I don't know which unlucky guy touched the rope that triggered the crossbow. The sky full of crossbow arrows flew like locusts, causing panic among the soldiers, Wang Han was divided into two by a mountain axe, and the rest of the soldiers were even more panicked when they saw it, although these soldiers were wearing armor, but because the mechanism was made by Dongfang Bo himself, it was extremely powerful, and the crossbow arrows made of solid bamboo could easily shoot through the chests of these soldiers.

The soldiers who were still at the mouth of the cave heard the screams in front of them. Hurriedly wanted to return the same way, but was blocked by a man with a spear in his hand, an old man with white hair and a sword in his hand, plus a man with a broken left hand and a broken right hand.

Although this cave is about ten meters wide, it is still guarded by these four people. Especially the man with the spear, every time the spear was stabbed, there were always more than a dozen soldiers killed by him. Long spears strung with the corpses of a dozen soldiers, a bit like a farmer's straw mound. A long bamboo pole with a dozen straw mounds strung together.

The old man with white hair and a sword in his hand was even more remarkable. The heads of these soldiers are like cabbages. Break with a wave, and break again and again. Even when encountering soldiers who reacted quickly and clenched the weapons in their hands to block, they never stayed at all, as if the weapons of those soldiers were like children's toys, and they were useless.

One of the two men with his left hand cut off and the other with his right hand. The two stood together as if they had an illusion, as if they were one person. The soldiers rushed with their swords in their hands, but they were all kicked to death by their big feet. Just now, like a tidal wave, the corpses of the soldiers were piled up into a small mountain.

When they saw that the road was impassable, they hurriedly turned around and rushed out into the valley......

Although the doom of being killed is inevitable in the valley, after all, it is not as oppressive as in the cave, at least you can see the sun when you look up, and your eyes can meet the light. The corpse could lie in the green grass, in the trickling stream. It's better than being in a dark cave.

Although the force value of these soldiers is not worth mentioning in the eyes of these people. But there are too many of them.

It seems that there is an illusion that the heads of these 30,000 troops cannot be cut off completely.

The soldiers, who had been frightened, simply gave up their resistance. Facing this strong man with vigorous power and thunder strike. Resistance and non-resistance are actually the same thing. Whether it is their own head or the weapons in their hands, they are so unbearable in their eyes. The head is shattered at the touch of a button, and the weapon is broken at the touch of a button.

It's better to find a place with red flowers and green grass, at least your corpse won't be too ugly.

It's better to find a place with your back to a big tree, at least you can get a short rest before you die.

It is better to be like an ostrich, burying his head in the sand, and not hearing the things of the world, and not caring when he is in a different place.

The members of the Zhao family began to hold weapons in their hands, and they were stunned, trembling in their hearts. After watching it from the sidelines for a long time, it also ignited the beast nature buried in his genes.

The old patriarch Zhao Moqiu, seeing that Zhao Jiaerlang was so unbearable, stomped his feet, picked up the crutches in his hand, and slammed it on the ground, "If you want to not be killed by others and like an animal, you must first learn to kill others in the first step." ”

Zhao Jiaerlang was so excited by him, and they all rushed forward with red eyes. The pleasure brought by the first blow of the sword in his hand was like the joy brought by stealing the forbidden fruit, and it was out of control.

The blood slowly coalesced into a small river......

The large swaths of corpses were like the rice they harvested when they entered the grain.

The smell of blood is choking, but at this time it is like a tempting stimulant. I can't help but make people's blood swell.

The twin axes that swirled in the sky were like a high-speed harvester. Quickly harvest the heads one by one.

Dongfang Bo rushed into the crowd with a sword in his hand, just like when he washed Baguio in the sorghum bushes and comprehended the sword intent. Of course, he didn't have Baguio's superb swordsmanship, so that he could cut off the sorghum pole, and he could be smooth and smooth. He was like a farmer, rudely harvesting the ears of rice.

The most terrifying thing is Yue Chongfei, every time he throws a heavy punch, the bodies of these soldiers, like a leaf in a hurricane, disappear without a trace in an instant. Punch a well, one punch can make a well. A single punch can easily shatter the bodies of dozens of soldiers.

The two hundred elite fighters brought by Qin Xiong, Lu Kun, and the Four King Kongs were like tigers that had been hungry for many days and broke into the flock. Tearing and fighting shows the spirit of a king.

Gradually, the number of soldiers became less and less.

With his eyes closed, the soldier kneeling on the ground muttered to himself, could it be that he had encountered a group of drunken murderers? At this time, it seems that he has achieved an empty state of mind, and it is not so important when he can be stabbed on the head. I was a little intoxicated by the sound of my head hitting the ground.

Standing on the sidelines, Wu Yifan and Xie Jin from the Jingzhou branch of Kyushu Gate couldn't help but have liquid flowing out of their bodies, and then standing next to them, Zhao Moqiu smelled a strong smell of urine.

Zhao Moqiu glanced at the two of them with disdain, and took two steps to open the distance.

Can't hold the lonely chasing wind, such a big feast, how can it be missing?

The strong smell of blood completely stimulated its Huahu temperament. In the face of a master with profound skills, it can only retreat. When encountering these ordinary soldiers, they fully exert their advantages, fast, accurate, ruthless, and sharp claws. No less than eight hundred soldiers will die under its claws.

Don't underestimate the number 800. Even if you are asked to kill eight ants, it is not so easy. Unless there is a realm like Luo Feihu, the king of Zhennan, a flying sword goes around wildly, and his head falls like rain.

After two hours of frenzied slaughter, not a single of the 30,000 troops that entered the valley were killed.

Xiao Luotian and Xi Baguio are the only people in the valley who stay out of the range. At this time, all their minds were on Ou Yefeng. Looking at the deflated chest, it slowly recovered as before. Pale cheeks, with a rosy color. After a tribulation of life and death, it is a great happiness that the family can now gather together peacefully.

"Mother, what is that white bead, I was afraid that it would be so big that it would choke my father, but I didn't expect it to flow automatically into my father's stomach. Xiao Luotian asked with doubts.

"The white bead is called Neidan, it is a life-saving thing for snakes with cultivation ability, I heard others say that if snakes have cultivated Neidan, sooner or later they will spit it out and absorb the aura between heaven and earth. If someone snatches its Neidan away at this time, the snake will not live long. "Xi Baguio told Xiao Luotian that he was also hearsay.

"Then for Dad, what's the use of taking it? Xiao Luo Tian asked.

"It is rumored that with this inner pill, it can not only increase the strength, but also be able to heal the white bones, which has the effect of being invasive, and can also strengthen the muscles and increase the life expectancy. It can be said to be one of the most precious treasures in this world. Xi Baguio said solemnly.

"That bearded uncle, how can he be willing to give it to his father. Xiao Luo Tian asked more and more curiously.

Washing Baguio is difficult. She didn't know how to explain it to Xiao Luotian. Even if you know how to explain it, you can't open it yourself.

"How can there be so many swords outside. Ou Yefeng's timely mention easily solved the embarrassment of washing Baguio.

"I'll take a look. Xiao Luo Tian yelled and ran out excitedly.

Xi Baguio and Ou Yefeng looked at each other and smiled......

Chasing the wind flew back covered in blood. Seeing Xiao Luotian outside, he wanted to jump into his arms as before.

"You're so dirty, where did you get it, go wash it and come back. "What kind of eyes is Xiao Luotian, although the flying wind is like a flower shadow in the eyes of others.

Chasing the wind suddenly lost the excitement just now, and he consciously ran to the stream to wash himself.

Xiao Luotian walked out, and saw that the valley was full of corpses in armor.

Then I heard Zhao Moqiu's hearty voice, "Wash and put away all these armors, and sort out the weapons, we will use these things in the future after all, and keep them well, as for so many corpses, pull them all to the fertile field, next year will definitely be a bumper harvest year." ”

Children can't help but have an inexplicable admiration for those soldiers in armor. I always feel that the person wearing the armor is so tall and heroic. Now when I see the white strips that have been taken off and put them aside, I always feel that they are not so tasteful.

Zhao Gou came over happily with a bloody knife, "Boss, I used this knife just now, but I cut off the heads of three people, and the patriarch grandfather also praised me, saying that I will definitely be able to follow you to do a great career in the future." ”

Behind Zhao Wen, Zhao Wu and the others showed admiring eyes and looked up at Zhao Gou, who was not tall.

Xiao Luotian, although he is not afraid of this bloody scene. But I always feel that it is a sacred thing to kill the enemy in Xinjiang.

"There are no reinforcements coming in the back. Yue Chongfei looked at Wu Yifan and Xie Jin with sharp eyes.

"And ...... The people of the three halls of the Xiangyang branch gate. Xie Jin, who was greedy for life and afraid of death, said first.

"I have done everything you told me to do, I have told everything I know, and you have to spare my life. Xie Jin fell to his knees.

Wu Yifan, who was next to him, saw it, and quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

"You can rest assured about this, as long as you are honest and don't conceive a ghost, my Yue Mou is a talker. ”

......

Huo Wuxing was still in the thorny woods, giving the people of the three halls a boost to morale, "Don't care, the blisters under the soles of your feet hurt, and when you wear out this blister, he won't hurt." In the future, if you encounter such a long mountain road, it will be easy. If you can work hard this time, and catch a few of the guilty missions, you will not have to suffer such sins in the future. ”

Huo Wuxing was still talking on the side, and he didn't feel that the air around him was much colder, and the faces of the hall masters of the three halls were already silent. The disciples of the Kyushu Gate around him were obviously swinging their feet.

"You are the people of the Xiangyang Branch. A majestic Chinese character with a broken arm in the air asked.

"Yes, I am Huo Wuxing, the master of the Xiangyang Branch. Huo Wuxing replied loudly, and then he felt that his expression was wrong. He thought it was someone from the imperial court who came to urge them over.

"That's right, what Yue is most afraid of in this life is killing the wrong person. The majestic man with the severed arm finished. He swung his iron fist and slammed it down.

Huo Wuxing saw that his head and body were separated. Both hands tried to grasp the head, but the head was getting farther and farther away.

And then there was screaming......

The double axes flew wildly, and the heads flew down. A spear with eight zhangba, like a dragon going out to sea, The corpse is like cutting leeks, cutting stubble after stubble.

An old man with white hair came from the east with a sword in his hand, and whether it was touched by his sword or the sword wind, it was full of blood, and his body fell to the ground and died.

A man with a majestic face and a look of a ghost broke in from the west with a sword in his hand, and shouted loudly, "Brother Wan, you are as majestic as you were back then, so I can leave a few for my little brother, I haven't killed it yet." ”

In an instant, more than a thousand people were slaughtered by these five fierce men.

The Zhao family, who was panting from behind, cooperated with a tacit understanding to untie all the available things. Then bury all the bodies of Bai Huahua and leave......