Protector of the Country Dragon Emperor

The opponent also has twelve masters, one of whom is proficient in sniping.

If you don't have a detailed plan and just jump out to fight the enemy, it's no different than committing suicide.

"Rococo, what are you proficient in?"

Chen Yan and Luo Keke hid in the bamboo forest and communicated in low voices. Only by understanding each other's strengths could they formulate a suitable battle plan.

Rococo wrung the water from his clothes.

The soaked evening dress clings to the body, and the exquisite curves and proud figure are displayed vividly, especially the undulating mountains, which are particularly attractive.

Fortunately, it was late at night and the bamboo forest was pitch dark.

Everyone thinks that the other person cannot see them.

"I'm good at this." She swung the green jade flute between her fingers.

"What else can you do besides this?"

“Does riding a horse count?”

Chen Yan shook his head: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask, just stay here and don't move, I'll just go deal with those people."

Luo Keke said: "Do you think I'm joking? The sound of my flute can confuse people!"

"What a coincidence, we are traveling together."

“What are you proficient in?”

"I'm proficient in the guqin, but it's a pity that I don't have one."

"anything else?"

"Does pricking acupuncture points with silver needles count?"

"Silver Needle?" Luo Keke looked down at his waist.

At this time, the enemy came after him.

"Everyone works in groups of three and looks for them separately!"

"Be careful with that woman named Luo. Old Beard was killed by that bitch. I can't believe that she is actually a hidden master!"

"Don't let them escape, otherwise it will be very troublesome!"

"Swish..."

The bamboo forest swayed and made sounds.

At this moment, a pleasant flute sound sounded in the dark bamboo forest. The sound reached the ears, full of confusion, and made people hallucinate in the brain.

"over there!"

A group of people rushed over.

But the next moment, the sound of the flute changed and it actually appeared on the other side.

"what happened?"

"Is it two people blowing?"

"Beware of fraud!"

Luo Keke said that the sound of her flute can confuse people. Now Chen Yan understands that she can transmit the sound of the flute to a specific place through internal power and release it there, just like people there.

The sound of the flute fluctuates from east to west.

Confused.

A group of masters, tempted by the sound of the flute, were exhausted and exhausted, and in the end they only felt restless.

Chen Yan, who was hiding in the darkness, finally took action.

"Shh!"

The figure flashed and appeared behind a person in an instant. With a "click", the neck was broken directly. The next second, it disappeared into the darkness again.

"Where's Qian Laoliu?"

People in the same group discovered that Qian Laoliu was missing.

The two people immediately looked back and found Qian Laoliu on the ground with his neck turned back and had been killed.

"Qian Laoliu is dead!"

The sound of exclamation sounded in the bamboo forest.

But at this moment, the man's companion saw a black shadow appearing behind the man who called out like a ghost, holding something like a stick in his hand. The night was too dark and he couldn't see clearly.

He urgently reminded: "Watch your back!"

The companion suddenly turned around, only to feel a pain in his chest. A piece of bamboo pole pierced his chest hard, and blood gurgled out.

"the second!"

Chen Yan spoke indifferently, staring at the living mouth in front of him.

"He's here!"

The man yelled, wielding a meter-long knife and attacking Chen Yan like a tiger: "You little beast, die!"

"clang--"

"how is this possible?"

He never expected that the young man in front of him would grab the blade with his hand with such a sharp killing blow.

"I told you, don't mess with me, you will die, but why didn't you listen?" Chen Yan said, and with a strong force on his hand, the meter-long knife came into his hand, "You don't know, you can mess with me." What kind of existence."

The long knife was taken away.

The grandmaster in front of him was in a state of turmoil.

After a fight, I realized that the power disparity between the two sides was huge. It was simply not the same magnitude.

If the strength in his hand is one thousand kilograms, but the strength of this uncle of the Wang family is five times more than his, is he still a human? Everyone is at the Grandmaster level, why is there such a big difference?

How did he know that Chen Yan's martial arts was not an ordinary martial art at all.

Tempering and refining his body made his physical body far stronger than ordinary people.

The spiritual relics he had just obtained made his body-refining level rise sharply in a short period of time. Both his strength and speed took a big step forward.

"escape!"

The grandmaster wanted to quit.

But where can anything be that cheap?

The long knife swept across.

The thundering knife comes out and the whirlwind slashes!

"Crack clap clap!"

A piece of bamboo was cut off, and the man's head flew high into the air.

"over there!"

"Ah——, he just killed Lao Sun!"

"Naughty beast, where are you running!"

"Crash!"

The masters who were chasing after him took action one after another.

Dozens of chopped bamboo poles were shot over like cannonballs.

Chen Yan slashed back with his long sword, sweeping away all of it. He didn't think the long sword was in the way, so he simply didn't want it anymore and shouted: "Give it back to you!"

The long knife carries strong wind.

through the bamboo forest.

"puff!"

"puff!"

He actually nailed the two grandmasters to the ground together.

When the people nearby saw this scene, their hearts were beating wildly and their faces turned pale.

They were masters, not rookies in the martial arts gym. As a result, within five minutes of entering this bamboo forest, five masters were killed.

On average, one master dies in less than one minute.

This is so scary.

The dark bamboo forest turned into a life-threatening road.

"Mr. Liu, what should we do now?"

"We have far underestimated the strength of our new uncle. Even if he is not a half-step grandmaster, he still has the strength of a peak master!"

Everyone was terrified and did not dare to stay in this bamboo forest.

The old man named Mr. Liu was the most prestigious among the group. He looked at the corpses on the ground and his pupils shrank unconsciously: "Get out of here first. As the saying goes, there is no chance of entering. We have committed a big taboo this time. Instead, he became a target!”

"Let's go, let's go and guard outside."

At this moment.

Another kind of music sounded.

This is not the sound of Rococo's flute, but the magic sound produced by Chen Yan playing bamboo leaves; Rococo's flute sound can confuse people, but his evil king's demonic sound can kill people.

"After coming to your burial place, there is no reason to leave?"

"Assassinate Elder Long Ya, kill without mercy!"

……

After 10 minutes, the battle is over.

Although Chen Yan obtained the spiritual relics, his strength was greatly increased, but it was difficult for one person to kill so many masters; the evil king's demonic sound had a limited time of action, and he would have to fight several masters in a single combat.

Fortunately, the level of quenching and body refining has reached a new level.

Otherwise, it is likely that Chen Yan is the one who falls now.

Looking at the corpses of the Grandmaster lying scattered in the bamboo forest, he breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he also felt an uncontrollable murderous intention towards Wang Feipeng, his father-in-law.

suddenly--

"No, there's one less!"

"Did it run away?"

At this moment, Luo Keke's anxious voice came from the front: "Brother, come quickly!"

Chen Yan was startled and rushed over quickly.

He saw a man's body lying at Rococo's feet.

The last one was killed by her.

"Brother, I'm poisoned!" Luo Keke looked at Chen Yan pitifully.

"Huh? What kind of poison?"

"This stinky man's knife is poisonous."

"Where is the injury?"

Luo Keke pointed to his back: "Here..."

Chen Yan took a closer look and said suspiciously: "Why did you hurt your butt? You couldn't have poked it yourself, right?"