At the same time as the two heads hit the ground, a banging sound sounded, Xiao Qiang was hit by two fist winds, his body flew out upside down, spurting out two mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his body fell on the last stone wall, spurting out a mouthful of blood again. 【Reading.com】

The last four sevenths were confused by the crescent moon gang sword with a whirlwind, one of them was hooked in the back, and the other was even more unlucky, his arm was directly cut off by the gang sword from the shoulder, and he let out a terrible scream!

In the blink of an eye, eight seventh, four dead and two wounded!

The remaining three people were in a state of panic, picked up the white-clothed disciple with a broken arm from the ground, and shouted in a panic: "Go, go!"

The three figures escaped from the bloody passage in embarrassment, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Qiang gasped violently, couldn't hold on any longer, poofed, fell to one knee on the stone wall, his body shook twice, and almost fell off the stone wall.

Even if he held a sword intent in his hand, it would be very difficult for him to fight against the seventh weight of the eight Gang Martial Realms at the same time.

Fortunately, his divine sense has been upgraded, and he can always avoid the opponent's killing moves in the most dangerous moment, so that he is not hit hard.

Rao is like this, Xiao Qiang also has several injuries on his body, and the internal injuries are not light, so he needs to breathe in time.

In the bloody valley passage, there were more than thirty corpses, and seven or eight wounded people who were still struggling in pools of blood, they let out wails and wepts, and stretched out their bloody hands in Xiao Qiang's direction, as if they were pleading, as if they were asking for their lives.

Xiao Qiang looked at this bloody scene, couldn't help coughing violently a few times, and flew down the stone wall, isolating himself from the purgatory of the world.

He took a pill to heal his internal injuries, sat down cross-legged, and at the same time exercised his pranayama, he sent out a thought towards Xiao Zhuling.

Xiao Zhu scurried back and forth in his body smartly, breaking several large pieces of blood one after another, and after cleaning up the internal organs, he began to clean up the blocked blood vessels.

Xiao Qiang felt the cool breath in his body, the pain in his chest was greatly relieved, and his lungs seemed to begin to relax again, making his breathing smoother.

"Brother Qiang, are you injured?!" Cui Dameng came with a large army, and when he saw the blood stains on Xiao Qiang's chest, he changed color and said.

"It's okay, it's a little meaning!" Xiao Qiang said casually.

Only then did everyone realize that Brother Qiang's face was a little pale, and when they saw the collapsed stone wall on the outermost part and the corpses on the ground, they were moved and ashamed.

They patronize and rest, but let Brother Qiang face a strong enemy alone, it's too selfish!

Ma Xiaohu and Luo Xiaolou's eyes were red, and they said loudly: "Brothers, Brother Qiang has already taken the lead, and the rest is up to us!"

"Archers, get into position!"

"Others, build fortifications with me!"

The sixteen people were busy for a while, and in the blink of an eye, the outermost stone wall was built again, and it was even stronger and thicker than before.

Xiao Qiang returned to the cave mansion, sat cross-legged on the white jade platform, and seized the time to heal.

In his body, the little bamboo spirit is constantly interspersed like an elf, exuding a cool breath, helping him clean up the bruises on his chest and repair the damaged meridians.

Outside the cave, there was a faint shouting of killing, Xiao Qiang's divine sense instantly opened, and the entire valley was almost presented in a transparent way.

Cui Dameng has been promoted to the seventh level, and his strength is not weak, coupled with a tight defense, the assistance of archers and crossbowmen, it is not difficult to hold the mouth of the canyon.

Xiao Qiang noticed that there were only more than 30 people on the other side, and decided to let them solve the battle by themselves, and the warriors would only mature quickly when they were stained with blood, which was the experience that Xiao Qiang had gained by donating blood.

Sure enough, after the Gentlemen's League got through the initial chaos and tension, the offense and defense began to become orderly, and Cui Dameng's combat effectiveness was fully exerted, standing like a hill on the outermost defensive line, and no one could surpass it!

When the enemy dropped seven or eight corpses and retreated, six members of the Gentlemen's League were slightly wounded, three were seriously injured, and none of them were killed!

Everyone stood on the three stone walls, supporting each other, raising their arms and roaring, that scene was deeply imprinted in Xiao Qiang's mind.

Just when the disciples of the Gentlemen's League were fighting, there was also a commotion outside.

Overnight, red-lettered announcements were plastered all over the four peaks and three towns of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, causing unprecedented shocks.

Xiao Qiang not only wrote down the causes and consequences of the Junzi Valley rush clearly, but also revealed that Xiao Jing'an sent people to plot against them in the Warcraft Forest, which can be regarded as a sore spot for Xiao Jing'an.

Xiao Jing'an, who was furious, sent out all the people she could send out and tore the announcements everywhere, but she could erase the announcements, but she couldn't block tens of thousands of mouths.

For a while, Xiao Jing'an became synonymous with the female devil and the evil woman, especially the fact that she instructed Ke Rong to secretly sabotage the arrows of the Situ team, which made everyone feel ashamed.

This is not Xiao Qiang alone, Senior Sister Lan Yi also said that as Senior Sister Lan Yi, it will not be framed and framed, right?

Before the incident of the announcement subsided, everyone learned the news that more than fifty disciples had attacked Junzi Valley, and there was an uproar again.

Compared to the indifference of the three swords, the first sword and the two swords were nervously watching the situation in Junzi Valley, and invariably, everyone was worried about Xiao Qiang.

For a long time, Xiao Qiang was the first outer disciple to openly confront an elite disciple, and possibly the last.

They knew very well that Xiao Qiang could not compete with the appeal of the elite disciples, just looking at the large army that was constantly marching towards the Junzi Valley, and even Xiao Jing'an didn't have to take action in person, his subordinates and supporters would not let Xiao Qiang go.

The fall of the Gentlemen's League seemed inevitable, but everyone stubbornly pinned a hope on Xiao Qiang's body, hoping that Xiao Qiang would be able to hold on.

The battle report from the Junzi Valley was constantly passed to the Three Swords Town, and then to the Four Great Peaks, at first, everyone was just happy about the victory of the Junzi League, and they didn't dare to reveal it, but on the second day of the offensive and defensive battle of the Junzi Valley, when the Junzi League repelled the enemy's attack for the fifteenth time, one sword and two swords could no longer restrain the excitement in their hearts, and the Three Swords Town erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

On the second day of the Battle of Junzi Valley, the coalition forces under Xiao Jing'an suffered heavy casualties, and ninety-four people were killed, including seventeen white-clothed disciples of the seventh!

As night fell, the narrow passage at the entrance of the Gentleman's Valley was filled with a suffocating smell of blood, the ground was densely covered with corpses, and at the foot of the broken stone wall, some corpses had piled up into a hill, and the blood turned into a viscous trickle, flowing down the ramp.

Xiao Qiang stood in the middle of the tired corpses, his white clothes turned into bloody clothes, and the blood on the ground overflowed the soles of his shoes, which seemed to bind him tightly together with this human purgatory.

The sword in his hand was covered with gaps and cracks, and blood flowed down his arm like a small snake, crawling along the blood-colored blade, condensing droplets of blood on the tip of the sword, and falling to the ground.

"Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang!"

Cui Dameng's shout, as if from another world, ethereal and distant, took a long time to reach his ears and pull him back to reality.

The seven gentlemen of the Gentlemen's League, Pang Zihao, Hou Juncheng, Cui Dameng, Ma Xiaohu, Luo Xiaolou, Wei Zhibang, Wei Zhiguo, seven people were covered in bruises, supported each other, walked to Xiao Qiang's side, and when they saw the bodies of the two brothers in front of them, tears came out of their eyes.

The madness of the enemy was beyond their imagination, and they had fought since yesterday until now, repelling more than a dozen enemy attacks, but also killing nine brothers!

Xiao Qiang's eyes were red and swollen, his Adam's apple rolled for a moment, and he said in a low voice: "Find out all the corpses of the brothers, don't let them be wronged." ”

Like wronged children, the Seven Gentlemen burst into tears, pursed their lips to prevent themselves from crying, and walked gloomily among the corpses everywhere, looking for the corpses of their brothers.

Xiao Qiang endured the severe pain in his body, walked into the cave, came to the white jade platform, could no longer support it, his eyes were dark, he fell heavily on it, and groaned in pain.

Although the wounds on his body looked terrifying, they didn't hurt the vital parts, but they fought bloodily repeatedly, his physical strength was overdrawn, and he lost too much blood, so his body couldn't hold on.

Xiao Qiang rested for a while, took out the three-legged tripod, and used the power of the fire spirit to refine the meridians, with the help of the high temperature, some bleeding points in the body were also sealed, and even some impurities and bruises were all removed from the body.

In this way, his body was even weaker, Xiao Qiang took out all kinds of medicine bottles, blood supplements, qi supplements, internal injuries treatment, and concentrating, poured a large handful, stuffed them all into his mouth, and swallowed them all with a bottle of potions to replenish his physical strength.

After he fell asleep, Xiao Zhuling began to get busy again, helping Xiao Qiang heal the injuries in the most critical places.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Qiang's mouth was dry, and he woke up quietly, sensing that his body had improved a lot, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong and looked towards an open space on his left......

More than thirty white-clothed disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion stood there silently, and when they saw Xiao Qiang get up, they knelt down on one knee at the same time, and said loudly: "I've seen Brother Qiang!"

A sixth-heavy disciple burst into tears and choked up: "Brother Qiang, we were wrong, we shouldn't have abandoned our brothers, and we shouldn't have sat back and watched our brothers fight alone, and now we're back!"

The fat man carried two big axes, with a circle of blood-stained gauze wrapped around his head, and said excitedly: "Brother Qiang, not only are they back, but there are also many two swords here, there are some people here, and there are more people outside, they are all rebuilding fortifications, they want to stay and fight with us!"

In the end, the fat man was so excited that his chest rose and fell violently, allowing tears to flow down his face.

Xiao Qiang looked at a pair of firm and resolute eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you afraid of death?!"

"We are not afraid of death!" said more than thirty people with blood-red eyes.

Xiao Qiang nodded, stood up, his deep eyes flashed with ghostly fire, and said slowly: "A senior once told me that if others can't give it, we have to take it ourselves." We may all die, but the fairness we want, the dignity we want, is on this road full of thorns and blood, are you willing to accompany me?!"

"Fight your way out!"

The earth-shattering roar echoed in the cave mansion, echoed in the Valley of the Gentlemen, and echoed in everyone's hearts, igniting their fighting spirit that had long been annihilated