People roar and horses niggle.

The stone Hong moved with a horse, like an arrow leaving the string, rushing straight away, hundreds of cavalry behind him roared together, and the swords and weapons followed him.

Outside the dense forest, the shadows of the same sickle are like the moon, hundreds of riders follow it, and the sickle is like the forest.

In an instant, the shouts of killing were shocking.

Two major sects, more than a thousand people, broke out in the snowy night outside this dense forest.

...

In addition, after Shuhu urged the horse to move, he stopped the horse as if he had some awareness.

Xilulu~

The dragon horse man stood up, and Jing Shuhu glanced over coldly, and saw a man standing in front of him in the darkness of the night.

The man was wearing a black suit, wind blowing, and was as long as a gun. He was standing in front of him with a long knife and sickle. The blade more than one meter long emitted a cold light.

"Xiao Zongyuan, do you dare to stop me too?!"

The moment Jing Shuhu pulled his horse, he heard a sharp explosion, and Xiao Zongyuan, a hundred feet away, had already risen.

His clothes were filled with wind, and he took more than twenty feet in one step, and several ups and downs rushed across at an extremely fast speed, and the sickle burst out with amazing light:

"kill!"

Without hesitation or communication, Xiao Zongyuan suddenly rose up and the sword and sickle exuded amazing energy.

He waited for his work and hit Jing Shuhu who had been running for several days.

A few dozen feet apart, Jing Shuhu had already felt the biting chill, and immediately responded with a long whistle:

"kill!"

Boom ~

Between the knives and hammers collided, and the actual waves of air spread like strong winds and waves, and the weeds and dead branches next to the road broke one after another.

The sickle that was tall for people was like a crescent moon, sprinkling cold lights, and the hand hammer about a foot long burst out with dazzling flames.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The wind is howling and the energy is storming.

The terrifying energy cuts the ground, the wind and snow are shattered, and the grass and trees are ashes. The two fight with each other quickly and fight hard.

The collision area ranged from ten feet to hundreds of feet, and finally crossed several times, and fought on the battlefield where the Three Yuan Army and the Divine Guard Army confronted each other.

"ah!"

The strong energy passed by, and the soldiers in armor and the horses under him were shaken into flesh.

"Elder!"

Qi Ying, who was fighting fiercely, was shocked: "Jing Shuhu?! How did he come so quickly?!"

"Dare you still distracted?!"

Shi Hong sneered, shaking the knife and forcing Qi Ying back. At the same time, a muffled sound almost overwhelmed the shouts and killings on the field, and the sound of swords and weapons colliding.

But when the wind was stirring, a figure flew backwards, and after landing, he coughed up blood and hissed:

"Walk!"

"Elder!"

Qi Ying's expression changed, and the Sanyuanwu masters also changed their faces. The one who coughed up blood was Xiao Zongyuan.

"Walk!"

Xiao Zongyuan coughed up blood and staggered, exerting force under his feet, and his energy was swelling, and it turned into a substantial wind around him.

The energy and energy were intertwined, and it was like a violent ape covering it.

The best secret of Sanyuanwu, the violent ape sword and sickle technique!

"roar!"

When the violent ape is hissing, a tiger roars responds.

The tiger of Shu stepped and moved, and the energy of the whole body was intertwined like an evil tiger, covering its body and pursuing its hammer.

The evil tiger transformed by its internal energy is far more vivid than Xiao Zongyuan. It has its own power when looking around.

"kill!"

After Xiao Zongyuan reminded him twice, he had no time to pay attention to the battle behind him.

Accompanied by the sound of the tiger's roar, Jing Shuhu had already arrived.

boom!

The thunder exploded, overwhelming the entire battlefield.

Except for Shi Hong and Qi Ying, most of them can no longer see the figures of the two.

I can only see the two giant beasts transformed by internal energy, violently colliding and biting, and wherever I pass, the soil and rocks splash and the grass and trees break.

"Walk!"

With one sword, Qi Ying was unwilling to accept it, but he had to retreat.

"I want to leave!"

Shi Hong sneered, chased and bit him tightly, and he marched slowly, waiting for now.

The head of the Sanyuanwu True Transmission Great Disciple is much more valuable than the ordinary True Transmissions of Qianjun Cave.

Bang!

After a moment, the energy burst.

By the dense forest, Jing Shuhu slowly stopped his hand, and his hand hammered blood was stained with blood several feet away. Xiao Zongyuan opened his mouth and surging backwards:

"What a good fight hammer!"

Waiting for work hard, all of them lost...

The color in his eyes was dim, and his muscles and bones exploded. When he collapsed on his back, bleeding all over his pores.

"No wonder I didn't catch it. This old guy actually wanted to catch me!"

After wiping the hand hammer, Jing Shuhu swept across the battlefield, hundreds to one thousand, and with his appearance, Sanyuanwu was already defeated.

But being ambushed first can only be said to be a tragic victory.

If he hadn't heard the news from Su Wanxiong, he would have been defeated now, or even wiped out the entire army.

"call!"

When he changed his mind, Jing Shuhu breathed a long sigh and felt very tired.

After riding for a few days, he was really sleepy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been fighting with Xiao Zongyuan for so long.

He was a little dissatisfied with this.

Han Chuijun has killed the dirty...

...

Qi Ying was defeated and Shi Hong chased and killed.

The battle was not until noon the next day when Shi Hong came back with Qiying's head and it was completely over.

"Kill more than 320 enemies, kill 230 people in battle, injured 60 people, and escaped 18..."

In front of the bonfire, Jing Shuhu sat cross-legged, and several disciples counted the battlefield and came back with a very ugly face.

"waste!"

Jing Shuhu's face was sucked and he was so angry: "One thousand pairs of three hundred, two hundred people died in battle?"

Even though he had expected it, when he heard this number, Jing Shuhu still felt bleeding in his heart. These were all elites in the sect.

"Bad stuff!"

Shi Hong, who was raising his head from afar, turned black.

...

...

When! When~~

In the Chirong Cave, smoke filled the air.

Li Yuan was naked, and the forged hammer in his hand fell densely like raindrops, sparks splashed everywhere, and the impurities of fine iron quickly separated.

His forging skills have long been perfect, and his military casting skills have also advanced steadily towards Xiaocheng, and he has long been familiar with the ironwork.
To be continued...