Chapter Seventy-Five: The Smoke Clears

The battle in the No. 6 mine continued, and the hand-to-hand combat between the two sides was extremely fierce, with miners falling almost every moment, but each miner would leave deep marks on the men in black before they fell.

However, the battle between Yang Gong and Ji Commander next to him was not shocked.

Commander Ji's strength is not bad, and his combat experience is incomparably rich, but because he is afraid of Wu Qingshui on the mountain, he has never made a full effort.

Yang Gong's injuries were not light, and he fought with Commander Ji with just a breath of fire and a lifeless spirit, but over time, his speed and strength began to decline sharply.

Commander Ji saw the decline of Yang Palace, but he was not busy fighting back, but consciously and gradually retreated, keeping the battlefield of the two away from Wu Qingshui's control.

At this time, Yang Gong's consciousness was no longer so clear, and his vague tendency to self-destruct began to show its clues.

Yang Gong sensed that Commander Ji was adjusting the position of the battlefield, but he didn't want to think deeply. If you retreat, I'll go in, just fight, life and death and win or lose don't matter, just fight!

Unconsciously, the two gradually moved away from the main battlefield and slowly leaned towards the cliff on the west side of the mining area.

Wu Qingshui was anxious in his eyes, but there was nothing he could do. The number of miners is getting smaller and smaller, and from time to time, men in black rush into his vicinity.

Wu Qingshui took into account the old man lying on the stone behind him, and did not dare to leave for half a step, only relying on the power accumulated earlier and a pair of exaggerated big feet to prevent the man in black from approaching.

In between the battle, he was still leaning against the stone and trying to restore his unwrapped arm, the sharp pain hit his heart all the time, and the beads of sweat on his forehead never stopped dripping.

The number of casualties among the miners continued to rise, and finally gradually touched the bottom line in their hearts.

"Where did the bastard die?"

"If you don't come back, you'll die!"

"I can't stand it!"

The guy who said he couldn't stand it was really unbearable, and as soon as the words fell, he was kicked to the ground by a man in black. A second before a Usensen's dagger plunged deep into his body, he picked up a fist-sized rough stone and slammed it into his opponent's temple.

I can't stand it!

Wu Qingshui's eyes showed despair, as a non-combatant, he never thought that he would stand on the battlefield one day since he was a child, and he couldn't figure out why he started a life-and-death battle with some people he didn't know.

What is the purpose of fighting for life and death? Just for some broken stones? But no matter who wins or loses, these stones have nothing to do with these desperate people!

Are you all sick?

Also, why hasn't Lao Bai come back? You're letting us go, aren't you? How can a big man talk and not count? Can you be reliable?

When Wu Qingshui was broken into words, a miserable cry came into his ears. Wu Qingshui looked in the direction from which the voice came, and his heart suddenly felt like ashes.

It's Yang Palace!

It was actually a miracle that the seriously injured Yang Gong had been able to hold out until now, and his wounds, which had been oozing blood, were quietly taking away his consciousness and physical strength all the time.

Yang Gong smashed a stick into the air, and was about to regain his strength, but his feet suddenly became weak, and his eyes were blurry.

Commander Ji seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and stabbed Yang Gong in the abdomen, and Yang Gong flew backwards with a scream. Commander Ji chased after him with a move, and kicked Yang Gong away with a flying kick.

Yang Gong slammed to the ground, inertia sliding forward quickly with his body. As he struggled to stop his movements, half of his body was already out of the cliff.

Commander Ji showed a sinister smile, and the stubbornness of his opponent undoubtedly made his pleasure more colorful.

"That's it, Ant!"

Yang Gong couldn't see Commander Ji's face clearly, but it didn't prevent him from knowing that his death was approaching.

"I'm finally going to die!" Yang Gong smiled, as if he hadn't smiled so heartily for a long time in his impression.

What would another world look like? Or maybe there would be no other world at all?

Whatever!

In a trance, he felt a chill touch his neck, and almost at the same time, he felt that his consciousness had begun to dissipate.

Memories of the past rushed through his eyes like flowing water, either sad or happy, but there was nothing to be nostalgic for. The resentment and persistence of the past have also lost all meaning at this moment.

That's it!

Suddenly, the blade around his neck shuddered, and then began to shake violently.

Yang Gong frowned unconsciously: "It's so unfavorable to start, I hate it!"

After that, an even more annoying voice rang out: "People are playing hide and seek with you!

The voice......

Yang Gong vaguely felt that his voice was a little familiar, but he really couldn't think of anyone he was familiar with who could control this cheap tone.

Maybe it's some kind of irrelevant role? It's really not at the right time!

Compared to Yang Gong's indifference, Commander Ji's hair exploded on the spot when he heard this voice, and four words instantly popped out of his mind - the ghost will not go away!

There are still such people in the world! I have gone up the mountain, and you can still climb up from the bottom of the cliff, is there a place in this world that you can't find? Can you let me go?

Qian Yang only showed a toothy face from the edge of the cliff, plus a slender hand, which was firmly grasped on the wrist of Ji Commander's knife at the moment.

Commander Ji felt as if his hand was being clasped by an iron pincer, and he couldn't break free after a few pulls.

And Qian Yang wanted to remove Commander Ji's hand from someone's neck, but he couldn't do it after a long time. Then, he got angry, simply opened his big mouth, and bit down on Commander Ji's hand and neck.

Commander Ji has never seen this, and he doesn't want a dagger, so he desperately tries his best to escape from Qian Yang's mouth. As a result, this bite was evaded, but Qian Yang's whole person was dragged up from the cliff.

And what made him even more shocked was that there was a burly mountain giant ape riding under Qian Yang!

A man and an ape stepped into the battlefield like this, and they were greeted by an eerie silence.

Commander Ji is going crazy, and the people in black are going crazy. For them, Qian Yang is like the most terrifying nightmare in the world, and they can never escape.

Qian Yang let go of his grip on Commander Ji and whistled at the mountain giant ape.

The giant ape grinned reluctantly, and then poured a body of fire into his slap, slapping it Commander Ji's face.

"Smack!" resounded in the sky!

Commander Ji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up from the ground in horror, and looked back at the dozens of black-clothed people behind him, but unexpectedly failed to find any sense of security.

Qian Yang snapped his fingers again: "Up!"

The giant ape glared at him, squatted hard, and then ejected like a cannonball, leaping over the head of the Ji commander, and fell heavily into the black-clothed crowd, and began to chase and kill like a wolf.

The men in black scattered to dodge, and the miners also took the opportunity to counterattack, and more than a dozen men in black fell to the ground on the spot.

Wu Qingshui also came to his senses, forgot the pain in his shoulder, picked up the stone and started the long-range bombardment again.

"Don't panic, don't panic!" Commander Ji relented at this time, and yelled at the people in black in a hurry.

No one cares about him anymore.

The defeat was like a mountain, and the might of the mountain giant ape had already frightened the courage of the men in black, and they were already weak in battle, and they could not pose any threat to the giant ape at all.

When an opponent you simply can't defeat comes to you, all the guts will vanish in an instant.

Commander Ji was unwilling to be defeated, and looked down to see the iron rod that was thrown on the ground by Yang Gong. Gritting his teeth, he took a few steps forward, grabbed the iron rod, and rushed towards the mountain giant ape.

The giant ape didn't even look at him, still venting his frustration at climbing the mountain behind his back.

"Bell!"

Ji Commander smashed a stick on the back of the giant ape, making a sound of gold and iron. The giant ape was smashed and rushed forward two steps, turned his head and bared his teeth in anger.

Ji Commander's arms trembled, his eyes blood-red, and he struggled to raise his stick and slam it at the giant ape again.

"Alas!" a soft sigh rang in his ears.

Then, Ji Commander's body shook, and when he looked down, he saw a sword tip drilled out of his chest.

Qian Yang let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword, shook his head and stepped aside. There was no joy in his eyes that he had a strong enemy, but only helplessness that he had to do.

"Whew!" the giant ape, which had a relatively long reflex arc, roared up to the sky, expressing its pain while completely shocking the people in black who had lost their backbone.

Qian Yang looked up at the dazzling sunlight, stepped forward a few steps and patted the giant ape's shoulder, with an untimely sadness on his face: "There are enough people who died today." ”

The miners looked around blankly, looking at the corpses everywhere, and their hearts were as sour as pinpricks.

The men in black silently looked at the dozens of surviving companions, and then thought about the majesty of the five hundred people when they set out on the expedition a night ago, and the inexplicable sadness instantly broke their hearts.

War, there are no winners!

"Let's disperse!" Qian Yang's tone was sad.

The men in black looked at each other, but they didn't know who was the first to move, and walked down the mountain road dejectedly.

In fact, with the number of people they have, this battle will not necessarily be lost, but no one wants to fight anymore, even Lao Wei, who has been lying on the ground, got up and walked down the mountain with the flow of people.

Since the moment Qian Yang appeared, there was no atmosphere of war.

Wu Qingshui walked down the hill and slapped Qian Yang on the shoulder, with tears in his eyes but didn't know what to say, a miner covered in blood forcibly walked to Qian Yang's side and thanked him.

After being silent for a while, Wu Qingshui opened his mouth: "Old Bai...... Missed the appointment. ”

Qian Yang frowned slightly, and then shook his head: "It's not easy for Lao Bai!"

"What should we do?" Wu Qingshui asked.

Qian Yang looked down the mountain for a while, and finally made a decision after some consideration: "This should not be a battlefield for miners, let's go!"

"How to go?" Wu Qingshui was stunned.

Qian Yang already had a draft: "Go find some rope, go down from the cliff, and then walk a mountain road, and then you can leave through the west exit of the mining area." We can't control the affairs of the Hidden Sword Sect and the Duobao Sect!"

Wu Qingshui looked back at the remaining dozen miners and nodded slowly.

Soon, a rope long enough was attached, one end firmly tied to a boulder next to the cliff, and the other side hung straight down the cliff.

Wu Qingshui carried Lao Ding's head on his back, while Qian Yang carried the unconscious Yang Gong on his back, and went down the mountain along the rope with the miners, away from this sad place where they had sweated blood and sweat.

At the foot of the mountain, Lao Wei reported to Elder Tan the experience of their group in a trembling voice.

Tanya listened with a serious face and didn't say a word.

No one noticed that when Lao Wei talked about someone using the Earth Escape Technique to sneak attack and turn into a cute bear to attack, the silent Elder Jin had an inexplicable ruthlessness on his face.

(End of Volume 5)