At the same time, various terrifying roars were heard intermittently from the other two directions.

"Thou shalt not fight!"

Li Tong's expression was stunned, he didn't dare to stay again, he swung his gun to kill a bloody path, and continued to rush forward.

Thirty-five steps, forty steps, forty-five steps......

Although there were more and more ghosts coming from the siege as he went, and the evil aura in the dense fog was getting stronger and stronger, Li Tong's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, his fighting intent was soaring, and his blood was boiling.

The spear in his hand was seriously worn, and more than half of the gold paint on the surface of the gun body had fallen off, so Li Tong had to drum up his whole body's qi and blood, and rushed forward while killing.

In the last few steps, Li Tong jumped up like a dragon that overturned the river, the spear in his hand slid with the trend, and the end of the spear fell into Li Tong's palm.

Rumble!

A move of the waves crashed on the shore with a decisive momentum and crashed into the thick fog, and the ghosts below the high-level ghost soldiers were directly physically overpowered, but the surviving ghosts were also incomplete, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The terrifying force set off a monstrous wave, directly pushing the surrounding dense fog backwards two or three feet away.

Li Tong held a gun in one hand, pointed the tip of the gun to the ground, and greeted the highlight moment of his life with a proud face, and seemed to have some understanding of the artistic conception that Fang Yunchen said before.

Bite! Jingle bells! Bell!

But at this moment, there was a crisp horse bell in the distance, which was particularly abrupt in this strange fog.

"Ghost ...... Ghost Riders? ”

Li Tong frowned, and his first reaction was that he had heard it wrong.

But in the next second, even the sound of horses' hooves was extremely clear.

"Hell yes!"

Li Tong never dreamed that his highlight moment would come and go faster.

How did the ghost riders, who were originally only active in the deeper parts of the fog, suddenly run into this area?

If he was surrounded by these powerful guys, Li Tong knew that he would definitely be consumed to death.

So without saying a word, he turned his head and rushed in the direction he came.

This time, Li Tong was even more riveting, and the spear in his hand kept waving, breaking through the fog, and finally rushed out before the sound of horses' hooves quickly approached.

After rolling on the ground seven or eight times, it stopped retreating.

Li Tong raised his head, only to see four or five extremely tall figures faintly revealing in the dense fog, and he couldn't help but be a little happy.

Fortunately, he slipped away quickly, otherwise it would probably have become the peak moment of his life today, and he would never have been able to get out of this thick fog again.

After a while, Chen Donghe also looked embarrassed, rushed out of the dense fog, and after seeing that the pursuers behind him failed to chase out the dense fog, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person was lying on the ground on all fours, without any image at all.

And the bright Jin Wuyan Ling's robe on his body was full of black stains at this time, and the cuffs even had a big hole, which was enough to show how dangerous Chen Donghe's situation was just now.

After another moment, just when Li Tong and Chen Donghe were a little worried, Lin Changfeng finally staggered out of the thick fog.

At this time, Lin Daoke, who was already at the end of his crossbow, could no longer care about his cold image, and sat on the ground with his ass, panting heavily.

Except for the three Black Ling knives on his back, there was no trace of the other blades on his body.

Even the Yanling knife that he usually held in his arms seemed to be left in the thick fog.

After his breath stabilized, Li Tong was the first to report his record.

"Fifty-three steps!"

The tone is very proud, after all, he broke his previous record all of a sudden.

Not to be outdone, Chen Donghe said, "I'm fifty steps." ”

When Li Tong heard this, he immediately straightened his waist.

I don't want Chen Donghe to finish his words: "If it weren't for a few rounds of fierce battle with that ghost guard, sixty steps would definitely not be a problem!" ”

Ghost Guard!

Li Tong's expression immediately turned grim, and he selectively ignored the meaning of Chen Donghe's words.

It seems that something has happened in the thick fog, alarming these ghost guards who were originally only active in the depths.

Sure enough, I only heard Lin Changfeng follow slowly: "Fifty-eight steps...... Three Ghost Guards. ”

The style is still concise and to the point, but the meaning is obvious.

But then Lin Changfeng also expressed his judgment: "This dense fog has a problem......

After speaking, Lin Changfeng turned around and left, leaving Li Tong and Chen Donghe messy in the wind.

This guy actually survived from the encirclement and interception of the three ghost guards, it's just a game of life!

"He's a pervert."

Li Tong finally realized Chen Donghe's feelings, but Lin Changfeng was already very understanding, and this time with the help of the Black Ling Dao, it didn't seem strange to have such an achievement.

Chen Donghe also showed extreme toughness, stood up and shook off the dust on his body, and once again caught up with Lin Changfeng's figure.

In his eyes, the competition has just begun.

"That's right, today is just a warm-up, tomorrow Lao Tzu will pick you back a ghost guard to see!"

Li Tong shouldered the spear, and the fighting spirit in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

……

After the three of them returned to the camp, when they heard that Lord Fang seemed to be bedridden with a cold, they went back to prepare, planning to visit again tomorrow after the end of the war.

And Fang Yunchen slept directly in the afternoon, and then woke up leisurely.

Just as he was about to sit up from the bed, he heard a loud bang, and the bed board couldn't bear Fang Yunchen's weight and broke into two.

"Your Excellency!"

Yang Laoqi and Ge Minghui, who were in charge of guarding outside the big tent, hurriedly rushed in.

Ge Minghui was the rising star selected by Fang Yunchen from the young servants this time, and his talent was even higher than that of the Yang Laoqi trio at the beginning, and he soon stood out and became the key training object of Fang Yunchen's subordinates.

"It's fine, it's just that the bed board is broken."

Fang Yunchen waved his hand, signaling that he was fine.

When I stood up and moved a little, there was a crackling sound from the bones of my body.

Only then did Yang Laoqi and Ge Minghui notice that the Lord Fang in front of them seemed to be a little different from yesterday.

A ...... emanates from his body Heat?

However, after putting on the wide official uniform, Fang Yunchen regained his previous image of the Qingtian Lord who was upright and not jealous and hateful.

"Let's go, go out with the official to have a look!"

As soon as he walked out of the big tent, Fang Yunchen saw a dense fog shrunk in the distance, and he couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart.

"I'm going to clean you up tonight!"

Subsequently, Fang Yunchen took Yang Laoqi and Ge Minghui to inspect the temporary resettlement area.

After a period of construction, the resettlement area has begun to take shape, and most of the people have moved out of the shacks and into wooden houses that are said to have been made by Lord Fang.

Although it is simple, I don't know how many times stronger than the shack.

There is no need to worry about eating, as long as you work hard according to the assigned tasks, someone will naturally bring hot meals at a fixed time every day.

If you do it well, you can also get one or two pieces of cured meat, which is very moist.

Therefore, the temporary resettlement area in the population has now been renamed the Chengxi camp.