There were more than 3,000 garrisons in the north of Fangcheng County, because Gu Fubo had ordered to give up resistance before, resulting in the collapse of the front line. The soldiers spontaneously organized themselves after the war began, some evacuated the civilians, and some stood on the line of defense that had been held for so many years with their own weapons.

There was no temptation at the beginning of the killing, and the dead were paved from one end of the street to the other.

The whole line was defeated, and the Nine Holy Sect's side was ready to attack, while Bai Shengjun's side still couldn't stop it even if it was on guard at the beginning.

Luo Duoduo sat at the window on the second floor of the wooden building, looking out through the broken window, his eyes full of killing. She couldn't help but have a picture of not long ago in her mind, she was dancing on that black line with Malan blossoming, and the soldiers on both sides seemed to be standing there coldly, but there was light in everyone's eyes.

It was the hope of peace and tranquility, but at this moment, it was like a world away.

That line has been around for a long time, the black one is over there, and the white one is on this side.

Now, it's all red.

An Zheng had exhausted all of his Heavenly Explosion Beads, covering Duan Fulong and they withdrew from the battle, leaving less than 1,500 soldiers to use the western city wall and nearby buildings as the last fortress, each of them knew that sooner or later they would be breached, and the opposite side was more than ten times the enemy.

But this wall is their last pride. Most of the people have already evacuated, fleeing for their lives and leaving their once peaceful home. They didn't know what they would become after they escaped, so they could only run towards Yancheng, which was their last place of hope.

The soldiers were all bloody, they were confused, they were afraid, but they chose to die.

An Zheng was covered in blood, and before entering Fangcheng County, he didn't expect that he would be involved in such a war. But when the war came, he chose to stand on Bai Shengjun's side without hesitation.

"I have to go. ”

An Zheng looked at Duan Fulong and said four words.

Duan Fulong paused for a moment, pushed away the soldiers who bandaged his wounds, stood up straight and hugged his fists towards An Zheng: "Brother, I don't know your name yet, but I know that you are someone who can be a brother for a lifetime." Let's go, this is a battle that belongs to the soldiers, if I am lucky enough not to die, if we meet again one day, we will get drunk and rest. ”

An Zheng smiled: "I'm not leaving Fangcheng County, I have to go back." ”

An Zheng pointed to the city: "I still have a friend there, I asked her to go, but she definitely won't go." I didn't see her in the last group of people who had just withdrawn, she was too stubborn. ”

An Zheng packed up, brought all the weapons he could, and then took a deep breath: "As you said, if you are lucky enough not to die, let's get drunk and rest." ”

After saying this, An Zhengyi lowered his head and swept out along the street into the distance. On the opposite side is the army of the Nine Holy Sects, and before the final battle, those red-eyed enemies are looking for people all over the city, and they see one by one killing one by one. At this time, An Zheng went back, and you can imagine what the consequences were.

Duan Fulong shouted, and An Zheng had disappeared.

"General, who is that person?"

Duan Fulong's personal soldiers asked curiously.

Duan Fulong shook his head: "I don't know what his name is, he is my brother." ”

An Zheng ran all the way down the alley, his body lowered, listening to the six roads and seeing all directions. This place has become hell, a field of asura. There was a smell of blood everywhere that might not go away for months.

He cautiously followed the path he had come, and when a group of Nine Holy Sect soldiers who were searching had passed, his body flashed into the wooden building.

There were no living people on the second floor, and there was a corpse of a Nine Holy Sect soldier lying on the ground, and the blood had not yet dried up. An Zheng squatted down and looked at it, the person had died a few minutes ago at most, and his body was still warm. It seemed that Luo Duoduo had been discovered by the people of the Nine Holy Sect, and he looked out the window and saw at least a few hundred soldiers of the Nine Holy Sect escorting some people to the east.

An Zheng took a deep breath and pushed open the window to jump in after him.

"Fight!"

Suddenly there was a trembling cry from behind him, not loud, but there was a hysterical feeling. An Zhengmeng turned around, and saw Luo Duoduo coming out from behind the counter over there, his face as white as paper. After she saw An Zheng, she pounced on it, holding An Zheng's waist with both hands.

"I beg you, don't leave me behind. ”

An Zheng couldn't imagine what she had been through, that soldier might have been killed by her, this was the first time she had killed someone. A simple girl was suddenly injured and stained with human blood, how much fear and pain did she have in her heart?

"I'll take you away. ”

An Zheng squatted down, and Luo Duoduo lay on his back. An Zheng tied Luo Duoduo to his junior with a strip of cloth, grabbed a long knife in one hand, a repeating crossbow in the other, and a dagger in his mouth, and jumped down from the window on the second floor.

"What people!"

Not far away, a man shouted, and An Zheng raised his hand and shot the repeater. It was picked up from the dead body of the Nine Holy Sect, this crossbow is not very powerful, but it is enough to deal with the soldiers, An Zheng does not dare to waste a little bit of cultivation power, and no one knows if the person who is blocking the road behind will be a powerful cultivator. Of course, it is easy to kill such a small soldier with the strength of An Zheng, but every waste of strength may cause a situation that is difficult to deal with later. Even if there is a wordless exercise.

A bolt of crossbow shot out, and with a pop it pierced the soldier's forehead and then the back of his head. The soldier snorted and fell to the ground, his long knife falling to the ground. An Zheng rushed out like a cheetah, running as fast as he could to the west. Luo Duoduo hugged An Zheng tightly, his face was close to An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's heartbeat could be clearly heard.

I don't know why, she felt that she was not scared at all, lying on An Zheng's back, she felt that the whole world was her own.

"Stop him!"

Someone shouted after seeing An Zheng in the back, and a group of soldiers rushed over to stop him. An Zheng raised his hand and continued to shoot the crossbow, and twelve crossbow arrows shot out, knocking twelve people to the ground, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

A cultivator suddenly rushed over from the side and slashed at An Zheng's back, An Zheng turned around, and shook the knife sideways with his hand. The long knife circled around the cultivator's neck, and just as the handle of the knife turned, An Zheng grabbed the long knife and continued to move forward. The cultivator paused for a moment, subconsciously raised his hand and touched his neck, a stream of blood spurted out, and the head rolled off his neck.

More and more people gathered around to hear the voice, and if it was just that there were pursuers behind him, An Zheng would not pay attention at all, because none of these ordinary soldiers could catch up with him. However, there were more people in front of them.

"Yo, there's another fish that slipped through the net. ”

The bald eunuch in a red brocade robe sat upstairs not far away drinking tea, looked outside and couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "Bai Shengjun's people, it seems that there are really a lot of people who are not afraid of death, who will teach him a lesson and let him know that it is not right not to be afraid of death." ”

One of his eunuchs in blue brocade raised his hand and said, "Boss, my subordinates are willing to go." ”

"Lian Chengli, your cultivation has improved a lot recently, it's good to exercise on this occasion, go ahead...... It seems that the girl behind her is not bad, if she wants to live, she can also receive some rewards for the five holy masters when she goes back. ”

The people standing beside him all laughed, everyone knew that among the nine powerful saints of the Nine Holy Sect, the five holy masters were the most lustful, especially the little girl, who had to find a few to ravage every day, and when they got tired of playing, they would reward their subordinates casually.

Lian Chengli, a blue-clothed eunuch, was a young man who looked to be in his twenties, and his face was as white as if it had been coated with a layer of snow. There were two sparsely curly hairs on his lips, which might be the last sign that he felt like a man, so he was reluctant to shave them off. He carried three knives on his back, one long and one short, and one bladeless heavy.

The long ones are sharp like willow leaves, and the short ones look like a boning knife. And the bladeless heavy knife seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"The subordinates know. ”

Lian Chengli smiled, jumped down from the third floor, and chased after An Zheng like a big bird.

An Zheng was keenly aware of the danger behind him, and jumped forward at a sharp speed, the sound of popping behind him was endless, and he didn't know how many cicada wing knives were poked on the ground. If Anzheng does not speed up, it is inevitable that he will not be injured.

Lian Chengli saw that An Zheng actually avoided it, and his arrogant heart suddenly became annoyed.

"Little thief, see how far you can run. ”

He flung forward with one hand, and hundreds of connected cicada wing knives turned around like a long whip, and the front end of the whip suddenly turned back after surpassing An Zheng, stabbing An Zheng in the heart.

An Zheng's long knife in his right hand shook the whip away, and his left hand stretched out backwards without looking back, continuously pulling the trigger, and twelve crossbows swished past. Lian Chengli's knife and whip shook, and the long dragon shook all the twelve crossbows in one roll, but An Zheng had already rushed out far away at this time.

"Don't you dare to fight? ”

Lian Chengli snorted and pushed his hands back. Two surging forces erupted from his palm, and his body rushed forward with his strength. He pulled out the long knife from his back in mid-air, and slashed it down a hundred meters away from An Zheng.

"Give me death!"

The weirdness of this knife is that the knife slashed out behind An Zheng, but the knife qi appeared in front of An Zheng. In other words, this sword contains an extremely powerful spatial technique. The knife crossed the void and circled in front of An Zheng. Because of Su Zhao's order not to kill the girl, even Chengli didn't dare to shoot at An Zheng's back.

An Zheng was running forward, and suddenly felt that the aura in front of him changed, followed by a sword qi like a knife training. The space seemed to have cracked a gap, and the knife qi was just right to be sent to him. He moved forward, the sword qi towards him, close at hand, and at such speed it seemed that he could not avoid it no matter what.

The long knife in An Zheng's right hand had already been chopped out, but the long knife was mortal, and it was broken as soon as the knife and the knife qi came into contact. The dagger in An Zheng's mouth spat out, shattering the remaining sword qi without slowing down.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Lian Chengli chased after him more and more excitedly: "I can't imagine that your little thief reacts quite quickly, I see how long you can last." ”

He flicked his sleeves back and sped up to catch up.

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