The Best Fake Eunuch

She Etu circled in the air and had just landed, and before he had time to check the wound, he suddenly felt a sharp murderous aura attack from the side.

He hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw a young man in white clothes like snow holding a long sword, pointing obliquely at the ground, staring at him coldly.

This person, his sword is cold, his face is cold, his eyes are cold...

Such a cruel person seems to be the only one in the world.

Baili Qingyun.

The sword in his hand hadn't been stabbed yet, but the sword energy had already been released, covering She'ertu's whole body!

Ling Sheertu didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

"Who are you?" He didn't even dare to bandage his bleeding calf, allowing the blood to gush out and pool under his feet.

"Tianxuanhui, Xuanmingtang, hall master Fu Yan, pay respects to the master." Before Baili Qingyun could answer, another scribe in white floated over, cupping his fists at Sheertu from a distance, with a warm smile on his face .

But he saw that his clothes were white, his boots were white, and his face was also white...

It looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness, but just by standing there casually, murderous aura rushed towards his face.

The short fat man also stood up, reloaded his two muskets, pointed at She'ertu, his hands were steady as a rock, and his big pancake face was expressionless.

This man is crazy.

Not really a madman, his name is a madman.

That is the big teapot in Ningxiang Pavilion.

"The three of you are no match for me." Surrounded by the three of them, She'etu's face was a little pale, probably due to excessive blood loss in his legs, but his voice was still loud and his tone was still calm.

"I don't believe it." The lunatic pulled the trigger of the musket.

"I don't believe it either." Fu Yan suddenly had a dagger in his hand.

"You can try it." Baili Qingyun said lightly.

"Hehe, it won't be too late to try again after my disciples deal with them." She'etu had a leg injury and was unable to move, but he didn't dare to try it lightly.

This young man's swordsmanship has not yet been used, which makes him very afraid. The musket that can be fired repeatedly in the lunatic's hand is even more powerful, and the Xuanming Hall Master of the Tianxuan Society is also very impressive. Measurement.

It is said that there are only twelve hall masters in Tianxuanhui, and each hall master is a first-class expert. This Fu Yan is also the top-ranked Xuanming hall master, so he must be extremely powerful.

I don't seem to have a good chance of winning against the three of them when I'm injured, so I might as well wait a little longer, as long as my disciple frees up his hand, I'll kill you all!

"Hehe, how can the little dragon-elephant prajna formation trap the dragon?" Fu Yan smiled contemptuously, "Look at me breaking your formation!"

That's what he said, but his body didn't move at all, why do you still want to use your mouth to break the battle?

It's true.

"Brother who is a good archer, why don't you use your arrows like that? You can't see people clearly, it's okay, you just shoot Kun for me, and shoot them all." Fu Yan didn't recognize Lu Fei, he just called him He is a master archer.

"Little brother, why do you have to stand and be beaten when you are so powerful? You take two steps, go to the shock position, just stand there and don't move. If you see anyone, you will chop it. It doesn't matter if you don't hit it. Look at your steel and iron frame, it doesn't matter if you get hit twice, anyway, you will get beaten wherever you stand." Fu Yan kept talking.

"Little princess, you can't move your body, and you can't move your hands? What about your little hidden weapons? Why don't you use them, just use the poisoned ones, and after the little brother tears the corners of the formation, you just shoot me They! You can shoot with your eyes closed." Fu Yan looked at Duan Linger's eyes very warmly.

"Look at your appearance, which is different from ordinary people, and you can make Yasha eighteen arrests, but you are not brother Tie Kunlun? You are so good at light kung fu, and you are so courageous, why don't you just stand still and just be beaten? I see their formation The weak point of the law lies in the position of Gen, you go over and show them a stumbling block!" Fu Yan instructed one by one.

"This is a good friend, so I can listen to him! What about me!" Xiao Chen didn't care about what Fu Yan said was useful or not. Anyway, there is nothing he can do now, so let's try. go ahead.

But I don't know where I want to attack?

"Master Xiao, you just need to protect the little princess." Fu Yan respected Xiao Chen quite a lot, but he also had contempt for his martial arts.

So the meaning of this sentence is that you are useless at all, so just stay honest.

These few words of Fu Yan sounded simple, without any magic, but as Lu Fei's arrows shot towards Kunwei, Bafeng Lama's originally fierce attack suddenly stagnated!

Under Duan Ling'er's guidance, Xiao Ye walked to the shock position. Without a word, he swung the ax in his hand and slashed randomly. It didn't matter whether he could hit someone or not, but he couldn't see clearly anyway.

But the feel is not right, as if something has been cut, and blood is spilled!

Xiao Ye is a person who gets excited when he sees blood. He was so happy when he finally hit his opponent. Laughing, I'm afraid it can scare people to death!

Tie Kunlun slumped down and took a low posture and slipped directly onto the Gen seat. While using Yaksha Eighteen Claws to scratch randomly, he stretched out his long legs to hook around on the Ze seat.

Originally, Fu Yan only made him stumble, but he drew inferences from one instance and used it flexibly.

He heard a loud scream, and a big lama who was running was hooked to his ankle by him, and fell to the ground with a thump. …

Before he got up, three poisonous water chestnuts had already been shot at his big bald head!

It was Duan Ling'er who waited for the right time and launched a sneak attack. She is weak now, so the concealed weapon has no strength, and her head is hard enough, so the poisonous water chestnut is only inlaid on top of his head, but it is not It was not shot through.

but! Although Duan Linger's hidden weapon was not poisoned, it was quenched with a powerful anesthetic custom-made for her by Wen Shanchang.

The effect of this kind of anesthetic is actually more powerful than poison, because it takes a certain amount of time for the onset of toxicity, but Wen Shanchang's anesthetic is as soon as blood is seen, it will numb immediately!

The unlucky lama only felt a slight numbness on the top of his head, and then his whole body went numb, like a puddle of mud piled on the ground, unable to move.

Xiao Ye, who was on the sidelines, heard the movement and turned his head to look, thinking what the hell? what's the situation? No matter what his situation is, give him a kick first!

One kick smashed the lama's internal organs, so when he was in mid-air, he had already passed away, and the death was not painful at all...

Because of anesthesia.

The dragon phase prajna formation needs eight people to operate freely, if one is killed by Xiao Ye and two are injured, the formation will be broken.

The Lianzhu arrow in Lu Fei's hand and Duan Ling'er's poisonous Ling'er concealed weapon never stopped, and they shot one after another as if they didn't want money, and shot three more in an instant!

Taking advantage of the chaos, Tie Kunlun grabbed the throat of the white-faced lama who seemed to be the eldest brother among the eight, tearing his throat open with blood and flesh!

What the hell, you called Huan just now, I don't think you can make a sound right now?