The enemy has already caught up, Qi Yihang can only do this, let Jin Heming take the old and weak women and children to withdraw quickly, and they will stay behind.

"Three Elders, you all go. Second Elder Fei Ming, an ordinary middle-aged man, the Eighth Rank Grand Master, came to Qi Yihang, "All of you withdraw, leave ten disciples behind, and follow me to defend against the enemy." ”

"Second Elder......"

"It's an order. Fei Ming said in a deep voice.

Qi Yihang gritted his teeth, "Second Elder, I'm waiting for you in Baiming City." After speaking, he turned around and shouted: "Everyone, speed up and retreat." ”

The large army escorted the old and weak women and children to evacuate in a hurry towards Baiming City, and Fei Ming took ten disciples who volunteered to stay, waiting for the enemy.

Thundered...!

There were too many people on the other side, four or five hundred, and the ground was trembling when they ran.

These ten disciples, clenching the sword in their hands, their finger bones turned white, and it was false to say that they were not nervous... In the face of so many enemies, who dares to say that they are not nervous.

But they know that they can't retreat... Among the old and infirm women and children were their parents, wives and children.

The enemy is getting closer.

Soon, the two sides were less than 100 meters.

Fei Ming's momentum rose all over his body, and he was murderous.

The ten disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect had fierce eyes, and whether they could survive or not was no longer in their consideration, so they just wanted to be able to pull a few more cushions on their backs before they died.

Looking at the enemies rushing over, they don't feel sad in their hearts... He didn't die at the hands of a fierce beast, but he died at the hands of humans, but he was the most aggrieved.

All grievances can be turned into anger, and there are only ten people, but they are murderous.

The enemy was closer, less than fifty meters, and their hideous faces could be seen.

"Fei Ming, just a few of you, you want to stop us too?" a middle-aged horse-faced sneer with disdain.

Huang Fengmen, Huang Ran.

This man who had seen him well-behaved and extremely humble, now he was obsessed with the Lord, and began to swing his butcher's knife at them.

"Huang Ran, you will regret it. Fei Ming didn't have any extra words, because it was useless to say more, and these people were already mad.

"Regret?" Huang Ran sneered, "When we kill you, we will disappear without a trace, I know that you have your back to the God of Killing, but in this world, it is not the God of Killing that is in charge, and there are places where he can't find it." ”

"Without further ado, let's do it. "A stout man with murderous intent on his face... Flying Sword Gate, the owner of the door, Chen Chuanlin.

Fei Ming originally wanted to delay time, but now he can't do it, he is not a person who is good at words.

However, he looked at the tall black-robed man in the crowd opposite, dressed in a black robe, and imposing.

"I see. Fei Ming said calmly: "I said how can you have the confidence to love the master, it turns out that you have taken refuge in the divine realm." ”

"Kill. The black-robed man's only exposed eyes were gloomy and hoarse, spitting out a word.

"Kill them. Huang Ran waved the long knife in his hand, and rushed towards Fei Ming, and when he was on the way, he slashed with the sword, and the sword burst out.

Chen Chuanlin also moved, slapped out with one palm, and his internal breath swept away.

Both of them are seventh-rank grand masters, and only two people can fight at the same time to have a fight with Fei Ming.

Boom...!

Fei Ming made a move, shattered the sword, and defeated the inner breath.

"Kill. Chen Chuanlin ordered, and the disciples behind him also rushed over.

Fei Ming sighed, "Kill, kill as much as you can." ”

The ten disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect naturally knew that if they killed one more, their relatives who were retreating would be less dangerous.

Fei Ming fought Chen Chuanlin and Huang Ran alone.

Bang...!

With a palm, Fei Ming broke Huang Ran's long knife, knocked him away, and coughed up blood.

Although the seventh and eighth grades look similar, they are actually very far apart... If Fei Ming wasn't too tired, this palm would have cost him half his life.

Rumble...!

Chen Chuanlin sent a palm behind Fei Ming, and he was drumming inside.

Fei Ming turned around and slapped his hand without any fancy.

With a bang, Chen Chuanlin was shocked and flew out, and Fei Ming himself stumbled a few steps... Fleeing for two days in a row, after several battles, the disciples also rested, he didn't have time to rest at all, bandaging the disciples, healing his wounds, he was too tired.

The ten disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect also fought with the opposing party's people.

As soon as they fought, the gap between the two sides could be seen.

Although there are only ten people in the Purple Cloud Sect, they are as powerful as a rainbow, as ruthless as a wolf, and their moves are all killing moves, and the swords are deadly.

One by one, the enemy was directly killed by ten in seconds, one for each person.

Burst...!

A group of disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect separated, and the sword light was like a chain, directly cutting the opponent from the center of the eyebrows to the stomach, and the blood was gushing like a spring.

Another disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, with a light shout, concentrated all his strength, concentrated on one point, and slashed off the enemy's wrist with one sword, and then pierced the opponent's body with one sword.

Ten people, in the face of hundreds of people, are not afraid at all, since they stay, there is no reason to be afraid, even if they are afraid, these people will not be soft-hearted, the only thing they can do is to kill, kill desperately.

Blood splattered, stumps and severed arms flew sideways.

The red blood stained the ground, and it also stained the ten disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect into blood, like devils from hell, which was terrifying.

It's too ruthless, even if you fight to get a knife, you have to kill the other party.

Although the ten people of the Purple Cloud Sect were strong, their strength was limited after all, and they were all colored, but they killed more than thirty people on the other side.

Bang bang...!

Huang Ran and Chen Chuanlin were shocked by Fei Ming again, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding.

Fei Ming's body staggered, he was unsteady on his feet, and he almost fell.

"Waste of time. The black-robed man said hoarsely.

When the words fell, the person had already turned into a black lightning bolt and swept out, and slapped his palm towards Fei Ming.

Boom... Burst...

Fei Ming's chest cavity collapsed, and the whole person flew out sideways, and blood gushed out from his mouth.

"The Emperor of the Intermediate People..."Fei Ming said with difficulty, but only he could hear the voice clearly.

Puff...!

The two long swords pierced directly through Fei Ming's left and right chests.

It was Chen Chuanlin and Huang Ran, who each picked up a sword and rushed up to kill Fei Ming.

Fei Ming's eyes widened angrily, and he was very unwilling to die, perhaps worried about the outcome of the Purple Cloud Sect.

The ten disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect were red-eyed, slashing frantically, and there were no superfluous movements, just to kill each other and make a fatal move.

They are fierce, and they are not afraid of death.

However, outnumbered, they were also covered with wounds.

One... Two... Three... Gradually, they couldn't support it, they were exhausted, and they were hacked to death by the enemy.

In just ten minutes, Fei Ming was killed in battle, and all ten disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect were killed, and these dead disciples were full of swords.

However, despite the defeat, it is still glorious.

They annihilated the enemy, more than 60 people.

Chen Chuanlin and Huang Ran's faces were pale and ugly, and the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect were too strong in combat to make them frightened.

"Chase. ”

The black-robed man ordered.

Huang Ran and Chen Chuanlin began to pursue with injuries.

Thundered... Hundreds, like locusts, chased after them.

For ten minutes, these exhausted old and weak women and children did not run far at all.

Three miles away, eleven people stood quietly in the middle of the road.

At the head was Yang Hui, the fourth elder of the Purple Cloud Sect, and the other ten people, disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect.

They originally thought that they were answering Fei Ming's ... When the enemy appeared in sight, their eyes were slightly red, knowing that the second elder had died in battle and would never be able to respond again.

"Ready... Meet the enemy. ”

Yang Hui didn't have any extra words, and said in a deep voice.

Wow...!

The sword rises horizontally, and the forest flashes.

Waves of smoke and dust swept in, and the enemy was getting closer and closer.

Huang Ran, Chen Chuanlin saw Yang Hui and the others with disdain.

Huang Ran laughed wildly, "Yang Hui, even Fei Ming can't stop us, why don't you measure yourself." ”

Yang Hui's eyes were cold, "I've never been so self-conscious, I knew I would die, but I could also expect that you would die worse than us." ”

"Hmph, Fei Ming said this before, he wants to scare me with a killing god... I'm telling you, don't be delusional. ”

Yang Hui's gaze fell on the black-robed man, and he sneered: "Divine Realm, the mouse with its head and tail hidden... Huang Ran, Chen Chuanlin, do you really think this will protect you?"

The black-robed man said hoarsely: "Do you sow discord? Don't you think it's too naïve to play this at this time." ”

Yang Hui sneered, "Are you naïve, Huang Ran, Chen Chuanlin, they are not the leaders of a small sect, and they are not important to your God Realm at all. They are just chess pieces in your hand, and when this game of chess is finished, you and I know what will happen to the chess pieces. ”

Huang Ran and Chen Chuanlin's faces were a little ugly.

At this point, the two of them didn't think about it, once the Divine Realm gave up on them... Then, these small sects, in front of the killing god, I am afraid they are not even ants.

"Don't worry, I said I would keep you safe, and I said I would do it. The black-robed man said hoarsely.

"Heh..."Yang Hui sneered disdainfully, "Huang Ran, Chen Chuanlin, didn't you hear clearly, he said him, not the Divine Realm to protect you... Do you really think that he alone can stop the killing god?"

Huang Ran and Chen Chuanlin looked at the black-robed man.

Yang Hui sneered again, "I'm afraid, you haven't even seen his face... After this is over, will you still be able to find him? Do you know where the Divine Realm is?"

The black-robed man snorted coldly, "Joke, what I represent is the meaning of the Divine Realm." ”

"Can you really represent the Divine Realm?" Yang Hui sneered.

"That's a lot of nonsense, kill them. The black-robed man was a little annoyed.

Huang Ran and Chen Chuanlin were slightly stunned and didn't move for a while.

"Why? don't you believe me?" said the black-robed man angrily, "Besides, do you have any other choice but to believe me now?"

Huang Ran and Chen Chuanlin nodded subconsciously, indeed, they now have no way out except to believe in the black-robed man.

Huang Ran said angrily: "Yang Hui, don't sow discord here and suffer death." ”

Yang Hui's cultivation is not as high as Huang Rangao, and the purpose of saying so much is to delay time... Now, more than ten minutes have passed.

Enough is enough.

Yang Hui led ten people to fight.

In just three minutes... Yang Hui was killed in battle, and the ten disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect, all of whom were killed in different places.

"Chase. The black-robed man ordered.

Thundered... Hundreds, rolling up the dust, continued the pursuit.

Five miles away, eleven people, across the middle of the road.

Headed by the five elders of the Purple Cloud Sect, Zheng Haoqing, and the ten disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect.

Now, there is only life to stall for time.

When they saw the enemy, they knew that the second elder Fei Ming and the fourth elder Yang Hui were all killed in battle.

"Prepare, meet the enemy. ”

Zheng Haoqing said the same thing.

They knew they were going to die, the question was how long it could last.

Seven minutes later... All were killed in battle.

Eleven lives, only seven minutes.

A few miles away, the people led by Jin Heming were here.

I can't run... Even if someone dragged it with their lives, they really couldn't run, and they were still several kilometers away from Baiming City.

On the way, several elderly people died of exhaustion.

Lack of food and water, no way to replenish physical energy, crazy running, simply unable to support.

Qi Yiming's face was heavy.

"Heming, I really can't run. ”

Jin Heming's face was bitter, not to mention these people, he couldn't run.

"Rest in place. Jin Heming ordered, "Rest for five minutes, and then hurry." ”

Five minutes, now it's a luxury for them.

Everyone sat down on the ground tiredly, cherishing these five minutes.

"I don't know what happened to the second elder?" Qi Yihang looked behind him and muttered in a low voice.

Jin Heming's face was full of sadness, in fact, everyone knew it in their hearts... Eleven people at a time, they can't stop the footsteps of those people at all, they must be more than lucky.

However, there is no time to grieve now, maybe they will be next.

Five minutes passed quickly.

Jin Heming shouted, "Get up all and get ready to go." ”

However, none of them could get up.

Again and again, again and again, again and again.

It's so tiring... Everyone was exhausted, and five minutes of rest was a drop in the bucket, and it couldn't be relieved at all.

"Hurry up, Baiming City is ahead, and when we get to Baiming City, we will be safe. ”

However, no matter how Jin Heming mobilized, everyone also tried to stand up, but they couldn't do it at all.

"Elder Jin, we're so tired, we haven't eaten much or drunk much water for two days, we're all out of strength, let's rest for a while, five minutes, five minutes. An old man pleaded.

Jin Heming opened his mouth, but finally didn't say it... In five minutes, it is likely that the enemy will catch up.

Qi Yihang patted him on the shoulder, "Everyone is too tired, let's rest for another five minutes." ”

Five minutes later, under the constant urging of Jin Heming, everyone supported each other and stood up tremblingly, but their legs were as if they were filled with lead, and it was difficult to move.

Thundered...!

At the end of the horizon, waves of smoke and dust rolled.

Qi Yihang, Jin Heming's face changed suddenly.

The enemy caught up.

Fei Ming and the others did not appear, but the enemy appeared, what this means, everyone knows.

The enemies of the black sea are like locusts, from far to near.

Jin Heming looked behind him, there was a hundred famous cities in just a few miles, but it was out of reach.

"We have failed the suzerain's trust. Jin Heming's eyes turned red.

Qi Yihang sighed.

The crowd began to get flustered.

"Disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect, follow me to meet the enemy. Jin Heming shouted angrily, "Others, retreat to the hundred cities, run as fast as you can." ”

The last sentence was heartbreaking, because he didn't know how long he could stop the enemy?

There were only about one hundred and fifty disciples left in the Purple Cloud Sect.

They stood behind Jin Heming and Qi Yihang, the finger bones holding the sword turned white, and their faces were even paler, they were very tired, they were really too tired, fighting in such a state, it was too much of a loss.

The old, weak, women and children began to stumble and evacuate in the direction of Baiming City in a panic.

......