The fierce battle spread over the entire city wall of Shixia Pass, and the blood of the sa continued to spread around, as if the bright moon in the sky was about to be dyed with a layer of red veil. The terrible screams hovered over the Shixia Pass for a long time and could not disappear, and the scene of the soldiers entering the body continued to close the Shixia Gate, and death became the only theme here.

Hua Shu no longer knew how many of his partners who were fighting together had fallen, sweat and blood intertwined on his face, and he inserted the javelin in his hand into the neck of the brute soldier again, and his tired spirit blocked Hua Shu's every move. The four-person team that fought with the brute soldiers was the only one left, looking at the barbarians who were constantly climbing up the rock in front of him, Hua Shu grinned, blood suddenly mixed from his face into the back wall, and the blood was suddenly covered with the entire teeth, which was strangely hideous.

Seeing that his vanguard barbarians were about to all rush to the city, the barbarian generals led by the gate outside the gate spat disdainfully: "Hmph, let these ants come over and send them to death this time, no matter how many years have passed, Shixia Pass has not changed, look at it, wait until you go down to Shimen Canyon, I will let you go this time without returning." ”

Barbarian Potian is the leader of the barbarians outside the pass, who has been fighting with Shixia Pass all the year round, and has seen this unscrupulous approach in Shixia Pass, and every time he attacks, he will be consumed by these miscellaneous soldiers through the terrain of the city wall.

"Hmph! I can't hold on so soon, these people are getting more and more useless, so they shouldn't listen to Mo Rushou's words and only levy men" found that a large number of barbarians had surged on the city wall, and the human race was constantly being cut down on the city wall, and the face of Wei Pulp was full of impatience. "The whole army listened to the order, adjusted the team, marched to Shimen Gorge, and retreated!" After a while, Wei Zhi turned over and left Shimen Pass quickly.

"Vomit!" Huashu was rushing towards another barbarian, begging for help to relieve the pressure of the few remaining villagers, when he was suddenly stabbed by a barbarian who rushed up the city wall. Blood continued to flow from his body, and Hua Shu felt that his lips were getting drier and drier, his limbs were filled with a sense of weakness, and his eyes were becoming more and more unable to open.

Quickly raised all his strength, turned around and raised his javelin to stab at the brute, knocking them back. Hua Shu tore apart the cloth armor on his body, which was no longer able to resist the attack, and firmly tied the wound. Then stared solemnly at the sturdy barbarian in front of him, the opponent's clear military armor emitted bursts of scale light under the moonlight, and his whole body exuded a strong aura.

Hua Shu firmly grasped the weapon in his hand with both hands, his whole body formed a tense posture, and the sound of heavy breathing "sneered" from Hua Shu's mouth, licked his dry lips with his tongue, and suddenly laughed "Hehe, die!"

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The Elder of the Qianling Sect broke the bamboo sword and split the barbarian monks who rushed forward in half with a sword, and then the sword body turned, and the huge sword qi spread out in all directions, and all the barbarian monks around the body of "Bang!" were knocked away, and a huge sword mark appeared on the ground. Frowning and looking at the barbarians who surged up again, he thought suspiciously, "Why are the barbarians so desperate this time, they usually retreat just by rubbing each other, and today they don't come up crazy to die?"

"Pozhu, let me meet you!"

Suddenly, a barbarian general of the Spirit Sect realm rose into the sky, rushing straight through the Elder Zhu, and the rapidly moving figure rubbed the air into bursts of sonic booms, which also raised the morale of the barbarian monks who were constantly impacting to a higher level.

"Hmph, Savage, I let you run away with serious injuries last time, and this time I will definitely not let you leave, let's die" Seeing the figure that kept rushing towards him, Elder Pozhu responded in a tone. Immediately, Edgeworth collided with the wilderness.

At this time, the sword light and sword shadow, the rapid air flow swept all around, and the place of battle, dust and sand splashed, and gravel flew violently. "Bang, bang, bang!" A sword shadow continued to suppress the actions of the wilderness, and it didn't take long for several bloody scars to appear on the wilderness's body. "Heh, I haven't seen you for a few years, you are still in the realm of the first grade of the Spirit Sect, and I am already the second grade of the Spirit Sect, you will die today!"

The victory and defeat gradually became clear, and under the fierce sword moves of the Broken Bamboo Elder, the wilderness had already begun to show the momentum of rout, and victory was only a matter of time. The attacking Broken Bamboo didn't notice the continuous rout, and the essence light in his eyes flickered, and suddenly a demonic light flashed, and three blazing and fireballs appeared behind the Broken Bamboo, and then burst out and flew towards the Broken Bamboo Elder.

"Huh?" Feeling the blazing power behind him, Elder Pozhu immediately stopped the offensive in his hand and dodged away.

Finding the intention of Elder Broken Bamboo in front of him to retreat, he grinned wildly, suddenly burst out, the spiritual power of his whole body exploded, and the momentum of the second grade of the Spirit Sect suddenly appeared, quickly approaching Elder Broken Bamboo and fighting.

The sound of the three fireballs "Brush!" collided with Elder Pozhu's body, "Z~~~" The sound of burnt skin was clearly visible to the people present. At this moment, a group of demon beasts suddenly appeared and rushed towards the place where the Qianling Sect was fighting with the barbarians, and the form was reversed, and the originally defeated barbarians immediately turned from defense to attack, fighting with the enemy, and began to slaughter the people of the Qianling Sect.

"Poof!" Elder Broken Bamboo was hit by the fireball, and was instantly thrown away, breaking several towering giant trees before stopping.

"You have hidden your cultivation, the demon clan ???? fire beast!" "The broken bamboo elder who was prostrate on the ground raised his head and stared at the people and demons in front of him, and finally closed his eyes and was silent.

At this moment, the barbarians were like a bamboo, and the black-pressed barbarians frantically poured into the crowd and frantically killed the disciples of the Qianling Sect, and the defense line of the Qianling Sect's Broken Burial Mountain disappeared.

At the same time, the same scene was also played out in the defense line of the Biyun faction, the Tuoshan faction, and the Jianghe faction, and countless barbarians began to quietly slaughter into the realm of Lingzhou.

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Huashu raised the landmark gun in his hand and struggled forward, and the javelin flew towards the barbarians at great speed. Then he picked up the big knife that fell on the ground and rushed towards the barbarians in front of him. The javelin continued to enlarge in the eyes of the barbarians, and the barbarian soldiers in the armored land hurriedly dodged the flying guns that came over, and suddenly there was a tingling sensation in the back shoulder, and a big knife stabbed into the flesh fiercely. The barbarian man hurriedly slashed with his backhand, and his strong force immediately repelled the flower tree.

Looking at the gap in the ground that had just been cut out of the knife, Huashu stood with the knife in his hand, his hands trembling. "That's a lot of strength, but he was slashed by my sneak attack, and he had to fight quickly. A thought flashed through his mind, and the flower tree raced against time to kick his feet back again, and rushed towards the barbarian soldiers.

"Bing Pong!Ping Pong!!" The two knives collided with each other and made a crisp sound, and after each fight, Hua Shu's hands trembled more and more, and the blood on the back shoulders of the barbarians flowed more and more, and finally when Hua Shu's big knife was cut off. The barbarian soldier slammed his feet, his hands loosened, the broadsword fell from his hands, and he fell to his knees.

Staring at the blood-soaked figure in front of him, Hua Shu let out a loud laugh, "You're going to die in the end", then got up and stepped forward, picked up the big knife dropped by the barbarian, "This knife is much harder than mine, just to send you to the sky" and slashed at its neck.

The sound of the surrounding soldiers colliding became smaller and smaller, and the Shixia Pass city wall, which was originally full of human faces, gradually became more and more barbarian faces, and the closed city gate below let out more and more "squeak" struggles and groans, and Shixia Pass was about to be breached.

Several sharp sword shadows pressed towards Hua Shu, interrupting the direction of Hua Shu's big move and decapitation. Immediately after, several bloody barbarian soldiers appeared in front of Hua Shu's eyes. Looking at the mutilated corpses not far away, several friends from the same village who were still fighting fiercely just now were already sleeping here for a long time. There are no more than double digits of people still alive on the walls.

Hua Shu's heart suddenly calmed down, feeling the moonlight without temperature on his body, he was silent for a while, tore his shirt and tied the big knife tightly to his right hand, and rushed towards the barbarian crowd with a chuckle.

After a while, Huashu cut down a number of barbarian soldiers in a row, and even one barbarian left only one hand on his body. When several large knives were drawn from the body of the flower tree, a crystal teardrop slowly left from the flower tree's eye socket. muttering "I'm worthy of the village, I'm worthy of these comrades......" The corpse of the flower tree slowly fell to the ground, and the surrounding fighting voices gradually subsided. At the same time, the city gate under his feet finally struggled powerlessly, and was pushed open with a "boom" under the continuous impact of the stone pillars.

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Looking at the flower tree being killed by Ling Chi, Mo Wen suddenly looked to the side at this moment, although the flowers in front of him were still expressionless on their faces, but the tears had soaked their eyes, and two tear stains appeared on the face, and the constantly trembling body also told Mo Wen the sadness of the flowers at this time.

Mo Wen silently gritted his teeth, held his head in his hands and roared frantically: "Why, why, he is not dead, they are not dead!!! and smashed his hands on the stone slab again.

The wound that had just stopped bleeding was hit hard at this time, and blood suddenly bloomed, but even this pain could not extinguish the anger and anxiety in Mo Wen's heart at this moment. Blood kept dripping from Mo Wen.

"Tick Tick"

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Under a boulder, the face of the brute was full of relief, the bones on his body were exposed to the air and pierced by the cold wind, and the internal organs in his abdomen were clearly visible by the moonlight. The increasingly blurred consciousness emitted a burst of excited feelings.

"What a strange and familiar feeling, death is still as exciting as ever" looked around with nostalgic eyes, and finally looked at the bright moon sky, at this time the stars were shining, countless stars under the moonlight, dazzling and brilliant light, illuminating this Shixia Pass as clear and reddish as day.

"The weak do not deserve to live in this world. A wicked smile froze on the brute's face.

As the last drop of blood fell to the ground, the brute no longer struggled in this world and ended his life.

"Tick"