Wu Youwei's brows furrowed again, he is not the kind of person who will not be saved when he sees death.

Over the years, in Canglongmen, Wu Youwei has only brought a total of three apprentices.

Two of them, in the first wave of the conflict, have already fallen.

In other words, up to now, Luo Dapeng is his only living disciple, and Wu Youwei doesn't want to leave the other party alone.

In addition, if Luo Dapeng hadn't helped him resist for a while just now, he would have lost more than just an arm today.

Seeing that the footsteps coming from the mountain road on the right were getting closer and closer, Wu Youwei didn't have time to think about those messy things anymore.

He turned his head to Wu Shixun and said, "Wait a minute, you can follow yourself." ”

Then he stretched out his only remaining right hand, directly pinched Luo Dapeng under his armpit, turned around and flashed into the depths of the woods.

I don't know if he is friend or foe, and he himself was injured, plus Luo Dapeng, who was sandwiched with limited mobility, Wu Youwei's speed of action was not fast at all.

So he could only take these two guys and hide in the depths of the woods for a while.

On the other side, Zhao Weiming, who hurried here with a group of people and horses, did not look very good.

When he smelled a strong smell of blood from a gust of mountain wind, Zhao Weiming's face instantly became even more ugly.

Damn, that's not a good thing.

A sign on the side of the road indicated that they had to keep going.

But the smell of blood blowing in his face let him know that there had just been a tragic war ahead.

"Xu Yang, a few of you will follow me to the front first. ”

Zhao Weiming, whose face was ugly, instantly accelerated his speed, and his figure quickly rushed forward.

Xu Yang, who was following closely behind him, was not slow at all.

As soon as Zhao Weiming's words fell, Xu Yang had already lifted a mouthful of internal strength from the dantian, and rushed forward quickly towards the other party's back.

The few people who rushed forward with Xu Yang were the top guys in this team.

Their speed is also not slow.

In the blink of an eye, a few of them flew to the Shura field full of stumps and broken arms.

Seeing such a tragic scene, not to mention Zhao Weiming, the great elder, even if it was Xu Yang and a few of them, their faces became quite ugly.

What's more, on this small hillside that is not too big, there are more than 20 mutilated corpses lying horizontally.

The intensity of the battle here can be seen from this.

Xu Yang took a cursory glance at the hillside and found that at least two-thirds of the corpses belonged to their Canglongmen disciples.

Looking at these familiar faces lying in a pool of blood, the pale-faced guy beside Xu Yang punched the trunk of a bowl-sized tree beside him, and smashed the small tree into two pieces on the spot.

You must know that these disciples of Canglongmen were still swaying around in front of them yesterday.

Only one night has passed, and these fresh lives have been separated from them forever.

In this kind of scene, no matter who comes in the place, it is impossible to feel good.

The guys who arrived later, after seeing this scene, also showed a sad face.

The day before yesterday, their Canglongmen had just lost more than 20 of their fellow sects, and now, more than a dozen of them were killed.

The same door that gets along day and night on weekdays, just say that it is gone, but they are sad.

Of course, in addition to sadness, their hearts are also getting heavier.

The previous grouping, but the captains were casually pulled.

Just imagine, if it weren't for Zhao Weiming's luck in pulling them into this group, the corpses now lying on this wilderness might be some of them.

Ants are still stealing life, let alone humans?

But as long as you can stand and breathe, no one wants to lie on the ground and sleep forever.

Fortunately, the mood was heavy, and none of these guys present showed a timid look.

The death of the same door not only caused sorrow in their hearts, but also ignited the fire of revenge in their hearts.

The crockpot well was broken, and the general was killed.

As a warrior, you should face death.

In the face of death, fear is useless.

Especially the White Lotus Cult disciples they were facing now, they would not let them go because they were afraid.

Zhao Weiming, who was the leader, also had a touch of sadness in his eyes.

But in the next second, he shouted in a deep voice: "Go!"

There were more than 200 people from their Canglongmen this time, and in addition to their team, there were also more than 160 people.

And right now, there are only a dozen corpses in total that belong to their Canglong Gate.

This shows that there are more Canglongmen disciples who are still in unknown danger at this time.

Even if the fighting is so fierce here, the situation ahead must not be optimistic.

They had to rush forward to help.

As for the aftermath here, we can only clean it up when they have the life to come back.

With Zhao Weiming's order, the whole team immediately moved.

However, the scene in front of them also reminded them that this was already a dangerous area, and they had to enter the state of imminent battle in advance.

So before leaving, Zhao Weiming called the guys who had rushed forward with him to check the situation just now, and gave a few words, and then asked those guys to disperse to the mountains and forests on both sides of the mountain road.

As the old saying goes, only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one survive a hundred battles.

At the moment of the great enemy, it is definitely necessary to send scouts to investigate the surrounding situation.

Zhao Weiming, who is full of experience, doesn't want these guys he brings to rush into the encirclement of others like a bunch of fools.

In the eyes of others, Xu Yang, who has many life-saving means, was naturally sent out by Zhao Weiming.

He quickly drilled into the mountains and forests above the left, and he hadn't gone far before he felt something unusual in front of him.

Xu Yang, who had the eye to open the sky, had already found that a hundred meters away in front of the left, there were three figures lying on their stomachs in the grass behind a big rock.

Xu Yang's heart froze, and he immediately dodged and hid behind a big tree.

Seeing the three guys hiding in the grass, they didn't seem to notice his existence.

Xu Yang immediately took advantage of the various shadows in the mountains and forests and walked forward for more than 30 meters.

Under normal circumstances, this distance would be enough for him to see the true faces of the three guys in the grass.

But the problem now is that the three guys are not only covered in blood, but their faces are so dirty that they can't be seen as they are.

For a while, Xu Yang really didn't recognize who they were.

But for him, now the enemy is clear and I am dark, and Xu Yang is not in a hurry.

The rainstorm pear flower needle, which must be a high-quality product produced by the system, has long been installed on his wrist.

The bone chopping knife used to chop bones was also slipped in Xu Yangti's hand.

Then prepare a bottle of the primary berserk potion obtained from opening the treasure chest before, and be ready to take it at any time.

As for the magical [Deterrence Order], it was tightly grasped by Xu Yang in his left hand. 繶䂕N୎ᰠ⩲㩧晎䭜ᴠg끥节ⱻN・17䵑㦍֖ژȰ