General, Madam Called You To Farm

Wei Liulang, who was climbing down, heard the conversation above, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"The leader of the Killer League is here? I have been imprisoned for so many days, and I haven't seen him with my own eyes! I really want to see what he looks like!"

He said, turning his head and glanced at Su Xuan on his back from the corner of his head, "Hey, does your master look like a bull-headed horse with a fierce face? You seemed to be a child when you first saw him. Did you pee in fear of him? I I heard that when you were a child..."

Su Xuan said weakly: "You are so noisy..."

Wei Liulang opened his mouth.

Su Xuan said weakly: "If you continue to quarrel, I will let Wei Ting carry me on your back."

Wei Liulang shut up.

To be honest, Wei Ting was also a little shocked.

But when you think about it carefully, it's not too surprising.

The Assassin's League is not an easy place to break into, and the leader of the Assassin's League is not someone with a reputation.

It was found to be expected.

The mastermind behind the arrest of father was Zong Zhengming, but the person who earned this ill-gotten wealth was Killer Meng.

They are at stake with the League of Killers.

What's more, now that the Killer League wants to deal with Su Xuan, it is even more impossible for the Killer League to do so.

"Don't you want to go up and have a look?" Jing Yi asked Wei Ting.

Wei Ting said coldly: "My task is to watch over you and prevent you from running up to die. Sixth brother, come down for me!"

Wei Liulang, who was climbing up quietly with his buttocks pouted, came down disheartened.

Wei Ting looked at the frayed gloves on Jing Yi's palm, took out the silver glove from his pocket and handed it to him: "Put it on."

He looked at Wei Ting's palm cover, which was also badly worn.

"I do not need."

He said.

Wei Ting: "The gift from the elders is irresistible."

Jing Yi: "Draw your sword."

Wei Ting used his trump card: "Xiao Xiao asked you to wear it."

Jing Yi immediately took it over and put it on.

When they were approaching the top of the cliff, they fixed several lengths of rope, which add up to ten feet long.

The purpose is to escape from the dangerous area as soon as possible when going down the mountain.

Every time they went down a section, Wei Ting cut a section of the rope.

This is a plan discussed in advance, after saving Su Xuan, immediately cut the rope and go down the cliff.

Wei Liulang looked down: "Hey, it's foggy! It's so thick! We're in the fog, and the people above can't see us!"

Several people accelerated the speed of the decline.

On the cliff, Wei Xu and Jiang Guanchao fought.

Both of them didn't use weapons, but fist to fist, palm to palm, every move was a killer move.

While beating, Wei Xu took the person away from the edge of the cliff, so as not to knock down the rocks and hit a few children.

Jiang Guanchao saw Wei Xu's thoughts, but he didn't stop him.

In his opinion, as long as Wei Xu was killed, his fellow disciples and those boys would have nowhere to escape.

"Try my Ice Art Flame Palm!"

He slapped Wei Xu with a palm.

Wei Xu didn't dodge, and met his palm in mid-air.

The two internal forces of ice and fire are perfectly blended together.

Ordinary masters can't bear it at all.

Wei Xu's left arm was frozen, and there was a slight chill.

But his right arm seemed to be on fire, and it was hot and red.

The tendons all over his body began to reverse, and if this continued, his dantian would be damaged.

It was also the first time for Wei Xu to experience such a strange exercise.

His eyes turned cold, he stomped his foot fiercely, his strength passed from his calf to his waist, and returned all the strength of Jiang Guanchao's palm!

Jiang Guanchao withdrew his palm, and the two retreated.

Jiang Guanchao smiled coldly: "It's kind of interesting, but I only used 30% of my power just now, now I'm going to add another 100% to it, you can catch it, don't let me down!"

He strikes again.

This time, he used the second form of the Ice Jue Flaming Palm.

The Fourth Senior Brother and Liu Zhen'er couldn't take it all together.

For them, it is a hard-won learning opportunity to watch their master fight with others.

"Fourth Senior Brother, can you understand?" Liu Zhen'er asked.

The fourth senior brother stared at the two of them and said: "Among the master's disciples, only the senior brother and the second senior brother have learned the master's Ice Jue Flaming Palm. The senior brother taught me some, and the master uses the second style. I haven't seen anyone who can endure it." Anyone who has passed Master's move is sure to die."

As soon as the words fell, Wei Xu caught the palm.

The fourth senior brother was stunned: "How could it be..."

Jiang Guanchao was also a little surprised, but more interested: "The third form!"

Wei Xu planned to throw a punch this time, but unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, his waist became sore and he let go of his strength.

He had no choice but to cross his arms to block, but Jiang Guanchao forced him to retreat more than a dozen steps, knelt down on one knee and slid to the edge of the cliff.

A small broken stone fell down and was swallowed by the abyss.

Jiang Guanchao said disappointedly: "Tsk tsk, the dignified descendants of Emperor Wudi, it turned out that it was nothing more than that. They just climbed the cliff overnight, and it turned out to be like this!"

Wei Xu's sore back was definitely not caused by climbing the cliff, but by taking the children with him.

Change diapers, change diapers, change diapers.

Ride a big horse, ride a big horse, ride a big horse.

...he is a big horse.

"Let's end it."

Jiang Guanchao raised his palm coldly.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xu suddenly rose from the ground and punched him down.

He couldn't stop him, and Wei Xu hit him hard in the chest, hitting the big tree behind him all the way!

The huge internal force penetrated his body, causing the branches to split open!

"Master!"

Fourth senior brother and Liu Zhen'er suddenly changed color.

Jiang Guanchao looked at Wei Xu who hit him, and smiled coldly: "That's right!"

His aura suddenly soared!

"not good!"

The fourth senior brother hurriedly pulled Liu Zhen'er forward.

Half a step late, the two were still shocked by the internal force of Wei Xu and Jiang Guanchao's fight.

Falling on the edge of the cliff in embarrassment, both of them spit out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, the two of them had medicine pills on them.

After swallowing it, Liu Zhen'er looked down: "Fourth senior brother, look quickly, they are running farther and farther away! They are almost invisible!"

The fourth senior brother took a closer look: "So fast..."

Originally, I thought that Master would be able to get rid of that guy named Wei Xu with three or two moves, and then he would be able to deal with the others below.

But right now, it seems that Master and Wei Xu will not be able to tell the winner for a while.

The fourth senior brother hastily shot down the hidden weapon.

It's a pity that just after shooting a few darts, those people completely entered the cloud and mist.

"wait for me!"

He made a decisive decision and went to the nearby woodshed as fast as possible to get the rope and hook knife, tied one end of the rope to a tree, and flew down the cliff.

Liu Zhen'er also followed the gourd painting and flew down together.

Their ropes were specially made, and they were long enough to catch up to Wei Ting and his party in no time.

Wei Liulang's face changed: "No way, can this be chased down?"

The fourth senior brother took a glance, determined the location of Luo Sha, pulled the rope tightly and swung towards Wei Liulang.

Wei Ting swung over to him one step ahead and kicked him away with one kick!

In this kind of situation, fighting against each other is not only about martial arts and internal strength.

Wei Ting has rich experience in combat, and his skills of climbing mountains and mountains are perfect.

In comparison, the fourth senior brother who is not good at fighting on cliffs is not so dominant.

But Wei Ting also has his own disadvantages, he was injured and crawled all night, so his physical strength must not be as good as the opponent's.

"Brother, I will help you!"

On the contrary, Liu Zhen'er's movement was more flexible on the cliff.

She shot a poisonous needle and was about to cut Wei Ting's rope.

Wei Ting blocked the poisonous needle with a dagger!

Liu Zhen'er said: "Senior Brother, I'll deal with him, you go and catch Ninth Junior Brother!"

"good!"

The fourth senior brother swayed towards Wei Liulang again.

Liu Zhen'er drew out the soft sword at her waist, but instead of slashing at Wei Ting, she turned to attack Jing Yi on the other side.

Bang!

Her sword slashed on the back of Jing Yi's hand impartially.

Jing Yi was unscathed!

Liu Zhen'er was startled, staring at his silver gloves with burning eyes.

What kind of weapon is this?

Instead, she went to cut Jingyi's rope.

She didn't believe it, this person fell, would that person just go to save him!

But before her sword fell down, Wei Ting stepped over the stone wall and cut off her rope with a dagger!

"ah--"

She fell down pale.

The fourth senior brother who had already caught Su Xuan screamed: "Junior sister!"

He let go of Su Xuan to save others, but it was too late.

"Junior Sister—Junior Sister—"

The whole abyss was filled with the voices of him and Liu Zhen'er.

Wei Liulang only felt very happy: "You deserve it! Let you sneak attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a terrifying and sharp breath rushing towards his face.

In the next second, a sword light flashed.

His rope was cut too!

"Uh-"

His cry was twice as loud as the two combined.

Due to the effect of sword energy, they fell faster, and he also saw Liu Zhen'er.

"It's over, it's over, I'm dead..."

call out!

A white silk flew over and wrapped him and Su Xuan tightly.

It was Jing Yi who let go of the rope, and fell rapidly together with the saint.

After the saint wrapped the two of them in white silk, Jing Yi immediately slammed the hook knife into the cliff.

But the weight of the four people was so terrible that the hook knife couldn't bear it at all, and it broke suddenly.

Jing Yi clung to the cliff with his bare hands, and slid down a foot, his palms were smoking, before he finally grabbed a stone.

Fortunately, there are silver gloves, otherwise his hands would have been worn down to the bones.

"Can you hold on?"

he asked the saint.

The saintess vomited blood, and grabbed Bai Ling with her last strength: "Yes."

Hot blood flowed out from her palm, staining the pure white silk red.

Wei Liulang swayed underneath like a big pendulum.

"oops--"

"It's scary!"

"Raksha, are you alright?"

Su Xuan closed her eyes and said weakly: "You are really... so noisy..."

Liu Zhen'er was rescued by a person.

"Catch!"

The man threw Liu Zhen'er to the fourth senior brother.

The fourth senior brother caught Liu Zhen'er firmly, and said excitedly: "Eldest senior brother!"

The elder brother shot countless throwing knives towards the cliff: "Go up."

"yes!"

The fourth senior brother held the rope tightly with one hand, hugged Liu Zhen'er with the other, and flew towards the top of the cliff with the throwing knife.

The eldest brother looked at Wei Ting with cold eyes, and mercilessly chopped out a powerful sword energy.

Wei Ting suddenly let go of the rope and fell downwards.

The elder brother flew down, stabbing Wei Ting's Baihui acupoint with his sword!

Bang!

The Rakshasa sword came out of its sheath and flew over to block his fatal blow.

But Su Xuan also basically exhausted the internal energy that Wei Xu lost to him.

The elder brother looked at Su Xuan coldly, and stabbed down with his sword.

"Don't go too far!"

Wei Liulang's golden arm blocked his sword.

But the huge force brought by his sword made the saintess and Jing Yi fall down together.

Bai Ling is torn!

Wei Ting's hook cut into the cliff and caught the saint's broken white silk just in time.

Everyone has reached their limit, and if there is another move, they will not be able to hold on anymore.

The elder brother will not give them a chance to breathe, nor will they let any one of them be merciful.

He slashed at Wei Liulang and Su Xuan without hesitation!

This trick is unbearable.

Wei Liulang didn't use his golden arms to block him anymore, he cut off the white silk and rope tied to his body with a hook knife, grabbed Su Xuan and threw it towards Wei Ting.

It's just that no one expected that Su Xuan had expected Wei Liulang to make such a move.

He grabbed Wei Liulang with his backhand, and sent Wei Liulang to Wei Ting with the last sliver of internal strength.

Wei Liulang suddenly changed color: "Raksha!"

Su Xuan smiled quietly and fell into the endless abyss.

Wei Liulang flew forward and was caught by Wei Ting.

"Let me go! I want to save him!"

"Brother Six, look."

Wei Ting motioned to him.

Wei Liulang opened his eyes wide and looked down.

In the white clouds and mist, a fairy-like figure firmly caught Su Xuan.

His agility was extremely fast, and his eyes were also sharp to the extreme.

The movement of hugging Su Xuan was gentle to the bone.

Wei Liulang's eyes lit up!

Su Mo!

A whole row of sleeve arrows shot straight into the cliff.

Su Mo went up with his brother in his arms!

He looked at the elder brother who was gradually pulling in with cold eyes.

"Hurt my brother, did I agree?"

Ask for a monthly ticket for my eldest brother