Barre rushed downhill with a rolling belt, and in front of him was a barren rocky hill, with no grass growing and the blood mist had not yet spread.

Barre breathed a sigh of relief, the edge of the stone hill was a cliff, and the steep rock was like a knife and axe, bare, and there were no vines to climb. He gritted his teeth, clasped his five fingers like tiger claws, and leaned over to grab the stone wall, intending to risk death to climb down. As long as he escapes with his life this time, he will definitely work hard to cultivate and not be a lost dog again.

The tiger's claws poked out, but they were empty. Barre was stunned for a moment, and grabbed the mountain rock again, obviously close at hand, but he couldn't touch it. Barre was in a hurry and tried around the cliff, but it was still the case.

"Ge Laozi, is there a formation here? Or is it some kind of trick?" Barre was restless and frightened, thinking about it left and right, he simply turned his heart sideways, closed his eyes and rushed out of the cliff.

"Oooo

"Ahh After half a burnt incense, Zhi You saw the lonely figure of Barre, his steps were sluggish, his expression was sluggish, and the whole portrait was hollowed out.

Zhi You let out a piercing laugh, staggered over, grabbed him and howled: "Do you still want to run? Can you run? This is the Ancestral Court's Absolute Battle! We are all finished, we are all waiting to die! We are all going to die! It's all your brainless turtle son who hurt me, it's all you!"

"You turtle son is crazy!" said Barre, angrily, as he fell to the ground with his butt scattered, beating his chest and feet.

"Qiang!" In the siege, Sun Hu saw the opportunity, and the flaming red copper stick was like a fire dragon swinging its tail, setting off a row of raging waves of fire and sweeping towards Wu Qi's waist.

This stick has been gaining momentum for a long time, and it will be saved if it is attacked, and Wu Qi had to withdraw his long sword that stabbed at his side, pointed to the ground with his left foot, and jumped to meet it.

The swords and sticks first struck each other, and then made a series of dense sounds. The blade of the sword trembled like a bird's feather, and it touched the body of the stick again and again. Each time he touched it, he dissipated a stick momentum, and every time he hit it, he drove Wu Qi's body to move and change his position, and the waves of attacks from the horses brushed past him repeatedly, and none of them hit.

Sun Hu roared again, the turbidity all over his body gushed out without reservation, and the flaming red copper rod suddenly changed momentum and rotated, as fast as a roller, forcing the Wuqi long sword to block and keep retreating.

Wu Qi secretly sneered, Sun Hu squandered the turbidity like this, and attacked fiercely, it would definitely not last. Once the qi is exhausted, it is the moment when you take your own life.

"Ho ho ho ho-" The stick wheel turned more and more rapidly, bringing up a whirlpool of turbulent air. "Bang!" A horse on the side was affected by the strength and was involved in it, and the blood ** sky exploded, covering Wu Qi's vision.

Wu Qi didn't think about it, and retreated sharply, while laying layers of defensive sword light around him. "Bang!" Another horse was picked up by the flaming red copper stick, like a boulder thrown, and smashed into Wuqi.

Blood splattered angrily, and as soon as Wu Qi's long sword touched this horse, the other party exploded all over, and a few drops of blood passed through the dense sword net and splashed on his face, burning and hurting. Wu Qi hurriedly retreated again, the long sword barely opened the flaming red copper stick, and then, another horse was stirred by the stick wheel and slammed into it.

Wu Qi was secretly anxious, Sun Hu was already red-eyed, and he did not hesitate to take the lives of his clansmen to fill it. The turbidity gas was poured into Ma Hua's body through the flaming red copper rod, and as soon as the sword came into contact, it immediately exploded, and the energy contained in it shot out in all directions, no less than the killing of hidden weapons.

In the blink of an eye, another horse was entangled in the stick body and slammed into it!

Wu Qi snorted coldly, knowing Sun Hu's calculations, how could he call him Ruyi? At the moment, his body was slightly sideways, letting go of the horse, and the long sword was full of fierce sword qi, passing through the shadows of the sticks, and piercing through the center of the stick wheel.

"When—" The sound of metal slamming sounded piercingly, and the whirling stick wheel hung limply like a poisonous snake that had been stabbed seven inches. The Wuqi Sword Blade suddenly bounced up, and shot straight into Sun Hu's throat at a lightning and flint-like high speed, leaving no more strength left!

This sword is aimed at the weakest point of the stick wheel, it has been planned for a long time, and it is bound to win! The tip of the sword is getting closer and closer to his throat, and the corner of Wu Qi's mouth shows a hint of a self-contained smile. In the end, how can a wild monkey be able to achieve the swordsmanship of the Yu Clan?

Seeing that the tip of the sword touched his throat, the smile on Wu Qi's face froze, and his right arm was suddenly grabbed by a big rough hand, and he couldn't stretch forward a single point.

He turned his head in shock, one horse bared his teeth and grinned, his suddenly long arm grabbed his right arm, and the other hand hit him in the right rib, it was the horse that had just been hit by the stick wheel!

Suddenly, Wu Qi suddenly realized that Sun Hu's stick was actually skillful, and this horse was not infused with turbidity!

Sun Hu first sacrificed a few clansmen to confuse himself, and then sent this horse over, so that he mistakenly thought that the other party would inevitably explode, ignored it, and took the opportunity to sneak attack!

"Squeak!" Wu Qi's arm was pinched so painfully, Sun Hu shook his head with a cruel smile, avoided the tip of the sword, and swung his stick straight down! At the same time, Ma Hua's hard fist hit Wu Qi's right ribs, hitting him with a stumbling sound, and his ribs made a slight cracking sound.

It was too late to draw his sword to defend himself, Wu Qi barely gathered his strength, his wrist fell, and he sealed the flaming copper stick with his sword.

"Boom!" The fierce energy shook Wu Qi and staggered back, his eyes full of stars. Rao is like this, he did not forget to draw down the long sword, and slashed the horse who was dragging his right arm with a sword.

"Bang bang bang!" More than a dozen horses jumped up, and dozens of arms suddenly prolonged, grabbing Wu Qi's body one after another, and tearing it with all their strength!

Wu Qi roared in pain, the long sword shone brightly, swirled around, blood flew out, and one after another shaggy thick arms fell to the ground, and several hands grabbed Wu Qi's bloody flesh and skin.

Without waiting for Wu Qi to slow down, Sun Hu's flaming red copper rod smashed out with all his might, and the turbidity gas was overwhelming, and the giant ape let out a deafening roar.

"Boom!" the swords clashed, and the long sword let out a wail. Wu Qi flew backwards, his face turned pale, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Wu Qi was overshadowed by Sun Hu once. "On the high-rise building where Barre used to hold a banquet, Zhi Kari really looked at the battle situation on the hillside from afar, and he was quite surprised. "Bang dang bang", several destroyed bamboo windows were lifted by the mountain wind, thrown into the air, fell heavily outside the building, and shattered.

There was not a single living person in sight below, and there were no bones left. The blood mist covered the sky, engulfing most of the cottage and surging towards the rocks on the hillside, surrounding the place.

"Yuren has always been from the biggest, these years have commanded the eight wildernesses, pampered and pampered, and gradually lost the bloody nature of the year. As everyone knows, Ma Hua has lived in a dangerous and wild place for a long time, fighting with beasts, fighting with people, and fighting with the sky, which can be said to be experienced in a hundred battles, wandering life and death, how can he not know some cunning tricks?" Prince Qiao snorted lightly, "What's more, whether it is martial arts, art or swordsmanship, it should be based on righteousness, supplemented by strangeness." Fighting, cultivating, and dealing with others...... , no less. As the saying goes, 'Everything is changeable, but everything is always changing.' ’”

Zhi Hunt Zhen pondered for a while, and said happily: "Talking to Mr. will always be profitable." He turned his gaze, walked to the tiger skin chair in the center, stroked the soft fur, and said with emotion: "Barre likes this chair the most, because this is the chair of my father's life, and it represents the prestige of the clan chief." ”

The whirring night wind poured in from all sides, and a pillar on the bottom floor had half collapsed, "crunching" and shaking. The entire bamboo building shook violently and began to tilt to the left, and the tiger skin chair also slid over, and was held down by Zhi Kari Shin with one hand. It's a pity that he doesn't understand that what matters is not the chair, but what kind of person sits it. ”

Wang Ziqiao smiled: "I don't see it that way. Zhino and Barre are gone, but the chair is still here. ”

Zhijia Zhenxiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and the fire was spreading from a ruin, about to burn the bamboo building.

Wang Ziqiao said again: "You are cautious enough, are you still waiting for the follow-up of that Yu clan?"

"It doesn't look like it's going to be. Zhi Hunt really laughed, "It's me who is too worried." ”

There was a loud "boom", like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and a huge fireball exploded on the hillside, and the dazzling fire illuminated the night sky as bright as day. Zhijia really saw it clearly, Sun Hu and Wu Qi were blown up and their flesh and blood were blurred, and they were crumbling.

"Sun Hu blew himself up with a flaming red copper stick!" Wang Ziqiao took a closer look and couldn't help but praise him, "What a Ma Hua who is not afraid of death, and when he is decided, he will be broken! Only in this way can he withstand the sword cultivation of the Yu clan, which is a step in his skill." ”

"It saved me a lot of effort. Zhi Kari walked down the bamboo ladder slowly, and the flames licked the pillars on the ground floor and began to leap upward. After a pause, Shin Zhijia retracted his steps, grabbed the tiger skin chair with his backhand, and pushed it towards the fire.

The flames slammed, the tiger skin burned and rolled, emitting a pungent scorching stench, and the chairs were burned to a "crackling" sound. Zhi Jia Zhen glanced at Wang Ziqiao casually, climbed the stairs, and went straight to the hillside.

"Boom!" the dust and smoke rose, and the bamboo building collapsed behind the two of them, turning into a raging fire. As he walked forward, he turned his hands into magic talismans. "Rumble—" The ground shook, and pieces of ruins exploded behind Zhijia Zhen, and debris flew all over the sky, leaving no trace.

Suddenly, a rapid whistle sounded from the hillside, like a taut iron string flicking into the air, far into the mountains.

"It's Wuqi's whistling!" Prince Qiao's eyes lit up.

"He's begging for help!"

"There is a feather clan sword cultivator who refines the gods and returns to the void!" the faces of the two changed in unison.

The whistling sound became more and more urgent, Wuqi was unkempt, his skin was dry and his flesh was burnt, and he was fighting hard with Sun Hu while swinging his sword, and he let out a fierce roar again and again.

Sun Hu was also scarred, and his chest and back were full of burning blisters. But his momentum was even more frenzied, and his offensive was even more intense, and he punched and kicked Wu Qi desperately, ignoring the sword light that stabbed him.

The movements of the two sides became more and more sluggish, and the strength became weaker and weaker, as if they were floating. What martial arts, swordsmanship, and body techniques are all difficult to apply, and only the tired attack is left.

All around, the severed limbs and wreckage of Ma Hua were scattered all over the ground. More than ten feet away, Barre was lying on his stomach with a dirty face, his left arm blowing away, and his right leg burned black and red. Zhi Yu's half-body lay on the slope, his head rolling in the wind, his old eyes wide open, full of fear.

The whistling sound became staccato and began to weaken. "Ahh He slashed again, and Sun Hu punched again, like two wounded beasts, fighting to the death.

"Stop!" Wu Qi finally couldn't help but scream, "If you continue to fight, you and I will only burn jade!"

"Bird thief, do you know how to be afraid, die together, let's die together!" Sun Hu gasped and roared, slamming his fists and striking again.

Wu Qi gradually exhausted his strength, and the whistling turned into a weak whimper. "Why hasn't Feng Lao come yet? It's impossible, Feng Lao can't be in time......" Wu Qi was shocked, his face showing despair.

"Bang-" Sun Hu grabbed Wu Qi's wrist, and the long sword fell to the ground. With a "click", Sun Hu twisted Wu Qi's wrist, struggled to fall over the shoulder, threw Wu Qi to the ground, rode up and smashed it with his fist.

"Peng, Peng!Peng!" Sun Hu punched Wu Qi in the chest one after another, blood gushing out, and minced meat flying. Wu Qi's eyes gradually weakened, and his mouth and nose gradually disappeared.

"In the end, let's kill you birdman!hahaha!" Sun Hu laughed wildly, the laughter suddenly stopped, blood foam gushed out of his mouth, and his body fell backwards, dying of exhaustion.

After a few moments, Barre staggered to his feet and walked over step by step. "They're all dead. He muttered to himself, staring blankly in all directions. The blood mist covered the sky, the earth's veins trembled, and the hillside was like an island in a sea of blood, ready to sink at any time.

There was a sudden pain in his waist, and the cold blade pierced in, piercing through the kidneys. Barre roared wildly and threw a punch that broke the rib of the man who was sneaking up on him in the back.

"It's you!" Barre's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Barre, it's my ......" Barry Wolf smiled bitterly and moved his wrist, and the blade of the knife was three inches further in, cutting the internal organs.

"Why, why kill me?" Barre was furious, and broke the wolf's arm with his fist.

"You...... No...... Understood. By the way, before the young patriarch left, there was a ...... A few words, want me to ...... Want me to tell you. The wolf grabbed Barre with his other hand and gasped, "The young patriarch said, 'You have a monopoly on power and cannot be loyal; You can't be a hero of the Wu clan, and you can't be a hero. In this way, you should become a stepping stone for the revitalization of the branch. ”

Barre was stunned, his throat suddenly tightened, and he was bitten by the wolf, and blood splattered out.

"You immature wolf cub!" Barre frantically punched and slammed, and the wolf bit Barre's throat tightly, allowing his chest to collapse, but he didn't let go.

Barre's fists grew weaker and weaker, and finally he drooped, his head tilted, and he died.

"You deserve to understand wolves, too?" the wolf laughed miserably, spat out the flesh from his mouth, and set his eyes on the pile of rubble.

The blood mist churned and separated, revealing the figure of Zhi Hunt Zhen hurrying forward.

"He can't do it. Before that feather clan comes, leave immediately!" Prince Qiao held down Zhi Jiazhen, and a paper crane floated out of his cuffs, flapping his feathers and spreading his wings, turning into a tall white crane, and letting out a burst of clear chirps.

On the hillside, the wolf shook his head at Zhi Hunting, resolute and resolute. He smiled hard, turned around, lifted his neck, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

The mountain wind blew, and it was a full moon again.

Another year of loneliness.

Eminem, are you okay?

The separated blood mist rose and fell violently, and finally bridged little by little, surging towards the hillside. The white crane emptied up, carrying Prince Qiao and Zhijia Zhen into the night sky.

The two of them heard a desolate wolf howl coming from below, and looked down, the blood mist was surging like a sea, covering everything.

Eminem, I'm coming.

Zhi Hunt Zhen trembled and burst into tears.

"Before Zhi Ye, I must have secretly told you to kill the wolf afterwards, right?" Prince Qiao said indifferently, "It's okay to do this now, so as not to entangle." ”

The young man stared at Wang Ziqiao with tears, but his eyes slowly revealed a strange firmness: "You don't understand. ”

He knew what he wanted. Ten years ago, they met in the cellar, and he understood.

If it's a wolf, it's going to run into the roaring mountains.

The world is just another chain.

Zhi Hunt Zhen closed his eyes, high-fived and sang:

"Mighty and mighty,

Strike its sword.

He is a son,

Rather bend the bend!"

The song drifted away, and in mid-air, a crimson robe fell slowly, sinking into the sea of blood, never to be seen again.