In stark contrast to the children of the Jiang family, who regard death as home, are some cramped and restless Xingtianmen people.

They were far superior to the Jiang family in terms of numbers, but at this time, they looked at the Jiang family like fools, and did not immediately make a painful move, but gave the opponent a chance to breathe and have time to live......

At this moment, the morale of the Jiang family's children has reached the highest point.

"Come on, ——" Hong Qi and Jiang Feng shouted at the same time.

The children of the Jiang family listened to the order, and with the firm belief that they would never look back, they rushed in the direction of the enemy.

In an instant, the swords and swords were shadowing, the dust was flying, the flesh and blood were flying, and the people were turning on their backs, screaming again and again......

At this time, Hong Qi and the others had long since stopped worrying about the word life and death.

"Listen up, close the encirclement, do you hear?! Narrow the encirclement, minimize their flexibility, and trap them to death......

The sound of Wei Fox sounded again on the horse farm.

With his words, Hong Qi and the others were pushed one step closer to the brink of death......

The place where they had fought was already full of corpses, plus the Xingtianmen people who besieged them, they still had dozens of people and dozens of horses, and the range of action was small enough, at this moment, the Xingtianmen people who formed a circle of encirclement outside almost took a few steps forward at the same time, making the war horses that could have helped them break through the siege become a burden.

More than a dozen stupid horses have tripped over corpses or been stabbed on their hooves, and they have fallen to the ground with a "bang".

Naturally, the man on horseback was either injured by a fall or was also stabbed.

No chance!

At this moment, Hong Qi only had this one thought in his mind.

This time, the fear that had reoccupied his mind made him even more excited.

Some people, when they reach a truly hopeless desperate situation, there is also the madness of breaking the jar.

"Wow——"

Hong Qi shouted, turned over in the air as fast as possible, the whole person stood on horseback, and with the most fierce force, he waved the dog stick in his hand, and the "Eighteen Styles of Descending Dragon" came out in a row, and in one fell swoop got rid of more than a dozen Xingtianmen people who pounced on him and Luo Pan to kill him.

Because his screams were too fierce and too strong, the wounds on his body, which were not big, small, light or heavy, that had just formed scabs, broke down again.

Whether in his previous life or in this life, he never thought that he, Hong Qi, would die so heroically one day.

Now he has another thought: they are all going to die anyway, early and late, they are all going to die.

It's better for him to die sooner, so that Luo Pan can hold on for a while.

Previously, in order to take care of him, Luo Pan had already suffered a bunch of unknown injuries, for example, he had wind behind his ears, and when he heard that the long sword was about to stab, he immediately turned the horse's head, covered Hong Qi behind him, and used his body to block the sword......

Hong Qi really couldn't bear to see him not only have to take care of himself, but also have to be distracted from riding a horse, and he had to wield a knife to kill people......

He looked uncomfortable in his heart, rather than being so uncomfortable, it was better to get rid of it as soon as possible!

"Jumping in the air" is the most beautiful way for Hong Qi to think of at this moment.

And so he did.

He leaped into the air, flew off his horse, and fell on top of the two men, using his rod as a blade, slitting their throats in an instant.

At the same time, his feet were like fists, quickly popped out, kicked over a few people again, and beckoned to him despite a dozen sharp weapons that could not distinguish knives and swords......

He only realized at this moment that Jiang Feng's impulsive action to run back was not a sin,—— impulse, not a sin.

Everyone has an "impulse", but sometimes it is controllable, and sometimes it is uncontrollable......