As soon as the little eunuch arrived, he was greeted by a cold dagger.

Song Erbao quickly took out a sharp dagger from his sleeve, and the two black-clothed men in the back quickly held the little eunuch, Song Erbao covered his mouth, and the dagger stabbed into his heart, and the former also rotated it a few times, and when the dagger was pulled out, the little eunuch had left a blood hole in his chest, and blood flowed out of it like a stream.

The poor little eunuch didn't know what he had done wrong when he was dying, and his face was full of horror and disbelief.

Song Erbao motioned for the two men in black to let go, and the cold corpse of the little eunuch fell heavily to the ground, like the fallen leaves that had been smashed by the rain, fluttering lightly and weakly.

After sneering, Song Erbao sneered: "Boy, you have to do whatever you want, you have to ask too much, you can only wait for death."

He estimated that the hour was almost up, and then ordered the group of black-clothed men behind him: "You send some masters to catch that boy named Sun Nameless for me, and I will skin him alive." Then he waved his hand, "Action!" ”

Nearly a thousand black shadows immediately took action, taking advantage of the night and heavy rain to sneak quietly into the big mountain of the Relief Camp.

Song Erbao stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the mountain with a smile, if he captured this place today, he would be regarded as a great achievement on his godfather's side, and he would definitely pay more attention to his godson in the future, and his future would be limitless.

This time, Hu Tianhua can be regarded as having made a bloody investment, sending more than 1,000 masters, and the lowest martial arts is also in the middle of the month, coupled with Bai Lingqi's internal response, it is more than enough to deal with the headquarters of the Relief Camp of less than 1,000 people, and there is only Meng San, a deputy general in the lower position, how can he deal with Song Erbao and Bai Lingqi, two martial arts masters of the same level?

Previously, Bai Ling had painted all the layouts of the mountain on a white cloth from the Relief Camp early on, and then sent someone to Hu Tianhua, so the black-clothed people who infiltrated were clear about the situation here, and quickly solved the patrol team, as well as most of the light and dark sentinels.

When Song Erbao originally thought that it would be so easy to attack, a brilliant firework suddenly bloomed in the sky, and all the people in the camp immediately reacted and took out their weapons to meet the enemy.

In this mountain, Lu Jingzhi also arranged some secret sentinels, the number is not much, there are only twenty or thirty people, they only obey the general's dispatch, no one knows their existence, so they escaped Bai Lingqi's eyes, if they don't report today, I'm afraid everyone here doesn't even know how to die.

Seeing the fireworks in the air, Song Erbao's eyes narrowed slightly, Lu Jingzhi, this old guy, actually had a secret whistle arranged, so it was okay to save himself from looking for them one by one, and then quickly joined the battlefield, but he was not in a hurry to participate in the battle, but stood from a distance and watched.

Wang Qizhi was cross-legged in the room to cultivate his internal strength, when he heard the sound of fighting outside, he suddenly opened his eyes, and rushed out with a one-foot short sword in his hand.

Fortunately, the people of these trouble-relieving camps found the enemy attack in time, and rushed in time to kill a few enemies who broke into the main hall, and then blocked the temple gate with their bodies and long knives.

Soon, the ground was covered with a layer of corpses, and blood was staining the clearing in front of him red with the rain.

There was no trace of fear and panic on the faces of these people in the trouble-relieving camp, and none of them took a step back, Song Erbao was also very curious in his heart, could these people be crazy? Don't you have the slightest intention of escaping?

As a eunuch, of course he doesn't understand the reason, although the rules of the camp are many and heavy, but they are partners in life and death, from the unwillingness to join at the beginning, to the last side by side, from escaping death again and again, they cherish their living partners more and more, and naturally they are reluctant to leave the camp of relief.

Looking at the palace gate that had not been attacked for a long time, Song Erbao was actually a little anxious, he looked at the big tree not far away, and shouted: "Bai Lingqi, you bastard, when do you want to watch the play?" ”

Bai Lingqi originally wanted to reap the benefits of the fisherman once, but when both sides tried their best, it was not too late for him to make a move, who knew that this hateful eunuch would sell himself so quickly, and he had no choice but to show up.

Removing the barrier, Bai Lingqi fell lightly to Song Erbao's side, revealing a false smile, "Gonggong Song, you can't hold your breath so quickly?" ”

Song Erbao didn't take the guy in front of him seriously at all, but for the sake of his godfather's plan, he still suppressed the anger in his heart, but his tone was still so indifferent, "Vice General Bai, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, if something bad happens, none of us will survive." ”

Bai Lingqi knew that this group of guys who couldn't enter the ancestral tomb had always been arrogant, so he didn't care, and everything was focused on the overall situation.

He stepped forward and shouted to his former companions in the temple gate: "Everyone in the Liberation Camp has heard clearly, if you surrender now, you still have a chance to live, or ......" Before Bai Lingqi finished speaking, a tall figure rushed over at a lightning speed, and shouted: "Fart! Then the signature whip kick kicked over, and even Bai Lingqi didn't dare to resist the powerful impact, leaning backwards and quickly slashing backwards.

After Bai Lingqi dodged that blow, seeing that group of guys were so stubborn, don't blame him for not talking about his old feelings, he slapped his hands a few times, and suddenly someone swung a knife and slashed at his companion in the resistance crowd in the temple gate, although the number was not much, only fifty or sixty people, but just this number of people was enough to disrupt the team of the Liberation Camp, and a thousand black-clothed people outside quickly rushed in.

When Song Erbao saw this scene, he applauded happily, and shouted again to the people on his side: "You have captured the kid abandoned by the king alive for me, and Lao Tzu will cut him with a thousand knives." ”

Just now, Wang Qizhi found that the situation here was too late, and the door was already blocked, and he wanted to come forward to help, but with the strength of the next moon position, he was really powerless.

Inside the entire mountain, there are scenes of fighting everywhere, the sound of weapons colliding one after another, and Wang Qizhi is also surrounded by three masters of the lower day, with his current martial arts realm, it will not take a round to be killed by these three people, and now he has to use that sword technique again.

Wang Qizhi's eyes suddenly turned golden, his breath was much stronger, and the martial arts realm was even closer to the lower sun, and the short sword in his hand seemed to have a sense, and it actually changed back to its original appearance, and the purple qi lingered, as if it was full of the aura of a king.

The three masters of the lower position saw that this kid's martial arts had become so much stronger, they were stunned and didn't dare to do anything, they were also a little puzzled, what kind of martial arts did this kid practice, and he was so evil?