Hu Hammer led a thousand people and quickly came to a large woods in the north, and Dun Xuan immediately arranged for the third and fourth teams to respond in case of an accident.

Besides, Hu Hammer stopped the advance of the brigade near the edge of the forest belt, and Hu Hammer led two people to walk forward cautiously, which was less than a hundred feet away from the battlefield outside the forest, and he had to reconnoiter first. In a moment, the three of them came to the edge of the forest in secret, and looked out under the cover of the trees.

I saw the sound of fighting outside the forest shaking the sky, and a lot of people faintly fell on the ground, about more than 1,000 people were attacking more than 200 people in the middle, Hu Hammer saw that the clothes of the besieged personnel were the unique costumes of the newcomer peak, and the formation formation used was the unique gossip Wuji formation of the newcomer peak, and he recognized at a glance a girl who was nervously commanding the enemy, it was Qing'er!

So Hu Hammer hurriedly gestured to the rear and ordered the team to prepare for battle, and after seeing that the men and horses behind him were ready, he suddenly shouted "Kill!", and without hesitation, he took the lead and rushed out.

Qing'er's clothes have been stained red with blood, a half-foot-long knife wound on his left shoulder is still bleeding out, his little face is pale, his teeth are clenched, and the magic weapon in his hand has lost its spiritual power, and it is estimated that it will be broken soon.

Qing'er is very tired, experiencing such battles and trauma at a young age, which makes her weak physical and mental exhaustion to the extreme, but a little spiritual light is still supporting her to keep fighting, because she doesn't want to die, she wants to live, so she has to fight for survival!

Zhang Jun beside him, his face was distorted, mechanically waving the magic weapon in his hand, one of his left arms drooped down, obviously unable to move, and the knife in his right hand had been broken in half, but he was still swinging hard, blocking, and fighting, because he didn't want to die!

None of the other rookie peak people were not injured, but none of them stopped, because stopping would mean death, just like some rookie peak members who had fallen to the ground and stopped moving!

Everyone is doing the last desperate fight, not for anything else, just to be able to live one more moment!

Maybe this is the sense of survival!

"Mother, the child is gone!" A rookie peak disciple roared violently, threw away the broken magic weapon in his hand, jumped up, ignored the long sword inserted into his abdomen, hugged the opponent violently, opened his mouth and bit the opponent's throat fiercely.

The "poof" long sword was half exposed from behind, and the two fell to the ground together, struggling a few times, and both stopped moving.

"Ahh

Before he died, a rookie peak disciple who weighed three swords still stabbed his long sword into the opponent's body.....

More and more of the disciples of the Rookie Peak have died, after all, they are too tired, facing opponents who are several times their own, it is already a miracle that they can fight until now!

"Boom--" There was a big shock, a golden light lit up, and suddenly, the crowd that was besieging the disciples of the Newcomer Peak was bombarded by a huge force, and a golden sledgehammer rushed over and quickly cut through the encirclement.

"Help! Hurry up!" Hu Hammer shouted.

Wielding his earth-shattering hammer, he slaughtered all sides, shaking the besiegers into the sky, and his bravery was irresistible.

But only Hu Hammer himself understands that in such a state, he can only hold on to half the tea hour at most!

Qing'er was already a little confused, and when she saw someone approaching her, she instinctively waved her magic weapon and attacked, but she was easily dodged by someone who came, grabbed her arm and said loudly, "Senior sister, we are from the Rookie Peak!"

"Rookie Peak..... Finally found ......" Qing'er relaxed her strength, her heart was overwhelmed, and she fainted.

When Hu Hammer and the others retreated to the top of the nameless mountain peak, the shouting and killing under the mountain gradually stopped.

Returning to the mountain peak with more than 100 people, Hu Hammer sat on the ground with his butt and gasped with his big mouth open: "Damn, I'm almost tired of Lao Tzu, and if it's too late, Lao Tzu won't be able to come back!" Hu Hammer said secretly.

fled back to the top of the mountain with more than a hundred injured people, but there were nearly 10,000 people chasing and killing behind him, fortunately, the ambush soldiers planted by Dun Xuan and others repelled the pursuers, otherwise, none of these people who saved people would not think about coming back, they would definitely be surrounded by others, after all, it was ten times their own people!

Looking at the wounded one by one, Dun Xuan's brows furrowed very tightly, and Ning Feiwu's face was also pale.

A large number of pills and heavenly treasures were quickly consumed, and most of the injured people woke up, but there were also a few people who were too seriously injured and could not be saved, and left with hatred.

"Why? Why the hell is this? Why do they want to kill us?!" Qing'er had tears in her eyes, at the beginning, she led nearly 400 people who had been gathered with great difficulty to the assembly point, but now there are less than 200 people left, how can it not be sad!

They were all half-grown children, some were just ten years old, and ordinary mortal children had just woken up from the naughty children, but the cultivators had to fight hard to survive.

Why is that? Many people are asking themselves!

Doubts are doubts, grief and indignation are grief and indignation, but people always have to live, and only by living can everything be possible!

In order to survive, the children of Xinrenfeng have grown up and matured, and their hearts have become extremely tough, there is only one word "kill" in their hearts, only one word "kill" in their eyes, and only one word "kill" in their minds!

Zhang Jun's left arm was seriously injured, and his arm bone was fractured, and he could not be used normally in the short term.

"Damn! Lao Tzu has never been so seriously injured!" Zhang Jun's eyes showed a cold look that did not match his age, and he secretly said hatefully.

Ning Feiwu walked to Qing'er's side lightly and comforted: "Don't cry, it's useless to cry, we can't figure it out, why treat the personnel of our newcomer peak like this, aren't we disciples of the Moon Han Palace? Or is the Moon Han Palace so cruel in the first place?

Preparations for war are still under intense preparations.

Zhang Jun carefully observed the direction and topography of the mountain, and put forward one ambush plan after another that made the newcomers shudder.

At the foot of the mountain is a relatively flat plain, Zhang Jun asked people to dig one after another half-human deep pits there, there are tens of thousands, and sharp metal iron sticks, sharp steel needles, sharp arrow clusters and so on are laid in the pits.

Taking advantage of the direction of the mountain, he closed several passages up the mountain, leaving a few roads, all full of traps, and arranged personnel on both sides of the road to hide a large number of boulders on both sides of the road.