The Hanba Sword Ruo violently slashed the Fu Zhen again and shook the Fu Zhen heavily.

Fu Zhen blew blood from his mouth, but he could not escape from Ba Fenghan's "Demon Moon Chain" step, and there were two masters rushing to the formation. Qimei Stick Mei Tian and Jin Gun Mei Xun had already escaped quickly at this time. Just now, when Chao Gongcuo, the immortal man from the South China Sea opposite, flew down the mountain, the Meimei Stick Mei Tian, ​​who had been paying attention to the battle situation there, immediately rushed to the air with a stick.

Mei Xun, the golden spear, also went far away. The golden spear was shaped like a dragon soaring into the air, spreading its teeth and claws, leaving without trace.

Everyone who escaped from the South China Sea Sect seemed to have a unique and particularly good method.

The two old men in black did not forcibly stop their martial arts. Although they were of high martial arts, they were better at scattered pursuit. They were definitely not the ones they were best at. How could they catch up with the crazy escape of Qimei Stick Mei Tian and Jin Gun Mei Xun?

They remember that strange boy said: It is better to cut one finger than to hurt ten fingers.

If you were not chasing separately or not, you would have no problem with the power of three people to leave Fu Zhendao, which made the mountain-opening axe. If it weren't for the heroic spirit of Ba Fenghan, the long white and fierce dead species, would have been buried on the top of the slope of this small valley. Fu Zhen has not died yet, but it is almost the same.

He knelt on his knees with soft limbs and knees, and his eyes were filled with black bloodshots from his seven orifices, and he even gushed blood into his mouth.

The giant mountain-opening axe was still in his hand, but under the heavy slash of the domineering sword, he had only the power of the last blow.

Fu Zhen tried his best to lift his waist and slowly stood up straight, lifting the giant axe high above the top and gathering the biggest and lasting skills of his life, and rushed towards Ba Fenghan frantically.

"Hmph." The aura bursting from Ba Fenghan's body was like a pool of blood boiling. Two huge blood rings appeared on each of his feet. He turned the knife into a bloody mouth of a hungry tiger. He retaliated against Xiang Fu Zhen with a more crazy and unyielding momentum. The swords and axes intersected silently. After that confrontation, Ba Fenghan was shocked dozens of feet away.

"Hu..." Ba Fenghan fell to the ground. He could only barely support his heavy body with his knife and hands.

Blood flowed out from the corners of his lips and turned into long blood.

A stream of axe burst out on Ba Fenghan's back, splashing a half-moon-shaped axe wound. The clothes behind him were broken and blood was shot. The axe behind him burst out and turned into pieces and then shattered. Ba Fenghan's body was as heavy as the thunderbolt, and the blood dripped in his mouth and nose. The head almost fell to the ground.

However, those big hands covered with blue veins were trying hard to support their tough will, like steel wire, making Ba Fenghan stand up straight as his spine sounded. Although he still trembled slightly, Ba Fenghan laughed like a madman.

Fu Zhen, who had been holding the axe in the laughter, suddenly burst out a blood waterfall on his head. Then he suddenly separated in two halves and two separates. It seemed as if an invisible knife cut him from head to toe in two halves. The heavy giant axe slashed heavily on the ground and sank deep into the ground. However, Fu Zhen's body fell on both sides and rolled down the hillside and spitted into the grass.

Wang Bodang and the Wagang army were evacuating urgently. If the enemy crossed the pile of corpses, then I believe that they would soon taste the crossbow arrows that destroyed the Turks.

Although Du Ganmu and Yan Lihui had five hundred soldiers each surrounded the enemy's rear, Wang Bodang would never hope for them anymore. Because more than 800 Turks disappeared under the rain of arrows. If he delayed it a little, there would be only one result for the Wagang Army, which would be the destruction of the entire army. Wang Bodang was unwilling to escape at the battle and even more unwilling to abandon his friends and retreat, but he had to retain some vitality for the Secret Duke.

More importantly, he had to report this news to the Secretariat.

The enemy is far more terrifying than expected. Not only are their own actions known to them, but they are also terrifying. Zhuge Liannu Yanshi City is definitely not easy to capture. Wang Bodang tried his best to fight the horse and wanted to escape as soon as possible. At least he must survive before reporting this important message.

At this time, Wang Bo even ignored the need to turn over and fallen soldiers. At least a dozen riders were riding around the dozen tilted trees. Because of excessive fright, he fell to the ground and almost no one got up again. Not only did the companions behind him trampled into flesh paste, most of the survivors had broken their tendons. Wang Bo Bo Bo was ruthless and pretended not to see their prayers, and his eyes were as windy as windy as the wind beside them.

He must not stay for such a short moment.

On the other side of the Corpse Mountain at the entrance of the small valley, more than a dozen cavalry enemies rushed to the top of the Corpse Mountain and were about to chase him here.

At the entrance of the small valley, as long as you leave here and run down the slope, you can scatter all the worlds and east. No matter how powerful the enemy is, it is absolutely impossible to catch all of them in one place. As long as one of them can go back, you can believe it and bring the news to the secret public.

When Wang Bodang saw that the fastest vanguard had approached Gukou, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

The entrance of the valley is very wide and can accommodate twenty or thirty cavalry to squeeze out together, even if there are many people in the enemy, it is absolutely impossible to stop them. Wang Bodou held his longbow and aimed at the entrance of the valley with three magic arrows. If there really is an enemy there, he will shoot these three arrows out and tear open the enemy's formation.

But no one in Taniguchi is very safe quietly.

The dozens of horse-riding hooves were pounding like thunder and rain, and the sound was thundering and raining. Wang Bo suddenly felt relieved and did not ambush when he saw it. However, there were pursuers behind him and the pursuers were getting closer and closer. The person was a handsome and heroic young man. He held a long sword in his hand and instigated the fast horse under his seat and was leading the crowd like an angry arrow.

"Hiss..." Wang Bodang turned around and three sharp arrows in his hand came out, holding the strong wind and pierced the young man.

"Spin between eyebrows!" The young man didn't wait for the flying arrow to shoot on his horse's back and bounced up from his horse's back and rotated the three arrows like a wheel. The three arrows were swept in the air with an extremely mysterious technique. But what was surprising was that it was not shaking or picking flying arrows, but the powerful arrows of the direction of the arrows still flew straight into the sky. They went straight to the sky without seeing them, and the sound of breaking through the air for a long time.

"Chasing!" The young man used the power of the countershock to return to his horse's back and waved his sword and shouted: "Catch Wang Bodang!"

Wang Bodang had heard of this young man. This is Song Shidao, the son of Song Que, the Tiandao. He heard that he is the gentlest and most gentle person among the four clans. His martial arts are also at the end of everyone. However, the three arrow shots that Wang Bodang was proud of just now made Wang Bodang realize that the rumors were false.

It turns out that this Song Shidao did have the strength to defeat Mei Xun, the head of the Nanhai Sect, Jinqiu, and Mei Xun, which was not what their Nanhai Sect said, "Song Shidao used poisonous smoke and tricks to help You.

When Wang Bodang saw Song Shidao so brave, he felt a little disappointed in his heart. He rode his horse and turned around and wanted to flee.

However, after turning around, there was something that made him feel even more terrified.

Laojun View of Cuiyun Peak on the Gushan Mountain.

There are fewer audience members, but the more fragrant it is.

"Jun Yan." Li Mi's voice became a little bit ethereal but still said softly: "I'll leave it to you."

"Don't worry, Mr. Mi." Zu Junyan quickly bent down and replied respectfully: "If that person can still defend Yanshi City, then Mr. Yan can hereby guarantee you. As long as I have a breath, I will never let him affect Mr. Mi's plan."

"Sixty thousand people." A chuckle came from Li Mi's golden demon face, "In addition, Jun Yan's wisdom, I firmly believe that Yan Shi will not defend him. Although that man is very skilled in martial arts, he is not afraid of entering the city. He will never leave the old and young people in Yan Shi City who are alone to escape the 60,000 people. Even if he is tired, he can exhaust him to death at Yan Shi City. In addition, the Turkic Khan has more than 5,000 cavalry coming. If there is no accident, I believe that this army will come to Yan Shi City on the fifth day of Jun Yan's attack. "

"Don't worry too much about the secret." Zu Junyan quickly said respectfully: "It is still a big deal for Duke Chongmi to have five thousand Turkic cavalry and archery elites, then he will be like a tiger."

"The great achievements must not be taken away by the Turks." Li Mi snorted: "I have tens of thousands of heavy armored infantry, thousands of elite Pushan public camps, and many more troops assist the city with internal tunnels and gates in the light and dark areas. Even if that family is not effective, after all, if I am in the hands of the palace, can't I still conquer that city like a waste? I originally wanted Jun Yan to build this magical skill, but I might not be able to support your body... Jun Yan has been better recently?"

Li Mi suddenly asked Zu Junyan's body with concern, and his voice was extremely gentle and friendly. He always made people feel warm when they heard it.

"Don't worry, Mr. Secret." Zu Junyan coughed slightly and shook his head repeatedly, "It doesn't matter, I can hold on... I'm fine..."

"After the Battle of Yanshi," Li Mi said gently: "Jun Yan can have a good rest."

After hearing this, Zu Junyan suddenly remembered Shen Luoyan in Rongyang for some reason and flashed the sentence "Crazy Rabbit and Dead Lie" in his heart. He shivered in his heart. He secretly looked at Li Mi and saw that his demon eyes were flashing. He was looking at him without realizing that he was even more cold sweating.

"Thank you, Mr. Mi." Zu Junyan said in fear and trepidation: "I should have a good rest, but Junyan will definitely swear to take Yanshi for Mr. Miyan first and then rest. Cough cough, even in the last battle, I hope to defeat that person."

"There are many places that need Jun Yan's help in the future!" Li Mi smiled gentlely and said, "Don't work too hard and have a good rest and recuperate after this battle. Jun Yan, Shigong and Bodang can be said to be my left and right arm. I have the three of you who have the length of your arms. If possible, I would rather exchange your true arms for your injuries. So please take care of yourself and never make any mistakes easily."

"Mr. Mi is ashamed and dare not take it..." Zu Junyan even paid tribute to Li Mi in fear.

A dark horse and golden sword turned out from the entrance of the small valley.

When Wang Bodang saw the 18th floor of the Ice Hell, he felt that even the blood in his body was frozen.

Because the person with the dark horse and the Golden Sword was actually Xu Ziling.
Chapter completed!