In the night, the people of Yinhu Mountain walked forward with torches, because it was raining today, and the road was not easy to walk, so the speed naturally slowed down.

At the foot of Lingliang Mountain, in a stone recess, Mo Erhu was lying on the ground struggling in pain, his legs had become black, and the poison had begun to spread to his upper body. There were more than a hundred subordinates guarding Mo Erhu's side, and when they saw Mo Erhu's painful appearance, they wanted to rush over to avenge Mo Erhu, but there were too many people in Lingliang.

"Second master, you must insist, you see, our brothers from Yinhu Mountain have come to save us."

These besieged people looked at the front with some excitement, and the torches continued to pour in this direction.

"You don't have to worry about me, quick, kill me with a knife, give me a good time. After so many deaths, I don't have the face to go back to see the big boss, and I don't have the face to meet the brothers in Yinhu Mountain. ”

Mo Erhu seemed to have no love, and he prayed painfully to the people around him. But how dare these people do anything to Mo Erhu, even if they know that Mo Erhu is very painful, maybe this is the only way to get free, but they still won't do it.

Badao Yan Luo took a thousand people and quickly discovered Mo Erhu's location, but before she could bring the people of Silver Tiger Mountain to rescue, a rain of arrows flew towards them.

In the hazy night, the people of Lingliang Mountain were hidden in the shadows, and they watched the people of Yinhu Mountain walk into their traps step by step.

After a rain of arrows, although the people of Yinhu Mountain had been prepared for a long time, they still lost some of them.

Suddenly, countless torches lit up from the surroundings, and the people led by the tyrant sword Yama seemed to have been surrounded, and this Lingliang Mountain could be said to have dispatched all the men and horses, waiting for the silver tiger mountain to throw itself into the net.

Even though there were a large number of people in Lingliang Mountain, Keba Dao Yan Luo was still not afraid, she carried a big knife and slashed left and right, even if she was surrounded, she didn't think of retreating, but rushed in the direction of Mo Erhu with the people of Silver Tiger Mountain.

This was originally a trap, although Mo Erhu was a little painful, but in a half-conscious state, he still saw that he had actually become a bait, in order to let more Yinhushan brothers fall into the trap.

"Don't come, tell them to go back, don't come to save me."

Mo Erhu was sweating profusely, and his voice was already very weak, but it was too late at the moment.

The Overlord Sword Yama was already about to rush over, but the brothers behind him did not have the skills of the Overlord Sword Yama, and when the Overlord Sword Yama arrived at Mo Erhu's side, the total was only more than five hundred.

"Second uncle, how are you?" Badao Yan Luo looked at Mo Erhu's injuries.

"You shouldn't have come, you fool. Quick, help the second uncle, help me get free, give me a good time. Mo Erhu prayed for the sword Yama again.

Overlord Yan Luo Jiangsan looked at Mo Erhu's leg, the whole leg was already black, if he didn't cut it off, I'm afraid Mo Erhu would die faster.

"Second uncle, I'm sorry."

The sword Yama suddenly lifted the broadsword, and the bloody knife emitted a dazzling cold light under the light of the torch.

Mo Erhu saw the overlord sword Yan Luo raise the big sword, and he showed a smile as if he was about to be relieved. Death was not terrible for him, but there was some unwillingness, because his mistakes cost so many brothers, but he knew that Jiang Dahu's father and daughter would help him avenge him.

A cold light flashed, and Mo Erhu's body was suddenly broken into two sections, and a blackened leg left Mo Erhu's body forever.

"Ahh

Mo Erhu still couldn't help but scream, and the pain made him fall into a coma immediately.

Badao Yan Luo hurriedly asked people to tie Mo Erhu's legs, so that Mo Erhu would not die of blood.

Badao Yama was about to break through with Mo Erhu and the rest of the people, but he found that there were enemies on all sides, and he couldn't rush out at all.

Tyrant Yama chose to take a desperate gamble, she led everyone to break through in one direction, and she herself took the lead and rushed to the front.

Yama was indeed invincible, a large steel knife whirring in her hand, and the corpses of enemies were everywhere she went.

Although the overlord sword Yama Luo is heroic, she is only one person after all, because her record is too outstanding, and the enemy's side has prepared a way to deal with her, the same way as to deal with Mo Erhu, using poisoned arrows to shoot.

At this moment, although the night was windy, the temperature of blood made the air scorching. A large knife flew in the night, sharp and splashed with blood.

Sou...

In the darkness, a poisonous arrow pierced the air, passed through the gap in the crowd, and shot precisely towards the overlord sword Yama.

At this moment, the sword Yama was only frantic and slashing the enemy in front of him, but he didn't expect that a poisonous cold arrow had arrived.

With a snort, the sword Yama was stabbed in the left arm by an arrow.

Tyrant Yama just paused, and just wanted to swing the knife hard, but found that his left hand was in pain. The people next to him found that the enemy was shooting cold arrows, so they used their bodies to protect the sword Yama.

The tyrant Yan Luojiang san stuck the big knife into the ground, and then pulled out the arrow on his arm, although it did not hurt the bones, but it also pierced deeply.

Unexpectedly, the left hand is not strong, and the tyrant Yan ** is brittle to hold the knife in one hand, although the combat power will be weakened, but there is no problem with self-preservation.

Can't charge into battle like just now, Badao Yama calmed down and found that the people around him were falling one by one, while the other party was still a lot of people.

Badao Yama was sweating profusely, she was not only in pain, but also very tired, the sweat merged with the blood, and she didn't have time to wipe it.

Lingliang Mountain's plan seems to be very successful, the method of encircling the point to send reinforcements has caused Yinhu Mountain to lose more than 2,000 people, such a huge number, for Yinhu Mountain, the blow is not small, if you kill Mo Erhu and Badao Yama, then Yinhu Mountain will go into decline in the future.

Only a few hundred people were left in Lingliang Mountain, and the rest were all dispatched, which was considered to be doing their best to deal with Yinhu Mountain. Yinhu Mountain is really more powerful than imagined for Lingliang Mountain, especially the woman who is called the Tyrant Sword Yama.

At this time, the battle of Lingliang Mountain also lost nearly 1,000 people, although it was less than half of the casualties of Yinhu Mountain, but after all, Yinhu Mountain was rich and rich, and there were many more people than Lingliang Mountain, even if Lingliang Mountain destroyed the 3,000 people of Yinhu Mountain in front of him, but Yinhu Mountain may still have 3,000 or 4,000 people, which is a force that cannot be ignored.

In the eyes of the bandits in Lingliang Mountain, the battle situation seems to have been decided, and the hundreds of people in Yinhu Mountain in front of them have long been trapped in the center, and it is only a matter of time before they want to eliminate them.

At this moment, the overlord Yama Luo was also a little discouraged, she also knew her situation, and it was impossible for her to escape easily. Badao Yan Luo looked at Mo Erhu, who was asleep, and Mo Erhu still had beads of sweat on his forehead.

However, what all the Lingliangshan people didn't expect was that when the battlefield here got carried away and prepared to slaughter the remaining enemies. In the dark night, there is also a group of people and horses who have taken advantage of the dark night to touch the Lingliang Mountain cottage, they are silent, there are no torches, and they rely on the night to move forward.

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