The seventh round of Buting Mountain was robbed in the sky/Nameless Valley bloody battle against the Fallen Clan

(10) Due to the frantic interception of the flying heads, the process of the pursuit was delayed, so that the other group of Luotou warriors who held Su Ying hostage almost escaped from the mountain pass, even if the bow and the sudden rush rushed to chase after them, they were helplessly far away, not to mention that both of them were wounded and heavy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, a small figure swept over the heads of the two of them, heading straight for the enemy in front of them, it was the little green cultivator jumping. I didn't have time to pay attention to it in the scuffle just now, and I don't know where it flew out at the moment, it will always appear at the critical moment, trying to solve the problems of its master.

Almost at the same time, a familiar tiger roar resounded through the mountains at the mountain pass, leaping into the ears, and the head was turned sideways to block the way of the Luotou clan's escape.

A warrior of the Luotou clan who arrived first stabbed a spear at the head of the valley mouth, he shook his body and hurriedly dodged, and when the spearhead brushed his body, Zhang Hukou bit the spear body hard, and then shook his head violently at the waist, under the pressure of Vitun's natural divine power, the opponent's spear took off his hand, and the effect of inertia made the spear fly into the distance, and it took a long time to hear the sound of landing.

Then, the agile head suddenly pounced on a tiger, and two sharp teeth like sharp knives under his lips accurately pierced one of the enemy's arms, and the warrior of the Falling Head Clan screamed miserably, and the broken half of the forearm had instantly fallen into the tiger's mouth. Vung Don was about to jump up and kill the enemy, and several other Fallen Tou warriors had rushed forward to cover the wounded, and had no choice but to fight with these Falling Heads warriors who were eager to get out.

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend. Seeing that this tiger that had made them fall for heavy losses had once again blocked their retreat, and if they were not cleared as soon as possible, they would be in danger of being wiped out.

Su Ying, who was being wrapped in another group of flying heads, screamed in shock: "Be careful! ”

It's a pity that her warning did not achieve the expected effect!

The head of the head who was entangled with several times his own head clan warriors was tired of coping, where he took into account the enemy's secret calculations and Su Ying's reminder, when he found that a black shadow was coming straight to him above the oblique, he couldn't dodge, and subconsciously withdrew in a hurry, but the flying spear had a "poof" sound, piercing his back crotch, blood splashed, he roared angrily, and the tiger claw tore off a layer of flesh and skin on the chest of an enemy in front of him, and the roar that was completely enraged seemed to make the earth tremble unbearably, The momentum was enough to frighten the other party.

At this time, a black lightning bolt crossed the night sky, and after drawing a semicircle in mid-air, he turned around and hit the complacent grub after winning the hand.

In the scream, Grub covered her left eye with her hand, and blood flowed out of her fingers, almost passing out.

A flying head let go of the mouth that was biting the grub, and suddenly flew up and crashed into the little green cultivator who was about to retreat and fly away, a shrill chirp pierced the night sky, it was unfortunately hit by a head, and fell straight from mid-air, a few scattered feathers swirled and fluttered with the wind and fell slowly......

After being wounded, Vultun gradually lost his strength, and under the stubborn siege of the Luotou warriors, he struggled to hold on, and the flying heads and the remnants of the Luotou warriors took the opportunity to rush out of the valley, and Vultun's whole body trembled, his fur was soaked, and he was unable to continue.

A strong feather chased after it with a loud whistle that pierced through the air, and it shot through the back of the heart of a warrior of the Fallen Head who was eager to flee for his life, passed through the chest, and then continued to fly until he was exhausted, and the Fallen Head warrior who was concentrating on running did not realize that he had been pierced by a sharp arrow, and still ran wildly away, only to vomit blood and die in his staggering.

This horrific scene made the remnants of the Luotou tribe tremble in horror and tremble, and they probably could not forget this painful lesson for the rest of their lives, and they fled for their lives, in the endless darkness, in the direction of their tribe's station, until they were hidden in the mountains.

"Bow, protect your people, don't forget me! Don't forget me, ......" At this time, the voice of Su Ying, who was taken away by the alien race, echoed in vain in the indifferent valley, the girl's unique poignant and melodious voice added infinite sadness to this wild world, she seemed to have a premonition of the separation from the clansmen, and the dear people and the vagueness and distance of reunion, while lamenting the sorrow of her fate, there was a trace of reluctance to the past, as well as the firmness and persistence of the future and longing.

"Suying, Suying! I will definitely save you, you must wait for me, you must wait for me....."

The bow, who tried his best to chase after him to the mouth of the valley, shouted heartbreakingly in the direction of the boundless dark night where Su Ying had disappeared, as if he saw Su Ying's beautiful and handsome face, saw Su Ying's long black hair like a waterfall, and saw the pair of eyes that were as delicate and intelligent as talking, and at this moment they were crying like complaints.

Bow was heartbroken, remorseful and self-blaming, letting the tears flow across his face, he kept looking up to the sky and shouting, it was telling, it was catharsis, it was talking, it was vowing, and the blood of the faith that was born in his veins flowed endlessly.

The head on the side roared in a low voice, and the tiger's eyes flashed; Tutu had already burst into tears, his fists clenched.

In the mountains at night, the shouts of Su Ying and the bow are sincere, echoing each other, endlessly, blending and converging in the dark and vast sky......

I want to know what happens next, and I'll break it down next time.