"Senior sister" Pan Xiaowen held Wanmin's arm with a crying voice, not daring to use her strength for fear of tearing her fleshy body apart, and looked back to see Xiao Huan also lying on the ground unconscious, and suddenly had no idea, rubbing her eyes and crying.

Xiao Buregret and the head of the Qi Miao Peak method are not here, Xiao Huan Wanmin fell, and the women of Qi Miao Peak were completely panicked. The disciples of Qingshan Peak had originally endured their grievances, and when they saw that the heart of the Qi Miao Peak army was in turmoil, they seized the opportunity to pounce back, and for a while, the Qi Miao Peak was defeated.

Too many sisters died at Pan Xiaowen's hands, and this weak girl closed her eyes in fear.

"Senior Sister Pan!" The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl fell next to Pan Xiaowen and cried: "Stand up quickly, the senior sisters are all scattered, you quickly get up and command!" “

"I... I can't do it, let's hold on, surround the head, and wait for the other heads to come. “

"Ah....." "Senior Sister" "Senior Sister Pan!" "No, let's run!" ......

There is a woman who fell in front of Pan Xiaowen, this situation is really difficult for a sixteen-year-old girl to face, fortunately, she is really not weak.

The seven-zhang long sleeve red silk is like a dragon entering the river, and suddenly sprinkled it, and when he turned his body slightly, he shook one hundred and ten people and his five organs were dislocated, only to see that Pan Xiaowen was holding a disciple's head in his left hand, and his right hand was wrapped around the sleeve red silk, and his two feet were standing on several corpses, Danfeng's eyes were domineering, and there was a hot wind on his body, and he threw out the head in his hand suddenly, and killed another person before he landed, but after a few turns, Qingshan Peak died more than two hundred disciples.

"Who dares to step forward!" Pan Xiaowen shouted loudly, quite like a general, where did the frightened Qingshan Peak disciples dare to step forward, stood in a row, and confronted them from a distance.

"Senior Sister Pan!" The women shouted.

"Keep the formation, the sword gate is outside, the dance gate is inside, and the disciples of the Fa Gate are interspersed between the two gates, protect the head and Senior Sister Wan, and go west."

After having the backbone, the remnants of Qi Miao Peak lined up in a decent manner, changing their original temperament of avoiding trouble, and actually holding a sword step by step like Qingshan Peak.

Huzi ran back with Mu Ziyun in his arms, Zheng Qiao stopped him, and groped in his arms for a while before he took out a red pill and pressed it into Mu Ziyun's mouth, "Are you angry?" Is there still gas? He asked anxiously.

Huzi's face was gloomy, and his body tensed, as if anyone who dared to step forward would eat him with a hammer, "It's angry, but it's intermittent." ”

Zheng Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, then there is salvation, you take him back to the sect, and I will go back after solving the remnants of Qi Miao Peak." Huzi nodded and took a step back.

"Wait, wait..." Mu Ziyun suddenly opened his eyes and called out to Huzi very weakly. Huzi's dark face immediately relaxed, and he said happily: "Wake up!" This medicine works so well. ”

"It's not," Zheng Qiao hurriedly followed, "This is my life-saving medicine, alas, since then, Qingshan Peak has no good medicine, and if he is injured, he can only swallow the blood root naginata." ”

"Zheng Zhang... Boss.." Mu Ziyun's consciousness was still a little vague.

"I'm here, you say." Zheng Qiao put his ear to his mouth.

"Let's go, don't fight them."

"Don't worry, Xiao Huan is down, they are a rabble, as long as I use magic, none of them can escape."

"Ahem" Mu Ziyun's lips oozed some blood, grabbed Zheng Qiao's collar hard, and coughed: "Let's go, there is a war in the west, and there is also a fight in the east, and it is still the families who fight and die, and there are not many remaining elites in Qingshan Peak, even if you lose one more, it will be a great loss." ”

Zheng Qiao slowly raised his head, turned around, and looked at the women of Qi Miao Peak not far away, where did they have a weak appearance, even if they knew that they did not have the ability to deal with the magician, they still held their heads high, and tightened the sword in their hands, regardless of whether the scars on their bodies were still bleeding or not, the firmness in their eyes was enough to deter any enemy.

Then turn your head to look at their own children, young faces, all bloodstains on their bodies, all like soldiers who have forgotten life and death, who would have thought that many of them are still children in their early tens, and the older disciples are the most seriously injured, they really stand in front of their compatriots in front of the war, they are the first to die, and they are the last to retreat.

Zheng Qiao looked at the disciples in the two camps, his feelings seemed to float out from the battlefield, and his eyes were a little moist, yes, the battle went back and forth, and the blood of revenge was hearty, but when the final count was made, the number of dead children in his own family only increased, and he fought back and forth, whose revenge was avenged, and for what, who could say clearly. Give him another hour, and he will definitely be able to destroy the group of people in Qi Miao Peak, but even if an elite of Qingshan Peak dies, Zheng Qiao will be heartbroken.

"Alas" Zheng Qiao waved his hand at the disciples and said softly: "Children, go home, take your senior brothers and sisters." With the sound of staggering movements, the disciples picked up the corpse of their brother who had just died, and walked towards the west step by step.

Huzi hugged Mu Ziyun, who was fainting, looked at Pan Xiaowen coldly, and then flew to the west.

Pan Xiaowen's fists were clenched all the time, even if the people from Qingshan Peak left, she never let go of her strength, and said, "Protect the injured sisters, let's go west to make peace with the others." ”

"Will you meet the people of Qingshan Peak, the other sects don't know what it's like..."The women were a little uneasy.

Pan Xiaowen's voice was very firm, and she said sharply: "Don't be afraid! We have learned the martial arts for all these years, and no one can easily subdue us, even if we die, we will step on the corpses of that group of men! ”

"Good!" "Senior sister is right, I won't hide anymore! I want those sects to know how powerful Miao Peak is! After a few words, the timid and fearful nature of the women of Miaofeng disappeared, maybe they were not like this in the first place, just like Pan Xiaowen, this is their true appearance.

Sneaking away from the south side of the battlefield in the west, the disciples of Qingshan Peak all lowered their voices.

"Master Zheng, there are so many of us, we should have been discovered a long time ago." Huzi said to Zheng Qiao.

"I can't help it if I find it, just hurry up, there is... There's a boss in the way. Zheng Qiao's face couldn't hide his sadness, Huzi felt strange, and asked in a low voice: "Master Zheng, you tell me the truth, the martial arts of my family, isn't it..."

Zheng Qiao didn't turn his head, walked quietly, and said after a long time: "Very majestic name - domineering, as soon as he finished his transformation, he sealed the martial arts, domineering can allow him to improve in two stages, the first time will make him twenty times stronger, it sounds bluffing, but it is not very strong, because he has no specific martial arts, only with his fists and feet, so it is easy to deal with." “

"The second time, it will make him increase by eight hundred times, in his words, people come and people die, ghosts come and ghosts die, hehe, it should be very strong." After a pause, he said: "The first time will consume his blood, he can only hold on to one stick of incense, and he can't gather martial qi for three years after the end, and the second time will consume his life, he can only hold on to thirty breaths, and after the end.... If you can be rescued immediately, you may be able to live, but if you live, you will be a waste for life, and you will not live long if you are frail and sick. “

Huzi was stunned and shouted: "No! I'm going to help him. ”

Zheng Qiao grabbed it, grabbed it very tightly, and said: "A stick of incense will arrive soon, he will definitely use the second stage, you can't stop it, as long as you use it, he is destined to be wasted, Zhang Zhang's door is to let the disciples live." “

"Then I'll wait for him to run out, and I'll save him."

Suddenly, a golden light appeared on the ground, and Huzi didn't think what was going on, and he was suddenly stunned by the light. It turned out that Zheng Qiao had been quietly preparing spells in case Huzi was impulsive.

Called a few disciples, picked up Mu Ziyun and Huzi on their backs, and looked at Zhang Kui in the distance, Zheng Qiao sighed, turned his head and left.

Zhang Kui had already felt the breath of the disciples of Qingshan Peak, and he also knew that the other sects were already deliberately ready to go, and his heart was empty, so he slowly opened his clothes, and pointed to his heart, his chest cracked four gaps, and red smoke overflowed, and the moment he saw this, Zuo Zhiwei immediately grabbed the old monster and fled to the north.

"It's thunder!" In the remnants of Qingshan Peak, someone shouted.

Boom, boom! Rumble! What a terrifying scene, even the color of the sky changed in thirty breaths, and the sun was like blood sticking to the sky and hiding alone in the mountains.

In just thirty breaths, nearly 20,000 disciples fell on the battlefield in the southern region of Huzhou. The only shapeshifter in the Hundred Refining Soldier Dao didn't know what was going on, so he was in a different place, and the unknown shapeshifter of Chang Ke Sect had been hiding for half his life, and he had no choice but to end up before he was remembered.

Everyone was stunned, including Zheng Qiao, who had been mentally prepared, and in the gradually dim sky, a figure that no longer overflowed red gas fell, and fell to pieces in a place where time had stagnated.