Chapter 11 The Demons Dance Wind and Rain Pavilion The General's Soul Died in Wulong Ridge

I don't know when, on the mountainside on the right side of the ancient road, there are hundreds of black-clothed masked people standing indifferently.

And in this ancient pavilion, there are also several people in black with silver smiling faces and masks. Dongfang Aoyu, who is also the leader of the Underworld Sect, is impressively listed.

In front of them, a white-clothed man with a purple-gold smiling face and mask stood out as if he stood out from the crowd.

And beside him, the person in purple with a golden smiling face and a purple face standing respectfully is the leader of the Underworld Sect!

Seeing that at the foot of the mountain, Wang Zhaojun, who was dancing the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, commanded the elite troops, and the guard Prince Song was about to break through the encirclement, and the white-clothed masked man was finally not calm.

"The Great Commander of the East, our hidden soldiers lurking in the civil have all poured out. You've repeatedly begged us to show up and cheer you on! Why is your Blood Alliance holding back?

Before, you kept saying that the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty was cunning, and you were afraid that he would lay some backhand in the army. Now that the elite of the Song army has been exhausted, they are obviously doing the last battle of trapped beasts at this moment.

What else do you have to say at this point? Hum! Now is the time for your Blood Pact Killers to show their might.

Go ahead! Zhao Yuanxi, the crown prince of the Song Dynasty, I want to see people in life and corpses in death, captured him, and handed him over to the Rakshasa Decree to refine into a living corpse puppet, then the grand cause of my Holy Sect to win the Central Plains and dominate the world is just around the corner! Quack quack.... ”

In the rampant laughter of the people in white, Dongfang Aoyu waved his big hand hard, and hundreds of black-clothed people in the middle of the mountain intercepted and killed the Great Song Breakthrough Corps like a tiger descending the mountain!

Seeing that a breakthrough was in sight and he was about to break out of the encirclement, Zhao Yuanxi began to show a trace of joy for the rest of his life.

However, a group of fierce black-clothed men like wolves and tigers suddenly leapt down from the mountain and intercepted in front of them, shattering his hope of escape again.

"The commander has an order, we are only responsible for intercepting and killing Zhao Yuanxi, the prince of the Song Dynasty, and you can put down your weapons and leave on your own, so that you can protect your life.

No~, there is no forgiveness for killing! ”

Among the men in black, several leaders secretly persuaded this elite breakout corps of the Great Song Dynasty!

"Fuck you! Wait for the rats, take your life! ”

Wang Zhaojun, who killed the red-eyed man, danced with a big knife in his hand with a monstrous momentum, like a sword light wind wheel, unstoppable to kill the man in black who spoke.

The rest of the soldiers were also not afraid of life and death and rushed to the black-clothed men.

"I want to die, hum! Perfect you! ”

Among the men in black, the fierce color in the eyes of the 'ghost' flashed, and he was about to perform a killer stunt on Wang Zhaojun and kill him.

"Eleventh brother, the commander has an order, not to be ruthless to this group of Song soldiers, he asked us to preserve our strength, only responsible for dragging them down, not letting them break through, and then waiting for the opportunity to move again."

In his ears, the voice of the Heavenly Evil Spirit, the head of the Thirteen Evils of the Blood Alliance, suddenly sounded.

"Understood!"

The ghost put away his murderous intent, and turned to use his mysterious body technique, entangled with Wang Zhaojun and fought together!

For a time, the two sides fell into a stalemate again.

Seeing that time passed little by little, the war was not over, and Prince Song was still under the strict protection of the Song army, and the man in the white mask finally became anxious:

"Hmph, what Blood Alliance Killer Group, what one of the three major killer organizations in the martial arts, it's just Er'er!

Hades, there are many dreams at night, don't wait, let's shoot! ”。

"Yes, Patriarch!"

The man in black beside the man in the white mask respectfully agreed, and a thundering arrow was released from his hand!

After an arrow burst into the sky, a thick cloud of black smoke burst out in mid-air, and in the dense forest, more than a thousand black-clothed people with ghostly howls and ghostly masks with blue fangs and grimaces appeared again, and all of them were dispatched!

"Hey, hey, hey...".

Like a black torrent, they quickly rushed into the battle circle! The two sides were originally in a stalemate state, and they were broken in an instant.

The elite corps of the Great Song Dynasty was finally outnumbered and began to fall into a situation of defeat and retreat, and the army could not be defeated!

"It's not good, we can't break through the official road from now on.

Quick, the enemy on the mountain road on the left is small, and we will protect the prince from breaking through from that side...".

Wang Zhaojun shouted, shook his sword to force back the demons, and took the lead in the ancient mountain road on the left!

Behind him, the eighteen blood spirit guards surrounded Zhao Yuanxi, following closely!

At the foot of the mountain is the few remaining Imperial Forest Guards.

They are fighting for their lives and deaths.

But the difference in numbers and martial arts made a brave and tragic good man of the Song army fall under the butcher's knife of the black-faced man with a black torrent of grimaces...!

In the rugged and narrow ancient road, dozens of people fled in panic.

But soon, everyone suddenly stopped at the same time, staring blankly ahead, and everyone looked desperate!

There is no road, there is no road ahead!

A horizontal mountain range, like a moat, towering in front of everyone!

Blocking everyone's way also shattered their last hope!

On the bare stone cliff on one side, I don't know who it is? How many years have passed since then, and there are several powerful ancient characters carved on it.

"Oolong! Oolong? , isn't this prince an oolong today? Hahaha! It seems that this is the burial place arranged by God for this prince!

That's it! God is destined to kill me, so what's the joy of life? What to ask for in death! Today, the prince is going to have a vigorous fight, and he will kill enough money quickly! ”

After Zhao Yuanxi laughed sadly, he immediately turned around, and his face was unusually calm.

He said slowly to the dozens of soldiers who had only followed:

"Soldiers, you have worked hard and done your best! Now, I command you, lay down your weapons and go out, so that you can live.

Or: You can use your skills to hide in the mountains to avoid disasters for a while.

You don't have to worry about me anymore. God wants to die in this place, Zhao Yuanxu is here, I will fulfill God's wish, and I am willing to suffer here!

Soldiers, go! ”

At this moment, Zhao Yuanxi really saw through the world's life and death, glory and wealth!

When a man is about to die, his heart is good, and his words are true!

He was really determined to die on the spot rather than be captured.

And at this moment, in the minds of all the soldiers, he is no longer just the future heir to the imperial power with a high and noble status!

He grows, he matures. He is qualified to be their monarch - the emperor to whom they will be loyal to death!

"His Royal Highness the Prince! Take care! ”

Wang Zhaojun didn't say much. Already with many serious injuries on his body and already exhausted, he raised the big knife again.

"Brothers, for the end of the Great Song Dynasty! For the better life of our loved ones! It's for the honor of our soldiers! Fight to the end! ”

No one spoke anymore, and their actions spoke for themselves.

At this moment, everyone is looking ahead, waiting for the enemy bandits who are getting closer and closer!

At this time, silence is better than sound, and the boy's blood is boiling at this time!

"Kill~!"

The grimace man in black finally came closer. Wang Zhaojun's big knife also slashed his head to meet it. The war between the two sides has started again!

Wang Zhaojun, who was brave and undiminished, turned dozens of heavy machetes in his hands into a constantly rotating wind wheel, and broke into the black-clothed crowd alone with his own strength, as unstoppable as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

After a few rounds of big knives, dozens of black-clothed corpses were left around him, successfully intimidating the enemy bandits away from him.

But he was also severely overdrawn. There were also several deep bone scars on the body. At the end of the crossbow, his big sword pointed upward, and with a sudden shock, the other end of the handle was inserted into the ground.

But seeing that he clutched the hilt of the knife with one hand, he was still standing! gasping for breath, a pair of tiger eyes still burst out with an angry and terrifying light.

But I heard him roar and shout loudly: "Come on~ Come on!" Fight with your grandfather Wang for another 300 rounds! ”

Eighteen Blood Spirit Guards, divided into ten people, fought against the hall master of the Ten Halls of the Netherworld Sect. The remaining eight Blood Spirit Guards are still loyally guarding His Royal Highness the Prince, desperately killing one after another who dares to approach the Crown Prince in black.

Zhao Yuanxi was also out of breath at the moment, he was holding a sword in both hands, and he didn't know how many black-clothed people he had killed, until his hands were numb and blood was splashed!

In addition to them, the dead guards of the Imperial Forest Army, who retreated with them to the front of Wulong Ridge, had already lost more than half.

Several more roars and screams were heard. But it was a royal forest army death guard, and after slashing the head of a man in black with a knife, he was struck by the long swords of two men in black before and after penetrating his body.

But he was angry with his eyes, and with one hand he thrust the long knife in his hand, penetrating his abdomen and piercing the heart of the black-clothed man behind him!

With his other hand, he grabbed the throat of the man in black in front of him, and even the trachea between the throat of the man's white flowers was pulled out of his neck!

The three of them hurt each other and relied on each other in this way, but their lives have been frozen forever!

No one cared to sigh at them, and everyone in the field was red-eyed.

More grimaces in black have been chased like a raging tide...!

Halfway up the Wulong Ridge, the man in white, the Hades King and his four protectors of height, shortness, fatness, and thinness, as well as the seven people of Dongfang Aoyu, have already flown to track here, watching the tragic battle under the mountain.

Behind the man in white:

"Great Commander of the East, your people are very useless! Why didn't any of them get here?

Hum! But what kind of leader there is, there are what kind of soldiers. What a bunch of waste! ”

Beside Dongfang Aoyu, the dwarf protector of the four protectors of the underworld sect took the opportunity to sarcastically suppress Dongfang Aoyu again.

But Dongfang Aoyu looked at the battle situation under the mountain and turned a deaf ear to him.

I saw several provocations and troubles, but they turned a blind eye to him. Annoyed and angry, he said in a yin voice:

"Stinky boy, do you think it's okay if you don't talk and pretend to be cowardly? I'm telling you, I won't let you and your sister go.

On that day, when your sister was on a mission in Zhangwazi Town, she killed my own brother by pretending to be a public servant. I must avenge this revenge! Do you know who I really am? I was chosen as the protector of the Sect, and in this Sect of the Underworld, the power can be said to be under one person and above ten thousand.

You brothers and sisters, you can't escape. Hehe, especially your sister, she is rumored to be beautiful, and I am going to make her mine..."!

"Really? If you want to die, I'll fulfill you now! ”

Dongfang Aoyu's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light, staring at this short protector, a low and cold voice, one by one, slowly sounding! At the same time, a piercing aura of slaughter also instantly locked the dwarf protector.

The dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch it will die, and his sister Dongfang Yanran is his reverse scales.

"You...? I...? ”

For a moment, the dwarf protector suddenly had an illusion in a trance: the opposite side of him was not Dongfang Aoyu, but a god of death. Or like a beast from ancient times! As long as he looks at him or blows a breath, he will be crushed in an instant!

This made him unknowingly, a cold sweat soaked through his clothes. It made him very uncomfortable!

This made him even more embarrassed.

Is this still the Dongfang Aoyu he knows? How could you be so useless? How could you suddenly be afraid of him?

"Dog offal, I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The dwarf protector shouted violently, and then held the golden Jiaojiao scissors in his hand and cut at Dongfang Aoyu's waist viciously.

"No! Be merciful to your subordinates.... ”

The dwarf protector's violent drinking naturally alarmed the Underworld Sect Master and the others.

They naturally knew the difference in martial arts between the two, so on the one hand, they called on Dongfang Aoyu's subordinates to show mercy, and on the other hand, they hurriedly stopped the two.

It's a pity that it was still a step too late, and a red light flashed behind Dongfang Aoyu, and there was a subtle red line in the throat of the short protector.

"You? Good sword.... ”

The dwarf protector covered his neck with one hand, his face full of unwillingness, horror and regret.

Before he fell, he finally struggled to burst out the only words he had ever praised Dongfang Aoyu in his life!

"Commander of the East! It turned out that the cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the Great Perfection of the Day After Tomorrow, so it was no wonder that no one dared to commit a forcible murder under our noses. Come, give him to me.... ”

Before the sect leader finished speaking, on the other side of the mountain, the sound of cannons, and the overwhelming roar of fighting resounded throughout the mountain, and it was even more terrifying...!

At the foot of the mountain, Wang Zhaojun held a big knife in his hand and raised it mechanically again. But he really didn't have the strength anymore. Before he had time to defend, more than a dozen fierce men in black had swords in their hands and mercilessly pierced his body.

But he still dropped the broadsword. A man in black was caught off guard and was split in half by a large knife that came down the way.

"Hula", with a fishy smell and red human internal organs, also poured to the ground!

Wang Zhaojun fell slowly.

His eyes were still looking at the crown prince Zhao Yuanxi under the stone wall. ——— though, the blood spirit guard beside the prince has also fallen by several places, and the prince is now in danger. But he was already powerless!

This famous general, who has made many immortal feats for the Great Song Dynasty, shed the last drop of blood for the Great Song Dynasty royal family, and will sleep forever under the Oolong Ridge!

"General Wang...!"

Seeing Wang Zhaojun die here, Zhao Yuanxi closed his eyes in pain.

Wang Zhaojun's death made him feel sad and heartbroken. The fighting spirit in my heart collapsed in an instant.

He gave up fighting and resisting, resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes, waiting for the last moment of his life...