A piece of fresh life fell in a pool of blood, bursts of shouts echoed in the valley, this is a desperate fight, this is a contest between you and me, a little careless, no life, life and death is an instant.

Jia Mengle wanted to stand up very much, drew his sword and stepped forward to help, but he was so weak that he could only watch them tear and kill, only to see Yu Wen's fists like meteors, and his feet like hot wheels, rushing towards the four ghosts of the Western Regions, Zhu Xiaotian held a sword in his hand, volleyed up in the air, and his eyes radiated the light of hatred.

"If you drag them down, I won't believe it, even if you are tired, you will exhaust them to death!" Nangong Jun commanded the overall situation.

The battle has been going on all night, and everyone will be tired, the four ghosts of the Western Regions and Zhu Zixiu have already been injured, and if they continue like this, they will definitely fall to the ground tired and become ghosts under the sword of Yuwen, and then they will really become ghosts.

"Mei Qiansha be careful behind!" Jia Mengle saw Feng Buping raise his hand behind her back and hit the plum blossom needle, this needle was very vicious, only to see Mei Qiansha jump up in the air, and made a move to catch the moon, and blocked the poisonous needle with a short Xiao with one hand, Feng Buping saw the poisonous needle returning, frightened his face like earth, and hurriedly flashed sideways, he flashed, he dodged the poisonous needle, but the disciple behind him was not so lucky, only heard the sound of "ah", a disciple foamed at the mouth, his face was like earth, and he fell to the ground.

"Thanks for the reminder!" Mei Qiansha smiled at Jia Mengle, his heart full of infinite gratitude.

"Evil left!"

"Watch out for the right!"

"Fourth, be careful of the above!"

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Jia Mengle looked at the overall situation and reminded them from time to time that it was not a way to go on like this, Yu Wenwen and his disciples were large, and they could see it for a while, but they couldn't see it for a lifetime. Looking at the four ghosts of the Western Regions and Zhu Zixiu who were surrounded by everyone, Jia Mengle was anxious, and tried hard to think about how to resolve this life-and-death contest, "Brother of the enemy of the world, the bamboo pole sweeps the hole!"

"How to sweep?" Qiu Shidi didn't understand Jia Mengle's words for a while, and didn't know what to do.

"You can beat them with a bamboo pole and drive them away!" Guo Xueqin added.

I saw the enemy of the world cut down a bamboo pole with a big bowl mouth, and struggled to raise it, only to see the bamboo pole swept towards the disciples like a dragon, unstoppable, everywhere they went, the disciples fell down, fled, and instantly tore a hole in the encirclement.

But the good times didn't last long, as soon as the enemy's bamboo pole was put down, the disciples rushed over like a tide, and once again firmly blocked the opening, the enemy of the world struggled to catch up with the bamboo pole again, and the disciples dodged away like a flock of ducks.

This is not a solution, Jia Mengle saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, "We must block them again!" He thought silently in his heart, but how to block it?

At this time, the enemy of the world has not had time to put down the bamboo pole, the disciples swarmed up again, the enemy of the world was helpless, and struggled to throw the bamboo pole in his hand to the disciples, only to see the bamboo pole with branches and leaves galloping away, like an arrow to scare the disciples away, the bamboo pole was heavily nailed to another bamboo, a horizontal bamboo pole like a line to divide the disciples and the four ghosts of the Western Regions, the disciples saw that the bamboo pole stopped, only to climb over and over, crawled forward, blocked the tearing hole.

That's right, it's the bamboo pole that builds a wall to separate them, "Brother the enemy of the world, just like that, throw the bamboo pole to separate them!" Jia Mengle shouted at the enemy of the world.

I saw the enemy swing a big slasher, cut down the bamboo to the ground, and then threw the bamboo in one direction like a spear, the bamboo passed through the crowd like an arrow, one pierced through the other, and gradually, piled higher and higher, and finally formed a thick bamboo wall, which only a master like Yu Wenwen could cross.

"Brother World Enemy, it's okay, go to the other side!" Jia Mengle saw that the disciples were running to the other side like a tide, busy directing the battle. The enemy jumped forward, came to the other side, and built another wall in the same way, now there are only two sides to attack, and the four ghosts of the Western Regions are also a lot easier, and they are struggling to tear apart Yu Wenwen and Zhu Xiaotian.

"Kill that kid!" Ge Jiuhong saw that it was Jia Mengle's idea several times, and often reminded the four ghosts of the Western Regions, and now he has come up with this bamboo wall to divide the encirclement, and he has already sprinkled his anger on Jia Mengle in his heart.

After all the disciples obeyed the order, under the leadership of Ge Jiuhong, they all pointed their swords at Jia Mengle, and they rushed over like a tide, Jia Mengle was only Guo Xueqin by his side, how could he resist them? "World enemy, come quickly!"

The enemy of the world was chopping bamboo to block the side, listening to Guo Xueqin's call for help, he hurriedly held the knife in one hand, jumped up in the air, carried enough internal force, and stabbed the disciples of Ge Jiuhong in the back.

At this time, the bamboo was surrounded on three sides, and Yuwen saw that everyone was surrounded outside and could not come in to attack, so he jumped behind Jia Mengle, "Everyone come here, let's hold this gap, we are not afraid of them escaping!" After Zhu Xiaotian heard this, he also jumped out of the bamboo fence, and all the disciples also followed.

Jia Mengle secretly complained to himself, the bamboo wall he had worked hard to design had become a cage around him, "The surname Jia is none of your business, you have to come to this troubled water, today next year is your death day, you just accept your fate!" Zhu Ziyong shouted with a grin.

"Childe, what can I do about this?" The four ghosts of the Western Regions were all covered in blood, and they had many injuries on their bodies, and the weapons in their hands kept shaking, and they seemed to be exhausted and could not fight anymore.

How can this be good? Jia Mengle looked at the four ghosts of the Western Regions, and looked at the enemies of the world, they were all exhausted, and it was impossible to fight again, but if they didn't fight the Yu documents, would they agree? No, since they had made up their minds, they wanted to kill the four ghosts of the Western Regions.

Jia Mengle looked around and looked around, there was no way to retreat, there was no way to escape, he could only fight hard, but except for the enemy of the world, the rest of the people were dying and unable to fight anymore.

"You guys rest for a while, and I'll go and stall for a while. He whispered and walked forward.

"I say, everyone, why are you suffering? When is the time for retribution, people cannot be resurrected after death, it has been more than ten years, and it is long overdue to forget all this, so why should you bother? Why don't you listen to the next word, let go of hatred, and maybe you can make friends, and it is easier to have more friends. Jia Mengle walked to the front of the formation and said lightly.

"Shut up, boy, you think this is a vegetable market, who told you to meddle?" Zhu Xiaotian roared loudly.

"I said Lord Zhubao, as far as I know, the things of the year were not as you said, there must be an inside story in it, why don't you calm down, everyone carefully consider, find out the real culprit, in order to comfort the soul of the deceased in the sky. "Jia Mengle wants to let the four ghosts of the Western Regions rest for a while, so that they can meet the tearing and killing behind.

"Jia Mengle, Jia Mengle, negotiation requires capital, and now that you have become a turtle in an urn, what qualifications do you have to negotiate here?

This thief is really hateful, how can he think of using fire skills? This trick is yin and poisonous enough, Yu Wenwen looked at Feng Buping, and then walked to the front, and said, "Meng Le Xian, you are good friends with Lord Sun, I understand very well, you are seriously injured, I don't remember the past suspicions, and I will not hesitate to give away the "Washing the Pulp Sutra", do you know?" But today's matter, you really shouldn't interfere, last time in the shocking door, you didn't know the inside story, I don't blame you, but now that you know, you know that the four ghosts of the Western Regions are not good people, but you insist on going your own way, and you are still helping to abuse, this can't blame me for ignoring Lord Sun's feelings. Yu Wenwen's meaning is clear, he doesn't want to be an enemy of Jia Mengle, but he also doesn't want him to make trouble in the middle.

"The Lord of the Yuwen Alliance is very kind, and I remember it in my heart. Jia Mengle arched his hand, "But there must be a reason for everything, why don't you want to think about it, why did this boss go to Lujiabao to marry him?" Even though Miss Lu is as beautiful as a fairy, what kind of character is Wan Evil, why do you want to take this dangerous move, you have to offend the heroes of the world?"

"The ghost knows what he thinks!" Zhu Xiaotian heard this, roared angrily, and then turned to the disciples and said, "Everyone don't listen to his nonsense, he is a delaying tactic, everyone go together, eradicate them one by one, and return the world to peace!"

After all the disciples received the order, they rubbed their fists and palms one by one, preparing to fight to the death. "Dad!" Zhu Zixiu saw Jia Mengle's persuasion not to move, and also stood at the front of the team, "I beg you, let us go!" Zhu Zixiu knelt down with a "plop".

"Shut up! Who is your father? Get out of here, I don't have your daughter!" Zhu Xiaotian saw his daughter pleading, which damaged his noble image, and roared like an angry lion, "Where are the six tigers? Set fire!" This is an order given by a parent! He has completely despaired and died of despair for her daughter, and the father-daughter relationship has long been thrown out of the clouds.

Jia Mengle was puzzled, he never thought of it, nor had he seen this kind of family affection, two lines of tears couldn't help but fall, he didn't flow for himself, but for this kind of family affection, but time no longer waited for him to think, Zhu Ziyong and the Six Tigers had begun to put on fire, the smoke suddenly began to fill, the flames were whirring, the bamboo was burned to the point of beeping and peeling, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed that it was burning in front of him.

"Thank you three for sacrificing your life twice, but my four ghosts in the Western Regions regard themselves as sinful, looking at today's situation, we have to die, and please take care of the three of you!" ”

"Big brother!" The other three ghosts all ran to the front of the line, "If we want to die, we will die together!" The four of them lined up neatly.

"Don't worry, none of you can run away, and you can become the real four ghosts on the Huangquan Road!" Ge Jiuhong smiled proudly, his heart full of infinite joy.

"Kill!" At this moment, an earth-shattering shout of killing sounded all around, "Who is going to become a ghost, let's take a look!" A terrible voice passed through the bamboo forest and pierced into everyone's ears, and in an instant, countless people in white floated in the bamboo forest.

(Who is coming? Is it an enemy or a friend? How can the four ghosts of the Western Regions escape from the encirclement? If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the following breakdown!)