Wu Feng saw more than a dozen jackdaws screaming sharply, flapping their wings, and besieging Mengqiwu.

Meng Qiwu saw that Wu Feng had forced behind her, and had to turn around to resist, but at this moment, there were a lot of jackdaws flying towards her, and they all rushed towards her body.

Wu Feng was shocked, endured the breath in his chest, rose up in the circle, and swept towards the group of jackdaws with his sword.

For a while, the force was too strong, and a mouthful of blood squirted from his chest to his mouth, but Wu Feng swallowed them all again, and gently licked the blood marks on his lips with his tongue while taking out his sword.

Meng Qiwu was hit in the leg by a jackdaw's claw, and let out a coquettish cry, only then did the ribbon in his hand turn back and kill the jackdaw.

At the place where the red sword in Wu Feng's hand was agitated, the jackdaws were not afraid, and directly pressed towards Jian Feng, wanting to rely on the powerful impact force to knock Wu Feng's weapon away, making Wu Feng lose the power to resist.

The powerful impact force struck from all directions of the long sword, shaking the red sword in Wu Feng's hand and trembling, and Wu Feng was forced to take a few steps back.

Seeing that Yumeki Dance was about to be overwhelmed by a large field of jackdaws......

Wu Feng's heart ached, but he knew that panic and grief could not change anything. Only in the continuation of the battle, look for opportunities to solve the crisis.

The monks of the Bone Refining Realm are actually able to fight against the jackdaw group, but now there are too many jackdaws attacking Mengqiwu.

At this moment, Wu Feng found that the group of jackdaws attacking his red sword suddenly flew away when he stimulated his true qi to gush out.

There was a faint emotion in their eyes.

Fear.

Wu Feng suddenly reacted.

When this sword was cast, it was mixed with fire essence extracted from lava, and Wu Feng's true qi also had a little flame attribute.

Jackdaws are afraid of fire!

Wu Feng immediately stimulated his true qi, causing the air flow to swirl around the sword, and at that moment, the red mangs were magnificent, like a long rainbow agitating, towards the jackdaws besieging Mengqi Dance.

The jackdaws suddenly scattered, and after a while they gathered.

Meng Qiwu was pecked by a jackdaw in the neck and legs, and blood flowed.

But she had fully reacted, dancing with a silk ribbon, only defending and not attacking, protecting her whole body.

However, although Ayashiroshi can attack in all directions, there are still dead spots in her back. Seeing this, Wu Feng immediately flew up and faced her back.

Meng Qiwu felt Wu Feng's body temperature, and immediately pressed her delicate body over.

The two buttocks touched, and the soft feeling made Wu Feng's face hot and his heart beat slightly.

Now, though, is not the time to think about it.

Wu Feng's sword momentum also fanned out, forming a semicircle with the streamers of Mengqi Dance. The combination of the two semi-circles creates a complete circle, forming an effective protection.

In this way, the jackdaws are forced out of the protective circle, and it is difficult to attack.

The disciples who had caught and fought each other before, seeing Wu Feng and Meng Qiwu joining forces to fight against the jackdaw, they also formed a protective circle in pairs at the moment.

But this is not the cure after all.

The only ones who can quickly kill jackdaws are the elders in the valley, and ordinary disciples can only barely protect themselves. And there are too many jackdaws, one by one is not afraid of death, one after the other, and it will never be possible to clean it up for a while.

"Ignition!" others shouted at the Jackdaw's fear of fire.

But in such a chaotic situation, it is impossible to hastily light a large number of fires.

The disciples were fleeing to the clusters of houses in all directions of the square, not knowing who had set fire to a thatched pile next to a house.

In autumn, the air was dry, and the flames rushed up with a thud, setting the eaves on fire.

The jackdaws hissed miserably and flew away. It seems that fear of fire is indeed their only weakness.

There were constantly fires being lit all over the Forgotten Sorrow Valley, and the burning sound of peeling pecks and the frightened shouts of the disciples of the Forgotten Sorrow Valley were mixed together.

In one direction, the screams were particularly poignant and continuous.

Seeing the flames rising, Wu Feng's heart sank suddenly.

He had thought of the idea of igniting a fire at first, but he didn't say it right away, because he had a hunch that if he did, something bad would happen.

However, with the current plan, although the burning of the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows will lead to serious damage to the house, at least it can save the lives of the disciples, and it is also a last resort.

Houses were engulfed in flames, and the jackdaws finally couldn't bear the heat everywhere and rushed to the sky.

They converged into a torrent of ice dragons, retreating from the Valley of Forgotten Worries to continue their devastating migration.

This Jackdaw Raid is finally over. The disciples of the Valley of Forgotten Sorrow who had lived for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe breathed a sigh of relief, and many of the injured had the heart to cover their wounds and scream.

Seeing them leaving, the elders took action one after another, using strong true qi to collapse the burning houses and order the disciples to carry water to extinguish the fire.

There were not many disciples who died, that is, seven or eight disciples whose cultivation was not high. However, the number of injured reached nearly 100, of whom more than 20 were seriously injured, and were immediately sent to the pharmacy for treatment, and one or two of them were burned by the fire.

Xiao Yangge, who heard the news, rushed from his residence to preside over the aftermath.

"Count the number of casualties and count the losses. Xiao Yangge stroked the short mustache under his chin and ordered.

Soon after, an exclamation suddenly sounded.

"Leaf ...... Grand Elder Ye Zhongnan...... Killed!"

When the news came out, almost everyone who heard it was overwhelmed.

Ye Zhongnan is the chief elder of the Valley of Forgotten Sorrows, and he is also Xiao Yange's uncle. Because the battle of Yang Qi's destruction of the Great Wei forty years ago also affected the Valley of Forgetting Sorrow at that time, the people of that generation suffered heavy casualties in the war, and in the past forty years, many people died because of the failure to rush through the pass, vomiting blood or exploding, and now there are very few left.

Martial arts are like climbing a peak, and the higher you go, the more difficult and dangerous it becomes.

It is rumored that before Xiao Yangge's master died, he planned to pass the position to Ye Zhongnan, but Xiao Yangge didn't know what means to use, and he was able to take over the position of the valley lord only after receiving an edict from the main hall.

Ye Zhongnan's cultivation is unfathomable in the eyes of the younger generation of disciples in Forget Worry Valley.

Undoubtedly, there was no way that the jackdaw could kill him. It could only be that someone took advantage of the chaos and killed him!

A group of people rushed to the scene of the crime, which was the interior of a garden, hidden by several rockeries, and was an excellent place to commit the crime.

In the previous Jackdaw Tribulation, the most poignant cry was made from this, because Ye Zhongnan's skill was extremely deep, so it also spread far and wide, but because of the Jackdaw Rebellion, everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, how could they think that it was the Chief Great Elder calling?

Ye Zhongnan died on his back by the pond, his chest was dug open, his heart was crushed and bloody, and there were several other wounds on his body.

His face showed an incredulous, unbelievable look, and his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't blink a blind eye.

The grass and trees and boulders on the side have collapsed, and the bluestones paved by the pond have been shattered into patches of fine sand, obviously, there was a fierce battle here.