Falling to the ground, Zhong Qun, still Shu and Minsa were almost out of strength. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhong Qun naturally didn't want to die here, he wanted to be so close to him! As long as he can get to the army station of the company camp, or wait for the company camp to come to the rescue, he will be saved.

Hope is so close, so he has to hold on, he can't die, he has to counterattack!

The eyes are torn.

Zhong Qun, whose face was as pale as blood, supported his body and stood up under the encouragement of Xiang Sheng.

As soon as the right arm was raised, the half-moon scimitar, which was shocked out a few feet away, returned to the master's hand with a "whoosh". The cold light of the treasure pointed directly at the one who was lying on the ground on the other side, and it still stated that Minsa.

The situation is critical.

Minsa raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, compared to the damned Zhongqun on the other side, the two of them didn't want to die, they didn't want to die in this realm.

If Zhong Qun can be subdued, the battle will be closer to the final victory of the Dharma Weapon Sect. On the day when the Dharma Weapon Sect won a complete victory, they could join hands to ask Lao Qin to leave the demon clan and return to the world.

This day, so close, how can you die like this?

They still have a lot of things that they haven't sorted out, many people, they haven't seen, and there are still many things to do together!

Minsa thought about it like this, and there was a brilliance in his eyes that he didn't have, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

In the midst of the fighting in the camp, a loud and crisp whistle was suddenly heard.

With the sound of the whistle, galloping in the distance, a brown war horse. Its horsehair glowed dark and bloody in the night, swaggering in the wind.

Seeing the war horse running, Minsa supported his body and wanted to fight with his last strength.

Still explain what the little devil is going to do.

He also supported his body, stretched out his hand, and recalled the twin swords in the distance into his hands.

The war horse leaped forward, Minza's cloak was slightly blowing, and the piano bag on the horse's back leaned down. Minsa used all his strength, lifted his breath, flew up, and took the piano.

Cross-kneeled and settled, brushing his sleeves on the piano.

After a moment.

Zhong Qun's half-moon scimitar, from the opposite side, slashed with all his might.

Still talking about the double sword, flying forward, holding the sword, standing two feet in front of the little devil.

This was the first time that the two of them had cooperated since they had cultivated the Thirteen Treasures. A cultivation of the music law, a cultivation of the exercises, and this first time is in the battle of life and death.

However, the tacit understanding is impossible to find fault.

As soon as the sound came out, everyone was shocked!

Thirteen treasures are rising, ambushing on all sides!

As soon as the ceremony came out, the slaughter on the battlefield was suddenly covered with a layer of fog.

The legato turns suddenly, the charm becomes solemn, and the soft style becomes fierce.

Still shouting angrily, the double swords slashed out, and Zhong Qun's half-moon scimitar countered impressively!

The turning style of the little devil is the stall for his attack.

The seventh style of the Thirteen Treasures, galloping!

Minsa had never tried to use internal force to drive the last three forms of the Thirteen Treasures. Just because this move is more vicious, if you don't poison the opponent, you will poison yourself.

At this moment, if you don't try, you won't have a chance!

These last three forms, Mingsa does not add internal force, and has been practiced many times. For some reason, she was confident in her shot.

The first few moves of Baojian are all in accordance with the talents of the Crackers, and they should deal with the control of the brute beasts by the sound lawyers. Disrupt all possible melodies.

And these last three styles are absolute killer moves.

Kill everything!

At this time, the sky, which was originally the morning glow and the red sun, suddenly rolled up thick dark clouds, and the dark clouds were lowered, lower, and lower, as if they could reach it as soon as they raised their heads.

The soldiers on the battlefield, whether they were friends or enemies, actually slowed down their offensive movements at the same time.

They stared at the sudden change in the sky of the battlefield, which was less like a battlefield and more like the end of the world.

The wind swept the sand and gravel, from far and near, whistling by, this violent tornado, seemed to be able to sweep away all living beings on the earth, and seemed to be able to roll up the dark clouds on the horizon.

Under the howling wind, the sky is covered with clouds and entanglement, sometimes posing as a dragon breathing fire, and sometimes it is a unicorn making trouble.

Zhong Qun slashed out the half-moon scimitar and struck again.

Before he could still swing his sword, a shocking lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, and the red light burst out, brightening up all the dark clouds, with the potential of destroying the world and destroying the earth, and slashing towards the sky!

"Boom!"

Wild clouds weigh on the ground, and dust flies.

Sweep up everything you see on the earth.

In the blur, still following the wind, he rolled to Minsa's side and held her cold hand.

Long.

The smoke cleared and the dust settled.

Opening his weak, dusty eyes, Minsa still recounted seeing that a few feet away, Zhongqun was lying in a pool of blood. His eyes widened and he lost his breath.

Seeing that the sect master was dead, the guards in the position panicked instantly.

However, the hundred-man army that brought the surprise attack, and the soldiers who were alive were already very few.

Still trying his best, taking advantage of the smoke and dust, the people were panicked, and shouted: "The sect master of the Yinlu Sect is dead!" The rebels of the Yinlu Sect, lay down their weapons and save their lives! ”

"Stubborn resistance! Rectify the Dharma on the spot! ”

"Soldiers, kill!"

The voice still recounted, rolled with the smoke and dust, and soared into the sky. and then slashed straight from the sky, shocking everyone in panic.

Many soldiers of the Yinlu Sect dropped their weapons.

"Bang! Syllable! Syllable! The sound of gold stones hitting the ground sounded frequently.

The first one gave up resistance, and the last ten followed, when most of the people's weapons fell to the ground, as if to remind the rest of the comrades-in-arms, don't be stubborn, the sect master is dead, the Zhong family army is down, and the Yinlu Sect is bound to change its name and surname, and it no longer exists!

The defeat of the battle, the collapse of faith in the heart.

Hundreds of cavalry gathered around the main general Lan Feng. There are less than 20 percent of the people left.

However, the mood of the soldiers was uplifted.

Every wound on his body tells the joy of the battlefield. They gathered around the lord and his wife, watching the Yinlu sect together, and became prisoners under their swords.

The messengers had already jumped off their horses and returned to the rear to lead the troops to respond.

As soon as the coalition army of the Najia Army arrived, they took all the prisoners of the Yinlu Sect away.

I searched all the big tents here, but there was no trace of Naxiu. I wonder if I took advantage of the war to transfer Naxiu? Still, Nashuben is not here.

The news that the camp of Zhongqun, the sect leader of the Yinlu Sect, was captured by the Najia army reached Nahong's ears and also spread to the Demon Palace. All the people of the Golden Family were inspired by Blue Wind's courage and feats.

And Nahong, even more ordered, in one go.

Ordered his Najia army to fight to the death with the company and battalion army in front of him.

Of course, Nahong is not stupid, although the company and battalion army on the opposite side have lost their troops and lost their generals, they are still quite combat-effective. So, Nahum had already asked the Commander's permission. Along with the Najia army, there were also 20,000 Shengjing Praetorian Guards.

In this way, the company camp will die, and the Yinlu Sect will be defeated.

And Na Jiajun and Nahong himself will not really face the danger of fighting to the death.

However, on this very day, Nahum received a letter.

Seeing the handwriting on the letter, Nahong's forehead was dripping with sweat. (To be continued.) )