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Chapter 121 Closing

Ding yi's cutting position was just right. He swung around the side for half a circle, and stripped Xuanyuan Wudi out against Tang Tiande's gun.

Tang Tiande, who was so straightforward that the Overlord's gun was always smooth, breathed a sigh of relief, and his arms were roused, and he was about to fight with Ding Yi as a horn, but he heard Ding Yi's dull low voice coming from his ears: "Destroy the house!" Tang Tiande woke up and took a step back. The Overlord's gun wheel was enough, sweeping behind him with all his strength. The entire wall fell down with a bang. The other wall, which was already unsteady, was shaken by Ding Yi, and it was also slammed down. The house lost its support, and the beams and tiles were smashed down.

Another house was affected by the collapse and was fragmented and fell down, as if it was filled with smoke and dust.

Everyone walked away, Xuan Ling waved his sword with his hand, pulled Xuan Kong with his hands, and ran to the hollow of the courtyard. Tang Tiande's Overlord Spear stirred, and the person followed the spear, like a big python, breaking out of the bricks and tiles. In the chaos, Chen Ashui paused his sword and moved slightly, and he turned sideways to avoid falling down the beam. Suddenly, the flowers in front of him, and the two swords swung open, and a figure hit his arms.

Xuanyuan Wudi ignored the long sword that was stabbing his throat on his side. His tall body covered Chen AShui's figure like teleportation. The broad sword in his hand pierced from Chen AShui's left chest and reached the handle. Chen AShui roared and his body suddenly twisted, and the two swords swept across the chain.

Chen Ashui's heart was growing on the right side, and the sword in his left chest did not fall down. It was beyond Xuanyuan Wudi's expectations. The two swords swept over and had to let go and retreat. Chen Ashui sat down in the ruins in depressedly.

Ding yi ordered loudly: "Shoot!" In the smoke and dust, he was slightly shorter and suddenly changed his direction to rush sideways. He avoided the long sword in Jinghui's hand and hugged Jinghui who was waving his hand to block the dust. The two of them rolled to the ground, regardless of the tiles and tiles all over the floor, and their bodies were sore and rolled out.

"Bang bang bang", gunshots continued to sound, white smoke rose, and the pungent smell of gunpowder once again enveloped Ding Mansion.

The flint-pull loaded in front was still a bit troublesome. After the soldiers shot for a round, some of them hurriedly pulled open the small leather bag around their waists and began to prepare for a second strike. Some of them close to the battle group dropped their guns and pulled out their swords to pounce on the battlefield.

Lu Sheng and the governor hurriedly retreated as soon as the smoke drifted a little, retreated to another yard, standing near the gate and looking inside. The governor stroked the cold sweat on his forehead with his trembling hands, and shouted tremblingly: "Demon, Demon! Guard, Guard!" Lu Sheng was beside him, and he was also pale and nodded. Both of them were frightened, fearing that the city gate would catch fire and affect the pond fish.

Xuanyuan Wudi was really scary just now. Ding Yi just ordered that Xuanyuan Wudi suddenly shrank into a group and became smaller by one third. The big red robe on the outer cover was like a red cloud. As Xuanyuan Wudi rotated like a top, it formed a phantom. The red cloud filled with internal force turned into a rag, but it blocked hundreds of lead bullets. After the gunshots stopped, Xuanyuan Wudi suddenly changed back to its original state, and put it like a balloon. With the strange behavior and hideous face of this person, he was really an old monster.

Throwing down the rotten red robe, Xuanyuan Wudi rushed towards the courtyard wall as fast as lightning. He wanted to go away when the soldiers were on the bullet again.

"Stop him!" Ding yi could not tolerate this person getting out, otherwise there would be no peace in the Ding family in the future. He and Tang Tiande hurriedly pursued him, Jinghui and Xuanling fell two steps behind and hurriedly followed.

The first one met Xuanyuan Wudi's two groups of six soldiers slashed their swords. Before they could finish their movements, they fell to the ground. Xuanyuan Wudi did not delay his action at all. Ding Yi was anxious and threw his right-hand rotary sword at Xuanyuan Wudi's back. As long as he could block it, he would try to get the gunmen to reload successfully again. Xuanyuan Wudi's body twisted slightly and flashed over. He didn't slow down. He stepped onto the courtyard wall. He was about to ride the world and disappeared without a trace.

"Bang!" The gunshot sounded, Xuanyuan Wudi shook, and his head fell down the courtyard wall.

On the courtyard wall on the other side, the soldiers beside Tang Bohu had a strange face. Tang Bohu was holding a musket and scratching the back of his head. He smiled at the soldiers who looked at him in surprise: "I just figured out how to shoot, but I won't aim. I put the gun casually. That guy is so lucky!" Although Tang Bohu's voice was small, Ding Yi could hear it clearly. He couldn't blame society if he was slight! Ding Yi wanted to laugh wildly. The fire-raising attacks of hundreds of people were avoided by Xuanyuan Wudi's defense. A little child actually made contributions. It was really God's will.

The soldiers of the Yi team rushed over and slashed them with three swords to dismember the injured Xuanyuan Wudi.

Before Xuanyuan Wudi got up, the cold light flashed in his hand, and he couldn't see what weapon it was. The three soldiers fell down on their backs. Holding the wall, Xuanyuan Wudi stood up. He was hit by a gun on his right thigh, and his flesh was rolled up, and blood was poured in. A big hole was clearly visible. He smiled and looked at the hundreds of soldiers approaching. He bent his left thigh with one leg, jumped up, put his hand on the courtyard wall, and flipped out.

"Run there!" Taking advantage of his illness and killing him, Ding Yi crossed hundreds of soldiers, rushed over the wall, and chased him out, and Tang Tiande followed closely behind.

There were several yamen runners upside down outside the wall of Ding Mansion, and two others sat on the ground and kept shaking. Their faces were pale and scared. Xuanyuan Wudi's figure turned around the street and quickly left.

Can run so fast with one leg, it is worthy of the world's number one! Ding Yi jumped onto the roof next to him, and several houses jumped over, blocking Xuanyuan Wudi: "Can you run?"

Only then did he see clearly that Xuanyuan Wudi had an ordinary fine needle in his hand, and he was holding a long thin white cotton thread on his thin nose. He did not want to fight Ding Yi again, but was stopped by Ding Yi, and immediately jumped to the roof next to him, trying to concentrate on running away.

After three or four consecutive blocks, Xuanyuan Wudi could not get rid of Ding Yi and Tang Tiande several times. His right leg was seriously injured, his strength was greatly reduced, and his internal strength could not keep up. He had a fight with his eyes and was extremely tired. He just wanted to find a place to rest. Hundreds of soldiers climbed over the wall and quickly surrounded him.

Xuanyuan Wudi, who was angry and embarrassed, screamed: "You should die!" He rushed towards Ding Yi.

Ding Yi just stopped Xuanyuan Wudi again. When he saw the crowd that caught up, he wanted to retreat. The trapped beasts were still fighting. With so many soldiers and muskets, Xuanyuan Wudi easily picked up the severely injured. There was no need to play yi against him again.

However, although Xuanyuan Wudi's strength has declined, he is determined to die at this time, and the wounds on his legs are bleeding. However, he no longer uses internal force to press the surrounding acupoints to stop bleeding. He pounces on Ding Yi. The embroidered needle on his hand turns into a cold light, flashing in the air, and is extremely fast!

Danger! Even though Ding Yi retreated and was blocked by the wall behind, the long sword in his hand stabbed from the middle door, and it was almost lightning!

Both sides were injured. Ding Yi's throat was penetrated by an embroidery needle. The embroidery needle was pierced into the wall behind Ding Yi's body. A thin white cotton thread hangs down from Ding Yi's throat. Blood beads slowly flow down the thin line. Ding Yi's eyes widened and stared at Xuanyuan Wudi in front of him.

The long sword in Ding Yi's hand pierced in from Xuanyuan Wudi's forehead and penetrated through the back of his head. Xuanyuan Wudi knelt in front of Ding Yi, curled up his body, and curled up into a ball, leaving no life.

Tang Tiande exclaimed, standing in the local area, he was at a loss, and the soldiers surrounding him knelt down, everyone burst into tears, Tian Tian shouted, "Ding Lang!" and fainted in Miaozhen's arms.
Chapter completed!
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