I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

The choice of the cemetery is not an open space, but a mountainside. This means that there are quite a few trees around, which are suitable for ambushes.

The reason why the red blood patriarch dared to come alone was because at the level of the great master, there were very few people who could kill him. Even if, as he expected, Pei Yuanxian faked his death and united with Ying Zhexu, he would not take it seriously.

Accompanied by his shout, a flock of crows startled from the branches, and flew away with their quacks.

Pei Xingzhi and Huanyan retreated under the escort of their subordinates.

Zhe Yu leaped backwards and just stood on a branch. He watched from the sidelines.

Everyone retreated, and a no-man's land with a radius of about 20 meters appeared around the red blood patriarch.

The conjecture was confirmed, this is a conspiracy against the red blood patriarch.

Then, wooden stakes and thorns appeared in all directions, attacking the red blood patriarch at an extremely fast speed.

Each stake thorn is about two meters by two meters square, and the sharpened side is a wooden thorn about half a meter long.

Once this thing stabs the flesh, I'm afraid it will immediately create a blood sieve.

Seeing the wooden stake thorns grow bigger in his pupils, the red blood patriarch smiled. Is this the only thing? Not enough.

He crossed his arms in front of his head, and the wooden stakes shattered and shot in all directions.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" voices came and went.

This was stabbed by the wooden reflection, and at least seven or eight people fell to the ground.

It's not over yet.

The place where the red blood patriarch was standing suddenly sank, and there was a huge trap, and three huge net bags fell from the sky.

The net is called a special vine man, which is covered with thorns, wet, and soaked in poisonous juice.

The venom spilled a little around the trap, and the vegetation withered instantly.

Toxic!

And the bottom of the trap is all barbed wire.

"Okay, it seems that you have prepared a good appetizer for me, and I will play with you." The red blood patriarch laughed wildly, glanced at Zhe Yu in the distance, and then glanced at the one not far away. coffin.

Just as he was approaching the bottom of the trap, the Chixue Patriarch pointed his finger, and his body seemed to be dragged by the cloud, and he would not fall again. At the same time, he stretched out his palm and held it on the top of his head. The nets began to tighten, straighten, and cracked inch by inch, turning into prophecy powder.

Just when he wanted him to go to the ground, the vines between the trees swayed in midair, and more than a dozen lurking masters, with their arms wrapped around the vines, swayed and shot arrows at the red blood patriarch.

All of a sudden, arrows flew in disorder, densely packed.

Of course, the Red Blood Patriarch hadn't turned into a sieve yet, and his toga and sleeves swung open in the air, striking hard. The random arrows changed direction under his sleeve, going where they came from.

There was a piercing sound of "嗤嗤嗤", it was the dull sound of random arrows piercing the flesh, hissing in pain.

The vine was cut in half, and the master on the vine fell to the ground.

But the formation is not chaotic, their movements are uniform, their hind feet are slightly bent to maintain their balance, their right arms are stretched forward, and sleeve arrows are shot out from their wrists.

This round was a veritable hidden weapon battle.

One after another, the coordination is seamless.

At first, the Chixue Patriarch had hoped for a good show, but he couldn't deal with it with all his strength. However, beating him lost his patience. These people may be masters of various sects and organizations, but in the eyes of the Chixue Patriarch, they are still like ants. How could he, such a towering tree, be willing to be shaken by gnats?

He hit harder, and blood began to spray and trickle around the graveyard.

Someone fell, and someone rushed up.

"Okay, it's time to end!"

The Red Blood Ancestor launched his big move, not that the domain is better than the domain, and it is not that the enchantment is similar to the enchantment. The body of the person who entered it was sluggish, unable to move, and blood oozed from the seven orifices, which was very terrifying.

"Back!" A cheer came from a distance.

This wave of attack was all under Pei Yuanxian's men.

With the four masters of the spear as the main force, the four of them held their swords and stabbed towards the barrier that did not exist in the void. Blood flowed from their facial features, and cracks appeared in the film-like "enchantment", and Zhe Yu's long sword was thrown casually, becoming the last straw that crushed the camel's back.

The boundaries are broken.

This wave of masters retreated like masters.

How could the red blood patriarch be willing to be provoked and let them retreat? Impossible, can't even think about it.

"go to hell!"

However, his new round of attack was taken over by another wave of people.

Obviously, this group of people dressed differently from the previous ones. Everyone looks a little... bloated, to be exact.

Without exception, their weapons are long swords.

The red blood patriarch quickly discovered the strangeness.

They are changing formation.

This is very much like a team of hundreds of people, and everyone is extremely capable. In the formation, their abilities are strengthened.

Double, no, quadruple.

"The first formation, the long snake formation!"

The commander was Zhe Yu, and he was waving a flag in his hand, on which a snake was painted. There is a long sword nailed to the seven inches of the snake.

Few people know that in ancient times, some tribes believed in the mysterious bird, and some tribes believed in the Teng Snake, and the soldiers respected Teng Snake as the Red Blood God King.

Apparently, Oriha knew about this legend.

In the lineage of the Pei family, Teng Snake was the first to be respected, and it was called "Red Blood" after the ancestor of Chi Xue.

Now this mighty Teng Snake was impaled by the Excalibur, which was clearly Zhe Yu's provocation to Chi Xue.

The Chixue Patriarch was enraged, and the Teng Snake roared wildly, saying "Po Po Po" three times, and the long snake array shattered.

The flag in Zhe Yu's hand changed again, "The two dragons come out of the water array!"

The team deformed again.

The Chixue Patriarch flew into the air and shot in Zhe Yu's direction, "What a two-dragon out-of-water formation, is it possible that you really want to create a top ten formation?"

Zhe Yu directly accepted the "Gaze into the Abyss" of the Chixue Patriarch.

Because the Chixue Patriarch was multitasking, his power was reduced, and Zhe Yu was not what he used to be.

"Old man, old man, come and have a try."

The red blood patriarch's beard and hair stood on end, straight to the sky. It was evident that he was in great rage.

No one has ever dared to address him like this, his majesty cannot be violated. "You are handsome, but unfortunately, you will never have the chance to go to the battlefield! Today, I will call you down on the spot!"

The formation of the two dragons out of the water means that the soldiers are divided into two groups, just like the two dragons. If you want to break this formation, you must prevent the two teams from being connected together, so that the maximum effect cannot be exerted.

At this time, the Red Blood Patriarch was already stuck at the junction of the two teams.

The partition has been created, and the two soldiers at the head and the tail were shot tens of meters away by the red blood patriarch, and each spit out a big mouthful of blood.

Although the formation was broken, what surprised the Chixue Patriarch was that although he only used 30% of his skill in one blow, the person who was hit did not die. What kind of resistance is this? Could it be that they have all practiced iron cloth shirts covered with gold bells?