It was too late, it was too fast, and the arrow on the string of the old man named Uncle Wang turned into seven green lights and shadows, shooting straight towards the red light.

An angry shout suddenly came from the red light: "Get out!"

The long sword in his hand drew a blood-red arc, slashing off the seven arrows shot by the old man, and then holding the sword and heading straight towards the wind god.

However, with this time to breathe a sigh of relief, the wind god narrowly avoided a slash from the blood fangs and then slammed his arm into the sword, and the blood-colored long sword cut through the shoulder armor on the wind god's arm, rolling up a line of blood.

The wind god stood up in pain, and slammed a stick at the man in black, causing the man in black to fly out sideways, slamming into the stone wall with a muffled sound.

And by this time, Bloodfang had already rushed with a knife. However, Uncle Wang, who has been cooperating with the Wind God for a long time, had already shot at the Blood Fang, forcing the Blood Fang to dodge and resist with a knife, causing the Blood Fang's attack to be delayed to a certain extent, allowing the Wind God to dodge without danger.

'Fifth-level martial artist!' Obviously, the mysterious man who stood up from the edge of the stone wall was a fifth-level martial artist, although he might have only broken through for a short time.

Fengshen and Uncle Wang glanced at each other, and they both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Storm everyone listens to the order!" "Wind God's face flashed fiercely, and he shouted the order, "All-out attack!"

As soon as the words fell, the mercenaries on the side of the storm, led by the little iron fist of the wind god, rushed across the street like a tide, rushing towards the group of people and horses of the dark fangs.

Seeing this, Bloodfang's daughter 'Bloodflower Knight' showed her feminine side, she rode a tall horse, and shouted in a hoarse female voice, "Darkfang, everyone listens to the order!

At the same time, she slammed the horse's belly, took the lead with a halberd in her hand, and fought hard with the iron fist of the iron fist, and used the momentum to make the iron fist retreat again and again.

But because of the strength of the iron fist, her own palms couldn't help but be numb. Her face was solemn, it had been nearly ten years since this iron fist broke through to a fourth-level martial artist, and her strength should not be underestimated.

The two paused after a collision, and at the same time rushed out again, swimming, and drawing a circle. In this circle, no one dared to approach, and for a while, the scene was chaotic.

Seeing this, Bloody Fang snorted coldly, and slashed at the wind god.

The wind god held a stick to block, but the blood-colored figure behind it did suddenly flash, hidden behind the blood fangs, and then jumped high, and wanted to stab at the wind god with a sword.

But then he noticed several arrows shooting towards him, causing his forward form to be interrupted, and he hurriedly retreated, his sword dancing wildly, blocking the arrows.

The rhythm was disrupted, and the black figure was also on fire, and scolded in a low voice, "Damn old man, I'll go meet him first!"

With that, he dodged and shot straight at the gray-haired old man.

And the wind god obviously noticed his abnormal movement, and his heart was anxious, and he shouted, "Uncle Wang!"

But the bloody tooth opposite him sneered again and again: "You still have to worry about yourself!"

With that, he slashed out a ray of blood at the wind god, and a fire instantly ignited on the wind god's stick, and a stick slapped on the blood, causing the blood to splash everywhere and roll up the wind.

The nearby mercenary group members were affected one after another, and some even spurted out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, the members of those mercenary groups fled one after another.

At the same time, the old man named Uncle Wang also pulled out a long sword from his waist, his eyes were shining, and the fighting spirit that had not appeared for many years was like a tide surging up in his heart, and the old man's white hair was floating, and this moment was like before.

As soon as he dodged the blood dagger's flat slash, he roared and stabbed the blood dagger with his sword, and the tip of the sword carried a cyan light and shadow, and the blood dagger was shocked in his heart, and quickly raised his sword and stood in front of him.

'Ding!' A piercing sound of gold and iron trembled, and the blood dagger was stabbed back dozens of meters by a sword, and two streaks of smoke and dust were raised on the ground, and a wisp of green smoke rose from the blood-red sword body.

The Blood Dagger gasped slightly, put away his previous contempt, stared at the white-haired old man deadly, gritted his teeth and said, "Old thing, you're not simple!"

The white-haired old man had a long beard fluttering, and there was no joy or sorrow between his eyes.

At this time, after the blood tooth repelled the wind god with a blow, he took the opportunity to yell at the blood dagger, "Dagger, deal with it carefully, this old boy was a fifth-level martial artist thirty years ago, and finally fought with the enemy, although he killed the enemy, but he was also forced to fall to a realm, and there is no hope for a fifth-level martial artist in this life, but his combat experience is at the level of a real fifth-level martial artist!"

Others may not know, and he has lived for such a long time with blood teeth, how can he not know that this old man who is called Uncle Wang still became a fifth-level martial artist before his blood teeth!

The wind god who said this turned his head in shock, and he didn't even know about it. Seeing this, the white-haired old man laughed loudly, "Hehe, after this matter is understood, I will tell the head of the regiment!"

With that, the white-haired old man pressed forward step by step, and ran straight towards the blood dagger. A fierce color flashed under the eyes of the blood dagger, "It's good, old boy, I want to see if I, a fifth-level martial artist, is strong, or you, a fourth-level martial artist who has fallen into the realm!"

As soon as the words fell, the blood-colored figure flashed away, and the two long swords 'Ping Pong' walked back and forth, wiping sparks.

"I really underestimated you Storm!" Bloodfang's still can't take the storm after such a layout, which is also a bit unexpected for him.

The key is that the strength of the wind god has actually grown so much compared to before, which is something that Bloodtooth did not expect. But now that the feud has been settled, there is absolutely no reason to retreat.

With the talent of this kid of the wind god, it won't be many years before his blood teeth break through to the cultivation of qi, otherwise he really doesn't have much confidence to win the wind god in front of him, thinking about it like this, today is even more difficult to let him go.

A trace of murder flashed in his eyes, and his body suddenly became bloody.

The blood power of him and the Blood Dagger is a relatively rare mutation attribute, and its peculiarity is that it can forcibly improve its combat power through blood qi.

It's just that after every promotion, a lot of essence blood will be consumed, and he will have to recuperate for a while, and even leave a dark disease, which is how his dark disease is generated. If it had been placed before, he would never have been willing to use his blood to improve his strength again.

Bloodfang's hair rose to stand on end. Seeing this, the wind god lowered his body and waited for it.

Suddenly, there was a dull loud sound in the air, and the figures of the two moved with it, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen collisions. After the collision, Fengshen retreated more than ten steps, and finally forcibly stabilized his body.

Seeing this, the bloody tooth did not give up, and with a heavy step, his body shot straight out like a cannonball, and chasing him was a fierce pursuit.

The palm of the wind god, because of such a violent anti-shock force, was shaken to the point that the skin and flesh were open, and it was full of blood. But he still gritted his teeth and stubbornly withstood the bloody tooth chop.

Not far away, the blood dagger that couldn't be taken down for a while by Uncle Wang was also ferocious, and he directly opened up the power of blood, and attacked the old man fiercely.

"Haha, old man, it seems that your regimental commander can't hold on!" His laughter was like a crow screaming, very ugly, but the madness seemed to relieve all the repression of more than forty years.

After the white-haired old man repelled the Blood Dagger with a single slash, he also caught a glimpse of the danger on the battlefield of the Wind God with the corner of his eye.

For this reason, he let out a long sigh, lowered his head and stroked the sword in his hand, and muttered, "Are you the only ones who have the means to improve your strength?"

Then, he looked up at the wind god who was attacking with bloody fangs, and smiled at him with relief, "I'm sorry, head of the group, I'm very happy with you!"

Fengshen, who sensed something, suddenly turned red, and shouted loudly, "Uncle Wang!!~~"

At this time, the old man known as Uncle Wang stepped out with a bow in one hand and a sword in the other. The old man's body was full of light, and at this time, the old man returned to the realm of a fifth-level martial artist.

At the same time, the old man put his sword on the bowstring, pulled the bow like a full moon, and pointed directly at the dagger of blood, just like in those years, full of spirit. The Blood Dagger's face was full of horror, and as soon as the old man let go, a long sword turned into a cyan streamer like an arrow and shot straight towards the Blood Dagger.

The Blood Dagger held his sword in a hurry, but he was horrified to find that cracks gradually appeared on his blood-colored long sword.

He screamed loudly and did his best to release the power of blood, but in the end, Qingguang broke through the blood-colored sword. The Blood Dagger hurriedly turned its head, but was still carried away by a flash of blue light. He whimpered and slowly fell to the ground.

It was as if time had stopped at this moment, and everyone stopped the battle and watched in amazement.

A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and his body fell straight back. At this time, the wind god had already dodged and helped the old man who almost fell to the ground, only to see that the old man's face was like ashes, obviously he couldn't live.

His eyes were red, he wept bitterly, and shouted his title in a low voice, "Uncle Wang!!~Uncle Wang!!~"

Suddenly, as if the old man had returned to the light, he grabbed the arm of the wind god, and with all his strength, he trembled at the wind god and said, "Regiment........ Long, not ..... Leave me alone, hurry up........ Hurriedly....... Retreat!"

The wind god gritted his teeth and cracked his eyes. But Uncle Wang grabbed his hand and stared at him.

Seeing this, the wind god had no choice but to suppress the resentment in his heart, and hissed and shouted, "Retreat!

Hearing this, the members of the Storm Regiment fought and retreated. At this time, Bloody Fang suddenly shouted angrily, "Want to go, no way!"

While shouting, he slashed at Fengshenping with a bloody sword. But the wind god raised his head suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he swung his stick with all his strength and roared, "Get out!"

With a loud bang, he knocked back dozens of steps with a stick, but he couldn't stand the force of the shock, and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow'.

The first half of the stick was directly shattered in this impact, and immediately, he picked up Uncle Wang and ran out of the battle circle.

At this point, it was absolutely impossible for Bloodtooth to let go of the Wind God like this, and shouted loudly, "Dark Fang, listen to the order! Give it to me, whoever kills the Wind God will be rewarded with 10,000 gold coins!"

He himself strode out and chased straight after the wind god.

At this time, a big man riding a tall horse held a spear, rolled up thunder and rushed straight into the street, like thunder.

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