The sloppy old man actually did the right thing, anyway, the final outcome will definitely not be much better, in that case, why bother to make a mistake? Of course, the most important thing is that the old and evil way didn't fight against me, and if I can take care of myself, I won't bother him.

I looked at the old scruffy old man and listened to the sloppy old man's words, and the corners of my mouth twitched, as if I was thinking about how to kill the sloppy old man later. I finally understood how the old man ran back, it turned out that the sloppy old man was busy helping me calculate the whereabouts of my brother and some other things during that time, and when I saw him, his face was very pale, so he naturally ignored the old evil way. It's just that I didn't expect to cause this situation tonight, and it was because of me that I would cause them all to be in danger, I held Song Mink's hand tightly, and glanced at my grandfather and the sloppy old man with some self-reproach.

Song Mink was very nervous, I could feel that her breathing was a little irregular, it seemed that this situation did make her feel very weak.

Yes, my grandfather has been injured, and he finally used the Twelve Heavenly Gate Array to trap Liu Xiaorong, but as a result, there were twelve more red-clothed ghosts, plus Liu Xiaorong's words, our chances of winning are really too small, so small that they can be ignored.

As for the old and evil ways? This is not a gang fight, to be honest, there is not much difference between him and him, except for the twelve red-clothed ghosts, is there anything he can handle? Seriously, if it weren't for those twelve ghosts, I really wouldn't have taken him seriously. But it's good for us that he appears in the light, I thought to myself, I really can't wait a while, I'll find a chance to kill him first, and then the twelve red-clothed ghosts will have no one to control them.

Thinking of this, I subconsciously touched it in my pocket, and found that the small dagger that I had before really didn't have on my body, the copper coin sword? No, the copper coin sword can't kill him, for the living, this is not as good as a watermelon knife. So I looked at the ground, trying to find a weapon that would kill the living. Unfortunately, the ground was full of weeds and leaves, and not even a stone could be seen.

My grandfather was half-bent on his back, staring at the person and thirteen ghosts opposite him with a pale face, and then looked at me with a complicated expression, showing an angry and resigned expression.

He was obviously angry at my sudden arrival, and thinking that everyone who had come now had come, it was useless to scold me.

yes, what's the use? If you don't come, you come. And I don't feel like I shouldn't come, and if I don't, how can I have peace of mind?

In the end, it's not because I died of talking too much, it's true, I've watched so many movies and can make such a low-level mistake, if I had rushed out earlier and asked my grandfather to activate the formation, why would I have fallen into this situation of nine deaths and one life. Alas, what else can be done? It's just dry .......

Obviously, the villains on the other side are not ready to talk nonsense with us, so when they saw me take out the copper coin sword, the old man of the Maoshan Evil Dao on the opposite side also took out twelve red threads, and gently flicked them, and the twelve red-clothed ghosts behind him suddenly rushed over like the wind. Liu Xiaorong also moved, as if there was a tacit understanding, she rushed to my grandfather, and my grandfather also rushed to her.

My goal is very clear, I must quickly solve that old evil way, and then the twelve red-clothed ghosts will be out of control, no matter what will become of the twelve red-clothed ghosts, but the situation must be more favorable than now. I know the skill of that old man, and although he is not weak, I should be enough to kill him in ten minutes. In fact, there is really not much time left for me, my grandfather's state will definitely not last long in Liu Xiaorong's hands, as for the sloppy old man, ......, it is better for him to find a place to hide.

So looking at the twelve red ghosts that rushed over, Song Mink moved and went straight up. I also moved, almost ignoring all threats, and I also believe that Song Mink will help me solve all threats, as long as I am allowed to enter the body of that old evil way, I am sure that he will be killed.

Song Mink's figure and the twelve red-clothed ghosts faced each other, almost in the blink of an eye, because the speed of both sides was very fast. And I also moved at the moment when Song Mink moved, although I didn't have her flying speed, but I was young, and my legs and feet were very dexterous, so when Song Mink and the twelve red-clothed ghosts faced each other, I was only about twenty or thirty meters away from the old evil way.

I don't know if Song Mink can defeat the twelve red-clothed ghosts, I didn't even look at the situation on my grandfather and Liu Xiaorong's side, I only have the old evil way in my eyes, killing him is my only thought, and the only way we can turn the tide of the war.

Twenty meters, ten meters...... It was getting closer and closer, but at this moment, I saw that the old evil Dao suddenly put away the red thread in his hand. No, I have a bad feeling in my heart, why? Why is this old man so unhurried when he sees my expression that he is vowing to kill him? He seemed to be prepared for something.

It turned out that I was right, for I was getting closer and closer to the old ways, and I could see the wrinkles on his face, and even the playful smile that suddenly appeared on his wrinkled face.

My fist also arrived, and due to inertia, I couldn't take it back at all. But at this moment, the old evil way suddenly took out a watermelon knife about forty or fifty centimeters long from behind him. My eyes widened, and the first thought that popped into my mind was: I, Nima, this uncle is too undisciplined. It's like Echizen Ryoma about people playing tennis matches, the other party is still a very good and famous well-known athlete, but during the game, a group of younger brothers were gathered in public to punch and kick Ryoma's children, and his mouth may scold: Lao Tzu let you play handsome and pretend to be ...... again, and leave a sentence when it's over: Lao Tzu won, welcome to ...... next time.

Well, the old cult is indeed a person who has no discipline, and must be even more disciplineless than me, because all I used to prepare was a small dagger fruit knife, is there a difference between a fruit knife and a watermelon knife? Of course, there is a difference, if it weren't for the fact that this was a serious fight to the death, rather than a martial arts competition, I would definitely suspect that there was a shady scene.

To say that there is another difference between the two, fruit knives are legal as long as they are not on special occasions, and you take a watermelon knife to walk around the street twice to try? It's still a lack of social experience, and if the conditions allow, I would even want to get a sabotage cannon to bomb the girl. Okay, I forgive him, everyone is a person without discipline, and it is reasonable to do whatever it takes to kill the opponent, and I will lose if I don't expect the enemy to be the first, but who could have expected this uncle? Conan can't either.

Listening to the conversation between the old cult and Liu Xiaorong just now, it is obvious that the two of them secretly reached an agreement before, maybe Liu Xiaorong's appearance at school that time was really more than a coincidence, but it was impossible for me to associate Liu Xiaorong with the old cult just by that time!!

Even though I've said all this now, I really didn't have that much time when I pulled out the watermelon knife and slashed at my water snake waist with a playful smile, so these thoughts only flashed through my mind.

My second thought was to get out of the way, because if I couldn't, it would kill me.

But my body couldn't meet the instructions from my brain, and due to inertia and distance, I couldn't avoid this knife when I was almost face to face with the old cult.

Is this dead? ......, okay, but that's shameless, isn't it? I used to think that if I drank to death, I would be very faceless, but now this kind of death is about the same as drinking to death.

The knife is very sharp, and the old evil way is also very powerful, so there are only these two thoughts that flash in my mind, and other thoughts are not nothing, such as remembering the running in the sunset that day before I die, which was the ...... of my lost youth. It's a pity that there is not much time left for me, from the time I found out that the old evil Dao took out a watermelon knife from behind me, to the time when the blade was approaching, it was only a few tenths of a second.

It was almost so late that I didn't have time to regret it, let alone call for help. But just when I was about to be hacked to death with a watermelon knife like a street thug, a white light hit my waist from the side, and then a huge but non-lethal force pushed me out, the blade grazed my little waist, and my clothes seemed to be torn, and I could feel a momentary coolness on the skin in that position.

The wind whistled in my ears, and several changes that happened at this moment made my brain mushy, and a painful muffled snort came, it was Song Mink's voice, it was obvious that the white light was made by her, but she was also injured due to distraction to save me, and it seemed that she was also under a lot of pressure in the face of twelve red-clothed ghosts.

The white light was powerful, but it was soft, so I didn't get hurt when I fell to the ground. After rolling around on the spot to unload the strength, I didn't have time to see the situation of Song Mink and my grandfather, and the old evil way had already rushed towards me with a knife.

The skills of the old evil way are indeed not weak, if it weren't for my age advantage, I guess I really wasn't his opponent, and now he is holding a watermelon knife, to say that the knife is really useful, a careless can kill me, for example, the knife just now.

But Song Mink and my grandfather are under a lot of pressure, and the result of avoiding a fight is that we all have to die. There's no way, the only hope now is on me, if I want to face Liu Xiaorong, I definitely can't hold up one move, and I can't last a few minutes in the face of twelve red-clothed ghosts, so the most critical step to break the game fell into my hands.

Feeling the urgency of time, I could only grit my teeth and stand up to meet the figure of the old evil way rushing over. Originally, I imagined that as long as I quickly solved the old evil way, then our chances of victory would undoubtedly be greater, but unfortunately the old evil way was actually prepared, holding a watermelon knife, not to mention that I quickly solved him, it would be good if I was not solved by him.