The opponent's strength is almost the same as that of the Du family's children. Except for the few soul saints, most of them only have the cultivation of the Dharma Saint, and the weakest one is the Dou Sheng. If there is a holy magic arrow in hand, it can still withstand a while, but the arrow has been used up at this time. How can the long sword in hand block the Du family's children who are surging in murderous aura?

In a moment, more than a dozen people fell in a pool of blood, and the entire team was forced to retreat continuously. However, there were groups of Du family members rushing from all directions in the city.

The people around him fell one by one, and the young "rebel" led the last dozen subordinates to a corner of the city wall. Each of them was covered in scars and blood stained with the battle robe, but they still protected the young leader tightly.

The young "rebel" watched the people around him fall down one by one, looking at the bloody redness in front of him, but gritted his teeth and continued to support him.

This battle did not last long, and it was far less powerful than the battles of Gu Fenghua and others, but it was even more tragic. The battle between masters, the moment of life and death, even accidentally ended up crushing and turning into powder. Because they died too fast, they would not suffer too much pain. However, the strength of these people was obviously much weaker, and they were equal to each other, but it was difficult to kill one blow. Although there were more chances to save their lives, more blood was shed and more pain was suffered.

Blood flowed along their shoulders, arms, and thighs, gathering into a river under their feet. The air was filled with thick blood. A silent tragic tyranny...

"Why, why do you betray my Du family? Is it not enough for me to promise you that the benefits of my Du family?" The second elder of the Du family asked with a long sword in his hand and full of anger.

If it weren't for their sneak attack, even if the head of the family died in battle, the Du family could still guard Qingxia Pass and wait for the Du family to be prosperous forever. With the background of the Du family, a generation of strong men like the head of the family will emerge again in less than a few years, and the foundation of the Du family's ten thousand industry will still be as stable as a rock.

But now, it's all over!

"Why? You won't understand even if you say it." The young "rebel" leader looked at the young figures on the city wall and showed a kind smile.

Indeed, the benefits offered by the Du family are indeed quite good, but who asked the Du family to deal with them?

"Kill them, no one will be left!" This kind of answer is not an answer at all. Of course, it cannot satisfy the second elder of the Du family, but he knew that he could not delay any further, otherwise he would be unable to save his life and the Du family would be destroyed.

Hundreds of long swords were raised at the same time, and the cold snow was so dazzling in the golden afterglow.

The young thief leader also raised his sword, but he knew that with his injuries, he was afraid that he would be unable to swing a sword any more. However, looking at the young figures on the top of the city, he still had no regrets.

Finally, hundreds of long swords were slashed down at the same time, and the sword lights intertwined, like a huge net, covering them.

"Those who betrayed my Du family will die!" A hideous smile appeared on the face of the second elder of the Du family.

"Let's go, go quickly!" At this moment, Wu Donghai's panicked voice came, and one after another, one saint master jumped off the top of the city and fled to the distance without looking back.

Faced with the powerful strength of Gu Fenghua and others, they finally chose to give up. They were originally working for Lu Aochen only for the sake of profit. Why should they put their lives on and cultivate to this point? Is it easy?

The hideous smile of the second elder of the Du family was frozen on his face.
Chapter completed!