When the six corpses fell to the ground, Zhang Chuan and the others had already come to the foot of the back mountain of the Miao tribe like the wind.

"Woo woo one by one"

Halfway up the mountain, there was the sound of a trumpet.

Zhang Yan's face changed, he didn't need to ask, he knew that the traces of himself and others had been discovered, and the sound of the horn was a warning and a request for help.

Before Zhang Yan could say anything, the sharp sound of swishing and breaking the air had already come down from his head.

He danced with a knife and couldn't make sense, although he picked off the arrows one after another, but the speed of his movement was much slower.

Fortunately, Zhang Zan's and others are not mediocre, and although the Miao people's arrows are pervasive, they have not been able to cause any harm to Zhang Zan's others so far.

However, at this speed, I am afraid that before rushing halfway up the mountain, I will already be cut off by the rest of the Miao warriors who heard the sound. At that time, under this terrain where birds are difficult to cross and spirit apes do not climb, anyone who falls into the siege will inevitably die.

At this time, the wind and rain behind him actually pulled the onions early, and he was not afraid of the rain of arrows that fell on his head, and climbed the steep mountain wall with the body of a gecko swimming against the wall, winding up.

The daggers in their hands sharpened iron like clay, and when the power of the upward rush was exhausted, the daggers easily pierced into the stones on the steep mountain wall, temporarily adjusting and buffering. Then, he flew up again.

Seeing everything, Zhang Zhan ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart, and at the same time, he gritted his teeth and was ruthless, and no longer blocked the arrows for his companions behind him, but left the team alone and continued to move forward.

Just now, Zhang Yan used a knife alone, blocking a large part of the arrow rain and covering the people behind him. He had now pulled out, and within a few steps he heard a scream behind him.

But now was not the time for a woman's kindness, but he stepped up his pace, climbing the winding mountain road, and kept going.

Because only by rushing up the mountainside and preventing these Miao people from continuing to release arrows can the whole team have a breath of breath. Otherwise, even if Zhang Chuan blocked all the arrows, as soon as the reinforcements of the Miao warriors arrived, they would all be killed or wounded, not just one or two people, but the entire army.

As soon as the pressure of the rain of arrows was relaxed, several screams came from the mountainside.

Zhang Zhan saw that he didn't know when, he had successfully galloped halfway up the mountain and raided the Miao warriors who were releasing arrows.

The screams were incessant, and Zhang Yan's feet did not stop, but he was still shocked by the killing efficiency of the wind and rain.

After all, it sounds like the rapid and short-lived "ah" that this single person screams has been practiced into a line, and it sounds more like a person roaring for a long time "Ah......"

In other words, no one of the Miao warriors can be a smooth enemy.

With the obstruction of the wind and rain, Zhang Yan was even more like electricity, and after a few ups and downs, he came to the halfway up the mountain.

In the eye, there are corpses of Miao warriors, with a warm smell of blood, which makes people feel inexplicably chilled.

Because the fatal wounds of all the corpses are at their throats, without exception.

Zhang Remnant inevitably made up a short dagger in his head, but it was like an understatement, as if entering a no-man's land, taking away one picture of vitality after another.

"Stay here!"

Zhang Yan turned his head and shouted, stopping the person behind him from continuing to follow.

Zhang Yan, the secret prison of the Miao people, had been here once before, and the stairs below were narrow and could only be passed by one person.

If everyone goes down, then as long as the Miao warriors arrive in time, any master standing at the entrance will be enough to be condescending, and Zhang Yan and others will be trapped in the prison below like turtles in an urn.

Zhang Zhan and Shun Shui couldn't care about the calmness of going down the stairs, and in the blink of an eye, they had already come to prison.

Under the dim torches, the widows of the Bai clan in the cells were even weaker because they had not seen the sun for a long time, and their faces were described as miserable white, which was already very polite and polite.

At the same time, the air here is not very smooth, the stench of excretion, and then precipitate over time, I went, it really smoked Zhang Yu was dizzy for a while, and almost made him vomit on the spot.

In the next moment, Zhang Yan had already mastered the Turtle Breath Technique, and he was a little better.

"Brother Zhang!"

As soon as Zhang Yan landed, he exclaimed in surprise.

I saw that he was looking at Zhang Yan with joy through the iron fence that was as thick as his arm.

His neat hair has long been as messy as a weed's nest, and his clean and white face has long since become a filthy mess like a beggar's gang.

"His brother's demeanor is still the same!"

Zhang Yan smiled slightly, didn't dare to spend a minute or a second, and shouted: "Retreat!"

He picked up the Miao knife, lucked the dantian, and used the Miao knife to cut off the iron fence, which was naturally not a problem.

Who knew that he suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and the wind and rain behind him were towards Zhang Remnant's back with the empty door wide open, and two short daggers were aimed at Zhang Remnant's left heart and right lung.

Although Zhang Chuan was shocked, he was not flustered. Even at this juncture, he recalled the demeanor of Jiang Qiu's back to the enemy on Qilong Mountain.

The five fingers of his left hand crossed the graceful trajectory, bringing up layers of endless energy, and then it was more like he had eyes behind him, and Zhang Zhuan's fingering happened to press on the tip of the short dagger that was downwind.

There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the energy intersected, and Zhang Yan had already made up his mind to survive defeat in the shortest possible time.

He could only use the trick of unloading words, and let the murderous aura of the wind invade his eight veins. also took advantage of the strength of the tailwind, and rushed forward, and also avoided the short dagger of the downwind.

But even so, Shunyu's strength still hit Zhang Yan's back in the air.

Rao is Zhang Zhan has already used the incorruptible body of King Kong, and he still feels that all his internal organs have been beaten up and down by the rain.

Still in the air, Zhang Jian had already spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

With a "bang", Zhang Zhan hit his head on the iron fence in front of him again, and then the red color stained Zhang Zhan's entire line of sight.

This was naturally Zhang Remnant crashed into the iron fence, and after his head broke, the blood flowed like ever, and it all flowed into Zhang Remnant's eyes.

Before he could stand firm, the wind and rain had already rushed towards Zhang Yan again.

The two short daggers were so big and clumsy that they obviously felt that they were just slashing at Zhang Remnant's throat, but Zhang Remnant felt that it was fundamentally powerful and difficult to use, and he didn't know how to resist it.

Because after a simple wave of these two cold lights, it seems to have countless kaleidoscopes, and no matter how hard Zhang can do his best, he can't escape this fateful killing move.

Miao Dao didn't have time to use it at all, and he was already close to his body in front of him.

Zhang Yan snorted, stretched out his hand, and under the incredible surprise of the wind, Zhang Yan had already grabbed his wrist.

Shunfeng's skill is still far inferior to that of Disobey Quan Zang, at least when he is held by Zhang Zuo's dragon snatcher, he still has spare strength when he disobeys Quan Zang, and he can also break Zhang Zuo's wrist bone under the counterattack, thus reversing the defeat.

And was caught by the dragon snatcher, only to feel that his whole body was numb, and the internal force of his body suddenly turned into nothing, and he was pulled in front of him like a child.

Shunyu on the other side only felt a flower in front of him, and the dagger wanted to wipe Zhang Yan's throat, but for some reason it became the back of Shunfeng's neck.

It was really sudden, and he was caught off guard, so he hesitated.

If he had been mentally prepared, even if Shunfeng and him were like brothers, he would still understand it, and then take Zhang Yan's life.

Just a momentary hesitation in the rain was enough for Zhang Zhan.

Miao Dao buzzed, from bottom to top, straight to Shunyu's chin.

If this is stabbed, Shunyu will naturally bloom in the head.

Before Shunyu could react, Miao Dao had already attacked in front of him, and he had no choice but to retreat.

Masters compete, and the victory or defeat is in the moment of lightning. Shunyu actually hesitated just now, that is, Zhang Yan couldn't attack now, otherwise, he would take advantage of the defeat of Shunyu's retreat to attack, and Shunyu would definitely be killed.

Shunfeng also took advantage of the moment when Zhang Remnant attacked Shunyu and transported the bone reduction technique.

was attacked by Shunfeng Shunyu just now, and Zhang Yan almost ate the strength of the two of them. That is to say, there is King Kong not bad magic to protect the body, otherwise, Zhang Remnant is not only in the internal organs but also in convulsions.

Therefore, at this moment, it is really impossible for Zhang Chuan to be dual-minded when he is injured. Otherwise, just a bone reduction technique, don't want to escape from Zhang Yan's dragon catcher.

The two sides stood still, Zhang Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "The two of you are from Dongying?"

Although he only attacked with a short dagger, Zhang Yan still recognized the move used by Shun Feng and Yu, which was the Wild Light Knife Technique created by the Dongying Sword Saint.

Before he could answer, a low whistle sounded from the door of the prison.

The entrance to the prison is halfway up the mountain, and the prison is almost down to the bottom of the mountain, so the whistle that represents the retreat will be so low when it reaches here.

The next moment, I saw a few black balls suddenly touched out by the wind and rain, and threw them into these prisons with the technique of a goddess scattering flowers.

Zhang Remnant's heart was not good, and he only listened to the sound of "bang bang bang", which was endless.

After the black ball hit the ground, it exploded immediately, and then burst into flames.

The floor of each prison is covered with thick hay.

I don't know what is strange about the flames that burst out after the ball bursts, and its spread is many times faster than ordinary flames. Almost all of them had less time to breathe, and as far as the eye could see, they were already full of raging fire.

And the remnants of the Bai clan who were locked up in prison were all screaming at the fire.

Zhang Yan was dumbfounded, or shocked, and even forgot to intercept the smooth escape.

Of course, with his current state, even if it is smooth sailing, he is more than lucky, hitting stones with eggs.

Because the prisons were separated by iron bars, between the prisons and the prisons, there was already a whole thick layer of hay on the ground, and under the spread of the fire, in the blink of an eye, all the prisons were enveloped in fire.

Of all the Bai remnants who are imprisoned, which one can escape this ruthlessness.

The screams and wails almost shook the mountain.

There are also many widows of the Bai tribe who have lost their minds by being burned. Many of them even slammed their heads against the arm-thick iron fence. It was as if flesh and blood could be hard enough to break it and get out of prison, even if they bleed, but there was no intention of stopping.

"Brother Zhang, save me!"

A fire also ignited on his body, and Zhang Yan seemed to come back to his senses, and he rose up with all his strength and cut the iron fence in front of him with a knife.

He had just emerged from the prison as if he had gone mad, and he was rolling on the ground, hoping to extinguish the flames that were still burning on his body in this way.

It's a pity that this kind of flame is really weird, he Mo screamed while rolling around on the ground, but he didn't see the flame weakening a little, but the smell of roasted meat gradually became stronger.

Zhang Yan also pounced, slapping the flames on his body while shouting: "Hold on, hold on, hold on, it'll be right away!"

"Ah!!h

He Mo wailed again, and then he grabbed the Miao knife that Zhang Yan had just thrown on the ground, as if he saw the urgency of survival, and wiped it on his neck.

With a plop, he didn't let the flames burn, but he would never move half of his fingers without a breath for this kind of unbearable pain.

He couldn't stand the pain of this burning, and chose to kill himself.

This is truly purgatory on earth.

Zhang stared blankly at his Mo corpse.

And after him, most of the remnants of the Bai clan have been scorched, and those who have not been scorched have been lying motionless on the ground.

Nearly 200 Bai bereaved elders, in the blink of an eye, none of them survived.

Zhang Yan's head was covered at this time, and his tears had not yet fallen, and he had been steamed by the high temperature.

He even forgot to run for his life.

Or rather, he was too lazy to run for his life.

If it weren't for his request to advance this plan, if he could be wary enough of this smooth wind, perhaps, these old people would not have died.

If one or two, or even seven or eight, die, he won't be like that. However, it was nearly 200 elderly people who died.

The flames had cut off Zhang Yan's back path.

However, at this time, like an idiot who has lost the ability to think, he opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the sea of fire.

Or is it because the temperature is so high that no moisture can be retained, otherwise, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a mouth wide open, drooling unconsciously, and then looking at the sea of fire with teary eyes.

He didn't want to go.

So, he spread out his limbs and lay on the ground.

Even if his internal strength is great, he is not invaded by cold and heat, and water and fire are not invaded, but he is not a stone man, and he can always burn him to death by letting the flames burn without resistance.

That way, he would feel more at ease.

Like now, his clothes were on fire, and the burning pain was so comfortable that he almost groaned.

Whew, a beautiful woman in palace clothes stood in front of Zhang Yan.

She reached out and grabbed Zhang Remnant's hair, and forcibly lifted Zhang Remnant from the ground.

The pain of the scalp being torn made Zhang Yan come back to his senses a little bit, and he stared blankly at this pretty face that could be called the most beautiful in the world, and the skin on that face was so moist that it flashed with a soft light: "Zhao, Zhaoyu?"

Gong Zhaoyu looked at Zhang Chuan happily, and she always looked so happy: "Let's go!"

At this time, Zhang Chuan was also like a madman, and suddenly grabbed Gong Zhaoyu's hand that was still holding his hair, shook his head hoarsely and shouted: "I don't want you to save me! Let me die here! I don't want you to save me!"

"Pap" twice, King Gongzhao slapped him twice, and his mouth was full of blood, and she said happily: "It's not the son's order, who do you think will save your dog's life!"

Then Gong Zhaoyu still grabbed Zhang Zhan's hair, ignoring the pain of Zhang Zhan's scalp tearing, and forcibly lifted Zhang Zhan up and galloped towards the exit of the prison.