The early sun is shining.
There were black ornaments and red makeup and corpses all over the place.
While Xuan Xiao and Hong Shang were fighting fiercely, the number of people working together to contain Tu Wanfang had reached twenty.
On the main battlefield, the confrontation between the Jianghu people in Zhongzhou and the Red Sect and its allies is coming to an end.
In fact, the Dongchang and secret guards sent by the Fifth Marquis, the Xichang and Sun Yewang who came here under Tian's orders, and the subordinates of Tiansha's five sects totaled no more than 500 people, and they were all destroyed in three days. More than half of them even came into conflict with each other. By the time they participated in the joint encirclement and suppression campaign yesterday, the number of people was less than two hundred, and all of them were dead immediately.
Therefore, all that is left of the Red Clothes Sect and its allies are members of the Red Clothes Sect or Japanese Anzi who have been lurking in Zhongzhou for many years.
In terms of numbers, excluding the two groups of men who set up separate battlefields, there were two hundred and thirteen people left on each side, which was exactly the same.
It's just that the Zhongzhou Jianghu people whose individual strength is far superior to their opponents have difficulty in quickly ending the fight with a crushing force, and can only barely maintain the balance of the situation.
After all, everyone has been fighting hard for a long time. Their physical, mental and internal strength have been pushed to the limit countless times.
On the other hand, the members of the Red Sect and the Japanese were almost numb and desperate in attacking wave after wave. They were not tired at all. Even if their eyesight was poor, they could still detect that the other party had taken the medicine to gain height at the expense of qi and blood. The elixir of combat power.
Amidst this ebb and flow, there are many good players in Renzhongzhou's arena, and the situation is still not optimistic.
The red-clothed sect's desperate last-ditch effort didn't involve many ingenious strategies. It was basically just a matter of stacking up numbers and attrition, exchanging lives for lives.
The cost of cutting flesh with a blunt knife is a comparison of who has the tougher life on both sides.
If it could take another hour or two, the Red Sect would probably die due to exhaustion of energy and blood.
However, how many of the Zhongzhou warriors who have been fighting fiercely all night can hold on for another hour or two?
Even if they survive those one or two hours, when the members of the Red Sect and the Japanese people seek self-destruction, everything may not be all right.
After all, Hongshang and Tu Wanfang were still there, so when everyone was exhausted, weren't they still in a situation where they were at the mercy of others?
Fortunately, the current tense situation makes everyone tired to deal with it. Even if pessimism arises, they have to stop thinking and parry the enemy's offensive.
Unfortunately, the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly.
Not long after a Japanese strongman with a black scarf on his head was killed by Yu Le's sword that pierced his heart, he picked up his sword again and slashed through the crowd, breaking people's bones and smashing their heads with his hands. The remaining lives were not completely extinguished until several people worked together to behead them and cut off their limbs, just like a weakened version of the living dead who slaughtered Wanfang!
People in Zhongzhou are enveloped in a heavy haze.
Jiang Yichen, who was not too far away from the incident, seemed to think of something when he saw this situation, but his memory was a little fuzzy and he needed to think more carefully.
Jiang Yichen, Meng Chaoge and the other five people from Tingyu Pavilion joined the battlefield after the five hundred red-clad and black armored men charged.
Only the five of them left the Anbu Liaison Inn and entered Putian, but there were more than five of them who joined the battlefield at the foot of Jiulian Mountain.
Before the fire in Southern Shaolin, Tingyuge, Tushita Gang, and Buji Island invited ten gangs, led by the three famous sects of Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei, to join forces including Zui Hongyan, Hongchen Inn, Sanrenju, and Shahaiwu. The righteous masters launched an operation to slay demons.
It is hoped that through the three Shaolin gold seals, the forces intending to destabilize Zhongzhou will be drawn out, and their effective strength will be consumed, making them unable to sit still and jump up to cause chaos, so as to achieve a situation of internal peace before the large-scale invasion by foreign barbarians.
Unexpectedly, the destruction of the three secret caves in Pinghai County drove Hongshang crazy. After such interference, many of the previous arrangements were messed up, but they were not completely useless.
The Demon-Slaying Operation can also be called Demon-Slaying Operation.
But the focus is on destroying the Red Sect and Tu Wanfang first, and other things can be put aside for now.
After successfully reuniting with the people in the pavilion and other friends, Jiang Yichen and the other five members were glad that everyone was basically there.
But so far in the battle, at least 30% of the people have died.
In addition to the four members of the Red Sect, nine of the people who had just died under the sword of the Japanese samurai were members of the Zangfeng Pavilion.
Although he had nothing to do with Yu Le, and was inevitably hostile to Zangfeng Pavilion and the possible Yu family's purpose behind it, Jiang Yichen was really feeling uncomfortable at the moment, feeling regretful and angry at this inexplicable sacrifice.
Jiang Yichen is certain that this matter is closely related to the Nether Sect.
After entering the venue, he smelled the scent of Nether Sect's elixirs from the energetic members of the Red Sect.
The Nether Sect did not appear in Putian, but participated in this battle in another way.
Even if the Red Clothes Sect has money, they may not be able to buy these medicinal powders from the Nether Sect.
But as long as the Nether Sect is willing to give it, the Red Clothes Sect will be worth it no matter how much it costs.
Especially for the Red Cult who is already standing on the edge of the cliff, if you can provide him with a bundle of ropes to tie more people to jump off the cliff together, then why not take out all the belongings on him?
The Nether Sect does not necessarily stand on the same side as the Red Sect. It just wants to use the hands of the Red Sect to kill the foundation of Zhongzhou's world.
Jiang Yichen didn't have much time to worry about what the Nether Sect had done, but he could already hear the woman's exclamation in his ears.
I saw a graceful figure wearing a jingle ring, being chased by two members of the Red Sect, and fell to the ground with garlic at her feet.
The two red-clothed sect members were at least elite disciples in the sect, and with the blessing of the Weeping Blood Pill, they were already as powerful as a protector.
However, the bronze-skinned woman's body movements were light and superb. After falling, she immediately rolled over, separated herself from the two of them, and then made several light leaps. She took advantage of the terrain to deal with the two. Under the blockade, there is little room for dodge.
The bamboo flute in his hand was not used to deal with the enemy. After avoiding two attacks, the situation became more and more dangerous!
The woman in a light gauze shirt glanced to the west, as if she wanted to call for help, but she bit her lower lip and blocked the incoming knife with her flute.
The flute was cut off, and the woman rolled to the east, but she couldn't escape far. She must have died in five moves.
Ji Qianlin, who had always had Chang Kun by her side before, lost her shelter because Chang Kun was knocked down by three members of the Red Sect.
However, the voodoo technique had little effect in front of this group of drug addicts, so the two elite cult members forced Ji Qianlin to flee.
Seeing that Ji Qianlin was about to be in danger, Jiang Yichen sighed, jumped forward, and in a few steps, he thrust his spear across the two slashing swords.
However, he was unable to follow up, and while the spear shook, he only took two red-clothed sect members on the left and right back two steps.
However, this little gap was enough for Ji Qianlin to get out of trouble.
With his bare feet, he lightly followed the shaft of the black gun he had reached and landed beside Jiang Yichen.
The members of the Red Clothes Sect also reacted very quickly. When Ji Qianlin landed on the ground, two machetes were already within easy reach of Jiang Yichen.
But Jiang Yichen turned sideways and let the knife shine.
With a swish sound, the black gun did not move, and the hands holding the swords of the two red-clothed sect members were severed from their wrists!
Hearing two more thuds, the two of them were killed one after another within a breath!
Ji Qianlin had no idea who saved her life.
It can be seen that this man has another hand hidden besides his spear, and his beautiful eyes have recognized the other person's identity in a blink of an eye.
Then he put his hands on Jiang Yichen's shoulders and neck, walked around his body, and threw himself into his arms. He opened his red lips slightly, breathed out the fragrance, and said with a sweet smile like a silver bell: "Thank you, little brother, for saving the life of the slave family. There is no one in the slave family." If I want to repay you, I can only pledge myself to you!"
Happy May Day everyone!
In addition, Xiao Jiang’s birthday is celebrated today in advance. Friends who are passing by can please leave a blessing for Xiao Jiang on the character birthday event page before leaving!
Thank you all! ~
