A bloody massacre unfolds in Sanhezhuang!

The black-clothed dead soldiers, who had always been invincible, the elite division trained by Murong Bo himself, gradually couldn't resist.

Qunhao is more brave than them, and his shots are more ferocious, killing red eyes, forgetting life and death.

As for the Shaolin monks, they have always been for the purpose of subduing demons and defending the way to eliminate demons, and the black-clothed dead soldiers under Murong Bo are all extremely vicious, so they will not be soft.

There is a little blood stain on the Shaolin stick!

None of the Shaolin monks felt uneasy about this, because they knew that if Murong Bo was allowed to do whatever he wanted, it would inevitably cause even greater killing.

In this troubled world, they have to do extraordinary things, even if they are King Kong, when they have angry eyes, even the abbot and the elders no longer keep their hands, how can they no longer stick to the rules and precepts.

After all, Duan Yu still showed mercy, Wang Yuyan's words, for him, no matter what time it was, he couldn't bear to disobey it at all.

Rao was like this, in the stormy sword aura, Murong Fu was still very embarrassed, he kept jumping up and down, in order to escape Duan Yu's attack.

Duan Yu always kept an eye on Murong Fu, and did not kill him with a dead hand, but he did not let him attack others.

As for Duan Zhengchun and Wang Yuyan, they are protected by Shaolin masters, and Duan Yu does not have to be distracted by this.

This battle only lasted for most of the hour, and the dead soldiers in black couldn't support it first.

"Withdraw!"

Murong Bo saw that the situation was not good, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

The black-clothed dead men had no intention of fighting for a long time, they hacked and killed one after another, and then took the opportunity to escape.

The high rollers knew that the time had come to reap the fruits of victory, and they shouted one after another, with infinite courage, and chased and killed all the way behind.

Most of the black-clad dead were killed, except for a small number of them, who fled in a hurry.

Hong Jin still didn't leave Murong Bo behind.

Murong Bo's strength is still not weaker than Hong Jin at all, he really wants to retreat, Hong Jin is still helpless.

Murong Fu also escaped, and Duan Yu let him live, but looking at his embarrassed appearance, he no longer had the slightest dashing demeanor.

Looking at Murong Fu's embarrassed appearance, Wang Yuyan's expression was blank, and no one knew what she was thinking.

When the fire foreman Tuo was about to escape, he was slapped by Master Xuanxuan with a dragon claw skill, and grabbed a large piece of skin and flesh, only screaming in pain, threatening to take revenge.

Deng Baichuan and the others were not prepared to fight against the Shaolin monks, but they fled ahead of schedule, but they were not injured.

As for Guoxiang and Guixiang, both of them were strong by nature and rushed to the front, but they were killed on the spot by the Shaolin monks.

There were a total of 800 black-clothed dead soldiers, but only about 200 people fled, and most of them were killed or wounded.

Qunhao also lost more than 200 people, injured countless people, and there was a moaning sound everywhere.

What followed was a big hectic affair, the group was busy burying the dead, and the Shaolin monks were mainly responsible for rescuing the injured and overtaking the dead.

As for the black-clothed dead soldiers who were killed, they were all piled together, and without the excesses of the Shaolin monks, I am afraid that they will become lonely ghosts from now on.

Until the big ship slowly left the shore, Qunhao looked at the Shenhezhuang who almost killed them, and his heart was still hurt.

The big boat takes the Mantuo Mountain Villa.

When he arrived at Mantuo Villa, he found that it was equally badly damaged, so Murong Bo spread all his anger into the village and set a fire, almost not burning it clean.

This is the hard work of Mrs. Wang's life, she looked at the Mantuo Villa after the fire, the camellia flowers were dying one after another, and she couldn't help but cry sadly.

Duan Zhengchun hurriedly hugged Mrs. Wang in his arms and comforted her: "Ah Luo, the world is impermanent, life is still like a tide, and it is still like a tide. As for Mantuo Villa, it's all outside the body, just burn it, and I'll help you rebuild it when you go back. ”

Mrs. Wang nodded with tears in her eyes: "I just pity those maids who accompany me, I don't know where they went? As for rebuilding Mantuo Villa, I still have the ability, but I don't have to break the bank." ”

Hong Jindeng remembered that Mrs. Wang still had treasures buried under Mantuo Villa, but he was not a greedy person, even if he thought about it, he never bothered about it.

Seeing Mrs. Wang crying like pear blossoms and rain, Hong Jin couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that even if she was a female devil who killed people without blinking, she also had a flexible side, and she only hoped that she could be by Duan Zhengchun's side, and from now on, she would be able to reform herself.

When they arrived in Gusu City, the heroes dispersed, and they experienced this catastrophe, and many people became friends.

Duan Zhengchun and the others didn't dare to stay in the land of right and wrong, so they decided to go back to Dali, Duan Yu naturally escorted them all the way, and he also thought that with Wang Yuyan, he could be in a moment for a while.

Since he knew that Duan Zhengchun was not his biological father, Duan Yu's heart was inevitably sad, but because of this, he gradually came alive with Wang Yuyan's wishful thinking.

Duan Zhengchun didn't know the inside story, he looked at it in his eyes, and he was anxious in his heart, but he couldn't persuade him, so he could only pay close attention to it.

Hong Jin escorted the Shaolin monks all the way to Shaomu Mountain, and then left with confidence.

Urging the horse to gallop on the vast official road, Hong Jin gradually felt open-minded, and the bloodshed on the village gradually disappeared, and his heart returned to the tranquility of the past.

Hong Jin's trip was to Tianshan, first, to visit Xuzhu, and secondly, to tell him the news of the death of Xuanci and his wife, as well as the news that Xiao Yuanshan was going to kill him.

After a few days, he rushed to the ethereal peak of the Tianshan Mountains, looking at the endless blue sky and the undulating snow peaks in the distance, Hong Jin couldn't help but sigh.

There are so many beautiful scenery in the world, how beautiful it should be, why there are always so many fights and killings, and people's hearts are mysterious, it is really incomprehensible.

Most of the people in the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions were there, but Xuzhu was not there, and when he asked, he learned that he had gone to the capital of the Western Xia Kingdom, and he was going to pick up Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and at the same time asked for the information of Menggu.

It turned out that Xuzhu returned to the vulgar, and naturally moved the spring heart, thinking of Aunt Meng's affection, how could he not miss it, so he made this move.

Even though the people of the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions tried their best to keep Hong Jin and wanted Hong Jin to live here for a while and enjoy the boundless scenery of the Tianshan Mountains, Hong Jin had something in his heart, so he urged the horse to rush to the Western Xia Kingdom.

On the way, Hong Jin heard an astonishing news, saying that the princess of the Western Xia Kingdom was going to openly elect a son-in-law, and his heart moved, knowing that another plot was about to be staged.

During Hong Jin's main journey, he suddenly saw several people with scars on their faces, and walked over with sad faces.

"Guys, why did you become like this?" asked Hong Jin with concern.

"Alas, little brother doesn't know, there is a fierce god in front of you blocking the way, I see that you have a good heart, I advise you not to move on, otherwise, you will definitely be hurt more severely than us. An old man covered the scars on his head and grinned.

Hong Jin said: "Isn't there a royal law here? You don't have to be afraid, I will support you, and everyone should move forward." ”

The old man glanced at Hong Jin: "Little brother who doesn't know the height of the sky, you better take care of yourself, we will be out of company." ”

Hong Jin glared: "Whoever dares to leave, I will kill whomever I want." "There was a fierce look in his eyes.

Rao is Hong Jin's intimidation is as much as possible, but there are still two people who ran away by Hong Jin's inattention, and it seems that they were frightened by the fierce gods.

Hong Jin didn't chase after him, but just led the remaining five people and walked forward together.

Seeing that they had reached a bridge, the five men said that they would not move forward anymore, but would only watch from a distance.

Hong Jin knew that he was reluctant, he was bold, and urged the yellow horse to step down, and ran quickly towards the front.

After running for more than half a mile, Hong Jin grabbed the reins and saw that on a narrow mountain road, there were four people blocking the way.

The demeanor of the four people is quite powerful, two of them are holding iron hammers, and the other two are holding iron shovels, looking murderous.

At this moment, there is a horse team, rushing over, and there are more than a dozen high-rollers at once, all kinds of them, all of them are heroes from all over the world.

One of the four people who blocked the road was full of beard, and he pointed to everyone with an iron shovel in his hand: "This road is not passable, it will be closed for half a month, and you will go back there if you come from there, otherwise, your life will not escape." ”

Syllable!

The bearded man smashed the iron shovel in his hand towards the mountain rocks, and saw the stone chips flying wildly, and they were split in an instant.

"Especially you, you must go back, or you will surely die. The bearded man pointed at Hong Jin, and his demeanor looked particularly domineering.

Before Hong Jin could reply, he saw a horse galloping over from the crowd, and immediately sat a thin man with a fishing rod in his hand.

This fishing rod is actually made of pure iron, even though it is extremely thin, but with the iron cable and iron hook, I am afraid that it will be thirty or fifty catties.

"Hurry up and get out of the way, or my grandson will ...... the third tyrant," the thin man shouted loudly, full of confidence.

Before Sun Sanba could finish speaking, the bearded man waved his iron shovel, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and smashed it straight towards the top of Sun Sanba's head.

Hearing the whirring wind in his ears, Sun Sanba was stunned, just looking at the bearded man smashing the stone, he didn't see much power, this move, only to know that the other party was unmatched.

In desperation, Sun Sanba had to block it with the fishing rod in his hand, and if he wanted to dodge, he was afraid it was really too late.

Woo!

After the iron shovel, Sun Sanba's fishing rod was smashed violently, and the iron shovel was still unwielding, and it smashed towards his body.

Sun Sanba only said that he had no more lives this time, and couldn't help but close his eyes, secretly regretting that he couldn't do anything but should not force his head.

At this moment, Sun Sanba suddenly felt a soft force attack, knocking him off the horse.

Syllable!

The bearded man's iron shovel was smashing on the horse's back, smashing the poor horse into a bloody blur.

"Haha

The four men who stood in the way laughed wildly together, and they waved the hammers and shovels in their hands one after another, and shouted: "And the man who is not afraid of death, dares to come up and send him to death." ”

Taking advantage of the fact that the man in the way was not paying attention, Sun Sanba quietly crawled back from the ground, he was frightened, and he no longer dared to have the slightest arrogance.