The soft soil was pedaling.

The panicked figures ran in the setting sun, and the martial arts people behind him followed closely. The sound of fireworks in the sky exploded, causing people from different directions to gather here and block them.

The people who gathered here from time to time probably communicated with each other before, abandoning the gap, first getting the body of Damo and then talking about the others, each of them was so excited that their faces were red because the figure in front was already in a turtle in the jar.

There are many poor mountains and rivers in the north, while the south seems much gentler. The Jinghu area inherits the characteristics of Jiangnan and has many hills and rivers. The people chasing are a little embarrassed. Often at critical moments, the other party can always use the terrain to avoid the encirclement. Huang Lan stopped briefly in a forest and rested. When looking back, the distance of Shuixi County is still in sight, and he still didn't run far.

A moment later, when he got up and was about to leave, the branches on his head swayed, and the sword light shone out from the top. Huang Lan's body slanted, and his one-arm punched the falling figure. The man immediately hit the tree stud in the waist. At the same time, the sword had been taken away. The one-armed figure cut off the other party's head with one sword, and blood spilled out.

Before he could take a breath, a roar came, and a strong wind came from behind. Huang Lan's broken arm had not completely healed, so he turned around to block it, but his reaction was still half a beat slower. With a thud in the air, the blade pressed the iron sword against his chest, and slashed it out with a knife, rolling on the ground.

The sword penetrated into the soil and supported half of his body. Spots of blood dripped onto his robe. Opposite his eyes, there was a warrior using a knife.

....

The sun hangs on the hill to the west, and the first ray of red color shines on the field. A group of figures are running. Then they stop and come towards him. A figure carrying a black coffin is coming, as if to stop it.

"Get out"

"Don't get in the way!"

On this hill that deviated from the battlefield, people came to hear the other party's fierce voice. They just stretched out their arms and pulled down the cloak covering their heads, revealing a slightly sickly white cheek.

Bang

The black sarcophagus fell from behind him and hit the ground with a dull sound. Someone recognized the person there and warned his companions: "Be careful, this person is Zhao Mingtuo."

Over there, Zhao Mingtuo smiled at the corner of his mouth: "If you want the body of Damo... you will all die."

The palm slapped the top of the sarcophagus with a slap. The lid of the coffin jumped up suddenly, and a black shadow folded and rushed out from it. The moment it landed, it seemed to have suddenly become bigger, and it fell to the ground into a human shape, and the belt floated like a beautiful woman.

"Putao..." Someone was sharp-eyed and saw the difference carefully.

While speaking, several figures rolled out from the opened black coffin again, including old and young, both men and women, with their appearances vivid and even eyelashes.

On the other side, everyone was shocked and attacked one after another. In their sight, Zhao Mingtuo just hid behind, with his fingers hooked, and his eyes looked over: "Don't be polite..."

Near the way, the puppet in purple robe slowly raised its arms, handed it out with a short knife, and ran towards the opposite side like the wind, just like an ordinary person. Then, the other puppets followed closely and entered the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, the fight had come to an end. When Shanggang Mountain was about to spread, the bloody smell spread. The man named Zhao Mingtuo had folded the last puppet into the black coffin. While covering the lid of the coffin, he saw that another group of people came over in the afterglow.

I couldn't help but sigh and opened the black coffin again...

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In half of the forest, the slanted light sprinkled into the gap between the leaves and fell on the knife. The reflected light made Huang Lan narrow his eyes. A gust of wind suddenly hang in the forest, and the leaves sounded.

The red gauze floated backwards, stepping on the fallen leaves and soft soil, rushing out of the shade like a ghost, blood-red nails pierced the tranquility in the afterglow, and bloody flowers broke through the back of the sword-holder and passed through the chamber.

The red gauze drooped on the ground, and the body had already pounced forward and revealed the figure behind him. Huang Lan swallowed his spit, looked at the person who came in fear, and shouted reluctantly.

"elder sister…."

A heart dripping with blood was held in a woman's hand, and her tender red tongue was nimblely stretched out from Luan Hongyi's red lips, and a drop of blood was melted into the tip of her tongue, closing her eyes like enjoyment.

Immediately, when the woman heard the other party's shouting, the woman opened her eyes again and threw away the heart. Her petal-like fragrant lips sucked gently with her fingers that still possessed blood, as if she was still feeling unfulfilled.

Huang Lan doesn't like this erotic scene. He has never had the idea of ​​this woman before. Later, after seeing the scene of her killing people and sucking blood, he never wanted to get along with her again.

"Sister... let's go quickly."

"Um."

In the distance, Luan Hongyi brought more than ten women to fight the warriors behind her. She clapped her hands. The women with a clever short sword quickly ended the battlefield and protected Huang Lan to leave. Soon, dozens of galloping horses came over. Liu Yuannan jumped off the horse's back and inserted his spear to the ground. He looked at the bloody corpse in the distance. He stomped his feet in anger, and when he pulled the bruised face, he grinned in pain.

While circling, we saw another corpse that had been exposed to his heart and turned over to the horse: "It was Luan Hongyi's technique... We just died soon after we died."

The sun shone over, and in the empty field, a group of one-armed men protected by women were blocked again. Drops of blood were spread on the grass and slipped into the soil. Then a backward shoe stepped on it, and the figure kept regressing, red gauze drifted, and scarlet nails swayed like the wind to fight a figure that was using a sword.

"The Nine Dragon Sword Technique is indeed a bit famous, but unfortunately I won't play with you anymore." I heard the figure who retreated and let the sword pass by, and then turned around and danced, and my five fingers silently pierced the air.

On the other side, Wan Qiu Nian suddenly staggered the direction. The cold nails were pressed against his waist. The woman's figure had escaped several feet away. She protected the boy carrying the body of Damo and continued to rush forward, trying to tear apart a bloody path.

"Where is Luan Hongyi going? Leave the body of Damo." Wan Qiunian shouted, attracting many people around him. Following his gaze, he saw more than ten people fleeing.

In an instant, almost everyone who abandoned Hongshang Tower was holding up the weapons in a crazy manner and chasing the other party.

The distance suddenly got closer.

Although Huang Lan has martial arts skills, there are many people on the other side. At least there will be warriors from the martial arts world in this radius of more than ten miles. Just in front of them, a group of people rushed over. Luan Hongyi waved her claws vigilantly, but she saw a figure on the horse carrying a knife.

"Niu Yi is here, who dares to fight?" The visitor passed by Huang Lan and others, rushed straight behind, and roared.

The hundred people who came from Qinghe helped out, pulled out their weapons, forming a wall. On the horse's back, the slanted knife turned her face and laughed at the people behind her, "It's just a bunch of native chickens and tiles... I'll kill them so uneasy."

On the other side, dozens of people who were "finishing the gun" Liu Yuannan also came over. While running, he raised his iron spear and roared at Niu Yi: "The surname Niu, the new and old grudges are calculated together today."

In a moment, he led dozens of cavalry to directly crash into the opponent's wall. The flexible spear smashed with the opponent's weapons. The two cavalry ran around, and the two of them fought each other in the crowd. The attack and defense of each other came several times, which was quite matched.

Luan Hongyi was stunned for a moment and cursed in her heart: "A stupid cow."

"Let's go, don't fight." Huang Lan shouted at the right time, but the fierce fighting there was nothing he could hear.

"Let's go!" Luan Hongyi stomped her feet in anger, looked around, and more people surrounded her.

………….

The dense steps were stepping on the earth.

The weapons reflected the setting sun, and from all directions, more and more people from the martial arts world rushed up. Hua Jinlou, who was in the Hehua Club, held a double sword, and his figure crossed the air and fell into the fleeing team. The sword was stretched and the sword was long and swept across the crowd, almost drawing a circle.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding...

...Puff puff puff puff...

The steps were swift, the blade was round and the weapon was knocked, and several blood lines were spilled in the air. In a blink of an eye, several women from Hongchang Tower had red marks on the snow-white necks.

Luan's red clothes and red eyes. She brought these women from that hellish place. They are as close as sisters on weekdays and rarely call them by servants. At this moment, five of them were killed in a blink of an eye. How could she not feel pain in her heart?

"Where is the lower, Hua is near the building. How about putting down Damo's body?" The man with a flower embroidered on his chest smiled elegantly.

Luan Hongyi laughed in anger, turned around and pulled Huang Lan and ran forward. Hua Jinlou danced with her swords and shook her head, "Miss Luan, the people in Yijian Villa in front are waiting there, you can't escape."

Hearing this, he paused and a team of hundreds of people stopped there. Almost all of them were holding a wide sword, but a little while, Luan Hongyi raised her lips and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha……"

The people from Yijian Villa frowned, thinking that the woman was forced to go crazy. At this moment, someone in the team screamed, and then screamed one after another. When the man from Yijian Villa turned around, blood splashed above their heads, and several figures fought among them.

When a sword slashed to the other side, it made a bang sound, as if it was chopped on hard wood.

….

A figure carrying a black coffin came out, and several puppets around him followed him.

"I'll pick you up." Zhao Mingtuo said simply in his cloak.

Luan Hongyi turned red with her eyes, "You have been nearby, right? Why didn't you come when I was arrested in the county government that day?" As she said that, she stretched out a hand and gently wiped off a drop of blood from the other person's cheek.

"I'm investigating the matter... it's not simple." Zhao Mingtuo grabbed her hand that continued to wipe and whispered: "We've all been trapped..."

"Who is among them?" Luan Hongyi pulled her wrist back.

"Dongchang...and the adoptive father's..."

From a distance or near, hundreds of people were running and fighting in the fields, surrounding them. The faint sound of iron hooves shaking the ground was already clear.

...

On another hill, several warriors' bodies were lying under horse's hooves.

Gu Mi looked at the chaotic battlefield over there and stopped the reckless figure who wanted to continue, "I feel... the more wrong."

"Um?"

The man who was originally shaking and calmed down, frowned, and looked ahead.

The sunlight was no longer so dazzling at this time. The figure of a war horse appeared in the sunset. Standing there, the red cloak rose in the soft wind.

The war horseman stood up and neighed.
Chapter completed!