Qiu Ban's figure flashed and rushed in front of Ji Longjun!

Ji Longjun's scalp was numb, this person's kung fu was so strong that he could understand it, and he hurriedly parried and fled backwards. Vertices

"Mu Feng, cut the sand! Stop fighting, let's go!"

Ji Longjun took advantage of the chaos to get into the crowd, and it didn't matter if they could hear it or not, they opened their mouths and shouted, "Leave the old thief, go quickly!"

Mu Feng and Ni Qisha were already surrounded by warriors, but it was dark here, and the heavy tarpaulin on their heads was pressed down to restrict the scalp space, and they couldn't kill anyone if they wanted to, and even Wu Tianbiao couldn't see clearly where he was now squeezed!

The figures are chaotic, countless people are shouting, almost everyone has a machete in their hands, no matter how powerful you are, you can't guard against cold knives in all directions!

After Ji Longjun shouted, the countless people around him immediately stabbed him, Ji Longjun desperately showed his strongest body technique, and his body was like a loach squeezing around in the crowd without being stabbed.

Ji Longjun flipped his big hand and suddenly grabbed a weak and boneless smooth arm!

When his arm was touched by Ji Longjun, it almost immediately became as hard as a rock, and his backhand was about to grab Ji Longjun's wrist!

Ji Longjun hurriedly said: "It's me! It's me!"

The jade hand like an iron claw just grabbed Ji Longjun's wrist, and he was almost about to break his muscles and bones and abolish Ji Longjun's arm, but suddenly the gesture slowed down and did not exert force, and Ren Ji Longjun grabbed it again.

Ji Longjun pulled the vermilion wisteria and squeezed to the vicinity of the Eight Dai Ancestors, who were already standing on the edge of the big tent and retreated the moment the tent collapsed.

Ji Longjun kicked away a few warriors who were blocking in front of him, got out of the tent and shouted, "Mu Feng!

"Oh!"

Mu Feng and Chop Sha only agreed twice, and immediately countless people slashed at them, and Mu Feng was angry and scolded, but as a result, more black knives were provoked, and he had to shut up.

Ji Longjun rushed out of the tent and found that there were more samurai outside, densely packed, and he couldn't tell how many people there were at a glance!

"Set fire!"

Ji Longjun didn't know when he let go of Vermilion's little hand, ignored the heat of the brazier, picked up the brazier next to him and threw it towards the tent.

The brazier swirled in the air with a bright yellow line, and with a "click" it smashed on the tent, hitting the head of the unlucky man through the tarpaulin.

"Bear!"

The tent was made of wool, and the burning wood immediately ignited the tent, and the fire burned rapidly.

The people trapped in the tent were even more chaotic as soon as the fire broke out, and suddenly several warriors were kicked over and flew out of the tent, and Mu Feng and Ni Qisha came out one after another, their faces covered with blood.

Obviously, the two of them were not as lucky as Ji Longjun, and they suffered a lot in the chaotic tent.

Especially Mu Feng, in addition to the blood stains on his body, there was also a big bag bulging on his head, which seemed to have been hit by some hard object.

"Let's go!"

Mu Feng let out a low roar, and after seeing that Zhu Ziteng was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and ran!

He and Ni Qisha still rushed in front, Ji Longjun and Zhu Ziteng followed in the middle, and Badai Old Ancestor Hall was behind.

Badai Old Ancestor held a log stake nearly a zhang long and calf-thick in his hand and swept left and right, and the warriors chasing behind were knocked over by him.

Ji Longjun said gratefully: "Senior brother, thank you!"

Badai Lao Zu said angrily: "The special / size Lao Tzu knows that I have to wipe your butts with these dog things!

The warriors who came around rushed up with a shout of machetes, and the Eight Dai Ancestors couldn't keep up with Ji Longjun and the others

Mu Feng and Ni Chosha stopped in front, like a helpless two-leaf boat in the sea, they would be swallowed by the waves at any time.

"Bang!"

A huge black shadow in the crowd crashed away from everyone and suddenly rushed to Ji Longjun, and a huge machete in his hand was half a foot long and slashed at Ji Longjun's head!

"Wu Tianbiao!"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ji Longjun's frightened neck, and his face suddenly turned pale!

"Ji Longjun, you can't die!"

Wu Tianbiao was covered in blood, and even the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were missing, but he completely ignored his injuries, and he picked up the machete from nowhere and chased him here!

"Bang!"

Wu Tianbiao slashed to the ground with a knife, and Ji Longjun, who was shocked by the huge force, turned three times in a row to stabilize his body.

Although he was able to dodge this knife, Wu Tianbiao's terrifying momentum still frightened him.

"Stinky woman!"

Wu Tianbiao's big knife shook on the ground, and the back of the knife turned up and smashed on the thigh of the vermilion!

Zhu Ziteng is not good at close combat, she was stunned for a moment by the momentum of Wu Tianbiao's fierce sword, and she couldn't dodge this knife.

"Click......" The sound of bone cracking made Ji Longjun's heart tighten.

"Your Highness!"

Ji Longjun hurriedly got up from the ground, and slammed his shoulder into Wu Tianbiao's chest, knocking Wu Tianbiao to the ground again.

Wu Tianbiao lost too much blood and fell and it was difficult to get up for a while, and immediately several Qicheng warriors pounced on Wu Tianbiao and dragged him to the rear.

Badai Old Ancestor raised his hand and threw the pillar more than a zhang long horizontally forward, knocked down a group of people, and then threw himself in front of Ji Longjun and shouted: "Are you two dead people?

Ji Longjun was just about to get angry, but Badai Ancestor roared again: "Close your ears to Lao Tzu!"

With that, he turned around, and the chest and abdomen swelled violently like a blowing pig blister!

Ji Longjun's scalp was numb, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to cover Zhu Ziteng's ears.

“......！”

A huge breath burst out from the mouth of the Eight Dai Ancestors, and the sound was much more majestic than the most shocking thunder in the night of the rainstorm, and the surrounding warriors were dizzy and dizzy, and they fell to the ground one by one unsteadily.

Ji Longjun knelt beside Badai Old Ancestor, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and his chest was churning and he was almost about to spurt out a mouthful of blood!

But in front of him was Cinnamon Wisteria, and this mouthful of old blood spurted out of Cinnam's head.

Ji Longjun covered the ears of Zhu Ziteng with both hands, and could only forcibly clench his teeth and close his mouth, and forcibly swallowed the blood that spurted out with a bang.

Zhu Ziteng glanced at Ji Longjun gratefully, and the jade hand slapped on Ji Longjun's chest.

Ji Longjun suddenly felt that the surging qi and blood immediately smoothed out, and the black curtain in front of him slowly receded.

Badai Ancestor looked back and saw that he was not angry, and scolded:

"When are you still touching around in front of Lao Tzu, touching your head! I don't want to die! Get out!"

Ji Longjun smiled embarrassedly, just about to get up but found that Zhu Ziteng was no longer able to stand up, it turned out that although Wu Tianbiao's knife did not cut Zhu Ziteng, it smashed her leg bones, Zhu Ziteng's leg was completely weak, it was difficult to stand up at this time, and it was impossible to escape.

"Your Highness, I ...... I'll carry you!" Ji Longjun gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, ignoring the difference between men and women, grabbing Zhu Ziteng's small hand and turning around violently.

Vermilion knows it's not too much to talk about

At the moment of research, he hurriedly wrapped his arms around Ji Longjun's neck, and the jade body was gently pressed on Ji Longjun's back.

Ji Longjun strained his legs and stood up with Vermilion on his back.

Mu Feng hurriedly said: "Sister, are you okay!"

Without waiting for Zhu Ziteng to speak, Badai Lao Zu scolded angrily: "There is something about your uncle! Hurry up and open the way! Grind and chirp again, my mother-in-law's mother's son will kill you first!"

This is Wu Tianbiao's camp tent, the four huge camp tents of the four city lords are next to each other, as the chaos broke out here, the camp tent caught fire, Cold Frost City and the others immediately rushed out of the camp tent and rushed to Wu Tianbiao's camp tent!

At the same time, Qiu Ban and another fierce general also rushed out of the crowd, and Tang Youxin and the others also rushed from other areas, not to mention the thousands of warriors who swarmed in.

Ji Longjun and the others really fell into the vast sea of enemies, looking around, almost everyone they saw was an enemy, and everyone rushed towards them with a sword, wanting to take their lives!

Mu Feng had a cool feeling, and the previously planned plans of using the fake to confuse the real, disguise, and escape while the chaos were like jokes at this moment, and they didn't work at all.

"Sure enough, I don't use ......"

Mu Feng was desperate, Ni Qisha was also discouraged, Badai Ancestor grabbed a machete and was still blocking the many warriors who rushed up, Ji Longjun was carrying Vermilion Wisteria on his back, and he didn't know where to flee.

This is the core area of the Qicheng camp, what does it make if you flee to where to go?

"Woo......"

Suddenly, a low and melodious horn sound came out in the distance, and the gate of Ginkgo Village under the Two Realms Mountain opened, and a team of warriors rushed out, and the attack of Ginkgo Valley was about to be launched again!

This time it was different, teams of men and horses kept rushing out of the city gate as if they were never exhausted, and one team came out followed by another, hundreds, thousands, thousands, tens of thousands!

After these people rushed out, they immediately changed their formation in the rush, forming two prominent spearheads on the left and right!

One of the spearheads, the person at the front, was dressed in white clothes and white armor, holding a thick long knife in his hand, and his momentum was like a dragon!

The other man, dressed in dark yellow armor, holding the reins of his horse with one hand and spurring his horse with the other, did not carry any blades!

Only those with sharp eyes can notice that there are seven golden fine lines in a spiral around him, like seven tiny lightning bolts.

Behind the two of them, nearly thirty generals lined up in an awl shape, and behind each of them were hundreds of first-class warriors.

Three thousand!

This is almost all the power of the elite warriors in Luming Village and Fengyun City!

Three thousand cavalry charged, and behind them were countless warriors on foot armed with machetes, a terrifying number.

At the same time as these elite warriors launched a charge, many crossbowmen who had rushed into the camp of Qicheng first stood up from the bushes and grass, they took out special arrows wrapped in oilcloth, lit them with flints, and collectively drew their bows and arrows, shooting a rain of rockets like locusts crossing the front camp of Qicheng!

After the first rain of arrows, the crossbowmen switched to normal arrows and fired one after another.

It's just that three young warriors didn't shoot arrows with them, they hid in the shade of the trees and sat cross-legged, their eyes staring at the arrows that were as dense as a rainstorm!

Thousands of crossbowmen continued to shoot until the arrows in the sword pot were empty, then they threw away their bows and arrows, drew their machetes, and rushed towards the camp in front of Qicheng with the sound of horses' hooves.

The decisive battle broke out violently!