Huang Yaoshi's finger snap magic power and Yan Changzhi's finger thunder, the two kinds of kung fu have the same magic, Huang Yaoshi's finger magic power is a continuous force, through the wall and hit the stone, the power is overwhelming.

And what Wan Yan Changzhi popped out were invisible air bombs, and when this air bomb encountered an obstacle or reached his predetermined position, it would explode.

The magic power of the fingers is like a surging river, and the thunder is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the two have fought back and forth for hundreds and ten rounds, but there is no winner or loser.

It's just that Huang Yaoshi's finger snap magic power seems to consume extremely internal strength, and after thirty or fifty moves, his forehead begins to sweat, and the strength of the bullet is obviously weakened a lot, while the snap of his fingers and thunder are still resounding through the world as always, and there is no weakening momentum at all.

Huang Rong saw that his father was gradually getting the upper hand, and he couldn't help but be anxious in his heart, although Huang Yaoshi wanted to prove martial arts with Wan Yan Changzhi, but at this moment it was a confrontation between the two armies, not a single fight on the rivers and lakes, naturally there were no rules to talk about in the rivers and lakes, so he immediately waved a dog stick and attacked Wan Yan Changzhi.

With Wan Yan Changzhi's kung fu, he naturally didn't put Huang Rong in his eyes, and he didn't think about it, it was a thunder blow when he returned his hand, Huang Yaoshi and Wan Yan Changzhi fought for a long time, knowing the power of this kung fu, seeing that Huang Rong seemed to be unaware, he was shocked, his feet were wrong, and he stopped sideways between the two.

Just wanted to use his finger magic power, he suddenly felt a strong force hit his chest, followed by a "boom" sound, which resounded through the heavens and the earth, and shook those who were not high in martial arts.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the flesh and blood flying, and then looked at Huang Yaoshi. I saw that a transparent hole in his chest had been blown open, and he could see the small tree behind him that had been peeled off.

Huang Rong saw that Huang Yaoshi was killed, and suddenly his liver and gall were broken, and he swept towards Wan Yan Changzhi with a dog beating stick like a madman, Wan Yan Changzhi sneered twice, and when he was about to perform a snap of his fingers again, two embroidery needles stabbed him in the eyes.

The person who came was naturally undefeated in the East, and knew that Huang Rong's kung fu was far from Wanyan Changzhi, so he immediately said: "Huang Gang Master, please step back for the time being." I'll leave it to me!"

Huang Rong also knew that her martial arts were far from the two of them. If he hadn't taken the initiative just now, his father would not have been able to be tricked, although he was sad and angry in his heart, although he wanted to endure the enemy. But knowing that things cannot be violated. It's not wise. I had to step aside.

Just when Dongfang was undefeated and the battle between Yan Changzhi was inseparable, he suddenly heard a cry that shook the sky, and a group of Jianghu masters came in under the leadership of Guo Jing. Before the person arrived, Li Xunhuan's flying knife had already shot out, and after cutting Liang's throat, it circled back into Li Xunhuan's hand.

Fast Sword Ah Fei's character has always been calm and indifferent, in his eyes, killing people is a common thing, not to mention that now he is facing Jin Bing, and the shot is even more ruthless, the long sword shook, and a sword light was like a meteor in the sky, slashing through the throats of the two, the sword light was bloody, and two more Jin soldiers fell down with their swords.

Yang Guo used a heavy sword, swept and smashed vertically, a heavy sword was actually used as a wooden stick in his hand, but whether it was a wooden stick or a heavy sword, it did not affect its lethality.

As for the god of death, killing people is like cutting a watermelon, he doesn't even blink an eye, or he doesn't know how to blink at all in his life, but what makes people feel strange is that his dead fish-like eyes have become blood-red at the moment, and he has vitality for the first time.

Yan Nantian's long sword is also wide open and closed, the sword light is everywhere, the blood flows like a river, the god prevents the killing of the god, the Buddha prevents the killing of the Buddha, and the killing of those golden soldiers turns over on their backs, crying for their father and mother, which is miserable.

And the six sons of Quanzhen formed a seven-star sword formation with Zhao Zhijing, and they also did not have the compassion of the monks, and the killing was even more ruthless than others, it is no wonder that Wang Chongyang, the ancestor of the Quanzhen Sect, was bent on resisting Jin, and his descendants and disciples were naturally not a problem.

Although Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao are located in the Western Regions, they are both descendants of China, and they are not far behind at this moment, and they are also ruthless between their shots, and they are even ruthless in their shots.

Jin Bingxiang is known for his fierceness, although their ability is not comparable to a first-class master like Zhou Botong, but masters like Zhou Botong are limited after all, and most of them are ordinary Jianghu people who are not high in martial arts, and their martial arts are slightly higher than ordinary Jin soldiers, but when it comes to battlefield conquest and mutual cooperation, they are far less experienced than these battle-hardened people.

In the eyes of Zhou Botong and others, these golden soldiers are sheep, not wolves, but in the eyes of those ordinary Jianghu people, they are wolves rather than sheep.

The two sides are inseparable from each other in this small sunset valley, although these Jianghu people have not undergone strict battlefield training, but they all have a pure heart, knowing that killing a golden soldier and ordinary people can get a peace, this killing, they neither take the life of the golden soldier as their life, nor their own life as their life, there is only one word killing in their hearts.

Therefore, one group of people fell, and another group stepped on the corpses of their comrades and rushed upwards, but those golden soldiers used the grain cart as a cover, turning the unfavorable factors into advantages, and launched a life-and-death killing.

The entire Sunset Valley was in a bloody storm, and in less than a moment, corpses were piled up in the valley, and the snow in the valley was melted by the fiery blood, turning into a sea of blood.

Guo Jing was in the midst of the fierce fight, and suddenly saw Huang Rong crying with pear blossoms, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked anxiously: "Rong'er, what's wrong with you?

"Brother Jing, father ......" Huang Rong said this, her words were choked, and she couldn't say it at all, and it took a long time before she continued, "Father was killed by Wanyan Changzhi!"

Only then did Guo Jing see Huang Yaoshi lying on the side and the bloody bloody hole in Huang Yaoshi's chest, and he was immediately furious, his left hand was empty, and his right hand descended to the dragon palm and rushed straight towards Wanyan Changzhi.

Dongfang is undefeated and only half of Yan Changzhi's righteousness is struggling, at this moment Guo Jing attacked, and suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced, and the two of them didn't care about any morality or immorality, they just wanted to kill Yan Changzhi to avenge Huang Yaoshi.

In particular, Guo Jing is like an angry lion, one move and one style do not require sufficient strength, although the martial arts of Wanyan Chang are high, but under the attack of these two masters, it also seems quite difficult, and then look at the people and horses he brought are also killed one after another under the hands of Zhou Botong, Yang Guo and others, knowing that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, he suddenly whistled, beckoning those living Jin soldiers to evacuate quickly.

Under the attack of many masters, those golden soldiers did not want to fight for a long time, and they left their opponents and ran eastward.

Huang Yaoshi died, although Huang Rong was extremely sad, but as the commander of these Jianghu people, she also had to cheer up to arrange the aftermath, although she killed a lot of Jin soldiers this time, but there were also many casualties on her side, at least two thousand Jianghu heroes will sleep in Sunset Valley.

Huang Rong was exhausted, looking at the corpses all over the ground, she felt quite uncomfortable, what a good Jianghu person, the previous hour was still dangling in front of her eyes, but this hour was lying in this cold snow forever.

Zhou Botong was originally the most happy to kill, but when he stopped at this moment, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the corpses all over the ground, he didn't feel it when he killed, he only felt a constriction in his stomach at the moment, and there was a very strong feeling of vomiting.

Hong Qigong is as famous as Huang Yaoshi, and he is the master of Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Huang Yaoshi is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, and a generation of Tianzong has died like this, everyone is sad in their hearts, and they want to come over to comfort Huang Rong for a few words, but they don't know how to comfort them.

Especially Yang Guo, his heart is even more sad, his personality has been extreme since he was a child, Huang Rong didn't like him very much when he was young, and when he grew up, Huang Rong strongly opposed his marriage with Xiaolongnu, Huang Yaoshi has always been on his side, and did not treat him as a junior, but regarded him as a year-old friend, which made him quite moved.

Now that Huang Yaoshi is dead, he has tears but can't cry, because he knows that it's not time to cry, Huang Rong is sitting weakly next to a big tree, while Guo Jing is arranging for other Jianghu people to prepare to dig a pit in Sunset Valley, preparing to bury all these sacrificed Jianghu people here.

Qingqing buried his loyal bones everywhere, and now he can't pay attention to it so much, Yang Guo deeply felt the grace of Huang Yaoshi, and didn't want him to be buried with these ordinary Jianghu people, so he turned around and ran towards the nearby village.

The people in the village had already gone to the empty building because of the war, and Yang Guo didn't care so much, he directly broke into the largest family, saw a good Nanmu coffin in the backyard, and after putting down a piece of silver, he carried the coffin to Sunset Valley.

Huang Yaoshi was buried, and a tomb was set up on the top of the mountain alone, a cold wind blew, and everyone only felt cold in their hearts, although they successfully robbed the grain and grass of the golden soldiers this time, but looking at the lonely graves all over the mountain, the price was indeed too great.

Huang Rong knelt in front of the grave and cried: "Dad, you often teach Rong'er that since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve, and now Rong'er wants to be loyal to the country, so she can only bury you here temporarily, and when the war stops, Rong'er will welcome you back to Peach Blossom Island and be buried with your mother." ”

Although Zhou Botong was imprisoned by Huang Yaoshi on Peach Blossom Island for fifteen years, he was open-minded and had already thrown this matter out of the clouds.

After a series of killings, coupled with the aftermath, the night had already fallen, with a large team of food and grass, it was really inconvenient to walk, Huang Rong calmed down, immediately ordered to defend on the spot, and sent Wei Yixiao back to the barracks to ask Yang Shihan to send someone to respond. (To be continued......)