After the rounds of arrows and rolling wood and stones, the remaining ones in the Plum Blossom Hall were already some beggars with strong martial arts. But despite this, a left rush and right rush tore down, and many people were killed and wounded. Everyone saw that although the people and horses who were blocking the mouth of the canyon were less than 100, they all came with extraordinary style, and the posture was even more against the sky, even if they had gone through the rivers and lakes and were used to seeing big scenes, they also knew that there was a difference at the moment, you looked at me, I looked at you, and they didn't dare to rush forward to invite killing.

The white old beggar looked at the surrounding clusters of Qing soldiers, all of whom were guns and knives out of the sheath and bows and arrows wound, and the shining spear tips and arrows were all aimed at the beggars in the Plum Blossom Hall, and then looked at their own side, but there were only a hundred or so people left, and the number was too large, just like a small boat in the stormy waves. However, even so, the faces of everyone on the other side were fanatical and excited, and the momentum was excited, but it was silent, and in front of this Biao people and horses, it was only like a stone clay sculpture, and only the gusts of wind blew in the canyon, and the smell of poor and bloody was permeated around it.

The white old beggar couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, muttered to himself, glanced at the few people outside the mouth of the canyon, and said angrily: "Look at this formation, could it be that the emperor has arrived? He spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm into the ground, and who knew that at this time, he was faintly uneasy in his heart. A thought flashed in his mind, the other party is numerous, the soldiers are strong and strong, and there is a premeditated plan, only to surround this place in all directions, it seems that the beggars are helping the plum blossom hall and are afraid that they will disappear from now on, and there is no more reputation of the beggar gang plum blossom hall on the rivers and lakes.

Thinking of this, the white old beggar secretly shook his head and sighed, he was unprepared, and he was plotted by others, and it seemed that he was exhausted. Hurriedly raised his arms and summoned the remaining beggars to come over and gather close to Feng Zidu, and said in a hissing voice: "Master Fengtang, look at the current situation, everyone can't leave." Hehe, how can I be slaughtered by someone who is a beggar to help the disciples of the Plum Blossom Hall? Feng Hall Master, everyone will attack and kill them. As he spoke, the two swords crossed the ground and struck a blow, making a loud noise and sparks flying.

When the beggars in the Plum Blossom Hall heard what the white old beggar said, they shouted one after another. One of them shouted: "Lord Huang Duo is very right, we and other disciples of the Plum Blossom Hall must not be the soft bones who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Fuck, I'm going to have to pull a few more pads. He threw away a knife in his hand that had been cut to the curl, picked up a knife from the ground and put it in his hand again, and scattered his hair, and simply tore off his beggar's clothes, and exposed his chest and arms. The other person laughed "haha", shook his head and said, "I have killed the eagle's talon today, and even if I die now, I will not pay for it." Well, I'm really sure I'm making a lot of money. A few people on the side burst into laughter, and in an instant, the crowd was surging.

Fengzi couldn't imagine that the men in front of him were so agitated and frank and generous to death, and he couldn't help but be greatly admired, feeling that he could be brothers with them in this life, and this life was really in vain. Glancing at the white old beggar, he said, "It turns out that this old-timer's surname is Huang, and he is the helmsman of the main hall. His swordsmanship is really good. "Judging the situation, as long as the beggars in the Plum Blossom Hall twist the rope into shares, fight to the death, and take advantage of the chaos to rush out, in fact, there may not really be no chance of winning, and the whole army will not be wiped out.

After making up her mind, Fengzi turned her head and stared at Cheng Guyao for a moment, but when she saw that her sideburns were scattered and her clothes were bloodstained, she didn't feel a heartache, just to sigh secretly. Cheng Gu Yaoqiao's face was pale, she shook her head and smiled: "Brother Zidu, I'm not afraid." Feng Zidu laughed loudly, roared violently, and swept forward at a strange speed, grabbing the front column of Qing soldiers with lightning speed, and the spear in his hand was rolled out. The Qing soldiers really couldn't estimate that Fengzidu was coming so quickly, lightning and lightning struck, and he screamed in a hurry, and he fell backwards after being swept away by the spear.

Feng Zi shouted violently, abandoned his gun and quickly dodged through the chaotic and panicked Qing soldier array, and Jinpeng spread his wings and flew straight towards the Biao people and horses outside the mouth of the canyon. The people and horses outside the mouth of the canyon were unexpected, and they couldn't help but be shocked, and among them, a graceful and noble man riding on a high-headed horse with a black and shiny body was stunned when he saw this, and hurriedly turned his mount and fled. Fengzi shouted angrily, "Where are you going?" The five fingers of his right hand snorted sharply, and he grabbed out of the man's chest.