The two of them were taken aback, and hurriedly waved the hilt of their swords again, and the red sun let out a long roar, vibrating, and after flashing a red sword shadow, it never turned into a sword shape again.

The crack shook several times, flashed a few black lights, and a black sword shadow came out and disappeared into the hilt of the sword.

Danqing and Wuyazi were both taken aback, and both were defeated, and they were equally equal.

Surprised, the two of them suddenly felt impatient in their hearts, and a heart-piercing pain rushed into their chests, their throats were fishy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The soldiers were injured and shook the master, both of them covered their chests, the hilt of the sword in their hands kept shaking, and the surrounding disciples rushed over to support the two.

Wu Yazi pushed Cheng Ying's hand away, his eyes stared at Dan Qing fiercely, "We will meet again!" turned around and walked towards the forest step by step, his body leaned and almost fell to the ground, if it wasn't for Cheng Ying and Mei Lan hurriedly supporting Wu Yazi, he would have to lie on his stomach.

Danqing watched a few people disappear into the forest, their legs were weak, and they sat down in the clouds, and several disciples supported the mountain master again, Danqing slowly sat on the ground, closed his eyes and began to breathe.

The killing in the woods continued, because of the duel between Wuyazi and Danqing, the two factions stayed away from this area, but it did not affect the escape and pursuit because of the appearance of the divine soldiers, at the beginning, the Wuliang Sect also organized an effective defense, but the trees were high and dense, and they couldn't stop the attack of Tianhu Mountain at all, and every time the defense line was organized, it was immediately disrupted by the disciples of Tianhu Mountain who fell from the trees. One piece was soon divided and surrounded by Tianhu Mountain, and the strength of the group could no longer be exerted, and at the end it became a life-saving battle of one enemy with three enemies and one enemy with five. Some people fell down after exhausting their most strength, and some people died with the Tianhu disciples in their arms. Resistance, despair, struggle, biting, the most primitive wildness is staged here, without a trace of sympathy, without a trace of softness.

The woods were littered with corpses, mutilated limbs, weaponry, bloodstained everywhere, green leaves swaying in blood, thick branches, broken by the impact of internal forces and the swing of weapons. The branches and leaves buried the sins, but they could not extinguish the wails of the moans and the broken trees, and gradually extended into the distance.

Sun Bo stood on the edge of the cliff covered in blood, with only four disciples by his side.

Xuanwu slowly approached with hundreds of disciples, the steel knife in his hand flashing red and dripping with black blood. After walking a few steps, Xuanwu stopped, and with a wave of his hand, the disciple behind him took off the bow and arrow and the strong sword on his body, "City Lord Sun, this is your best chance."

Sun Bo shoveled horizontally for two months, "If you have the ability, come over and fight it."

"Hahaha, City Lord Sun, do you think this is a martial arts arena, you are too naïve!" Sun Bo and Xuanwu fought dozens of moves just now, Xuanwu did not take advantage, but he was almost injured under the Shuangyue shovel, if it were not for the support of many disciples, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Horseman, thief, son of a bitch, if you have the ability, you can come here!" Sun Bo scolded.

"City Lord Sun, don't be too excited, each for its own master, I can't help it."

Sun Bo was about to kill him as soon as he made a mistake, and with a whoosh, a rain of arrows. Sun Bo danced in the double moon, dancing in several beautiful arcs, and easily blocked it. A disciple beside him made a muffled sound in the air, and fell heavily between the stones, and fell down the cliff with a long exclamation, "Senior Brother"! A heart-rending shout, one person rushed to the edge of the cliff, and stretched out his hand to the bottom of the cliff, but he didn't catch anything. Only clouds of white mist rose from beneath the cliffs.

Sun Bo glanced at the grief-stricken second disciple beside him, "Get up, Feng'er, Yu'er is just exploring the way for us."

After speaking, Sun Bo's figure flashed, braving the second wave of arrow rain and rushed into the middle of the disciples of Tianhu Mountain, one opened the bow left and right, and then another swept the thousand troops, and the three disciples of Tianhu Mountain fell in response, the double moon shovel flew up and down, pushing forward and back, dodging left and right, Sun Bo was like a rotating flywheel, constantly spinning in the crowd, Xuanwu flew over.

Sun Bo shouted: "You three rush out of the city, I'll stop them!" The three disciples immediately rushed along the cliff to the left, and the disciples of Tianhu Mountain gave up besieging Sun Bo and blocked Sun Bo's three disciples, Sun Bo blocked the Xuanwu steel knife with his left hand, and took a sword with his right hand, rushing behind the three disciples, and the frightened Tianhu disciples took two steps back, and once again surrounded Sun Bo.

The Shuangyue shovel drew a beautiful arc, threw out a little cold star, blocked a big axe, flew over the throat of a Tianhu Mountain disciple, didn't care about feeling the pleasure of death, picked up Xuanwu's steel knife again, kicked the right foot to shoot away the sneak attack disciple, and flew to block the escape path of the three disciples again, this is how he killed along the way, who knew that Lu Dao killed and killed, but killed to the edge of the cliff, Sun Bo didn't know what would happen to Lu Dao this time, if it wasn't for the four disciples, Sun Bo would have already killed out of the encirclement.

Sun Bo blocked for a while, but found that the disciples of Tianhu Zhushan were killing more and more, Sun Bo slowly felt tired, his eyes were blood-red and staring at the disciples who rushed up, and were beaten away by himself, "Jiang'er, have they gone far?" Sun Bo knew that he could no longer block it, and rushed along the cliff to the right.

The disciples of Tianhu Mountain saw Sun Bo rushing over again, flashed back, and then closed it again, Sun Bo did not love fighting, took the double moon shovel with his right hand, grabbed a hidden weapon from his clothes with his left hand, raised it forward, and jumped into the distance, suddenly, a cold light flew in, Sun Bo hurriedly blocked it with his right hand moon shovel, his body turned over in the air and fell on a piece of gravel, he kicked back two steps, his body staggered, and he was almost trampled by the stone under his feet.

"City Lord Sun, why do you have to run so fast!"

Sun Bo stood firm, his face became gloomy, it was over, he had no chance to escape.

The crowd flickered, a wooden shelf was lifted up, Danqing's body leaned sideways on the back of the wooden frame, his face was a little pale, the long sword in the hand of a disciple next to him was gone, and at a glance, he knew that the Dao was thrown out by Danqing.

Sun Bo looked around again, there were Tianhu Mountain disciples standing densely, Sun Bo's eyes flashed a trace of despair, although he knew that Dao Dan Qingzi had been injured under the hands of Wuyazi, but the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and with the blow just now, Sun Bo knew that he couldn't escape.

With a wry smile on his face, Sun Bo stepped back step by step, and a cold wind blew up from under the cliff, with a cold wet cold, causing a faint mist, invading Sun Bo's back little by little, Sun Bo shivered and stopped.

"What's the matter? Sun Cheng mainly takes righteousness and benevolence, or I will give you a whole corpse and jump off the cliff by yourself!" Danqing squinted at Sun Bo.

Sun Bo didn't speak, to this point today, there is nothing to say, You Feng had already died for himself a few months ago, and now there is no choice, rather than die painfully at the hands of the enemy, it is better for him to leave decisively, life is worth nostalgia, but not everyone will choose to be weak and cry when they are trying to survive, there are many people who do not hesitate and go to righteousness generously.

Sun Bo smiled, looked at the direction of the disciple's escape, there was no sound there, looked at the twin cities again, looked at the west, opened his arms, hugged the earth, flew down the cliff, and flew up slowly, like a brocade butterfly, floating in the middle of the clouds, constantly fluttering his wings, as if flying, but flying so sadly, knocking the clouds out of a big hole, turning into a faint shadow, swallowing into the black mist, failing to leave a trace.

Life is like this, most people have an ordinary life, seemingly brilliant, but what can be left in this world is only a shadow, and how many people can remember the names of these people.

Xuanwu jumped to the edge of the cliff and glanced at Lu Xia, waved his hand, "Release the arrow".

"Envoy Xuan, let's go", Danqing stopped the disciple. The enemy is also a human being, and it is because he is human that he has the courage to become benevolent and righteous, and deserves the respect of others in a narrow sense.

The gray fog of the twin cities has dissipated, and at a glance, there is a white expanse, and there is no shadow in the broken walls, which have turned into flying ash in two merciless loud noises, and scattered to the ground, and occasionally you can see half of the wood, a few wisps of green smoke, and a few crows flying around, wow, wow, you fight for me, pecking at the rotten flesh exposed on the ground.

Yuan Biao staggered along, fell down several times, and slowly got up, several disciples wanted to help Yuan Biao, but he pushed him away, "Get out, get out of here for me, I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death"! Yuan Biao stared at his blood-red eyes and roared. The sect leader is missing, and now no one has been found, Yuan Biao is going crazy, once he can't find the door master, the broken knife door may collapse, or even fall apart, how can Yuan Biao not be in a hurry, the ten thousand disciples who survived have scattered out, and searched step by step in a fan.

Looking at the doubles, there was nothing in front of him, and there was still half a figure there, but the Yuan envoy was looking for it, and who dared to oppose these disciples, had to walk, listen, and look at every piece of dust he had stepped on step by step, but nothing could be heard except for the popping sound made when everyone stepped on it.

Yuan Biao didn't believe that the master of the door would die, and he didn't want to give up even the slightest hope, not to mention that hope had just begun. Many disciples pushed forward little by little, until it was dark to the edge of the big pit in the center of the city, Yuan Biao sat on the ground, he was a little depressed, he sat there in a daze and looked at the deep pit of black knees, several bonfires were lit, and the smell of fishy smells penetrated into everyone's noses. Many people covered their noses, but they did not dare to disperse, but gathered more tightly.

I don't know how many dead souls there are, the entire twin cities are gone, Tianhu Mountain and the Broken Knife Gate are more than ten thousand disciples are gone, these people must add up to more than a million, these unwilling souls under the dusty soil are crying, spitting, insulting, a gust of gray wind blowing, the bonfire crackling and jumping, like a ghost hand lightly hitting the firewood to burst sparks, some people trembled unconsciously, wrapped in clothes wrapped in a single book, curled up tighter.

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