The explosion sounded without warning.

The night was full of hatred, and the air shook and caused ripples to quickly spread across his cheeks, causing a feeling of oppression that seemed to be covered by a transparent film.

"What's going on!" Ye Wuqiu stopped and felt extremely panicked, this panic was mixed with sudden urgency, which made him feel at a loss in shock, "It's the Nine Heavens Auction Venue!"

Fu Klo frowned, and the invisible spirit spread away, and then said, "My lord, it is indeed there! There are Dou King-level masters fighting over there!"

"That ......" night stopped without hatred, ominous premonitions sketched and painted, painting the hues of twilight clouds in his heart, and he cast his gaze in the opposite direction with anxiety. Although he was stunned for various reasons, he had no doubts about the discipline of his subordinates, after all, the predecessor of this force was the Knights Templar, and how could this unit be the slightest bit lazy in the form of the fearless vanguard of the Sword of the Holy Knights?

"My lord, the war has begun, and it is imperative that we quickly join up with the large army. Phoclo said anxiously.

"But what I'm worried about is this matter, the four directions are thundering, the wind is surging, it is easy for us to turn the whole into parts, but it is even more difficult to turn the whole into a whole again. Ye Wuqiu sighed slightly, and immediately motioned to Phoclo to speed up, his figure flashed into a black shadow, and his cold side face showed mature charm, still remembering that Ye Wuqiu was young and immature when he came down the mountain, and now he is becoming more and more courageous in countless twists and turns, and he is maturing the camp step by step.

The crowd of people walking on the street was like frightened mountain birds, scurrying around causing a lot of trouble for the anxious two, especially when they walked out of the secluded alley and the crowd came in a chaotic manner.

Fighting to open up the way, the night without hatred provoked the anger, these panicked residents could not withstand the aftermath of many fighting kings, and could only rampage at the moment, stunned to repeatedly hit the body of the night without hatred.

"My lord, come with me. Seeing that walking was not the way, he could only take the way of swaggering through the city, he used his fighting spirit to hold up the night without hatred, and then the two of them volleyed straight to Huo Jie's location.

Ye Wuqiu did not do nothing during this period, but looked at the flow of people below and many hidden corners with all his attention, according to Tong Er's description, the hidden warrior must be ready to draw a bow and arrow at this time.

It's too messy, it's too messy, my subordinates had better be fine, or they won't even be able to find out the murderer when they pursue it. The expression of the night without hatred was faintly suppressed and anxious.

Under the cultivation of the Fighting Emperor of Phoclo, the short journey was fleeting, and as they approached, the faces of the two of them were completely gloomy in unison.

I saw that the place where Huo Jie was located belonged to a relatively wide central street, and the houses on both sides seemed to be far apart, so it could accommodate a large number of people to gather. At the moment, fighting is breaking out there.

His own team is led by an earl-level knight, and his Douwang's cultivation shines with a strong light, and the slender knight's sword has the power to tear, slicing through the scarlet blood path among the besieging enemies.

Although the cultivation of the other knights is slightly inferior, they are still masters in their own hands when they are brought out alone, but at this moment, they are fighting hard with one heart and one heart, but they cannot defeat the enemy, but there are signs of being at a disadvantage. Huo Jie didn't dare to sacrifice such an artifact as Yuanshu Xingjian easily at this time, and he was not guilty of it, unless he had to rashly reveal his wealth and drag him into a catastrophe. Therefore, the power of the vast stars is gorgeous, and the fluctuations of the Ruicai are magnificent and dazzling, floating with the ancient atmosphere of Hongmeng!

However, they still can't get rid of the enemy's entanglement! The enemy is dressed in a uniform black gold suit, covering his face with a black scarf, and binding his hair with a scarf, all of which use dexterous and strange short swords. The leader of the man in black is a strong man of the Dou King, and he is evenly matched with the earl-level knights, and no one can help anyone in a short period of time! You know, both sides know the urgency of the situation, and both have the intention of destroying each other with the power of thunder, so doing their best is the only way that both sides can choose.

The short sword of the black-clothed man of the Douwang transformed up and down, and the branches that branched out from the blade made its attack more powerful, and suddenly countless sword shadows surrounded the knight and attacked fiercely. The knight's sword is slightly longer, and the close-to-body strategy is disadvantaged, so the knight struggles to resist while maintaining the distance between him and the man in black with his body to ensure that the sharp knight's sword has plenty of room to play.

The most worrying thing is Huo Lingchang, this weak girl bit her lip tightly and looked at the scene of blood splattering in panic, and hid behind Huo Jie and the others, her eyes full of exhaustion and disgust. This appearance is much stronger than when she was a fledgling, at least she has experienced no less than the hard work of the night, and she has seen the purgatory-like despair in the swamp, and after experiencing such a catalyst, the growth of her mind is palpable.

"My lord, I'll help!" Phoclo was so angry that he wanted to rush forward and destroy all the men in black.

"Wait! Phoclo, don't be impulsive!" was stopped by the night as he saw something unusual. "Look!"

Following the direction of the night innocent, Phocloe looked down condescendingly, and saw three or three people sneaking around the wall, and it was really difficult to see them without careful observation. But the most strange thing is not these, but these people are going against the flow of people!

"This ...... These people are ......" Franklo peeked over, and then said with a rather solemn face: "It's really strange, they all have good cultivation, why are they approaching this side?"

Ye Wuqiu knew that he was in a hurry at the moment, first of all, his team had not been assembled, and secondly, there were many warriors lurking around him, if Fu Klo made a rash move, it would be difficult for the cultivation of the Dou Huang to ensure that it would not attract dense firepower.

Thinking like this, Ye Wuqi stood on the roof, looking in the direction of the Nine Heavens Auction, his eyes were full of deep worry and electric calculations, "It will even attract the chaos over there accordingly." ”

"My lord, what should I do!" Phoclo knew that what Ye Wuqi said was reasonable, but he still couldn't hold back his restless mood, and the recklessness was a little attacked.

"There are only two words, wait. Ye Wuqi clenched his fists, then stretched, and repeated the process many times, "Wait for our troops to gather, and then break through with all our might!"

Speaking of which Night Warrior was accustomed to his predicament, they were surrounded wherever they went, not to mention the touching things that happened in the Great Forest of Longpan, but just to talk about the battle that took place in the Holy Gate after Myrey approached the Holy Gate under the pretense of a caravan, how could the battle that took place in the Holy Gate not a breakout battle? The Knights Templar broke through the archbishop's army and then converged with themselves, and plunged into the swamp in a daze, followed by a breakthrough against the zombie gargoyle herdsman.

Is it uncomfortable? Uncomfortable. Is there a way? Perhaps at a certain point, the current situation can be avoided by making a completely different choice without hatred, but the clear rut direction, no matter how ridiculous and ridiculous, still has its historical inevitability, and there are many factors that affect decision-making.

In the game with history, you can never win, and in a popular phrase, there is no if.

Just when they were at a loss, they saw a group of people rushing in from the periphery, this team numbered about twenty or so, led by the swordsman Torture and the flame mage Edla, their arrival made the night innocent's face welled up with a look of relief.

But this is a swagger...... When Ye Wuqi looked at the hidden people who had come from the opposite direction, the place where his eyes passed was empty?

"My lord, our people have been attacked!" The usually steady punishment was a little out of shape at this time.

These poignant words were like a slap in the face, completely interrupting Ye Wu's thoughts, "What! Tell me more about it, what's going on!"

Torture and Edra stayed on the roof to report to the Night, while the others quickly joined the battle below, and with the help of these new forces, the tide of the battle was turned in an instant, and it became one-sided.

"My lord," said Torture Severe, who was panting from exhaustion, but Edra seemed to be much better, apparently Torture had not completely healed from his injuries, and his body was weak, and the possibility of brutal battles had caused him to look embarrassed at the moment. "Many of our people have been attacked, and many of the men in black below have surrounded and suppressed us!"

Ye Wuqiu suddenly felt dizzy when he heard this, and he asked tentatively, "How about the casualties?"

"I don't know the situation of the other generals, it's just that my team with Edra has several dead and many wounded, so it can be said that it took a lot of trouble to get rid of them and escape here!"

"In other words, someone is out hunting us!" "Ye Wuqi consciously took the Nine Heavens Auction at the beginning of the chaos as the center, and the farther away from this center, the more peripheral it became.

"Yes, my lord, I think this is a conspiracy, otherwise the enemy would not be able to accurately distinguish our people, and you must know that our people are all dressed in the clothes of ordinary people!" Torture Yan's eyes were bloody, and the resentment and unwillingness to sacrifice his robe were haunted in his heart.

Ye Wuqi knew that everything had reached a critical juncture, and his responsibility and composure as a leader told him that he had to make a decision immediately, otherwise there would be more casualties!

"Let's put aside the enemy's motives and the ways and means to target us for the time being, the most important thing for now is to ensure our own safety!" Ye Wuqi felt a heavy pressure on his shoulders, and he tried to keep his voice calm: "Let's approach the Nine Heavens Auction Venue, as the saying goes, the more dangerous the place, the safer, and the complicated situation full of dangers is conducive to our survival!"