Rumble!

The blazing waves evaporated the raindrops into mist, and the blinding firelight burned people's cheeks.

Every place where an explosion occurred, within a radius of one zhang, was a miserable scene of severed limbs flying sideways and flesh and blood on the ground.

Suddenly, the square was filled with horror, angry scolding, and wailing.

Pushing, dragging, trampling, those who were lucky enough to avoid the explosion ended up dying at the feet of the same innocent.

Zheng!

A cold light whipped out of the scabbard.

Wang Xie slashed a backhand and slashed over a member of the Honghu who ran by.

The severed head rolled down, and the column of blood gushed up. The headless body took a few steps forward before it fell to the ground.

"Boss, these beasts are crazy!"

"I see it."

The voice on the other end of the communication was unusually cold.

Wang Xie gritted his teeth and said, "Then what should I do now, let the brothers all go down and evacuate the crowd?" ”

"Nope."

Poof!

Another Honghu member was beheaded by an embroidered spring knife.

It's a pity that the bomb tied to his torso has been ignited, and in the lingering smoke of gunpowder, Wang Xie Tie rushed forward with a blue face, grabbed the collar of the dead corpse and threw it into the air.

Rumble!

Blood poured down and poured down his head and face.

Wang Xie shook the piece of meat that fell on his shoulder, and asked angrily, "Why not?" How many can be saved! ”

"Die in one house, or die all the way, which is more important?"

The voice in the communication suddenly rose, "Wang Xie, let me tell you, if the first evil is not eliminated, this kind of thing will happen in the future!" ”

The corners of Wang Xie's mouth tightened, and the palm of his hand holding the handle of the knife clicked.

"What you have to do now is not to save people, but to kill! If you can't bring me back the mastermind this time, Lao Tzu will throw you into prison first! ”

"!"

Wang Xie's reddened eyes stared at the cyan figure that was slaughtering the employees of Qixia Group.

The body bowed slightly, like an angry cheetah, shooting out!

In the square, chaos continues.

The crowd scrambled over the narrow, slippery mountain path, countless pairs of arms dragging and pulling each other, and the filthy words turned into swords that mercilessly stabbed at their companions.

At this moment, where are there any Taoist friends beside him, they are obviously the sworn enemies of the road.

Even those who had already squeezed into the mountain path would be dragged back again by the outstretched arms out of nowhere, and then swallowed up by the crowd.

"Let me, please. My grandson is still in the square. ”

In the surging crowd, an emaciated figure is struggling to go backwards.

The old man's frightened face rose and fell in the sea of arms and human heads, occasionally rushing forward a few steps with all his might, only to be dragged further backwards the next moment.

"Please, save my grandson, we are Taoist friends, Taoist friends"

The mournful pleas were barely audible, and like his aging body, they could not make the slightest ripple in the frenzied crowd.

Just when the old man was desperate, in his vision blurred by tears, he suddenly saw a pair of fanatical eyes.

The owner of the eyes is the one who told him not long ago, 'There are no gods in the world'.

"Honghu, go to death!"

Rumble!

A violent explosion blasted a gap in the dense crowd.

Amid the screams one after another, a blood-stained road appeared in front of the old man.

"Thank you, thank you."

Maybe it was disturbed by the explosion, or maybe it was swallowed up by the hellish scene in front of me.

Or maybe it's full of immortals, and only this person answers his prayers.

When the ghost sent the gods, the old man actually opened his mouth to thank the heretics who had 'opened the way' for him.

The old man staggered to his feet, staggering in the direction of his grandson.

But before he could take a few steps, his ears, which were almost deaf, suddenly came into a faint, but frenzied cry.

"Prince."

Rumble!

The old man turned his head sideways, only to see a scarlet and hot wave of blood sweeping in

Sou!

With the piercing sound of breaking the air, the flying sword sank into the center of the spirit officer's eyebrows, stirring the mighty body into a scattered cloud.

Zou Sijiu clicked on one knee, gasping for breath, sweat on his forehead like rain.

While stealing permissions, it's still a bit reluctant to fight with people who are above one of their own sequences.

At this time, Zou Sijiu suddenly missed Li Jun very much.

I'm doing technical work, and I have to let him come to fight.

"Yin and Yang Eight Princesses, you can open the 'back door', and you are so familiar with my Qixia Cave Heaven, you are that Zou Sijiu from the Peace Hotel?"

Wang Wenqin, who was dressed in a snow-white robe, walked slowly.

At this moment, the sky and the earth were already dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun was swept by the dark clouds, leaving only a golden line along the undulating mountain.

When the last ray of light is exhausted, Qixia Cave Heaven will completely change hands.

It's a pity that this scene will never happen.

Because this giant rat is about to be killed by himself!

"Master Dao, I remembered the relationship between the Daomen and the Yin and Yang families back then, and I kindly allowed you to coexist with me in Chongqing Mansion. I didn't expect you to be embarrassed, and you dared to covet my cave. ”

Zou Sijiu, who was seriously injured, simply sat down cross-legged and squinted at Wang Wenqin, who was approaching step by step.

"Old Niubi, don't put gold on your face, it's like you have the courage to go to Hongya Mountain and sweep the Peace Hotel."

Wang Wenqin said in a deep voice: "The southwest of the empire is the basic plate of the Daomen, and Chongqing Mansion will be taken back by us sooner or later. ”

"I swear so much, I almost believed it."

Zou Sijiu smiled playfully, "If Daomen really has that ability, can Qingcheng Group honestly stay in Chengdu Mansion?" Is it your turn to be a little character jumping around here? ”

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths, you yin-yang warlocks are still so annoying."

Wang Wenqin snorted coldly, "Hand over the 'back door' in your hand, Dao Ye, I can leave you a trace of your remnant soul and give you a chance to reincarnate in the army!" ”

"I'm bragging again."

Zou Sijiu shook his head and sneered: "If you have the ability to completely strangle me in the yellow sorghum, you won't be able to notice where the 'back door' is."

Wang Wenqin said fiercely: "I can cut off the connection between Qixia Dongtian and 'Bai Yujing' and lock you up here for the rest of your life!" ”

"That's Lao Tzu's 'East Palace', not your 'Bai Yujing'."

Zou Sijiu took a sip, "A bunch of treacherous miscellaneous!" ”

"Becoming a king or defeating a king, since you are stubborn, the Taoist master will send you on the road!"

Wang Wenqin's right hand was close together like a sword, and the halberd pointed at Zou Sijiu.

The flying sword hanging in the air flew around and nailed towards Zou Sijiu's eyebrows.

"It's time to hit the road, but I don't need you to send it."

Zou Sijiu suddenly grinned, and Wang Wenqin's heart sank.

He swept his gaze and saw Zou Sijiu's right hand pinching a familiar mark.

Upper Kundi, lower Gen Mountain. Humility, good luck.

At the same time, the last rays of afterglow finally dissipated, and the sunset completely disappeared into the distant mountains.

Wang Wenqin's face suddenly turned pale, and a sudden emptiness enveloped him.

It was as if something extremely important had been taken away from him, and the whole person had been hollowed out.

"My Permissions, My Caves"

"The Yin and Yang sequence was robbed of by you, and I will take it back one by one in the future. Remember, this sentence Zou Ye said it! ”

Zou Sijiu laughed loudly, and his figure suddenly became illusory, as if it was about to dissipate on the spot.

But after a period of chaotic shaking, it recondensed.

“.”

Zou Sijiu looked at his hands with a shocked expression, the skin and flesh on his face trembled, and every inch of skin conveyed the horror in his heart.

"Failure to get out of it? How could it be, what went wrong? ”

"Why don't you run away? Do you think that if you have the authority, you have the capital to wrestle with the poor road here? ”

An icy sneer came, followed by a high-pitched, piercing sword roar.

Zou Sijiu was like falling into an ice cave, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

I'm being yinked!

Thundered.

At the moment when Zou Sijiu's body was about to be pierced by the flying sword, there was a sudden explosion of thunder in the dark sky.

The thunder roared as if it came from outside the sky.

Then Zou Sijiu felt that the world in front of him began to shake, and then it seemed to melt and became blurry.

(End of chapter)