An incomparably sharp sword light bloomed in the middle of the group of desolate wolf warriors, a square circumference, and the sword blade passed, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, like a blooming blood-colored lotus.

The fallen samurai did not even understand to their deaths how the enemy had managed to get behind them, apparently hiding in the smoke.

Jiang Xiaoshu slowly retracted the Langshu Sword from its scabbard, took off the helmet of the Desolate Wolf Warrior, and pulled out a soft whip from his waist.

A strange wind blew, and the strong smell of blood wafted in, and the remaining few desolate wolf warriors with their backs seemed to sense something, and turned their heads one after another—

Stepping on the fragmented bodies of his companions, the man walked slowly step by step, his left arm hanging down softly, but he ignored it indifferently, and even the crossbow arrow on his shoulder was not taken out...... The stirring wind mixed with smoke and dust blew away his long hair, obscuring his countenance and his expression...... The soft whip in his hand fluttered, and it flew like a ghost.

Others swept through the air, the soft whip also swam quickly with the person on the ground, it was a startling snake into the grass, and when he landed in front of the first enemy, the warrior did not have time to lift the knife, and was wrapped around the neck by the soft whip that came out of the ground, Jiang Xiaoshu pulled his hand, and then knocked the enemy down, and then raised his leg and hit a powerful positive kick, with a click, hitting the enemy's face, the opponent's facial bone was shattered, and he saw that he was not alive.

Jiang Xiaoshu shook his long whip, letting the dead enemy fall, and he said coldly:

"Who speaks Zhongyuan?"

"W-What?" As soon as a younger warrior spoke his mouth, a sword light flew like a streamer, pinning him to the wall behind him.

"Ahh

"If you want to die, just applaud."

He bowed his head in pain, and the sharp sword pierced through his lute, pinning himself firmly, and although the pain was severe, it was not fatal for a while.

Looking up again, Jiang Xiaoshu had already rushed towards his companion with a soft whip.

In the smoke and dust, Jiang Xiaoshu's figure flew up, retreating freely in the fierce enemy, coming and going like electricity, as if a ghostly shot, exquisite moves emerged in endlessly, each time it could leave a lot of scars on the enemy's body, and within a moment, the opponents were already drenched in blood.

When the fight reached the hearty place, Jiang Xiaoshu suddenly froze, a horse step was stuck and motionless like a mountain, the soft whip in his hand poked out like a spear, and the flexible whip body was stimulated by the internal force to straighten, and the gun was whipped to the gun, a dignified "Dingjun Gun", which penetrated the chest of the enemy in front alive.

But this whimsical move was caught flawed - the warrior who was hit roared, grabbed the soft whip with both hands, and even circled his arm.

Jiang Xiaoshu made a "flow" in marksmanship, and the stirring internal force immediately shattered the samurai's viscera, but this samurai was extremely strong, even if he died, he still firmly grasped the soft whip.

Seeing this, the rest of the warriors immediately grabbed the soft whip that had made them suffer countless hardships, and several of them pulled it hard, and with a "wave", the soft whip had been broken from it.

The rest of the warriors cheered in unison - Jiang Xiaoshu's saber was nailed to the wall, and now that the soft whip had been destroyed, wasn't it defenseless and impossible to resist?

They immediately raised their knives to kill Jiang Xiaoshu, Jiang Xiaoshu seemed to be frightened, and stood still.

No one noticed that Jiang Xiaoshu's toes had pressed against a long knife left on the ground.

The knife of the enemy who rushed to the front slashed vertically, Jiang Xiaoshu turned sideways, and the blade slashed against the tip of his nose, and then he picked it on his toes, and a long knife flew up in the air, he caught the long knife, and the subtle "willow and dark flowers" in the "willow knife method", the blade flashed like lightning, and he slashed four times in a vertical leap, and the four enemies fell in response.

Jiang Xiaoshu changed the number of ways again, the long knife moves were exquisite, light as the wind, and the essence of the willow knife technique was exhausted, as if it had been hard work for several years, if it was in the embers here, I am afraid that my jaw would drop in shock.

Where can the remaining Wolf Samurai parry? Under the long knife flowing elegantly, they fell one after another, and within a stick of incense, Jiang Xiaoshu cleanly cut off the head of the last enemy.

Dropping the long knife, Jiang Xiaoshu flashed in front of the samurai nailed to the wall, without half a word of nonsense, he held the hilt of the sword and twisted it gently, and the young samurai's pipa bone was pulled, and he screamed in pain like killing a pig.

"Who was sent to deal with her?" The voice came from the young samurai's ears:

"You only have one chance, and if you say it wrong, you will lose your life."

The young warrior looked up, and for the first time he could see the faces of the people who came—the foxy eyes were full of coldness and anger.

…………

With the loud bang of the ironsmith, Sheng Yu Ember and the enemy invariably killed each other.

Sheng Yu Ember jumped towards the enemy formation suddenly, only to see that his left hand fist was powerful, and the long knife in his right hand was exquisite, and then it was entangled with flames, which was really amazing, like a wolf and a tiger.

Caught in the enemy's ranks, Sheng Yu Ember became more and more courageous, and as soon as a knife slashed at his arm, he let out a loud cry and shook the blade, and then punched the enemy's chest into a dent.

In the oblique stab, a vicious three-section stick swept towards Sheng Yu's ankle, he flew up, not only dodged the attack, but also used the mandarin duck chain foot, after a dense and heavy sound, the three-section stick enemy had broken seventeen twenty-eight ribs, and the whole person fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Sheng Yu Ember kicked the enemy to death, the person was still in the air, but it was like having eyes in the back, the blade in his hand waved back, swinging a long sword, as soon as he landed, Sheng Yu Ember went up, a rush to attack, while the opponent was tired of parrying, Sheng Yu Ember stretched out his foot and hooked, the opponent looked up to the sky and fell, Sheng Yu Ember raised his hand, the sharp Yanling knife penetrated the enemy's chest, and the splashed blood fell on the burning blade, stirring up a string of green miserable flames.

Sheng Yu Ember gathered enough strength, and turned back to be an unpretentious horizontal slash, but the lamp oil on the body of the knife splashed, and he cut out a curtain of fire, and the enemy who was close behind him was caught off guard by this move, and the hair and clothes immediately burst into flames, and before they could fight the flames, Sheng Yu Ember's ensuing attacks had already taken their lives......

Strange to say, after seeing the light, the difficult opponent seems to be a lot weaker, and even the reaction is much slower.

However, Sheng Yushen did not have time to think carefully, he carried a fire knife in the enemy, domineering, like a fierce tiger, in the dark iron factory, only this fire tiger opened its teeth and claws, rushed and moved.

On the dark walls of the ironworks, the firelight flickered and flickered, and after each flicker, a corpse would limply fall.

In a few moments, there was only one enemy left in front of Sheng Yushen's eyes—he was the one who had guarded the sack before.

Sheng Yushen dragged the knife step by step, and the sound of Gegege aroused the fear in this man's heart even more, and finally, when Sheng Yushen walked to a zhang inside, he couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out with a scream.

It turned out to be a cowardly minion.

But how can he be allowed to escape easily in the embers? Sheng Yu Ember jumped and lifted the knife, and the minion almost sent his throat to the knife, the man was so shocked that he changed his position, but the knife that was Sheng Yu Ember was like an appendage, no matter how he escaped, rolled over, or somersaulted, the next moment, the blade would cross his throat...... After his last escape, Sheng Yu Ember sent him a wrist swoop, forcing him to take a few steps back, and Sheng Yu Ember stood in the doorway, blocking him.

After a moment of hesitation, the minion fell to his knees with a thud.

"What is this?" Sheng Yu Ash pointed his knife at the top of this person's head:

"You want to leave a last word?"

"Uncle spare my life, I'm ...... I can tell you what you want to know......" The minions plop down.

"Meaningless last words." Sheng Yu Ember was unmoved, and gave his wrist away, but after the other party said the next sentence, he suddenly stopped.

"Uncle, I know about Wang Tie, I can tell you, let me go, let ......me go," the minion couldn't stop pleading, so Sheng Yu Yan asked:

"Tell me about Wang Tie."

"I don't know the specifics...... Slowly, slowly! Don't do it, uncle, I and our leader have clues on me, and I can find them for you. ”

Sheng Yu Shen raised his knife, faintly illuminating the surrounding area:

"Which one is your leader?"

The minion raised his hand tremblingly and pointed behind Sheng Yu:

"The ...... Behind You"

"There was only a gate behind me, no body." Sheng Yu Ash interrupted him coldly:

"If you dare to think about running away, you won't have a chance to speak."

"Yes, yes...... The corpse of our leader is in the southwest corner, the one with the dagger. Seeing that Sheng Yu Ember was not fooled, the minion was busy and knocked his head a few times, but fortunately, Sheng Yu Ember didn't seem to have any trouble with him.

Sheng Yu Ember glanced at the southwest corner, and the leader of the minions was the one who made the dagger hurt him, Sheng Yu Ember chin a little:

"Go move here."

"Yes, the villain will be ...... Oops," the minion struggled to get up, but halfway up, his calves trembled like chaff, and he fell back again, and said to Sheng Yu Ember with a bitter face:

"Uncle, you are so majestic, the villain is so frightened that his legs are weak, can you help the villain?"

"What a spineless thing." Sheng Yu said secretly in his heart, but he still stretched out his left hand to this minion.

But as soon as the two of them held their hands, Sheng Yu Ember felt a tingling pain in his palm, he secretly said that it was not good, looked down, and saw that this minion's face was full of excitement and ruthlessness.

Before Sheng Yu Ember made a move, this person attacked again, lowered his head, launched a crossbow on his back, and took Sheng Yu Ash's eyeballs, Sheng Yu Ash's left hand struggled, and he had thrown off the opponent's hand, and then rolled to the side to avoid the eyeballs, but the crossbow arrow still grazed the ear, leaving a scar.

Sheng Yu Ember didn't expect the other party to deliberately show weakness, lure himself with intelligence, and then suddenly attack himself, if he didn't see the opportunity quickly, he was afraid that he would have fallen into the way. With a rage in his heart, a "carp fight" got up and was about to step forward to fight, but the dantian was inexplicably empty, and couldn't help but stumble, and used a knife to prop up on the ground, so that he barely fell.

At this moment, the lamp oil on the blade of the knife burned out with a "snort", and the entire ironwork was once again in darkness.

"Boy—" The opponent was now hidden in the darkness, and a loud laugh came:

"Hahahaha...... Got it? This is my unique poison 'insensitivity', hmph, is your left arm no longer moving? The right side of your face is also starting to itch? After a cup of tea, you'll be unable to move, and you'll die of a tingling itch......"

Sheng Yu Ember immediately raised his left hand, ignoring the enemy's side, sucked out the venom in it, and waited until he took a few sips, and then the man said sadly:

"Boy, you can move fast enough, but unfortunately, as long as you have been poisoned, no matter how you suck it, it will not help, but will accelerate the spread of the toxin...... Hahahaha, boy, you have good martial arts, but when you meet me, you can only ...... Uhh ”

His voice stopped abruptly, Sheng Yushen's strong palm stuck his neck, lifting him up, he panicked, and his right foot struck "Jiaolong out of the hole", and kicked Sheng Yushen's heart socket, but as soon as he moved his legs, Sheng Yushen had stomped on the surface of his feet and stepped on his toes.

Sheng Yuyan listened to the argument in the dark, and captured this strong enemy as soon as he made a move.

Through Fang Cai's sneak attack, Sheng Yushen already knew that among this group of people, the person who looked like a little minion in front of him was the most difficult character to deal with, and it was very likely to be the real "leader", Sheng Yushen gasped a little:

"The antidote and Wang Tie's news to me...... I'll let you go. ”

"Hahaha......" The other party's rampant laughter sounded, Sheng Yuyan's palm tightened, causing the other party to cough again and again, but the other party still laughed unscrupulously:

"Hahaha...... Ahem, such a naïve boy, my poison is against a mortal enemy, so why bother with an antidote? Ahem, as for Wang Tie, hahaha, you will naturally see him after a cup of tea......"

Sheng Yuyan's palm tightened suddenly, almost squeezing the other party's trachea:

"That dead man is not Wang Tie."

"Huh?" The other party didn't seem to think that Sheng Yuyan had discovered the truth, so he moved his head, and after Sheng Yushen relaxed a little, he said:

"The real, real Wang Tie is in ......"

His voice grew lower and lower, barely audible to the back, and Sheng Yu Ash came closer:

"What?"

"Just ......" the voice became quieter, and even if Sheng Yuyan brought his ears close to a foot, it was indistinct, and he shouted:

"Where?"

"In the Netherworld!" The man suddenly opened his mouth, and a poisonous mist sprayed onto Sheng Yushen's face, Sheng Yushen hurriedly held his breath and closed his eyes, but it was still stained a lot, and the palm that restrained the opponent was also loosened.

"Hahahaha......" the man laughed strangely, but instead of attacking Sheng Yushen, he flew and pounced somewhere.

"Dang!" There was a deafening bang.

"Choke!" The sound of iron falling to the ground.

"No—" The man's terrible screams rang out:

"Who did it? I want you to die a good death......"

Sheng Yu Ember wanted to take a look, but the toxins in his body had spread, and he only felt numb and itchy all over his body, and he could no longer support it, so he fell down on his back, and his eyes gradually became dark.

Before losing consciousness, Sheng Yushen still heard the man's intermittent but angry screams:

"Lord Chiming...... I won't let you go...... Avenge us...... You, you...... Crush the bones and scatter ashes! ”

In the ironsmith, darkness and silence have fallen again, and the vitality of the embers is also quietly passing away.