If this thing were to appear in the Legend of Legends, it would be interesting and surprising. But now it is on www.biquge.info the battlefield—there are still the corpses of comrades in the barren grassland, and the crowd is filled with uneasy emotions, where can anyone have the heart to think of any interesting things.

Therefore, just after being slightly stunned, these soldiers who left the army knew that this was really a demon's trick and change technique. So it didn't take anyone's order - they wielded their swords and slashed at the swarthy tortoises. But after all, these old turtles have hard carapaces, which cannot be cut through by ordinary swords. So he turned them over, stabbed them in the neck socket, and stirred them vigorously.

These large turtles also bleed red. For a while, the forest was fishy again, as if another big battle had been fought.

After they were cooked, the head of the departing army, Fifth Jing, turned his head sharply and looked behind.

At this moment, the armor on his body cracked, and his hair was scattered. There was blood between his mouth and nose, and there was a slanted knife wound on his neck, which was curled with flesh. One of his own soldiers came over to remove his armor and heal his wounds, but Fifth Jing pushed him away - and reached out to tear off the broken armor.

Then he strode through the wounded soldiers, and pulled out a diagonal knife on the ground - and came to the Qingjun formation.

His appearance and momentum are indeed terrifying. The blood from the wound on his neck was still flowing, soaking half of his body. His face was also black, black, red, and red, like an evil ghost of Shura.

There was a shield in front of the Qing army, and it had not yet been withdrawn. But Fifth Jing had a gloomy face, didn't say a word, and stretched out his foot to kick. His massive physique was already strong enough and his kicking skills were so skillful that he kicked both shields away with just one kick. Then he seemed to regard these Qing troops as nothing, as if he was in his own army, pushed left and right, opened a way for himself, and walked straight to Ding Min.

These Qingjun were already a little sorry because they were late. Seeing that the Fifth Jing had been seriously wounded again, he had only broken in so angrily to reason with their own team--they could not really capture a seriously wounded soldier who had just won the battle--there were twice as many of them as there were left.

However, this fifth Jing is not a theory.

Ding Min frowned slightly: "Fifth General-"

Only these four words were spoken, and the fifth Jing raised his knife and slashed. Although he was wounded, the knife was so powerful that it slashed through the air.

How could anyone have imagined that this Fifth Jing would dare to run into the Qing army and cut people? They were stunned for a while. Ding Min was also stunned - Yan Er was clever, and handed out his longbow in the oblique stab for a moment. But it was only a little off the rails - it was originally going to the front door, but now it is running to the shoulder.

But Ding Min had already come back to his senses, folded his hands, and blocked it with the iron armor on his arm. When there was a long sound, Ding Min and his horse were shocked back three steps, the iron armor on his arm was cut into three pieces, and half of his body was numb.

At this moment, he knew that Wu Jing was really going to kill - the soldiers on both sides immediately rushed up, some hugged his waist, some hugged his arms, and some hugged his legs, and pressed him to the ground with all hands and feet. But he didn't dare to kill him, for fear of strangling the head of the seriously injured departing army.

The Qing army here moved, and the leaving army over there was also a mess, and the Qing army was surrounded by sword soldiers in hand, and drank some words like "The southern barbarians escaped from the battle and killed my family".

Qingjun didn't have anything to scold back, so he could only form a formation, and his face was silent with a blue face.

After the Fifth Jing was pressed to the ground in the array, Ding Min jumped off his horse and asked Qingjun to pull the Fifth Jing up. After such a toss, the head of the army finally lost his strength. But his eyes were still fierce, and he only looked at Ding Min - as if it was not him who was captured: "Watch the battle, huh? Do you Southern Barbarians know how we deal with deserters and cowards in battle?!"

"We're not leaving. Ding Min said calmly. At the same time, he took the burlap handed over by Xu Mou, and slowly wrapped the wound on his arm while staring at the fifth Jing, "And I didn't watch the battle, let alone fight." The fifth general is proficient in the art of war and strategy, you can think about it-"

He said this slowly, and glanced at the hillside not far away in the shadow of the sword and sword around him—Li Yunxin was looking at the scenery.

"Why were they attacked on the way, but they were actually ambushed. Since the other party is prepared and can set up an ambush in the front, it is difficult to ensure that he does not set up an ambush in the rear. Although we are two armies, we are now fighting against demons for the righteousness and justice of the world - how can we sit idly by?"

Ding Min said in a deep voice: "Before, we just suppressed the formation first, so as not to be attacked by people in front and back, and the enemy in the abdomen and back." Then, seeing that the enemy army was not like this, he also pressed on it -- the fifth general was a clear-eyed man, and he would never fail to see clearly. ”

Fifth Jing sneered: "Suppress the formation, I see that you want to escape! Let me ask you——"

"No need to ask. His words were interrupted. With a sword in his hand and crutches on the ground, he walked among the chaotic sergeants. Lijun and Qingjun were facing each other before, and the swords and guns were unsheathed, as if they would fire up with just one look. But now that Kongtongzi came over, no one dared to aim their swords at him, and they all hung down.

He walked so embarrassed but majestically until he walked between Fifth Jing and Ding Min, and looked at the two of them. Then he said to Fifth Jing: "Don't you see what that painter is doing? These people are rare to have such courage. ”

He snorted, turned his head to look at Li Yunxin, and his eyes were very complicated - it stands to reason that it is true that Qingjun delayed the fighter, and it is also true that this painter mixed Yuanzi cowered in battle. However, he looked at Li Yunxin's expression at this moment...... If this person had indeed ordered the Qing army not to go into battle just now and to sit back and watch them die, then they would be safe and sound at this moment...... Where did you get the courage to be so calm and calm? and just ...... He knew he was going to die. He saw the look in the eyes of the Red Fire General at that moment. I also knew that my sword was not that powerful. But the demon was seriously injured!

He knew it wasn't his own power. Surreptitiously...... There are high-ranking people.

Then, Ku Tongzi laughed dumbly in his heart—laughing at himself. He was really, frightened by the demon. For a moment, I wondered if this painter Mingyuanzi would be the master!

Because of this thought, he looked at Ding Min again: "Poor Dao asks you." You answer me honestly. What was that bastard doing just now?"

Ding Min was slightly stunned. Then he frowned slightly: "Mixed Yuanzi Dao Chief...... I've been following us just now. ”

Kong Tongzi saw Ding Min's expression when he said this, and also saw the expressions of the Qingjun beside him. Then I realized that what he said seemed to be against his will. Therefore, on the side of the bastard, he was temporarily relieved.

It's not him...... He's just a painter who is afraid of death and doesn't let others rush to kill him......

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Mom and Dad's computer is broken. The first time I used a mobile phone codeword, this chapter is. It's so unaccustomed...... Plus sick again...... ah