"Look!" Shura Ba Ting's proud shouts came slowly, and under the siege of the Seven Tricks Heart Demon Gu Tengge and the Wind Beast Chi Chaxun's Soul Locking Knife Technique and the Flying Arrow Meteor Tribulation, Peng Wuwang, who was fighting left and right, could no longer dodge the oncoming bloody tongue gun, and was hit in the shoulder blade by a shot, and a mark of blood was raised high. Peng Wuwang snorted angrily, shook his body, and took three steps back before standing still. Shuroba Ting smiled and raised the bloody tongue gun, and raised his head to drink the blood of Peng Wuwang that dripped from the head of the spear. This is the third time he has raised his gun and drank blood, the first two times he killed two lieutenants defending the city in front of Peng Wuhope, and the third time he drank Peng Wuhope's blood. "Good job, Second Senior Brother!" Chi Chaxun shouted in ecstasy, and the Flying Star Twin Blades conjured up more than a dozen snow-like sword shadows in the wind, heading towards Peng Hopeless's face cover. Gu Tengge was gloomy and silent, but the corners of his mouth showed a sinister smile, and the Broken Heart Lock Scythe was like a light flowing cloud, wrapping towards Peng Wuwang's legs without a trace of wind. Peng Wuwang rose up to the sky, dodged the lock sickle, and stood up, without looking at Chi Chaxun's double knives, the long blade cut a clear light mark, passing through the sky full of knife shadows, and the latter came first, slashing towards Chi Chaxun's neck. Chi Chaxun's heart froze, his body shrank, formed a ball, fell in mid-air, and rolled on the ground for more than two zhang before he dodged Peng Wuhope's exorcism knife that was passed on from Luo Yixiao, and shouted loudly when he was busy: "Second senior brother, attack him."

"Humph!" Peng Wuwang's rough and heroic voice came from mid-air, "My blood is delicious?" Hearing this, Chi Chaxun and Gu Tengge were only frightened, and they couldn't wait to turn their heads and look at Shura Pa Ting.

At this time, the Shura Ba Pavilion stood in place like a wood carved clay sculpture, trembling like chaff all over his body, and his face, which was already blue, was even more bruised like a ghost at this time. It turned out that before Peng Wuwang went into battle, he had just drunk the Absolute Gu Poison Wine, and the blood in his body had not had time to completely remove its toxicity. Shura Pa Ting drank his blood at once, only to feel a sharp pain like ten thousand ants scratching his heart, and he just wanted to kill himself immediately to relieve the pain at this time. Peng Wuwang had crossed Chichaxun and Gutenge, and had already come to Shura's side at this time, but he couldn't react in any way.

"Second Senior Brother be careful!" Chi Chaxun and Gu Tengge were furious, and at the same time, they stretched out their bodies and pounced on Peng Wuwang, trying to rescue Ba Ting from his men. Peng Wuwang slashed his knife and stopped the two head-on, and the three knives collided together again, making a series of blade strikes. And in Ba Ting, who was behind Peng Wuwang, a stream of blood spurted out of his throat, splashing far away on the city road, and his body fell to the ground softly, it turned out that at the moment when Peng Wuwang turned around and swung the knife, the blade of the Pu knife in his hand had already cut Shura Ba Ting's throat like lightning.

"The surname is Peng, I'll fight with you!" Chi Chaxun roared wildly, and jumped up again, his twin knives like swallows piercing the clouds, cutting down towards Peng Wuhope's throat. Gu Tengge also snorted, and the lock sickle in his hand went from the bottom to the top, and slammed into Peng Wuwang's lower abdomen.

Just when Peng Wuwang wanted to fight them with the horizontal sword, he suddenly saw that in front of his right, Pu Aman suddenly stretched his figure and jumped to the stick of Lei Ye's long eyebrow stick. Lei Ye shouted angrily, and the long stick slammed into the ground, trying to knock him down, but Pu Aman shrank and squatted, and actually relied on his tossing and turning soft skills to dissolve the momentum of this stick. He stretched out his hands, and Shuangyan took off his hands at this inadmissible moment, shooting towards Lei Yechang's chest and abdomen. At this moment, Lei Yechang's long stick was restrained by Pu Aman's pendant, unable to resist the double swallows that came from the electricity, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

At this time, Peng Wuwang's eyes were split, and he roared wildly: "Brother Lei, abandon the stick!" The body rose through the sky, and with the two swords of Gu Tengge and Chi Chaxun, he rushed towards Puaman.

The sound of sharp blades entering the flesh came slowly, and Pu Aman's Shuangyan pierced deeply into Lei Yechang's lower abdomen, and large strands of blood spurted out wildly. And at this time, Lei Yechang finally heard Peng Wuwang's call, let go of his hand suddenly, and let go of the Qi Mei stick that he had held for thirty years with difficulty, and the moment he let go, all the flaws of Pu Aman suddenly became extremely clear and obvious, and his mind suddenly opened up, and the realm of martial arts that he had been thinking about for many years finally had an epiphany at this moment of life and death. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood from his chest, his body was raised backwards, and his left leg was lifted up, and he kicked heavily at the Qi Mei stick that was about to fall to the ground. This kick condensed the innate internal force that he had practiced hard for thirty years, and the momentum was majestic, and the Qi Mei stick suddenly got rid of the control of Pu Aman's feet under the impetus of this kick, and smashed towards Pu Aman's face door with the momentum of sweeping the curtain upside down. Pu Aman had no time to mobilize his true qi to take Shuangyan back at this moment, so he had to use his hands with all his might, and his palms were raised in the shape of a lotus, and he forcibly held up this earth-shattering stick, and for a while he only felt a squeaky sound of bones all over his body, and his chest was surging with qi and blood, and he sat down on the ground, and he had already suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Seeing Pua fall to the ground, Lei Ye let out a long breath and smiled slightly: "Chao Wen Dao, it's okay to die at night." At this time, he only felt that the sun was particularly dazzling today, so he sighed and closed his eyes, slowly fell to the ground, and exhaled the last breath in his chest.

"Brother Lei!" Peng Wuwang rushed to Lei Yechang's side covered in blood, but he could only see his corpse with a smile and his eyes closed. For a moment, he stood blank, his mind blank. The friendship between Lei Ye Chang and him was established in several fierce battles, although they were very different in age, but the affection for each other was deeper than that of the best friends of the same generation. At this time, seeing the death of his best friend, how could he not break his soul and not know where he was.

Two strange noises came from the "poof", waking him up from his confusion. Pu Aman let out his true qi from afar, and Shuangyan pulled out of thin air from Lei Yechang's body, dragging a long blood line, and returned to Pu Aman's hand. And Chi Chaxun and Gu Tengge also stood beside Pu Aman left and right, and the three pairs of eyes emitted a murderous aura at the same time, firmly locking Peng Wuwang's figure.

"Dang" The first loud sound, Peng Wuwang slammed the Pu knife on the ground, his eyes were completely engulfed in crimson blood, like a bloodthirsty beast, looking at the three people in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, forming an almost delicate arc, making the expression of his whole face seem to be smiling. And Pu Aman, who licks blood with a knife all year round, understands the meaning of this expression very well, and the blood-soaked man in front of him is desperately longing for the blood of the enemy.

"His dry lips are like mine, and they are longing for blood!" Pua Man thought to himself that he had never cherished and respected an opponent as much as he did at this moment, because no opponent had ever possessed such tenacity, tenacity, and stunning talent as he was.

"Get out of the way, I'll deal with him alone." Pua Man said proudly.

Gu Tengge and Chi Chaxun glanced at each other, although they were a little dissatisfied in their hearts, but they also had a sense of relief. Peng Wuwang's murderous aura at this time had already made the two Heavenly Demon disciples stiff, and they both clearly knew that fighting him for a while would be one more step towards the Ghost Gate. When they were about to get out of the way, Peng Wuwang in front of him had already risen from the ground, and the Pu knife in his hand rolled up a clear knife, surrounding the three of them.

"How daring!" Puaman, Chichaxun, and Gutenge all felt a slighted rage, and each launched a fame stunt to besiege Peng Hopelessly.

With a loud bang, the wooden arrow platform of the city tower, which was ignited by the rockets fired by the Turks under the city, finally could not withstand the burning of the fire, and fell down, rolling up a monstrous cloud of smoke and dust, and everything around was shrouded in dense black smoke, and it was difficult to see the five fingers when you stretched out your hand. The white feather iron feather arrows on the head of the city suddenly disappeared together, and Zheng Jiechen, who had been constantly competing with bows and arrows, and the arrow god brothers were caught in this billowing smoke and dust at the same time, and their eyes were like blind.

Zheng Jiechen hurriedly held his breath, closed his eyes and listened carefully to the chaotic footsteps and fighting sounds around him, trying to identify the location of the Arrow God Brothers. There was silence for a long time, and there was not a trace of clue. He knew in his heart that the Arrow God brothers at this moment were also listening with their eyes closed just like himself, trying to find out their own position. Suddenly, he lifted his left foot, removed the boot from his foot, and threw it to the left side of his body. The left boot circled a few times, and the sole of the boot landed on the ground with a soft snap. Immediately after, he squatted suddenly, raised his silver bow, and deftly mounted two white feather arrows in his left hand.

Two crisp bowstring sounds sounded from the thick smoke, and two black lights mixed with a terrible whistling sound unexpectedly rushed towards the place where Zheng Juechen was luring, completely ignoring the left boot that Zheng Jiechen used to lure the enemy.

But it turned out that the hearing of the Arrow God brothers was so amazing, although the sound of Zheng Juechen throwing his boots to break the wind was extremely subtle, but it also allowed them to catch it. However, because there were too many sounds of the wind breaking the wind of the blades nearby, the sound of fighting, and the sound of the wind in the clothes, the sound of the wind breaking was mixed in and was inconspicuous. Therefore, the Arrow God brothers ignored it. However, when the boots hit the ground and made a luring sound, they immediately judged that this was an attempt by their opponents to lure the enemy, and wanted to lure them into attacking. The two of them recalled the strange sound of the boots breaking the wind just now, and immediately judged Zheng Juechen's exact position, and launched an attack almost within half a breath of the boots hitting the ground.

Who knew that the actions of the Arrow God brothers all fell into Zheng Juechen's calculations, he had long known that they would definitely be able to calculate their own position with the sound of their boots breaking the wind, so they squatted down early in the morning to bet that the two of them were conceited and had archery skills, and they would definitely shoot their throats, and at the same time, with the sound of their bowstrings, they would identify their directions. At this time, seeing the Arrow God Brothers attacking, he was secretly happy in his heart, shook his hand and shot out the Zheng family's secret technique-silent arrow, and used the true qi attached to the arrow to skillfully suppress the sound of the arrow feather breaking the wind, one string and two arrows, and shot towards the hiding place of the Arrow God Brothers.

Who knew that the arrows shot by the Arrow God Brothers were also the secret skills of the two families - the meridian dragon spit beads, with the fierce sound of the wind in front, covering the sound of the second arrow being fired behind it, and the two arrows shot one to the throat, one to the lower abdomen, the throat of the bright arrow, and the lower abdomen of the dark arrow. As soon as Zheng Jiechen pulled the bowstring, he was shot in the shoulder by an arrow, his body was thrown back, and then he was also hit by an arrow in his leg. Fortunately, the Arrow God brothers guessed that Zheng Juechen was standing with his head held high, so the silent arrow shot at the lower abdomen caught the wrong direction and did not immediately kill Zheng Juechen.

Just after Zheng Juchen was nailed to the brick wall, two terrible screams came from the thick smoke. Zheng Juechen was slightly tilted to the side because of two arrows in his body, so that the arrow in his hand was slightly inaccurate, and the arrow shot at the throat of the iron sickle missed the throat, but it hit his top door, penetrated his brain, and died immediately. An arrow shot at Tie Lan's throat hit his shoulder blades, and the true qi attached to the arrow immediately shattered his eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

A long wind blew, and the smoke that covered the city gradually dissipated. Tie Lan, who was damaged by the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, trembled and raised the iron bow, put an iron feather arrow on the bowstring, aimed at Zheng Juechen, who was nailed to the wall and couldn't move, and said in a hoarse voice: "Dog thief, return my eldest brother's life."

At this moment, a sound of wooden wheels sounded, and two crossbow arrows appeared on the left and right sides of Tie Lan at the same time. It was Master Li Yuwei who pushed the ballista cart, as well as Peng Wuhope's two disciples - Luo Mingxian and Zhao Yixiang.

When Tie Lan saw them, he smiled wickedly, like a night owl hissing, which made people shudder. He raised his hand and an arrow, hitting the crossbow cart pushed by Luo Mingxian and Zhao Yixiang, this arrow hit the iron plate on the car that blocked the arrow feathers, the iron plate was torn apart, and the whole car was pushed backwards by this fierce arrow, hitting Luo Mingxian and Zhao Yixiang. The two of them exclaimed at the same time and fell backwards, spurting blood all over the sky. Li Yu and Master Wei on the side were shocked, and hurriedly flipped the switch, and dozens of arrow feathers flew towards Tie Lan overwhelmingly. Tie Lan spat out a mouthful of blood, his body rose to the sky, dodging this wave of attacks, bending his bow and arrows in the air, shaking his hand and shooting an arrow. Master Wei couldn't dodge, he was shot in the throat by an arrow, and he died before he could say a word. Li Yu saw that Master Wei, who was quite compatible, died in this way, his heart was in great pain, he roared angrily, pulled the wheel, reloaded an arrow magazine, and aimed at Tie Lan, who was still in mid-air, and pulled the trigger sharply. Tie Lan's Lianzhu fast arrows are so good, when Li Yu put on the arrow box, he had already bent his bow and set up arrows and aimed at Li Yu. Just as he was about to open his bow, a dense stream of arrows shot from behind him, striking his unprotected back in succession, lifting him high into the air. But it turned out that Luo Mingxian and Zhao Yixiang endured the pain, climbed back to the crossbow car, and pulled the trigger.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yu's ten sharp arrows also hit Tie Lan one after another, and this master of archery across the desert was shot into a bloody and bloody corpse full of arrows on Hengzhou City, and fell heavily to the ground.

When the Arrow God brothers died at the head of Hengzhou City, Pua Man also fell into an unprecedented bitter battle. Peng Wuwang a seven-foot Pu knife miraculously locked him and Chi Chaxun, Gu Tengge firmly locked in the square inch of Zhangyu, he seemed to be locked with seventy or eighty chains all over his body, and he couldn't let go of his hands and feet at all. And he also fully knew that Chi Chaxun and Gu Tengge's martial arts masters inherited the Heavenly Demons, and they were the top masters in the world, and they were by no means more than now. He found that Peng Wuwang Pu's countless fierce killing moves were all aimed at these two Heavenly Demon disciples, and each move would be accompanied by a loud and shocking roar of the Buddhist Lion, adding seven points of power to the already powerful moves. Although the moves in their hands were still extremely agile and varied, their momentum had been completely shocked by Peng Wuwang's bravery, and they were frustrated and timid, and subconsciously moved closer to Pu Aman, the only one who could compete with Peng Wuwang's momentum, invisibly imprisoning Pu Aman's space to play. If it were someone else, Pua Man could have slashed his companions who hindered his hands and feet to the ground with a knife in his hand to make room for himself, but now he was joined forces by the Heavenly Demon disciple who was respected by everyone, and even if he was the first warrior in his position, he would not dare to make a mistake.

Pu Aman suddenly realized that the reason why Peng Wuwang dared to invite the three of them to fight at the same time with a simple knife was not only because of his extraordinary courage, but also because of his transparent wisdom, he knew that he was used to a single-handed career like him, and he did not have much experience in fighting with others. Looking at Peng Wuhope's galloping across the country, his unrestrained and fierce figure, Pu Aman secretly praised in his heart: His kung fu to deal with group battles, who can beat him in today's world except me. He clearly knew that if he couldn't win by surprise, the lives of Chichaxun and Gutenge would be cut off here sooner or later.

In the moment when Pu Aman was contemplating and contemplating, Peng Wuwang suddenly broke through the air in the shadow of the knife cut by Chichaxun and Gutenge, and the Pu knife in his hand drew a graceful arc, which came out of his armpit out of nowhere, passed through the shadow of Gutenge's dense lock sickle, and stabbed him in the throat. The "Luo Shen Invitation Wine" in this Yunlong Changfeng Knife was brought out by him with a seven-foot-long Pu knife, and the snow-like knife shadow was spread all over the square radius of several zhang, which was really like the moonlight ribbon of the Yunyue Fairy dancing in the wind, full of chic and uninhibited, getting rid of all kinds of shackles in the mortal world, and showing the grace.

Gu Tengge's eyes were full of Peng Wuwangpu's knife light, and the lock sickle eagerly returned to protect his body, turned over, stepped on the seven star steps upside down, and used the tightest defensive move under the Heavenly Demon Gate: the iron curtain hung alone, and with a flick of the wrist, the sword shadow of a day was shaken, like an iron curtain firmly blocking in front of him. There was a loud bang, and the scythe finally blocked the piercing knife with great difficulty. Gutenge only felt a strong force slamming into him, and suddenly, his body flew diagonally and crashed into Puaman. Pua Man immediately knew that it was not good, but he had no way to do it, only Shuang** Zhan, and steadily pushed Gu Tengge's body to the side. At this moment, Peng Wuwang landed on one foot from mid-air, slipped on the soles of his feet, and fell to the ground diagonally.

Seeing the opportunity, Chi Chaxun was overjoyed, and the Flying Star Twin Swords slashed towards Peng Wuwang's body that was about to tilt and fall. Who knew that Peng Wuwang suddenly stretched out his Pu knife and slashed on the ground at this moment, drawing a round curve, turning his body from facing Chi Chaxun to turning his back on him. Chichaxun's first knife slashed squarely at the double knife he was carrying behind his back, but he failed to succeed. Chi Chaxun was unwilling to give up, luckily in his right hand, the strength of the second knife doubled, and he slashed hard, and actually cut off one of the two knives on Peng Wuwang's back with one knife, and slashed at his back like a bamboo. At the moment when he was proud, the Pu knife in Peng Wuwang's hand flew up obliquely in a round arc, from his right rib to his left shoulder, the whole knife momentum was like flowing water, like the Xiaoxiang cloud sleeves brought up by the wind when the Tsing Yi Xiushi ferry parted, fast and sharp but light and elegant. This is exactly the "one whistle away" that sent Qingfeng Hall elder Luo Yixiao on the road with a smile that day.

The crisp sword light was obscured by the bright red blood in the air, and the blood-spattered body hung obliquely on the snowy and bright simple knife several feet long and soared high into the sky. In this way, Chi Chaxun's body was sent out of the place for several feet with a knife, and fell far above the city road.

Gu Tengge looked at the remnants of his junior brother who fell heavily to the ground, and his mind was confused for a while. Once upon a time, the Heavenly Demon disciples who were so powerful that they were so frightened that they were scattered and withered to this point. First the senior brother Uturo, then the second senior brother Shura, and then the fourth senior brother Chichaxun, even his own teacher could not escape the last catastrophe, is it really difficult for the demon gate to continue?

Puaman's earth-shattering roar sounded in his ears, waking Gu Tengge from his confusion, and he shouted wildly, "Fourth junior brother!" Stumbled to Chichaxun's side. At this time, Chi Chaxun had already coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and when he saw the third senior brother coming to his side, he struggled to take a breath, and said in a dumb voice, "Third senior brother, I'm so ...... Not convinced, he is younger than me...... When I was a teenager, I never abandoned my practice, why did I ...... How bad is it?"

Gutenge's eyes were full of tears, and he choked up a few times, but he didn't know how to answer. Chi Chaxun spurted out a mouthful of blood, his head was tilted, and he died of exhaustion. Looking at the dead eyes of his junior brother, Gu Tengge stayed in place, and thousands of thoughts were surging in his heart as if he had turned over a river and a sea.

He looked up and saw that Pua Man and Peng Wuwang were fighting fiercely at the end of their lives. A little farther away, the elite of the Tu Nan team was fighting a bloody battle with the darts of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau. Farther away, the Tang defenders of Hengzhou City and the soldiers of all ethnic groups outside the Saiwai were slaughtered.

The black-clothed flying tiger dart head roaring iron shield was smashed by the Khitan warrior Xiao Hong's sword, and even his left arm was cut into two pieces, and his right hand knife gave up defense and plunged straight into Xiao Hong's chest. Behind him, the fierce steel fork of the wild goose king had been inserted into his heart. He couldn't stand on his own, grabbed the steel fork, and held on to death. By his side, his sworn brother Zuo Lianshan rounded the hammer and smashed the head of the wild goose king Zhuo into pieces. And he himself was pierced by the long sword of the dark cloud Lu Fang, and he roared wildly and grabbed Lu Fang's head, slamming it against his own head until both of them shattered their skulls and died. And Lu Wuwu, who had been fighting side by side with them, shook his hand and shot all the hidden weapons on his body, killing the white bone spear with one blow, and he was also shot by the random arrows of the surrounding flame elites, with dozens of arrow feathers stuck all over his body, still roaring and wielding an iron pen to slash the Khitan warriors who were constantly surrounding him, until he died of his strength. Hou Zaichun and Peng Wuxing desperately guarded the city, pushing down the city with long logs, the two of them were covered in blood, dozens of wounds on their bodies, carved arrows were inserted all over, and they still fought hard and did not retreat, looking for the enemy's generals with armor to fight, and the Khitan soldiers were afraid of them like tigers. When another siege vehicle arrived in front of the city, Hou Zaichun and Peng Wuxing grabbed a wooden barrel full of fire oil at the same time, Hou Zaichun kicked Peng Wuxing aside, bit a torch in his mouth, jumped from the city to the siege vehicle full of Hu soldiers, sprinkled a barrel of fire oil on the car, and then before the Hu soldiers surrounded him, he lit the fire oil and plunged himself, all the Hu soldiers and the entire siege vehicle into a raging fire.

"In the spring!" Peng's fearless screams resounded through the sky. Behind him, there were a succession of city defenders surrounding the bodies of several enemies, jumping towards the city, it was the seriously wounded and dying Tang soldiers, dragging their mutilated bodies and insisting on meeting the fierce enemies like tigers, it was the leader of the Hu people who attacked the city that was pressed to the ground by several soldiers, his arms were gone, his legs were gone, and his teeth were bitten, until these leaders were bitten into a mess of rotten flesh. Shocking heroic deeds were staged on every battlement, and the Hu warriors had to pay a price that was almost unaffordable for every step they took forward in the city.

The faces of the Tang people that flashed in front of Gutenge's eyes were heroic and courageous, persevering, and although they were in a desperate situation, their eyes were still shining and full of hope.

"Besieged by hundreds of thousands of troops, trapped in a Jedi Lonely City, why are they still so highly motivated?" Gutenge couldn't figure it out, but he suddenly felt strongly that the Turks were about to lose the entire war, and they were facing a force that was almost invincible.

At this moment, loud cheers rang out from all sides of the city, and Gu Tengge turned his head, only to see Peng Wuwang get rid of Puaman's entanglement, fly to the siege vehicle shrouded in raging fire, and pick up the hero who ignited the large siege vehicle, the dying Hou Zaichun, and throw it back to the city with a raised hand. His heroic actions once again won the cheers of the defenders, and pushed the morale of the defenders to another peak.

"We've already lost, but at least let me keep a spark from the Demon Gate, and he will make a comeback one day." Gu Tengge gently put the corpse of the fourth junior brother down on the head of the city, and sighed secretly, "Little junior sister, I'm sorry, senior brother can't complete the dream of revitalizing the ** clan with you." He turned around and found a ladder that had been attached to the city, and rushed down the city as fast as he could, and passed away.