These people don't seem to be very good!

This was a thought that flashed through Guo Yong's mind, and he quickly affirmed his thoughts. There must be masters in the sect of Jinyi Hall in the great power of Jinyi Hall, but judging from the performance of these Jinyi Hall disciples in front of him, it seems that they are really not very good, and even the disciples of Baishan Sword Sect in Xiangkong Mountain are not comparable to those of Baishan Sword Sect in Xiangkong Mountain.

But he didn't know that Jinyi Hall was backed by the imperial court and was easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree. He had rarely fought with people over the years and was very low-key. This kind of low-key was not the kind of Feilai Immortal Sect. Feilai Immortal Sect was low-key because it was not as strong as others, so he had to do it. However, Jinyi Hall was always in the Jiangnan headquarters, and no one would challenge them, let alone worry about a big sect like Wuyun Sect taking their ideas, so he was much more relaxed in comparison.

They have strength, which is absolutely true. At some point, strength is not the absolute standard for measuring whether a sect can fight. For example, the situation in front of you, if you compare pure strength, you will have more than six disciples from the Immortal Sect from the dozen Jinyi Temple disciples, let alone Peng Rui, who is almost unable to take action. Logically speaking, the situation should be one-sided, but now the situation is really one-sided, but the direction of the downward direction is completely opposite. A dozen people were chased by five people, and the one who supports his father almost doesn't need to do it, just follow it. In the final analysis, these Jinyi Temple disciples have too few come out on weekdays and have no combat experience.

In fact, Guo Yong and others don’t have many combat experiences, but except for Bai Xuanji, these people were selected in this year in a more cruel way. In the past, when flying to the Immortal Sect to select disciples, they were all tested for their roots and bones. Unlike the tricky questions that were presented this time, all those who could pass the test were shrewd and ruthless people. Even if Peng Rui was so smart and inadequate, the level of black hand of his hands was far greater than that of others. In addition, they tried their best to rush out, so as soon as the two sides fought, Jinyitang could not hold on.

Song Xian saw it and remembered it in his heart, but there was no way. In just a few rounds of confrontation, two of his brothers died, and he was almost killed by Bai Xuanji's Bailong. If a junior brother hadn't kicked him out quickly, he would have been good if he could have left half of his body at this moment.

"Senior Brother Song, I can't stop it!" The junior brother who saved him shouted dejectedly.

"If you can't stop, you have to stop it. Our people will arrive soon!" Song Xian had already cursed the eighth generation of ancestors who were active in Jinling City. The two sides were only dozens of miles apart, and the cannons were not invisible, so why didn't they come to rescue immediately?

Could it be that they think we can solve the problem? So they didn’t come to join in the fun?

Once this thought appeared, it immediately began to spread infinitely. This is Jinling City, which is the base camp of Jinyi Hall. What can happen in such a place? Even if you really encounter a few blind bastards, is it not enough for a dozen people to come? Is it necessary to bring dozens of people who are active in the city?

"It's true!" Song Xian understood and immediately said to the junior brother: "Everyone follows me. You can't let these people go, nor fight with them. Then move towards the west of the city. As long as those people want to go to other directions, we will push them back. If it really doesn't work, attack me that bad old man Peng Yue. Anyway, the other party is here to save people. It's impossible not to take the old man's life to heart and do it immediately!"

"My brother, please obey the order!" The disciple quickly flashed over and conveyed Song Xian's meaning to the other people as quickly as possible. The disciples of Jinyi Temple were helpless. They heard that they could not fight, and there were no ones who were unwilling to do so. They retreated from the battle group and left five or six feet apart, hanging Guo Yong and others from a distance. They never came up to attack, but they never let the other party escape from their sight. The men and horses on both sides used this strange way to move all the way outside. The people around had already heard a lot of noise here. They saw two groups of blood-covered monks coming out, and they had no courage to stand here to watch the fun. They ran home and opened the cracks.

"It seems something is wrong!" Zhou Xu whispered after walking for almost ten miles, looking at Guo Yong at the same time.

Guo Yong pondered for a moment and said, "I know something is wrong. There must be someone else in their city. This is to lead us over. In fact, there is no need to lead us so far. Many people on the street have seen us. A few of them ran over to report. Those people will come over. I am afraid it will be difficult to leave at that time, Peng Rui!"

"Ah? Call me?" Peng Rui's attitude towards Guo Yong has changed a lot. Why did he say that the other party took this risk for his father? Besides, he had been relying on Guo Yong's dispatch just now, and he was used to listening to his words, and subconsciously said: "What are the instructions for senior brother?"

"I have no instructions, just tell you that we can't go to your secret door." Guo Yong looked serious, as if he was not frustrated at all because he could not go to the secret door. Instead, he analyzed seriously: "These people are clearly going to lead us into their ambush circle. If we continue like this, we will die sooner or later. I think everyone can't go together. When we pass the next intersection, we will drag them down. You take your father first, and then go straight to the Southern Sect!"

"What do you do?" Peng Rui felt a little moved again, but for Mr. Peng, who is now a good person, it is obviously not easy to leave his brothers behind, especially these brothers are just to save his father.

Guo Yong smiled relaxedly and said, "After you and your father leave, our speed will increase. If it is really not possible, everyone will rush out and find a place to gather. If your father is trapped in it, then so much time will be wasted!"

"Listen to Guo Yong!" Seeing that Peng Rui wanted to say something else, Zhou Xu also said from the side: "It's the intersection in front. When we arrive at the intersection, we will launch a fierce attack on them. You take your father to escape from the east first. They keep leading us to the west. There should be no people in the east, but you should be careful!"

"If I can go out this trip, I will definitely be rewarded when I go back!" Peng Rui gritted his teeth, and when he took the first step at the next intersection, he immediately turned around and fled towards the east gate. Song Xian and others saw something was wrong and were about to intercept him. Bai Xuanji had already released Bai Long again, and Guo Yong and others rushed forward, with various killer moves emerging one after another.

At this moment, I don’t know if there was anybody who reported the news. Anyway, the remaining staff of Jinyi Hall also appeared here. There were thirty people, surrounded Guo Yong and others in the middle on the street that was almost completely wiped out. At the command of the leader, a fierce battle began in an instant.
Chapter completed!