A group of wolf-like soldiers rushed forward with weapons in hand, and in an instant a sharp soldier flew out, his head slammed into the street wall, his helmet was crooked, and blood flowed down his head.

"A group of clowns who jump beams, the lackeys of the court who act for the tiger, killing you are all dirty Lao Tzu's hands!" The red-clothed lama struck a blow and said with disdain.

Li Moxiong raised his head and shouted: "Don't be long-winded, it's you who caught you!" ”

After speaking, the moon covering knife slashed at the other party, but was dodged by the red-clothed lama, and smashed heavily on the ground, instantly splitting several floor tiles.

"You were the kid who was in Huaide Fang last time, and you don't have a long memory!"

The red-clothed lama roared, jumped up on the knife pole, smashed the head of the thug who was blocking the way with a punch, and instantly came towards Li Moxiong, and the two stuck together in the blink of an eye.

There were several slams between the electric lights and flints, Li Moxiong didn't have time to put away the knife, and was hit in the chest by several palms of the red-clothed lama, and suddenly flew out upside down, breaking the pillar in front of a shop, and crashing into the wall.

He knelt up in a cloud of smoke and dust with one hand, and looked closely at the armor on his body, almost sinking into it, and it was soft.

Just as he was about to get up, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, and Li Moxiong was seriously injured.

Soon an embroidered guard stepped forward to drag Li Moxiong back, and with the defeat of the main general, the battle between the Jianrui battalion and the red-clothed lama seemed to have lost momentum, only to hear a burst of golden sound on the street, and the sound of iron armor twisting from time to time came.

The soldiers of the Jianrui battalion fought and left, and the hundred-man battle formation was almost disintegrated and collapsed by the red-clothed lama alone, which was jaw-dropping.

The red-clothed lama slid away like a fish in the battle array, a pair of pale and slender fingers as thin as claws, and instantly twisted several stabbing blades into twists.

Then he swung his claw across the breastplate as far as he could reach, only to see several bloody rays of light soaring, and suddenly, the floor tiles were slammed on, and the red-clothed lama grabbed a heavily armored soldier and threw it into the crowd, knocking down a large area.

In the gloomy clouds, lightning flickered and thunder exploded.

At the same time, in the heavy rain, the gravel on the street rumbled and shook, and the rain splashed, and more than a dozen iron horsemen of the Jianrui battalion rushed forward with their guns and horses, accelerating suddenly, and the iron spears reached forward and poked at the chest of the red-clothed lama.

Li Mi felt the obvious shock under his feet, stretched his neck and looked at the red-clothed lama, wondering if such a master of the rivers and lakes could still be intact under the impact of iron hooves?

"Look for death!"

The red-clothed lama jumped up on the spot, rolled in the air, dodged the tips of several stabbing spears, and grabbed it casually, causing the rain to splash around, and the sharp grip instantly tore the helmet of the iron horseman, accompanied by the sound of tooth-aching fingertips grinding iron, several knights fell off their horses.

"Array—"

The remaining riders were evacuated on the spot, and suddenly threw out the net pockets woven of iron nets.

"Kill him!"

A heavily armored cavalryman ran away from the distance, and then turned his horse's head around, and the tip of his spear was cold, and he slammed into and stabbed the man in the net with great momentum!

Surprisingly, the people in the net easily tore open the iron net, and knocked the war horses and cavalry out with one punch, and the blood was glorious.

Just as the morale of the Jianrui camp was about to collapse, a figure suddenly erupted from the rain curtain and slashed with a sword from top to bottom, surging with murderous intent.

In an instant, the two figures approached and separated, and the rain in the air was dispersed and exploded.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and on the spacious street, Cao Shaocheng raised his sword and confronted the red-clothed lama, he looked at the red-clothed man with a little sympathy, "Don't resist stubbornly, the entire Pingkangfang is blocked by the forbidden army, you can't escape." ”

The red-clothed lama didn't say anything, only heard the roaring rain still falling, and after a thunderous explosion, the red-clothed lama roared hoarsely, "The second brother obviously didn't make a mistake, why should he be beheaded!" ”

Then he moved, stepping on the slippery brick surface, and his steps broke through the rain curtain very quickly.

Cao Shaocheng also slammed on the ground, rushed up, and the Great Sage's relic voice stepped forward, and the two of them deceived themselves again.

The two fought very fast, one made a fast sword, the other made a quick palm, and the two figures shuttled back and forth in the rain curtain, tossing and turning, and almost no trace was captured.

Cao Shaocheng gradually couldn't resist this madman's move, he gritted his teeth and stiffened, suddenly lifted his breath, accelerated again, strode through the rain, and happily took out his sword.

With a sword stab, the rain curtain was broken by the sword qi, but the red-clothed lama suddenly stopped moving, and Cao Shaocheng suddenly became suspicious.

In the next second, the red-clothed lama looked at the sword blade that was about to be handed to his chest, and his thin body suddenly bowed, and a terrifying force burst out from his body, and the rain dripping around his body exploded instantly, and a vacuum area appeared for a short time.

Poof-

Cao Shaocheng seemed to crash into an invisible wall of qi, and flew out upside down, and the Great Sage's relic voice fell to the ground with a bang.

The rain poured on Cao Shaocheng's face, he struggled to raise his head, and wanted to hold the sword again, but blood gushed out of his mouth, obviously it was difficult to get up.

The red-clothed lama's heart was slightly relieved, and there was a thunderclap, and the miserable white electric light shone in the clouds, which was particularly dazzling.

Immediately afterwards, a slight gust of wind blew in the rain, and the direction of the rain that had been going straight down seemed to have shifted a little, as if it was ...... Twist.

In the next second, a wisp of wind and rain whirlpooled, the rain stirred, and a flying fish suit swayed faintly, and an embroidered spring knife with a reverse blade passed through the rain curtain, and in an instant it was like lightning roaring and rolling.

The red-clothed lama, who didn't have time to react, saw that the knife brought a whirlpool, and it continued to enlarge in his vision.

Shen Luo stabbed him, but the red-clothed lama miraculously tilted his body to avoid the fatal knife in the chest, but his left arm was heavily slashed.

Shen Luo's hair was already soaked with rain, and when he saw that the assassination could not be achieved, he frowned slightly, but he was not discouraged, and he still held the embroidered spring knife that pierced the opponent's left arm and stirred it vigorously.

With a pop, accompanied by a miserable scream from the red-clothed lama, his left arm was cut off alive, and a stream of blood rushed from the severed arm.

"Hurt me!"

The red-clothed lama's crazy luck was shocked, and his domineering internal strength forced Shen Luo back, but it was already the end of the crossbow, and the man who lost an arm could no longer parry the opponent's attack.

Shen Luo stepped out in one step, and under the rain curtain, he instantly rushed two or three meters away, and the horizontal knife was launched.

The red-clothed lama roared, and with his only remaining arm, he went up and grabbed the tip of the knife, and in an instant, the floor tiles under the feet of the two of them cracked, and the stones flew fiercely.

After dozens of moves, the five fingers of the other palm of the red-clothed lama were broken, and his body was kicked out like a cannonball, hitting the street floor.

The red-clothed lama supported the ground with his broken five fingers, half-knelt up, as if he couldn't feel the pain, the heavy rain frantically washed his face, he muttered: "Kong said Chengren, Meng said righteousness, ten years of life and death, but there are many traitors, faint kings are in charge, my brother's revenge, only the next life will be revenge......"

He lifted his face and looked at the curtain of rain in the sky, closed his eyes and roared.

"I am Caozhou Chen Xiongxin, remember my name, after today, I will wait on Huangquan Road!"

After speaking, his body weakened, the green bricks under his knees cracked, and blood spilled into the cracks.

Shen Luo retracted the embroidered spring knife from its scabbard, waved his hand to the left and right Jianrui battalions, and said, "Catch it alive." ”

Turning to leave, he didn't take a few steps, suddenly with an ominous premonition, turned around and looked, only to see the red-clothed lama who was originally dying out of nowhere, a savage force swept away several soldiers, and then swept towards the rabbit butcher shop like a rabbit, and disappeared into the shadows.

"Don't let him run the way he came!" Shen Luo hurriedly ordered to catch up.

In the alley where the rain soaked his ankles, Chen Xiongxin stepped on the puddle and fled frantically into the distance, the sound of the six doors behind him chasing him seemed to be in his ears.

He had never been so embarrassed in his life, he wanted to die, but when he was dying, he suddenly flinched, and he suddenly remembered that he had always seemed to be running for hatred in his life, fighting for the faint hope of revenge, and never thinking about himself.

He felt that this was very sad, he had worked hard for Chen Er all his life to take revenge, but who was for himself?

When facing the bright guns in the Jianrui camp, Chen Xiongxin suddenly gave up, he just wanted to find a place to hide forever, like the one who said, this life is over, marry a daughter-in-law with hard hands and feet, and give birth to a litter of white and chubby boys, how happy?

Although he had the desire to survive, the successive serious injuries and the desperate struggle just now had consumed too much strength, and he could only overdraw his internal strength in advance by sacrificing the foundation of martial arts.

As for whether he can escape from this cat-and-mouse hunt, and how much his martial arts foundation has fallen after escaping, Chen Xiongxin has no way to imagine at all.

In the border army, if it were not for the fierce people like the 10,000-strong enemy who could be trapped on the battlefield, who would dare to carry the flag would be a live target.

Chen Xiongxin recalled in his mind that he had fought bloody battlefields and expanded territory for the Great Zhao Dynasty over the years, but he didn't expect his biological brother to die tragically in the hands of thieves, and he had nowhere to redress his grievances, so he only felt sad and lamentable.

Now, he is also deeply encircled, and the wolf dogs with six doors on several streets around him are tracking his bloody qi and chasing him closely, if it weren't for the heavy rain washing away some of the blood stains, with his current travel speed, I am afraid that he would have been pounced on by the wolf dogs and left dead on the streets.

Suddenly, Chen Xiongxin, who had a keen sense of smell, noticed a shadow chasing after him, and although he was seriously injured, he still heard the faint sound of footsteps in the pouring rain.

Chen Xiongxin stopped suddenly, looked back, and saw a young man with a familiar appearance standing at the entrance of the alley, waiting for him.

The young man wore a black gauze hat, white leather boots, a flying fish suit, a small silk tie, and an embroidered spring knife on his waist, with a solemn expression.

"I've seen you, in the ghost market of Tongliangfang, he didn't kill you?" Chen Xiongxin said in a hoarse voice.