Volume 2 Purple Qi Comes from the East Chapter 13 Heavy casualties

"Little junior brother, be sober" Liang Qingxue hugged Zhao Xi, who was already a burly man, who was already a corpse.

"This little brother, why are you here?" Quan Yin opened Zhao Xi's mouth and fed him a pill, and walked towards Cheng Jie, whose breath gradually dropped on the side.

"This senior brother is good, I am Zhao Xi's sworn brother Cheng Jie" Cheng Jie told the story of his acquaintance with Zhao Xi and the reason for his appearance, Quan Yin and Liang Qingxue who listened to it were surprised, probably they never dreamed that they hadn't seen each other for a few days, and the little junior brother actually mixed up with each sworn brother.

Since Zhao Xi left, especially just now, the gray wolf suddenly became extremely irritable, Cheng Jie felt that something was wrong, so he went down the mountain with the gray wolf, and saw such a scene when he came, of course he hid the information of the cliff.

"So that's the case, give you this elixir, it's good for your body" Quan Yin took out the same pill that he had just fed to Zhao Xi.

"Thank you, brother, my brother has already given it to me"

Liang Qingxue on the side suddenly smiled, "You have drunk the worship wine."

"Well, two senior brothers, was my eldest brother once a member of your four sects?" Cheng Jie replied and said his question.

"It used to be, but not now," Izumi said.

"Is it also because of the enemy?" asked Cheng Jie.

"Hmm" Quan Yin and the two looked at each other, but still simply hummed.

"Simen is actually like this" Cheng Jie said in a low tone, then walked aside, saw that the gray wolf was licking the wound of the silver wolf, took out the pill that Zhao Xi gave him to warm his pet, fed it, and quietly comforted the silver wolf on the side, waiting for Zhao Xi to return to normal.

After a while, Zhao Xi stopped struggling, and when he regained his senses, he saw the two senior brothers, and said slightly: "I'm sorry" and walked straight to where the silver wolf was.

"It was Xiao Gray who brought you here" Zhao Xi had the impression just now in his vague memory, and patted Cheng Jie's shoulder: "Thank you" He lowered his body to check the silver wolf, and saw that it was fine, so he let the gray wolf get up with the silver wolf and walked out, Cheng Jie saw this and followed closely.

Quan Yin looked at the two of them and the two wolves, and for some reason, a feeling of loneliness arose, and he said, "Little junior brother, don't you want to see the battle ahead?"

Zhao Xi continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard.

"That's your home."

A tear crossed, Zhao Xi stopped, turned around and said "Senior brother"

"Go and see, let's pretend we haven't seen you today" Quan Yin walked over and pulled Zhao Xi towards the center of the battle.

A few people hid not far away.

"Uncle" Zhao Xi looked at the submerged wind in the air that was competing with the three of them, and blurted out of his mouth.

At this time, in the air, the submersible was holding a sword in one hand, and after the light Dasheng flashed directly to a person, a sword stabbed out, and the man blocked with a backhand, and the other two appeared behind the submersible, and the two knives were swung out at the same time.

"Qianfeng, you don't have to struggle, even if your strength reaches the legendary realm, you still can't beat the three of us?" said one of them as he looked at the panting Qianfeng.

"If you run, we naturally can't catch up, but if you want to take the lives of the three of us, it's also a fantasy, we are all half-footed people who enter the legendary realm, you won't succeed"

"Is it?It's only half a foot into the legendary realm, I'm going to play with you today, what is the real legendary realm?"

On the other hand, on the ground, the person Liang Qingxue observed was fighting with the purple robe, the old ghost of the cemetery, and another strong man.

"The master of the second door, the master of the fourth door" Liang Qing was in a hurry, and directly rubbed his hands secretly.

Mancheng and Hua Ying cooperated against these three people, seeing that they had the upper hand, and occasionally shot to kill the alliance members next to them and rescue the disciples from the crisis, but it would take some time to take down these three people for a while, the purple robe did not take the initiative to fight with the barbarians, and the old ghost in the cemetery kept waking up the dying people and confronting Mancheng, and the only one who really fought with the barbarians was the other Langang Peak body refining master, but his situation was obviously not optimistic, and there was no piece of his body that was the original skin color, and there were a few places that were directly trapped by the barbarians.

Cheng Jie also saw the battle in the field, and while marveling at the bravery of several strong men in Simen, he called Zhao Xi: "Big brother, big brother, should we go up, the senior brothers of Simen seem to be fighting a little fiercely"

Indeed, participating in the battle this time, all the disciples of the four sects added up to only more than seven hundred people, and there were nearly two hundred Fengyumen disciples rescued in the rear, on average, one person had to fight against at least two, except for the strength of the single body of the Afterlife Sect, but the protracted war of attrition of this kind of frontal conflict was obviously not suitable for them, and now they are gradually falling into fatigue. The Fufa Gate and the Ghost Gate may be because of the relationship between the two masters, basically fighting together, two to fight three is not a problem, but even so, the gap in numbers is still huge, and some people are quietly taken away by the enemy who does not know where.

"No, your strength will not help," Quan Yin also said with tears in his eyes.

There were many people of his strength in the battle, and it would be useless for them to throw one or two small stones into this ocean.

Zhao Xi's hand clenched tighter and tighter, and the chest that had just been pierced by the spear began to gradually flow blood.

"Zhao Xi, the two of you stay here to intercept and kill the people who transported the wounded, celebrate the blood, let's go" Quan Yin finally couldn't help it, slapped the ground and went straight to the center of the battle.

Zhao Xi looked at the backs of the two galloping away, and was about to get up, but was held down by Cheng Jie, "Big brother, you have to leave, these murderous wounded will be sent back to Acheng in a steady stream, and it will be difficult for the dead to find them."

"Alas" Zhao Xi sighed, and once again lowered the knife in front of him, waiting for the passing transporter.

The continuous battle was fought from day to night, and the two sides still did not distinguish the winner or loser, and the latent wind began to gradually show defeat, after all, it was a person's physical exertion that was too large, although he was still sufficient for self-preservation for a while, but he rarely took the initiative to attack again. On the other side, Mancheng punched the Langang Peak body refining master to the ground, and was stabbed to death by Hua Ying with a sword, and then gradually turned to chase and kill the old ghost in the cemetery.

As for the other disciples, after a day's fighting, there are still some people left over from the two sides, and the total number of people on both sides is only five hundred, and the fierceness of the battle can be imagined, although the casualties on the side of the four gates are slightly smaller, but if it is not a major turnaround, all the senior brothers are afraid that they will fall here tonight.

And Cheng Jie has been paying attention to Quanyin Liang Qing's blood is now covered in blood, his clothes were dyed red from the battle, and his hair was scattered, but the two of them were still alive, trying their best to make the last resistance with everyone, and Cheng Jie was greatly shocked when he saw it.

"Cemetery faction" Zhao Xi's eyes were bloodshot, and he smashed his fist on the ground, and the blood on his hands was imprinted on the ground, leaving a huge blood pit.