"House Master, put me down. Zhan Chiyang said with tears in his eyes: "The lord of the mansion treats me like this, I have died without regrets." ”

"What so much nonsense!" Zhan Changkong spat out a mouthful of blood, and only then did he take a slap from the green ghost, and he opened up a little distance.

At this time, it was still fifteen miles away from Jiangbei.

Normally, this is a fleeting distance.

But after a hard battle, he rushed out of the encirclement, and ran for dozens of miles with a person, and he only felt that his speed was getting slower and slower. The qi in the body has long been depleted, and at this time, it is all up to the potential of the body to continue to move forward.

And yet every cell was groaning in pain.

Fang Caiqing's palm caused him a lot of damage to his internal organs.

Feeling the two ghosts behind him like maggots on tarsal bones, he felt that the fifteen miles that had come in an instant in the past were like a moat at this time.

"Zhan Mansion Lord, Jinhuan Mansion Lord is like a lost dog, could it be that this generation of Jinhuan Mansion is so greedy for life and afraid of death? No wonder Jinhuan Mansion will surrender...... If your elders knew, I am afraid they would vomit blood. A fluttering voice came from behind the two of them.

"Not only is it a lost dog, but it is also a cowardly mouse...... It's not slow, it's just that the strength in his hands is a little worse. Another voice, as if coming from several directions, made it difficult to grasp the specific location.

"Green ghost and white ghost, I will take revenge another day!" Zhan Changkong scolded while vomiting blood.

"Why bother another day, today isn't the best chance?" the previous voice continued to laugh.

Zhan Changkong gritted his teeth and said no more.

"It's almost time, and the Zhan Mansion Lord doesn't have much strength, right? Why don't you stop and let our brother give the world-famous Jinhuan Mansion Master a ride?" As they spoke, the speed of the two gradually increased, and they and Zhan Changkong were shortened in a short period of time from a distance of fifty or sixty meters.

"Lord of the Golden Ring Mansion, you can't run away, why don't you obediently lead your neck and kill you?"

The two figures were like two green smokes, gradually narrowing the distance between them and Zhan Changkong, chasing Zhan Changkong to the left and right respectively, and running forward in a parallel posture with him.

"Stay!" A figure suddenly floated up and fell towards Zhan Changkong's back.

A short turquoise knife in his hand stabbed Zhan Changkong in the back of the heart.

"Fuck off. Zhan Changkong slashed out behind him with all his strength, and the nine golden rings made a crisp metal impact sound at the same time.

"This magic sound confuses the enemy, or did your ancestor steal it in our Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, do you think it will have an effect on the two of us?" The shadow behind Zhan Changkong floated in the air, just dodging this knife, and then accelerated to stab him in the back.

"Jiji, don't struggle, the Lord of the Golden Ring Mansion can get on the road with peace of mind!" Another figure bullied in front of Zhan Changkong's body, but what appeared in his hand was a gray short sword.

Zhan Changkong didn't say a word, his body rushed forward, but he felt a chill in his back, and then there was a pain, and blood sprayed out from behind. He tried to clamp the muscles to stop the bleeding, but he couldn't do it at all.

"Mansion Master!" Zhan Chiyang, who was being carried by Zhan Changkong, struggled violently, stretched out his arm and blocked the short sword that was looking at Zhan Changkong.

A hand rose into the sky, Zhan Chiyang covered his broken arm, his face showed pain, but he didn't say a word.

"Ah——!" Zhan Changkong's eyes were bloodshot and roared, agitating the muscles of his body, pressing the last bit of strength to rush forward.

"Boom!" was another strange laugh, and the two continued to follow Zhan Changkong around, looking for an opportunity to attack, just like a wolf on the mountain, biting off each other's flesh with every bite, while also ensuring their own safety.

Otherwise, if you are seriously injured, you may be killed by your fellow disciples. Even if the two ghosts have been in and out together for many years, this habit is still retained.

Spend the least amount of money to kill and damage your enemies, and sometimes even give up some opportunities.

If it weren't for the characteristics of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, I am afraid that Zhan Changkong would not be able to persist until now.

And both of them knew in their hearts that Zhan Changkong would definitely not be able to hold on, and he would not be able to hold on to Jiangbei.

Even Zhan Changkong himself knows that it is already all his strength to be able to maintain the state of running now.

Looking at the torches on the head of Jiangbei City more than ten miles away, that is where the fairy and the colorful fairy in the painting are located, but a kind of despair rose in his heart, and he was afraid that he would not be able to go back.

I hope that the director of Zizhu Academy, Baqian, can treat me well to the people of Jinhuan Mansion...... Zhan Changkong thought sadly in his heart.

At this moment, a black shadow rushed in front of him, giving Zhan Changkong a glimmer of hope in his heart.

That's the direction of Jiangbei City, and the people who came from that direction...... Own!

"Brother Tai help me, I am from the Jinhuan Mansion!" Zhan Changkong roared with all his strength, shouting out this breath, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground.

"Boom!" The two green and white ghosts who followed behind saw the opportunity and rushed towards Zhan Changkong with a strange smile.

"Ah!" At this moment, Zhan Chiyang, who had been seriously injured and had his wrist cut off, violently broke away from Zhan Changkong's arm and blocked Zhan Changkong's back.

Flutter

Two daggers pierced him almost simultaneously.

Zhan Chiyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a hideous look appeared on his face: "Die, die!"

With the only remaining hand, he punched a figure.

However, the figure turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

The other slashed his short knife downward, nearly disemboweling him, and then immediately drifted away.

The two ghosts were divided on the left and right, staring cautiously at the figure that was rushing wildly.

"Chiyang!" Zhan Changkong roared, struggling to get up.

At this moment, the figure ran in front of Zhan Changkong, kicked him out, and then continued to run wildly.

When the two ghosts saw this scene, they also paused, completely unaware of what was happening.

Isn't this person who ran from Jiangbei City the other party's reinforcements?

Looks like...... It doesn't seem to be......

At this moment, four or five more figures rushed in this direction.

Heavy footsteps slammed into the ground, thumping with every step. The momentum of the run made people suspect that even a city wall in front of them could not stop them in the slightest.

The pupils of the two ghosts shrank instantly, if the identity of the person just now could not be determined, the identity of these people would be determined immediately.

Fly Ride!

Only the ancient clan would run so rampage, and only then would they have such a savage and fearless momentum.

"Let's go!"

Almost instantly, the two of them turned into smoke and disappeared into the night.

More than ten seconds later, the dozen or so figures appeared here, and when they saw Zhan Chiyang's body, they immediately separated one person to check on Zhan Changkong, who was kicked away.

"Alive!"

"Send back to the city!"

One person took Zhan Changkong in his arms, and ran towards the city with Zhan Chiyang's corpse.

As soon as he ran to the city gate, he heard a chaotic sound of hooves, and then hundreds of flying horses rushed out of the city gate and headed straight to the south.