"Kill!" the mad Konoha waved his hand, and the green snake sword went straight at him. The swords of the white-clothed holy envoys also flew in his direction.

But behind the white-clothed holy envoy, there was a loud bang. Huge boulders continued to fall from the sky above the mouth of the tiger cliff, and in an instant, the narrow passage of the valley mouth was sealed tightly. In the mournful whistle of the leaf, the flaming arrows fell in the air. Like a meteor passing through the sky, it brings the nightmare of death.

The arrow hit the ground and immediately ignited the tung oil all over the ground. With a "stab" sound, the shallows under the tiger cliff and the deep harbor were enveloped into the hall of the fire demon. It was as hot as lava, and the wails were terrible and desperate, and there were many who panicked, and there were countless who burned and drowned, and trampled on them. The entire background of the long river was dyed bright red in an instant. The white figure of the white-clothed holy envoy resembles a terrible ghost suffering in purgatory.

Xie Junhe stood on the only high ground where he had never gone overboard, and quietly, continued to play a louder and louder mourning song for his enemies, and the flames forced his silhouette to be extraordinarily indifferent.

Konoha gave the order to retreat as he turned around and headed towards Xie Junhe. Even if he fails, he can't spare this black-clad demon!

However, when the white-clothed holy envoys scattered and fled, louder killing sounds came from the left and right. It was the rangers on the south bank, lined up in a neat formation, and pressed towards the white-clothed holy envoys with murderous spirit. As Xie Jun and Ye whistles became louder and louder, the rhythm flew, and the shouting of killing gradually shook the sky. Treat others the way they do - what Jiang Shaoyun did in the Beacon Fire Ridge back then, that's just it. At this moment, the white-clothed holy envoys who had exposed their hiding place had no advantage at all, so they could only fight to the death.

When did Xie Junhe become the commander of these people? Konoha never figured this out. Even with the Purple Jade Order, are these people willing to obey the orders of a ruffian?

The moment the Green Snake Sword approached Xie Junhe, suddenly the blue-gray light jumped endlessly, and from the tip of the sword surging out vertical and horizontal sword qi, like a wolf and a tiger, pouring out like a waterfall, sweeping everything.

"Pear Flower Sword, Turning Bones into Softness!" Xie Junhe clearly recognized. With a little bit of the sword, he leaped towards the rear of the white-clothed holy envoys, and finally had a shield. When he landed, the sword qi also followed, and suddenly saw a wave of blood in front of him, and it was the people who stood in front of the sword who were bleeding non-stop—no matter which side it was, even if it was someone from Konoha's own camp, it was also wiped out. The figure that was still alive suddenly convulsed at this moment and fell into the tide of the long river, and the waves rolled up, only to see the red flowers scattered on the surface of the river.

The fire stopped for a while, and in an instant, the surviving white-clothed holy envoys began to frantically counterattack in all directions, and the cold light of the Dao Dao blew like a violent wind, breaking through the air and drawing staggered blood marks. The power of the Pear Flower Sword is still there—these demon shadows that wantonly kill righteous people everywhere in the rivers and lakes burst out with greater energy on the edge of life and death.

A tragic scuffle. A river of blood, floating corpses are terrifying.

Xie Jun and the people selected were all the elites of the Chu family's martial arts elite, but the number of white-clothed holy envoys gathered by Konoha was inevitably stretched. Chu Tao's orders, seeing Ziyu Lingru saw the master. So these people know that life and death hang by a thread, but they still have no hesitation. One by one, they pounced in the direction where Konoha was.

The bronze broadsword slashed, tearing through the array of white-clothed holy envoys. Lin Jiansheng is Chu Tao's most trusted dart master, and he did not forget to bring him on the most difficult trip to Beacon Fire Ridge in the past. The blue blade that swept through the broadsword shook a cold light, but it suddenly shattered into powder in the more violent sword qi.