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- Blood mixed with rainwater floated out from the forest, so rich that even a heavy rain could not wash it away.
Many of the leaves on the tree fell down in the fierce battle just now and fell into a pool of blood.
Withered leaves and green blood.
Five of the Seven Kunlun Sons were lying in a pool of blood, their eyes wide open, full of disbelief and horror, just like King Xiaoyao who was lying on Black Wind Mountain.
But the difference is that their fatal injury is just a bright red mark on their forehead, like a small hole from a mosquito bite.
Dongfang Bubai killed them, but he was so stingy that he didn't even want a little bit of Baqi's poisonous blood to stick to the needle.
Fortunately, there is at least one whole corpse. Their pupils reflect the bright clouds in the sky and the gradually sparse rain. The journey of life has ended, the disaster and misfortune have also ended, but the disaster of those who escaped has just begun.
Neither Lu Xiaofeng nor Xiao Feng pursued him anymore.
They still have plenty of strength in their bodies, but their hearts are already a little tired.
Jiang Dali had expected this kind of tiredness, so Jiang Dali had told the two of them that if no more powerful enemies showed up, they would not have to do anything too tiring.
They didn¡¯t understand what Jiang Dali meant by ¡°too tiring things¡±.
How can it be said that it is too tiring to be able to block some enemies for brothers and benefactors?
Even a wise person like Lu Xiaofeng is puzzled. They feel that as long as it is a matter of brother and benefactor, they will never be tired.
But now they finally understand that it will really be tiring.
When they understood, they couldn't help but want to go to Heifeng Mountain as soon as possible and find Jiang Dali and have a drink.
It¡¯s the village leader who understands them. Although they are tired, they suddenly feel less tired. This contradictory mentality can be summed up in one sentence - a scholar will die for his confidant!
They rushed straight to Heifeng Mountain in the wind and rain. Not only did they want to stay away from the bloodshed of the Righteous Alliance, but they also wanted to rush up the mountain immediately to see the outcome of the battle between King Xiaoyao and the village leader.
Although they all have full confidence in Jiang Dali, King Xiaoyao has been famous in the world for a long time. The best outcome they all thought of at this time was that King Xiaoyao could not help but retreat due to the indestructible steel body of the village leader.
If this is the result, then the best situation they want to see has already occurred. The Righteous Alliance has lost its troops and generals, and it has lost a strong man like Xiaoyao King to lead the battle. In the future, they will never think about causing trouble for the village leader.
The so-called battle between good and evil is no longer necessary.
"Besides, they have never believed that the Righteous Alliance must be righteous and the leader of Black Wind Village must be black
"Bata, bah".
The heavy rain, which has become much weaker, hits the leaves in the woods like countless drum heads.
There were no tears in the sky, but the expression on his face was more tragic than the tears. This is undoubtedly the case in the so-called great sadness without tears.
He panted violently and clutched the wound on his chest, which was increasingly numb and corrosive, and walked quickly through the forest with a severed arm and a whisk in his arms.
The arms belong to Shaolin Abbot Xuan Ji, and there are nine scars on the palms of the hands similar to those on the top of the monk's head. They look rough, cold and stiff.
The whisk belongs to Emei Mie Shitai. Although the strong Mie Mie is not the best among all the people, his fighting spirit and will to die are the strongest among them all. He fought until the end and died in Yin Hou Huan. Ken takes a step back.
The Righteous Alliance has suffered heavy losses so far in the battle. Xuanji and Miejie are dead, Sanmao Palace Sanshou Zhenren is dead, and the elders of the Tang Sect, Mrs. Tang and Mr. Tang, can run fast with oil on their soles, but they are afraid that they will lose their bodies today. Even under the pursuit of Dongfang Bubai, who was extremely fast, he could not escape death.
Even he himself felt that the rain that had weakened his life was about to end.
But he was still running away, still holding on to some hope in his heart. He wanted to escape and heard the news that King Xiaoyao had killed the leader of Black Wind Village.
The shadows of the trees ahead are sparse. Is the road ahead exhausted?
At this moment, a delicate woman's chuckle sounded in the empty eardrum.
"The master once had a close relationship with his concubine Xuandu. How come he is afraid of me like a tiger and refuses to stay thousands of miles away when he sees me?"
A chill couldn't help but surge up in Luokong's heart.
A white shadow flashed past in the woods like a ghost, and suddenly disappeared, and a whistling sound like a chirping ghost sounded in the empty eardrum.
The howl suddenly expanded like a wave, and in an instant the whole world seemed to be changing with wind and rain, filled with terrifying demons howling in the wind.Brown, bright yellow, and reddish haloes loomed in the mist, seeming to be pulled out of the foggy deep ravine, drawing an arc on the horizon, and then falling into the deep ravine.
On the Black Wind Village, Jiang Dali's burly body sat on the broad ridge of the roof, with the black cloak behind him rustling in the wind, like strong arms made of steel bars holding the fiery red Dali Fire Lindao.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on the blazing blade and the strange and mysterious realm-breaking bead. He felt the feeling of the wind blowing on the blade without thinking or thinking.
In a daze, he gradually felt that the burning and ferocious pain in his chest seemed to become weaker, and the powerful fire sword seemed to become a part of his body, extending continuously. This was a subtle feeling that could never be described.
The Dali Fire Lindao seemed to have suddenly become an inseparable part of him at this moment, like an extension of his spirit.
??The players¡¯ discussions came from various locations on the distant courtyard walls and corners, like a chaotic stream of information rushing into their minds.
The sound of two robes breaking through the wind appeared at the foot of the mountain, and the sound of footsteps approaching quickly.
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Just by listening to the two completely different foot sounds, you can tell that they are Xiao Feng and Lu Xiaofeng.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A sense of danger like needles suddenly came from the east, it stung for a while and then subsided, as if it had never happened before.
"Um!?"
Jiang Dali was suddenly alert and opened his tiger eyes. A ray of cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the mountains to the east
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