"it hurts.."
Guitou Yao and Hua Batzi pulled out a few feather darts from their backs and looked at You Chuan stupidly.
"Brother Youchuan...you are also a traitor..."
Seeing Hou Qing stop the old man with a single axe, You Chuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly: "I missed it. I saw that you have been fighting with him for too long, so I want to help you."
The red umbrella in Hou Qing's hand turned slowly and slowly, and the eyes of the old man opposite him began to become filled with blood.
Chi Meng's face turned pale and she pushed the old man away. The old man was very fast just now. She was focusing on the melee in the crowd and almost got a sneak attack by this man...
Hou Qing took the red umbrella back to his waist and took the ax from the old man's hand.
"You step back."
Chi Meng took two steps back in a daze, and saw Hou Qing frowning and making gestures on the old man's body.
Du Gong in the distance had a dark and angry look on his face. He looked at several old men who were gradually being suppressed by the Empress and Li Jing, and slowly walked forward.
The two guards of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave who were standing in front of him and holding Miao knives were slapped on the shoulders by two palms with black nails.
"The poisonous man."
The two guards were watching the battle intently when someone suddenly put their hands on their shoulders and their bodies froze for an instant. They saluted respectfully when they saw it was Duke Du.
The pupils of Du Gong's eyes were pale, but his eyes, which could not see anything, had a magical power that made the two of them dizzy.
Seeing the dizzy expressions of the two men, Du Gong chuckled, and the two arms that were placed on the guards' shoulders suddenly crawled out of densely packed tiny spiders, and quickly wormed their way into their eyes, mouths and noses.
The Miao guards next to them looked at the two men who were trembling, and they all stared straight ahead in silence.
Du Gong's face was calm, and his voice was hoarse and he said slowly: "Go, stop Hou Qing and kill the saint."
The two guards' joints cracked all over, and then they turned around stiffly, crossed the crowd very quickly, leaving pit marks on the ground with their footsteps, and rushed straight over there, still thinking about where to bleed. Okay Hou Qing.
Li Jing watched the two figures quickly pass through the Miao people blocking the front, and immediately swung his sword to attack the two men, but was immediately entangled by the two old men who were working together perfectly and could not get away.
A vacuum circle appeared around the empress. Li Jing's long sword was turned into flowers in her hands, and the three old troops who were besieging her had to retreat.
Behind her, there was a pile of corpses lying on the ground.
Just as Hou Qing was placing the ax blade on the old man's neck, two figures with strong momentum came over quickly, and two Miao knives flashing with cold light slashed forward and backward.
The scimitar from Chi Meng's waist was instantly pulled out, and there was anger in her eyes.
"You two brats also want to bully me! I'm so angry!"
The sound of metal colliding was accompanied by flickering sparks. Chi Meng was severely repelled by the gravity brought by the two Miao knives, leaving a long mark on the ground.
"The Killing Saint..."
The two puppet-like guards murmured, and the two figures slashed at Chi Meng at the same time. At this moment, Hou Qing finally touched the old man's neck, and then swung the ax over and turned the horse. The two Miao knives that were about to be chopped off were thrown at an angle.
Chi Meng swung the scimitar towards the two of them and turned over to avoid it.
"Why are they so strong!"
Before Chi Meng could react, Hou Qing kicked the old man's body towards the two guards who were controlled by the poison, then ducked over and carried Chi Meng towards the direction of Li Jing and Li Jing.
"The scene is too bloody for the little girl to watch."
Chi Meng looked confused and turned his head to look over. He saw that the old part had hit the two puppets, and the blood flowing out of the small wounds on the neck was like a fountain, splashing out ten feet away. The two bodies The puppets wearing Miao costumes were covered in blood.
Chi Meng's eyes widened: "Oh my god..."
Du Gong put his hands behind his hands and sneered.
"Weeping Blood Record... Brother Hou is indeed very capable."
Li Jing wielded the Longquan Sword to repel the two old men, and took a step back: "Zizu, take Chi Meng one step ahead, and I'll look for you later."
A sword pierced through the two Miao guards who rushed forward. The empress' face was stern, and the purple dress on her body was inevitably stained with blood.
"Just leave me alone here."
Before Li Jing could speak, Hou Qing nodded seriously: "Okay, then I'll wait for you outside."
As he spoke, he carried Chi Meng, who was still looking confused, and quickly stepped on the heads of several Miao guards, flying into the sky through the crowd. After jumping up and down on the ground a few times, he gradually disappeared.
"Du Gong, we..."
Several Gu Masters watched Hou Qing take Chi Meng away easily, and then looked at the crowd suppressed by the Empress alone, with expressions of pain on their faces.
Du Gong waved his hand, his face showing no emotion.
"The archer fired his arrow and left the two behind."
The middle-aged Miao Jiang who commanded the archers hesitated: "But our people..."
Du Gong ignored him and tapped his long black nails slowly on his palms.
Seeing several Gu masters also hesitating, middle-aged Miao Jiang closed his eyes for the last time and gritted his teeth: "Cring the bow!"
…
Hearing the sound of the bow string being tightened, Li Jing frowned and looked up, only to see the archer hiding behind the crowd raising the long bow in his hand.
There was a sound of the air breaking behind him. Li Jing raised his sword to block the sneak attack of one of the Miao swords, and was finally stabbed hard on his right back.
"Li Jing!"
Hearing the movement here, the empress looked over with angry eyes. She pierced the chest of one of the puppets with a sword from a distance, and her figure flashed in front of the two of them in an instant, with both palms raised high.
Before the two puppets could react, the two heads were blown away and rolled straight to the feet of several old members.
The empress supported Li Jing, but before she could speak, a low sound of loose strings sounded instantly, and a rain of arrows flew over her.
Several old troops rolled into the crowd in an instant and rushed away from the battlefield. The Miao guards in front who had no time to evacuate were pierced by countless arrows in the blink of an eye.
The figures of Li Jing and the empress stood upright under the rain of arrows.
The empress had no time to use her internal strength to block the rain of arrows, but she resolutely pushed Li Jing behind her and pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground with her bare hands.
In an instant, Li Jing suddenly pressed down the empress who was standing in front of him together with the long sword in her hand, and a faint golden light floated on her body.
"Don't die."
As soon as Li Jing finished speaking, he felt an itchy pain on his back. A flying arrow was inserted into the ground next to him, causing a burst of flying dust.
The rain of arrows started and stopped in an instant. Although there were not many archers under Du Gong's command, and they still shot upwards, the damage caused was considerable.
The wailing sounds of Miao guards could be heard from the collapsed battlefield in front of them. Those who rushed to evacuate looked horrified, but did not dare to speak out.
The two corpses in the center were motionless. Li Jing's back was filled with dozens of feather arrows, hugging the empress tightly to protect her.
A smile appeared on Du Gong's face: "Go over and have a look..."
The empress's eyes widened, her face turned pale, and she stared blankly at Li Jing, whose head was slumped next to her ear. His hands were still holding the back of her neck tightly.
"I can stop it..."
There was a hint of crying in her voice, and the empress' body trembled slightly. Her hand was groping beside her to hold the sword, and the veins in her wrist were slightly visible.
At this time, Li Jing's weak voice sounded in her ears.
"Cry...cry your shit..."
"Take me away, I can't die..."
