The Poison King raised his eyes and looked at the checkpoint of the Great General Peak, and he saw that Ling Yun and the others were all revealing the evil aura of fighting to the end, and he suddenly became excited.

Over the years, the Poison King seemed to have rarely felt this way, it was a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time.

He looked at the youthful aura rushing towards him at the General Peak level, and the Poison King suddenly lifted his spirits.

Taking advantage of the hazy night light tonight, the Poison King put the Banmen War Knife in his hand in front of him.

The Poison King looked at the blade of the Banmen War Knife, reflecting his own shadow, and there was a sense of pleasure in his heart that he had felt many years ago.

He seemed to feel that under the moonlight tonight, his face was devoid of the wrinkles that symbolized the rings of time.

At this moment, he found that under the moonlight of the breeze, the wind-chasing boy holding the Banmen war knife was stepping on a galloping horse, galloping on the vast and majestic desert.

In the colorful clouds of the morning sun, in the valley where the moonlight is like water, in the jungle where fierce beasts roar, and on the rivers and lakes where the knife licks blood.

A song of Top Gun's heroism, a passionate passion, three steps and a wave of the knife, five steps to kill a person.

The Poison King seemed to see that in those days of swords and swords, the young man who never knew what fear was, was wielding the Banmen War Knife in his hand, overcoming thorns and thorns, and moving forward bravely.

In those years, he never felt what was called gloom, he never felt what was called melancholy!

He only knew that as long as he held this Banmen war knife, no matter how cold the snow cave was, he could cut a piece of spring flowers, and no matter how desperate the mountain, he could cut down a piece of hope for the future!

The Poison King shook his spirits, he had completely forgotten the bloodiness of the duel in front of him, and a youthful pride surged in his heart.

He looked along the bright moonlight, and Ling Yun and the others were standing majestically on the level of Dajiang Peak.

The Poison King saw it, and on the faces of Ling Yun and the others, there was a kind of youthful vigor that was empty and self-respecting.

The Poison King shook the Banmen War Knife in his hand, and this Banmen War Sword seemed to sense the excitement of its owner.

The Banmen War Knife hung happily in the night breeze of this valley, and under the moonlight as thin as a light veil, it flashed happily with the light that had once had countless brilliant times.

The Poison King said to himself, "It's good to be young! ”

Suddenly, he pointed the Banmen Battle Knife in his hand at the level of General Peak again.

He wants to use his young and heroic momentum to declare to the five wind-chasing teenagers at the checkpoint of Dajiangfeng that he is still alive and well.

This time, the members of the Poison King team, the targets of their attacks were divided into two ways, and they continued to climb all the way to the top of the level, and carried out the toughest and most tragic attack on Ling Yun and the others on the level.

The members of the second group of the Poison King team attacked the gate of the passage of the Great General's Peak.

They sawed a thick tree that the two of them were hugging each other, and with this thick tree, they began to pound the gate violently.

The Poison King looked at his carefully trained Poison King team, fearless in the face of the bloodiest confrontation, and he felt extremely proud.

He told himself over and over again in his heart: I am the king of drugs, I am the king of the desert, I am still young, I am also vibrant, and I am still fighting on the road of rivers and lakes.

Ling Yun saw the poison king opposite, in such a tragic confrontation, he still put on that kind of arrogant and calm bearing, and he issued a heartfelt admiration from the bottom of his heart.

The king of the desert who has not fallen for 20 years is really worthy of his name.

Ling Yun knows very well that he is a peerless master who can be famous in the rivers and lakes and is immortal.

In addition to their martial arts at the pinnacle, there is another essential thing, that is, these people have a brave heart.

Ling Yun saw that the Poison King team had changed their tactics at this moment.

He immediately asked the lone wolf to take Liannados, Liu Nanshan and Qian Meng to the gate of the passage.

The passage of this level is a narrow pass, and it is also the best place to kill opponents.

Five minutes later, the members of the Poison King team finally broke through the door of the passage.

More than two dozen members of the Poison King team rushed towards the level along this passage like a tide.

When they rushed into this level for two or three meters, they raised their eyes to see a wolf-like figure opposite, looking at them greedily.

These two dozen members of the Poison King team suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, they were screaming like a ghost crying wolf, and they were terrified and creepy.

I saw that in front of them, two strange green lights suddenly shot out.

These two green rays, in this valley of the moon and breeze, are reflected like ghosts and gloom.

The members of these Poison King clans, seeing the lone wolf in this moonlit dream, like the majesty of the reincarnation of the wolf god, they couldn't help but fight a cold war.

The lone wolf bared his teeth and laughed twice.

He waved the wolf sword in his hand and stood in the middle of the narrow passage of this level, blocking the way of these members of the Poison King team.

After a short stalemate, the members of the Poison King team, waving the long knives in their hands, rushed towards the lone wolf in pairs.

The lone wolf will use the wolf knife in his hand to slash and kill the members of the Poison King team who have come over in the upper and middle lanes.

Two minutes later, the members of the Poison King team who fell in front of the lone wolf had exceeded eight.

They looked at the bloody corpses of their companions, and then at the cold and bloody lone wolf opposite, and they went from extreme fear at the beginning to a kind of madness stimulated by fear.

The members of these Poison King clans, at this moment, had forgotten what death was, and they stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed towards the lone wolf frantically.

At this time, Qian Meng found two Guan Gong swords from the armory at the bottom of the level, one for each of him and Liu Nanshan, and rushed to the front of the lone wolf.

They said to the lone wolf, "Rest for a while, and we'll fight them again!" ”

Since the Guan Gong Broadsword in Liu Nanshan and Qian Meng's hands was more than two meters long, they only needed to stretch the Guan Gong Broadsword forward in this narrow passage to kill the members of the Poison King Clan's team that were rushing towards the level.

These two Guan Gong broadswords were across the crossing of this narrow passage, and they firmly prevented the members of these Poison King Clans from attacking most violently.

After a while, the two dozen or so members of the Poison King team who attacked the passage of the level were all killed by Lone Wolf and others outside this level.

The two dozen members of the Poison King team who were climbing up along the vertical wall outside the level were still blocked by Ling Yun and them.

Most of the members of the Poison King team who climbed along the route were cut by Ling Yun and them when they were halfway through the climb, and they fell down.

The few members of the Poison King team who rushed to the top of the level, almost before they picked up the long knife at their waists, were cut down by Ling Yun and Tie Shou like chopping melons and vegetables.

After about ten minutes of fierce fighting, the charge commanded by the Poison King ended in failure again.

The Poison King looked at his Poison King team, which had lost more than half of his team, and sighed.

He was calculating in his heart that if, according to this style of play, it wouldn't take long for the Poison King clan to lose everything.

In fact, the Poison King didn't know that Ling Yun and the others were also exhausted.

If the battle continues like this, maybe Ling Yun and the others will support the Poison King's two attacks at most.

Ling Yun told Iron Hand, "Right now, the Poison King is also thinking about how this duel will continue, and he may be in a state of difficulty riding a tiger.

If I can stimulate him at this time and offer to fight him alone to settle this fight, it might be easier. ”

Tie Shou said: "Brother Yun, in a solo duel, you may have to suffer a great loss, the Poison King has been waiting for work, but you have already experienced a day and a night of fierce battles, in terms of physical strength, you may not take advantage of it." ”

Ling Yun smiled and said, "I'm younger than him, even if I go through a day and a night of fierce battles, I believe that I will use all my strength to make a final fight with the Poison King." ”

After listening to Ling Yun's words, the corners of Qin Sheng's mouth twitched, and he said, "Brother Yun, let me go, I believe I can kill the Poison King."

Even if I can't kill the Poison King, and I am killed by the Poison King, this result will have no effect on this battle tonight.

However, you are different, and if anything goes wrong, we will be done with this battle. ”

Ling Yun patted Qin Sheng's shoulder and said, "It's okay, Brother Qin Sheng, let's go, the Poison King is looking for me."

On the other hand, we have to end this fight quickly, and I fear that Chen Manli will not give up after she escapes through the secret passage.

She will definitely gather the Golden Chain Flower Killers of Lingchuan Peak and Ziyun Peak to come to support the Poison King.

If, at that time, I am really a little worried, with a few of us, we will be able to get through this hurdle today.

Okay, let's stop talking about it, I'll go negotiate with the Poison King and see if he has the guts to fight me alone! ”

After Ling Yun finished speaking, he pointed the Chilling Cicada Sword in his hand at the Poison King.

yelled: "Poison King, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that you have created countless brilliance with this Panmen war knife in your hand, and also gave you a well-known name - the Desert King."

However, judging from today's battle, I really doubt that these names of yours are all non-existent.

In my opinion, you Poison King relied on the blood of your brothers to get your glory today, I really look down on you! ”

The Poison King was really completely enraged by Ling Yun's words, he lifted the Banmen War Knife in his hand, pointed at Ling Yun and said:

"Red wolf, you arrogant boy, you say that I am the king of the desert in vain, then I want to ask you, do you dare to fight me alone?

If you dare to fight me alone and defeat my Poison King, then I can put my words here now, you can leave General Mountain freely, and my Poison King will never be your Red Wolf enemy again! ”