Further in, there is an endless verdant primeval forest, dense Tasong like a giant umbrella holding the sky, overlapping branches, only speckled and fragmented sun shadows, riding through the forest, only the sound of horses' hooves splashing on the rocks is heard, adding to the tranquility of the dense forest. In the depths of this forest, even birds and finches rarely fly, and only a few birdsongs can be heard in the distance.

"We speed up the strength of our feet, this section of the road is often haunted, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, everyone is working harder. Lu Su immediately whipped the horse's buttocks, and the fat horse was in pain, and ran wildly in the smoke and dust.

The dart masters also know the power here, although the dart head is a figure walking on the clouds in the area of Qiancheng, and when encountering a strong bandit with a large number of people, I am afraid that I can't take care of too many people for a while, if the fight starts, death and injury are inevitable.

Everyone rushed all the way, and when they saw that they were about to get out of the dense forest, there was a fierce fighting sound in front of them.

"Someone is fighting in front!" Lu Su grabbed the fat horse under his buttocks, raised his hand to stop the dart master advancing under his hand, and frowned: "Wait first." She sensed a few fights that matched hers.

Yan Biao has a lot of experience in walking darts, and stepped forward to suggest: "Mrs. Lu, if I guess correctly, it should be the Qingcheng Sect disciples we met earlier, they took the first step, maybe they met a strong man in Sanlipu, so they started fighting." With the strength of the four of them, I guess it shouldn't be a big problem, and we just need to move forward. ”

Lu Su nodded and agreed with his statement. Although Sanlipu has a strong man and bandits, there is no existence that can carry the banner, and those Qingcheng sect disciples should have nothing to do if they waste more hands and feet, and during this time, they can just rush over and reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.

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The sound of ping-pong weapons clashing in front of him became louder and louder, and when he saw it, he saw a group of people surrounding the four disciples of the Qingcheng faction fighting in a hearty manner. Li Huai is worthy of being a master in the middle of the first turn, and wherever the Songfeng swordsmanship passes, there must be a piece of human head falling to the ground with blood splashing. The rest of the senior brothers and sisters also performed stunts frequently, leaving a large vacuum around them, and the people besieging them could not approach at all.

The situation was completely down, and it seemed that as Lu Su and the others had guessed, as long as the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect had to spend a little more effort, the dispute here would soon be resolved.

They tried to avoid the crowds and rushed along the edge of the dense forest.

No one noticed that Jiang Ming was slowly falling behind, and when the dart masters of the Rongkang Dart Bureau were about to rush through the battle zone, he quietly took out a short knife from under the saddle and threw it towards the back vest of a dart master with a thunderous momentum.

The short knife pierced directly through the back of the heart, bringing up a cloud of blood mist, and the dart master snorted and fell to the ground suddenly.

Jiang Ming's eyes were torn apart, and he roared sadly and angrily: "You vicious people, we have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill my brother of the dart master." This voice roared out with seven or eight points of strength, and everyone's eyes were attracted.

Yan Biao and the other dart masters turned around, and saw that their brother had fallen in a pool of blood, coupled with Jiang Ming's sad and indignant appearance, he subconsciously thought that it was a good thing done by the bandits, and immediately turned the horse's head, pulled out the long knife at his waist, and roared and galloped towards the crowd.

"Wait, stop. ”

Lu Su was suspicious in her heart, obviously the bandits' attention was all focused on the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, how could a good and decent own dart master lead the fire? But no matter how much she tried to stop it, it was useless, in the face of her brother's tragic death, all the dart masters were red-eyed, and rushed into the crowd to slash left and right.

Seeing that someone suddenly joined the battle group, the men besieging the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect immediately divided part of the confrontation to relieve the pressure on their abdomen and back.

"Get out of the way. ”

There was a loud shout in the crowd, and a fierce and domineering sword qi swept in, and dozens of dart masters sprayed blood mist, and the heads were separated.

It was a middle-aged man with a dignified body, a dignified appearance, and a firewood knife in his hand, his eyes shot a cold light, and he said coldly: "A few little rabbit cubs from the Qingcheng faction dare to bully Lao Tzu's head, they simply don't know whether they are alive or dead." ”

At the same time, a sharp sword slashed straight at Li Huai's neck, Li Huai hurriedly raised his sword to carry it, and the violent force blasted it out more than 20 meters away, breaking more than a dozen ancient trees in a row.

"Like the strength of the pine, like the speed of the wind, I don't think you have practiced to this extent. The middle-aged man carried a knife, his eyes coldly glanced at several disciples of the Qingcheng faction, and finally landed on Lu Su in the distance, and said coldly: "Which little shrimp are you guys, dare to take care of my Cao Fei's affairs." ”

"Cao Fei, the king of the firewood knife, Cao Fei?" Lu Su's face changed greatly when he heard this, this Cao Fei made a firewood knife in one hand and eighteen roads, defeated all the masters in the middle reaches of Yuzhang, and was finally chased and suppressed by the big faction of Yuzhang County, and disappeared from then on, but he didn't expect to wander near Qiancheng. This person's martial arts are unfathomable, especially a firewood knife, which is even more terrifying, she took a closer look and found that she couldn't see Cao Fei's depth, it seemed that his cultivation was above her.

"We are just passing by, and we have no intention of being an enemy of Cao Daxia, please forgive us. Lu Su arched his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Cao Daxia? hahahaha. Cao Fei couldn't stop laughing when he heard this, and then looked at Lu Su mockingly, "Bullshit heroes, Lao Tzu is most disgusted with those heroes of dog Lao Tzu, no one can leave today." ”

"Speak wildly. Li Huai supported his body with a long sword and climbed up, wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "I, Li Huai, a disciple of the fourth generation of disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, will get rid of you today, a thief." With that knife just now, he had already seen Cao Fei's emptiness and reality, but it was just a peak of cultivation, as long as their senior brothers and sisters worked together, they would definitely be able to kill this person.

In the distance, Senior Sister Sun and Senior Sister Zhao glanced at each other, and Cao Fei's domineering sword impressed them too deeply, just like the scene when the elders in the sect taught Songfeng swordsmanship. The three of them scattered, leaving afterimages in the woodland like meteors, and in a moment, Senior Sister Sun had already rushed into the crowd, aiming directly at the bandits who surrounded them just now, and the long sword in her hand instantly cut one of Cao Fei's subordinates in half, the long sword was as loose as strength, and there was no blood stained.

Then, she left an afterimage in place, dodging the attack of the crowd, and appeared in front of one of the dart masters of the Rongkang Dart Bureau, the long sword slashed lightly, and a frightened head flew diagonally, bringing a large rain of blood, and the body fell to the ground with a bang as she left like the wind.

In a short moment, screams rang out from time to time in the woodland, and the blood had already stained the sullen yellow earth.