In the past, the Shanhai Gang brothers roamed the rivers and lakes, fighting endlessly for the strength of the sect. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

has been getting along for many years, so that the brothers have an extremely deep relationship, and this relationship is even far more than that of the brothers.

Even if those senior brothers who did not break through the realm of metamorphosis have already passed away, and the other two senior brothers have also been in retreat and penance all day long, they still can't hide their deep friendship with each other.

At this time, the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang suddenly learned that the two senior brothers of the mortal realm had died, and the Shanhai Gang that had been their home had also been destroyed, and his anger immediately rose in his heart.

In normal times, the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang is relatively indifferent, and his temper is also very good.

But now, he seemed to be a different person, his scarlet eyes exuded a strong murderous aura, and his silver hair danced in the wind, like a white-haired demon.

"Bang!"

The clothes that were originally put on the outside by the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang had already exploded at this time, and the crumbs of the clothes had already been burned to ashes before they could fall to the ground.

"Boom!"

The incomparably powerful momentum erupted, with the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang as the center, swept away in all directions, and the grass and trees died in all directions.

"Puff puff!"

The disciples who were standing not far from the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang, under the pressure of this momentum, vomited blood and flew out one after another, with a look of horror on their faces.

It was only then that they knew how terrifying the little uncle and ancestor, who usually looked amiable, were terrifying.

If it weren't for the fact that the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang still had a little bit of sanity, just the momentum he released would be enough to turn the remaining Shanhai Gang disciples into powder.

There is no doubt that the surging momentum also swept away in the direction of Huan Chang and the others.

"Drink!"

However, just when the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang left Huan Chang's side and came to inquire about the details of the sect, Captain Qiu Xu had already taken Song Ren's sergeant and hurriedly protected Huan Chang in the center.

When the momentum with a strong killing charm rushed in the direction of Huan Chang, the surging battle qi also rose to the sky, smashing the huge momentum.

"Kill!"

After Song Renjun shattered the momentum with his battle qi, he didn't stop at all, and he conjured up a white tiger phantom in the air and went towards the mountain and sea to help the little uncle kill.

The tiger roars in the sky, like a hurricane, and the air of sharp gold is indestructible.

"Bang!"

Between the rabbit and the falcon, the two sides have been fighting together, the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang is full of true anger, the long sword behind his back is finally unsheathed, the sword is chanting for nine days, and the cold light shines on the mountains and forests.

"Boom!"

The two intersected, making an earth-shattering sound, and the earth cracked a little.

"Click!"

The material is extraordinary, and the sword that has followed the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang for many years, under the attack of the white tiger, it has not been supported for long at all, and it has been brittle inch by inch.

The shattered sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound as if its heart were shattering.

"Poof!"

Shanhai helped the little uncle to retreat quickly, spitting blood, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

Before that, he hadn't thought that the combat effectiveness of that army of two hundred people was very terrifying, but he never imagined that it would be terrifying to such an extent.

If it weren't for the sword in front of him, coupled with his quick reaction and timely dodge, even if he didn't die just now, he would have been seriously injured.

"Brush!"

Although the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang has fallen into a state of semi-madness, he still retains a very rational fighting instinct, and after only one round of fighting, he knows that he can't compete head-on with Song Ren's soldiers.

I saw that his body flickered slightly, and countless phantoms appeared in the air, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in the eight hundred spirit horses.

Avoid its edge and hit its weakness.

Two hundred Song Ren soldiers formed a battle formation, even if they were as powerful as the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang, they still couldn't compete with it.

However, the eight hundred ordinary cavalry were Huan Chang's most fatal weakness.

As long as the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang is allowed to enter it, it is like a tiger entering a flock, and these ordinary soldiers will not pose any threat to it at all.

As for the soldiers of Song Ren, who have strong attack power, they will definitely not dare to attack rashly because of the existence of those soldiers.

"Puff puff!"

The sword flickered, and the man turned on his back, screaming again and again.

The little uncle of the Shanhai Gang launched a one-sided slaughter among the eight hundred elite cavalry, even if the combat effectiveness of the eight hundred elite cavalry was relatively strong, they were still slaughtered, and they had no ability to resist at all.

"Stop!"

Huan Chang, who was protected by Song Renjun in the center, saw the tragic situation of his soldiers, and immediately became furious and scolded him sharply.

However, the elders of the Shanhai Gang, who had fallen into a state of semi-madness, could not hear Huan Chang's roar, and still slaughtered those elite riders with impunity.

"Spread out, spread out, spread out!"

Seeing that he couldn't persuade the other party, Huan Chang hurriedly shouted at those elite riders, hoping to avoid the slaughter of the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang after they dispersed.

Many elite horsemen, originally seeing their own robes being slaughtered, were filled with righteous indignation, and rushed towards the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang regardless of their bodies, even if they died in battle, they did not hesitate at all.

It's just that they are only professional soldiers after all, not the kind of soldiers of the Shanhai Gang, and after hearing the commander's order, they immediately scattered.

In this way, the speed of the slaughter of the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang naturally slowed down.

"Bow and arrow, wind up!"

When Captain Beard saw this scene, he was also furious.

Song Renjun is the strongest combat strength of the Song State, and naturally shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the country, including those ordinary cavalry, who are also the objects of Song Renjun's protection.

Now that he sees the object of his guardianship being wantonly slaughtered by the enemy's masters, how can Captain Beard endure it?

Under normal circumstances, it would be extremely difficult for a soldier who formed a battle formation and possessed the spirit of battle to kill those masters.

Perhaps in terms of pure combat effectiveness, the soldiers with combat spirit gathered together are not necessarily much worse than those masters, or even surpassed.

However, since Song Renjun is the strongest foundation of the Song Kingdom, he can't be seen with common sense at all.

The two hundred Song Ren sergeants, after hearing Captain Qiu's order, immediately put away the spear in their hands in a uniform manner, and then took the longbow from behind their backs.

"Buzz!"

Chase the stars and catch the moon.

The bowstring hummed, and two hundred arrows emitting cold light condensed into a green dragon with teeth and claws in the air, roaring and rushing towards the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang.

This green dragon condensed in the air seemed to have spirituality, directly locking on the figure of the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang, even if the opponent's body was very fast, there was still no way to dodge.

"Puff puff!"

The blood light bloomed, and the figure of the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang looked a little staggered, but he still relied on his strong strength to dodge most of the attacks and avoid a lot of fatal injuries.

"Little Uncle Ancestor!"

The remnants of the disciples of the Shanhai Gang all screamed in surprise when they saw that the little master and uncle were full of arrows, and their eyes were full of worry.

"Ahem, ahem. ”

The intense pain made the scarlet eyes of the little uncle of the Shanhai Gang gradually regain their clarity, and then set his eyes on the remnants of the Shanhai Gang.