Uncle Zifeng, Uncle Zhang Jingxin, and Uncle Wan have rushed into the darkness, trying to solve those gunmen.

And Zhao Tian and Zhang Xiaohu, as well as Wan Nuo, Shui Nian, and Huoyuan, hurriedly protected the people in the village to avoid more people from being killed.

The fierce exchange of fire lasted for about half an hour, and the gunfire gradually subsided, if it was simply a sneak attack of this magnitude, it would not have caused much trauma to us.

Several uncles all came over, Uncle Zifeng and none of them were injured, other special forces level uncles, six or seven people were wounded by gunshot wounds, but it was not serious, but more than 20 innocent people in the village died, many people had just started a family, like Ahua, children were still ignorant, and they were waiting to be fed.

"Uncle, uncle, what about my father, why is my father sleeping there," a two-year-old girl walked over, had just learned to speak, and pointed to Ah Hua, who was lying on the ground, and asked innocently,

In her eyes, I am afraid that she doesn't know what death is, and the mother on the side covers the child's eyes, trying her best to stabilize her emotions that are about to get out of control.

I bent down, stroked the little girl's hair, and said in a heavier voice: "Tong Tong, Dad is just tired and needs to take a break, and when he wakes up, he will play with you, and I will be your second father in the future, okay?"

"No, I want my dad to play with me, I want my dad," Tong Tong was still young after all, and seemed to feel the sad atmosphere of the scene, and cried faintly,

Everyone was silent, we didn't understand, we have been far away from the martial arts, far away from the strife, why should we still suffer endless revenge from the Dark Temple and the Mercy Fragrance Society,

Are these innocent villagers dangerous to them, and why should they die?

I can't tell the grief and indignation, I can't understand it,

"Hehe, what a beautiful fire, so enjoyable smell of blood, this is the masterpiece of our Dark Temple, our work of art," a familiar voice sounded in the darkness,

I saw that from the direction of the village entrance, countless figures walked out densely,

The first person, wearing a suit of armor-like black clothes, with a tall body, like a wolf and a tiger, with a provocative and arrogant coldness on his face, he was the twelfth in the Dark Temple, and the Lord of the Soul Hook Hall was arrogant,

The last time I was on a cruise ship, I was seriously injured and escaped, and it seems that he is now recovering from his injuries and is here to take revenge.

There were fifteen or sixteen black-robed people standing behind him, the early stage realm of Qing Yishui, and forty or fifty half-step innate masters, how monstrous the momentum was,

"We have lived in seclusion in a small village, but ask the rivers and lakes for disputes, why are you still aggressive, why have you killed so many innocent lives," I gritted my teeth and asked in a questioning voice,

"Hehe, such a retarded question, I'm ashamed that you can ask it, you want an answer, I can give it to you, I like to kill, especially people who are against me, can't I," arrogant and impermanence fiddled with his two hands, leading a group of people closer and closer,

"The dream of the dragon, what a loud name, but it is destined to have a tragic fate like a dog, twenty years ago, if it weren't for your obstacles, the entire Central Plains Martial Arts Our Dark Temple was destined to have half of the country, Lin Fei, Liu Jing's two hateful guys ruined our plans, and now, their sons are also stumbling blocks, before, our dark temple was too merciful to you, and has always given you the opportunity to take refuge in us, but you don't know how to cherish it, now it's okay, your hiding place has been discovered, just go to death, first eradicate your dragon dream, take the dog head of you, the so-called young king, and deal a heavy blow to the hearts of those so-called famous and decent people, and then erode them little by little, in less than a year, the Central Plains martial arts will become history, here, including the whole world is the world of our dark temple, ”

The more arrogant he spoke, the more excited he became, his expression was extremely crazy, and he came to a position more than thirty meters away from us, and the strong pressure made people tremble.

Especially those innocent villagers, when have they encountered such a scene, in the face of the sacrifice of their relatives and the village burned by the war, many people wept bitterly, extremely desperate,

"You juniors, escort the villagers to hide in the mountains, we will cover, we can't let the villagers sacrifice for us again," Uncle Zifeng stepped forward first,

"There are so many people, how can you stop it, we won't leave," Zhao Tian said,

"Once in times of crisis, the villagers took us in, now is the time for our dragon dream to repay the favor, as long as we have one person left, we can't let these dog mongrels hurt a single hair of the villagers, don't talk nonsense, go quickly," Uncle Zhang Jingxin roared proudly,

"Xiaohu, you take Shui Nian, Huo Yuan, and other uncles to protect the villagers up the mountain, so that we can let go of our hands and feet for a big battle, don't worry, we will rush over later," I said in a deep voice,

In fact, if we give up these villagers, we are forty percent sure that we can escape safely, after all, our skills are here, we can't beat them, we can't run away,

However, the existence of the dragon's dream is destined not to leave any of his friends, even if it is a sea of swords and fires, facing the risk of death, and if we fight with all our might, we may not be able to fight against Arrogance and his men.

Hearing our words, Zhang Xiaohu gritted his teeth and took more than 100 villagers to the mountain.

However, at this moment, on the roofs of some houses in the village, there was a sharp sound of breaking the sky, and I saw a figure dressed in white, suddenly appearing on it, the majestic breath made people feel terrible, one of the women, standing in the front was surrounded by more than a dozen people in white,

Her long purple hair is pulled high behind her head, and the white veil on her body is like a poisonous snake winding upward, wrapping her body, like a spinning top, her seductive skin looms in front of everyone, and her towering chest squeezes out a pair of deep ravines, which are both sexy and ghostly, and the momentum exuded by her body is also very powerful, the late congenital realm, and it is stronger than arrogance,

I have never seen this woman and a dozen white-clothed men behind her, although they are not as numerous as the arrogant men, but their combat effectiveness is amazing, eighteen kinds of weapons, iron ropes, sickles, broadswords, axes, everything, the woman is holding a long whip like a poisonous snake, full of spikes,

"Why isn't Liu Jing here, hehe, our Dark Temple has always suspected that Lin Fei didn't die twenty years ago, and this time the Young Heroes Meeting, his son got Jiuyang Grass, so he hurried back to this foothold, what is the purpose, now it seems that Lin Fei is really alive, but he is dying, and he needs Jiuyang Grass to renew his life, twenty years ago, the dream of the dragon hindered the plan of my Dark Temple, and today, twenty years later, you will be wiped out, at the cost of your own head, sacrifice the flag for my Dark Palace's plan to embezzle the Central Plains Martial Arts, and hand over Lin Fei, I can give you a good time, otherwise, I will let you suffer the eighteen kinds of torture of my Nili Palace," said the sexy woman in white proudly,

"She should be the eleventh rank of the Dark Temple, Aoi is windy," Brother Mang said in a solemn voice on the side,

The other party speaks a somewhat jerky Chinese, and the eighteen white-clothed people behind him look different from us Chinese, and it is expected that they are from the island country like Aoi Feng,

"Aoi, we can handle this little thing in the Soul Hook Palace, you don't have to make a move, you just have to watch it there," Ao Wuchang sneered,

"Hmph, don't be too arrogant, don't be too arrogant, lest you run away in embarrassment like last time, and the whole army will be wiped out, this time the boss sent me, just to worry that you will not be able to do things well, I will give you half an hour, if you can't kill these Huaxia pigs, don't blame me for robbing you of your credit," Aoi Feng clasped his hands around his chest and said disdainfully,

Hearing this, the corner of his arrogant eyes twitched, and then with a wave of his hand, more than fifty subordinates behind him rushed towards us.

In this battle, there was a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and me, and there was absolutely no rescue, which was the most irreversible battle I have ever faced.

Everyone is aware of the passive situation, but there are so many innocent villagers here, as long as we can still stand, there is no reason to give up,

On the opposite side, more than a dozen early innate masters, more than forty half-step innate masters, under the leadership of arrogance and impermanence, are like bloodthirsty wolves, with a fierce murderous aura, rampant rush over,