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In an instant, torches suddenly lit up around him, the tree poles in the mountains and forests swayed, and the figures in the darkness jumped down from the trees like rain in the faint light of the torches, or drilled out of the grass, and a blade also cut out of the corpses on the ground, forcing the people in front of them to retreat.

In an instant, an invisible web became tangible. On the hillside, a group of people came out in clusters, pointing to the following categories and waiting for humanity: "In the past half a month, I have killed dozens or hundreds of heroes in the Northland, what else do you have to say now?"

"There's not much to say. "'Yellow Banner God' Zhuo Wanli also drew a sword in his other hand, "It's nothing more than a fight, so that you people in the north can listen recklessly, grandfathers are the twelve gods of Jiangnan under the command of Mingjiao." ”

There is nothing to say now, the faint killing aura between the two groups of people is gradually increasing, and in the end, when a huge tall fierce man on this side of the Northland Green Forest rises from the ground, the weapons of both sides are unconsciously raised, and then, it is the giant who roars: "Kill the Ming Sect-"

The thick legs suddenly exerted force, and rushed down the hill again, the figure was like a galloping carriage, colliding with the people over there in the dim mountain forest, and the huge fist hit the opposite side of the first person with a few punches, and in the darkness I don't know who the other party is, it is a smash.

The flesh fist is amazingly powerful, and there is no pain when it hits the opponent's weapon, and the opponent who only hits has no power to fight back, and before a few people on the side can react, they are affected by the opponent's waving arms, and they are directly fanned out. Under the firelight, the person who can occasionally be seen passively is the 'Leopard Tail God' and Tong.

Every time the other party smashed his long axe, the tiger's mouth went numb, and his footsteps 'Tengteng' fell backwards, directly causing the big man to kill into the crowd on the south side of the Yangtze River.

The number of people on this side of the Northland Green Forest is already superior, there are thousands of people, at the moment when the 'Bashan Lux' car dumped in, the fight has already broken out, and the Northland heroes, who have long been holding back their anger, took their respective weapons, and rushed up, and then the other team's team was scattered, and the two groups of people suddenly went up the mountain and fought in a scuffle.

The people on both sides are not military battle formations, and they don't pay so much attention to it, once they are mixed up, they are fighting depending on their martial arts level. The difference between the two sides is probably no more than 100 people, but there are only five leaders on the Jiangnan side, one of whom is missing, and the other has not yet appeared, that is, only three are struggling to support there.

He Tong was entangled in a battle with Che Tilt, although his martial arts are not weak, but compared with the other party, the strength is far from the same. In the melee, the 'Yellow Banner God' Zhuo Wanli was playing with four swords in the crowd and rarely met opponents, and suddenly saw a figure in front of him coming straight towards him, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he rushed over, and when he looked at the face, the man made a double knife, and the two of them then shot with all their might, but after a few fights, Zhuo Wanli withdrew and hid in the crowd first, and his eyes were always looking for someone.

"Bai Duchen—"

He suddenly shouted, "I'm going to go against you, come out—"

"Just you?" a muffled snort, followed by a figure slashing over a few people who were in the way, and rushed over, and the two knives quickly cut horizontally, turning into two cold lights.

Zhuo Wanli turned around, and the two swords also stabbed at this time.

......

The battle in the col continued from one place to another, slowly spreading, and the bloody qi began to waft among the mountains and forests. 'Mr. Golden Sword' Chen Qianming and Luo Qi, the head of the Heavy Sword Sect, watched the battle situation below, and couldn't help frowning: "Why haven't those people who disguised Dongchang Fanzi still stand up?"

"I don't know this, wait for the old man to go down to help, and wake up these people by the way. Luo Qi was angry on his face, and then swooped down, slashing vertically with a heavy sword, simple and ruthless, a Jiangnan Ming Sect disciple directly slashed over, with a bang, and the corpse was directly split into two halves and flew out.

shouted violently: "The disciple of the Heavy Sword Sect, kill the enemy with the old man!"

On the ground, those people in soap clothes really stood up at this moment, one of them had two parting hooks, and the iron chain was dragged on the ground, and the hazy eyes showed a cruel color, and then there was a throw, rolled, and shaking chains, and the heads of the people they touched, no matter who they were, were hooked off together.

Hundreds of soap-clothed people who got up, as if they were blooming in the center, spread out in all directions, and killed everyone.

........

Not far from the col, the wheels crushed the earth and creaked heavily, and the black, swarthy metal body moved and shook with a deep sheen, then stopped and lined up, behind which a row of torches suddenly lit.

At this time, surrounded by a group of people, there was only one chair, Bai Ning sat down, looked at the col that was fighting and shouting in the distance, squinted his eyes slightly, and then raised one hand to the sky.

A moment later, a cold sound stirred up the mountain fog in the early morning.

"Surprise them with ten shots. ”

Instantly, ten torches were lowered and the fuse was lit.

Bang –

Bang –

Bang –

......

The sound of the black iron mouth was like thunder, and ten unknown things dragging the tail of the flame drew an astonishing picture in the sky, and then flew towards the mountain col on that side.

...... "What's that?"

Chen Qianming was still surprised by the crowd of people, why when the soap-clothed people in disguise in advance swung their butcher knives at him, on the hillside not far to their right, there was a firelight, and then there was a huge movement like thunder on a sunny day, and then ten fireballs dragged an arc towards their heads in the dark night.

In an instant, his hair stood on end, and he subconsciously ran to a higher place, and the people below also stopped the weapons in their hands and looked up to see what had fallen from the sky.

In the next second, a huge thunder and wind roar sounded in their ears. Zhuo Wanli jumped away, and a pitch-black object smashed towards it with flames, and then exploded.

Boom –

A cloud of blood and minced flesh splashed in the air and then poured on him, and the double swordsman who was still fighting him there just now, as if the person called 'Thousand Killing Knife' Zhao Yimian, only had two feet left at this moment and were still stuck in the dirt, and the rest of the body had been blown up and scattered.

He swallowed and looked over in fear.

Then, he ran away, shouting, "Withdraw—"

But - at this moment, the second round of leads has already ignited.

ps: In the last chapter, I re-added the systematic extraction of martial arts. Take a second look