The desperate battle of the lord of Chen Jiabao, and the sacrificial blow of the old flower worker to highlight the combat power of the nine-star fighter, made the Black Demon Venerable, who originally planned to easily kill Chen Shouye, suffer an unexpected heavy blow and temporarily lost his combat ability.

And with the precise planning of Chen Jiabao and the others in the early stage, the Black Devil team was also forced to break through a gap by Zhou Bantong and others when they also used the all-out encirclement tactics.

After paying the price of the lives of the six star-rank fighters, a team successfully broke out of the south gate of the manor, and under the leadership of Zhou Da, the group quickly turned east and drilled into the mountainous dense forest.

It was only at this moment that Chen Lang woke up a little and seemed to understand that everything he had experienced was real, neither an illusion nor a dream.

But the huge change in the destruction of the family in the middle of the night brought a great mental impact to the second ancestor, although he no longer needed to be dragged by people, and he could keep up with the footsteps of everyone, but the whole person was like a walking corpse, lifeless.

Like a headless fly, the fleeing party marched rapidly along the dense forests of the mountains, and soon traveled a hundred miles.

A cadre of warriors seemed to be rambling around and aimless, but as Zhou Bantong commanded several times in a hurry, he actually threw the black devil pursuers behind him farther and farther away, until in the end, he no longer heard the sound of the enemy's horses' hooves and shouts.

The sun is three poles, and the sky is already bright.

The reborn boy was still at the back of the line, he frowned, a voice suddenly sounded in his head, then he lowered his head and thought hard, and finally made a ruthless decision.

When the sun was shining, but the mountains and forests were cloudy and cold, and the hungry and thirsty fleeing procession passed through a coniferous forest, and was delighted to see a very dilapidated log cabin unfolding ahead.

At the door of the wooden house, Ding Kaishan, the financial director of Chenjiabao who had not shown up, was holding a double-edged battle axe, looking restless.

"Is there any trace of the enemy?"

Zhou Bantong looked serious and asked concisely.

Ding Kaishan replied: "Safe." ”

"Okay! Zhou finally lived up to the trust of the castle owner. ”

Zhou Ban Bucket muttered, then sat down in front of the wooden house and shouted, "Everyone rest on the spot, drink water, eat, and leave here in a moment." ”

"Leave...... Without a car, without a horse, how can I get out of the 100,000 mountains? Besides, my father hasn't come yet!"

The second ancestor of Chen Jiabao finally came to his senses, and he was worried about his father's safety.

Hearing this, Ding Kaishan also thought of the old brother who was fierce and auspicious, and couldn't help but say: "Ding's task has been completed, so I will take people back and answer the lord of the castle." ”

Zhou Bantong shook his head, patted Ding Kaishan on the shoulder, and said, "Old man, our task is to protect the young master and send him to the royal city safely, and we can't make any mistakes halfway." ”

Saying this, the chief manager, who had been confused on weekdays, stroked the giant sword full of blood and flesh, and looked proud: "Don't worry, you and I followed Brother Shouye to kill all sides in this 100,000 mountains, and those demon cubs haven't grown yet! Don't worry about the safety of the castle master, he will definitely be able to escape safely." ”

"Boom........ I'll tell you a wonderful news, Chen Shouye has been given his life, and none of you can escape from the palm of the Demon Venerable!"

A gloomy and sympathetic voice suddenly sounded in the middle of the mountain forest, echoing in everyone's ears, like thunder on the flat ground.

"Impossible!"

Zhou Bantong shouted silently, the giant sword pointed at the sky, and stood up in an instant.

With this exclamation, more than forty black devil soldiers wearing dark light armor and riding mountain wildebeest horses, led by a white-helmeted demon general, seemed to fall from the sky, surrounding the ruined wooden house.

The white-helmeted demon will hold his spear high, and the words in his mouth will be recited: "Mani Lord: Whoever believes in his people is omnipotent!" For the black devil's thousand-year-old blood feud, there is no armor left, and ......... will be killed."

Of the more than forty black devil warriors who suddenly appeared, none of them were mediocre fighters, and the white-helmeted demon general led by him was actually a nine-star fighter, and the two deputies beside him also had the combat power of sixth- and seven-star fighters respectively, and the strength of other fighters was all above the three-star fighters.

"Spicy lumpy ....... It seems to be too big to play this time, and it's really hard to save your life today!"

Chen Chucai secretly regretted it in his heart, his body moved slightly, and he slipped behind Chen Lang.

Now, he no longer cares about what the Second Ancestor will do to him, and if he wants to live, following the Young Castle Lord is the best choice at present.

"Damn it!"

Manager Zhou frowned, looked carefully at the surrounding encirclement, looked at the pursuer who was stronger than himself, and knew that it would be impossible to escape today.

"You take the young master to go first, Ding holds it!"

Ding Kaishan shouted, carrying a double-edged battle axe, and rushed directly towards the white-helmeted demon general.

"Kill ......"

The commander of the guards, Ji E, pointed his spear and led twenty guards to scatter on all sides to meet the black demon soldiers who surrounded him.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The White Helmet Demon General snorted coldly, he didn't take Ding Kaishan in his eyes at all, a seventh-order primitive fighter dared to block his spearhead, isn't this tired?

The black line was like silk, and the demon would stab out a spear, stabbing Ding Kaishan's chest like lightning.

Ding Kaishan turned sideways slightly, and the spear deviated slightly, stabbing him on his right arm, and blood poured out.

In a muffled snort, Ding knew that his life was not long, and he dodged the fatal blow of the white-helmet demon general, not because he was afraid of death, but because he wanted to die a little later, he really only needed a little.

At the moment when the spear was pulled out, I saw Ding Kaishan rushing forward instead of retreating, and shouted loudly: "Burst ......"

The "Yuan Blood Explosion" fighting skill is a decisive blow for a star-level fighter who exchanges his life for his life, drawing on the ancient evil art "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", which is extremely lethal.

This final burst of life encompasses the cultivator's lifelong cultivation, which invisibly amplifies and explodes, killing high-level enemies. As a result of the self-explosion, not only did the flesh dissipate without a trace, but even the three souls and seven spirits would be completely blown to pieces.

From now on, even in the underworld, there will be no soul of this person.

It can be seen how determined Ding Kaishan was to show the "Yuan Blood Explosion", and he didn't know how much favor he had received from Chen Jiabao, and he actually repaid him with such a result.

In the face of such a strong fighter blowing himself up, the White Helmet Demon General did not dare to resist even if he cultivated to a higher level, and his body twisted and flew back, and he did not forget to shout in his mouth: "Retreat....... Everyone quickly retreated!"

On both sides of the wooden house, five or six of the guards of Chenjiabao fell, and the commander Ji E was besieged by six people, one arm had been removed and he was still fighting, and he shouted: "The chief manager will go first." ”

At this moment, there was an earth-shattering loud bang from the place where Ding Kaishan was, and within a hundred meters of him as the center, all existence turned into nothingness.

The trees and weeds were reduced to ashes, the rocks of the mountains were blown into powder, and the Dark Warriors who did not retreat in time were also blown to pieces.

The Dark Devil soldiers who barely withdrew from the blast range, despite their magical defenses, were still staggered by the shock wave of the explosion, spitting blood from their mouths. Only the white-helmeted demon general, who retreated first and had the strongest strength, was not harmed.

"Old man!"

Zhou Bantong screamed, and his heart was already dripping blood.

Decades of acquaintance, decades of fighting side by side, old friends who depend on each other for life and death died in front of his eyes, and he used the most complete means of extinction, how could he not go crazy.

But he is entrusted with a heavy trust, and he can't let the blood of his comrades be shed in vain!

In the midst of all difficulties, Zhou Bantong stomped his feet and yelled at Ji E: "Desperately insist on ten breaths of time." ”

With that, he lifted the trembling Chen Lang left and right, and the young slave with a shocked face, and flew into the dilapidated wooden house.

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