It is hard to imagine a cruel scene of a woman standing in front of you, stabbing herself twelve times, and her face was covered with Yin Hong's blood.

It is even harder to imagine how much pain Li Dongmin, holding the dagger, endured to be able to stab him twelve times in a row without being moved!

Only she knew that besides the tricky energy in her bones, she wanted to scare the deserted people before she died. She was also creating an opportunity for a person.

Create a two-way opportunity where you can choose to attack or escape.

This opportunity belongs to Zhang Xiaodao. He was squatting on the eaves of the house and was not far from the leader of the Great Wilderness.

But at this moment, his eyes were about to break. Seeing Li Dongmin, who had just gradually got closer in recent days, left two lines of blood and tears. Seeing that her body finally softened and leaned against the wall side by side with Zhang An, her heart was like a knife!

Without any sound, Zhang Xiaodao raised his right fist, and the bones and joints of the middle finger of the right fist were protruding.

This gesture represents life-threatening struggle when hunting, and then Wang Daniu did not hesitate at all. As a "wrap", no matter what prey he faced, he had to have the awareness of going to die to create opportunities for the other two.

He jumped off the eaves, and after several steps, he made a mistake with his feet, leaving his broad arms to the leader of the Great Wilderness Bari. He also used this arms to block all the angles of Bari's counterattack.

Just like his hunting career over the years, Wang Daniu still plays the role of "Zang" vividly, using his body to shield the other two people from the wind and rain!

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Before half a stick of incense, there was a bloody storm in Lingyin County, but outside Lingyin County, the wind was light and cloudy.

The wind is light and clouds are calm because the battle scene is too boring!

The purpose of the little monk Fayi is very clear, which is to return to Lingyin County to block more deserted people.

The warrior Bada, who is second only to the leader Bari among the Great Wilderness, is also very clear in his goal, which is to hold the little monk Fayi.

The two had a huge gap in their realms, but the little monk Fayi didn't know how to attack. It seemed that he had no sense of hurting people in his mind, which made Barda delay until now.

Bada paid a huge price to hold back the Dharma.

Bada, who almost exhausted his energy in his body, always had no room for action. Only by doing this can he truly hold back the beautiful monk.

What made Bada vomit blood was that he tried his best to take action and could only "procrastinate". Every time the Dharma is used to block the grid. Then he would find that all the strength and vitality he had devoted to the long sword disappeared.

This feeling was extremely uncomfortable, as if I had enough strength to hit the cotton.

And this feeling made Bada’s word “spout blood” is not an exaggerated adjective. He is really vomiting blood. He vomits blood every time he shoots.

The little monk Fayi counted carefully. After he was forced out of Lingyin County, Bada sent a total of 134 swords, and after a hundred swords, every sword he used to spray a mouthful of blood.

The little monk Fayi looked at the snow around him with a very serious face.

Bada, who had always been half faster than the little monk of Dharma Yi, swung the 135th sword and spit out the 35th mouthful of blood.

This time the blood was no longer soft and weak, or flowing from the corner of his mouth, but turned into a blood arrow and ejected out of his mouth.

The blood arrows traversed several feet in the air and fell to the ground with little strength. Some blood and flesh mixed in the mouth of blood were particularly eye-catching in the snow.

The little monk Fayi only raised two fingers, clamped Bada's long sword and said, "Why do you have to?"

Why bother? Bada carefully savored these two words, as if there was some of the flesh and blood of his companions in his mouth, and felt the uproar in his body, and finally couldn't help but feel soft.

"Puu!" Bada fell into the snow, his eyes were blood-colored, staring at the dark night sky.

The little monk's Dharma is not enlightened by the monk. He did not say "Amitabha" but turned around and rushed towards the county town.

Not long after, he saw Lingyin County, which was like a purgatory on earth, and saw a scene where he had no time to stop it.

Next to the dilapidated ruins, the blood-red dagger in Li Dongmin's hand fell into the blood-red snow, fell to the base of the wall, but he stretched out a hand tenaciously.

The white hand had no blood stains on the fat man's blood stains. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, without any tragic, but with a sense of satisfaction.

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It was also half a stick of incense before, riding a donkey that was faster than a horse. The middle-aged man saw the brightly lit Lingyin County on the hillside, and his heart sank.

He has lived in the border for thirty years, and of course he knows how strong the deserted people who can travel through the border of the prosperous Tang Dynasty are. Even though this incident was an idiot done by an idiot who only wanted to get ahead, the deserted people who can travel through the border will never be weak. At least the deserted people who are forced into a desperate situation are not the militia of Lingyin County that can be low-end.

So he shouted, "Big Hei."

The donkey, known as Dahei, was spraying white air at the nostrils, and learned from the sound of horses, and accelerated the frequency of pace again.

But no matter how fast it was, the middle-aged man was still anxious. So after Dahei ran a few more steps, the middle-aged man jumped down, and rushed towards the brightly lit place like a Li Xuan arrow.

In the north corner of Lingyin County, Xiao Qingjian and Jiang Qiu, who vowed to go crazy once, were already crazy.

The fierce battle between more than 30 people from the Great Wilderness and the Militia hunters has come to an end. There are still six people from the Great Wilderness, but none of them are left in this area.

Jiang Qiu was surrounded by a corpse, and the fatal injury was a knife wound that cut the bones across her back. However, she looked at the corpse's face very carefully, very clean and without blood stains.

This clean face is not surprising. To be honest, before Jiang Qiu came here, he always felt that the country people looked the same, with dark and unmistakable facial features.

But she must remember her somewhat vague face now, because the knife wound on her back came because of her, and he saved Jiang Qiu's life and died here.

Xiao Qingjian, who was standing beside Jiang Qiu, was laughing. There was some uneven blood on his cheeks, his eyes were shiny, and he was a little sick, just like the return of a dying person.

If the front teeth that were knocked off by Zhang Xiaodao were abandoned, Xiao Qingjian's smile could be called a "ghost smile". It was just that the front teeth were missing, which made this smile look a little funny.

But the six people from the Great Wilderness did not find it funny. They surrounded the two of them cautiously. Judging from the situation of the fight just now, the strength of these two people is obviously higher than that of the others. Now they are in desperate situations, and fighting to the death is the only choice.

Xiao Qingjian, who lacked a front tooth, said inexplicably: "Senior sister, I like you."

"I like Zhang Xiaodao." Jiang Qiu replied clearly.

If Xiao Qingjian confessed his love the day before, he would have got this kind of answer, Xiao Qingjian would have added four big words: broken corpses before Zhang Xiaodao's name, which already had a lot of prefixes.

But today is different. He just wanted to simply tell Jiang Qiu that he liked her, and as for her attitude, it didn't matter at all.

Because, if nothing unexpected happens, they will die here soon.

Before dying, neither of them imagined that there would be only two simple graves after death, or that they were buried by the sect in a grand manner. They just felt at ease that they would die here. They felt that before dying, they should spit out a mouthful of blood-stuck phlegm and peel off a layer of skin from the Great Wilderness!

This is the trick they learned here.

However, at this time, the sound of horse hooves suddenly erupted, and a cold light cut through the night like a horse.

Jiang Qiu and Xiao Qingjian's pupils instantly expanded, and six heads flew silently, dyeing the horse red, completely occupying the vision and body and mind of the two.

As the head fell to the ground, the two finally came back to their senses, saw the person who had made a knife in the distance, and saw the long sword that seemed a little old.

Walking in Lingyin County, the middle-aged man who seemed to have never had a knife smiled gently, revealing the old wrinkles on his face.

Both Xiao Qingjian and Jiang Qiu knew this old fold, and no one among the three gates of Yizhou would not know this old fold.

The appearance of wrinkles on the middle-aged man's face not only represents the precipitation of time, but also represents the endless wind and frost that has guarded the border for thirty years.

He is Li Yi!

The general guarding the pass of Yizhou six passes is the six passes, which made the people of the Great Wilderness frightened Li Yidao!

"General Li." Jiang Qiu and Xiao Qingjian said respectfully, with their expressions revealing joy from the bottom of their hearts.

Li Yi nodded with a smile. With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that the two were disciples of the sect. He said, "Go and tell the county magistrate here that I am here, and then try to let the militia people hide if they can."

"General, the leader of the Great Wilderness and the leader of Lingyin County are in the county center. I will take you there." Jiang Qiu said.

Li Yi understood that the girl in front of him would not talk nonsense. Since he said that was crucial, he nodded and said, "Hurry!"

At this point, Xiao Qingjian ran to the county government alone, while Jiang Qiu sat on the donkey, saw the cold light, and felt the lightning.

When they stepped through the snow and crossed the alley, it was the little monk who had no time to stop Li Dongmin from committing suicide and ran wildly into the street. It was Wang Daniu who jumped off the eaves and rushed towards the leader of the Great Wilderness, Ba Rishi.

Li Yi raised his eyebrows in the distance. Even if he was called Li Yidao by the people of the Great Wilderness, he would never be able to penetrate hundreds of feet away with one sword.

"Little Knife!" Jiang Qiu, on Dahei's back, shouted at the top of his lungs.

No matter how many people came by chance at this time, Wang Daniu still came to Bari's side, and Zhang Xiaodao also resolutely took out the pig-killing knife.

No one can stop what is about to happen. No matter how high the little monk Fayi and General Li Yi are, they are never the gods on land.

If you are not a land god, there will be no way to solve the big wilderness leader Bari who looks a little dazed.

Perhaps, now all that is left for everyone is prayer, praying that the leader of the deserted man wearing spiritual armor is really dazed.

Zhang Xiaodao did not pray. His mind was blank at this moment. He only had the leader of the Great Wilderness, and only the gradually cold blade in his hand told him, rushing over and slashing him with one knife!
Chapter completed!