Repugnant Gateway

There were more than 3,000 troops stationed in the north of Fangcheng County because Gu Fubo ordered to give up resistance and caused the frontline to collapse. The soldiers organized themselves spontaneously after the beginning of the war. Some people evacuated the people, and some stood on the line of defense that had been holding on for so many years with their weapons.

There was no temptation at the beginning of the killing, and the dead people were tiled from the end of the street to the other side of the street.

The whole line was defeated, and Jiu Shengzong was ready to be prepared, but Bai Shengjun's side, even if it was well prepared at the beginning, could not be stopped.

Luo Duoduo sat on the second floor window of the wooden building, looking out through the broken window, his eyes were full of killings. There was an involuntary picture in her mind. She jumped the Malan blossom on the black line, and the soldiers on both sides seemed to stand there coldly, but everyone had light in their eyes.

That is the hope that peace and tranquility bring to people, but at this moment, it seems like a world apart.

The line has been around for a long time, the black one is over there, and the white one is over here.

Now they are all red.

Anzheng emptied all his skyburst beads, covering Duan Fulong. They withdrew from the battle. Only less than 1,500 soldiers remained using the western city wall and nearby buildings as their last fortress. Everyone knows that they will be attacked sooner or later, and the opposite is more than ten times the enemy.

But this city wall is their last pride. Most of the people have already evacuated, and the imperial escaped and left this once peaceful and peaceful home. They do not know what they will become when they escape, and they can only run towards Yancheng, which is their last hope.

The soldiers all had blood on them. They were confused and they were afraid, but they chose to stand and die.

An Zheng was covered with blood. Before entering Fangcheng County, he did not expect that he would be involved in such a war. But when the war came, he did not hesitate to choose Bai Shengjun.

"I have to go."

An Zhengkan said four words to Duan Fulong.

Duan Fulong froze for a moment, pushed away the wounded soldier who bandaged himself, and straightened up to fist towards An Zheng: "Brother, I don't know your name yet, but I know, you can be a brother for life People. Let ’s go, this is the battle of the soldiers. If we are lucky to die, if we meet again in the future, we will be drunk. "

An Zheng smiled: "I am not going to leave Fangcheng County, I have to go back."

An Zheng pointed to the city: "I still have a friend there. I let her go, but she certainly won't go. Just withdrew to the last batch of people, she was too stubborn to not see her."

An Zheng cleaned up, took all the weapons he could carry, and took a deep breath: "As you said, if we are not lucky, we will get drunk."

After saying this, An Zheng lowered his head and swooped down the street towards the distance. Opposite is the army of the Nine Saints. Before the final battle, the enemies killing red eyes are looking for people in the city and see one killing one. At this time, Ang argues back, and one can imagine the consequences.

Duan Fulong shouted, Anzheng had disappeared.

"General, who is that person?"

Duan Fulong's personal soldier asked curiously.

Duan Fulong shook his head: "I don't know what his name is, he is my brother."

An Zheng ran all the way down the alley, his body lowered, and he listened to Liu Lu's eyes and looked at all directions. This place has become a hell, and it is an asura field. There is a **** smell everywhere, and it may not disappear for a few months.

He followed the road carefully back, and waited until a group of nine Saint-Sect soldiers had passed, his body flashed into the wooden building.

There were no living people on the second floor. On the ground was a dead body of a soldier of the Nine Saints, and the blood had not yet dried. An Zheng squatted down and looked at it. The man died for a maximum of a few minutes before his body was still warm. It seems that Luo Duoduo was found by the people of the Nine Saints. He looked out the window and saw at least a few hundred soldiers of the Nine Saints escorted some people to the east.

Anzheng took a deep breath and jumped to chase after opening the window.

"Enjoy!"

Suddenly a shivering shout came from behind him. The voice was not loud, but there was a hysterical feeling. An Zhengmeng turned his head and saw Luo Duoduo got out from behind the counter over there, his face pale like paper. After seeing Anzheng, she threw herself over, holding her hands tightly with both hands.

"I beg you, don't leave me in the future."

An Zheng couldn't imagine what she had experienced. That soldier might have been killed by her. This was the first time she had killed. A simple girl was suddenly injured and contaminated with human blood. How frightened and pained is she in her heart?

"I will take you away."

An Zheng squatted down, Luo Duoduo lying on his back. An Zheng tied the Luo Duo Duo to his juniors with a piece of cloth, grabbed a long knife in one hand, and took the picked crossbow in one hand, dagger in his mouth, and jumped from the window on the second floor. .

"who!"

Not far away, someone shouted, and Anzheng raised his hand and fired the crossbow. It was picked up from the dead body of Jiu Shengzong. The power of this crossbow is not great, but it is enough to deal with the soldiers. Anxiety does not dare to waste a little bit of cultivation power. No one knows who was behind on the road. Will it be a powerful practitioner? It is of course easy to kill such a soldier with the strength of security, but every waste of strength may cause a situation that is difficult to deal with later. Even if Anzheng has no word skills.

A crossbow shot blasted out, pierced into the soldier's forehead with a puff, and shot through the back of his head. The soldier snorted and fell to the ground with a long knife in his hand. An Zheng rushed out like a cheetah and ran towards the west with the fastest speed. Luo Duoduo held Anzhen tightly, his face close to Anzhen's back, and he could clearly hear Anzhen's heartbeat.

Do not know why, she felt that she was not afraid at all, and lying on the back of Anzheng, she felt that the whole world was her own.

"Stop him!"

Someone shouted loudly after seeing Anzheng behind, and a group of soldiers rushed over to stop. Anzheng raised his hand and continued to shoot at the crossbows. The twelve crossbow arrows shot out and overturned twelve people to the ground.

A practitioner suddenly rushed from the side and slashed towards the back of Anzheng. Anzheng turned around and flicked the knife sideways. The long knife made a circle around the practitioner's neck, and the handle just turned around. An Zheng grabbed the long knife and continued on. The practitioner was stunned for a moment. He lifted his hand subconsciously and touched his neck. A burst of blood spurted out, and his head rolled off his neck.

There were more and more people gathering around to hear the sound. If there were only chasing soldiers behind, it was not at all a concern, because none of these ordinary soldiers could catch up with him. However, there are more people in front.

"Yeah, there's another fish in the net."

The bald **** in a red brocade sat on the upper floor not far away drinking tea, and looked outside and couldn't help but scornfully smiled: "People over Bai Shengjun don't seem to be afraid of death, there are really many, who will He taught him that it would be wrong not to be afraid of death. "

His **** wearing a blue brocade robbed his hands and said, "Panel shift, my subordinates are willing to go."

"Lian Chengli, your cultivation has improved a lot recently. It ’s okay to exercise on this occasion. Go on ... It looks like the girl behind is not bad. If you want to live, you can get some points for the Five Saints. reward."

Everyone who stood beside him laughed. Everyone knows that among the nine powerful saints of the Nine Saints, the Five Lords are the most horny, especially the little girl. Every day they have to find a few to ravage and play with. Give it to your men casually.

The blue-eyed **** Lian Chengli is a young man in his twenties, his face pale as if covered with snow. There are two thin, curly fluffs on his lips, which may be the last sign that he feels that he is a man, so he is not willing to shave off. He carried three knives behind his back, one long, one short, and one heavy blade.

The long sharp ones are like willow leaves, and the short ones look like a boning knife. The heavy knife without a blade seemed to be as heavy as a catty.

"Subordinate knows."

Lian Chengli smiled and jumped from the third floor, chasing Anzhen like a big bird.

An Zheng keenly perceived the danger behind him, and leaped forward to make a quick jump. The buzzing voice behind him was constant, and he did not know how many cicada wings were poking on the ground. If Anzheng didn't speed up, it would inevitably not hurt him.

When Lian Chengli saw that An Zheng had actually avoided him, he was immediately annoyed with a proud heart.

"Little hair thief, see how far you can run."

He flicked forward with one hand, and the cicada wings with hundreds of handles turned around like a long whip. The front end of the whip surpassed Dean and suddenly turned back, stabbing Anzheng.

An Zheng struck the long knife in his right hand, and shook the whip open. His left hand extended backward without turning back, continuously pulling the trigger, and twelve consecutive crossbows rushed by. Lian Chengli's knife twitched, and the long dragon shook all the twelve crossbows away, but Anzheng had already rushed far away at this time.

"Don't dare to fight? Then what's the use of your practice?"

Lian Chengli snorted and pushed back with both hands. Two surging forces erupted from the palm of your hand, and your body rushed forward with your strength. He withdrew the long knife from the back in midair, and fell one hundred meters away from Anzheng.

"Die to me!"

The strange thing about this knife is that the knife splits behind Anzheng, but the sword qi appears before Anzheng. In other words, this sword contains a very powerful technique of space. The knife traversed the void and circled ahead of An Zheng. Because of Su Zhao ’s order not to kill the girl, even Cheng Li did n’t dare to shoot An Zheng ’s back.

An Zheng is running forward, and suddenly feels that the aura in front of him has changed, followed by a sharp knife-like air. There seemed to be a gap in the space, and the knife gas was just right in front of him. He moved forward, slashing at him, close at hand, at such a speed it seemed impossible to avoid anyway.

The long knife in An Zheng's right hand has been hacked out, but the long knife is an ordinary product, and the knife is broken when it comes into contact with the knife. The dagger dangling in Anzheng's mouth twitched out, shattering the remaining knife qi without slowing down.

"interesting."

Lian Chengli became more and more excited in the back: "I can't think of you as a little thief. The reaction is quite fast, I think how long you can persist."

His two sleeves flicked back, speeding up after him.