Chapter 365

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, Zhao Jue's eyes were heavy, and he could not help but feel sadness in his heart. He glanced back at He Miaocong, his brows getting a little heavier.

After all, he was a first-class person, so even if he couldn't be killed, there was no problem in protecting himself. He Miaocong was only a second-grade cultivator, so he was inevitably in a hurry when faced with two first-grade encirclements.

It can only be passively dodged, extremely passive. He was in trouble several times, just a hair away from vital parts. Fortunately, he had good combat experience and a solid foundation, and he was able to avoid close calls and avoid them.

But true energy is always limited. How many times can such dangers be avoided?

"The situation is not optimistic. We have to find a way to break the situation and escape, otherwise we may have to stay here." After analyzing the current situation, Zhao sighed secretly.

He clenched the handle of the knife in his hand and gritted his teeth. It seems that I miscalculated this time. I didn't expect that there would be so many high-quality martial artists, and I didn't expect that just an illusory Xu Zhenjun could affect so many people.

At this time, the two first-grade men noticed that Zhao was distracted and secretly glanced at each other. Wei Kecha nodded and rushed out in unison, attacking him from the left and the right.

"Huh", Zhao exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the real energy in his body suddenly surged, and he used Chasing Stars and Moon. The two men's swords fell, hitting only the afterimage, and Zhao's figure had already appeared next to He Miaocong.

"Taoist Master, borrow the Taoist path!"

Hearing the familiar voice coming from his ears, He Miaocong rolled to avoid it without even thinking about it. After standing up, he took two steps back to distance himself.

Zhao then swept his sword forward and blocked the two men who were attacking He Miaocong. The infuriating energy from the hard top vibrated and was forced out. The infuriating energy was gathered in the palms of the hands, and while the two of them retreated to release their strength, they struck out with several palms in succession.

Before the two of them could stop, they saw Zhao coming and attacked, so they could only deal with it hastily. After a few consecutive palm strikes, take a few steps back.

Before the two of them could react, Zhao attacked again.

Leaning forward, keeping up with the retreating speed of the two men, his legs were slightly bent as his zhenqi surged, and his knees were pressed against one person's chest.

"Poof" the blood mist sprayed out, and a figure flew upside down.

The other person's face was spattered with blood, and he was already in front of Shen Zhao as soon as he turned around. He couldn't help but be startled. He hurriedly drew his sword and stood still. He gathered his true energy and stabbed seven or eight times in a row. The cold light flashed continuously, but failed one after another.

"Afterimage!" His eyes shook violently.

At this time, Zhao Jiu's voice sounded from behind, "Where are you looking? I'm here!"

broken! The moment he heard the sound, he knew it was too late. He couldn't turn around at all, so he had to raise his true energy to protect his body.

"Swish" the sound of two blades breaking through the wind was heard. The long knife easily broke through the body's protective energy, bringing out two blood flowers.

The second man fell to the ground, blood spurting from behind. Zhao didn't stop for too long, raised his wrist slightly, shook off the blood drops on the knife, and stepped lightly on his toes towards the previous two people.

It seemed like it took a long time to kill two people, but in fact it only took a few moves. The two people who moved forward were surprised when they saw that two people had been killed in the blink of an eye. However, when they saw Zhao's figure flashing and coming straight towards them, they quickly took two steps back and took a stance.

The two looked at each other and nodded slightly. One person stepped heavily on the ground, flicked his hand and waved out several sword rays, blocking Zhao Jiu's movements forcefully. Another person jumped out from behind, raised the tip of his sword, and pointed it directly at the vital point.

"Little tricks."

Zhao, who had experienced the combined attack of two people, snorted coldly. It was nothing more than the former luring the enemy, distracting his attention, and covering the latter's attack.

So he took a deep breath and slashed out a thick blade from top to bottom, crushing the former attack. He took two more steps back to avoid the tip of the latter's sword.

Seeing that their plan failed, the two men retreated hurriedly, changing their positions from front to back to left and right, and attacked Zhao at the same time.

Seeing this, Zhao made a secret glance and turned sideways to face the man holding the sword on the left. Behind him, He Miao emerged from nowhere, holding out a sword flower with her long sword, which was able to block the man holding the sword on the right.

"What!" The sword-holder was shocked.

He and the knife-wielder were companions. The two of them rely on close cooperation to travel in the world. Once they are separated to face the enemy, their strength will be reduced by at least 30%, or even more.

Even if the two of them worked together to deal with Zhao Jiu, they might not be able to gain the upper hand. Now that they were separated, wouldn't they be bound to lose? Therefore, he was frightened.

"Huh." Zhao raised the corner of his mouth with a sneer.

In the previous one-on-one situation, he had already realized that the two of them were working together to fight against the enemy, so he helped He Miaocong out of the siege first. As long as He Miaocong can help block it for a moment, he will be confident enough to take down one person in a short time and break the current situation!

Without giving the sword holder time to think, his true energy rose up, and he immediately used Chasing Stars and Chasing the Moon, and the small empty space was filled with afterimages.

The man holding the sword was confused early on. Seeing countless figures in front of him, he didn't care to distinguish which ones were real and which ones were fake. He swung the sword in his hand one after another, either picking, stabbing, chopping or teasing. He stepped back while drawing his sword, in order to delay time and let his companions deal with He Miaocong first and then help him.

Otherwise, he alone would not be able to defeat Zhao Jiu, and he might even die at the hands of Zhao Jiu.

"Delaying time?" Zhao couldn't help but sneer when he saw the sword holder switching from offense to defense. You are really making yourself a fool!

After shaking his head, he sheathed the sword and suddenly increased his speed to approach the sword holder. The starting points of his hands were condensed into light green, and he turned sideways to avoid the stabbing sword, and slapped the sword with one palm.

His hands were shaking wildly, and the sword holder almost lost his grip on the sword. Fortunately, he was focused enough, gathered his true energy in his hand, and tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

Although the sword was still in his hand, his momentum was gone, so he had to keep retreating to avoid being entangled. But will Zhao give him a chance? Of course not.

As the sword holder retreated, Zhao quickly followed up, speeding up even further. The distance between the two people not only did not widen, but became smaller and smaller.

"How is this possible..."

When he realized something was wrong, it was too late. The two were only two or three steps away from each other, and there was no way to retreat.

His heart sank, knowing that he could not retreat any further, so he had to step on the ground with his heels, stop and draw his sword to attack first.

When the sword-bearer stopped, Zhao Jue also stopped after taking a step forward. He gathered his true energy in his hands, patted it lightly, separated the stabbing long sword, and took another step forward, closely approaching the sword-bearer.

It was difficult for him to stop Zhao Jue alone. At this time, he was close to him, and his long sword was frustrated everywhere, and he could not use it at all. After just a few moves, he switched from attack to defense, and was in a mess.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the sword-bearer was extremely anxious, especially when he saw his companions unable to attack for a long time, he became even more irritable.

At this time, Zhao Jue made a few palm strikes, easily patted the stabbing long sword, turned his toes, and pushed out a palm.

Although the palm was light and soft, as if it had no power at all, the strong true energy on the palm still made the sword-wielding man's hair stand on end and sweat run down.

Ignoring everything else, he quickly jumped back two steps to avoid the palm. He exhaled deeply, and his will to fight again was gone.

"It's a prickly point, retreat first!"

He turned around and rushed out without looking back. Hearing his companion's words, the knife-wielding man used several knives to force He Miaocong back, and also rushed out without stopping.

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