Chapter 60: The Brutal Wild Man

  "Bill? Okay, here it is!"

  Crystal finished speaking and turned to Arrow Feng, the rhombus crystal stone rotated with white light, covering Arrow Feng's wound. With a gentle lift of her hand, the arrow was pulled out, and the white light slowly fell down. To everyone's surprise, Arrow Feng's wound stopped bleeding. All eyes were fixed on the scene before them, something that only a light system magician could accomplish. Crystal's mysterious soldier actually had such skills.

  The crystal body swayed gently, apparently her skills in healing were not very strong yet. She took a deep breath, turned around and tossed the arrow to Cai Ge, saying lightly: "This is what you wanted, returning it to you."

  "Oh, I didn't expect that you, Masked Girl, had such skills. Very good, very good, alright, as long as you can cure the Black Bear, we'll consider this account settled for now." Cai Ge said with a self-satisfied tone.

  "It's said that the people of Juggernaut Camp aren't too bright, I thought it was just hearsay, but it turns out to be true. Crystal means... you can hurt our people, why can't we hurt yours? You come without giving anything in return, haha, it seems like you're not even as good as my savage brain!" Wu Ya said with a face as black as coal, revealing his perfectly aligned teeth, sneering.

  Cai Ge also savored the taste at this time, accustomed to standing high above and thinking about things from a superior angle, it's inevitable that he would have some self-righteousness, his gloomy face was terrifying. He looked towards Shui Jing, who directly pointed at Wu Yue Dao: "This is our last resort!"

  Wu Ya didn't refuse, took a step forward and beckoned to Cai Ge.

  This move made Crystal want to swallow him again, you hooked your hand in a bad way, and insisted on going against the strongest person, thinking that the elite soldiers of the camp couldn't compare to the stupid North Dipper Riders, giving you some face and you became arrogant!

  "Savage, you're asking for death." Cai Ge took off his outer garment, revealing his robust muscles. In a flash of light, two heavy hammers appeared in his hands, not the Flowing Star Hammers this time, but ordinary heavy hammers: "Bring out your mysterious soldiers!"

  "You think you can wield the Bright Sword with your clumsy skills? What a joke!" Wu Ya said coldly, then turned around and asked the members of the Qi Bing squad behind him, "Who will lend me their sword?"

  Everyone looked at each other in dismay, but then a ghost appeared with a sword. We didn't come to the Qibing group to decorate ourselves with swords, especially not in this place where people would laugh at us. Just then, someone from behind called out: "Brother, take the sword!"

  A delicate sword was run out, very light in hand, this is a sword that doesn't enter the ranks.

  "Huh?"

  Wu Ya let out a soft "hmm" and looked towards the person who borrowed his sword, his expression suddenly turning strange. How come it's this guy again? Is he born just to borrow my sword? Yes, this is the same old brother who has borrowed Wu Ya's sword twice before, both times in Beidou City. Who knows when he mixed into the Qibing group? Is he a member of the Qibing group?

  "Decorated sword, savage, this is you looking for your own death." Cai Ge sneered coldly, "Since you don't even dare to take out the Xuanbing Sword, I'll give you three moves. Come on, I'll just stand here and let you stab me with three swords."

  Wu Ya didn't probe further about the guy who borrowed his sword. He raised his sword and turned around, staring at him coldly: "Then I won't be polite!"

  In an instant, Wu Ya's entire demeanor seemed to change, no longer like the vagrant fool on Beidou's impoverished streets. His feet seemed to float off the ground, eerie and dark, as if he were a ghost in the black night. However, this aura only lasted for an instant before changing again, making it seem like just an illusion. The ghost vanished, but the wind spirit appeared, bringing with it the wind, Wu Ya made his move.

  Make yourself three swords, if it's the move of the black-faced sword spirit, then Wu Ya can guarantee that this guy won't see the sunlight in the next second. Originally, it was also intended to be so, but he soon changed his attention.

  The Black-Faced Sword Spirit is obviously an assassin, a super-strong assassin sword spirit. What's most terrifying about assassins isn't their exceptional swordsmanship or their impressive killing techniques and tactics, but rather their ability to hide in plain sight. No one knows that he's an assassin, making him the most fearsome of all. Wu Yao decided to keep this killing technique hidden away, perhaps it would come in handy someday.

  For some reason, he suddenly thought of the Dugu family, who would definitely face in the future. The more hidden, the more cards you have, the more beneficial it is to yourself. Fengying's swordsmanship was equally weak, although its killing power was far inferior to that of Hei Lianjianling.

  "Hmm..."

  The sword hummed lightly, and the mysterious energy condensed on the decorative sword pressed towards Cai Ge. From between the two hammers, it pierced in deeply. Of course, the twin hammers were his innate Xuanbing, which would automatically protect their master. With a "clang", the first sword returned without success, and the second sword followed closely.

  Cai Ge's strength was clearly around the middle of the Jangbing segment, and his Xuan Qi was much deeper than Wu Ya's. With powerful Xuan Qi and the protection of his dual hammers, Cai Ge didn't believe that this wild man's three swords could stir up any waves. Indeed, the second sword still returned without success, and as for the third sword, he expected it to be no different. As soon as he made the third strike, he would swing his dual hammers directly and blast this guy into smithereens, into black powder.

  "Hmm..."

  A blood column spouted from his shoulder, splashing onto the double hammers in front of him. Wu Ya slowly withdrew his sword and smiled: "Three swords are done, you can make your move now. Hehe, thanks for letting me go first, Cai Ge really has the demeanor of a master!"

  Three Swords? Is this all there is to the Three Swords?

  Just now, Mingming clearly saw him stab out two swords. How could there be three swords? But there were no three swords. What about the blood pillar on Cai Ge's shoulder? Finally, the pain on his shoulder awakened Cai Ge from his daze. He let out a crazy roar: "Who ambushed me?"

  The people behind the giant gate are like wooden stakes, who would dare to launch a sneak attack on Brother Cai?

  "No need to ask, my sword indeed came back from behind you, your Xuanbing is too stupid and doesn't even have the consciousness of automatic defense at the back." Wu Ya revealed the answer, but everyone was still confused and didn't know how he did it. Shui Jing and Lü Yan just saw that after Wu Ya's second sword, he seemed to flick out a green light, which wasn't very clear.

  "Roar......"

  There are countless martial arts and combat techniques in the world, and nothing is impossible. Since Wu Ya acknowledged it, Cai Ge didn't bother to ask more questions, and swung his hammer at him. The wound on his shoulder made him furious, like a wounded beast.

  He relied on his powerful connections to bully others with three swords, but in the end, these three swords really hurt himself, and no one's face could be saved.

  Wu Ya stepped on the wind under her feet, and the wind was so fast that it was astonishing. The whole person was like a phantom dodging Cai Ge's attack. The sword didn't dare to stretch out randomly, this was an ornamental sword, as long as it touched lightly, the sword would scatter.

  Waiting for an opportunity to strike, this is Wu Yao's current strategy. Soon he seized the chance, his sword flashed out...

  "Hmm..."

  Another blood pillar spurted out of Cai Ge's body, a second sword strike.