At this time, Nanjizi and others had gradually lost their support, and they retreated with the officers and soldiers.

A big man held a golden-backed chopping knife high, and with a violent cold wind, he went straight to Chun Yu's back and slashed it down. The sword was shining and the cold was cold.

Chun Yu secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly dodged. Chun Yu looked at it, and a burly and tall swordsman appeared in front of him. He is purple-faced and murderous, not the murderer of Guo Yan, who will he be. The only difference is that what he is holding in his hand is not a nine-eared and eight-ring ghost head knife, but a golden-backed mountain chopping knife that has been outnumbered.

The person who came was none other than Tong Xiaotian. Tong Xiaotian saw that the blow missed, and slashed at Chun Yu's waist with a horizontal knife. A pure swallow pierced through the clouds, flew into the air, tapped the blade of the big knife with his toes, and stabbed Tong Xiaotian's eyes with the flowing clouds in his hand. Tong Xiaotian was suddenly startled, and hurriedly lowered his head and dodged. It's a pity that Chun Xiaotian's hands are like electricity, and the braid on the back of Tong Xiaotian's head was cut off by the roots.

Tong Xiaotian only felt that his scalp was cold and hot, and blood flowed down his neck.

When Tong Xiaotian sneaked up on Chun Yu, Murong Changqing and Shangguan Yunfei could no longer resist the sword light that Chu Jinglian and the black-clothed masked man indulged in. Shangguan Yunfei's shoulders and waist were hit by two swords, and Murong Changqing's back and thighs also drew two deep blood grooves. Shangguan Yunfei and Murong Chang saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly retreated. A path immediately flashed in front of Chu Jinglian and the black-clothed masked man.

The black-clad masked man volleyed into the air, kicked over a horseman, and drove west.

Chu Jinglian waved the Jade Rong with his right hand to block the pure Liuyun Sword, and said to Tong Xiaotian, "Why did you come back?"

Tong Xiaotian raised his head and said angrily: "If the pavilion master doesn't leave, his subordinates can abandon the pavilion master." Mr. Lin and Master Zhiyue saw that the pavilion master had not shown up for a long time, so they took me and waited to kill them back. Pavilion master, this place should not stay for a long time, go quickly!"

Chu Jinglian shook his head: "If you don't leave, Chu would rather die than leave!"

The pure silver teeth on the side creaked: "Go, think about it beautifully! You wait for the thief, no one wants to leave!" As he spoke, the Liuyun Sword danced like a fly, the silver wolf surged, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and Chu Jinglian was forced to retreat again and again by the pure thief.

At this time, Lin Daohong swung his sword and killed Chu Jinglian's side. Lin Daohong and Tong Xiaotian struggled to resist Chun Yu, and Chu Jinglian had a chance to breathe at this time. Due to the fact that he had fought several people in a row just now, Chu Jinglian was exhausted at this time. With a moment to breathe, Chu Jing suddenly felt tired.

Lin Daohong shouted at Chu Jinglian: "Pavilion Master, hurry up! If the pavilion master doesn't leave, how can we leave here safely? If the reinforcements of the officers and soldiers arrive, we will all die and have no place to be buried!"

Zhao Yushan was also comforting on the side: "Pavilion Master, let's go! If you don't leave, the brothers won't leave!"

At this time, Master Zhiyue, Ding Manlou, Wei Chenggong and others also killed the officers and soldiers and rushed over. Everyone knelt on the ground one after another, begging Chu Jinglian to leave this place as soon as possible.

Looking at everyone's bloodied clothes and everyone's eyes full of anticipation, Chu Jinglian finally gritted his teeth, turned over and rode a war horse, patted the horse and headed west. Zhao Yushan followed.

The rest of the people fought and retreated, Tong Xiaotian and Lin Daohong, Zhiyue and others responded to each other, resisting the pure princess who was a little red-eyed.

Tonight, the princess has already laid a net of heaven and earth, intending to exterminate Chu Jinglian and the rest of the evils. I didn't want Chu Jinglian to be prepared in advance, and under the torrential rain, he could also ignite mines and artillery to destroy all the Chu Mansions. Most of the officers and soldiers were killed and wounded, but they failed to catch a single traitor.

finally trapped Chu Jinglian and Zhao Yushan, and was about to capture Chu Jinglian, but out of nowhere, a black-clothed masked man ran out of nowhere and saved Chu Jinglian. At the same time, Chu Jinglian's subordinates arrived one after another, killing and dispersing the officials and soldiers, and even Nanjizi and others were beaten to the ground.

Now, seeing that Chu Jinglian was riding a horse and fleeing in front of him, how could he not let Chun Yu be filled with righteous indignation and blow up his ribs.

Chun Yu shouted: "Nangong Weiman, let Chu Jinglian go, I will be the first to cut you first!"

Nangong Weiman shuddered when he heard this, grabbed a war horse and chased it west.

At this time, Chun Yu had already poured blood into his pupils, and he was possessed by the killing god. The Liuyun Sword flew up and down, like a silver snake swinging its tail, and stabbed Lin Daohong's right arm with a single sword. Bubbling blood flowed down Lin Daohong's arm, hurting Lin Daohong's teeth.

When Zen Master Zhiyue saw that it was not good, he hurriedly held Lin Daohong and retreated westward.

Chun Yu was just about to catch up, Tong Xiaotian danced the gold-backed chopping knife, and slashed at Chun Yu with a violent hurricane.

Chun Yu couldn't help but be frightened and hurriedly retreated. Tong Xiaotian shouted at the rest of the people: "Princes, go quickly, I'll cut off the queen!" Immediately after, the big knife went from bottom to top, struggling to slash out a Heavenly Tyrant Sealing God Slash. The earth was immediately cut into a deep furrow by the wind of the broadsword.

The corner of Chun Xiao's mouth sneered, and Tong Xiaotian's heaven and earth shattered the sky, and the Liuyun Sword cut two deep blood grooves on Tong Xiaotian's chest. Blood sprayed on his chest with a "whoosh", instantly soaking through his clothes.

Tong Xiaotian's eyebrows were upside down, and his beard was shaking. Luckily, he tore his shirt open, bare his chest, which was still spurting blood. Tong Xiao Tianren turned with the knife, the knife flew with the person, and a whirlwind of the Heavenly Tyrant slashed with an earth-shattering and heart-chilling killing intent that swept towards Chun Yu.

The princess sneered repeatedly: "I don't know how to die!" The cold light of the Liuyun Sword trembled, and it was instantly inserted into the whirlpool.

In the darkness of the night, sparks appeared, and the blade of the golden-backed mountain slasher was densely covered with scars. Tong Xiaotian's hands were trembling, and he was covered in blood.

Tong Xiaotian looked at the direction where Chu Jinglian had gone, and his eyes were sad. He suddenly rose into the air, his eyes cracked, and he held the golden-backed mountain knife in both hands, and slashed down with the intent of infinite killing. This knife is cold and windy, hunting, killing intent is empty, destroying the world and destroying the earth, and the ghosts and gods are difficult to defeat.

Chun Yu's face began to become solemn, and she had some admiration and respect for the murderer in front of her who had been arrested by the imperial court for a whole year. She felt that the bearded swordsman in front of her should be given a minimum of respect for the last fight. Chun Yu also rose up, and the flowing clouds in his hand pointed to the breath that destroyed the heavens and the earth.

This time there was no sound of swords clashing, no dazzling sparkles. The earth-destroying fury suddenly disappeared into invisibility, leaving only Tong Xiaotian's burly and tall body to fall to the ground like a stone tablet. His throat was stuck with the cold-light Flowing Cloud Sword. The sword body of the Liuyun Sword pierced Tong Xiaotian's neck, and blood beads dripped downward from the tip of the sword. His hands were still tightly gripping the scarred golden-backed slasher, just like his own body.

Chun Yu gently pulled out the Liuyun Sword and sighed softly.

Lin Daohong and the others saw Tong Xiaotian die tragically under the Liuyun Sword from afar, and their hearts were inexplicably sad. The ghost judgment that once controlled the life and death of others was now sentenced to death by Chun Yu.