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Carefully pushing the lid of the tunnel exit a little, Xiang Shaolong glanced out. To read the latest chapters, please lock in Aishang Novel Network biquge.infobiquge.info the entire beam was shrouded in crimson, and even the air became a little scorching.

Like a sturdy cheetah, Xiang Shaolong jumped on the ground and hid his figure through the continuous houses.

It's too chaotic, the entire Liang is busy with this fire, and there is no lack of wives and daughters behind his back, Xiang Shaolong's originally somewhat abrupt image is like a grain of rice in a rice tank, and a drop of water in the river, which has become inconspicuous.

As long as you can escape to the edge of the city, as long as you can get out of Daliang City, there is hope to escape. Xiang Shaolong said to himself over and over again, speeding up his pace, his shoes were padded, and his voice was as soft as a cat.

The fire attracted the attention of the vast majority of the people, and no pursuers were found until near the city walls. Touching the flying claws on his waist, at this moment, Xiang Shaolong's heart was full of happiness and joy.

The sound of hooves like a storm of hail suddenly sounded, and dozens of galloping horses swept in front of him like a wind, led by a warrior with a hideous face and as powerful as a demon king. His hands and feet were extremely thick, his long hair was shawl, he wore a silver forehead band, his face was thick, his shoulders were broad, his eyes were like brass bells, and he had a crazy and fierce look.

Arrogant! And behind him was his deputy, Ning Chong, Zhengle and his party.

More than twenty fierce knights set up a half-moon formation, firmly surrounding Xiang Shaolong and the two in the middle.

"Xiang Shaolong, I knew that you would escape from the battle, how could you hide this little bit of thought from Wuji Gongzi, hehe, as soon as you leave Gongzi's mansion, we will come here to wait for you, you have that beautiful princess on your back, I promise that she will die happily tonight."

Wei Mu let out a wolf-like roar, and the sound sounded like muffled thunder, shaking the hearts of the two, and his subordinates also laughed unscrupulously when they heard this, mixed with a strange scream.

Xiang Shaolong took a long breath, keeping his heart calm, and at the same time untied the cloth belt that bound Zhao Qian, and ordered: "Qian'er! This is a life-and-death situation, you must raise your courage, how can you hide behind me. ”

Zhao Qian was so frightened that she lost her soul, but after hearing Xiang Shaolong's calm and confident voice, her courage increased and she stood firmly on the ground

Before the blood of his feet had recovered, he was numb for a while, and he hurriedly pressed his shoulders and leaned on his back.

Xiang Shaolong pulled out his wooden sword, like a fierce beast that had been forced into a dead end, and looked at Wei Mu and his party, as fierce as a wounded wolf.

He didn't say anything, and at this moment, what was needed was not words, but iron and blood.

As soon as Wei Mu waved his hand, the three swordsmen behind him rushed forward viciously.

Symphony of gold and iron!

Xiang Shaolong gritted his teeth, raised his hand that hid the flying needle, and hit the face of the enemy on the left, and the wooden sword in his right hand slapped to block the long sword of the person attacking in the middle, and when the opponent's long sword swung up, he flew out sideways, and violently supported the opponent's lower yin vital point, and then dragged the sword away from the long sword in the hand of another attacker on the right.

One round, one dead and one wounded.

Wei Mu didn't want him to be so strong, roared, and attacked with a sword, his arm strength was amazing, and he slashed down with a sword, like a battle axe, making a whistling sound of breaking the wind.

Xiang Shaolong didn't have time to take the flying needle again, and pulled out the flying rainbow sword on his waist with his left hand, the sword light Huo Huo, while dodging Wei Mu's sword, he kept blocking counterattacks.

This is a dangerous hand-to-hand combat, life and death are just a millimeter, Xiang Shaolong has already inspired the pride in his chest, surging up to the sky, shouting Qian'er to follow me, the wooden sword in the right hand, the flying rainbow in the left hand, taking a horse step, it is only attacking but not defending, exchanging injuries for life, the momentum is fierce and powerful, and it overwhelmed the other party in an instant.

Wei Mu was furious, swung his sword like a wheel, and met it head-on, and the sound of sword blades clashing was endless, blocking Xiang Shaolong's way forward. Ning Chong and Zhengle rushed out from behind him, their long swords like rainbows, pointing directly at Xiang Shaolong's ribs.

There is no way to avoid it!

Xiang Shaolong was in a hurry, and suddenly jumped up, and the long swords of the two slashed at his waist together, making a sound of gold and iron striking, and he blocked this killing blow with the flying needle belt on his waist.

Taking advantage of the opponent's sword momentum, Xiang Shaolong shouted in the air, and the two swords were split regardless of it, like thunder.

Blood burst out, and he slashed Ning Chongdi's neck with a sword, and angry blood gushed like a fountain.

Wei Mou stabbed out a sword at this time, slashing through his right rib, Xiang Shaolong only felt cold and hot, and then a sharp pain like fire.

Everyone's eyes were red, and Wei Mou led his subordinates to swarm over, like a wolf, leading the wolves to besiege a wounded mad tiger.

Xiang Shaolong didn't know how many injuries he had suffered, and he took Zhao Qian to rush left and right, but there were many people on the other side, and there were murderers like Wei Mou, where could he rush out, he only felt a chill all over his body, and the strength in his body was also leaving him little by little.

"That's it, you don't want me to die here today." With a sigh, Xiang Shaolong barely shook Wei Mou with his left hand, the tiger's mouth was shocked, the blood flowed for a long time, and the Feihong Sword in his hand was shot down on the spot. He pulled out the dagger, and he wanted to stab Zhao Qian to death first, and then die in battle.

Wei Mu was about to swing his sword again, his beast-like instinct made him feel like he was being targeted by the most dangerous beast, so that he didn't care about taking Xiang Shaolong's life, but turned over and dodged.

"Buzz"

A black light flew past his body, just the wind that it brought up, and it blew a bloody mark on the surface of his skin.

"Wow" beside him, Zhengle let out an unbelievable scream, and between his chest and abdomen, was a fist-sized bloody hole that passed through his body, and even the scene behind him could be seen.

"Heavy crossbow, no, this is a bed crossbow used to defend the city, only the arrow that can be shot, seeing that it is deeply trapped in the wall behind him, it is the thickness of an arm, it is like the arrow body of a short spear, Wei Mu is shocked and angry, this thing shoots at people, then it has to be.

Knock knock, knock knock.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, not like the sound of ordinary horses, but like a heavy hammer, beating a series of stirring drums on the cowhide drum.

"What's that?"

"Monsters, there are monsters."

A hundred meters away, a strange carriage suddenly appeared, saying that it was strange because this carriage did not look like it was from the mortal world!

It was a steel monster with raging flames burning all around it, and the car was pulled by a magic horse that seemed to come from hell, and where the four hooves landed on the ground, there were constantly clusters of fire, not only that, but the eyes of this magic horse were two flames as bright as lamps, and between the mouth and nose, all the breath was fire.

On the back of this magic horse, a demon-like knight was riding, dressed in a black robe, with a hideous demon mask on his face, and a spear in his hand.

Behind him, in the position of the chariot, sat a woman also dressed in pitch black, with a hat on her head, and on her black robe, coiled with several golden stripes, like golden snakes, dancing wildly in the flames.

She held a fire dragon in her hand, and the dragon's head kept falling on the hind hips of the magic horse, making a clanging sound, which also seemed to prove that this magic horse was not flesh and blood.

And above this steel beast, there is a woman sitting faintly, with a light posture, in her hand, holding a huge crossbow, thinking that the earth-shattering blow just now came from her hand.

The three of them and one car, like a ball of burning flames, rolled in, without stopping, straight towards Wei Mu and his party, crushing over.

"The door of the underworld is opened, Yama feasts guests, the living beings retreat, and the evil spirits are easily dispelled!"

The woman on the wheel, her cherry lips bloomed, spit out four sentences that seemed to be a song but not a song, a poem but not a poem, and her middle air was extremely abundant, like a string of silver bells, echoing in the air. But in the eyes of everyone, it is indescribably strange.

"Where are the demons, but dare to pretend to be gods and ghosts, don't you know that ghosts and gods are also afraid of the wicked." Although Wei Mu and the others were apprehensive in their hearts, they were fierce, although the other party was mysterious. But he was not frightened.

Before he finished speaking, the sound of bowstrings sounded in the car, and Wei Mu knew that the bow power of the person in the car was extremely fast, almost comparable to the bed crossbow, with his fierceness, he did not dare to slack off, and he was busy dodging.

It was a miserable blue light, streaked across the night sky, and only a few sharp-eyed figures could catch a little afterimage.

The screams sounded with the bowstring, and under the reflection of the fire on the car, the two swordsmen fell down with horror on their faces, and when Wei Mu and the others looked over, they saw that these two people were full of horror, their eyes spit out, their faces had turned black, and their skin was swollen, which was indescribably terrifying.

"The cold moon shines on the lonely mound, the god of death draws the bow at night, lights the lamp to find the white feather, and turns into the blue blood." The silver bell-like voice sounded again, and Wei Mu realized that there was nothing in the wounds of the two people, only the miserable blue blood, which was still flowing slowly.

In an instant, the flame beast had already rushed to the front, stopping between Xiang Shaolong and Wei Mou, the knight on horseback cleared, and the spear in his hand started, setting off a wave of guns, the raging hot wind, making him look like a ghost and god, even if Wei Mou was fierce, he didn't dare to attack it.

The door in the middle of the carriage that looked like it came from hell suddenly opened, revealing a black hollow inside, and the woman shouted.

"The king of Hades told people to die in the third watch, which one will keep people until the fifth watch, Xiang Shaolong, you still don't get in the car, when will you stay?"

Xiang Shaolong was also frightened by this scene at first, but after all, he was much more knowledgeable than the people of this era, but when he heard the words, his heart moved, and his heart said that there was nothing important except death, and he pulled Zhao Qian, who was already frightened to the point of paleness, and rushed forward regardless of it.

As soon as he got in the car, he saw a face, an old face, and he knew this face, because it was Zou Yan's face.

He was relieved and fainted.

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