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Chapter 49 The Danger of Xuan Jian
I saw a person holding a black and white sword in each hand soaring into the sky, and then countless arrows shot towards him like a torrential rain.

It is said that the master level can temporarily control the sky, but what he relies on is only a breath of inner strength, which is far from being comparable to the legendary immortal.Even the Grandmaster, in mid-air, can't use strength at all. It is far more difficult to deal with arrows on the ground than to maintain the height and block with the left and right.

Therefore, this seemingly extremely powerful guy couldn't break through the layers of arrow rain at all. Although he was not injured, he could only be forced to fall down.

If Zhou Wu were here and saw this scene and that person, he would definitely sigh:
Xuan Jian is a guy who was shot by arrows. He was surrounded and shot in the main drama of Tian Xing Jiu Ge, and now he came here through time travel to help him change his life against the sky, but he still couldn't avoid the fate of being shot.

At Zhou Wu, several people were ambushed by snares in the dense forest, and they also encountered arrows. At that time, they were all fine with only [-] or [-] levels of internal strength, let alone Xuan Jian?

Of course, the net is not a regular army after all, no matter the number of people ambushing at that time or the amount of arrow reserves, it is far from being able to compare with Wei Wuzu at this moment.

So when Xuan Jian fell back to the ground, even though he knew it was useless, Dian Qing still ordered people to continue shooting.

He doesn't want to break the defense, but only wants to consume Xuan Jian, and the inner strength and physical strength of another master.

Wei Yong was surrounded by a group of people, and there were still many corpses lying beside him.

In addition to Xuan Jian and another unnamed master dressed in black, there were at least dozens of great masters gathered around Wei Yong.

Among them, the lowest one also had the strength of internal strength six. As for the lower one, he couldn't hold the arrows for several consecutive rounds and fell to the ground.

Wei Yong had a sad look on his face. If this continues, it is definitely not an option. If they only defend but not attack, they will be exhausted sooner or later.

What about the master?If you fight in this way, even if ten masters come, they will not be able to withstand thousands of Wei soldiers.

The top priority is to break the situation as soon as possible, even if it is to pay some price...

With the power of a master, as long as he breaks through the air-forbidden blockade formed by the dense arrows, and then kills those archers in close quarters, it is as simple as eating and drinking.

Wei Yong looked sideways at Xuan Jian, "If the old man dies here, you will never see your daughter again."

Hearing this, Xuan Jian clenched his fist tightly, and then slowly loosened it, like a cannonball soaring into the sky, flying towards the dense arrows at an oblique upward angle.

When the rain of arrows came, Xuan Jian quickly swung his sword to block it. The dance was impenetrable, but the angle of the figure in the air was not easy to change. No matter how good the sword dance is, it is impossible to have no dead ends.

So when he crossed the wall, he already had three arrows stuck in his body.

That's the price, but luckily he didn't get hit.

Xuan Jian resolutely cut off the arrows stuck in his body from the part where his shoulders were at the same level as the skin of his body.

Only the tip of the arrow remained stuck in the body.

After a little hesitation, Xuan Jian pulled out the arrow as well.

Because he felt that the arrow was poisonous. Although he could resist it for a short time with his strong inner strength, but if the arrow penetrated into the body and the poison eroded for a long time, it would be troublesome.

Fortunately, when the arrow forced out, Xuan Jian had already landed on the courtyard wall. He swung the white sword in his hand, and the black sword wiped along his wound...

This touch, the speed is unimaginable.

In addition, just now, the sword body and those arrows collided intensively back and forth, and the temperature was already very high, so after wiping it, with a burning smell, the wound healed together!
The wall was repaired a bit, and then Xuan Jian charged towards the archers hiding outside like a hungry tiger among wolves.

After a while, there were continuous wailings.

Dianqing stamped his feet angrily, and suddenly felt something. He glanced not far away, then jumped a few times, and went to find Black and White Xuanjian amidst the rumbling sound like the earth was shaking.

He knew he was no match for Xuan Jian, but he still had to go.

Responsibility lies, and there is no turning back.

The rain of swords in the sky became less and less, and Xuan Jian continued to kill the archers when he was fighting with Dian Qing.

The master in black estimated the difficulty of breaking through the encirclement at the moment, and then took Wei Yong with him, and at the same time let his two [-]th-dan masters guard him, and was about to break through the blockade.

But at this moment, a man in a bamboo hat, leading a dozen people, suddenly blocked their way.

The man in the bamboo hat said in a deep voice: "Hand over Wei Yong, my son will not make things difficult for you, he loves talents, and will definitely save your life!"

The master in black sneered, "Xiaoyaozi, the great disciple of Renzong, the future head of Renzong, unexpectedly became Wei Wuji's lackey."

The man in the bamboo hat sighed: "In today's troubled times, among all the schools of thought, who can really hide from the world? Senior brother of the Tianzong, Mr. Xinling is at least a generation of sages, and it is better than you follow Wei Yong and other ambitious people."

Although they both belong to the Taoist sect, the dispute between the three sects of heaven, earth and man has been going on for a long time. The two of them had cold eyes, and they didn't bother to say anything more.

The strength of the two should be between brothers, but the black-clothed master still has to protect Wei Yong, so he is naturally defeated by Xiaoyaozi who is wearing a bamboo hat. Grandmaster, so the three of them fought together, and there was no winner or loser.

Besides, Dianqing was unable to subdue Xuan Jian, but he was covered in copper skin and iron bones, even if he was stabbed by Xuan Jian occasionally, it would only leave a shallow wound on his body, which was not a serious problem.

However, Xuan Jian was faster than Dian Qing, so he could also clean up the archers while fighting.

Not long after, another woman in a red dress landed beside Dianqing to help Dianqing fight against Xuan Jian.

"Sanniang." Dianqing called out in a muffled voice, a little happy and a little worried.

"Brother, Master is worried about you alone, let me help."

This well-dressed woman named Sanniang was weaker than Dianqing, so Dianqing was still the main attacker, and she assisted from the side, but with her interference, Xuan Jian could no longer attack and kill the archers so recklessly.

Dianqing has not reached the master yet, but because of his copper-skinned and iron-framed body, coupled with his natural strength, his strength has already surpassed the ordinary ninth-level inner strength. Although he does not have the short-term ability of controlling the sky like a master, he can jump casually. It was several feet high, so Xuan Jian wanted to vacate several times, but was forced back by Dian Qing abruptly.

On the ground, it is Wei Wuzu's home field.

After a while, the nearby archers either died or retreated to other places, in exchange for armored soldiers who were fully armed, wearing heavy armor, holding heavy shields and heavy swords.

These armored soldiers are the real trump cards of the Wei military pawns, each one is like a miniature version of Dianqing, assisting the general Dianqing, rampaging, and besieging and killing Xuanjian.

Trapped in a small army formation, Xuan Jian could no longer display his full strength. He only felt his arm gradually ache, and the tingling sensation in the wound where he was shot by the arrow became more and more intense.

His sword intent is broken, which belongs to the kind of sword intent that becomes more and more courageous in battle, and when the sharpness is continuously thwarted, the sword intent will gradually weaken, so it didn't take long for Xuan Jian's situation to be precarious, and he was almost defeated by Dian Qing. The huge kitchen knife hit the head.

Feeling the sharp edge of the huge knife like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, Xuan Jian's back was startled with slight cold sweat, and almost at the same time, there was a soft exclamation not far away...

Xuan Jian suddenly looked over.

(End of this chapter)