"Kill!"

This shouting of killing made Jiang Miaoyu and Qi Lingqiao, who were finally appeased by Jiang Sun Che, cry bitterly again.

Jiang Sun Che turned his head to look, and it turned out that it was the Twenty Qingshan Army that he disliked too slowly just now, and they rushed back.

"Don't be afraid, it's your own people, you see, they are wearing the armor of the Qingshan Army, don't worry, it's okay." Jiang Sunche comforted softly.

Qi Lingqiao showed one eye to check, and found that it was indeed Qingshan Jun, and his mood was a little better.

Although Jiang Sunche comforted the two of them like this, he was not as confident as he said.

Now the situation is getting worse and worse.

There are too many dead soldiers, and there are only a dozen of those Qingshan troops left, even if there is Xiang Lifu, they can't change the situation, especially those dead soldiers who have learned to be treacherous, and when they encounter Xiang Lifu, they will dodge directly and go to kill those civil officials of Honglu Temple.

There are a total of thirty civil officials of Honglu Temple who followed Jiang Sun Che to the country, and now there are only twelve or three left, and the others have all died tragically, and the living ones are also being killed.

With the help of these Twenty Qingshan Army, the situation cannot be changed.

There are still more than 100 dead soldiers, and on the side of the mission, the Qingshan Army plus the twenty people who have just returned, there are more than 30 left, and the guards who followed the mission from Tai'an are now more than 20 people left, and they have no internal strength, and they are not much stronger than ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Jiang Sun Che was glad for a while, fortunately, the meals for his family of three and Su Yun and the four of them were prepared by Song Qing himself, if Su Yun and the four of them were also drugged, then it would be miserable today.

"It's okay, you go to Meiyu first, rest for a while, and we'll leave in a while." Jiang Sunche comforted the two daughters and sent them to Huang Meiyu's side.

Jiang Sun Che asked in a voice that only Song Qing could hear, "Song Qing, can you use poison without hurting my Qingshan Army?" ”

"This ...... Young master, there are some difficulties. Song Qing said with an embarrassed face.

Now that the Qingshan Army is fighting with the dead soldiers, if he uses a wide range of poison, it will inevitably affect the Qingshan Army, after all, he has equipped the Qingshan Army and the mission with an antidote in advance.

It wouldn't work if he used drugs, because he didn't have that many drugs.

"When will Uncle Meng's support arrive?"

"According to General Meng's footsteps, there should be a quarter of an hour to arrive." Song Qing said in a deep voice.

"Go and help."

"Young master, I'd better stay and protect your safety." Song Qing disagreed.

Now he is still close to Jiang Sunche by his side, if he also leaves, what if Jiang Sunche has an accident?

"You get the dew back." Jiang Sun Che is still self-aware, and it is really difficult for him to protect himself in this kind of melee with his own martial arts.

But Song Qing is good at poison, although he can't use a wide range of poison, he can still play a great role in a small-scale melee, and he can't tie Song Qing to his side.

"This ......" Although Song Qing's martial arts are not high, they also surpass Mei Cailu.

If Jiang Sunche was handed over to Mei Cailu for protection, he was really a little worried.

"Go." Jiang Sun Che urged.

If Song Qing hesitated any longer, the mission would be killed.

"Okay then." Song Qing nodded helplessly, but he made up his mind to get closer to Jiang Sun Che.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, heading straight for Jiang Sun Che.

Song Qing didn't think about it, he took two quick steps and knocked Jiang Sun Che away, and at the same time, with a flip of his right hand, a medicine pestle suddenly appeared, blocking the white light.

But this white light seemed to be alive, and when it was about to touch the medicine pestle, it passed by and chased Jiang Sun Che's neck.

The sudden change did not make Jiang Sun Che stunned, and after being knocked away by Song Qing, Jiang Sun Che pulled out the Tiancai Sword on his waist with his backhand, and blocked the white light with the method of using a dagger.

Before Jiang Sun Che could breathe a sigh of relief, the tip of the white light actually bent over, exuding a cold aura and slashing towards Jiang Sun Che's neck.

Jiang Sun Che used all his strength to dodge backwards, but he still didn't have the white light.

Bai Guang was about to cut off Jiang Sun Che's head, but fortunately, Song Qing reacted and slapped Jiang Sun Che's chest with a palm.

With the help of Song Qing's palm, Jiang Sun narrowly avoided this fatal blow.

"Ugh." A sigh of disappointment rang in his ears.

Jiang Sun Che retreated a few meters before he breathed a sigh of relief.

His right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, a fear of death.

At that moment, he really thought he was going to die.

At this time, Jiang Sun Che had time to see clearly what the white light just now was, it was a soft sword, and the one holding the soft sword was an old man.

Jiang Sun Che swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and there was a hot pain in his neck, but he didn't bandage it, but stared at the old man.

Because he saw the rich martial aura on this old man's body, it was a rich martial aura that the gray aura couldn't hide!

"Look for death!" Song Qing roared angrily.

This old man killed Jiang Sun Che under his nose, and he didn't take him seriously.

Song Qing waved his left hand, and all kinds of colorful powders flew out of his sleeve robe, and went straight to the old man.

The old man didn't dodge, and opened his eyes slightly, and a cyan aura burst out from his body, enveloping his body, blocking all kinds of poisonous powder from the outside.

Song Qing's pupils contracted rapidly, "This old man can actually release the true qi of the protective body. ’

Then he sneered, "Do you think that protecting your true qi will be able to block my poison?" ”

As if to confirm Song Qing's words, the old man's originally thick and strong body protection true qi immediately began to melt when he came into contact with a green poison, just like seeing the white snow of the warm sun.

The old man waved his right hand, and a gust of wind blew, but the poisonous powder seemed to stick to his body's true qi, and it was not blown away at all.

The old man snorted softly, and then he laughed, "Young man, self-confidence is a good thing, but don't be complacent. ”

He stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the cyan body protection true qi instantly became several times richer, and then slowly expanded, and finally exploded with poisonous powder.

The old man's hand instantly attracted the attention of the entire mission.

Feng Quan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the old man, "Zhu Qi, this old guy is finally here." ’

And Su Yun frowned, this was the first time his expression had changed, because he felt a strong coercion on Zhu Qi's body, and he had only felt such coercion on Bai San's body.

He decided not to play Feng Quan anymore and hurried back to Jiang Sun Che to protect him.

He held the sword in his left hand, placed it on his right waist, lowered his head and leaned down, and after a moment, he raised his head and stared at Feng Fist.

Feng Fist felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, roared angrily, condensed all the internal force, and gathered on his arms, and the powerful internal force made his arms turn golden.

But it didn't work, as Su Yun took out his sword, a black sword qi grazed the ground and rushed towards Feng Fist.

The sword qi cut a half-foot-deep crack in the ground, and finally slashed at Feng Fist's arms without any stopping, splitting Feng Fist in two.

After that, the sword qi had not yet dissipated, and it continued to move forward for several meters before slowly disappearing.

After Su Yun took out his sword, he didn't look at Feng Quan again, and turned his head to stare at Zhu Qi.

Zhu Qi's face was not calm, and he frowned and said, "It's really a rare swordsmanship genius in a hundred years." ”

It's not that he doesn't want to save Feng Quan, it's that Song Qing is blocking him, and Su Yun is killing Feng Quan too fast, with only one sword, it's too late for him to save it.