Scarred, Ran Hong and every soldier of the Royal Forest Army had blood marks on their bodies.

When they were about to arrive at the foot of the mountain, the remaining more than two hundred enemies seemed to kill Ran Hong and them, knowing that it was a difficult thing to get close to Xu Muchuan, they were not afraid at all.

Shout!

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a chamolais flew straight at the attacking enemy.

The Moon Scimitar slit the neck of an enemy, and then spun and flew away in the direction it had come.

Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei were suddenly shocked in their hearts, and immediately looked away, and followed the trajectory of the Lunyue scimitar to see a man in a dark black robe.

Because the man in the black robe covered the top of the man's head, he couldn't see what the man looked like at all, and he could only vaguely see the two sharp eyes revealed by the man.

The man has a silver-white chamitar in his left hand and an iron-black chamitar in his right hand. The man stood on the periphery of the enemy, constantly strangling towards Xu Muchuan's position.

A master of using a double scimitar as a weapon, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei were both shocked from the bottom of their hearts, and they couldn't think of what this man's origin was.

However, seeing that the man was constantly slaughtering the enemy's masters, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei ignored the man for the time being, and just tried their best to fight their way down the mountain.

Because this strange man joined and came from the enemy's rear, it didn't take long for the man to kill the enemy and his corpses were scattered all over the field.

"Follow me." The man clutched the scimitar that was still dripping hot blood with both hands, and his figure flashed in front of Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei.

Ran Hong and the soldiers of the Royal Forest Army all showed nervous expressions, beware of the man's sudden attack, after all, so far, they didn't know whether this strange master in front of them was friend or foe.

"If you don't want adults to die here, do as I say." After the man casually solved the two enemies who rushed to kill, he glanced at Xu Muchuan, who was dying on Fu Hengsheng's back, and said solemnly.

"Who are you?" Ran Hong tightened the blade in his hand with extreme caution and asked.

The man pondered for a while, and his eyes suddenly glanced at the sky, as if he had something in his heart: "Night Crying Army, Seven Kills." ”

"What!"

Wen Ruofei and Ran Hong's eyes suddenly opened, and after the two involuntarily glanced at each other, they involuntarily gasped and exclaimed softly in great surprise.

Rumble!

For a while, the entire sky seemed to freeze in the eyes of Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei, and there were bursts of storm in their hearts.

Looking at Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei's expressions, the man narrowed his eyes, guessing that Ran Hong and the two knew what the Night Crying Army meant, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for Ran Hong and the two to have such a shocked and panicked look.

"How do you prove it?" For the sake of Xu Muchuan's safety, Wen Ruofei immediately calmed down the mood in his heart, stared at the man's eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

As Wen Ruofei's questioning voice fell, the man immediately took out a delicate black token from his arms.

"Your Excellency." The moment they saw the black token, Wen Ruofei and Ran Hong arched their hands towards the man without thinking, and said respectfully.

"Come with me, hurry up, or when these reinforcements come, it will be troublesome." After the man finished speaking coldly, he turned into a fierce black shadow and killed the enemy.

Two rounds of meniscus knives, one knife will kill you. Seven kills in the night cry, and the souls of Kyushu gather.

The Night Weeping Army is a legend of the Beiyuan Kingdom, just like the thirteen generals of the Beiyuan.

It's just that the Night Weeping Army is not as famous as the Thirteen Generals of the Northern Abyss, because the Night Weeping Army is the sharpest blade in the hands of the Great Emperor of the Northern Abyss, Jun Yuyi, and it is also a pair of eyes hidden in the hazy black mist.

When not many people know about the existence of the Night Cry Army today, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei only learned a little bit about the Night Cry Army by chance when they fought on the battlefield in their early years, they only knew that the Night Cry Army was directly subordinate to the command of Jun Yuyi, the Great Emperor of the Northern Abyss, and no one could mobilize the Night Cry Army except Jun Yuyi himself.

Even the Sword of the Son of Heaven, which symbolizes Jun Yuyi, has no right to mobilize the Night Weeping Army. It is conceivable how strong the unique position of the Night Cry Army is.

The Night Weeping Army, although it is called an army, there are only seven people in it. These seven people have no military rank and no official character, but they can ignore any orders except for the Great Emperor of the North Abyss and be completely independent.

Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei only knew about the news, but other than that, they didn't know anything about the Night Crying Army. The Night Cry Army is a sharp blade in the night, calm when you don't shoot, and the sky falls apart when you shoot.

Seven kills, the man's name or codename. He was unusually cold, not the slightest fluctuation of the blood and corpses in front of him, as if all this was nothingness in his eyes.

was only slightly stunned, and Ran Hong and the others didn't think much about it.

So, Ran Hong and Wen Ruofei led a group of soldiers of the Royal Forest Army, escorting Xu Muchuan and following behind the man.

With a man's charge in front of them, those enemies were crushed like clay figures.

In just a moment, a bloody path that hung straight down from the mountains and rivers was completely presented between heaven and earth.

The snow is still falling.

The blood, which melted the thick snow, turned the entire mountain and river red.

The corpses, crisscrossing every part of the mountains, rivers and fields, make people can't help but gag and panic after seeing them.

Under the leadership of the man, the group of people finally broke through, but no one showed a happy appearance, and the atmosphere was extremely silent.

Looking back at the blood-colored beauty of the mountains and rivers, Wen Ruofei looked at Xu Muchuan, who was extremely pale and in a coma, and asked nervously and worriedly: "Treat the son's injuries immediately, I can't leave." ”

"Put it down, I'll heal him." Seven kills, the man glanced at the scarred Ran Hong and the others extremely indifferently, and then put a cold gaze on Fu Hengsheng's body.

After running for so long, the blood on Fu Hengsheng's left arm was no longer flowing without pressing to stop the bleeding, because the blood was almost dry.

Pale, this word can't describe Fu Hengsheng's face at this moment.

Fu Hengsheng's body was constantly trembling, and his lips were white and couldn't stop shaking: "There is Master Lao, you must save the life of your son." ”

Smack!

With a crisp sound, Xu Muchuan slowly lay flat on the ground under Fu Hengsheng's last force.

At the same time that Xu Muchuan was placed on the ground, Fu Hengsheng's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the last breath in his mouth finally dispersed.

Boom!

Fu Hengsheng fell directly to the ground.

"General Fu!" Ran Hong didn't expect Fu Hengsheng to fall suddenly, he glared directly and exclaimed.

"Old man!" Hearing this, his heart trembled, and he shouted loudly to Fu Hengsheng who fell to the ground.