Piao Ying's domineering methods seemed too cruel to the members of the Red Sect.
It turns out that the red-clothed sect members may have a rivalry with those who trespassed into the secret cave, and the crowd was excited!
They gave up holding on to the advantageous location, using high ground to control low ground, and using stillness to stop the enemy, and rushed to Piao Ying first to launch his ultimate move.
There should be no one with hidden weapons in the enemy formation. The three of them jumped down, holding knives or hammers, and shouted in shock. It was obvious that they were willing to trade their lives for their lives.
A heavy anchor with a chain attached to its back rushed in front of the three of them, coming from Shen Jiangsou's left wrist.
The enemy's attack was fierce, and the floating shadow that was temporarily stranded in the air might be sent into the magma by the power of the crowd.
Dong Qing and Zifeng saw that something was not going well and set off at the same time, one on the left and the other on the right.
Dongqing arrived first, Piaoying stepped on Dongqing's shoulder to steady herself.
Zifeng arrived behind, and Piaoying dropped his other foot, borrowing strength from Zifeng's shoulder.
The body of the double dirt-removing daggers that was already stained with blood suddenly became as bright as new, and then a scarlet blood glow appeared, accompanied by floating shadows that spun like tops!
It was as if a blood tornado rose out of thin air between the upper and lower stone platforms!
The anchor was stirred into it first, and the attached chains were pulled out one after another. It would not take a moment to affect the master Shen Shen.
The three people who followed were like eggs hitting rocks, and their bones were broken and their flesh was ripped apart by the blood tornado. Their death was particularly horrifying, no worse than falling into the lava!
There were two people behind the scenes, one tall and one strong. They were frightened and regretful when they saw this, but they turned back too late and went to hell together with hatred.
Shen Jiangsou had to fight to the death with his anchor still alive but his life was destroyed. He tried his best to suppress the situation, but still could not stop the rising trend of the "Blood Tornado", and he died.
In just half a cup of tea, most of the dozen or so people on the stone platform lost their lives.
The thick-backed stone ape with long arms hanging down was feeling something bad when he was celebrating. He was about to ask the blood Taoist Wu Zhigu whether he should fight or retreat.
Seeing that Taoist Xue was holding a Taoist sword in one hand and making secrets with the other, his lips were like ink and his brows were red. He had obviously recited the secret technique silently until the critical moment.
Congratulations, you understand that the blood Taoist is going to risk your life in a battle. Although you have been mentally prepared, you can't help but sigh sadly.
Unexpectedly, before he had finished giving himself up, he suddenly heard a muffled groan!
The muffled sound was so close that it was easy to know something bad was going on.
When I glanced over, I saw that it was indeed a blood Taoist who had been hit unfortunately.
A finely polished long sword penetrated diagonally from the blood Taoist's spleen, passed through the blood Taoist's mouth, and stabbed out from his shoulder.
The blood Taoist closed his eyes and frowned, raised his head and fell backward, dying!
Qing Qing was horrified and involuntarily shrank back to cover his body.
On the stone platform below, when the red-clothed sect members attacked Piaoying in large numbers, Si'er was the first to catch the blood Taoist's movements and instruct Jiang Yichen to use the sword he had picked up earlier to mark the Hundred Steps Flying Sword.
Using a long sword as a hidden weapon was really unexpected, no wonder it was hard to guard against, and the blood Taoist's death was not unjust.
The remaining people on the stone platform above were able to escape the first day of the lunar month, but not the fifteenth.
No one can stop Piao Ying from taking the stage. Followers come one after another, and they can only fight to the death!
Fighting to the death is not like a fight to the death, but a fight to the death.
Even with the Stone Ape and Slender King Kong holding the battle, the six of them could not last ten breaths under the hands of Piao Ying, Zifeng, and Dong Qing.
Until his feet settled on the stone platform above, Jiang Yichen still felt in a daze. Are all the tyrannical people in the secret cave of purgatory mentioned?
Is it really because of Piao Ying's tyranny that the powerful enemy in Purgatory suffered a splitting of liver and gallbladder and collapsed thousands of miles away?
While Jiang Yichen was observing the three forked roads in front of the secret cave, he glanced at Piaoying inadvertently.
Unexpectedly, the other party had keen insight and tilted his head to look at him.
Jiang Yichen couldn't pretend to be blind and smiled awkwardly in return.
This man, who is one round older than him, has a slightly sickly pale skin. Unless you look closely, you can easily find some forehead lines, and you would not feel that he is mature.
Piao Ying's facial features were strong and angular, and her neck-long hair, which had been neatly combed by Si'er, looked like a bird's nest after a night of running around and fighting.
It seems that his face is domineering and ruthless at the same time. Because he is serious about speech and expression, his face is often stiff and only air-conditioning remains.
Of course, there are exceptions, and that is when Si'er calls him Ah Ying, the other person's eyes will narrow into a thin line and his smile will be warm.
Jiang Yichen knew very little about Piaoying's past, except that he had nothing to do with Shifu.
After all, Tingyu Pavilion was only established for a short period of time, and Jiang Yichen had never regarded it as a hostile party. Therefore, he had never delved into the details of each member of the pavilion. The situation he knew was almost the same as that of other gang intelligence departments. After returning to the cabinet, he had no time to do so. He must carefully understand how Luo Piaoling recruited such an unprecedented strong player into the cabinet? Or is it because of Sister Si'er's fault?
Jiang Yichen's brief trance was also one of the few moments for everyone to breathe.
There are three stone steps connecting the upper stone platform leading to the depths of the secret cave of purgatory. What happened after that? Neither the Tushita Gang nor Buji Island could tell Jiang Yichen clearly. The expert who has figured it out stops here, and it is obvious that the opponent is not sure whether he can escape unscathed if he goes deeper.
Looking back, the more than 50 elite members were vulnerable because they were limited in a narrow space and could not fully display their power.
The dozen or so people including the Blood Taoist and the leader of the prison did not bring much hindrance to them, and they might be underestimating the enemy.
Only the people stationed at the front of the Secret Cave are all named, let alone ordinary people. It can be seen how many powerful players there are in the Secret Cave of Purgatory.
From the perspective of the short half-distance from the front, it seems that there is no lie to store things for sacrifices, store treasures and silver, and hide people in purgatory.
In ancient times, there were rich nobles and wealthy families who raised their scholars with gold and silver, and now the Red Clothes Sect does the same thing, except that the scholars raised here are dead soldiers.
After the seven people entered the cave and started killing, the alarm in the secret cave had already sounded. Otherwise, there would not be people like the upper stone platform waiting, and the movement just now was enough to attract a wave of counterattack by more dead soldiers.
About thirty breaths later, there were more than a hundred red-clothed sect members rushing down the three stone steps.
This time, the people fighting alone may not be as good as the dozen or so dead warriors before, but the impact of fighting in groups is only stronger than the previous two groups of defenders.
The upper stone platform is not small at all. It can barely accommodate a hundred people standing on it. How can it accommodate more than a hundred people fighting here? It is just constantly occupying the space where the seven people of Tingyu Pavilion stand.
The seven people were like being plunged into a rock on the seashore, enduring the waves of the red tide. If they retreated, they would only fall into purgatory and be broken into pieces.
There was a flood of red clothes and a crowd of people. Except for Jiang Yichen, who was carrying Si'er just now, the others were quickly separated and unable to care for each other.
There was no trace of Si'er in the field of vision. The more Piaoying fought, the more anxious he became. However, the more anxious he became, the more he dared not use his strength. He was afraid that he would not be able to stop the momentum and accidentally hurt his friends, but would be submerged in the siege of more than ten red-clothed cultists.
Fortunately, Si'er concentrated his wits, and thanks to the courage of Jiang Yichen, an expert in art, Si'er allowed Si'er to stand on his shoulders, towering over the enemy, guiding the confused Piaoying to break out of the encirclement and gather everyone in the pavilion.
After a stick of incense, another fierce battle came to an end.
More than a hundred members of the Red Clothes Sect have all been consecrated, and the seven of Jiang Yichen have more or less received new honors.
The upper stone platform was covered with corpses, bleeding and falling into the magma below, making endless hissing sounds.
Seeing that everyone had finished adjusting their breaths one after another, Nidie ignored the disgrace and wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeves, and asked, "How are you, do you want to continue?"
We don’t know how far the road ahead is, how strong the enemy is, how difficult and dangerous this journey will be, and we still have time to choose to retreat. Nidie is asking for everyone’s opinions.
Unexpectedly, no one said anything for a long time.
Ni Die's eyes wandered around, and he realized that most of the people present were taciturn.
Si'er also seemed to be mentally exhausted in this high temperature environment. No wonder no one responded.
Just as he was about to ask again, Zifeng, who was slumped on the ground, raised his hands, sat up straight, and said, "There is an old saying, even if they come, kill them as fast as you can!"
