Early the next morning, Jiang Xiaohe said goodbye to Hua Yueying and went straight to the direction of the stone wall.

This distance doesn't seem far, but Jiang Xiaohe is a little curious about everything here, so he didn't use the volley and used it directly.

The entire state of Nagasin was divided in two by the stone wall, and along the way you can see some dilapidated buildings, presumably left by former residents.

Jiang Xiaohe found that all the buildings were built facing the stone wall, but the Ling Palace Lord was very far away from the city gate.

Of course, this is also relatively speaking, with their cultivation, they can appear on the battlefield in an instant.

When they arrived near the city gate, it was already noon, and after inquiring about the residence of Ling Jinying and the four of them, Jiang Xiaohe sped up.

Because, they are injured!

As soon as you come out of the building where the three brothers lived, you could see the mottled city gate.

When Jiang Xiaohe appeared, the three of them were healing, but the situation was not too optimistic.

Three, poisoned!

Jiang Xiaohe was slightly stunned, others were fine, why were the three of them poisoned?

Jiang Xiaohe's arrival surprised the three of them, and after a few simple questions, he began to ask about the poison in the bodies of the three people.

"Last time, there was a traitor in a group of people who came to help from Seventy-two City, and the injuries of my father and the overlord recurred, and several of us were poisoned and had nothing to do with the traitor. ”

Ling Jinying sighed slightly, he felt gloomy when he said this kind of thing.

Since the people of Seventy-two City were willing to come, it means that they also knew the importance of this battle, but they turned out to be traitors......

"I'm going to find a friend to detoxify you. ”

Jiang Xiaohe pretended to go outside and shook around, bringing Xiao Poison and Xiao Tian in to detoxify the three of them.

"Father said that those people from the Qingyang Sect will make big moves in two or three days, but the injuries of my father and the overlord are ......."

Ling Jinying asked cautiously, Jiang Xiaohe nodded and didn't say much.

Jiang Xiaohe and Ling Jinying lived in the same room, and each room here was divided into four or five rooms.

Ling Jinying said that one of the senior brothers who had lived with them could not come back together, and his room happened to be for Jiang Xiaohe.

Jiang Xiaohe heard him say so lightly, but his mood couldn't help but feel sour.

Didn't come back together......

In the evening of the next day, Jiang Xiaohe, who was cultivating in the Diwei Pagoda, suddenly appeared in the room.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack ......"

Terrible screams resounded throughout the building, doors opened, and figures streamed out, heading straight for the city gates.

Jiang Xiaohe followed the crowd out of the city gate, and a strong smell of blood instantly hit his face.

All of them were disciples of the Qingyang Sect, the Red Lotus Garden, and the Gu Family, and there were some people wearing blood-red cloaks among them.

These men had thick hairs on their temples and cheeks, and their eyes were hollow and wooden, like a living dead.

Jiang Xiaohe noticed that their cultivation was between the ninth level of the Martial Sect and the first level of the Martial Emperor, and their every move was extremely stiff.

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"

With a hoarse roar, the two sides slammed into each other like two torrents.

"Boom ......"

A violent collision instantly resounded throughout the battlefield, and the open space within a radius of hundreds of zhang trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, one figure after another rose into the air, rich yuan force, sharp magic weapon, chilling killing machine, humming fist shadow, and domineering sword light......

Colorful Yuan Force collided in the sky, and bursts of powerful aftermath spread out in all directions, kicking up bursts of dust.

Jiang Xiaohe stood in the middle of the battlefield, looking around, there was a bloody patch everywhere, and from time to time someone fell from the top of his head, and there was no breath.

Some of these people are enemies, and some are their own people.

He saw a lot of familiar people on the battlefield, Bajian, Qingqingqing, Xu Xiaoshenjian and others.

There are also Wu Youguang, Liu Feifei and others who came together.

As for Lingyun Palace, that's even more.

At this moment, these people were using all their power to kill their enemies, and they could see clear traces of blood on their bodies and faces.

There are enemies, and there are their own.

There are also some disciples below the Martial Sect who are fighting on the ground, and these people have gloomy eyes and fierce shots, striving to kill their enemies with one blow.

In just a few breaths, Jiang Xiaohe had already discovered that at least 100 people had died on the entire battlefield.

casually killed a child of the Gu family who attacked him, Jiang Xiaohe's eyes were attracted by those wearing red cloaks.

Not far from his right, a disciple of the Martial Sect Realm of Lingyun Palace was fleeing in confusion, and a red cloak was striding after him two feet away.

"It's really an anomalous bloodline!"

Jiang Xiaohe recognized these people at a glance, and the bloodline in their bodies had completely turned into the bloodline of some kind of beast clan, just as Xue Shao told him.

He pulled out the black knife, and the cold tip of the knife slashed across the ground, making a sharp and piercing sound on the ground.

Seeing that Lingyun Palace disciple running past him, Jiang Xiaohe's figure shook violently and stabbed at the red cloak.

The red cloak paused slightly, as if he didn't expect anyone to dare to do it with him.

But then, a cruel and raging smile appeared on the face of the red cloak:

I saw that his right hand was clenched into a fist, and a punch slammed into Jiang Xiaohe's black knife.

"Poof", there was a muffled sound, and the fist of the red cloak stopped a foot away from the black knife.

He looked down at his chest, where a long, pitch-black knife was stuck in his chest, dark red blood gushing out of the knife.

"Whew......"

The red cloak screamed miserably, looked at Jiang Xiaohe with disbelief on his face, and then looked at his chest, as if he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

Jiang Xiaohe didn't hesitate at all, and with a sharp thrust, the black knife was pulled out of the red cloak's body, bringing up a series of blood flowers, and the red cloak fell in response, and it was lifeless.

Seeing this, everyone around was dumbfounded.

They looked at the red cloak that fell to the ground and died, and then looked at Jiang Xiaohe, who was holding a black knife, and their expressions were like ghosts.

"Xiao Poison, Xiao Tian, none of the red cloaks that appeared here today can be let go back!"

Jiang Xiaohe said coldly, and the figures of Xiao Poison and Xiao Tian disappeared directly in a flash.

Jiang Xiaohe's gaze swept forward, and it was a red cloak, his figure flashed, and he went straight forward, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the red cloak.

"Poof"

There was another muffled sound, and the red cloak didn't have time to make any movements, and his heart was directly stabbed by Jiang Xiaohe with a big hole.

The cultivation of the red cloak is not the strongest on the battlefield, but the skin is extremely tough, although the cultivation of the Martial Emperor is at the first level, but it has the advantage of strong defense, and many people can't help them.

However, this advantage disappeared in front of Jiang Xiaohe.

Not to mention the power of the black knife, the power of thunder and lightning in Jiang Xiaohe's Yuan Force alone is not something they can resist.

The number of red cloaks was quite large, and in every previous battle, at least two hundred people had to be lost in their hands.

However, Jiang Xiaohe stabbed them one by one, killing them like killing chickens.

Xiao Tian and Xiao Poison were faster, and many people couldn't even see their figures clearly, only to feel that as soon as they saw a flower in front of them, the red cloak fell to the ground and died.

In just one pillar of incense, the red cloak was damaged by as much as eighty percent.

The remaining two percent are desperately trying to escape, but at their current speed, they will definitely not be able to escape the enemy.

"Come on, get to know those three people as quickly as possible!"

Qingyang Sect Leader Qing Yunzi soon discovered this situation and immediately ordered his subordinates to intercept and kill Jiang Xiaohe and the others.

"Second brother, third brother, let's pester those people and let Xiao He solve those monsters first!"

Ling Chenying in the distance saw that the situation was not right, and his whole body surged with Yuan Force, and he slashed out with one palm, forcing the enemy to fly towards Jiang Xiaohe.

At the same time, more than two dozen black-clothed people rushed towards the entrance of Changxin Prefecture while everyone was out to fight.

The seriously injured Ling Palace Lord and the Overlord Hall Lord lived here, and they had already received definite news, and the two of them began to heal this evening.

Although I don't know who can heal the injuries of both of them, these people don't care at all.

The order they received was to kill Ling Tian, Ba Rufeng, and the person who healed them at all costs.

In the dark night, the sound of fighting in the distance could be faintly heard, and more than two dozen black-clothed people soon appeared in front of the building where Ling Tian and Ba Rufeng lived.

The whole wooden building was pitch black, and it was as quiet as death.

"Up!"

The leader waved his hand, and everyone behind him immediately scattered and surrounded the entire wooden building.

Then, I saw that the leader had a small pill in his hand, and threw it towards the wooden building, and a pungent smoke instantly enveloped the entire wooden building.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths......

The time of the half-pillar incense passed, and the wooden building was still silent, black like a monster with a mouth open and spurting blood.

The person at the head stared at Mu Lou for more than ten breaths, and suddenly beckoned:

"Not good, withdraw!"

More than two dozen men in black immediately scattered and ran out.

However, as soon as everyone ran three feet away, they slammed into a transparent Yuan Force cover.

A huge rebound force crashed into them, sending their bodies flying backwards for several feet before falling to the ground.

"It's not easy to see each other, why are you in such a hurry?"

The door of the wooden building squeaked, and an old man with gray hair walked out of the door, who was the old man who was responsible for receiving outside assistance.

As his words fell, the entire wooden building suddenly lit up, and the night pearls illuminated the radius of dozens of zhang.

"Rush in and kill Ling Tian and Ba Rufeng!"

Seeing that the matter had come to this, the first person could only shout and rush towards the gray-haired old man.

He knew that the back road was blocked at this time, and it was still unknown whether he could rush out.

Even if they can rush out, the mission is not completed, and they will inevitably die when they go back.

It's better to do it now, and it can leave a good impression on the owner, and the life of their wife and daughter will naturally be much better.

"Stubborn!"

The old man scolded, flicked his sleeves, and a powerful Yuan Force was thrown out of his sleeves and crashed directly into the more than twenty black-clothed people who came towards him.

"Boom ......"

After a dull loud bang, more than twenty men in black fell to the ground weakly, unable to move.