Go North, Go North!(19)

"Noise!" The red-robed old man spat out with his palm, and the old man in armor flew forward, and before he landed, the blood in his mouth had already sprayed down. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Fifth uncle!" the blue-armored warrior screamed sadly, and the old man in armor said weakly: "Go!" As soon as his body fell, he turned around and pounced, rushing towards the red-robed old man.

"Looking for death!" The old man in the red robe slapped out again, facing the old man in armor, with a "bang", the old man in armor took a few steps back, and spurted out a mouthful of blood again, but he still blocked the way of the old man in red robe.

At this point, the blue-armored warrior finally came to his senses, hurriedly took the reins of the horse, turned the horse's head and left.

"Where are you going?" The red-robed old man left a little with his left hand, and a little cold light flew out in an instant, chasing straight away, and finally he was submerged in the hips of the green horse.

The green horse was in pain, and galloped forward with his hooves, and even led his master straight to the top of the hillside.

The red-robed old man jumped up and shouted, "I'll leave it to you here, kill them all for me!"

The gray-robed old man from before shouted, "Yes, big brother." With a wave of his hand, he secretly shot to death a woman who had just run past him, and the child in his arms fell to the ground and was already stepped on by another person.

The direction was so wide of eyes that he couldn't wait to rush down the mountain and immediately shoot those who actually took action against women and children. You, this is a typical indiscriminate killing, is there any royal law left?

At the foot of the hill, the green horse ran towards the top of the mountain for more than ten feet, and suddenly one of them stumbled forward, and the green armor warrior jumped up, holding a pair of thin scimitars, and did not look at the mount, but rushed into the woods.

"Little cub, where are you going to escape?" The old man in the red robe had already chased after him for more than ten zhang in an instant, and before the person arrived, he had really regarded the person as his own bag.

The cultivation of the Qingjia warrior is not bad, however, in front of a mid-stage major cultivator of the sacrificial spirit, his fourth-level cultivation of the soul is very dwarfed.

This person ran towards the top of the mountain for dozens of feet, and the red-robed monk had already chased after him, and the blue-armored warrior did not look back, and cut it with a knife with his backhand.

"Cut, just for you, do you dare to do it in front of the old man?" The red-robed old man said as he spoke, flicked his fingers lightly, and with a sound of "poof", the green-armored warrior suddenly felt a strong force coming directly along the hilt, and the scimitar in his hand was almost unable to hold it and was about to get out of his hand, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and he rushed upward.

Only when you enter the woods, you may be able to escape by the cover of the trees.

"Stay!" The red-robed old man slapped his palm in the air, and the blue-armored warrior dodged sideways, but it was too late, and with a "bang", it hit his right shoulder, his right hand was weak, and the scimitar in his hand had fallen to the ground.

However, with the power of this palm, the blue-armored warrior floated forward, but instead of looking back, he rushed forward.

"Still running?" the red-robed old man grew together, and grabbed the top of the blue-armored warrior's head with one claw. The blue-armored warrior shrank his neck, but in the end he was still caught by the top of the helmet, and he had no choice but to struggle, but he had already lost his helmet and left, and suddenly a thick black hair poured down like a waterfall.

"Ah, it turned out to be a female baby!" The red-robed old man was slightly stunned, and chased after him again, and in a few ups and downs, he had already jumped past the blue-armored warrior and blocked his way.

"Hahaha, I didn't see it, it turned out to be a beautiful baby!" The red-robed old man slapped it lightly, and the blue-armored warrior had to stop and flash sideways.

Looking at this girl's delicate face, the old man in the red robe had a protruding lustful heart, and said with a smile: "It's better for you to accompany the old man to a group first, if you make the old man comfortable, maybe, when I know the patriarch, it's okay to accept you as a concubine, how about it?" ”

The girl was annoyed and attacked, and raised her left hand knife and slashed at the red-robed old man. The old man in the red robe had the intention to show off in front of him, and when the blade was almost ready, he flashed lightly and avoided the knife very chicly.

The girl bit her lower lip tightly, a knife was as fast as a knife, the knife did not leave the old man's vital point, and every knife fell short at the last moment, and was avoided by it.

"Hahaha, with your cultivation, you can't kill me, how about following the old man?" The old man in the red robe has the intention to restrain this woman, and he doesn't want to make her like a zombie without the slightest turmoil, the best way is to exhaust her true power and overturn it, and then he can fight with him in this grove for three hundred rounds.

Thinking of the wanton *** later, the old man in the red robe was even more obscene in his eyes.

The girl attacked more than ten moves in a row, driving the injury to her right shoulder, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, her body staggered, and she almost fell. The old man in the red robe said, "Ouch, little Jiaowa, do you want the old man to help you?"

As he spoke, the red-robed old man spat out his palm, turning into a lot of coercion, like an invisible mountain.

When the girl swung the scimitar in her hand again, she felt great pressure for no reason, as if every gesture was like lifting a small mountain.

Yes, this red-robed old man wants to use this method to continuously squeeze out the girl's true power in order to achieve his final goal.

Suddenly, the thin blade in the girl's hand flew straight out, and her body quickly retreated. The red-robed old man reacted extremely quickly, raised his hand slightly, and had already grabbed the scimitar that was flying towards him, and then jumped forward, shouted, and said, "Don't think!"

In the shouting, there was an extra black long stick in the old man's hand, and he pointed at the girl's left wrist with a stick, "poof", the long stick came so fast, the girl didn't have time to dodge, there was a pain in the left wrist, and a piece of Buzhou Yu in his hand had fallen to the ground.

The girl's wrist flipped over, and there was a short knife in her palm, and with a "bang", she stabbed down on her chest.

It turned out that this girl actually wanted to struggle to break the Buzhou jade that had collected her own tribal totem flag before she was captured. Now, Bu Zhou Yu is no longer guaranteed, and his innocence is better than allowed to be abused by the wicked person in front of him.

The old man in the red robe was waiting to be stopped, but he hastily pointed out the stick before, and he had already done his best, and at this moment it was the time when the old strength was exhausted and the new power was not born, and if he wanted to make a move, he was afraid that it was already too late.

At this moment, the old man in the red robe suddenly heard the sound of breaking the air behind his ears, and faintly felt a warning in his heart, and immediately jumped to the side and shouted, "Who is it?"

Almost at the same time, a knife light flashed from where he was standing before, and the sound of "dang" hit the girl's short blade, the girl's wrist had been hit by the old man in the red robe before, and it was really not much strength, and at this moment, after this collision, the wrist was loosened, and the short blade fell immediately.

The red-robed old man shouted, and he saw a monk wrapped in white cloth with a scimitar in his hand slashing at his head, and hurriedly raised his stick to stand it.

The girl didn't know why, but she could also understand that the person wrapped in the white cloth was a friend and not an enemy, and was helping herself to defend herself against the wicked, and she had the heart to come forward to help, but her wrist was in severe pain, and she couldn't make a knife at all, even if she stepped forward, she was afraid that it would just add to the chaos.

Suddenly thinking of her own inappropriate jade, the girl hurriedly jumped forward a few steps and carefully picked up the palm of her hand, and then raised her eyes to see the vicious fight between the two.

The red-robed man beat himself like a cat and mouse at first, but now he faced the man wrapped in white cloth, and he had already lost the upper hand in a few moves, and although an iron rod danced quickly, most of them were only on defense.