The realm of Middle-earth, the fine willow camp, above the main hall.

Hearing someone shouting his name, Hu Yanlang hurriedly raised his head. Seeing that it was Sun Xiang holding the holy knife in his hand, he glared at himself angrily. Originally, Sun Xiang was not qualified to shout the first patriarch like this, and Hu Yanlang could ignore it or even investigate him for disrespect. But at this time, with the holy knife in hand, what Sun Xiang represents is no longer himself, but the supreme majesty of the fine willow camp. Hu Yanlang hurriedly stood up, clasped his fists and bowed: "Hu Yanlang is here!"

"Duh!" Sun Xiangji shouted angrily, "I want to be Huyanlang, as the first veteran of the Xiliu Battalion General's Mansion, I don't want to serve my religion and revitalize the division." Instead, he colluded with Shang Junze, a veteran of the military throne, to bewitch the head. It is intended to make the fine willow belong to the imperial court and subvert the foundation of our religion. You can be convicted!"

Even Mo Qiuli, Ba Fangping, Guo Youci, and others, who were bent on breaking away from the court, were shocked when they heard this: It is a crime to join the imperial court? The first head of the family was by no means a reckless person, so why did he make such reckless remarks? Sure enough, Hu Yanlang protested: "What a crime do I have! But what you said is really a great rebellion!"

"Hmph!" Sun Xiang waved his hand, "If there is no master to cultivate, how can you call Yanlang today! His heart is vicious, and his crime should be punished!" Hearing Sun Xiang's words, he was condemned to death, Hu Yanlang couldn't bear it anymore, and pointed at Sun Xiang: "Sun Xiang! Don't think that you can talk nonsense with a holy sword in your hand!" Guihuang Liang, one of the elders of the martial arts, also stood up and said: "What's more, you are already a ghost, what qualifications do you have to touch the holy sword again?"

"Shut up!" Sun Xiang scolded angrily, "In the name of the Holy Sword, I represent the ancestors of the Xiliu Camp to inquire about the elder Hu Yanlang, how can there be a place for you to speak?" Gui Huangliang sneered: "Hmph! A ghost thing also deserves to represent the martyrs of Xiliu......?" Ah!" Before the word "ashamed" could be spoken, only a scream was heard. Guihuang Liang was torn apart and died in an explosion. Blood splattered all the elders around him.

"You-" Those patriarchs stood up one after another, glaring at Sun Xiang, who had shot to kill, "Kill the patriarch in vain." Sun Xiang! You have fallen into the devil's path! Please give the order of the head of the sect to punish the demons!" and the patriarch of the Emperor Liang, who has always advocated the return to the imperial court, stood up together: "Please give the order of the head of the sect to punish the demons!"

The realm of Taihang, Yecheng, the rudder of the thick soil.

One side wants to destroy, and the other side wants to take. Because of the spear left by Yang Xibao, Ji Weiyu, Ji Xiuqian, Ye Gong, and Ghost Face, the battle of life and death was about to break out. Suddenly, a figure descended from the sky and stood in the middle of the four. "Who is coming?" saw that the person who came was dressed in a green robe and had an extraordinary demeanor. The place where he stood was in the middle of the impartial, Ji Weiyu's murderous aura was slightly restrained, and he asked in a deep voice.

The person who came hugged his fist at each of the four people: "In the next Ye Jinglun, this is polite." Ladies and gentlemen, the killing is harmful to the heavens and the peace, why don't you talk about it quietly?" Ye Gong lowered his guns: "I want to talk about it, but he won't talk about it." Ji Weiyu took his hand and said: "There is nothing to talk about! Please avoid this brother Tai to avoid accidental injury!"

The words of the two sides have entered a dead end, and Ye Jinglun smiled: "The words are so fierce, the war is endless." This peacemaker, I'm decided!" "Oh?" Ji Weiyu was murderous, "Being a peacemaker also depends on how good you are!"

"Despicable!" Seeing that he suddenly made a move, he didn't have the bearing that a sect master should have, and the ghost face shouted angrily. Yi Ye Jinglun was unconscious, and turned to look at Ye Gong's side: "Who can tell me what happened?" And the silent palm power was invisibly eliminated by the breeze brought up when he turned around.

"Huh?" Ji Weiyu was stunned, although he was injured and it was a tentative move, he only had four points of strength. But when you turn around, you can melt away, and you can see that this person is extraordinary. "Good skills!" Ghost Face exclaimed, "Brother Ye is restless now, let's talk to Brother Tai and listen!" said that starting from the battle of Sword Casting City, he explained the ins and outs of the matter and some of his own speculations in detail.

"I see," Yiye Jinglun nodded, and said to Ji Weiyu, "Sect Master Ji, you really shouldn't be so calculating. Ji Weiyu disagreed: "Walking the rivers and lakes, people are calculating me, and I calculating people." Being calculated can only show that he is stupid and not smart enough, and he can't complain about others!"

"Oh?" Yiye Jinglun glanced at the five new tombs, "Then according to this, these people are not as skilled as others and deserve to die?" "What are you talking about?" "Hugh is presumptuous!" "Looking for death!" Hearing him insult the four Dharma protectors and the dead brothers like this, the Xuanhuang Sect members made a noise.

"Why, are you only allowed to bully the weak and calculate others, and you are not allowed to suffer a loss yourself?" Yiye Jinglun's tone was flat, but he couldn't hide his disdain. Suddenly, the words changed: "Or is it that Sect Leader Ji asked himself that he couldn't take Yang Xibao's blood sacrifice to the dead, so he used the things left by others to vent his anger? If that's the case, he should really thank Yang Xibao!"

"Thank you for what?" sang and harmonized, and the ghost face cooperated. Yiye Jinglun glanced at him approvingly and said, "I thank him for thinking about others and thinking about him, leaving these three spears for Sect Leader Ji." Otherwise, wouldn't Sect Master Ji only be able to look up to the sky and jump to his feet and swear with empty mouths!"

"Haha!" Ye Gong was in a bad mood, and even laughed coldly. The ghost face sighed: If you don't cooperate like this, your performance will be in vain. It depends on whether the other person is worthy of cooperation. Ji Weiyu really cooperated, and he picked up three spears and was about to throw them over. "And...... Ahem! A light cough stopped Ji Weiyu's negative move.

In the dense forest, when Yang Xibao returned with a drop of blood. saw Guan Lan leaning in front of the tomb, her eyes were demented, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Yang Xibao walked over and sat down against the tombstone: "Why did you come back?" Guan Lan glanced at him, and his eyes regained his strength: "I left a convocation mark nearby. Don't you think it's appropriate to collect debts here?" Yang Xibao sighed: "It's a pity that I can't help you anymore. "What?" Guan Lan was taken aback.

Yang Xibao smiled bitterly: "People, they are always the most sober when their lives are about to pass, and they can see and break through them. My time has come, and I have more than enough heart but not enough strength. Even though I sensed the presence of a fellow door, it would take a few more moments to join him. It's just that I can't make it that anymore. As he spoke, he took out a "swastika" shaped jade pendant from his waist and threw it to Guan Lan, "I never leave this thing." I will give it to you today, and if you meet someone from my religion, you will use it as a basis. They will believe in you. After speaking, his body was paralyzed, "A breath is still there, do your best." Just let me give it one last stand, like him. ”

Guan Lan nodded violently and put away the jade pendant. Floating back, an arrow shot out, piercing Yang Xibao's right leg. At the same time, shake your hands and shoot fireworks rockets. In a short time, Xu Biao and Xu Xiao led the remaining Lingyu disciples to arrive. Seeing Yang Xibao sitting in front of the tomb, Guan Lan stood coldly, and Xu Biao asked, "Lan ...... Senior Sister Guan, what's going on?"

Guan Lan said: "He went crazy for some reason, and came back with serious injuries. I shot him with an arrow and there was no response. Therefore, I will gather all my brothers and sisters. Murderous intent flashed in Xu Xiao's eyes: "It's his life that should be like this!Second brother, shoot with arrows!" Xu Biao nodded and was about to give an order. Guan Lan said: "When we were shooting in the grassland, we were still reluctant to spend more arrows on the seriously injured beasts. And why waste so many arrows on the dying man?"

Xu Xiaodao: "The enmity of the eldest brother, especially one arrow can be repaid?" Hearing him say that Xu Ge, who died because of Yang Xibao, Xu Biao gritted his teeth and did not hesitate: "Let go of the arrow!" Suddenly the arrows rained down and poured towards the man who was so seriously injured that he couldn't wake up.

Yang Xibao, who had only a slight trace of breath, twitched his fingertips, and the rain of arrows fell in front of him. "When death is on the verge of death, he still plays tricks!" Xu Biao said angrily, "Shoot him limbs!" Sure enough, it was Yang Xibao's power to return to the light, and this time he was powerless to resist, and his hands and feet were full of arrows.

Xu Biao stopped the same door who was still releasing arrows, pulled out his saber, and strode over: "This knife is called Cutting Tiger, I don't know how many heads of tigers have been cut." Cut off the head of your tiger today, and it will not dishonor you!" "Drink!" Yang Xibao, who was dying, suddenly shouted, his eyes wide with anger. The tiger-headed golden mace that fell to the side spun up and smashed into Xu Biao's top.

"Ah-" Seeing him "rise from the dead," the crowd was shocked. Xu Biao forgot to dodge and resist, and everyone forgot to support and respond. "Be careful!" suddenly a white shadow flashed, and a figure pushed Xu Biao to the side. "Bang!" Jin Gong fell to the ground with a bang, and the white shadow and Xu Biao were rushed away for several feet, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

"Brother Linghu!" Seeing that Linghu sacrificed his life to save him again, Xu Biao was inexplicably grateful. "Ahh In the midst of everyone's shocked gaze, he stood up, his feet and arms shook, and the arrows left in his body shot out.

"Get out of the way!" Xu Xiao and Guan Lan reacted the fastest and dodged. Still a step slower, one was hit in the right leg and the other was injured in the left shoulder. The rest of the disciples' martial arts, cultivation, and reaction were not as good as these two, and they were pierced through their bodies by the arrows of the long arrows they had just shot, and they were killed and injured.

"Go!" Yang Xibao was about to make another move, when a soft shout sounded from behind, and the long sword had passed through his body. "Yang Xibao, your life should be like this! I can't complain!" His voice had changed a little because of his pride, but he could still hear that the person who attacked him was the ethereal Fang Yuhong.

"Hahahaha......" Yang Xibao looked up to the sky and smiled, in his broken body, the depleted Nei Yuan was surging back to life due to the wound of a sword piercing his heart. "Go!" his feet paused, his strength suddenly increased, and the golden wedge swirled again. "Uh-" Fang Yuhong was really ruthless, although he was suddenly attacked by a strong wind, he vomited blood in his mouth. Still using the power of this impact, he pulled out the Ya Yu sword fiercely, and immediately blood spilled into the air.

"Kill!" Seeing this scene, Xu Biao waved the tiger cutting knife and rushed forward, wanting to cut off his head and sacrifice his brother with blood. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the range of Yang Xibao's body, a strong wind suddenly came, hitting him in the chest. Xu Biao was punched hard and fell to the ground. Seeing this, Xu Xiao raised his bow and used a hundred arrows to whirl and dance. However, although the hundred arrows are sharp, it is difficult to get close to Yang Xibao, and they have turned into powder.

"It's the strength of blood!" Guan Lan's expression froze. She has experienced more battles than the Xu family brothers, and she has seen the bloody strength of the people of the fine willow when they are seriously injured, or because of the broken queen, or because they lure the enemy into a heavy siege and it is difficult to survive. As long as there is still a drop of essence blood, it can emit endless wind. Within a zhang, everyone is broken.

The rest of the people had never seen it, but they had heard of it. Xu Xiao angrily retracted his bow: "It's really cheap for him!" Xu Biao saw a little opener, and took a few steps back away from Gangfeng's range: "Forget it." This is enough to comfort the spirit of the eldest brother in the sky!"

Guan Lan sighed secretly: Xu Biao and Xu Xiao were not wrong to avenge their eldest brother; but Xu Ge died because he failed to assassinate Yang Xibao, so what was wrong with Yang Xibao? And Xu Ge was hired by others, and the rules of the rivers and lakes were even more correct. So, what is wrong? Or is there no right or wrong in these rivers and lakes? Guan Lan couldn't understand Yang Xibao, who had fallen in the red dust of the rivers and lakes, could he ever understand?