Behind the "forehead ......", there was an angry roar, and I only felt a powerful air flow burst out, as if an atomic bomb had exploded, and the entire ancient tomb was shattered and fell together. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Climb up!" the three of them fell to the ground with a lunge that swept forward, and the powerful air currents spread outward against their scalps.

When he got up and looked back, where were the dozens of Japanese ronins armed with oriental swords around the altar?

With a bang, the ronins who had surrounded Buge just now all turned into Sensen skeletons, and the white skeletons were scattered on the ground. Step by step, the Bug priest stepped down from the altar.

"X!" he scolded and pushed the three of them away.

"Let's go, let's go, go as far as we can!Don't look back!" Wushuang knew that his current physical condition could only drag everyone down, and if he had any value, he could try to see if he could hold him back. Although he knew that Bugue's sacrifice evil power was extremely powerful, he had blood in his body, and it was not so easy for him to kill himself. He had to buy his companions more time.

"Brother, I'm not leaving!" Ma Ya is also stubborn and donkey-tempered, she knows what will happen to Wushuang if he stays, if he dies, what reason do he have to continue to live?

"Eyes...... Eye...... My eyes ...... "Priest Buge stepped down from the altar step by step, Wushuang holding the blade in his hand and not flinching at all.

"That's right, I've ruined your eyes, and you've got the ability to come at me!" he said viciously.

The two old men were stupid, they had never experienced this situation in their lives, and without Wushuang to lead the way, they were already paralyzed at the moment, and they couldn't run if they wanted to.

"Come on, come on, don't you want eyes, Lao Tzu will give you eyes!" Wushuang glared at him angrily, the treasure knife in his hand buzzed, and he awakened the killing intent of this treasure knife. Only this guy is qualified to revive the Sword.

"You're going to hell to find your eyes!" Wushuang shouted, stabbing the blade into the chest of the priest with all his might. But his movements were too slow, and the injury on his back couldn't have dragged him down, even if he worked the soles of his feet, he couldn't show it.

The tip of the knife was just a millimeter away from the chest of the priest of Bugg, and he stopped...... When the long ...... The razor-sharp Bloodblade fell to the ground. Wushuang's heels slowly raised, followed by the toes off the ground, and then the whole person hung in midair.

The withered claws grabbed Wushuang's throat and lifted him up. Wushuang's eyes were round, and his limbs were kicking and beating wildly, but he couldn't do anything to hurt him.

"Uh...... ......He couldn't breathe, and his face was flushed. Now that the Bug Sacrifice is in front of him, it is the best time to perform the Kuixing Kick Fight, but his throat is locked, and the weakest neck of the human body has been stuck, and he can't make any movements.

"Ya...... Kill...... Kill ......," he spitted out the words with difficulty.

"I'll kill you!" Ma Ya rushed up, picked up the cold blood blade from the ground, and stabbed it into the chest of the priest. Bug sacrificed all his energy on Wushuang, he already felt the existence of a powerful force in Wushuang's body, and he was his biggest threat. He didn't believe that his evil body could be hurt by mortals in the world.

He didn't know that the cold blood blade was the nemesis of all demons, and the sharp blade in Ma Ya's hand pierced his chest, and a foul-smelling black blood spurted out of his chest.

"Ahh

The little girl's body was swept out of the way, her head hit the curtain wall, the blood flowed out, and the person fell to the ground unconscious.

"Ya'er!" This is the last thing Wushuang wants to see, try to protect his sister along the way, but he didn't expect that he didn't escape this catastrophe in the end, it seems that Tong Sixi was right.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is desperate with you!" Wushuang gripped the handle of the Cold Blood Treasure Knife, poked it hard again, and then stirred vigorously in his chest, it was not too late, his left hand reached into the huge wound, and pulled the demon's cold heart out alive!

The priest trembled, his mouth slightly open. "Eyes...... Eye...... My eyes ...... "In the end, he still did not escape the suffering of the six realms of reincarnation, and finally went to where he should go."

Falling to the ground with no strength to get up, he gasped and muttered, "Ya'er...... Ya'er ...... "Then she closed her eyes and lost consciousness."

"Monaro, go and bring Wushuang over, I'll go see Ma Ya. Professor Bayara ran up to pick up the horse, tried his breath, and luckily didn't die. But Ma Ya's collision was not light, and now there is no medicine, so she can only temporarily wrap her with gauze to cover the wound first, and the fatal thing is not the trauma on the head, but the impact just now. But now the conditions do not allow it, there is no medical equipment, and even if he is an authority, he can't judge whether Ma Ya is okay or not.

Wushuang's problem is not big, but he is too tired, and he faints because he is worried about Ma Ya's comfort.

"Lao Bai, how are we going to get out?"

Professor Bayara said that Little Japan was well prepared, and should have brought all the equipment to see if they had automatic wire guns for rock climbing.

Sure enough, two of the little Japanese had this kind of equipment in their backpacks. The two old men can only be the guardians of these two children now, no matter how tired they are, no matter how tired they are, the desire to survive has not disappeared. It doesn't matter if they die, these two children must not die.

The two shot a climbing hook with a wire gun and climbed out with the two children along the patio of the thousand-year-old underground palace. Then, like dragging dead dogs, he dragged them out of the ruins of the ancient city of Khan's Court.

At this time, the sky is not clear, the time is just right, and it is too late for a while. The ruins of the ancient city behind him became more and more blurred.

The Japanese left behind a lot of sandmobiles, but fortunately there were these motorcycles, otherwise the two old men would not have been able to ride horses, and besides, the situation of Mushuang and Ma Ya did not allow tosses on horseback at all.

"Lao Bai, how do you go?" Professor Monalo asked him, carrying the sleeping Wushuang.

"Go south, go all the way to the south and you can return to the border, hurry up!" The two old men raced against time for the lives of the children, twisted the accelerator, and the two sand motorcycles rushed out in the direction of the national border of our country.