And on the other side of the dense forest, lying full of heroes of the Divine Bow Camp who had not been able to survive a day ago. The five tips of Peng's hopeless knives just now actually took more than forty good lives in less than a cup of tea, plus Mei Zizai's secret weapon and Murong Longting before, Ouyang Ping killed, there were less than thirty people left in the Shengong Battalion, and many people were injured in the arm. Pua Man held on to a wound on his shoulder, half-knelt on the ground, and muttered, "Peng Hopeless, hey, Peng Hopeless." A few thin streaks of sweat ran down his rocky cheeks.

"How?" Li Reading, Mei Zizai and Meng Hanshu saw Peng Wuwang running into the cave with his nose covered, and hurriedly asked.

"Listening to the voice, there are a lot of deaths, and there is a master who is very powerful." Peng Wuwang wiped the blood from his nose and said.

"Is that the master of the two swallows?" Mei Zizi asked with palpitations.

"Is that called a double swallow?" Peng Wuwang asked curiously.

"Forget it, when are you still thinking about this?" Li Yu rushed forward and said, "Shall we rush out?"

"Before they come to their senses, we'll go." Peng Wuwang perked up and said, "Mr. Li threw out all the remaining flame bombs. I, Senior Mei, Senior Meng, cover you and go the way you came."

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Mei Zizi and Meng Hanshu said in unison.

After a series of explosions, Peng was hopeless, Mei Zizai and Meng Hanshu rushed out of the cave at the same time, lined up at the entrance of the cave. At this time, the chaos in the dense forest continued, only sporadic arrows and feathers were fired, although they were fierce, but Mei, Meng, and Peng could resist them. Peng Wuwang shouted, "Don't you want to leave?" A large group of young disciples who were probing their brains in the cave immediately swarmed out and rushed towards the way they came.

At this time, Peng Wuwang said to Meng Hanshu, "Senior Meng, Brother Meng is unwell, you carry him first, Senior Mei and I can resist it."

Meng Hanshu's eyes were hot, and he said, "Brother Peng, if you survive this time, you and I will be friends of life and death." Yan turned around suddenly, rushed into the cave, picked up Meng Junxian, threw off his big stride, and walked quickly.

"Senior Mei, I'll block it for a while, and you will go first." Peng shouted hopelessly.

Although Mei Zizai was embarrassed to go first at this time, her life was at stake, and she asked herself that she didn't have Peng Wuhope's kung fu, so she had to look at him gratefully, turned around and fled quickly.

"Brother Pu, they rushed out of the hole!" Tu Jiao said anxiously.

Pu Aman's heart was anxious for a while, and he glanced back at Princess Jinxiu. This noble princess didn't seem to change color as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, she just coughed lightly and said, "Let the master under the mountain intercept, Ah Man doesn't have to worry, the main force of the Central Plains heroes has been annihilated, these are just young disciples, even if they escape, it will not be a big problem."

Pu Aman was ashamed for a while, and secretly admired Princess Jinxiu's unmoving cultivation. How did he know what kind of tenderness was in this strange woman's heart.

There was a chaotic fierce battle on the mountain road of Lotus Mountain. There are many masters outside the plug, and they are well prepared, but they were carefully cared for by the flame pepper bomb that Li read just now, and they were still dizzy and tearful until this moment. Although the heroes who broke through the siege were small in manpower and had poor martial arts, their morale was high and their momentum was like a rainbow. All of a sudden, he forced a group of masters on the prairie to retreat.

Meng Hanshu brandished the nine-ring machete, slashed down three soldiers outside the fortress in a row, and rushed out of a gap in the encirclement, he raised his arms and shouted, "Go from here!" The red-eyed heroes of the Central Plains around immediately responded and gathered around.

"Surround them, and don't let any of them go!" Puaman, who came from behind, shouted.

Hearing the shout of the leader, the morale of the surrounding Saiwai warriors was greatly boosted, and Yelu Tiandu, who was on the line of life and death, stared at him and shouted, and with a horizontal spear, he blocked Meng Hanshu's head with a knife, and shouted: "If you want to go from here, ask me Yelu Tiandu first."

At this time, the Erguna River twin heroes Bogutai, Zarjie, the white bone gun can be seen, the cloud turning stick is chachai, the black meteor fierce horse, the wild goose king Zhuo ruthless, the lightning Banglun, the dark cloud Fang Lu, the blood warrior Ji Can, the flying phoenix Tu Jiao, the shadowless flying knife Bodhisattva leaves, and the broken swallow knife Xiao Hong surrounded at the same time, these masters are famous in the grassland, and some people still have each other's enemies, and at this time they abandon their prejudices, share the same hatred, encircle and annihilate the heroes of the Central Plains, this is a very rare scene. Seeing this scene, the masters outside the Saiwai were overjoyed, shouting for battle, and fighting with redoubled their fierceness.

In a moment, dozens of heroes of the Central Plains lay on the ground. The heroes outside the Saiwai, who smelled the smell of blood, were even more warlike and stepped up their slashing. The original imposing heroes of the Central Plains have regressed. Mei Zizai and Meng Hanshu were besieged by several masters, stumbling left and right, and they were in danger.

As their companions died one by one, the heroes of the Central Plains seemed to have foreseen their end, and their eyes showed panic. At this time, the blood warrior Ji Can shouted angrily, and cut off the head of a Shenlong gang helmsman who was entangled with him, and the blood and ** splashed his face. He wiped his face with his hand and screamed, "Kill all the dogs!" The surrounding masters screamed like a beast as a response. This scene was too terrifying, a young disciple of Feiyanzhuang couldn't bear it, threw down his double sword, turned his head and ran wildly, and was nailed to the ground by several iron feather arrows. At this point, the fighting spirit of the heroes of the Central Plains has fallen to the bottom, and some desperate people are almost throwing away their swords and closing their eyes to death.

"Qingzhou Peng has no hope here!" An earth-shattering roar sounded from mid-air, and Peng Wuwang flew into the field with a human head in his hand, "Those who stand in my way die, and those who follow me live!" With that, he shook his hand and threw the human head in front of Puaman. When all the Central Plains figures in the audience saw Peng Wuhope, they all cheered excitedly, and their voices almost overshadowed the wolf-like shouts of the warriors outside the Saiwai.

Pu Aman's expression was awe-inspiring, he leaned over and picked up the head, looked at it intently, and couldn't help but gasp: "Kandaray!" He immediately understood: the Divine Bow Camp was over. His eyes lit up with earth-shattering anger: "Peng Wuwang, you don't want to leave here today."

"Joke!" Peng Wuwang raised his voice and shouted, "Peng wants to leave, which of you can stop him?" After that, he pulled out the Qiushui long knife and rushed towards Yelu Tiandu, who was blocking the middle of the road, like lightning.

"Be careful!" Pu Aman exclaimed, copied the Shuangyan knife into his hand, and thought that Peng was hopeless.

Yelutian is rampant in the grassland outside the Saiwai, the heroes avoid easy, where have I seen such an arrogant character, a desert horse thief's blood and qi surged, shouted angrily, and even ignored Peng Wuwang's head slash, an iron spear and a spear body, and shot Peng Wuwang's left heart. This move is the first to come, fast as lightning, and the angle is tricky, no matter the timing or direction, it is the best choice, and it is a desperate move to survive in death. Yelu Tiandu crisscrossed the desert, and was undefeated in thousands of bloody battles, and many times relied on this trick - the spear that wore the sun and sacrificed his life. A sneer appeared on Peng Wuhope's face, and several scars on his face were twisted together because of this smile, showing a hint of viciousness. The desert heroes behind Yelu Tiandu all saw it, and a chill arose in everyone's hearts.

Yelu Tiandu's iron spear accurately hit Peng Wuhope's left heart, and Peng Wuhope's body flipped over and fell on top of his spear shaft. Being able to deal with such an arrogant opponent so simply, Yelu Tian was excited, and he was able to use his arms to subconsciously pick up Peng Wuwang's body. This is his fierce style as a horse thief, who wants to raise the corpse of an enemy general high and throw it out to show his fierceness and make the enemy lose confidence.

"Be careful!" Several voices rang out one after another, among which Pu Aman's voice was the most anxious and loud. Yelu Tian was taken aback, and watched intently, only to find that Peng Wuwang actually slid towards him along the shaft of his spear, the shot just now seemed to hit the vital point, but in fact it was only a shallow wound on Peng Wuwang's body, and then slipped out of his armpit, while Peng Wuwang's body was gently and skillfully hanging on his spear shaft and gliding.

Yelu Tiandu suddenly retracted his spear and wanted to set up Peng Wuwang's imminent killer, but he didn't expect that this action of collecting the spear could only speed up Peng Wuwang's approach to him, and when he came to his senses, his eyes were already full of clear sword light like autumn water ripples, and he closed his eyes calmly.

Blood burst out, and Yelu Tiandu's head flew high into the sky, letting out a soft whimper that broke through the air. "Brother Tiandu!" Xiao Hong, the master of the Yelu clan, broke the Yan Sword, and roared bitterly with Pu Aman, who was not far away. Everyone was shocked by Peng Wuwang's ingenious trick.

"I'll fight with you!" Xiao Hong danced wildly and the scimitar in his hand cut a golden knife shadow all over the sky, and pounced towards Peng Wuwang. It was not Peng Wuwang who greeted him, but the corpse of Yelu Tiandu, who had lost his head. Xiao Hong hurriedly retracted the knife and reached out to hug the body of his brother, at this time, his heart was desolate. He knew that he couldn't avoid Peng Hopeless's next killer with his hands around the corpse. With a loud bang, Peng Wuhope's elbow slammed on the top of Xiao Hong's head, and his eyes were pitch black and he passed out.

"Whoever stands in my way—kill!" Peng Wuwang opened his mouth and let out a wild roar, and the roar of the lion shook the audience, and the warriors who were slightly weaker were almost stunned by this powerful roar. The battle circle surrounding the Central Plains was loosened.

"It's now!" Mei Zizai and Meng Hanshu walked through the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they didn't know that the opportunity had arrived, they immediately shouted, and led the Central Plains heroes who had regained their morale, and rushed out of the encirclement like a bamboo, and fled quickly towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Still not chasing?" In the outermost layer of the Bodhisattva Yezi shouted eagerly, and the soldiers under his command came to their senses, shouted one after another, and ran down the mountain.

At this time, Pu Aman, who had already chased after Peng Wuhope's side, roared angrily, and Shuangyan came out together, attacking Peng Wuwang. Peng Wuwang did not resist his earth-shattering attack as strong as a vicious tiger descending the mountain, but rushed towards the group of warriors led by Bo Yezi as if following the sword momentum, as if the fallen leaves had been blown away by the strong wind.

Seeing that Peng Wuwang was being chased and killed by Pu Aman, Bo Yezi felt safe for a while, in his impression, no one could escape the pursuit of Pu Aman, the outer Tianxiong. He ignored Peng Wuhope, and loudly commanded the warriors of the clan to chase down the mountain.

"Brother Bo, look at the back!" Behind him, Pua Man called anxiously. "Is it ......?" Bo Yezi felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly turned around, only to see Peng Hopeless's Qiushui long knife approaching quickly from a zhang away. "Not good!" Bodhisattva Yezi didn't have time to think about it at all, the seven flying knives had already flown out of his hands, shooting at Peng Wuwang's seven vital points. Then, he saw a scene that he had only seen once in his life, the flying knife that flew towards Peng Wuwang was pulled by a mysterious force and flew away in all directions. Could it be that he is an immortal? Bo Yezi was stunned, he watched blankly as Peng Wuhope's long knife pierced into his heart, and watched as Peng Wuwang pulled out the knife and passed by him, and then he fell blankly into the arms of Pu Aman, who followed him, spit out a mouthful of blood, and spasmed violently.

"Old Bodhisattva!" Pu Aman's heart was sad, his friendship with Bo Yezi was established on the battlefield of hostility, but it was more of a friendship than brothers who fought side by side. He gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, that Han man will also leave the knife." Bodhisattva Yezi exhaled a breath of turbidity, with a relieved look in his eyes, and swallowed his last breath.

The screams were faintly heard, and the warriors under the Bodhisattva Yezi danced and struggled in the fierce sword light like Peng Hopeless's flames, and one fell down one after another. These screams pulled Pua Man back from his momentary distraction. He felt the famous warriors rushing past him, surrounding Peng Wuhope, and no one paid any attention to the Central Plains heroes who were fleeing quickly down the mountain.

Pua Man straightened up, his heart was full of monstrous killing intent, the death of his brother and the tragic death of his comrades in the killing field aroused the surging fighting spirit in his chest. "Fence him up!" He shouted, "Fight him, don't come closer, trap him." His voice was calm and calm, but those who knew him well couldn't help but feel sad for Peng Wuhope, because they knew how miserable Peng Wuhope's fate would be.