(The name of the previous chapter was incorrect, and "Shun Yu" was actually "Lei Lijun")

"If you don't want to bleed to death, just be obedient. Lian Du gritted his teeth and said solemnly.

Lei Lijun and several people rushed up, and surrounded Zi Xiao all at once, and in a blink of an eye, Zi Xiao was tied up by five flowers, Lei Lijun pinched Zi Xiao's bleeding wound, and shouted: "Leave it to me!"

"As long as I don't hand it over to you, I'll still be alive, won't I?" Zi Xiao grinned as he bared his bloodied teeth.

"Report-" Before Lei Lijun could speak, a guard from the Hanging River came behind him, roaring hoarsely while raising his whip.

Lei Lijun and the others immediately felt a pang in their hearts, and looked back proudly, only to hear the 100,000 guards who reported the news and said urgently: "There is a change in Hangchuan, Panhong has led the disciples of the Yan Demon Clan and 200,000 chameleon legions to attack Hangchuan!"

The dazzling dawn that splits the morning fog is the first sharp sound of the cloud-piercing arrow, the thick cloud shade in the sky under the cold killing intent, tearing cotton wool and scattering the sky full of clouds, the wind is rising eastward, setting off a blazing sun rising into the eastern sky!

The light of the sky quickly drove away the darkness of the land of the Hanging River, and the entire vast and clear snow country was like an egret lying in the reed wetland all night, shaking the mud on the smooth feathers of its body, and it was as dazzling as a sparkling wave in an instant!

About ten years ago, the snake insects that poured out of the nest clamped the throat of Lian Mo and his party in one fell swoop, and today, ten years later, it spewed out bright red snake letters again, raised a trembling tail, and twisted its spearhead to Hangchuan!

This grand canyon, which has been burned by fire, is constantly emitting a restless breath from within its thousands of zhang cliffs! The abyss, which has been silent for ten years without a mist shrouded in, has made an exception today, and waves of abnormal black fog have risen from its bottomless hinterland!

Just when Panhong was planning to attack the Hanging River Moyou recently, the rift at the bottom of the Grand Canyon had already been dug up by the Flame Demon disciples, bypassing countless deep and intersecting ditches, and had been covertly connected to the Dementor Cave! As soon as the poisonous snake poked out of the hole, the egret's belly was already exposed to its fangs!

The shadow of the clouds in the sky flew quickly, and the sky swept through the cloud gap across the continent at the edge of the Grand Canyon, and suddenly, several foraging white cranes on the edge of the canyon fluttered their wings in panic, and suddenly the clouds went up, and the snow sculptures soaring in the sky were instantly collided by the white cranes.

After ten years, the killing of the Grand Canyon reappeared, and the poisonous black tide that erupted from the abyss swam quickly towards the Hanging River with the rapid speed of the snake coming out of the hole.

This sharp knife-like fierce excavation corps came to an abrupt halt at the moment when it was about to cut into the middle of the egret's mid-belly, and Panhong, dressed in a bloody vulture and black robe, was half-floating in the air, and his eagle-like eyes looked down on the vast territory of the Hanging River, and from the inland land of the Hanging River, the hundreds of thousands of Hanging Chuan troops who were not defeated in the battle of the Flame Demon Array were swinging forward!

Pan Hong smiled fiercely, the black robe opened in the wind, like a wide curtain, he looked back at all the Fire Demon disciples who had landed from the Grand Canyon, and shouted: "Listen to my order, the Hanging River army is coming with all its might, and the Yan Demon Army avoids its edge, divides into three columns, and invades the Hanging River Territory!"

As soon as Panhong's words fell, the originally mighty huge poisonous snake instantly turned into three strands, although these three little snakes were far less long than the body of the first poisonous snake, but they were faster, more ruthless, and more mobile! A man and a woman took off from Panhong's left and right wings, and Qin Changhui and Pan Guiruo each led a fierce army of poisonous snakes, and ran to the left and right of the outer line of the west of the Hanging Sichuan!

Seeing the three armies of black shadows, ghostly rushing back and forth along the outer line of the Hanging River, but they did not enter. It was the general Yuan Yanyi who came from the Hanging River, he was holding a long sword, riding an unstoppable blue white tiger under him, he was robbed from the four cities of Hanging River, he was stationed in Mohe City for nearly a year, the bloody scenes were simply as many as a cow's hair, and Yuan Yanyi had long hated the Yan Demon Clan!

Until it was close to the border of the Hanging River, Yuan Yanyi said "groan" in his heart, the Hanging River is boundless, once the confrontation, the battle line is even more tortuous and long, it is really easy to attack and difficult to defend!

Unless the army of resistance in Kakugawa is lined up, it can surround the long line of defense. But leading troops to fight is not herding sheep and cattle, and it is impossible for the scattered troops to raise their hands, so that the fire demon army will retreat!

Yuan Yanyi raised his eyebrows, violently restrained the eager head of the violent tiger, and ordered loudly: "Listen! The army has changed to five phalanxes, divides the spirit beasts equally, and focuses on defense along the battle line, and rushes without fighting! Panhong led this group of turtle sons to take advantage of the opportunity to enter, and he must not be allowed to succeed!"

The standard-bearer then raised his order, and the Hanging River army that hated the enemy immediately shouted in unison: "Yes!" Hundreds of thousands of troops immediately changed into a phalanx, low-altitude imperial swords, spirit beasts rushed, and the flying sand and rocks rising from the mighty army array, and the three armies of the fire and demons who were constantly attacking but did not cross the line chased after me across the defense line!

Yuan Yan Yili waved his long sword and shouted emphatically: "I repeat, Lao Tzu is not afraid that you will not fight, I am afraid that you will not be able to hold it, if anyone dares to let in the Yan Demon Clan, I will deal with it first!"

The two sides rushed to attack in a roundabout way, and neither side was reluctant to attack, Yuan Yanyi looked at this scene from afar, and couldn't help but be a little suspicious. As a defender, he must be actively defending, and then preparing for war, but the Yan Demon Clan is grinding and chirping back and forth, without any intention of attacking, even if he is looking for a suitable breakthrough, but the soldiers and horses can't stand the long fatigue, Panhong can't always go to the periphery of the Hanging River to practice!

On this side of the Grand Canyon on the western periphery of Hanging River, although the two armies facing each other were mighty, it was dry thunder and no rain, and when the eyes of countless people were looking at the west, another scorpion that crawled out of the damp and gloomy had already raised its coveted pincers and climbed to the east of the egret of Hanging River!

The leader of this huge army from the ancient kingdom of Longdu was a shriveled half-old man who looked inconspicuous, his thin waist was slightly rickety, and his arms were as hard as pig iron, but his eyes were both cunning and spicy!

The blue rat real person is holding the talisman card that controls the chameleon legion, and this tiger and wolf army composed of fire demon disciples, chameleon army, and strong men captured from everywhere, lurking in the mountains in the eastern part of the Hanging River. The cold fog that has lasted for years covers this poisonous scorpion, and it goes all the way down the mountain, silently sinking into the vast plains on both sides of the Xuanxue River!!

The countless tributaries of the Xuanxue River, coiled at the foot of the mountains that hug the city, forming a deep and tortuous thousands of ports and hundreds of rivers, which is an excellent marching route for ambush soldiers.

Once you set foot on the plains on both sides of the Xuanxue River, it is equivalent to stepping into the Hanging River with one foot!