The mother and son broke the posture, two against six, the six sword slaves are good at the art of joint attacks, and the mother and son are connected by blood, and the tacit understanding is needless to say.

The Six Sword Slaves are the best top killers on the black list, and the mother and son are also the peerless powerhouses among the hundreds of sons.

This is a good talent and an opponent.

For a while, you came and went, and you saw the moves, but no one could help anyone.

After the soul and chaos stared at the night, the real water dragon surrounded Dongjun, the small one beat the old, and the old educated the small, which is also a great wonder in the world.

This dragon and tiger fight was fierce, but I saw that the dragon was hit with a sword, bringing a gust of wind, and the dead branches and fallen leaves followed.

Qi is the most mysterious thing between heaven and earth.

It is weak, it can change its direction with a wave of its hand at will, it is powerful, the air flow gathers and the wind and waves rise, which can destroy the creatures of the world, at this moment, this magical qi turns into a poisonous snake with sharp fangs, the long sword in the hand of the dragon has stabbed Dongjun's chest like a streamer chasing the moon, and on the other side, Zhengang and the broken water are just right to choke Dongjun's hands so that he can't defend back, all the one qiē is calculated properly, all the one qiē wants to go through countless drills, as if after this sword, there will be no such person as Dongjun in the world.

But will this qiē really be so smooth?

His hands were restrained, but Dongjun's feet were still flexible and free, and he stepped on it with all his strength, as if he was about to rise to the sky, but Zhengang snorted coldly, and the long sword fell from the top of Dongjun's head.

"Can you think of it, but you can't think of it?" Dongjun glanced at Zhen Gang contemptuously, his body, which was originally ready to go like a spring, suddenly turned into a sponge, and he sank softly, his body was like a snake out of a hole, and his hands were indeed like eagles. Swing it out and grab at the feet that are broken in the water, if the blow is successful. Then the lower half of the body of the broken water is about to say goodbye, and Dongjun can also slide out of this huge gap, but Zhengang doesn't seem to see this qiē, when the sword light under the hood is still very firm, he doesn't plan to rescue his old buddy at all.

Seeing that the legs of the broken water were about to be gone, but there was no scene of flesh and blood flying in front of Dongjun's eyes, and the cold light flashed, and a snowy Wu hook had locked Dongjun's hands. so that he could not go any further.

"Young man, you forgot that the old man used a double sword!" A slightly muffled sneer, a string of slightly playful words, the color of mockery was obvious.

"Die!" Zhengang shouted, the sword light is close at hand, the opportunity is close at hand, winning this life is a great achievement, since ancient times, no one will refuse the credit, because this qiē is connected with fame and fortune. For the first time, the shadow of death loomed over Dongjun's heart.

Just as the six of them controlled the black swordsman in an instant, Dongjun was not a difficult bone for them to gnaw, at least at this moment, they thought so in their hearts.

However, accidents often happen at the moment when they are at their fingertips, and Dongjun is like having eyes on his back. Steadily caught Zhengang's long sword, and then his waist suddenly exerted force, and his hands clasped Wu Hook Sword tightly!

――Bang――

Hands, waist. The legs, three points in a line, the strength gathers together. Zhengang was thrown out hard and fell out of the circle hard.

With both hands, the whole person flipped in the air, and Dongjun was about to use this gap to get out of the battle, and take the first step to kill Zhengang.

Because he knew that as soon as Zhen died, the Six Sword Slaves would be one less, and the formation would be self-defeating.

However, Dongjun, who was in the middle of a fierce battle, forgot something.

didn't rush it, he forgot about a person, Zhao Gao, who had been watching the play on the sidelines.

For him, he was watching the play, until this moment, the devil who had been smiling and watching finally made a move, indescribable speed, indescribable moves, Dongjun was locked by a strong murderous aura before he could even react, just as Gai Nie fought against Wei Zhuang at the beginning, Zhao Gao was also accumulating strength, which is also a kind of 'potential!' ”

If it doesn't come out, it's just a thunderbolt and a blockbuster.

However, in the next second, Dongjun's eyes were torn apart, Zhao Gao's claws did not pierce into his body, but there was a blood red in front of him!

- Puff - "Mother! Dongjun felt that his world had collapsed, and his mother was shot through the chest by Zhao Gao in order to save him!

"Death!" Dongjun was completely overwhelmed by hatred, and his palms reached out and slammed on Zhao Gao's shoulders, and Zhao Gao's arms snapped.

After the night, he resisted the fatal wound, a mouthful of dirty blood sprayed on Zhao Gao's face, the strength of his arms came from nowhere, and Dongjun held it up fiercely, and the mother and son quickly broke away from the battle, leaving only a bleak blood.

…………………………………………

At night, a bleak wind suddenly rose at the foot of Lishan Mountain, I don't know what it was portending, Yan Hong looked back, with a thoughtful meaning in his eyes, tonight is a night of killing, tonight is a night of destruction, tonight is also a night of sadness, and at the same time, tonight is also destined to be a night forgotten by history.

Perhaps, in the thick history books of the future, this night will only be a scale and half a claw, 'In the xx year of the first emperor of the Great Qin, Xiangguo Wei raised a large army to exterminate the Yin and Yang family and rebelled against Lishan. ’

What's more, you may not even be able to find a single word.

There are enough people who have died tonight, Yan Hong feels a little tired, but this is not because he is exhausted, but he is exhausted, and every step tonight must not be missed, and there can be no mistakes.

If not, the moon god will die, Gao Yue will die, the young priest will die, the great priest will die, and even he himself will die here. Fortunately, he and his relatives survived tonight's catastrophe safely.

Just as he promised Chu Nangong when he came, he brought the moon god out safely, and just as he promised himself in his heart, he wanted to find out the people he cared about safe and sound, and he still did it.

However, the wrinkled wind made Yan Hong's heart bring a strange feeling that tonight's matter was not over, and his departure was not the end of this qiē.

Xiangjun, where did Mrs. Xiang go, where is the future of Dongjun, I believe that the answer will be revealed in the near future, and the fate of everyone has been at such a fork in the road, going in a completely different direction. "Lishan, the tomb of the First Emperor, I really hope that this place will become the tomb of all of you, then the world will be quiet!" Yan Hong muttered, is it considered to ask the heavens for divination?

He didn't know, maybe it was just a joke, just an expectation for a better future.

That's right, it's beautiful, the enemy is dead, I believe it's the best thing for anyone!

"Hey! It's time for us to go. ”

There was a urging sound from the great priest in front, Yan Hong loosened the reins, and the horse walked on its own, but Yan Hong took one last look at this once flowery Lishan Mountain.

Tonight, the curtain will come to an end, and when the morning sun rises tomorrow, no one will remember the prosperity and exaggeration of the past, leaving only a piece of fallen wood and Xiao Xiaoxiao's slaughter. (To be continued......)