Puff!!

The blades slashed through the flesh and blood, and blood flowers scattered in the air.

With the last few screams, the battle gradually came to an end.

The air was filled with the strong smell of burnt after the house was burned.

Chen Guanhe couldn't help but cough, but what he savored in his mouth was full of blood and bitterness.

Looking around, there were only two brothers left by my side.

They faced the enemies attacking from all directions, and could only ignore one thing, and every minute and every second, a new wound would be added to their bodies.

But everyone is still persevering.

Chen Guanhe looked into the distance, the sky had already turned white. After experiencing a night of sleep, the woods in the distance could vaguely hear insects and birds singing.

The morning wind blows, with a faint fresh water vapor, dissipates the smell of gunpowder and dilutes blood and energy, which makes people shocked.

Tear!

Chen Guanhe pulled a strip of cloth from his clothes and tied the sword and hands together.

He doesn't have much strength anymore.

He was afraid that someone would knock down his weapon when he would swing his sword later.

That's too embarrassing.

Death, one must die to be a personal one.

Even if the audience was not watching, he would still shed the last drop of blood while standing.

only……

I can no longer serve the two elders.

A faint regret appeared in Chen Guanhe's mind.

He thought he could gain a foothold in Zhao State and allow the two elders to enter the family ancestral hall in the future and be worshipped by the entire clan.

He also wants to send the two elders to their death.

But life is full of surprises.

Chen Guanhe squeezed out his last strength and shouted at the many warriors surrounding him:

"Heavenly kills the guards! Kill!"

The few remaining Tianzhuwei heard Chen Guanhe's charge, no matter what he thought in his heart, he laughed and staggered forward to kill.

"kill!"

"It's really a good guy!"

Yang Kun, who confronted Chen Guanhe last night, stroked his long beard and the head of the dragon stick in his hand was covered with blood.

He swept across the thousands of troops with one stick and took over the lives of Tianzhuwei who had more than one palm.

Seeing that Chen Guanhe would rather refuse to admit defeat and took the lead in charge, he was also excited.

He is also half a soldier and admires such a hero the most.

It’s just that the truth is different, and they don’t plan for each other.

If it was off the court, he might have to invite him to drink and eat meat, but now that he is an enemy, he cannot let it go.

"I'm giving you a ride!"

The long stick was raised high, and the simplest force was used to split Huashan, but with the heaviest force, a white tiger with teeth and claws on the stick head transformed into shape with the gushing Qi.

White Tiger Pojun Gun!

At this moment, the gun is replaced by sticks. Although it is not as sharp as the gun, its strength is better than three points.

With Chen Guanhe and others' current state, they all have to die after this stick.

This is Yang Kun’s strongest move and the greatest recognition of them.

"Dad, mom, the child is unfilial."

The white tiger attacked, Chen Guanhe was unable to resist, and his long sword was broken by the evil aura of the white tiger. He closed his eyes and died calmly.

However, he waited for a long time, but the expected pain did not appear, but the air suddenly became cold.

He opened his eyes and found that everyone was stunned, as if he had been lit with his body hole, his eyes facing upwards, full of fear.

He looked up and looked up.

In the sky, a long sword nearly a hundred feet wide spread across the void, half black and half white, exuding a dead breath.

It was gray and powerful, and its invisible momentum firmly suppressed everyone present.

It was Qiu Daoyu.

Chen Guanhe recognized the old man who had been with his adult family for many years.

I heard that he was a great master of martial arts and received favors from his master in his early years. From then on, he followed him and never left him.

He came, so did the adults.

Chen Guanhe's heart moved.

At the same time, endless fatigue surged onto the body instantly.

In the sky, Qiu Daoyu waved his sleeves.

The sword light fell, and the crowd immediately separated from both sides, and those who could not dodge were directly turned into corpses.

A wide passage was almost forcibly cut out.

The silent Jiang Ping walked slowly over the bloody corpses all over the ground.

Although everyone could not see through the face under the silver-white mask at this moment, the terrifying cold air through those black eyes still made people tremble in their hearts.

"It's all right."

Jiang Ping patted Chen Guanhe on the shoulder and said solemnly:

"I am coming."

"grown ups……"

What does Chen Guanhe want to say?

But with Jiang Ping's arrival, he could no longer hold on and his head fainted and fell down softly.

"Sister Wuqing, take good care of them."

Jiang Ping swept the remaining Tianzhuwei around, and he could count the remaining Tianzhuwei with one hand, only seven or eight people.

In other words, the people he brought with him this time were almost wiped out.

Logically speaking, his relationship with Tianzhuwei is more of a relationship of interest.

He provides them with shelter and opportunities, and they offer their loyalty and ability to him.

In his eyes, Tianzhuwei is just a tool for treating a tool. He doesn't feel sorry for a few people who die.

But Jiang Ping is so upset now.

Because they are not worth dying!

They didn't have to die.

But just because of these small characters, just under his nose, his men were almost wiped out.

Jiang Ping turned around and looked at the people who were timid and wanted to retreat.

"Now, give me a reason not to kill you."

"Old Qiu!"

"Yes, young master!"

Qiu Daoyu opened his hands and countless sword energy surged out from behind him, like a fish swimming in his tail, covering the void, forming a sword energy field.

From top to bottom, the knife energy hangs down for hundreds of meters in a radius.

No one can escape.

One person suppressed the whole audience.

Well, I'm talking about Lao Qiu.

"Supervisor Jiang, I am Yang Kun from the Yang family in Tianbing City, and this matter is all misunderstanding."

In the crowd, Yang Kun came out from behind.

If you look closely, the dragon stick in his hand had been broken, and the cut was smooth, which would have been caused by a knife.

"Misunderstand?"

Jiang Ping sneered and said:
To be continued...