The Shuraksa on the wooden platform began to chant some strange incantations.

The four people on the other side were still wrestling with the evil rakshasas who kept coming at them. Aiguo and Zhao Banxian, after all, have not gone through such a battle, and have not been trained. At first, those evil rakshasas were still afraid of the bamboo poles they were holding, but later, in the roar of some huge evil rakshasas, they rushed over desperately one by one.

A thin and nimble evil rakshasa jumped on top of a tall evil rakshasa and turned around and pounced on the patriot in the air.

Patriotism has long been sweaty, and hands are sore. Desperately stabbed the bamboo pole towards the thin evil rakshasa in the air. This time, it didn't even go in, but the tip of the bamboo had already broken. The evil rakshasa hugged the bamboo pole on all fours, and the weight of the bamboo pole pressed down, and the patriotic arms could no longer support it, so he took advantage of the situation and threw the bamboo pole. So he stepped back and grabbed the unused bamboo pole on the ground.

There was a gap on the patriotic side, and all the evil rakshasas like a tide poured over.

Guan Long stretched out his hand to touch the arrow and was about to shoot it, but when he touched it, the bamboo tube was empty. Ran out of arrows.

Guan Hu also shot the last arrow, and an evil rakshasa rushed over him, knocking Guan Hu directly to the ground. Guan Long was shocked, the hunter's reaction was very fast, Guan Long put the bow rope in his hand on the neck of the evil rakshasa with his hand, stirred the bow behind the evil rakshasa and strangled the evil rakshasa neck, and then went to his back. Guan Long tugged his arched back.

The tide-like evil rakshasas around him rushed over, patriotic, Zhao Banxian, and Guan Hu had already retreated to the side of the altar.

Guan Long was surrounded by the evil rakshasas.

Guan Hu shouted, "Brother-"

Hearing the shout, Guan Long saw that the evil rakshasa had rushed to his side, and had to throw away the bow in his hand, pull out the hunting knife from his waist and slash it, retreating as he slashed.

Seeing that this side was in danger, Master Mao rushed over with the long black knife. Left and right, each knife is slashed out with a thunder sound, and each knife is slashed out, like a thunder in the sky.

In the deep darkness, a flash of lightning suddenly illuminated the entire mountain in the sky, and the black pressure in front of him was full of evil rakshasas, and then there was a boom, and another explosion of thunder came from the sky. The Shura Shasa looked up at the dark sky.

The fainting Twelve was awakened by the thunder, and he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't use his hands to stand up. As a last resort, he supported the ground with his elbows and retreated back to the edge of the wooden platform, he just wanted to stay away from these fierce evil ghosts.

A heavy rain poured down in the thunder, and the whole mountain was shrouded in dark clouds, except for the altar and the torches, not a drop of rain fell. The torches were still burning in the rain.

A dazzling bolt of lightning slashed down in the air with a long black knife. Every time Master Mao slashed, there was a thunderclap in the sky, as if the thunder was also helping the knife. In the heavy rain, everyone was wet in the blink of an eye, and their hair was sticking to their faces in the rain.

Patriotic, Zhao Banxian held a bamboo pole, retreating while piercing, Guan Long and Master Mao were surrounded by a group of evil Rakshasas in the middle, but they were getting farther and farther away from patriotism, Guan Hu was holding a hunting knife and slashing indiscriminately to rush to Guan Long, where was the opponent of so many evil Rakshasas, and was still forced by a group of evil ghosts.

The clothes were all soaked, Master Mao took off his robe, put on a short fight and Guan Long back to back, holding the thunderbolt knife in his hand and slashing indiscriminately, but the evil rakshasa continued like a tide, the front just fell, and the back pounced. Leave no respite.

Manpower is endless, and Master Mao is slowly not as sharp as he was at the beginning, and has become defensive, but he is still supported by a knife.

On the patriotic side, it has long been unable to support it, Zhao Banxian's right arm was bitten off by a demon, if it wasn't for Guan Hu's knife to cut off the back of the demon's neck, I'm afraid Zhao Banxian's entire arm would be bitten off.

In the chaos, Master Mao caught a glimpse of Aiguo and Zhao Banxian, Guan Hu had already retreated to the edge of the wooden platform where Twelve was, and saw that there was no way to retreat. In a hurry, he turned his head to look at the evil rakshasas who kept rushing around him, and the Shurakshasa who was still standing in front of the altar.

shouted at the patriot, "Patriotic, Zhao Mu, you go quickly" After speaking, he stabbed an evil rakshasa that rushed over, and then shouted "Go to Aconitus, let your father go into the city to find the army"

When Aiguo heard this, his blood boiled, and a wave of anger rushed in his heart, forgetting his sore arm, and stabbing his arms hard at an evil rakshasa that rushed over, through its throat, and into the eyes of an evil rakshasa behind him. shouted at Master Mao, "If I don't leave, I will die together"

Zhao Banxian was holding a bamboo pole in his left hand, his right hand was in pain, and his right hand had no strength at all, but even so, he wouldn't go, "Master, I'm not leaving" After speaking, he stabbed at an evil rakshasa next to Aiguo.

Guan Hu's right leg was scratched just now, but fortunately, a piece of boar skin was tied to his calf, but despite this, he was also caught twice, and it was painful.

Twelve was infected by everyone, and a momentum surged in his chest, and he took a breath and shouted loudly, "I'm not going to leave either"

Guan Hu shouted while propping up, "We're not leaving,"

When Guan Long heard this, he was distracted, and was dragged by an evil ghost, pulled to the ground, and the hunting knife fell to the ground with a clatter. Master Mao immediately caught up and slashed down the arm that was pulling Guan Long's feet. At this time, the two evil ghosts pounced behind Master Mao and bit Master Mao's back and waist.

There was a pain behind him, Master Mao took a step forward, a pain in his back, and he was bitten off a piece of meat, and the evil Rakshasa in front saw Master Mao coming, opened his mouth and bit Master Mao's neck, Master Mao was also angry, full of anger and had nowhere to vent, you want to come to find death, according to the neck of the evil Rakshasa in front of him, he cut it horizontally, and directly cut off the ghost head with a knife.

Blood and rain sprayed his face, Master Mao stretched out his left hand to wipe the blood in front of him, and there was a sudden pain in the back of his left waist, and he was still bitten off a piece of meat by the evil ghost behind him. Master Mao stumbled, his waist was bitten, and he was a little unstable.

At this time, Guan Long had quickly climbed up, and when he saw that the evil rakshasa that had bitten Master Mao was about to bite Master Mao's shoulder, he was about to bite Master Mao's shoulder.

Guan Long paused with his right foot, held his breath, and hit the evil rakshasa with a palm of five directions, and before the palm touched the forehead of the evil rakshasa , the evil rakshasa flew out. Guan Long picked up the hunting knife and waved it back to back with Master Mao.

The Shurakshasa in front of the altar was still chanting in his mouth in the face of the altar, and the wooden table of the altar suddenly began to shake at this time, and Master Mao saw that it couldn't support it for long. If the altar is broken, the person who opened the altar will lose all his mana, or even die with blood.

The altar shook, the heavy rain stopped, and there was no more thunder and lightning.

Master Mao was a little desperate, look at a few young people in the battle, they inspired Master Mao's fighting spirit, his left hand supported the wound behind his waist, and his right hand used his waist to break through to the patriotic side one by one. But those evil rakshasas were like a tide, and only two were cut down here, and three more came over there. It's not a way to go on like this, Master Mao took a sharp breath and fought hard. Five thunder palms in his left hand were struck, and his right hand brandished a thunderbolt knife, and he rushed towards the patriotic side.

Guan Long was stunned when he saw this scene, Master Mao was like an iron-eyed King Kong, his right hand went down, and his left hand followed with a palm, each palm hit like a thunderbolt in the sky, and the evil rakshasas in the palm all flew out upside down, and they couldn't get up again.

With every palm, Master Mao and Guan Long rushed to the patriotic side.

After the five palms were beaten, Master Mao and Guan Long had already burst to the distance of only three steps away from them, and they had already seen their faces full of sweat, rain and blood, but the evil rakshasas around them were constantly pressed up.

Just three steps, seeing that there are still these three steps, Zhao Banxian suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the place where his right arm was bitten just now was bitten by a demon's sharp teeth.

The injury was so painful that Zhao Banxian almost fainted. The bamboo pole fell to the ground in severe pain. Zhao Banxian bit his lip, and the five thunder palms in his left hand struck out, knocking out the evil rakshasa that was biting on his right arm, and the flesh on his arm was also torn off. At this time, Zhao Banxian shrugged his shoulders in pain and screamed and knelt on the ground.

In the firelight, Master Mao seemed to see Zhao Banxian's bones.

Master Mao roared in anger, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed left and right with the strength of his whole body, each knife brought out a burst of thunder, and each knife was the dissipation of true qi.

The thunderbolt slashed at the vicious rakshasas with a roar of rage. Seeing that they were about to rush over, the group of evil rakshasas who surrounded them reflexively roared and rushed towards Master Mao and Guan Long, and the evil rakshasas behind them pounced on them again.

For a while, the entire wooden platform was surrounded by all kinds of roars and shouts.

As soon as the evil rakshasa in front of him retreated, and before the one behind could pounce, Aiguo rushed forward to block Zhao Banxian behind him. At this time, Guan Hu stood next to Aiguo with a hunting knife and guarded the front together.

Zhao Banxian moved his arm, a heart-piercing pain, but fortunately he could still move, and he didn't hurt his muscles and bones. Hurriedly press the right shoulder acupuncture point with his left hand to stop the bleeding. Then he tore the sleeves of his shirt, bit his teeth and wrapped his left hand around the wound on his right arm.

Aiguo and Guan Hu have already exchanged hands with the evil rakshasa who rushed up, Aiguo lost too much blood today, after a fight, his hands became more and more sore, and the tiger's mouth was even more painful. The bamboo pole in his hand had to be taken off several times, but he gritted his teeth with faith and struggled to support it.

Suddenly, a tall evil rakshasa rushed to the patriotic side, opened his big mouth to the patriotic and roared, the patriotic was angry, and he also opened his big mouth to the evil rakshasa and shouted "Ah----", the evil rakshasa was stunned, closed his mouth and looked at the patriotic in disbelief. After the patriotic shout, he closed his mouth and nose, his thumb buckled his ring finger, his right foot stomped the wooden platform, and his left hand slapped towards the evil rakshasa who was still in doubt, and the right foot stomped on the wooden platform, and a numb feeling passed through the body from the right foot, like thunder and lightning running in the body, and in an instant the current jumped out from the palm of the left hand, and a shocking thunderbolt sounded, and the four or five evil rakshasas in front of him fell to the ground and did not move.

The big evil rakshasa was also knocked to the ground by the huge force, and he died with that shocked expression, and as soon as he cleared a vacancy, the evil rakshasa behind him rushed to the front of him again.

Patriotism was no longer able to fight, glanced at everyone, and closed his eyes.

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