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'Smack!'

The torches that illuminated Lingyin County occasionally burst out of sparks and fell into the snow, like a sharp sword piercing into human flesh and blood.

However, the life force of Mars is extremely short-lived, and it quickly disappears after a brief burst of light, leaving only tiny and imperceptible holes in the snow. It was like a wound left by a sharp sword piercing flesh, but there was no blood gushing out of the wound.

There is indeed snow and no blood in Lingyin County at this time!

But everyone knew that blood would soon be seen, so they clenched the weapon in their hands extremely nervously, and looked at the little monk who was overwhelmed by the desolate people even more nervously.

What the little monk of Fayi did, in Zhang Xiaodao's words, was called 'this is a tease sent by the monkey', but he really didn't want the little monk to have anything to do.

Therefore, when the Great Wilderness people rushed into Lingyin County with the long knife in their hands held high, Zhang Xiaodao shouted again: "The monk is back!"

But obviously this sentence has no effect, and the little monk of Fayi, who does not know any means of attack, is being led by the nose of the Great Wilderness Warrior Bada, and it is no longer a matter of retreating.

After the desolate leader Ba Ri swept past the little monk, the long knife in his hand suddenly burst out, and an invisible wave rippled in the cold air.

The blacksmith shop and a miscellaneous courtyard at the head of the county fell apart in an instant, were uprooted to the naked eye, and finally fell on the snow and turned into ruins.

The sound of gasping cold air came and went, and the method of knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger with the absolute effect made every member of the Lingyin County militia have to secretly measure it in their hearts.

And the measured result is also extremely simple, except for Zhao Lie, the leader of the county's militia group, and the fat man who killed the pig, no one can get close to Bari, let alone defeat him.

This result made Zhang Xiaodao's sword eyebrows deeper, and there was already a rudimentary form of the word 'Chuan' between the eyebrows, but Wang Daniu said at this time: "Let's go, Xiaodao!"

Jiang Qiu subconsciously felt that now was not a good time to go out, so he said, "What are you going to do?"

The two said in unison, "Hunting." The seemingly ordinary words revealed a cold energy.

Jiang Qiugang watched the two of them jump off the eaves, turned his head and saw the first blood after the desolate people entered Lingyin County!

This blood looked eerie in this snow-white world, and after falling to the ground in mid-air, it lay flat on the snow like a fine red satin.

This big red silk came from the hunters of Lingyin County.

The leather armor on the hunter's chest was shattered, and the whole person was embedded in the ruins of the adobe house, and he didn't even stop it for a turn.

The hunters, who had long been hiding in the corners, appeared in droves in the bright streets, knowing that the hunting feast had begun, and the fierce street fighting had finally sounded the horn under this blood!

The group is because a group of three is the habit of the hunters in Lingyin County. They often enter the deep mountains and forests in this way, and the tacit understanding is needless to say, and the functional division between the three of them is also extremely clear.

In Zhang Xiaodao's team, Liu Yichen is the 'dark' of the three, responsible for waiting for the opportunity to sneak attack and give the enemy a fatal blow.

Zhang Xiaodao is a 'bow' responsible for long-range killing, and at the same time plays the role of a sentry, and is the brain of the three-person team.

Wang Da Niu is 'entangled' in the need for the opponent to fight in close combat, and uses melee combat to entangle bravely, giving the other two a chance to strike a fatal blow.

The three of them have been hunting in the mountains for many years, and they are proficient to the extreme. With just one action, the three of them understood each other's intentions.

At this time, the three of them gathered, Zhang Xiaodao made a gesture, and was about to find the target, when he heard a voice: "Xiaodao." ”

Zhang Xiaodao turned around, and now not far away, Zhang An came over with a knife with a smiling face, and repeated: "Knife." ”

Zhang Xiaodao took the pig-killing knife enshrined at home with a cowhide sleeve, and understood that the first sentence of the knife was to call himself, and the second sentence was to call himself to catch this family heirloom knife.

After Zhang Xiaodao took the pig-killing knife, the father and son showed a mouthful of white teeth together, and then Zhang An turned around and disappeared into the alley with a sensitive body that was extremely discordant with his body shape.

After Zhang Xiaodao saw Zhang An leave, he said softly: "Be careful!"

Wang Daniu and Liu Yichen nodded heavily, but their ears were already full of the sound of fighting, and the blood unconsciously began to boil and burn in the body!

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The Great Wilderness people are good at using knives.

Once upon a time, the big swordsmen were all from the Great Wilderness, and this group of people was known as the "Wild Knife" by the world, which not only supported the backbone of the Great Wilderness, but also made the Great Zhou and the Western Regions at that time quite fearful.

Later, for some reason, the desolate swordsman gradually disappeared into the world, but the complex of the great desolate people who worship the sword has been deeply ingrained in the blood.

And this deep-rooted, created the absurd people to use the knife as if it was instinct, no need to learn at all, six-year-old doll dance knife, often out of the antelope hanging horns like a wonderful move.

Most of the adult desolate people have their own paths!

Although the path of the knife varies from person to person, it is natural for a wild man to play with a knife.

Naturally, the hunters of Lingyin County have eaten the bitter fruit after a half-pillar of incense street fighting, and some of the desolate people's knives are bloodthirsty and brave, some are majestic and awe-inspiring, and some are soft and soft!

The streets were already covered with blood and severed limbs. The desolate man told the hunters with his sword, 'You are the prey!'.

Suddenly, a cold wind whistled in, blowing people's faces red, and blowing people's hearts cold.

In front of the Winter Inn, that is, in the street called 'Zong', where Zhang Xiaodao and Fayi met, a desolate man was fighting with Wang Da Niu!

Wang Da Niu is naturally powerful, and he is not inferior to the wilderness, but he is naturally inferior in vitality.

The desolate man, on the other hand, was long and hungry, and there was not much food in his stomach to support him in a desperate struggle except for the strength in his heart.

Because of this, the grappling between the two seems to be half-hearted.

But this desolate man knew that after Zhang Xiaodao shot him in the wrist with an arrow, and his knife fell off his hand, he fell into complete passivity.

In front of Wang Daniu's struggle, Liu Yichen walked outside the battle group of the two, and seemed to be preparing to strike a fatal blow.

Zhang Xiaodao stood on the eaves and squinted his eyes to observe the surrounding situation, and the colorful arrow feathers behind him shot an arrow from time to time, obviously deciding that the desolate people here would definitely die!

"Poof!" followed by this sound again, but several!

The desolate man who had been pierced into a hornet's nest could not bear to fall to the ground, and Liu Yichen, who was bloody, blinked his eyes vigorously, as if blood had collapsed into his eye socket just now, and he was trying to relieve this discomfort with tears.

Wang Daniu ignored Liu Yichen, dragged the desolate man who still had his last breath left and walked out three steps, and then collided his head with the stone steps of the Winter Inn!

"Bang!" splashed red and white on the ground, Wang Daniu did not show any other expression, and looked at Zhang Xiaodao on the eaves silently.

Zhang Xiaodao made a downward gesture at this time!

Liu Yichen hid in the Winter Inn like a spirit monkey and closed the door.

And Wang Da Niu fell to the ground, the blood stains on his body and his twitching body seemed to reveal that he was dying.

The two deserted men turned out of the alley and entered the 'longitudinal' street.

Naturally, seeing the dying enemy, the Great Wilderness people who would not turn rushed forward, and when they saw Wang Da Niu's difficult squirming, they wanted to make up for it.

And when they were less than six feet close to Wang Da Niu, a cold arrow 'swished' through the air.

The people of the Great Wilderness are not afraid of bows and arrows, and each of them has their own set of arrows for blocking arrows.

It's just that they don't know that it was the earthen wall man who killed and injured the Great Wilderness people with one arrow.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't use Qingling arrows, but he used Sun Arrow's arrows!

'Whoosh!' An arrow more powerful than the other pierced the night, and rushed towards the Great Wilderness with a cluster of pitch-black arrows.

At this time, Wang Daniu no longer pretended to be disabled, and a thick thigh swept across the three plates like a steel whip.

"Squeak!" also sounded at this time, and Liu Yichen, who was hiding in the inn, rushed out with a dagger in both hands.

One of the desolate people felt a chill in his heart, understood that he had fallen into the enemy's trap, and at this time he was in a dilemma, but he was directly in front of his brother.

Arrow after arrow cluster flew through the air and pierced his chest, but before he died, he sent his brother out with the force of the shock.

This is the bravery of the people of the Great Wilderness!

So much so that Jiang Qiu and Xiao Qingjian, who had just entered the 'longitudinal' street, looked at this scene with some blankness.

"Kill him!" Zhang Xiaodao turned a blind eye to this noble sentiment born in front of him, and just shouted fiercely.

Xiao Qingjian was still a little wooden, but Jiang Qiu had already pierced the chest of the desolate man who had just been rescued with a sword.

Blood spurted out after Jiang Qiu pulled out his long sword, splashing all over the ground.

Xiao Qingjian's face was a little pale, but Jiang Qiu was indifferent to this scene, looking at Zhang Xiaodao on the eaves and said, "We are trying our best, but no one here can stop the desolate leader!"

Zhang Xiaodao didn't reply, then stood up straight, and looked at the central block.

At this time, the central neighborhood was in shambles, full of ruins and broken walls, and the leader of the desolate man swept all the way with his powerful means, invincible.

His eyes were red, and the long knife in his hand continued to drip blood, smashing into a series of small pits in the snow, and the hunter corpses around him seemed to be following him forever.

Knowing the Qi Realm, Zhang Xiaodao knew that the Desolate Leader had at least reached this level.

And for him, this rank can only look up, except for the white jade Qingling in his hand can pose a threat to him, he has no way, but at this time he still can't pull the white jade bowstring, so even this threat is useless.

Looking at the devastated Lingyin County, Zhang Xiaodao felt the tragedy of the war in the cold weapon era for the first time in his life.

The corpses in all their different forms had names behind them, and these names were grinning in the afternoon because of the success of the auction, and these names did not flinch when Zhao Lie informed him that there might be a desolate man coming.

There are still many women and children waiting for the return of these names, however, now they are just cold corpses.

Zhang Xiaodao said fiercely, "[Fuck] your mother. ’。

At this time, an old man with a gun came to the middle of the alley, and came to the somewhat empty central street.

Snow-white beard, blood-red spear.

Zhao Lie, the head of the militia group, finally came with a gun.

Zhang Xiaodao took a deep breath and understood that in addition to Zhao Lie, Wang Daniu's iron-beating father and his own butcher fat man must also be nearby.

This battle will determine whether Lingyin County can hold out until the third watch, and it will also determine whether the women and children can wait for more people they want to wait!

And after a flick of his fingers, the spear in Zhao Lie's hand suddenly attacked!

A little cold man arrives first, and then the gun picks like a dragon!

There is snow and blood in Lingyin County at this time!