General, Madam Called You To Farm

A strong sense of oppression is approaching the big brother.

The eldest brother grabbed the rope with one hand and the sword with the other, looking suspiciously at the young man stepping up with the arrow.

He was dressed in blue, with a peerless appearance, but his eyes revealed endless coldness and murderous intent.

Regarding Luo Sha's life experience, only Jiang Guanchao knew about Luo Sha's life experience in the Killer League.

Although the rest are his senior brothers and sisters, they only know that he is the orphan of Da Zhou brought back by his master.

Everyone thought he had no family.

But the moment he saw Su Mo's face, the senior brother's first reaction was - Luo Sha is not an orphan!

Among the brothers, the second and third children look the most alike.

Su Mo's appearance is more like that of Su Yuan, and Su Xuan is more like that of Tao Shi, but they are brothers after all, and it is impossible to say that there is no similarity at all.

And when he heard the phrase "hurt my brother", this guess was confirmed.

He instantly looked at Luo Sha in Su Mo's arms.

Su Mo jumped in front of him and kicked his wrist holding the sword!

His younger brother, don't show it!

The first move to subdue the enemy must be to seize the weapon.

Eldest brother, as the chief disciple of the leader of the Killer League, how could his martial arts be inferior?

It's just that he hasn't recovered from the huge shock, and Su Mo really kicked his long sword away by accident.

He frowned, and hastily tightened the rope on his left hand.

At this time, Wei Liulang had already stabilized his figure, and using his golden arm as a hook knife, he punched into the cliff!

boom!

He easily made a hole the size of a fist!

He was so surprised: "It turns out my wife is so easy to use!"

"I understand! Xiaoqi, give me the rope!"

"Um."

Wei Ting nodded, inserted the dagger into the cliff, held the dagger, tied one end of the rope to his body, and threw the other end to Wei Liulang.

Wei Liulang went down the rope bit by bit, smashing holes one after another with his golden arms, staggering side by side.

In this way, the rest of the people can insert their hands and feet into the hole and go down.

He leads the way.

Wei Ting cut off.

Wei Ting said to Jing Yi: "You take the saint down first."

"Um."

Jing Yi did not refuse.

At this juncture, life and death are all in a single thought, and it is meaningless to show personal bravery.

They must leave as soon as possible, so as not to become bargaining chips in the hands of the Killer League.

Lying on Jing Yi's back dying, the holy girl suddenly said weakly, "Here we come..."

"What's coming?" Jing Yi asked.

Wei Ting's eyes froze: "Sixth brother, Jing Yi, you guys go!"

On the top, another disciple of the Assassin League came down!

Su Mo immediately said to Wei Ting, "Go east!"

Wei Ting gritted his teeth, put his internal strength on his arms, and swung Wei Liulang eastward with the rope.

"Hey, hey, I'm still—"

call out!

Su Mo: "Break the rope!"

There is an abyss below, and breaking the rope at this time is tantamount to causing Wei Liulang to fall to pieces.

But Wei Ting trusted Su Mo.

Without the slightest hesitation, he clung to the cave with one hand, pulled out the dagger with the other, and severed the rope around his waist!

"Uh-"

With a scream that resounded through the sky, Wei Liulang disappeared into the thick fog.

The elder brother couldn't understand what was going on, and he didn't have time to think about it, because Su Mo's attack was too violent.

I thought that the other party would bring a Rakshasa with him, which would greatly limit his performance.

Who would have thought that this strange hidden weapon that this person got from nowhere, one end was nailed to the cliff, and the other end spread out into a net, firmly encircling Rakshasa.

Fortunately, the disciples of the Killer League brought weapons.

He took the long sword thrown towards him, and stabbed at Su Mo with one sword.

Stepping on the arrow feathers, Su Mo dodged his blow with his body as light as a swallow, and flew to the top of his head, cutting off his rope with a sword.

He plunged his long sword into the cliff and stabilized his figure.

Su Mo struck out with another sword, cutting off his weapon!

This guy!

This is the first time that the big brother meets someone who is worse than a killer!

Who is the disciple of the Killer League?

"Brother!"

The disciple on top threw the rope towards him.

Beheaded by Su Mo.

He tried to borrow the arrow left by Su Mo again.

He was beheaded by Su Mo again.

madman!

This is a madman!

He chopped off the arrow, so he doesn't use it himself?

This kind of reckless style of play, if he hadn't followed the master for many years, I'm afraid he would have suspected that he was the master's disciple.

Su Mo became so ruthless that he didn't even spare himself.

Su Mo fell with him, and the long sword was facing his heart.

The disciple Qi Qi above shot a hidden weapon at Su Mo.

Su Mo didn't stop at all.

Even if he scraped off his bones and gouged out his flesh, he would make those who bullied his brother pay the price!

Wei Ting performed the Meteor Step, stepped on the hole Wei Liulang dug, jumped up, and snatched the rope of a disciple of the Killer League.

Then he drew out the long sword at his waist and shattered all the hidden weapons that were aimed at Su Mo!

Su Mo and the senior brother were still falling sharply.

Su Mo's eyes are full of determination, that is, this person must pay the price!

The elder brother faced up and looked at each other in disbelief.

If you fall like this, you will really die!

Su Mo stared straight at him without any fear in his eyes.

Finally, the elder brother fell heavily on a thuja growing on a cliff.

Su Mo's sword was also touching his chest at this moment.

He flipped over to avoid the sword, but fell down the tree.

At the critical moment, he grabbed a tree trunk with one hand, and his whole body was suspended in the air.

Holding the long sword, Su Mo walked towards him step by step...

But on the other side, the disciples of the Killer League fought against Wei Ting.

Wei Ting didn't fight recklessly, he picked the rope to chop, and every cut was accurate.

Seeing that it was not easy to deal with Wei Ting, the disciples of the Killer League wanted to catch Luo Sha, but they couldn't get through that position.

They then climbed towards the direction where Wei Liulang was escaping.

In the thick fog, they found a cave on the cliff.

The sun can't shine here, and it's dark and foggy, so they can't see clearly.

I only vaguely felt that someone was there, but I was not sure.

A disciple asked, "Do you want to go in?"

The companion said vigilantly: "Beware of poisonous snakes!"

The disciple was right after thinking about it, he gave up the idea of ​​entering the cave, and used his long sword to spy instead.

His sword stabs to the left.

A tall figure sitting cross-legged with its back to the hole turned to the right.

His sword stabbed to the right again.

The tall figure twisted to the left again.

Eh, just for fun.

Wei Liulang lay flat on the innermost side, not daring to move.

God knows how frightened he was when he was just thrown over.

And when he was suddenly hooked into the cave and saw a fierce face, he was even more frightened...

Fortunately, he finally recognized each other.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to greet him loudly, the other party immediately tapped his Ya point.

It's to the point where even big bosses think it's noisy.

"It seems... nothing."

said the disciple.

The companion said: "Let's go further east, maybe in front."

The two dragged the rope and continued eastward with the hook knife.

At this moment, the saint was thrown over by Wei Ting.

Swish!

The saint was hooked into the cave.

"who!"

The disciple turned around.

The companion also turned his head.

The two only saw the empty white mist behind them.

"Is it the wind?" said the companion.

call out!

Jing Yi was thrown over by Wei Ting again!

The two turned their heads again.

This time, the two caught up with each other.

The big wooden hook had just hooked Jing Yi, and hadn't had time to drag him into the cave.

That's embarrassing.

Jing Baobao was hung by the waist at the entrance of the cave, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost here?"

The two spoke in unison.

A certain big guy thought about the three fire pockets he had stolen, and said shamelessly:

"If you don't change your name when you walk, you don't change your surname when you sit, Lou Bufan, the owner of Qianji Pavilion."