After Ma Chuan killed the bandits, the fear in his heart eased slightly, and when he looked up, he found that the ground around him was full of corpses. There are both bandits and the dart masters of Meihuazhuang, especially those acquaintances who saw the tragic deaths, and a sadness permeated his heart.

However, among the survivors, Ni Lihua was safe and sound, and Ma Chuan's heart felt better.

There were only eleven bandits left on the other side, and the Scarface bandit was missing an arm.

"Woohoo, woohoo......" The remaining bandits still refused to leave, and at the signal of the Scarface bandit, a lightly injured bandit blew the horn, and wolf smoke ignited on the cliff in front of him.

"Little thief, Longquan Villa is not afraid, kill!" Shen Zonglin knew that the other party had brought rescue troops, and he also found that this group of bandits was unusual, but for the reputation of Longquan Villa, he had to fight.

"Seven years ago, the dart in Longquan Villa was robbed, and you also participated!" Ma Chuan suddenly found that in Ni Lihua's heart, there were countless soldiers of the evil country at this time, mixed with angry and mournful soldiers to reinforce Fang Cun Mountain.

"Yes and what. "The Scarface Bandit may have a broken arm, but he is still fierce.

Ni Lihua shook the long sword in her hand, pounced on the scar-faced thief, and took the key point as soon as she struck.

Shen Zonglin followed closely beside the two and killed a bandit who came to sneak attack.

Ma Chuan knew that the other party had sent a distress signal and that these bandits must be dealt with as soon as possible, so he quickly got entangled with a bandit.

A quarter of an hour later, all eleven bandits were killed. Among them, the scar-faced thief held half of the nine-ring knife, and looked at the long sword through his heart unwillingly, he obviously found that the internal strength of the girl opposite was not as good as him, but when the swords collided, the nine-ring knife was broken violently, so that he died here.

Although all the bandits were killed, there were only seven people left on the side of Meihuazhuang, and except for Shen Zonglin, all of them were more or less injured.

"Grab the dart goods and go!" Shen Zonglin said to one of the surviving middle-aged dart masters when he saw that the carriage in front of him was no longer passable.

The horses fled, the dead died, and the people had to walk. However, as soon as he stepped onto the pile of rocks, countless stones fell from the sky.

"Withdraw!" Shen Zonglin saw that another person had lost his life, so he had to change his previous plan.

"Which friend under the mountain, Fang Wenhe, the great leader of the Evil Tiger Mountain, still wants to show mercy to my brother's subordinates!" a middle-aged man's voice penetrated from behind.

As soon as everyone arrived at the safety zone, they heard this voice, and the others were nothing, Shen Zonglin's calm face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "Quick, go from the cliff in the south!"

"Chief darthead, why?" asked the middle-aged dart master, holding a dart like a silk horse, puzzled.

"The person before used the sound of thousands of miles!" Shen Zonglin understood that those who could use the sound of thousands of miles were masters, so he had to lead everyone to climb up the cliff in the south that was not too steep.

The six of them quickly climbed to the top of the cliff in the south, and when they looked up, they found that there was a towering mountain in front of them, and the sound of thousands of miles behind them was getting closer and closer.

"Let's go up to the lonely peak first and find a place to go around. Shen Zonglin made up his mind and made a decision immediately.

"It turned out to be someone from Longquan Villa, killing so many of my brothers, I will definitely break you into thousands of pieces. Fang Wenhe's voice came from the mountain road below.

Ma Chuan and the others climbed the steep mountain wall, climbing higher and higher, but still did not find a way to bypass.

Wanggu Peak is a bare cliff from bottom to top, and vegetation is rarely seen, but the people of Tsushima Chuan and his party who are not weak in martial arts are not slow to climb.

Fang Wenhe caught up with the mountain peak alone, vaguely dressed as a scribe, extremely clever in light skills, climbing cliffs and climbing walls like walking on the ground.

Although Ma Chuan and the others climbed with all their might, they were chased by Fang Wenhe in less than a quarter of an hour.

Seeing this, Ma Chuan and the others had no choice but to condescend and use stones and hidden weapons to stop Fang Wenhe, so that he could never catch up.

Half an hour later, everyone was in the clouds and mist, and five feet away, it became hazy.

Fang Wenhe in the back was in a more dangerous situation, he was attacked by Ma Chuan and others from time to time, and several times he was forced to move on the bare cliff wall by Shen Zonglin, who had deep internal strength, with stones, but as long as the mountain wall was a little protruding, he could borrow his strength.

In this way, another half an hour passed, Ma Chuan and the others climbed to the peak, but they didn't find a way to bypass along the way, and Fang Wenhe behind chased after him.

Fortunately, there were many rocks on the top of the peak, Shen Zonglin and the other two middle-aged dart masters stayed behind to block the enemy, and Ma Chuan, Ni Lihua and another black thin dart master went to find their way.

Before, it was cloudy and mist, but at this time when I reached the peak, my vision was broadened, and the whole mountain peak was bare, but there was a small bamboo forest in the middle of this peak.

The three of them walked through the bamboo forest and walked to the south of the peak, and sure enough, they saw a magnificent sea, and there was a lonely island thousands of feet away in front of them, and there was also a towering mountain peak on it, with a bit of handsomeness, and the upper third was covered with silver, which was very beautiful in the sun.

Ma Chuan and the three of them didn't have time to appreciate, they were in a hurry to find a way, the south was a cliff, and below was the rough sea, so naturally there was no way out, so they had to look for it in other directions. In the end, the three of them found that the side that came up was relatively gentle, and the other sides were very dangerous and steep, even if they ventured down, Fang Wenhe, who was chasing after them, would definitely be able to put them to death.

Ma Chuan and the three of them didn't find their way, so they returned to the place where they came up and joined Shen Zonglin and the others. Knowing that Fang Wenhe still hadn't left, he wanted to climb up from time to time, but was temporarily blocked by the three of them with stones.

After Shen Zonglin learned that there was no way out, he asked the others to throw stones together, hoping to kill Fang Wenhe.

In this way, Fang Wenhe was indeed more dangerous, but after he dodged a few times, he retreated to a place where he could stay, and after a while, he came up again, and so on, slowly approaching the peak. "Let's find a way!" Shen Zonglin said as he threw stones.

"Go in the other direction!" said a middle-aged dart master.

"We've seen it, it's all very dangerous, and if we are chased by this thief condescendingly, we will definitely not be able to escape. The black thin dart master said in a deep voice.

"Let him come up, let's let it go!" said the middle-aged dart master who had taken the dart goods earlier.

"It's useless!" Shen Zonglin shook his head lightly and immediately denied.

"If only we had wings. Ni Lihua was in a desperate situation, revealing the girl's heart.

"The flying wings disappeared along with the Tianqiao Gate. Everyone smiled bitterly when they heard Ni Lihua's words, and Shen Zonglin seemed to remember something, and said casually.

When Ma Chuan learned that he was in a desperate situation, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and when he heard Shen Zonglin's words, his body was shocked.

"Senior nephew Ma, what's wrong with you?" everyone noticed Ma Chuan's strange appearance, and Shen Zonglin asked.

"I know how to make flying wings!" Ma Chuan looked at Ni Lihua for a while, gritted his teeth and said.

"The young man is a little nervous in the depths of danger, I understand, even if you know the manufacturing method of the flying wing, is there any material here?" The middle-aged dart master who had taken the dart goods before saw that he was in a desperate situation, and he was no longer so polite to the owner's personal disciples, and he didn't believe Ma Chuan's words at all, and he was thinking about how to take the lead when he scattered and fled for a while, so that he could have a little hope of survival.