Chapter 210: Picking up the Mess

Jiang Chen's face was bloodless.

With his current state, it would be difficult to move his arms even a little, let alone fight against the white ghost.

Exhausted, but the other party is back to the same as before, what a desperate scene!

The white ghost's newly grown body was not covered by clothes, and it looked really funny and embarrassed, but he looked at the expressions of everyone present, but he was like a king in the world.

At this moment, he has become the master of all lives.

"Tut-tut......" he shook his head and sighed, "There are so many prey, which one to choose first, it's really a troublesome and wonderful feeling......

"There's even more wonderful here!" A clear voice came from a distance, interrupting the white ghost's sorrowful emotion.

This was followed by the rumbling of horses' hooves and the shrill sound of countless arrows breaking through the air.

Hundreds of cavalry charged this way!

The sky in the east was completely darkened, and the sunlight was obscured by the shadows of ten thousand arrows.

"Whoosh whoosh—" It was an armour-piercing arrow from a powerful ballista, the tip coated with a layer of silver material, glowing with a terrifying chill.

White Ghost Chou had no doubt that if he stood still, those long arrows would easily penetrate his protective qi and shoot his new body into a hedgehog before he had time to fully adapt.

"Hmph......" He took a vertical step and shot straight towards Jiang Chen in front of him.

Jiang Chen's face changed, and he was also shrouded in arrows.

At this time, when his life was at stake, he didn't care about the injury in his chest, and immediately used the only remaining Shenyuan to break through the void, jumped to the ground in the distance.

And the overwhelming array of arrows and crossbows came over, and the sky was darkened for a while like a dark cloud.

The rain of arrows came in waves, covering the place where Jiang Chen had originally stopped, without missing a single gap.

And the white ghost who rushed over in stride was a beat slower, probably not adapting to the speed of his new body, and was immediately engulfed by a dense rain of arrows.

"Poof!"

Jiang Chen knelt on the messy ground, propping up his upper body with one hand, coughing up blood in his mouth, and his eyes turned black for a while.

As for the fate of the white ghosts in the rear, Jiang Chen no longer had any extra energy to pay attention to.

The sound around him became more and more indistinct as the wound cracked open and blood gushed out.

Jiang Chen felt that he was about to fall asleep, but he barely retained the last bit of clarity by taking a strong breath.

After an unknown amount of time, a large strong hand held his shoulder, and the sound in his ear became real again.

Jiang Chen looked up with difficulty, and saw a brocade-robed military general with bright armor staring at him with a sneer.

"Look at you yesterday you were so majestic, and now you have ended up in such an embarrassing end!" The brocade-robed military general said lightly.

Jiang Chen showed an ugly smile, and reached out to point to a ravine buried in the mud next to him: "The fairy Zhang you miss is in that ditch, she should be more embarrassed than me......"

The brocade-robed general's face changed sharply, shook off Jiang Chen, and walked quickly towards the ravine.

"Come and help!"

More than a dozen tall knights dismounted and ran over, using spears as shovels, and throwing out a piece of soil and land.

"Idiot! The strength is light, if you hurt a cold hair in Yuting, you will all bury her! ”

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The sword is as fast as the wind.

"Poof!"

Zhao Ying looked at the sharp sword body that had not entered his chest in a daze, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Ye Xingsoul's wrist flicked, the wound was stretched wider, and blood spouted out.

"No—"

Outside the battle circle, Yin Meng in Du Shan's arms let out a terrible cry of sorrow, trying to break free, but was held down by Du Shan.

"Good...... Swordsmanship ......" Zhao Ying said weakly, and the look in his pupils quickly dissipated.

Ye Xingsoul pressed his shoulder and asked urgently, "Who is the person who ordered behind the scenes?" Tell me! ”

"Go ask...... Xiao Meng...... "Zhao Ying's eyes began to white, and his vision lost focus, but countless dark spots flashed in his pupils, which seemed to reflect an abyss-like scene.

"Yin Meng?" Ye Xing was stunned, "Wasn't she deceived?" How could she possibly know this? You answer me! ”

Zhao Ying let out a dry laugh in his throat, did not respond to his manic question, and muttered: "It's a pity, my life...... I didn't even see the Holy Sect Master......"

The grin on the corner of his mouth looked extremely strange, and then the expression froze forever on his face, and the breath of life had gone away from this body.

"Bastard! Cheap breed! Brute! Ye Xing Soul grabbed the corpse in front of him, pulled out the long sword inserted in the corpse's chest with his right hand, and couldn't restrain himself in his crazy rage, and slashed at the opponent's neck.

"Ahhh

"Click!"

The neck bone was broken in a flash of cold light, and the skull was slashed into the sky by a strong force, and a fierce blood fountain sprayed in front of him, and the red mist surged up three feet, and the corpse then fell on its back.

Blood spurted wildly from the bright red severed neck, staining a large area of the land a dark red.

Zhao Ying's head smashed on the ground, rumbling and rolling out for a distance, landing at Yin Meng's feet.

His long hair was spread out, his eyes were blankly looking at Yin Meng, and there seemed to be a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yin Meng lost all her strength in an instant, and the trembling tail came abruptly, she finally couldn't bear such a huge impact, and her head tilted and fainted.

Du Shan stabilized the unconscious woman in his arms, and sighed: "This sword is sharp enough and strong enough!" He's a ruthless man! Little sister, you have to stay away from this kind of person! ”

When he turned his head to look, he saw that the cuckoo had been so shocked by this cruel and bloody scene that his lips trembled and he was speechless.

"I've never seen the world." Du Shan muttered, and saw a bright red Ye Xingsoul walking towards this side with a long sword that was still dripping blood.

The muscles on Du Shan's face twitched, his neck shrank back, and said, "Brother Ye, you don't want to cut this little lady together, do you?" That's a pity, why don't you hand her over to me, I also have a lot of research on torture to extract confessions......"

Ye Xingsoul stretched out a hand towards him: "Bring it!" ”

"Eh, think twice, brother......"

"Give her to me!" Ye Xing's red eyes stared at Yin Meng, and the aura of killing had not completely calmed down.

"Okay, I'll give it all to you......" Du Shan saw the blood-dripping long sword in Ye Xingsoul's hand, swallowed the rest of the words, and pushed Yin Meng out of his arms.

When pulling the cuckoo to turn around, Du Shan was still shaking his head and sighing: "Such a good girl, alas, it's a pity ......"

The cuckoo's feet were weak, and he hadn't recovered from the cruel scene just now.

"Silly sister, it's time for you to practice your guts, isn't it just killing someone, look at it scares you ......"

Du Shan's muttering came to an abrupt end.

He saw five figures suddenly appear in front of him, as if they had been poured a basin of cold water, and their bodies were cold.

Five knights of dusk, not on horseback, came in silence.

"Green ...... Boss Qingmo, you have something to say! There's something to say! Dushan stammered.