In the chaotic square, there was a terrible scream.

Even though heavy rain began to fall in the air, it could not disperse the flames condensed with true qi.

Countless young disciples were forcibly burned by Zoroastrian members and turned into flames.

Although some of the disciples were slightly stronger in cultivation, when these sect members saw the strong attacking, they would keep themselves together, even if they exchanged ten dead people for one, they would kill the target.

And under the incineration of these crazy people, Wu Lieyang, who had cultivated to the upper level of the second grade, also died in the flames.

At this moment, Chen Dong'er, who was already injured, immediately panicked and wanted to escape after seeing the three burning men rushing up around him.

But just as she turned around, behind her, another burning man appeared.

However, just as she was about to call out to her aunt loudly, the burning man in front of her suddenly fell to the ground with a separate body.

Immediately after, after the burning man fell to the ground, a figure familiar to her appeared in front of her eyes.

At this moment, after she saw this person appear, her heart began to beat rapidly.

She had forgotten the three burning men that were flying behind her.

Because her heart has long been filled by the person in front of her.

On the other hand, as soon as Su Wushi returned to the battlefield, he found that these disciples had gone crazy and began to hug the people around them. Burn.

So, he didn't think much about it, and after flying down, it was a slash.

It wasn't until he killed a person that he saw that this Chen Dong'er was actually in front, looking at him.

Maybe he was careless, or maybe he was so focused on killing the enemy that he didn't notice the deep infatuation in the beautiful girl's eyes.

He turned into a shadow again, slashed three swords in a row, and cut down the three burning men behind Chen Dong'er.

Then, he said to Chen Dong'er.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and save people!".

As soon as these words came out, Chen Dong'er immediately smiled and responded softly.

"Hmm~".

Seeing this, Su Wushi didn't say much, but continued to rush and kill among the burning men.

It's just that at this time, he didn't realize that the beautiful girl behind him was following closely behind, blocking all the attacks behind him, so that he could single-mindedly let go of his defense to kill the burning man in front of him.

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I don't know how long it has been.

When the rain from the sky finally extinguished the last glimmer of fire in the town, I only listened to the sound of mournful cries in the streets and alleys and in the huge square.

Several disciples of the Flame Sect found their senior brother's corpse surrounded by more than a dozen charred corpses, and cried on the spot.

Chen Dong'er, who was originally happy, also squatted down after seeing the corpses of several junior sisters, and tears began to overflow in her eyes.

And when the empty wisdom masters in the center of the square saw the scene of such a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of them, their eyes were also full of endless grief.

In this battle, they killed too many people.

Xiaoyaozi and Gongsun Yu fought from the square to a street in the distance. In the end, the two also slapped each other hard, and both died.

Zhou Muyun of the Qingcheng faction, although he killed the bull-headed protector and a certain altar of Zoroastrianism, he finally died under the poisonous snake staff of the hunchbacked old man.

And this hunchbacked old man, after killing Huang Jianyuan, the owner of Changle Island, when he poisoned Zhou Muyun, he also received a sword from the other party in his heart and died on the spot.

Far away on a stone arched bridge on the east street of the town, the Snow Mountain Sect Sect Master Chen Feng's Snow Mountain Six Yang Palm had already slashed heavily on the head of the Eagle Claw Gate Master, and smashed the opponent's skull.

It's just that at the same time as he killed his opponent, a human hand like an eagle's claw had already passed through his chest and crushed his heart.

Far away in a dilapidated temple on the west street of the town, although the fist sect master smashed the heart of the Wuyi Mountain sect master with one punch, his customary right arm had also been cut off by the opponent's long sword, shoulder-to-shoulder.

However, at least his people will still be alive. And this is not an easy thing to do.

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Below the plaque at the entrance of Nanyang Town, the disciples of the Lieyang Sect were surrounding their sect master, their eyes full of tears.

And not far from them, all the dart masters of the Divine Sword Dart Bureau also looked at the head of the dart on the ground with sad expressions, and did not make a sound to disturb.

The head of the dart, Cha Gutong, although he was seriously injured, was not exhausted.

I saw him holding his chest with one hand, lying in the arms of his disciples, and speaking to Wu Shaogang, who was also still not exhausted in the distance, with difficulty.

"The sun... The knife technique ..... fruit....but the name is well deserved".

Wu Shaogang, who also had blood in his mouth, actually boasted about his knife skills before he saw that the other party was dying.

He put down his usual aggressive words and said.

"Divine Sword Dart... Bureau... The darts... Really... Be. No. 1 in the world.. Doodling.. darts".

As soon as the words of mutual praise between the two sides came out, the two of them burst into laughter at the same time, as if their grievances over the years, as well as the slash they had just slashed at each other, had long since disappeared with the wind.

It's just that when Cha Gutong struggled to laugh, he sighed in his heart.

"No matter how strong your and my knives are, they can't be stronger than Jinyiwei's embroidered spring knives!"

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At the same time, far away by the post station on the mountain road, the people of the Spear Sect wearing white filial piety clothes and the disciples of the Five Stick Sect in black had already stopped the battle in their hands and stood around their masters.

On the mountain road that had become muddy due to the rain, Sun Changxing, who was in a black robe and felt hat, was still standing upright and standing in place.

And the iron rod in his hand, which had become extremely long, had already hit the head of the Sect Master, Lu Chong'er.

It's just that for this defeat, Lu Chonger was obviously very unconvinced.

So, I saw that he pulled out the tip of the spear inserted in the opponent's left chest with great difficulty, and said weakly.

"If it weren't for Zuo Wuchang who caught my disciple of the Spear Sect, if my left eye had been blinded by Jinyiwei, then the person who died today would have been you!!."

Sun Changxing also withdrew the iron rod in his hand.

But he didn't make a sound rebuttal, just looked at the other party with a gloomy face.

The reason why he didn't refute it was because what the other party said was indeed the truth.

If it weren't for some of the disciples of the Gun Sect, who were still in Zuo Wuchang's hands, then the other party might be able to fight him wholeheartedly.

If it weren't for the other party's blindness in one left eye, his opponent's last move, 'back to the horse', might not have stabbed him in the left chest, but in his chest.

Therefore, in this battle, he won without martial arts, and he deserved to win.

That's why he was silent and didn't say a word.

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