Talk about your sister!

Haven't you ever heard of taking advantage of your illness to kill you?

Ximen Feixue took advantage of the Jedi to fight back, the wild dragon spit out the pearl, the wild dragon wrapped around the beam, and the wild dragon took the moon...... Brushing a few swords, the sword intent is as continuous as the oppression of the mountains, surging like the endless river, Mao Eighteen was irritable, but he was seriously injured in the leg, the opportunity was taken away, and he was unable to return to the sky.

If he continues to entangle, he will sooner or later follow in Hong Ren's footsteps, so he wants to slip away.

But Simon Feixue is in full swing, how can he easily let him escape?

"Oh bad old man, you'd better die that heart. If you let you escape, do we Jinjian Xiaolangjun still want to mess around in the rivers and lakes? ”

Mao Eighteen was very angry and desperate.

"I have always had a good water with Jinjianmen, and I have no grudge against you, why do you want to force each other to the death?"

"The reason is simple, because you have offended people who should not be offended."

Simon Feixue is very simple and does not hide it.

"Who?"

"Well, when you're dead, I'll tell you!"

Bah!

Mao 18 was furious.

"Could it be that Jin Jianmen is willing to become a lackey of others?"

Ximen Feixue smiled faintly and said jokingly: "Bad old man, you are very bad!" But your agitation doesn't work. Although I am commanded by someone to take you, he represents morality, and I am fighting for morality, and I am doing the right thing for heaven. ”

"If you want to blame it, blame you for doing a lot of evil and doing bad things on weekdays! Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and your retribution is coming! ”

"Retribution? Hmph, have you ever thought about your retribution? Mao Eighteen snorted coldly.

"Do you know who the real boss of the Tiger Mouth is? Now that you have destroyed the cottage and killed Hong Rengan, you are not afraid that someone will punish your whole family in the future? ”

"I'm afraid, so we will slaughter you all today, and the chickens and dogs will not be left, and then no one will know that we destroyed the cottage and killed the people. Surprised? Not surprised? ”

"You ......"

Mao Eighteen was angry.

This gang of robbers is too inhumane, and they have to kill them all, that's a human life!

Mao 18 suddenly felt compassionate.

"Don't underestimate the person behind Tiger Village, he is not as simple as you think, he will be able to find you sooner or later! Let you bury us! ”

"Cut, he may have the ability, but I'm afraid he doesn't have the guts." Simon Feixue sneered.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, after I kill you all, I will send Hong Rengan's head to Yan Song's case, so let's stop grinding, I'm in a hurry."

When Mao 18 heard the word Yan Song, he was stunned.

Why do these people know that Yan Song is the real head of the tiger mouth?

They clearly don't regard Yan Song as a cadre!

What a?

Lao Tzu stopped playing, went home and coaxed the child.

"Poof......

As soon as he lost his mind, the sound of a sharp blade piercing his flesh came to his ears, and when he looked down, the slender golden sword stabbed diagonally through his abdomen, and then went up to his heart.

Careless!

He looked up and looked at Simon Feixue, as if he wanted to remember his appearance, and went to the palace of Hades to fight a lawsuit.

This kid is too inhuman, Lord Yama, you can't let him go.

"Flutter ......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his life leaked.

The overall situation has been decided, Fang Shiqing turned around and left. At the moment when she turned around, a weird smile appeared on Mao Shibai's face, and he suddenly used his last trace of internal strength to throw away the machete in his hand......

Ximen Feixue's eyes widened suddenly, and he ......

No!

He shouted and quickly drew the golden sword, but Mao Eighteen's machete had already been taken off, and he didn't have time to stop it, so he had to slash at the chain in his hand, but it was still too late after all.

Fang Shiqing had already turned around, and suddenly heard the vicious wind rising suddenly behind her, she instinctively wanted to dodge, but Mao Eighteen's near-death blow was amazing, and she was not allowed to react at all, and the machete was wrapped in the wind, crashing into her waist like a cannonball.

Bite......

Fang Shiqing seemed to hear the sound of gold and iron, and then as if she had been hit by a locomotive, she flew into the air, flew more than ten meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground, and then rolled a few times.

The sudden change made Ximen Feixue like a mad man, and the golden sword in his hand fell on Mao Eighteen like a storm, and in an instant, Mao Eighteen was blurred with flesh and blood, almost no human appearance.

"Captain!"

Guan Yu was frightened and ran towards Fang Shiqing with a wild shout.

Fang Shiqing lay motionless on the ground, Guan Yu opened his hands, wanted to help but didn't dare to step forward to help, crying: "Captain, what's wrong with you?" Captain ......"

Ximen Feixue's face was covered with blood and his face was hideous.

He pushed the switch, turned Fang Shiqing around, and quickly fed her a pill, it was the Golden Sword Gate's life-saving elixir Ambergris Golden Dew Life Continuation Pill, which was given to him by the senior brother when he was about to go down the mountain, just in case of emergency.

Then give her a pulse.

"Simon, how is the captain's injury?" Guan Yu asked.

"Not optimistic."

When Guan Yu heard this, his eyes were bloodshot in an instant, and he stood up with a knife and rushed towards dozens of captives not far away.

"Captain......

Zhanzhao was in charge of guarding the prisoners, and he saw that Guan Yu's symptoms were wrong, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop them. Guan Yuhu pushed him away with a face, and then the long knife in his hand output wildly, slashing dozens of captives like chopping melons and vegetables.

Blood splattered all over him, and at first glance he looked like a god of death.

"This madman!"

As soon as Fang Shiqing woke up, he saw Guan Yu killing and almost fainted by him again. Those captives were the ones she was going to give to Sour Xiucai. His cement workshop was in need of a lot of labor. They are the wealth of sour Xiucai, and they were locked up in the rain like this!

"Captain, how are you feeling?" Simon Feixue asked.

"I can't die."

Fang Shiqing laughed miserably, "It was the bird gun that your master sent me that saved my life." ”

She touched her waist, and the bird was gone, probably knocked away.

Fang Shiqing secretly called it a fluke, if it wasn't for the bird gun blocking it just now, she might have been cut off by the waist, and she was afraid to think about it. She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of dying too ugly.

However, although the bird gun blocked the blade, it was unable to resist Mao Eighteen's strength.

She was knocked more than ten meters away by force, and her internal injuries were serious.

"Simon, continue to act as planned." Her internal injuries were too serious, and she couldn't hold on after only saying a few words, so she opened her eyes and raised her hand to Guan Yu.

"Inform the madman, withdraw."

With that, she closed her eyes and fell unconscious again.

"Guan Yu!"

Ximen Feixue roared, Guan Yu's soul was finally summoned back, and he hurried back, "Ximen, what's wrong with the captain?" ”

"It's fine. She told us to get out of here! ”

Guan Yu immediately found a clean futon, made a stretcher with his own hands, and then personally carried Fang Shiqing down the mountain; The other county soldiers led the rescued hostages and followed with the looted treasures.

Zhanzhao left a few people behind, and when Guan Yu and they all went down the mountain, they set fire to the cottage.

The weather was dry, the fire borrowed the wind, and the whole cottage was soon engulfed in flames.