was originally a small village, but now more than 20,000 people are forced in, and more people are desperately drilling, which shows the crowded Chengdu.

Fighting, blood, and desperate have become the theme of tonight, and it is clear that you can't get out of this flesh and blood battlefield without defeating the enemy, and you can only desperately wield your weapons to knock down every enemy you can reach in front of you.

Wuji Zhenren and the others were still looking for Kumulu's figure at this time, this person's force was too high, and it was really a big killer in this place that relied on force and perseverance. If he wasn't restrained, the number of Beichen soldiers he could kill and injure alone would be an extremely staggering number.

And Feng Yishan and the others were also waiting, they clearly knew that there could not be only one Kumuru around Shaharu, so they had to find the figure of other masters first, kill or delay them, and buy time and opportunity to kill Shaharu.

As it turned out, Kumulu's strength was terrifyingly stronger than that of a soldier, not only was there no one who could stand in front of him for half an hour.

As Deadwood rushed into the killing circle, his scimitar rained down on the soldiers like the bright light of a full moon.

Almost didn't even need a move, and easily wandered between the many figures of the Beiyuan cavalry, and every Beichen soldier he encountered would turn into several large pieces and fly to the four sides without exception.

The fiery blood splattered everyone, but no one bothered to wipe it, and with a bloody and hideous face, he fiercely handed the weapon in his hand to everyone who could reach it.

Dead Mulu's blade gradually approached the two generals, and his blood-red eyes stared at them coldly.

The two masters have also been hiding themselves, so that Wuji Zhenren and Feng Yishan have nothing to gain.

Seeing that the blood-colored road paved by Kumulu was getting closer and closer, the two generals still stood in place and commanded the battle as if they couldn't see it.

Wuji Zhenren finally couldn't wait any longer, and if he let Kumulu get closer, it would be too late for him to rescue him.

"You continue to wait, Shaharu will not move lightly, Bendao will go and take care of that guy first. Wuji Zhenren threw down a word, and rushed out from under the granary door, and after throwing away a few Northern Yuan cavalry, he shot directly at Shaharu. "Dead Mulu! Ben Dao has been waiting here for a long time. ”

Kumulu naturally discovered Wuji Zhenren at the beginning, glanced at the granary that was still dark and the gate was clanging, and pursed the corners of his mouth, "If you can't burn grain, I'll burn you to death in the first place." ”

Thinking indignantly in his heart, Kumulu also rose up, abandoning the purpose of killing the two generals and going straight to Wuji Zhenren.

With a violent sound, an extremely dazzling light flashed, and the two slightly embarrassed figures were separated with a touch, and a corpse fell within ten meters of the surrounding area of the body.

"Hmph! Kumulu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, ignored the curvature of his little finger, and grabbed it with his hand and broke it back.

There is also an extra opening on Wuji Zhenren's robe, but there is no bloodshed, the long gray beard is missing, and the long gray hair on the temples is a little messy, but other than that, everything is fine, but the breath is a little panting.

"Hmph! Demon wolf rebel! No matter how strong you are, it's just a waste of time. The sky has the virtue of a good life, and today I will give you another chance, put down the butcher's knife, and save your life. ”

"Phew! I think you are old and dizzy, you can't see the situation clearly, open your old eyes and see, now you Beichen people are killed like dogs. Hurry up and arrest it, I think you still have some ability, and allow you to be a dog for Prince Xue to live. ”

Wuji Zhenren was simply angry, and the corners of his mouth smirked to the extreme, "Ignorance and evil obstacles, I understand you today, and avenge the countless people of the Central Plains who unjustly killed you." ”

Saying that, Wuji's real luck has reached the extreme, and the sword is a sword flower, rolling towards Shaharu like flowing water.

Dry Mulu only feels that it is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes near and sometimes far away, sometimes majestic and sometimes like a breeze blowing.

Knowing that it was Wuji Zhenren who used the Taiji swordsmanship of Wudang, he couldn't help but sigh, this world-shattering Taiji swordsmanship really deserved its reputation, and he couldn't find the slightest flaw, and he didn't even know how to start defense, let alone fight back.

The crackling duel continued, and Kumulu swung his scimitar, using all his internal strength, and was still cut several bloody holes all over his body.

Kumuru followed and retreated dozens of feet in a row, almost retreating to the other side of the village, licking his lips, staring at Wuji Zhenren with bloodthirsty eyes, his face full of excitement and longing.

Wuji Zhenren chased after him, but he didn't make a quick move, and killed the Northern Yuan cavalry with a sword in his hand, while looking at Kumulu's whole body.

The two fought fiercely, and the battlefield killed even more fiercely, and after getting rid of death, the two generals rarely wiped their sweat, but the place still did not move at all.

As soon as Kumuru came in, he was entangled, which Shaharu had long expected, what he didn't expect was that there was always only one person pestering Shaharu, could it be that all this was just his heart!

Shaking his head and waving away those bad thoughts, Shaharu ordered to send a message to the other two masters, giving priority to besieging and killing this Wuji Zhenren, and when he died, the three of them would no longer have to worry about it, even if Beichen still had a backhand, he had a way to deal with it.

Subsequently, Shaharu's banner also began to move towards the village.

This time, in the eyes of the audience, Feng Yishan and they clenched their fists happily. The two generals were overjoyed, "It's done!"

From this moment on, I don't know how fate is arranged, silkworms, praying mantises, yellow finch, snakes, eagles, all kinds of self-righteous identities all began to operate, and under various coincidences, the desired achievements were achieved.