The girl's dark eyes were like water, she looked in the direction of Shen Linfeng, and a pair of beautiful eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together.

"This should be the person. ”

The hunchbacked old man raised his eyes and looked at it for a moment, then smiled: "This kid ...... As the old man expected!"

The girl's eyes widened.

"What's the matter? Master has seen this person?"

"Of course, he was my guest last night. ”

"Then we ......"

The hunchbacked old man raised his hand to interrupt the girl's words.

"With the strength of our Meihuazhuang, rushing in to save people now, we will be deeply trapped in it. So...... Wait!"

The addition of the Red Clothes Bureau made the five people in the square who were struggling to break through once again fall into passivity. The biggest difference between the previous soldiers and the Red Clothes Bureau is that the former's tactics are more suitable for killing enemies on the battlefield, fighting each other, and there are no tricks at all.

The Red Coat Bureau is very different, although each of them cannot be said to be strong in martial arts, they still have some internal strength. Therefore, the addition of the Red Coat Bureau really made Shen Linfeng and others feel very difficult.

Chu Nantian stood on the colorful building, and his face, which was still tense just now, immediately showed a smile again. Judging from the current battle situation, in less than a stick of incense, Shen Linfeng and the five people will die under the chaotic sword.

"Someone!"

"What's the matter with Sect Master Chu?"

"Order someone to set up archers in the Qingshui River, if these people want to escape from the Qingshui River, shoot me directly with arrows!"

"Sect Master Chu rest assured, it has already been arranged in the next place!"

Chu Nantian glanced to the side, and then showed a satisfied smile.

"Bring me a pot of good wine!"

"Understood!"

"Haha......" Chu Nantian laughed on his back, judging from his current form, he concluded that he had a chance to win.

However, Chu Nantian's laughter had not stopped, and there was a sudden chaos in the place of less than a mile from the Qicai Building.

Immediately afterward, fires erupted and the sound of killing was repeated.

"What's going on there?" Chu Nantian asked sharply while holding a wine glass.

"Sect Master Chu, it's not good!" a black-clothed subordinate ran up from downstairs in a panic.

"What's going on on the street?"

The subordinate pointed to the street in the distance, and said breathlessly: "There are a lot of people from the rivers and lakes there, they are breaking through the defenses set by the soldiers, and it is estimated that it will not take a while to hit this colorful building." ”

"What are they doing?"

"It was said that it was to rescue the besieged people. ”

Chu Nantian was a little incredulous, this Shen Linfeng was not a member of any sect, if he wanted to say that he had a helper, at most he would be a fox friend like Zhao Ting. Now that such a large number of people have come to the rescue, it really makes him scratch his head.

"Do you know what kind of sect these people are coming?"

The subordinate was just about to reply, when suddenly a figure passed in front of the Colorful Building. He was dressed in green clothes, with a jade tree in the wind, holding a single sword, and flew over.

"In the forest of the lord of Xiahua Mountain City, come to help Brother Shen!" After speaking, the sword was lightly drawn, and the tricks seemed simple, but the internal force was endless. I saw that the square burst again and again, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten people fell to the ground wailing.

All the people and horses brought by the Forest of Transformation were not vulgar hands, and with the help of more than a dozen small sects, more than a thousand people joined the battle formation.

"Master, can we make a move?" the black gauze girl hurriedly asked to the side when she saw the situation in the square turning.

"Help!" the hunchbacked old man replied with a simple word.

As soon as the words fell, the black gauze girl's palms slapped three times in a row. Suddenly, figures appeared one after another on the pitch-black roof. They were all masked, and they couldn't see their own faces clearly. The only thing visible was the gleaming scimitar in his hand.

"Whew!" the girl drew her sword and shot forward.

"Plum Blossom Village disciple Xu Mengte is here to help!" After speaking, his figure fell, and the sword light flashed. Everywhere he went, blood flashed and screams rang out again and again.

"The Forest of Transformation, Plum Blossom Village?" Chu Nantian muttered softly. His fists clenched together, and he slammed his glass to the ground, leaping to join the battle.

Unexpectedly, his body had not yet landed, but he felt a strong palm force in front of him. Chu Nantian was shocked, and then waved his palm.

"Boom!" The two palms collided in the air, the internal force scattered, and the surrounding people who were shocked retreated one after another.

"Who are you?" Chu Nantian shouted forward.

I saw the person in front of him, with a tall figure, a slightly white hair on the top of his head, and a long beard fluttering lightly in the wind.

"In Xiaqingyun Village, Su He is also!"

Chu Nantian was shocked in his heart, obviously having heard of this name. He hung in the air, and his palms secretly exerted internal force. A gust of wind blew, Chu Nantian's eyes widened, and then he struck out with all his palms.

"Huh!" there was a sound of breaking wind.

Chu Nantian took out half of his palm, but suddenly secretly collected his internal strength. He hurriedly turned around, only to see a huge fat man with a steel kitchen knife falling vertically.

This person is coming very fast, and Chu Nantian is on temporary defense, so it is inevitable that he will fall behind.

"Whew!" the sharp blade almost slashed against the corner of his coat. Chu Nantian dodged in a thrilling way, and when he was about to raise his palm to attack, Su He on the other side attacked forward again.

"Haha...... How's Grandpa's kitchen knife?

"Hmph, who is Your Excellency?"

"Grandpa is the number one chef in Qingyun Village, known as the "Fragrance Knife Guest", Niu Sanjin!"

"Haha...... It turned out to be the likes of slaughtering pigs and burning fire!" Chu Nantian laughed wildly and dodged Su He's palm.

When Niu Sanjin heard this, he immediately became angry. The kitchen knife flew in his hand, and then he flung it forward, shooting quickly towards Chu Nantian in the distance.

The fight continued, and the men and horses brought by the Forest of Transformation, plus the Red Bureau and the soldiers before it. In front of the entire Qicai Building, almost more than 2,000 people were fighting desperately. The sword glittered, the blood flowed like a river, and the entire air was filled with a thick smell of blood.

"Whoosh......" A bright light dragged its long tail into the night sky.

"Boom!" followed by a burst of bright light. It illuminates the sky above the entire colorful building as bright as day, and the strong light enters the eyes, and everyone who is fighting raises their hands to cover their faces.

The square, which was full of fighting sounds just now, instantly fell silent. After a few moments, the glare faded...... But everyone's eyes were still blurry.

Shen Linfeng rubbed his eyes lightly, and saw that the street in front of the colorful building was almost full of soldiers in black armor. Each of them rode a tall steed, with a bow and arrow hanging from his back, a scimitar at his waist, and a delicate dagger pinned to his leg.

Their eyes were cold and expressionless. Shen Linfeng seemed to have an illusion, and he even felt that these people in front of him had almost grown into the same appearance.

The horses neighed frequently, and as far as the eye could see, this strange group of "troops" was close to a thousand, to say the least. The night breeze blew, and a black flag whirred. I saw that on the flag, there were five water drops printed on the pattern, and the water droplets surrounded the left and right, forming the shape of a flower.