In the Bone Crying City, one by one, the walking corpses mechanically numb to cut off the heads of one corpse after another, and then built a tall Beijing Temple on the cleared vacant land. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Thousands of warriors in the city, except for some of the small miscellaneous fish that escaped at this time, have almost been killed by Cui Yu, leaving more than a dozen people in accordance with Cui Yu's orders, Lei Jingguan, one is right to pay tribute to the dead, and the other is to tell the world that all evil will be rewarded in the end. The third is to tell Xuanbingmen that he will keep an eye on them.

When Jingguan was completed, more than a dozen warriors who had lost their souls knelt on the ground, begging for Cui Yu's forgiveness and forgiving their lives.

thought that Cui Yu had promised before that he would spare their lives.

However, Cui Yu never intended to fulfill his promise, and the tear-stained sword went out of his body, and in the sound of cursing, he took the lives of more than a dozen people.

"You don't deserve forgiveness. ”

When Cui Yu left, the raging fire had engulfed the sinful city.

Cui Yu carried a jar of wine, drinking and walking, his blood was still boiling, the boiling heat made him unable to calm down, and he needed strong wine to extinguish his killing intent.

When he came to a forest, Cui Yu suddenly stopped. The cold light in his eyes swept towards the cold wind howling and the darkness of the dense forest.

"Come out!" Cui Yu said coldly.

Cui Yu didn't expect that on the way back, he was ambushed, could it be that the speed of Xuanbing Gate was discovered so quickly, but with their domineering style, how could they do such an ambush.

But soon, Cui Yu was no longer surprised, but there were more doubts in his heart.

"Hahaha, worthy of being a judge, I've been waiting here for a long time!" A strange tone came, and Tang dialect that didn't look like a Tang accent came over.

A steppe man in a fur coat walked out of the dense forest, his scimitar flashing rainbow light from time to time.

Prairie barbarians, Cui Yu wondered how he could have met them here, and why they ambushed him.

"What's the matter?" Cui Yu asked coldly, the wine was in his mouth, and he didn't seem to care about these people, but his eyes had already taken these people into his eyes.

Ten congenital, twenty qi practitioners.

I saw that the leader thought that the innate martial artist smiled and said: "Please allow me to introduce myself, in the Tu Capture, the leader of the Lower Dhara Duo Division, our great Eagle Great Khan has long heard of the name of Mr., let me wait to invite Mr. no matter what, to be a guest on my steppe!"

Cui Yu was stunned by the words of the captivity, he really didn't think of why he was targeted by these grassland people, although Cui Yu didn't hate these grassland people, but Cui Yu definitely didn't want to run to the poor countryside full of green grass, boundless, and nothing.

"I'm sorry, I still have something to do in the future, so I can't go over for the time being, but in the future, I will go to the prairie and feel the hospitality of the prairie people!"

It is not surprising that the captives are not at all, the Datang people already look down on them very much, not only the grassland, the Datang people only think that the Datang people are the most noble, and the rest of the people, whether they are grassland people or Haizhongyi people, are all inferior races.

But even so, hearing Cui Yu's refusal, Tu Yu's expression turned cold.

"I hope that Mr. will think more about it, the Eagle Great Khan of my steppe is so graciously invited, and it is really inappropriate for Mr. to shirk like this!"

When the words of the captivity fell, this group of grassland barbarians immediately stepped forward neatly, obviously as long as Cui Yu said a word, he would immediately let Cui Yu experience what hospitality is.

Cui Yu smiled disdainfully, the judge's eye was already secretly opened, and he sighed in his heart, the merit value and sin value of these barbarians are not much different, if Cui Yu accidentally kills those few with higher merit values, he will have to bear the sins all over his body.

This feeling of not being able to kill really makes Cui Yu very unhappy, but if he is in a hurry, he will kill him, anyway, now Cui Yu's merit value is very rich, and it is a big deal to go back and directly use the merit value to eliminate the sin value.

"Get out of the way!" Cui Yu didn't bother to say anything to them, and his voice was extremely cold.

"Looks like we're going to have to offend Mr., up!"

Cui Yu sighed, he had killed many people today, but there were still people who wanted to come to find death, so he couldn't complain about him.

The tear-stained sword is even more cold in this cold night.

The sound of weapons intertwining seemed so harsh in the quiet forest.

Cui Yu uses both swords and fists, Ah Fei's fast sword and Xingyi fist are perfectly integrated, the golden silk gloves are extremely tough, and the fist containing strong internal force hits the scimitar, just like a reckless ox impacting, and the extremely majestic grassland man is directly sent flying.

The tear-stained sword seems to be imaginative, always appearing at weird angles, fast and incredible, appearing in impossible places, depriving one life after another.

Tu Ji's face is getting worse and worse.

They stayed here and wanted to ambush Cui Yu, because they knew that after Cui Yu experienced a big battle, he would definitely have a huge loss of internal strength, and the loss of physical strength would be quite serious.

But I didn't expect that even so, Cui Yu was still so difficult to deal with.

Tu Ji snorted coldly and also joined the battle group.

The martial arts of the steppe barbarians, rough, atmospheric, open and close, have the courage to move forward.

As soon as Cui Yu confronted Tu Ran, his face changed and he was shocked back a few steps.

I shouted in my heart, "What a great force."

This figure is two feet tall, and it looks like a city wall, and it is not as strong as a human being.

Tu won Shangfeng with one move, and immediately pursued with victory, one knife after another, like a windmill, such a majestic body, the speed of his debut did not have to be much slower than Cui Yu.

This is also a cold light in Cui Yu's eyes.

The grassland barbarians on the side also attacked Cui Yu from time to time, and the cooperation with the figure was very wonderful, although it was not like any combined attack formation, but they were fighting with the sky on the prairie, and from time to time the combined attack was more like a combined attack, and they had a tacit understanding to the extreme.

The knives that slashed at Cui Yu's body from time to time brought new wounds to Cui Yu, and the blood had turned the somewhat stiff clothes into soft and damp, sticking to the body, uncomfortable and painful.

The repeated battles have already made Cui Yu's body a little unbearable, and the arm holding the sword has already felt numb.

Cui Yu felt that his movements had begun to stiffen, and a punch blasted a grassland warrior away, and a scimitar had already slashed at Cui Yu's left arm.

The pain in the heart made Cui Yu snort, and the tear-stained sword was once again placed above his head, blocking the slash of the huge force contained in the captivity.

The huge force made Cui Yu slide directly backwards for several feet, and the grassland warriors along the road also left knife marks on his body.

Tu Zhu looked at Cui Yu, who was no longer able to support it, sneered, and ran out quickly, the scimitar was like a crescent moon, rising from the ground, and slashed the tear-stained sword in Cui Yu's hand with one sword.