Jinxi said calmly. The black gun in his hand trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a gunshot. He vaguely felt that the black gun was excited.

In that case, why not kill him?

"There are so many of them, I have no time to take care of you. Find a chance to break out," Le Jinxi transmitted a message to Ji Zinian.

"If you want to go, let's go together. We still have the bronze puppet. At worst we can fight!" Ji Zinian put his left hand on his chest and grabbed the palm-sized bronze puppet in his arms through his clothes.

Le Jinxi didn't say anything more, because Feng Wushuang had already moved. He picked up his spear, and the next second he was fighting with Feng Wushuang.

Chen Zifeng and his men slowly approached, pointing their weapons at Ji Zinian.

With Feng Wushuang's arrogance, how could he ask for help? The few of them tactfully identified Ji Zinian as their opponent.

"Everyone..." Ji Zinian waved his hands repeatedly to signal the others not to come closer: "Wait a minute, everyone! Can you listen to me?"

The few people seemed not to have heard and continued walking towards him.

Being soft was useless, so Ji Zinian had to be tough. He raised his hands, pointed the crossbow in his left hand at the assassins, pointed the long sword in his right hand at Chen Zifeng, stared at Li Liao with cold eyes, and cursed: "Filthy! Trash! Do you guys still have any shame? Come one by one if you dare."

Li Liao was already unhappy, and after being scolded like this, he instantly lost his temper.

"Don't move, leave it to me, I will chop him into pieces," before he finished speaking, Li Liao rushed forward with a knife in hand.

"Boy! I want to see how many lives you have left for me to chop off."

The broadsword glowed red, and looked particularly cold and sinister under Li Liao's sword style.

Ji Zinian quickly pulled the trigger of the crossbow, and short arrows shining with silver light shot out.

Li Liao did not slow down, and the sword in his hand tilted. When the sword moved again, the blade could no longer be seen. There were only afterimages, which knocked all the short arrows away.

In Ji Zinian's eyes, he only saw Li Liao's figure flash by, and the big knife in his hand was already within reach.

Ji Zinian slashed against the wind and quickly drew his sword, taking several blows head-on and barely holding on.

Le Jinxi was in a miserable situation, as she was constantly being beaten by Feng Wushuang, and her clothes were torn in several places.

The golden sword energy continued to chop and slash, while the dancing black spear defended tightly. The violent sword energy faced the unyielding spear energy, and for a moment it was difficult to tell who would win.

But after a while, Le Jinxi couldn't bear it anymore! After all, his realm was there!

Rising Dragon Strike!

The spear tip turned and suddenly rose high. Only a few clangs could be heard, and Le Jinxi quickly retreated, gasping for breath.

Feng Wushuang didn't intend to give him a chance to breathe, and the sword in his hand flew towards him.

The sad wind and moonlight danced the Spring and Autumn Period! Le Jinxi picked up his spear and fought again, and the free and easy fairy trail under his feet created a phantom.

Feng Wushuang seemed to have predicted it long ago. He raised his sword, Xuantian was in trouble, and the autumn wind fell!

The wind blew up the pillar-like sword shadow, which instantly became larger.

As the sword fell, the sword intent instantly changed, as if an invisible barrier enveloped Le Jinxi. Then, a sword shadow like a pillar slashed down.

Le Jinxi held the black gun in front of his chest with his other hand, and grasped the gun handle with his other hand. He fixed his eyes slightly, found a point, and shot quickly.

The tip of the gun left a mark in the void, perfectly neutralizing the attack of Autumn Wind.

There was a hint of surprise in Feng Wushuang's slightly widened eyes, and the next second, he moved again.

The second calamity of Xuantian, cutting through mountains and rivers!

Hearing this, Le Jinxi recalled the scene of Feng Wushuang injuring the Bilin Qingjiao Python. Knowing that he could not take it head-on, he summoned the Book of Life and Death.

The sword fell, and the invisible sword intent pressed down, accompanied by dazzling sword light and shocking sword energy. Le Jinxi flew backwards holding the Book of Life and Death.

"Brother!" Ji Zinian noticed the situation here, ignored Li Liao, turned around and ran towards Le Jinxi.

"Good opportunity," Li Liao's eyes lit up, and he quickly chased after him: "Crazy Blade Drinking Blade, Slash!"

It seemed like a simple knife move, but it drew blood, and the blood was like the shadow of the knife, trying to cut Ji Zinian in half.

Clang! A large sword suddenly appeared and blocked the bloody attack, and then a figure appeared and kicked Li Liao away.

"Bronze puppet!" Feng Wushuang's face darkened as he looked at the bronze puppet that suddenly appeared. No wonder they gave up.

"Brother! Are you okay?" Ji Zinian helped Le Jinxi up and kept looking at him.

"It's okay, it's just that the consumption is a bit too much," Le Jinxi said as he quickly swallowed a few pills.

Li Liao lay on the ground, holding his chest and slowly getting up. The kick just now almost broke his ribs.

At this moment, there was a bit more anger in his eyes as he looked at the bronze puppet.

Golden lines moved on the long sword. Feng Wushuang pointed his sword at Le Jinxi and the other man and said in a cold voice, "Only one bronze puppet can't change your fate of being killed."

As the man moved, the sword followed his body, approaching the two men.

Dongdong! The bronze puppet leaped a few steps, blocking the two of them, holding a sword as if ready to meet the enemy.

"It's just a pile of junk!"

The next second, golden light enveloped his entire body, and Feng Wushuang's momentum instantly rose to a higher level. The sword moved, and the violent sword energy swept through the bronze puppet.

The bronze puppet swung the sword. The giant sword, which was more than one meter tall, was like a toy in its hand. Facing the long sword in Feng Wushuang's hand, its movements were smooth and not slow at all.

"What are you still standing there for? Capture them," Feng Wushuang gave orders to his men during a fierce battle.

"Die!" Li Liao took the lead and rushed forward. He wanted to return the kick he had just received to Ji Zinian.

The master has spoken, and the others also became active. Chen Zifeng flew up, and the long sword in his hand went straight for Le Jinxi.

The figures of the guards flashed and disappeared on the spot, leaving only Yu Luqing, who was of average strength, standing there holding a crossbow.

"Fuck him!" Ji Zinian raised his sword and faced Li Liao. Although he didn't know many sword skills, he had a lot of tattoos, and his every move was full of heroism.

The sad wind and moonlight dance through the spring and autumn!

Le Jinxi moved rapidly along the path of Xiaoyao Xianzong, and the extreme black gun in his hand pierced back and forth like a dragon playing in the water.

The wind blew away the shadows, and the sword shone with light. Chen Zifeng locked onto Le Jinxi's figure, and Feng Zhan and Ling Yun arrived in an instant.

Le Jinxi stepped quickly to create distance between him and him.

At this moment, a slight fluctuation appeared in his consciousness, "The death guards have appeared!"

He took his time and took out a few fist-sized balls from his storage bag.

The next second, his consciousness detected the direction of the fluctuation, and he threw the ball in his hand with force.

With a few bangs, several balls exploded, and the green beast blood that had been injected into them beforehand splattered everywhere.

The assassin who was about to succeed in his sneak attack was covered in green beast blood. No matter how good his stealth suit was, it could not hide his figure.

Before the assassin could even get angry, the extremely powerful black gun had already pierced his chest.

Ding, a green shield blocked the extreme black spear. Immediately, the shield shook violently, forcing Jiang Le Jinxi to retreat two steps.

Le Jinxi was slightly surprised and his eyes fell on the shield. Good stuff.

Suddenly he felt a chill on his back. Chen Zifeng flashed past his side, and sparks flew from the weapons of the two men, blooming briefly for a few seconds.

A silver light suddenly appeared, and the warriors holding guns and shields became real guards, heading straight for Le Jinxi.

Le Jinxi was not in a hurry, he drew out the gun in his hand repeatedly, and retreated step by step. In a flash, he got out of the pincer attack from Chen Zifeng and the assassins.

At this moment, he was staring straight at the spear in the assassin's hand.