However, after such a series of attacks, the wound on Fang Ling's back was also pulled to the point of blood, he gritted his teeth to suppress the pain, and said to Lu Bei: "Can you still hold on?"

Lu Bei supported the ground with one hand, took a breath and said, "No problem." ”

The two rushed towards Zheng Lan at the same time, Zheng Lan was in a fierce battle at this time, he stabbed a sword on Dong Canghai's sword, took advantage of the situation to retreat a few feet, his eyes fell on the corpse in the canyon, and asked coldly: "Who are you who dare to have the idea of our thirteen murderers?"

Fang Ling didn't answer, just waved his hand slightly, and said with a murderous wit: "Kill!"

As soon as these words fell, he took the lead in rushing out, Zheng Lan snorted coldly, and the soft sword snaked like a spiritual snake, as if it had turned into more than a dozen soft swords, making people wonder which sword was real.

Fang Ling let out a deep sigh, and the knife was with him, but before he could get close to Zheng Lan, he was hit by a sword in the shoulder, and at this moment, Dong Canghai and Lu Bei had also besieged him.

Zheng Lan's strength made Fang Ling once again experience the strength of the master of the Melting Qi Realm, even if the three of them besieged, he never fell to the downside, and he also stabbed wounds on the three of them again and again.

However, the three of Fang Ling are not ordinary characters, and the tacit understanding of the three of them is even more extraordinary, as long as Dong Canghai creates an opportunity, Fang Ling and Lu Bei will perform a continuous killing move, so Zheng Lan's injuries are getting more and more serious.

Moreover, Fang Ling's fire pattern beast horn was shattered into two under the continuous slashing of its soft sword, which suddenly reduced Zheng Lan's threat to the three of them, and was finally slashed by Lu Bei's palm and died under Dong Canghai's knife.

Zheng Lan fell to the ground with wide eyes, never dreaming that there would be a day when he would die in front of his own house.

Corpses lay in the valley, and the thick smell of blood blew far away in the desolate valley floor.

The three of Fang Ling didn't even have time to breathe, they hurriedly ran to the mountain pass, moved the boulder to both sides, at this time, the soldiers were also bandaged, and took the pill developed by Chen Mou, although it was only a small one, it could replenish physical strength and help the wound heal, which could be said to be the best medicine that could only be used by palace guards.

Everyone took out all the tributes from the carriage, and each of them carried one or two on his back.

Everyone just started to march in the direction of Blackwood City, although after this battle, everyone looked exhausted, but this was not the time to rest, because once the bandits notified the remaining thirteen murderers in Shicheng County, they would quickly rush here and rush to Blackwood City at the same time.

And in order for Ma Hongtu and the others to be captured, these tributes must appear, so that the evidence is ironclad, so everyone must rush back to Blackwood City before the thirteen murderers.

Fortunately, Fang Ling had already prepared the horses before coming, and after everyone got on the horses, they endured the pain caused by the wound and headed in the direction of Blackwood City.

When they were about to arrive at Blackwood City, the two sides divided into two routes, and the wounded soldiers rushed to the forest outside the city, ready to meet the soldiers of the three counties.

Fang Ling and Dong Canghai, plus Hao Tieniu and others, who were not very seriously injured, entered Heimu City with tributes, and at this time, just after dawn, Fang Ling and a few people took advantage of the time when there were few people, and hid all those tributes in the carriage of Ma Hongtu and others, and then returned to the inn.