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Since following Lei Qing, although Zuo Qianqian cannot be regarded as a battle-produced warrior, she is also a fighter with rich combat experience. Especially in large scenes, there are many cases, and even the Saint-level powerful people were almost shot and killed by her. The pair of daggers left by Mr. Zuo almost never leaves her. When she has nothing to do, she will often hold them in her hands to practice her feel when she is on her own.

The cultivation of fighting spirit was also constantly fighting and practicing, and he was about to break through to the level of the Black Iron level. With two puffs, the dagger first nailed into Zhao Huang's body, and with a force on his arms, tearing open two holes.

Zhao Gui screamed bitterly, and his whole body bounced with blood. His bearded face was full of ferocious decisiveness. In his fierce eyes, there was a desperate determination. He took a breath and his already strong body slightly swelled. The remaining earth-based fighting spirit was strong, and he pounded Zuo Qianqian's chest like an iron hammer. The strong wind whirred. Even if Zuo Qianqian was lucky enough to die, he would be severely injured. He knew that he had no way out and was already desperate. His only thought was to pull a cushion before he died.

At this moment, Jiang Yu, wearing heavy armor, stepped up and blocked Zuo Qianqian. Relying on the earth-attribute fighting spirit of the heavy armor and the peak of the black iron, he resisted the punch. But Zhao Ling was so amazing that he repeatedly hurt him and could burst out such a powerful force. He hit the iron armor with a loud bang, which made Jiang Yu dizzy with his ears and staggered a few steps. The iron armor's chest was about an inch, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Although Lei Qing was a little disdainful of Zhao Hui's behavior, he also vaguely admired his outstanding combat power. If he was at the same level as him and had a head-on battle, the winner would be at most 64. But even though he admired him, Lei Qing had never had the habit of showing mercy to his enemies on the battlefield.

As soon as he arrived, the ice flame trembled slightly, and the sword lightning was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter. Another one-word lightning sword was rushing away. Zhao Hui was just in the absence of the old power and the new power had not yet emerged. What's more, the repeated heavy damage had reduced his various abilities a lot, and he had no way to hide. The sword ice flame directly pierced his throat at the speed of lightning.

Zhao Ling's body suddenly stiffened, her eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness. She took two steps back and fell to the ground with a bang.

This series of changes was slow, but in fact it was only a few breaths. Zhao Hui's group of subordinates also rushed up after hearing the incident. But Lei Qing was not alone in fighting. The other nine people wearing iron armor were all elites in the horse team. Among the nine, there were three black iron-level ones. They waved their weapons to block the bandits.

"Brothers, the boss is dead. We want to avenge the boss." Several Zhao Huang's confidants roared angrily.

After killing Zhao Ling, Zuo Qianqian ran towards the side door with Lei Qing as planned. The two guards rushed over at the time of a change, but Lei Qing's sword light flashed and two heads flew out. Zuo Qianqian entered the side door and quickly activated the space ring. She took out the Qianji Crossbow hidden in it.

The other iron-armored soldiers fought and retreated, heading towards the side door. The fighting spirit in Lei Qing's body burned wildly, as if a faint light of lightning was haunted on him. Under the thunder flashed, his bodies quickly left, with shadows stacked, quickly cutting into the battle and responding to the iron-armored soldiers under his command. Although they were wearing all-iron armor, their protection was very high. No matter how high the protection was, it could not withstand the siege of many people.

The tricks in the Sky Thunder Battle Trick, lightning and thunder burst out with more than a dozen blue sword lights, and shot away like thieves like thunderous storms. Dangdang, after a series of sounds of gold and iron clashes, three of them burst out blood and drank on the spot.

The other bandits saw Lei Qing's strong strength and as if he was like a god of killing, and they couldn't help but feel weak. Why did they want to avenge the boss? Just kidding, if you take the initiative to take the opportunity, everyone will naturally be unparalleled in courage, as if they are just as righteous as the sky. However, for a dead person, they have to use their own life to fill it, and they can't fill it up and can't fill it up enough. This kind of thing needs to be considered and muttered.

Although his life is not worth much in the eyes of others, his life is his own. No matter how precious other things are, it is not as valuable as his own life. If you have too many thoughts, you will inevitably lose your courage. Lei Qing stood with his sword, and calmly protected the iron-armored soldiers and retreated, his face was not alarmed or panicked, and he was calm. Although it was not long before the shock, fifty or sixty bandits had already rushed in the huge Juyi Hall.

"Avenge your boss and kill that little man." Someone screamed at the top of his voice.

Several bandits who were obviously indifferent and passionate, rushed up with their swords and screamed. Lei Qing sneered, his body was erratic, and the sword light in his hand was flashing, and the light burst out. Before the bandits could get close to him, the shouts came to an abrupt end and the corpse was on the spot.

Blood sputtered on his luxurious clothes, and his face made him look elegant and handsome, adding a bit of danger and evil spirit. At this time, he did not have the slightest bit of the playboy and the aura of a creamy young man that he had shown before, and he was purely a god of killing.

In the Juyi Hall, there were more and more bandits, but they were all silent and their hearts were cold.

However, several clever bandits began to use their strong bows to shoot at Lei Qing from afar. However, Lei Qing was already a strong man at the peak of bronze at this time. A handful of ice flames danced, protecting his whole body so that water could not be poured in. The sparse arrows were blocked.

At this time, Zuo Qianqian's arrangement was also completed. Twelve Qianji crossbows were taken out, and several heavy shields covered with iron. Seeing that a bandit dared to shoot at Lei Qing, Xiaoxiao felt embarrassed and raised a Qianji crossbow and shot it with a whirlwind.

The Qianji Crossbow was very powerful, and the crossbow arrow broke through the air very fast. It made a low sharp roar. After shooting more than ten feet, it was nailed to the door of a bandit who was catching bows and archery. The sharp arrow was powerful and went straight in without a feather. The arrow cluster was bloody from behind his head. The powerful impact force also made him feel as if he was punched away.

The iron-armored soldiers also took action one after another. The three strong black iron-level soldiers quickly picked up heavy shields, stood them out of the side door, and resisted them tightly. Later, Zuo Qianqian, a total of four archers, began to pull the Thousand Machine Crossbows and shot at the bandits.

The first choice is of course the archers and bandits. The Qianji Crossbows are fast and accurate, and are a rare weapon. The internal structure is very complex and exquisite. It is the treasure of the Tianlan Empire. It is said that there are only ten thousand crossbows in the whole country, and they are all scattered among the armies.

The archers in the horse team have already been familiar with practicing Qianji Crossbow in advance. When they use it at this moment, they do not feel strange at all. Although their sight is worse than Zuo Qianqian, if they don’t shoot at the head, they are still good at it. The sharp arrows, like the god of death, easily harvesting archers.

The most important thing is that after each person shoots one, he will hand over the Qianji crossbow to the people behind to load the crossbow arrows. And they will pick up a new Qianji crossbow to shoot. This greatly reduces the interval between crossbow arrows. In just a few breaths, more than a dozen bandits were penetrated by the crossbow arrows and fell down in pain.

The opponent's scattered bows and arrows were either blocked by heavy shields or picked up by Lei Qing's ice flames. Under such an unfavorable situation, the bandits were scared out of their courage and retreated outside the Juyi Hall, and no one wanted to stay here as a living target. Even the bandit leaders who were clamoring for revenge for the boss would never dare to call again, so as not to become the target of public criticism.

Seeing this situation, Lei Qing also breathed a sigh of relief. If the bandits were united and disciplined, seventy or eighty people would attack together, then Lei Qing and his group would suffer heavy losses even if they could block them.

Unfortunately, the bandits are just bandits, not regular troops with strict military discipline.

Jiang Yu and his group were also very excited. More than a dozen people went deep into the tiger hill and forced Zhao Hui to kill the tiger backer in front of everyone, and forced the bandits to retreat. What a feat? It's so cool.

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