This endless fight continued into the wee hours of the morning.

The sky turned slightly white, and there was probably a pheasant crowing between the mountains and forests, and the cry was very terrible. The burning house had already collapsed, the logs had long since turned into charred charcoal, a few tired fires were flickering, and a faint white smoke rose from the ruins.

After a few hours, Qin Ke Abu and the others were already exhausted, their soaked clothes were full of the smell of blood and sweat, and the tiger's mouth was also cracked due to the vibration caused by the intersection of too many weapons, and the blood on his hands was mixed with the blood of the bandits, and even the pain was numb.

The blade of the longsword is full of gaps. Qin Ke couldn't remember how many weapons he had changed, and he even suspected that he had touched all kinds of weapons this night, and Abu was holding a halberd in his hand, compared to a longer spear, this kind of blade that could collect stabs, sweeps, and splits was more suitable for such a group battle.

Of course, he didn't use the halberd technique of the long halberd, but more with the spear technique taught by Gao Changgong, although he could not exert the full power of the halberd, he still survived by relying on it.

Qin Ke looked at his chest, where there was a bright red cut, from under his ribs to his shoulder, and the blood on it was gradually scabbing over. Just half an hour ago, a cultivator hiding in the group of bandits finally couldn't hold it back, and slashed him when he was caught off guard, if it weren't for the fact that his wind vision technique was still unfolding, and even seemed to have a pair of god-like eyes in a radius of several feet around him, I was afraid that he would have died under the knife.

Naturally, that cultivator had already died under his sword.

It's not a matter of winning or losing. It's a matter of life and death.

For him to live, he has to kill, keep killing. Until there is no enemy in front of you.

The bandits surrounding them had a frightened look on their faces, and by now, they had fully seen the hesitation of these two young men from the beginning to the current madness, if at first they dared to treat these two people as chicks, now these two people are like two sharp sickles, mercilessly harvesting their meager lives like straw.

Nearly half of the people chased and killed Su Dingfang, and the more than 50 people left behind were killed by them to only more than 30 people, and the 20 or so people present were already full of heart, if they had a choice, they would have scattered and fled a few hours ago.

It wasn't that there were no bandits who tried to escape, but the ghostly crossbow arrows from the mountains and forests confirmed Gao Changgong's words. The four thieves couldn't even find the figure of the Qingzhou ghost rider, and their bodies were already full of arrows.

Qingzhou ghost cavalry's archery skills are exquisite, almost all of them hit the vital point, and even though the crossbow arrows equipped by the Jing Wu military are not as domineering as the Mo family, they are also first-class weapons in the world, under the deterrence of such a powerful force, where do they dare to try to escape?

It's almost there. And they were exhausted.

The bandits looked at the "brothers" on the ground who had been drinking and eating meat with them earlier. Their eyes were still not closed, and they just stared at the deep sky that was gradually brightening.

It's almost there.

Qin Ke and Abu gasped, their hearts beating like a wild dragon that was about to fly out of their chests. Even though the Qi and Blood Cultivation gave them extraordinary staying power, in this kind of battle, their physical strength was consumed at a much faster rate than usual.

Even though Qin Ke inspired heroic feelings for a while, after all, heroic could not be eaten as food, and it was impossible for him to turn into arrows like rain and fall on the heads of these bandits. He knew that these bandits were waiting for the moment when they were exhausted, and he also knew that he was already on the verge of exhaustion, his legs seemed to be infused with heavy lead, the muscles of his arms were already extremely sore, and every bone in his body was stabbed as if it had been pierced by thousands of needles thousands of times.

The last sword, this is my last sword.

Qin Ke thought so, but the muscles and muscles were still lifted again like a machine, and they split out again.

It's just that anyone can see that he and Abu are on the verge of exhaustion. By now, they hadn't been able to kill a single person, not because they didn't dare or they didn't want to, but because their strength couldn't even support them to make another attack.

The expressions on the bandits' faces gradually turned from horror to heat.

Kill them.

Only by killing them can we live.

The whole cottage was like a Shura field, and the bandits stepped on the corpses of their brothers, holding iron tools, their eyes were red, and they surrounded Qin Ke and Abu.

Qin Ke and Abu fought and retreated, and they climbed onto the roof of a house, taking advantage of this location to carry out their final struggle.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the circle, Qin Ke and Abu turned their heads slightly, and behind Su Dingfang were also countless bandits shouting, his legs were stunned, and at the same time as he turned around, the war knife slashed into a person's shoulder from top to bottom, the sluggish edge of the war knife did not enter his bones, the bandit howled miserably, his eyes were red, and the knife in his hand slashed towards him.

Su Dingfang frowned, snorted, didn't care about the knife, his arms exerted his strength again, and the war knife resolutely advanced towards the bandit's flesh and blood, the severe pain made the bandit let go of his hand, Su Dingfang gritted his teeth, and the war knife pressed down and pumped backwards at the same time, and blood gushed all over his face.

Someone rushed towards him again, he held the war knife, and while parrying, he crashed into the crowd, and the war knife waved left and right, opening up a passage and converging with Qin Ke and Abu.

The three of them pressed their shoulders together again, just as they had been before.

"Why don't you leave?" In Qin Ke's feeling, Su Dingfang had already escaped from this cottage, after all, his strength was enough to compete with the two of them, and it may not be possible to stay and resist the bandits, but if he wants to leave, these rabble, who only know how to bully the weak and fear the hard, can't keep him.

Su Dingfang was also exhausted, his eyes were half-closed, and he coughed: "The Great Wall man, he has never given up the habit of his comrades-in-arms. ”

"We are Jingwu people. Qin Ke looked around at the bandits, and they pressed up again.

Su Dingfang took out the knife again, but the speed of his sword was far from what he had at the beginning, even though the power of the war knife was huge, but the weight was far heavier than the long sword in Qin Ke's hand, and it was not a sharp weapon for a long battle, but he still resolutely cut off a person's wrist: "What's the difference? Since we hold the knife and kill the enemy together in front of the battle, we are the Pao Ze brothers." Our Great Wall is different from the bends and curves in the south, and the truth we believe in is so direct. ”

Qin Ke smiled bitterly: "You don't look like a northerner. ”

"My ancestors are from the south. Su Dingfang coughed and laughed, "Even if I have southern blood, but after thousands of years, who the hell still knows those things in the south?"

Qin Ke and Abu were stunned for a while, since they met Su Dingfang, they had never heard Su Dingfang scold his mother, and judging from Su Dingfang's clean smile and his not rude face, he didn't look like a foul mouther.

It's just that in this situation, Qin Ke and Abu both laughed when they heard him say a foul mouth.

Qin Ke was weak, but he still scolded with a smile: "I have found out, you generals, even if you look serious on the surface, you are all full of bad water." ”

Of course, Abu knew that Qin Ke seemed to be talking about Su Dingfang, but in fact, of course, he was talking about Gao Changgong, who unscrupulously threw them into this Shura field, he smiled bitterly, and he didn't understand why Gao Changgong did this.

"But it's a shame that you're dying with us. Qin Ke said, "You are a person with status, different from us." Although I never understood why you had to fight here with us. ”

"Do you say that you have no clothes? Su Dingfang laughed, and the war knife in his hand cut off the tip of a spear, "Besides, I don't think we're going to die here today." At least not today. ”

Qin Ke was slightly stunned, but a rustling sound sounded in the air.