The armor soldiers surrounded one after another, like making zongzi, at a glance, everyone had no hope of killing them at all, and those black-robed people were also eyeing the periphery, the weapons in their hands were different, but they were undoubtedly with cold light, waiting for bloodthirsty, these cultivators with the strength of the Ayara Realm would insert into the brawl with a stronger posture after the young men in the pioneer camp experienced the consumption of the armor soldiers, and give a fatal blow.

Now, the west gate is like this, then they will not feel good on the east side of Ganqi, Zhao Kai and they have a plan, separate actions, in this chase in the pioneer camp teenagers after a year of hard training to get the good quality of the full embodiment, but even if their own fast, no matter how dexterous, but still by Wang Qingyuan's lackeys bitten, the disadvantage of numbers, the old saying that two fists are invincible with four hands has been well verified, but everything can not be regretted, and there is no need to regret it.

Zhao Kai's arms and muscles burst out, and there was a faint golden light through, that was the golden light jue in play, and suddenly the dagger in his hand stabbed out like a swimming dragon, and the target was the nearest armor soldier in front of him, he didn't spare his hand, and hit the opponent's throat directly.

The armor soldier only felt a chill in his neck, and then the blood splattered in front of him, and the flowers bloomed, but his vitality withered instantly, and with a bang, the man fell forward, and after the silence of that moment, no one was silent, and for a while, the sonorous sound was endless, just like the opening of a blacksmith shop, and the blacksmiths were also very hard, but after a few breaths, the corpses of the armorers fell one after another.

When this battle was in full swing, He Wushuang's side also encountered resistance, and the team of Lingping City's Tingwei Mansion had already changed from what it used to be after the Heavenly Demon Catastrophe, which could be described as a rare elite, but they were also like the young people in the pioneer camp, they had a fatal disadvantage, that is, the number was too small, although these half-killed black-robed people in front of them were still more than enough, but they couldn't be stopped on this mountain road all the time, and they still had to control the overall situation of the academy, but at this moment, they couldn't distinguish the redundant manpower, if they wanted to rush to the academy, they had to fight quickly and fight a bloody way！

This time he came to Shuxiang City to handle the case, although He Wushuang also attached great importance to it, but Ling Pingcheng still had to defend the Tingwei Mansion after all, and he couldn't take care of the end, so He Wushuang only did his best to transfer nearly a hundred relatively more elite Tingwei, which was already a big deal.

On the mountain road, the people of the Tingwei Mansion were running wildly, they followed He Wushuang's pace closely, and He Wushuang, in order to rush to the academy more quickly, copied the shortcut, and walked even more mountain, but when they climbed a section of the hill, they saw that they could approach the entrance on the east side of the academy only one mile in front of them, but they saw a group of black-robed people under the slope also rushing over in an orderly manner, and then lined up in an array, looking at the people of the Tingwei Mansion very imposingly.

He Wushuang's gaze swept over the bodies of those black-robed minions, and he couldn't help but look stunned, these guys turned out to be cultivators of the Ayaluo Realm, what kind of force is this, you must know that for ordinary small forces, a few cultivators of the Ayaluo Realm are strong enough.

However, the team of thirty or forty people in front of him had all arrived at the Ayaluo Realm, and none of them were novices who had just stepped into the cultivation path, and their breath was calm enough, and what bothered He Wushuang the most was the cold man standing in front of the team with a sword, it was the assassin who raided the Tingwei Mansion yesterday and then killed Han Xing in front of He Wushuang.

He Wushuang's eyes were full of anger, and his momentum suddenly began to rise, now the situation is very clear, there is an accident on the side of the academy, a very serious matter, as the mastermind of the case who was handpicked by Qu Huang, the acting city lord, such a big thing happened, he must be responsible, whether it is his own negligence or the other party's plan is too deep, until now, he must break a way.

Although there are a few of the nearly 100 Tingwei behind him who are not proficient in cultivation and are only ordinary people with outstanding fist and foot kung fu, most of them are specially recruited cultivators of the Ayaluo Realm, and now they are not afraid, it is the time to strike hard, after the death-like silence of the two parties, no one to command, no one to order, they began to spontaneously rush into battle, and now a hundred swords sounded, which was the sound of everyone in the Tingwei Mansion drawing their swords, followed by the sound of shouting, nearly 100 people rushed forward together.

Although the black-robed minions on the opposite side are holding different weapons, they are relatively silent, just like the cold front that comes out of its sheath in the dark night, not attracting people's attention and making a sound, but it can make people more frightened. Their momentum was not weak at all, and even because of this silence, the cold energy on their bodies was even more prominent, but it increased a little momentum.

And He Wushuang's rising momentum finally reached its peak, his feet kicked the ground violently, and then he jumped out and smashed down like a cannonball, the strong body of the golden body realm showed an extraordinary appearance in an instant, and his fists were wrapped with a layer of sharp metal texture, and he forcibly charged his strength in the air where there was nowhere to borrow his strength, and then slammed down with such extreme strength, the black-robed man's face changed slightly, and he didn't dare to hold it up anymore, the long knife was instantly unsheathed, but it was still too late to slash out, so he had to cross his chest, barely blocking He Wushuang's sudden and sharp blow.

A long ravine was plowed out of the earth, and although the cultivators of the Golden Body Realm still looked like normal human bodies, their physical strength had long since left the mortal womb, and they were just attacking and blocking with one move and one blow, and the spiritual power ripples they emitted would also affect the surrounding battlefield.

One blow repelled the black-robed man more than ten steps, He Wushuang did not stop, the black iron long knife on his waist was finally unsheathed, and the two of them fought yesterday more by relying on the flesh of the golden body realm to bombard, but now it is a matter of life and death, a matter of honor and disgrace, the curtain has been completely opened, and neither of them has left their hands, and for a while, the sound of the impact of the Qiang Qiang subway machine is like a giant's heartbeat, and it does not stop at all.

Gradually, the situation became white-hot from the immaturity at the beginning, and then gradually became clear after the heat passed, and everyone in the Tingwei Mansion had the upper hand!

And He Wushuang, who was holding the knife in his hand, had a lot of divine consciousness out of thin air, for a while, the knife was like a swimming dragon, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and the black iron long knife was like a second real life in his hand, which could often exert an unexpected effect, and relatively speaking, the black-robed man on the opposite side made the knife more decent, not that he was not strong, but that he was not suitable for this kind of evenly matched and upright battle.

As early as yesterday, after the black-robed man's surprise attack, He Wushuang could guess the path that the black-robed man was taking, that is, the assassins, who were able to take advantage of his carelessness yesterday to hide all the momentum and spiritual power fluctuations, until the moment when he finally made a move, He Wushuang could not react, what a superb assassin skill this is, such a powerful assassin, he should have thought of that force a long time ago.

Thinking of this, He Wushuang's mind contracted again, and his spiritual qi suddenly returned to the blade, like a knife man, and he even narrowed his eyes, those who were familiar with him knew that this was a sign of He Wushuang's anger.

The black-robed man on the opposite side only felt that the momentum of the man on the opposite side suddenly changed again, more restrained, and undoubtedly more condensed and concise, and then the black iron long knife in the other party's hand seemed to be endowed with spirituality.

Boom, boom, the substantial sword qi swung out from the long knife, slashing towards the black-robed man, although the black-robed figure is flexible and changeable, and the combat experience is also extremely rich, although he fell behind before, he can still hold He Wushuang steadily, but now in the face of this level of slashing, he can only be tired of parrying, and gradually become a little weak.

Seeing this, the court captains under He Wu's hands were greatly encouraged, although their own losses were also quite heavy, but the people who saw the dawn were naturally more hardworking, in this case, in just half an hour, the people of the court commander's mansion could fight a bloody way.

The two entrances and exits on the east and west sides of the academy are now a bloody scene, of course, most of them are the blood of the armor soldiers and the black-robed people, and at the same time, there are also corpses that are displayed at random, and they are still hot.

The number of young people in the pioneer battalion on the east side is more, about sixty people, and now most of them are injured, but no one is cowering, they are all red-eyed, and the armor soldiers who are besieged by the sea of people tactics in front of them are too frightened by the scene and dare not come forward to wave their knives for a while, so there is silence from time to time on the scene, but soon the people in the pioneer camp will take the initiative to break the silence, and the armor soldiers can only continue to fight hard.

Of course, the people in the vanguard camp who have been able to trap them all the time rely more on those black-robed people who don't know what to do, they are extraordinary, more ruthless and bloody, and their moves are unimaginably vicious, and the serious injuries on the bodies of several teenagers are due to them.

Gan Qi of Ayaluo Realm is mixed in such a team, even if he lacks actual combat experience, he has grasped the essence in this battle, that is, to kill the opponent, and to protect himself as much as possible, the situation is now, it is no longer something he can predict, not to mention where these young people who are full of justice but have outstanding strength, where did those black-robed people who don't know where they came from.

At this time, he also felt despair, just as his mentor fisherman Lao Suo felt the despair, he had already understood the reason why his teacher jumped into the river, powerless, powerless, or powerless, the water was too deep after all, so Lao Suo could only rely on the public opinion spread by his own death and the overt or covert plots before his death to block his life to seek a dawn.

Thinking of this, Gan Qi, who felt a pain in his heart, instantly put down a lot of things, just as the teacher can give up many things, he should also be fearless, at this time, he was like a sudden realization in his practice, his fighting style changed sharply, and he had already comprehended some of the true meaning of fighting in the battle.