Before the news of Dong Teng's death spread, Dong Chuan, who was with the innate martial artists and slaves of the family, was blocked on the street by Ning Caichen.

"Ning Caichen!" Looking at the thin figure and handsome face, Dong Chuan endured his anger and said, "What are you doing now, what about my father, what about the prefect?"

"I'm going to kill you now, and I'm going to destroy you all the way. Ning Caichen sat on a tall white horse, his eyes were indifferent and detached: "As for your father and the prefect who had a bad life, they are all dead." ”

"You're lying!" Dong Chuan's eyes cracked, his hand holding the long sword trembled, and his body trembled.

"Whether you believe it or not, it doesn't really matter anymore, what matters is that you're dying. Ning Caichen's expression was very serious, as if he was simply describing a result.

"He's not going to die, because I'm here. As the cold voice sounded, a beautiful woman in red came to the wind and stood beside Dong Chuan: "And I'm here, it's destined to be you." ”

"Luo Nishang ......" Ning Caichen's eyes narrowed: "You are a child of the Luo family, can you really ignore my relationship with the Luo family and stand on the opposite side of me for this guy?"

Luo Nishang sneered and said: "The Luo family is also divided into different lineages, and we have always disagreed with my uncle's choice to form an alliance with you. At this moment, I am not representing the entire Luo family, but only representing our lineage, opposing you and keeping Dong Chuan. If possible, it's better to just kill you. ”

"You're not going to have this chance. Ning Caichen said, pausing: "I still hope that you can retreat like this." I don't want to see the Luo family split because of me. ”

Luo Nishang drew his long sword: "As long as you die, everything will have a happy ending." In order for most people to be satisfied, please die. ”

"I'm not satisfied, Luo Nishang, do you know what you're doing now?" The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and Luo Yinghao came here with the Luo family's armor soldiers.

"Uncle, I don't understand, what makes you willing to bow down to a sour Confucian?! I can't accept this kind of thing, many people in the Luo family can't accept this kind of thing, for the sake of the Luo family, please don't meddle in the struggle here. Luo Nishang said, and people kept coming from all directions, gathering around her, or the Dong family's soldiers.

These are all the children of the Luo family, among which there are not only branches, but even members of the main line.

"The Luo family did not bow down to anyone. Luo Yinghao said firmly: "We don't enter the court, ignore power disputes, but just ensure the continuation of our family." Whether it is the Ming Dynasty or the Ning family, whoever rules Jinhua is our collaborator, not the commander. ”

This is too false. Between the two armies, Luo Nishang said decisively: "No ruler can tolerate collaborators, all they want is absolute rights, and they don't allow other voices in their territory." ”

"We don't make a sound. Luo Fu said solemnly: "The Luo family has never thought of participating in the power of Jinhua in the future, the dynasty has changed for thousands of years, but the family has not been corrupted for ten thousand years." Luo Nishang, you are still a martial artist, why can't you see through the mysteries?"

Luo Nishang glanced at Dong Chuan, who was holding his sword tightly, and turned his head and said, "If you can't reach an agreement, then you can only rely on war to speak." Family Master, Luo Fu, I hope you will not regret your choice today in the future. ”

"I'm curious, where do you get the confidence that you can fight against the Luo Ning family, just by relying on the alliance between your branch and the Dong family?"

"We are the faith of my sister. Seven men with long swords walked out of the crowd, led by one with eyebrows like swords, his face like frost, wearing green shirts and white boots, like a person in the fairy road.

Ning Caichen frowned, his eyes looked directly at the long sword in their hands, and their calloused hands: "Yijian Pavilion?"

The seven people were silent, and Luo Nishang spoke: "Let's make a move, so as not to change later." ”

As soon as the words fell, the leading young man's long sword was unsheathed, and his figure moved forward like a ghost, passing through dozens of soldiers in an instant, and stabbing Ning Caichen's throat with a sharp light.

"Qiang!" A slender iron sword leaned out, blocking in front of Ning Caichen, and took the seemingly ferocious blow. A red-clothed shadow flew out of the air, fighting with the young man in mid-air for dozens of swords, and the sound of clear sound was endless.

"Zhang Rong!" The young man was forced to retreat to his place, his eyes cold.

Ning Caichen looked at Luo Yinghao: "I think it's time to end." ”

With Luo Yinghao's nod, the bodies of more than twenty innate martial artists on Ning Caichen's side soared into the air, wielding swords and spears and blades to move forward vigorously. The people of the Luo clan and the Dong family, plus the seven disciples of the Yi Sword Pavilion drew their swords to face each other, and a new confrontation was staged again.

In the roar of the fist weapon, Ning Caichen's arrow pointed at Dong Chuan, and the purple thunder suddenly rose to the ground, speeding away with a monstrous killing intent.

"The villain who hurts people with hidden arrows. Luo Nishang pushed Dong Chuan away, his figure was like lightning, and the blade of the sword rolled over the bodies of the soldiers, with blood all the way, and rushed straight to Ning Caichen's location.

"If you want to kill him, please break the spear in my hand first. A white line appeared, the silver-white tip of the spear picked up the snow-white blade, and a white-clothed gunman stood in front of Ning Caichen.

"You just hide behind other people's waste, you really make me look down on you. Luo Nishang looked at Ning Caichen with a smile while resisting the elusive spear.

Ning Caichen didn't refute, didn't even look at her. Using the quiver to retract the thundering arrow that was fired, the purple light of death enveloped Dong Chuan again.

Without an innate master guarding him, Dong Chuan only dodged one arrow, and was shot through the head by the second arrow that arrived one after another. Taking advantage of the cold of the Dong family's soldiers, the tiger and wolf army desperately moved forward, the blades were rolling, the guns were long, countless blood was splashing, and a body fell, gradually cold.

The hasty side of the battle is ultimately flawed, and when the attackers are stronger than them, the outcome is already doomed.

When the time was towards the hottest noon, the innate people who were fighting in the pool of scarlet blood found that the soldiers of the Dong clan had been slaughtered, most of the Luo branch had died, and the rest were all begging and sent away.

Ning Caichen, Luo Yinghao, Luo Fu, and hundreds of tiger and wolf armies, and hundreds of Luo family armor soldiers, were holding swords, looking at the narrow battlefield intently.

"Don't do anything, junior sister, let's go. "The leading senior brother of the Yi Sword Pavilion slashed off the spear of the man in white, and his body was already covered with scars.

Luo Nishang glanced at Ning Caichen hatefully, and said as she retreated: "I will come back to you sooner or later, and when the time comes, I will definitely use my absolute strength to destroy your family to repay Dong Chuan's death, the hatred in my heart." ”

Ning Caichen didn't have the slightest nonsense, the thunder arrow broke out of the string, and a cold voice sounded: "Leave them all behind." ”