Chapter 353 In the woods, the sound of shouting and killing and the frequent intersection of various weapons were intertwined in the air, and the sound scattered countless birds, breaking through the clouds, and the scene was like a battlefield!

From time to time, you can see hundreds of Caiyimen disciples chasing more than a dozen Yipintang disciples out of the woods, each of them is covered with blood, all the way, from time to time, someone falls to the ground with a sword, but it can't frighten the Caiyimen disciples, but instead more angry and fierce towards the enemy who is stronger than a group of people, the young face is hideous and unyielding, so that the Yipintang masters who continue to perform their own tricks are shocked and angry.

Rushing all the way, at least more than fifty people died at their hands, and they only paid eight brothers, such a tragic disparity in the proportion of deaths, for ordinary gangs, they would have long been unbearable to return to the city to fight.

However, in the woods, a group of young men and women with good skills were biting them like crazy, and each battle circle was divided into superior men and horses, and the ferocity of killing the enemy and two hundred with self-damage made some self-confident Yipintang disciples also feel a burst of panic and uneasiness.

Although it has absolute strength and advantages.

However, under the siege of a group of people, the sword is added, the protective body is constantly thinning, and the internal force is also consumed very amazingly, and it is impossible for ordinary pills to maintain their current state; The few people who had Gyokuromaru with them were not much better, at most their companions were able to support one or two more rounds of attacks.

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"And when we're scared!!"

"Even if you die, pull the back of the whole colorful clothes doormat! Kill!!! "A group of fierce tigers were devoured and bitten by a group of wolves, and their true qi became more and more barren, but they had no chance to replenish their internal strength, and in a fit of rage, the surname Suo reflexively slashed at the nearest Caiyi Sect disciple.

The sudden outbreak of a counterattack by a group of Mystic Realm masters is also very terrifying!

With a ferocious momentum, seven disciples of the Caiyi Sect were forced in front of the enemy who followed them like a shadow and fell to the ground; In the crowd, the little butt pouting was one of the few leaders.

Now covered in blood, he is also the one who pounces on the front.

was already covered in injuries, and in order to minimize the death of his brothers, he had to rely on Gyokuromaru to constantly make up for his injuries and internal strength, barely supporting himself on the front line.

More than a dozen Yipintang's counterattacks, bearing the brunt, a pain in the abdomen, and two knives on the left and right slashed over:

"Die!!"

A group of people had actually been paying attention to this fat man with amazing defense and amazing tenacity for a long time, and suddenly burst into a counterattack, and three of them actually attacked him at the same time, and they could see that as long as they killed this guy, this group of students was very likely to lose a strong vanguard, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

When the little buttocks pouted and reacted, two sharp knife lights had already pounced in front of him.

"Get out."

At the last moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side, ignoring the pain of the blade, and smashed the two swords like a cannonball, knocking them to the ground along with the owner of the sword.

"Bastard!"

fell short, and the disciples of Yipintang were furious, and they slashed at the bloody people.

"Hooligans!"

The little butt turned around and happened to see the bloodied 'no hooligan' being stabbed through the chest twice, and the chest cavity was suddenly filled with a heavy and sour feeling.

"Fuck your uncle!"

Angry teeth.

Almost without thinking about it, he pounced in front of the two of them, punched and kicked, and knocked the two of them back again and again in a sleeping posture.

The people behind rushed in angrily, and seven or eight rushed up and hacked the two who lost their balance to death.

However, if you don't play hooligan, you can't save it.

Spit blood at the mouth, pouting at the little ass and baring crimson teeth with a group of brothers:

"Hey...... One for two, worth ...... It's worth it! ”

Head tilted.

"It's not that you kid is recuperating in the back, you ......" 'Little Ass Pouting' ran out of internal strength and fell to the ground, holding the cold corpse of the rogue who was not a hooligan, his face was mixed with blood and tears, and his mouth let out a hysterical roar:

"This group of forced breeders!! Kill All!! ”

The scene of 'not playing hooligan' sacrificing himself to save people and dying deeply stimulated a group of Caiyi Sect disciples, and without waiting for Xiao P to give orders, they had already taken the initiative to rush to the few surviving people!

Several of them slashed at the corpse with resentment; Under the impact regardless of the losses, the remaining few Yipintang disciples turned pale, and their protective bodies quickly collapsed, and they were slashed to blood.

In the face of the disciples of the Caiyi Sect who were not afraid of death and fought for their lives, the last few people completely collapsed and lost their fighting spirit.

"Kill!"

"Surround! Don't let the dog run away! ”

In the distance, countless players who heard the news saw such a tragic and ferocious battle for the first time, and a cold sweat unconsciously came out of the vest.

The wolves bite the tiger to death.

Similar scenes are repeated in and around the woods.

During the battle, the disciples of Yipintang became more and more aware of something more and more clearly and painfully.

That is, the fighting spirit and fighting spirit of this group of students are far more tenacious and powerful than any gang they face; During this period, the death of their companions brought them anger and hatred, and the death of more companions did not have fear, but some of them became more and more crazy fighting spirit, and the pursuit of victory and honor was not at all like ordinary gang disciples...... As long as there is one person around, the battle will not stop!

Immortal...... Endless!!

Because the companions around him are not only comrades-in-arms, but also classmates, roommates, or friends who get along day and night.

Growing up together, laughing together, suffering together, deeply understanding everyone's efforts, but also understanding the punishment and impact of death, everyone's death is an unforgettable pain...... And...... Even if someone has stage fright, they won't show it at such a time.

One man, a thousand.

Esteem.

At such times, it becomes a desperate fighting spirit.

Stimulate!

Under the constant stimulation of Yipintang.

Everyone forgot to retreat, and the momentum of the real destruction continued to accumulate.

Even if the last enemy in the vicinity falls to the ground, they will swarm like a wounded wolf pack searching for prey, chasing the next batch of prey.

Won...... Looking at the corpses of more than 200 Yipintang disciples on the ground, a wordless pride grew in the bottom of my heart, and it also inspired the fierceness of all the Caiyi Sect disciples even more.

"Find! Not a single one to stay! ”

Countless people, spontaneously searching every unfinished battlefield in the woods, searching for the surviving enemies.

Yipintang completely collapsed.

Four hundred against four thousand...... The students of Caiyimen are still rushing here in an endless stream, and they, from beginning to end, Yunnuo Xiang Lord, and the two strong men who were sent by them as spiritual sustenance did not appear.

From one against seven, one against ten, to one against twenty or thirty...... The last dozen masters were forced to the middle of the woods from all directions, drenched in blood, and their movements gradually became numb, and they looked around at some point, the woods were black and oppressive with Caiyi disciples, and the ground, the trees, dense, cold and cruel sights, intertwined into a desperate web of death.

(To be continued)