Not only that, but his right leg was also swept away by Ma Buer's pursuit energy one after another because of the huge impact force, and the entire leg bone was cracked, which was miserable, it can be said that Lu Zhang's life at this moment, although he is here, he is depressed, at most he still has half a life.

"Young Master Zhang, I think we are going to move quickly, in the direction of Ao Mountain, another team has been wiped out by that old ghost, judging from his direction, it is very likely that it will move towards us soon. It was a man with bare arms like a mallet, but it was Zhang Dazhu, the representative of Jinjiang Town, who was trained by Lu Zhang to become his deputy because of his strength and courage to fight.

In the battle when Ma Buji attacked Lu Zhang, it was Zhang Dazhu who fled with Lu Zhang on his back.

"This is the fourth transfer, right?" Lu Zhang raised his eyelids lightly, but said faintly: "Dazhu, you throw me down, a waste, don't let that old ghost kill my Lu family soldiers again." If I die, he will give up, and you will take everyone to the Jiekou Pass again, and if you receive the Jiekou Pass, it can be regarded as an explanation to grandpa. ”

Zhang Dazhu shook his head again and again: "Young Master Zhang, don't tell me this, most of the tasks given to me are to rescue you." If I leave you here, I won't have the face to see them when I die, then won't they and the nearly 1,000 brothers all die in vain?"

"But if it goes on like this, more and more people will only be killed by the guy who killed that day, ah......" Lu Zhang's face was distorted because of his excitement.

"Young Master Zhang...... How are you......" Zhang Dazhu scratched his head and scratched his ears anxiously.

Lu Zhang took a few deep breaths and woke up from the pain, but he was a little less depressed: "I'm fine...... The sensing power of the Xuan cultivators of the Fucheng Realm can sometimes exceed one or two thousand meters, and if the last team that was wiped out is not far from us, it is better to move away. ”

"But I've already ordered my subordinates to pack up!" Zhang Dazhu seemed to realize that he had done something wrong.

At this time, several screams sounded from the mountains and forests on the side. Lu Zhang's and Zhang Dazhu's faces changed in unison, this numbness undoubtedly came too quickly, making people a little unable to react.

Zhang Dazhu, a rough man, had a flash of inspiration in his mind at this moment: "Young Master Zhang, don't make a noise in this biedong......"

After speaking, Zhang Dazhu had already crawled out of the rock crevice, and then turned around and knocked down a big tree with one hand, and tilted it down, just blocking the mouth of the rock crevice, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see any difference there.

After doing this, Zhang Dazhu beckoned the panicked soldiers to run away together: "Everyone run, one person carries one person, and scatters to run!"

Less than two hundred people, after thirty or forty people died, quickly divided into a single group, divided into dozens of groups, and scattered birds.

With the attitude that he would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go, although Ma Buji was a little annoyed by the sudden appearance of this situation, he still expressed a sneering attitude.

Ma Buji's speed is very fast, he flashes in the mountains and forests like a ghost, easily harvesting the lives of those soldiers who flee together, as long as he locks on, no soldier can have the slightest ability to resist or dodge.

Except for Zhang Dazhu, as a hot-blooded realm martial artist, his ability to deal with crises is still much stronger than that of ordinary soldiers.

In the roar, when the roots of the two big trees were directly blown up, Zhang Dazhu climbed up with a pale face, and the black back of the soldier he was carrying was also swept by the edge of the Xuan Qi, and half of his body was directly broken.

"Hot-blooded martial artist?" Ma Buer smiled a little wickedly: "It's rare to see it these days, and my status in the army should not be low, right...... Where's Lu Zhang'er?"

"He's naturally in a safe place, you old ghost don't want to find him!" Zhang Dazhu licked his mouth, the pressure of death made him feel a dry mouth.

"You are very bold, it seems that you are not afraid of death, but it doesn't matter, I will make you regret acting so hard!" Ma Buji finished speaking, raising his hand lightly, and his Xuan Qi was released.

Zhang Dazhu only felt that his body was tight, and the whole person was imprisoned by an invisible huge force, and then his body slowly floated towards Ma Buer, a feeling of despair made Zhang Dazhu feel bitter in his heart, but he did not regret joining the Hongshan Army, nor did he regret the series of things he had done before.

But at this moment, a thick wisp of finger qi shot from the dark sky, straight at the door of the numb brain, accompanied by the sound of the aftermath moaning.

"Soul Dream Finger!" Ma Buji's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly put away his Xuan Qi and turned to auxiliary defense.

In an uproar, the Crimson Cloud Claw knocked down an ancient tree, and its huge body fell straight down. And in Ma Buer's annoyed eyes, Xie Qianchou swooped down in the air like a big bird, and pointed to the dots, and a few soul dreams pointed out.

For the soul dream finger that relieves thousands of sorrows, no metaphysical cultivator dares to be careless, what is the difference between the occult technique that will fall asleep if you touch it and die if you touch it?

Ma Fuji turned Ugane's crutch like a windmill, forming a huge air shield in front of him. The soul dream pointed at the air cover, and it disappeared without a trace.