In the ghost stone forest, the iron dog sits on the highest mountain rock, with a white cloth banner inserted behind it, on which four large characters are written in ink: 'Black Tiger suffers death!'

Under this rock, the old knife sat alone on the ground, with a jar of turbid wine, a thick bowl, and a scimitar in front of him.

The wine is muddy in the bowl, the knife is silent in the sheath, and the man is as stunned as a wooden chicken.

An arrow suddenly flew up, tearing through the silent stone forest, and the iron dog stood up suddenly, drew his sword in his hand and shouted: 'Black Tiger, you have finally crawled out of the turtle's shell?

One of them laughed and replied in a loud voice: 'You stand so high that you are not afraid of falling to your death, and you still hold up a banner to show people there, and send your father to the end?' and then snorted coldly: 'Cut him, this harvest is more than one percent!'

The iron dog was condescending, only to see five figures pounce like tigers and wolves, and a small gray shadow faintly flickered and disappeared, while Yan San was in a good time, walking into the stone forest with a tall and capable woman. Seeing the fierce posture of the five people and the ghostly gray shadow, the palms of the iron dog were covered with cold sweat, and his eyes unconsciously swept over the demented old knife below, and his heart calmed down.

The sound of killing was everywhere, and there were screams that echoed in the darkness.

Iron Dog knew that the more than forty puppies he brought with him could not keep Yan San and the others, but with the terrain of the Ghost Stone Forest and the six most ferocious vicious dogs under his command, coupled with the traps arranged in advance, coupled with the old knife, the black tiger was destined to be doomed today. He didn't expect Yan San to be so supportive, and only brought half of the good hands over. He didn't expect that the Black Tiger Squad, which was supposed to have a ghost in their hearts, would fight like mad dogs, although the result was already doomed, but his losses would not be less.

Iron Dog had mixed feelings in his heart.

If given a choice, Iron Dog would not have planted a flag. But as soon as the words of the old knife came out, Iron Dog knew that there was no way out. He deeply knows the horror of the old knife, and the reason why the iron dog exists is not because of strength, but only because of the old knife.

Yan San walked defenselessly in the stone forest, with an evil smile on his face, his long narrow knife in his hand, and walked towards the iron dog step by step. When he walked to an open area, Yan San stopped, Murong Qingyi stopped at the same time, and pulled the ignorant Bei Hongyu.

"Little cub, your nose is very sharp!" a figure appeared from behind the strange stones, and more figures turned out from behind the strange stones in all directions, holding crossbows in their hands, and the green crossbow arrows exuded a fishy smell, obviously quenched with poison.

The fat tongue of the short and stout iron dog licked greedily on his lips, and shouted: "Leave the two women behind you, and grandpa will leave you a whole corpse!"

The iron dog Lao Ba, who had a scar on his face behind him, snorted and replied, and his viper-like eyes stared at Murong Qingyi.

The Iron Dog was a thin man, and he laughed strangely, "Can you still stand up with that thing?" or I'll come first, so as not to disgrace you.' Yo...... It's okay, even if it's ugly like the eighth child, I admit it, and it's the same with my head covered...... This figure is superb!'

The three of them laughed strangely, originally according to the plan, they would give an order to fire ten thousand arrows in unison and shoot Yan San directly into a hedgehog, but the three of them changed their minds after seeing Murong Qingyi and Bei Hongyu.

Half of the manpower has been gathered here, as well as the three good hands of Iron Dog, and the target of Iron Dog is Yan San like Lao Dao. The other half of the people, except for those who reported the news, were hidden around the iron dogs. Originally, I was thinking that there would be a vicious fight, but I didn't expect Yan Sanzhong to be useless, so he went directly to the center of the trap.

"What's the matter, little cub, don't you obediently crawl over and suffer to die, do you want grandpa to do it himself?", laughing at you, you are paralyzed and laughing, stupid?" The fourth iron dog saw that Yan San still didn't move, and there was still a smile on his face, and he suddenly shouted.

Yan San sighed, but said to the two women behind him: "The words are like this, can you really stand it?"

Murong Qingyi said: "You can stand it, what can't we stand it, it's not us who cuckold, after all, we are your wife now, right, Brother Tiger~!"

Bei Hongyu shook his head and said, "I don't understand, why did he tell you to crawl over, isn't this fighting?

Yan San had a black line on his head, his eyes narrowed, and suddenly a cold and murderous aura was revealed, and he said, "Then let's fight!"

A small white jade bell floated out of Yan San's palm, and the bell rang softly, and a huge blue-green spider came out of nowhere, and as soon as it landed, a stream of snow-white mucus erupted from its abdomen. The mucus condensed when it met the gas, and the shuttle opened to form a large net, and quickly went to the iron dog in front of the old four covers.

The Iron Dog screamed and flashed back, hiding behind the stone pillar. The monks around him did not have his skills, and the cobwebs were unusually large, and at one time five monks were glued to the web. The cobwebs were tough and sticky, and the monks who were stuck struggled hard, but the places touched by the cobwebs were all paralyzed, unable to use their strength, and they couldn't break free for a while, but after a while, a layer of frost covered the bodies of these monks, and in the blink of an eye, several monks moved slowly, and then slowly ossified, hanging on the cobwebs in different forms, and they died!

The fourth iron dog was startled, and swung his knife to slash, but he didn't know that this spider silk was solidified and flexible, and only five zombies were swaying on the net, and the spider silk was bouncing and chopping continuously. One step by one, a spider silk rebounded and stained the arm of the iron dog, and a burst of numbness and chill immediately invaded like lightning, frightening the soul of the iron dog, and he withdrew the knife and struggled to break free, and finally broke free from the spider web, but the arm was already unconscious.

Iron Dog's face turned pale and he hissed, "The spider silk is poisonous, shoot quickly, shoot them!"

The Ice Dragon Spider is the king of the five poisonous insects, the spider silk is accompanied by paralyzing and freezing poison, and the venom in the chela is even more instantaneous, which can turn the prey into slurry. The eight claws are as sharp as thorns, and all of them are absolutely poisonous.

As soon as the web came out, the cold ice dragon pattern spider popped under its abdomen, and a large spider web sprayed out, and everyone was shocked, and the crossbow arrows in their hands shot out one after another.

The body of the Ice Dragon Pattern Spider shrank, and its eight claws were huddled, like a boulder, blocking behind Murong Qingyi and Bei Hongyu's bodies, a layer of cold ice condensed on itself, as solid as fine iron, and the crossbow arrows clanged on it, but it was difficult to hurt in the slightest.

Murong Qingyi's face changed, and a knife chain slid out of his hand at a rapid pace, whistling and rolling in the air, and the vitality rolled into a vortex, knocking countless crossbow arrows into the air or deflecting, blocking the front of the two.

Yan San walked like an arrow, rushing forward, rushing into the chaos of stones long before the crossbow arrow was shot, and the broken light style pulled a soft sound, the blade came out of the sheath, only one knife, and the heads of the four old iron dogs rose to the sky. Yan San only felt that there was no stagnation in his hand, and this knife was as sharp as cutting tofu. Without hesitation at the moment, a few knives slashed into the crowd.

Everyone was first frightened by the cobwebs, and then blindly shot in a panic, and Yan San broke into the rear and killed indiscriminately, almost without resistance. The light wind is extremely sharp, not only the human body, but even the mountain stone bow and crossbow are all slashed, cutting melons and vegetables. After the knife passed, the person fell, and the blood first slowly leaked out, and then gushed out, which showed the advantage of cutting off the breeze.

Murong Qingyi and Bei Hongyu dodged a wave of crossbow arrows, the knife chain in Murong Qingyi's hand was all the way, and the sharp knife had pierced a person's chest, followed by a pull, Murong Qingyi pulled Bei Hongyu's body and flew into the rear crowd with the power of this pull. The ice dragon pattern spider flicked its eight claws, and the ice on its body shattered, leaving only a shallow layer of oil, and its body rose into the air, flying into the rocks after the second girl.

The Ice Dragon Pattern Spider is controlled by Yan San's split soul, the purpose is to protect the second daughter of the light-clothed redfish, Murong is fine, and it is more than enough to protect himself, but Bei Hongyu is really not reassuring. However, the next scene made Yan San know that he was thinking too much.

Bei Hongyu has been passive since the beginning of the battle, and now he entered the middle of the enemy, and suddenly became powerful. As soon as the hood was lifted, Bei Hongyu showed a compassionate and beautiful face, his hands lightly made an inexplicable seal, and he whispered: "The spring breeze and spring rain are sad. ’

A fresh breeze then swayed, with Bei Hongyu as the center, Murong Qingyi hurriedly flew up the rocks to avoid this breeze. Where the breeze passed, the blades and crossbows in the hands of the dogcubs fell one by one, followed by the whole body being sore, and they fell to the ground.

Everyone struggled, and as soon as they felt that they had regained some strength in their bodies, Bei Hongyu continued to chant: "The spring breeze is illiterate, why bother flipping through the books?"

Another gust of wind blew, and everyone's faces were covered with a layer of dead ash, and although they stood up one after another, their bodies twitched involuntarily like epilepsy. Bei Hongyu flipped it over in his hand, and there was a three-inch knife, a two-inch handle of the knife, and a one-inch blade. With a knife in his hand, Bei Hongyu walked towards the group of monks whose bodies were extremely uncoordinated because of their convulsions from time to time, slashing left, slashing right, and picking again, the movements were dexterous and fast, and the attack was crisp and neat, and soon came out of the crowd and stood in front of the iron dog Lao Qi.

Behind her, the monks twitched and struggled, blood spurting everywhere like a waterfall, and no one could get up. Bei Hongyu used a knife to cut the tendons of the monks one after another, and then cut through the blood vessels and arteries. Through her 'spring breeze is illiterate, why bother flipping books', everyone's blood line accelerated several times, the body could not control itself, and then she was cut off several times to bleed, and a large amount of blood was lost in a moment, even if the body control was restored, there was no strength to act, and I could only watch the blood in the whole body quickly leave the body.

Real blood flows.

Iron Dog Lao Qi's thin body twitched and trembled: "The woman spares her life!" The long sword in his hand snorted, but his hand was twitched like a chicken claw, and he could no longer hold the hilt of the sword.

Bei Hongyu said: "Your mouth is very stinky!" Although she didn't understand the meaning of what Iron Dog Lao Qi said, she could still understand the lewd smile at that time. Without waiting for Iron Dog Lao Qi to speak, Bei Hongyu's men punched Iron Dog Lao Qi more than ten times in a row, and then turned around and left.

Iron Dog Lao Qi stood in place, his thin body trembling and twitching, his mouth opened, and a heart-rending cough came out violently, and he fell to the ground and curled up in a ball, his voice became more and more hoarse, and he became lighter and lighter, and the blood foam sprayed in the air like a drizzle. Gradually, there was only coughed up breath but no inhaled breath, and finally it was silent.