A dot of red light lit up the clouds in the sky.

The sky is no longer dark, and has long been replaced by the sight of "burning clouds".

There are more than 100 people under this world, but none of them applauded the magnificent scenery under the sunset, but they looked solemn and waited for it.

Longyuan Gorge, "Longluo Horn" looks north and goes, can be regarded as a smooth road, scattered grass and trees obviously can not provide any shelter, go west to three miles, or go east to four miles, are winding and undulating mountains.

Therefore, strictly speaking, the road where Jiang Yichen and his party evacuated is also the road where more than 100 people from Yiyun Villa came to respond, which is really a relatively wide "canyon".

If it weren't for the fact that there were few large numbers of hoarded arrows in the Jianghu Sect, otherwise, the Silver Evil Sect that appeared in a flanking posture would not have to fight with the more than 100 people in close combat, and could directly bend the bow and arrow half a mile away to shoot the opponent into a hedgehog.

There are few arrows, and you can't rely on the rain of arrows to directly crush the opponent, but the fire arrows can still play a good role.

For the people in the rivers and lakes, no matter how many arrows and fire arrows are few, the threat they can pose to them is really limited, but the Silver Evil Gate does not expect to rely on fire and fire to hurt the enemy.

Sure enough, under the mutual care of everyone, hundreds of fire arrows did not cause any injuries.

It's just that as the fire bolts landed on the ground, the fire gradually rose, and the battle of more than 100 people was cut into pieces by the unstoppable fire in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the disciples of the Silver Evil Sect, who had already arrived in battle, waved the blades in their hands, and rushed to kill with a huge momentum.

Looking at the enemy rushing back and forth, the momentum was menacing, and for a while, Long Yanling seemed to be on the battlefield.

He had never been on the battlefield, but he had seen the battle between the two armies of life and death, and he had also witnessed the devastation and blood that followed the great war, when his family was ruined, and hunger and cold forced him to drink human blood and eat human flesh in the ashes left behind by the battlefield.

He survived, and from then on, he was determined that he would never let the tragedy of the broken mountains and rivers happen again.

In the past 20 years, he has rarely walked around the rivers and lakes, in addition to learning martial arts, he also taught himself the art of war.

Because the old man told him that the great war that lasted for three years, the disaster has not been eliminated, and one day, the catastrophe will come again, and his strength is not enough, so he has to prepare for it day by day.

Later, there was really chaos in the world, and he was very glad that he had not wasted even a day of hard work over the years.

Now, he has received the approval of the old man, and he led the crowd to help at Murong Chengfeng's request, can it be regarded as feeling the atmosphere of this blood-stained battlefield in advance?

If on the battlefield, if he really led the army into battle, he would never risk the life of one person to hundreds of lives, even if that person was a general. That's the reason.

But he is a native of the rivers and lakes, and he is in the rivers and lakes, and he is more important than the word "love and righteousness", the weight of these two words is difficult to replace thousands of lives, not to mention that Murong Jing is of great importance to the Daoyi League, that is, if Murong Chengfeng, who has retired to the rivers and lakes for many years, is captured, out of love, he will also be desperate and lead people to rescue.

This is the rivers and lakes.

So, knowing that the terrain here is unfavorable and it is very likely to be surrounded by it, he has to know that there are tigers in the mountains, and he prefers to go to Tiger Mountain!

Long Yanling dispelled his distracting thoughts, didn't say much, just shouted, and then raised his spear to meet the enemy in front of him, and with the strength of one person, he was tough against the two Silver Demon Sect Hall Masters.

The fighting in the rivers and lakes is indeed less of the stratagonism and formation on the battlefield, except for the initial fire arrows, the silver demon gate directly fought with the people of the Moral Alliance in front and back.

"Brother Xiaoye, Master Murong will be taken care of by you. ”

During the fight, I could only hear someone on the side, but before Jiang Yichen could answer, the one-armed figure had already rushed out with a knife.

The Cold Moon Knife in that man's hand was shining brightly, and in the blink of an eye, it had pierced into the enemy's formation like an arrow, and it rushed out of a gap.

Where Xie Yongchang passed, he either had broken arms and legs, or he was left with his head and corpse.

The cold moon knife is bladed, invincible, and blood is sprinkled all over the ground.

But the Yinshamen gang is not vegetarian, after withstanding Xie Yongchang's fierce three-plate axe, he eased up, and his two fists are still difficult to beat four hands, not to mention that Xie Yongchang only has one arm left to fight, and he has not had a good rest for two days and one night.

As the Yinshamen gang twisted together, Xie Yongchang's offensive gradually weakened, the offensive could not continue, and the opponent's counterattack came from the opportune moment.

Seeing that Xie Yongchang was about to be engulfed by the crowd, a cluster of fire smashed towards the crowd.

As if a boulder entering the water stirred up layers of waves, the figure in the fire group surrounded the place where Xie Yongchang stood, and turned his body horizontally, slashing and slashing the people who surrounded Xie Yongchang to death, or forcing them back with fireworks, making it difficult for them to get closer.

With the assistance of Aban, Xie Yongchang was finally able to breathe, and said secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, you are old, if you are ten years younger, when will you be forced to be so unbearable?"

Aban responded to the enemy on the one hand, and said to Xie Yongchang on the other hand: "Old buddy, after all, I lost an arm, and I am still a little uncomfortable." ”

"Those who know me, only the old brothers, born with your confidant, Xie has no regrets in this life!" "Those who use knives are crazy, those who use knives are so strong, Xie Yongchang is a strong person, and Aban is the same, Xie Yongchang naturally knows what Aban said, he is looking for him to go down the stairs, he is grateful in his heart, even if he loses an arm, but as long as he can still move, he is never willing to hide behind people and watch others desperately, tunnel, "Brother, how much is left in your wine bag 'swimming in the water'?"

Xie Yongchang is good at drinking, but he is by no means an alcoholic who will go around begging for wine during a fight, but wine can not only be intoxicating, wine can also relieve pain, and wine can also make people excited, Aban knew Xie Yongchang's intention to beg for wine, and suddenly smiled: "If you are gluttonous, you can drink it in three sips, not more than one sip." ”

Xie Yongchang said: "Hey! What a drunkard, you have to worry about me for this little bit of wine!"

Aban said: "After all, there is not much left, and one-third of it is for you to drink, which is considered a lot, and I have to rely on the rest to play!"

As he spoke, Aban had untied the wine bag from his waist and threw it to Xie Yongchang.

Xie Yongchang was not greedy, three grunts, and after swallowing three sips of wine, he threw the wine bag back to Aban.

A few moments after the wine passed through his throat, the fierceness of the dragon playing in the water immediately diverged, Xie Yongchang was immediately tired, energetic, and said: "Brother, how many years have you and I known each other?"

At this time, Aban had already drunk all the wine in his bag, smacked his lower lips and tongue, as if he was still unsatisfied, and replied: "No more, no more, sixteen years." ”

Xie Yongchang said: "Sixteen years, it's really not much, I have to make friends like my brother for decades, hundreds of years to be happy!"

Aban said: "Heroes see the same thing. Old buddy, we still have a day to come, and the future is long, and this little turtle grandson of Yinshamen can't trap me if he wants to come. ”

Xie Yongchang said: "That's a good point! Since ancient times, the literati and scholars have been chanting poems while drinking, but now that there is no wine, the excitement is not over, so let's kill all these turtle grandsons of Yinshamen while chanting poems!"

The two of them spoke freely, the knife in their hands could not stop, and the fire blade and the cold moon knife were combined, and even though there were twenty or thirty people in the Silver Evil Gate to besiege it, they were helpless to take the two of them, and it became a stalemate for a while.

When the knife rose and fell, Xie Yongchang expressed his pride in his chest, and said with a smile: "Brother, I'll say first, 'The cold moon is shining all over Kyushu, singing and dancing to the sky!'"

Aban commented: "Walking all over Kyushu and dancing in the sky, the old buddy really lives up to the title of crazy knife." I followed an even more frantic sentence, 'Laugh at the arrogant overlord of Western Chu, hesitate and dare not cross Jiangdong!'"

"The old brother actually compared the overlord of Chu thousands of years ago, and he really exalted my brother. ”

"Hey, old buddy, how can a madman be humble, only if the heart is crazy, can he be crazy with a knife, and no one can match him, so why fight for the overlord of the rivers and lakes!?"

"Good, good, good!"

After the poem was written, after the three "good" words, more than 20 members of the Yinshamen Gang had all fallen in a pool of blood.

Aban and Xie Yongchang glanced at each other, and after choosing the direction of the majority, they continued to swing their knives forward.

"Brother, this time you come first. ”

"Walk the rivers and lakes, and sing the wine. ”

"Happy revenge, this life is free!"

"What a 'let me go', then let my brother and me accompany my brother to have a good time in this life!"

"Good!"