The so-called dog jumps off the wall in a hurry, and the rabbit bites in a hurry.

Ye Daoren, who looked like a mouse, is now like a dog forced into a corner, and a rabbit surrounded by a railing.

"Humph! My Immortal Sect is a decent family issued by the imperial court, you and other corrupt officials are just trying to loot my Immortal Sect in the name of catching thieves, but my Immortal Sect is not a soft persimmon, let you take care of it! ”

Ye Daoren's face sank, and then he rushed behind him and released an arrow, and at the same time drew the sword at his waist.

It is better to fight the fish and fight the net than to catch it with your hands tied.

Ye Dao thought in his heart, first repelled these officials and soldiers, and then rolled up all kinds of treasures and money, and went to Mobei or Southeast to still re-establish the foundation, and if it was copied by the government, it would be really empty.

"Humph! Don't talk nonsense! The court arrest warrant is here, and your disobedience is like rebellion, and it is a big crime to punish the nine clans! Stealing is not a crime of confiscation, I hope you will wait for a good life to think! ”

Lord Chen watched Ye Daoren pull out his sword, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, he didn't expect that such a Jianghu martial artist would dare to commit the great crime of rebellion.

Well, there are quite a few evil sects on the rivers and lakes that are not subject to the constraints of the imperial court.

Of course, there are shoes to wear who want to go barefoot.

When the disciples of the Immortal Sect heard Lord Chen's shout, those who had families had already dropped their weapons.

Ye Daoren angrily reprimanded, "Such corrupt officials and corrupt officials came to loot my Immortal Sect, how could they leave a living mouth, and if you believe him, it is tantamount to asking for your own death." ”

Sure enough, some of those who had dropped their weapons picked them up again.

Feng Rui hid behind two hundred soldiers and glanced straight at his mouth.

These two sentences of this rat Taoist are IQ online again.

Listen, there is reason and evidence, and there are strong words if you are unreasonable, and the anti-corruption Lord Chen and the official soldiers will be corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and this big hat is a few points stronger than the rebounds of basketball star Andre.

It's just that if you really want to fight, where should you hide?

Feng Rui looked as if he was really about to make a move, and he was a little worried, looking around for cover.

According to Feng Rui's original plan, it was just to ask the government to restrain Ye Daoren, so that the black-clothed female thief and the little sister could steal the Taisu Divine Needle.

Feng Rui didn't expect Ye Daoren to be so tough!

"Up! Those who dare to resist will live or die! ”

Lord Chen was also angry and jumped to his feet, and under him, there were such people who disregarded the law and discipline.

Lord Chen retreated behind the two hundred soldiers, and at the same time ordered the officers and soldiers to rush forward.

The battle was really a touch.

The soldiers rushed to the disciples of the Changsheng Sect of the Mountain Gate, and the soldiers set up an offensive formation under the command of the two hundred households.

The head of the Immortal Sect, Ye Dao, and the Elder Mu Daoren, also drew their long swords and led their disciples against the people of the imperial court.

Zhou Wuji looked at the people who were fighting, and his blood was boiling, and he lifted a wooden stick with a thick wrist and was about to step forward.

"Don't be impulsive! Forget what you said when you came, stay by my side and protect me. ”

Feng Rui slapped Zhou Wuji's blood.

The soldiers in front of him rushed to the foot of the mountain gate of the Immortal Sect, and Feng Rui stopped, but he would not rush forward with him.

Didn't you see what the real guns were doing in front of you, this is a little more dangerous than the movie.

Look, it's really bleeding.

Although Feng Rui didn't faint blood, watching hundreds of people fighting together, the little heart was really unacceptable for a while.

If it weren't for the fact that his legs were already weak, Feng Rui would have already pulled out his legs and ran.

Although Lord Chen is a civil official, he is still calm in the face of fighting.

Seeing that the battle situation was not progressing, Lord Chen frowned, and took out a token from his chest and put it on the herald beside him.

"Hold my festival talisman, hurry up the horse, and quickly go to the barracks to transfer troops! Adjust the speed of the god machine battalion! ”

Right! Shake people!

The sharp hand covering his eyes slowly opened his fingers.

There is a process for everything.

Feng Rui gradually became a little acceptable to the fight in front of him, but there was still some repetition in his stomach.

The Immortal Sect came down from the mountain gate with more than a hundred disciples.

On the side of the imperial court, there are thirty or fifty people who are quick to catch the officials, although there are still two hundred soldiers with guns and spears, but it is difficult to attack the Immortal Sect.

Feng Rui, the mastermind of this fight, secretly glanced at Danxia Peak in the distance.

Thinking that the immortal faction on Danxia Peak should be empty and uninhabited, I hope that the little sister and the female thief in black can succeed as soon as possible.

For the safety of the little sister and the female thief in black, Feng Rui could only say sorry to the officials and big brothers in Yongjia County.

Hey! Let's fight!

The longer you play, the better!

In the blink of an eye, it had been two quarters of an hour.

The mountain breeze blows, bringing with it the smell of rust.

Not to mention the rivers of blood flowing under the mountain gate of the Immortal Sect, there was also dirty blood and the moans and wails that fell on the dirty blood everywhere.

Feng Rui couldn't help but step back again.

This fight is much more fierce than the two gangs of horses in the Black Society, because at this time, both sides will have some fists and kicks.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect all used swords, and when they stabbed through with a sword, they were as fast as a flash.

Feng Rui couldn't help frowning, because this sword technique still looked a little familiar.

Looking at Ye Dao and Mu Dao people, these two are really masters of the rivers and lakes.

But seeing that the long sword in the hands of Ye Dao and Mu Dao was faintly scattered, reflecting a faint golden light through the morning sun, faintly attached to the long sword.

Zhou Wujian said that it was the internal power of the Ye Dao people and the Mu Dao people who leaked out of the moves, and they were about to reach the level of top masters.

The officials who rushed up to catch the soldiers and generals, Ye Dao and Mu Dao people did not pay attention to them at all.

A sword slashes horizontally, there is really a sword vertical and horizontal, a sword pierces out, such as the tip of ten swords and a hundred swords, a sword slashes obliquely, and cuts out a white light like a touch of moonlight.

The officials and generals were injured and killed, and the Immortal Sect quickly stabilized its position.

Well, this is a martial arts world with mysterious internal power.

"Taizu Long Fist!"

Zhou Wuzhi watched it with relish.

Looking at the whirring wind of catching fast and punching with both fists, he also followed along to learn two tricks.

It turns out that the fast catchers who often come to drink don't brag, and they really know a few martial arts.

"Slashing Knife Technique"

Zhou Wuji saw the two hundred households waving heavy long knives again, and they also lifted the wooden stick to imitate, and almost drew it to Feng Rui.

At this time, the two hundred households faced Ye Dao and Mu Dao.

Although the two hundred households were born in the military, they also honed their martial arts in the army.

However, the fighting on the battlefield is still a little different from the fighting in the rivers and lakes.

In this one-on-one fight, the two hundred households obviously fell behind.

Ding Ding Ding!

After a collision, a hundred households were stabbed back by Ye Daoren's sword, although he used a long knife to protect the vital point, but he also left a few holes in his body, and lost his combat effectiveness for a while.

Sting!

With a muffled snort, another hundred households were beheaded by the wooden road people, and they flew out directly, even the armor on their bodies was also torn, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Humph! The reckless men of the army are not our opponents? ”

The wooden man flicked his long sword and shook off the blood on the sword.

Ye Daoren flicked the tip of his sword and came at Lord Chen.

"Hey, hey, even if you don't want this Daoist to be better, this Daoist won't make you feel better."

Ye Daoren stabbed Lord Chen with a sword.

Feng Rui couldn't take care of Lord Chen at this time, because the Mu Dao people didn't help the disciples of the Immortal Sect, but instead walked towards him and Zhou Wuji with his sword.

"Is this a soft persimmon?"

Sharply pulled Zhou Wuzhi straight back, and scolded Mu Dao people in his heart for being inhumane.

You see that many of the disciples of the Immortal Sect under the mountain gate have fallen down, and as an elder of the sect, if you don't save them, what is it to find your two passers-by.

Feng Rui is even more regretful.

Don't look at the excitement! If you run early, you'll be fine!

"I don't know if you two are done with one hundred taels, if not, you can only ask your family to burn it to you and go underground to consume."

Mu Daoren looked at Feng Rui and Zhou Wuji with a sneer.

"A hundred taels? What one hundred taels? ”

Feng Rui didn't understand what the Mudao people were doing with a hundred taels?

A hundred taels?

I have indeed seen a hundred taels, which is the reward of the embroidery thief.

But what does this have to do with the Immortal Sect and the Mudao people, does the Mudao people want the one hundred taels?

"What a hundred taels, you will understand when you go to the underworld and see the king of Hades."

The wooden man smiled grimly, and when he lifted his sword, he slashed at the moonlight.

Aren't the bad guys talking a lot?

I asked like this, why didn't the Mudao people say a few words.

Feng Rui's heart was full of complaints.

Zhou Wuzhi snorted secretly, he had already urged the stinky dirt skill to the extreme, and then held a wooden stick to meet the sword.

But the stick could not hold back the sword.

A white light, cut in two.

The white light did not decrease, and it was still slashed towards Zhou Wu.

"Ahh

Zhou Wuzhi burst into a shout, and took the sword with his flesh and blood.

Blood splattered on Sharp Sharp's face.

Feng Rui only felt that his scalp was numb, and there was only one thought in his heart, Zhou Wuji was cut, and the injury was not serious...

The sharp little heart seems to be pinched by someone and can't beat anymore.

Who will save us?

Who's going to save us!

This was the next thought in Feng Rui's heart.

Although Feng Rui is a thirty-year-old man, he has never experienced fighting.

This is different from being held with a knife on the neck, and it is mostly a threat to hold the knife on the neck, but this sword is really a blood and death slash.

Thigh?

The meditation master of Shogetsu-an!

This was the third thought in Feng Rui's heart, praying that the meditation master of Songyue'an, who was maintaining his thigh, would come and save him quickly.

It's just that the female thief in black seems to have said that the meditation master is too unspeakable and won't make too many moves.

Could it be that the meditation master is also the same as the sloppy old man, and he is unreliable at critical moments!

Zhou Wuji staggered back a few steps.

Feng Rui didn't care about thinking so much, and protected it under his body.

As for life and death?

Now I can't change anything if I think about it more, I just hate that I don't practice actively.

If you can survive this time, you must practice hard, Feng Rui secretly swore in his heart.

The tip of the hundred-point sword was about to stab Lord Chen.

Lord Chen was also pale with fright.

A sword light was about to slash through the sharp back.

Feng Rui hugged Zhou Wu as if he was stiff.

"You dare!"

With an angry shout, the iron claw thorn of the little black catcher stopped the sword light that slashed towards the edge.

"Bold!"

On the other side, a big man who was also wearing head-catching clothes knocked Ye Daoren back with a punch.

"Six Doors Hunt Boundless?"

Ye Daoren looked coldly at the two head catchers, the martial arts of these two people are not fists and embroidered legs.

"Brother Xiaofeng, are you okay? How did you get here? ”

Xiao Hei Catcher seems that his martial arts are really not weak, and he saved Feng Rui with one punch.

Sharp slowly came back to his senses.

I almost died again, this fight and kill is really too dangerous!

Then I complained in my heart about the little black catcher, can you not be so bloody, it's okay to appear when people are about to die, you can die a minute earlier!