Even mowing the grass for such a long time will make people tired.
What's more, in the face of these, the red fire thieves were brave and fearless, and they rushed over with only one mind.
Shen Xiu then began to consciously gather his strength, not to do useless work, and became more accurate with his sword and punch.
A flash of silver light!
Throw out the punch!
It's just a big red fire thief lying on the ground looking at the moon.
Those Red Fire thieves had their chests pierced, their heads blown off, or their throats cut with a knife.
among such a crowd.
Shen Xiu also inevitably received a few scattered blows, but with his speed, after dodging, there were only some slight blood wounds, which was not serious.
When the surrounding area was empty and suddenly he didn't feel anyone wielding a knife, Shen Xiu looked around and found that there was no one around him who could stand up at this moment.
Rivers of blood flowed in the field, and corpses lay everywhere.
The murderous aura condensed in his body almost burst out of his body.
"If I don't die, I will teach you to die without a burial place!"
Seeing the slaughtered Red Fire Village, Yang Long, as the head of the family, felt terrified and extremely angry at the same time.
A pair of eyes stared intently at Shen Xiu's figure, wanting to kill someone as never before.
"You'd better take care of yourself first!"
However, Yang Jinhong in front of him laughed heartily, not caring about his injuries at all, and chose to exchange injuries with Yang Long.
No update was given to him.
A chance to escape and attack Shen Xiu.
However, this kind of entanglement made Yang Long even more furious. His anger was firmly blocked in his chest, and his emotions were beyond words.
He glanced at Shen Xiu intently.
But he decisively chose to trade injuries for injuries like Yang Jinhong.
Now that he had suddenly become a naked leader, he could only turn all his anger into strength and strike hard at the hateful guy who was entangled in front of him. superior.
If the knife breaks, use your fist; if the fist breaks, use your legs.
It's useless anyway.
Under this extremely fierce battle, both of them became extremely miserable.
Yang Jinhong's body was covered with blood, mixed with the other party's blood and his own.
His indestructible golden body has long been unable to maintain itself under Yang Long's continuous attacks. Now the only defense he maintains is his lonesome courage.
Both of them were in the same bad condition.
Seeing this, Chen Xiu looked at the situation and felt that Yang Jinhong might not be able to hold on anymore. He took a deep breath, raised his knife and rushed out.
However, Yang Jinhong didn't wait for him to arrive. He suddenly shouted loudly and his body glowed with golden light again. At this moment, blood oozed from his nostrils and eardrums.
Facing Yang Longlai's fist, he stood up bravely and faced it with his body.
Yang Long's fist hit Yang Jinhong's chest and heart very hard. There was a heavy muffled sound, and Yang Jinhong immediately spat out a mouthful of blood again.
The blood turned out to be a dark, deep black color.
However, when he encountered a heavy attack, he did not dodge or dodge. He clenched his fists with both hands and struck hard at Yang Long's undefended temples.
Yang Long in front of him felt his head was confused, and his consciousness was almost shattered by those fists.
Before he could react.
Yang Jinhong on the opposite side did it again as usual, and the extremely fierce fists hit Yang Long's temples again.
The next moment, his mind buzzed.
Then he saw darkness and lost consciousness.
Yang Jinhong looked at Yang Long, who had blood flowing out of his ears, nose and seven orifices, and suddenly smiled calmly.
The endless feeling of soreness and pain spread overwhelmingly to his consciousness from all parts of his body, from inside and outside of himself.
He spread his hands feebly.
Yang Long's body was like a limp dead snake, slumping to the ground.
Looking around, I don't know what I'm thinking of.
Yang Jinhong also suddenly collapsed on the ground, looking at the night sky and the increasingly red dawn on the mountaintop in the distance.
He couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the laughter was deafening, resounding throughout the entire Red Fire Village.
Smile and smile.
His eyes suddenly became wet and blurred with tears...
Chen Xiu couldn't help but have mixed feelings when he looked at the man who suddenly fell down and lay on the ground.
Thinking of something, he ran into the red fire thieves' mansion and went through the walls and cabinets one by one, looking for elixirs to heal internal injuries.
On the way, when he encountered the Red Fire Thief who was hiding in hiding, he thrust out his knife and dealt a decisive blow.
After searching for it, he found a locked medicine box, cut the lock on the outside and opened it, and immediately found a pile of scattered bottles and cans inside.
After picking out a few bottles of medicine to treat internal injuries, he rushed outside Dazhai.
At this time, Yang Jinhong, at some point, had climbed to the steps outside the village house.
Sitting on the bluestone slab, facing the gap on the other side of the valley, my eyes looked at the distant end of the red sunlight.
Seeing the bottles of healing medicine handed over by Shen Xiu, Yang Jinhong smiled weakly and shook his head.
"No, there's no need for it. Now I've run out of oil. Even if the Great Luo Immortal tries again, there's nothing he can do!"
Gym Leader Yang smiled and continued, "The only thing that can help the martial arts gym get out of trouble now is to get rid of you. I have fought against Wang Yuehu and I know that his cultivation is frivolous, and it is impossible to have such a promotion in such a time. The strength of the four realms,
If my guess is correct, it must be just a smoke bomb released outside, just to allow his purpose to succeed.
Judging from your strength, it’s not that you don’t have the strength to fight. Coupled with those trainings, it won’t be difficult to take down Wang Yueyue, but you need to pay attention to his poison..."
"Don't worry about me now, just leave as soon as possible..."
"Kill him, tell me, and I will lead the way."
Yang Jinhong's voice was very labored, and he was lying on the pillar, giving his whole body a rare rest.
In fact, he wanted to take matters into his own hands and put an end to Wang Yuehu who had put him in trouble and suffered all this.
But with his current body, whose oil lamp has dried up, he can't do it no matter what.
After hearing this, Shen Xiu thought for a while, returned to the village, found a few bottles of detoxifying pills, and then left the village. He identified the direction of Taixi City and thought about rushing there...
…
At this time, on a mountain road somewhere in Baihu Ridge, "Master Yang" was on his way with his teachers and disciples.
They moved in silence with each other, both with solemn expressions on their faces.
According to the current speed, it may only take one stick of incense to reach the brothers' encirclement, Red Fire Stronghold.
However, he was still very dissatisfied.
If it weren't for the few disciples who were new to the first level of cultivation and hindered the progress of the action, they might have arrived long ago.
But at this time, he couldn't be too harsh. After all, in the last moment, he still had to maintain a good image as a museum owner.
Then this time should be almost enough.
Thinking of the brothers who greeted us.
The corners of "Master Yang's" mouth couldn't help but reveal an unknown smile in the coming dawn...
