"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Ah!"
Grassland, Huxiao Slope camp, Tang Sipan, the second leader of Tianfu Mountain, screamed desperately.
He never dreamed that the wine presented to him by this old poisonous snake was really poisonous!
Crazy, this old poisonous snake is a mad dog.
On the Huxiao Slope camp, less than 200 "Yellow Sand Army" chased nearly 2000 mountain bandits to kill.
The traps, stumbling blocks and tunnels that were laid by the mountain strongholds before have become their own places of mourning.
Chaos, chaos, the whole Huxiao slope fell into the sound of desperate wailing and screaming.
"Yu Pengcheng, are you crazy?! The Zhao caravan hasn't come yet. What the hell are you doing?"
While resisting Yu Pengcheng's fierce attack, the head of the Shooting Sun Gate, Weizhuang, roared angrily.
No one expected that in the second half of the night, when it was almost dawn, even though many people had relaxed their vigilance before, the Yellow Sand Army of Shahai Stronghold suddenly launched an attack, killing many small and medium-sized stronghold leaders at one fell swoop, resulting in a leaderless crowd.
The three leaders of the Thirteen Strongholds, namely, Shooting Sun Gate, Tianfu Mountain and Jinzhong Castle, were personally greeted by Yu Pengcheng and two other top experts who appeared from nowhere.
The wine that Tang Sipan, the second leader of Tianfu Mountain, drank before was highly toxic. Now it's going on, and he's no match for the person opposite him.
After struggling for several times, he was cut off by a knife and shouted out the curse to Yu Pengcheng.
Yu Pengcheng did not answer Wei Zhuang's words, but attacked with all his heart.
Wei Zhuang is good at shooting. It's hard to parry Yu Pengcheng's opponent who is not a sword in close combat.
Seeing that the man on the other side easily cut off Tang Sipan's head, the light of the fire was as bright as blood. Weizhuang was shocked and blurted out: "Blood knife?! Are you Yan Ke, the leader of the blood knife gate?! Ah..."
Lost in his senses, Yu Pengcheng finds out the flaw and can't dodge. He is stabbed in the leg with a knife.
Jin Tianle, the leader of Jinzhong Stronghold, roared repeatedly. A heavy sword was dancing closely, but it could only support. A tall man opposite used a long gun, which was extremely powerful.
"Dark iron spear, Hunyuan spear gang... Are you Luo Cheng, the Hunyuan spear of Yulin City?"
Weizhuang was very brainy at the moment. Seeing the man's weapons and martial arts, he cried out.
Then he turned his head and glared at Yu Pengcheng, who was coming at him step by step. He shouted, "Yu Pengcheng, are you crazy? Are you going to be the imperial court's eagle dog? Don't forget what you've done? They won't spare you!"
Yu Pengcheng smiled darkly and said: "I don't want to be the imperial court's eagle dog, but just a cooperation of mutual benefit."
Weizhuang understood his plan: "Do you want to dominate Canglan Mountain?"
Yu Pengcheng smiles and shakes his head: "It's not enough to dominate Canglan Mountain alone. I don't have such a big appetite. It's just that there are too many people sharing this day. I'd rather share it with Yulin City than with other garbage."
Seeing Jinzhong Stronghold holding Jin Tianle, it became more difficult to parry, while Luo Cheng's gun was still slow, like a big net. The gun gang kept trapping Jin Tianle's heavy sword, leaving it trapped and trapped. The rest of the leaders of small and medium-sized mountain strongholds were almost killed and injured. Only a few people remained, and it was difficult to block the "Yellow Sand Army" attack. Two thousand mountain bandits were like cattle and sheep, and were slaughtered.
In desperation, Weizhuang said with reluctance, "Qingyun Stronghold is still here. You can't succeed!"
Yu Pengcheng laughed and said: "How can you place your hope on that yellow haired girl? The direction of Yixiantian has already been sealed. In the future, this Yixiantian will be owned by our Shahai Stronghold. The 200 people in Qingyun Stronghold can only become bandits on the grassland at most, and will never return to the mountain gate again, hum! What's more, most of Qingyun Stronghold's mountain gates have been broken, and even if they want to return, they are dreaming. Brother Wei, don't worry. Although the Shooting Sun Gate is going to be destroyed, I will spare the lives of most people except your direct disciples and family members as long as they are willing to use it for me. As for your daughter, daughter-in-law and granddaughter... "
"Snitch!"
Weizhuang's eyes are about to crack. Regardless of the injury, he struggles to die with Yu Pengcheng.
However, it didn't want to hit Yu Pengcheng's plan. After all, Weizhuang is an old first-class expert, and his bow and arrow skills are unparalleled.
If you give him a chance to shoot from a distance, it will be a great threat.
Even if he can't open the distance, if he plays steadily, Yu Pengcheng will pay a price if he wants to kill him.
Now
When Yu Pengcheng was about to find an opportunity to kill Weizhuang, suddenly a cry came from not far away:
"Sheep, my sheep, grab my sheep quickly, the sheep has run away!"
"Oh, you can't hurt my sheep!"
She is a typical shepherd girl on the grassland. Several routed soldiers rushed into her camp and frightened the sheep, so the sheep were in disorder.
The shepherdess cried and went around with a crowd to gather sheep.
But a little lamb, confused or otherwise, ran towards Luo Cheng and Jin Tianle.
A shepherdess ignored several bleats of sheep, looked in the direction of Luo Cheng and Jin Tianle in fear, and finally got up the courage to catch up carefully.
If herdsmen were from other places, Luo Cheng and others would not take it seriously. If they killed them casually, they would be punished.
Only the nearest tribe, called Mi'er Qibu, is the birthplace of the Great Shaman Huchal of the Great Cang Court. His mother still lives there.
The old wolf at the peak of the master, whether it is Canglan Mountain or Yulin City, is very afraid and never wants to be provoked.
Last night, Yu Pengcheng spent a lot of money to buy cattle and sheep from the Beggar Department. It was an act of flattery
So although the war did not end, Luo Cheng made extra efforts to force Jin Tianle out of this area.
However, Luo Cheng had just turned his back to the sheep and the chasing shepherdess, when the hairs on his neck suddenly exploded behind him.
A sense of extreme danger came from behind. Luo Cheng was about to fight back with his gun. However, Jin Tianle, the leader of the opposite Jinzhong Castle, was not a mediocre man.
As a veteran of the Jianghu for many years, Jin Tianle saw the changes behind it before Luo Cheng did.
Rao Shi is about to run out of energy. At this moment, he still mustered all his spare strength. Regardless of the defense, he swore to kill with the weightlifting sword.
"Ah!!"
At the critical moment, Luo Cheng suddenly burst out and struck Jin Tianle's heavy sword with a mixed annihilating gun, which made him vomit blood and fly out. It was obvious that although he was a first-class expert, Luo Cheng's martial arts were actually superior to Jin Tianle.
Then Luo Cheng abruptly withdrew his gun and stabbed his back in the air.
Hearing the sound of "dang", Luo Cheng felt that the big black iron gun in his hand was a light, and he thought it was blocking this vicious and despicable assassination.
However, he heard Yu Pengcheng's frightened roar not far away: "Be careful!"
It was too late to react.
There was a sharp pain under the left shoulder blade. Luo Cheng slowly lowered his head, but saw an ancient sword protruding from his chest.
Luo Cheng is extremely unwilling and puzzled. The big gun in his hand is a magic weapon made of dark iron from the sky. How could it not block the sword?
"Who are you... exactly?"
Luo Cheng asked word by word, repressing the rising blood in his throat.
Behind him came a cold voice with a slight sandy texture: "Qingyun Tian Five Niangs, today, revenge for my teacher and father!"
After that, he suddenly pulled out the Heavenly Demon Sword and waved back. After more than ten years in Yulin City, the head of Luo Cheng, the flaming general of the great Qi Zhaowu, flew up.
However, before he died, Luo Cheng tried his best to pull the Hunyuan gun with the broken head to the rear.
A "bang" hit Tian Wuniang in the ribs, and Tian Wuniang flew out with a snort, and a mouthful of blood spewed out
While flying in the middle of the sky, looking at the face that has not changed even his face, Luo Cheng's eyes are full of reluctance and resentment, but he eventually fell into the mud and died.
"Damn it!"
Yu Pengcheng's eyes are splitting. He never dreamed that people from Qingyun Stronghold would sneak into the tribe of Meierqi.
If he had known this, he would not have gone to flatter the old lady in the Beggar Department even if he had lost his heart. He would have spent so much gold and silver to buy cattle and sheep.
At this time, however, there is no time to regret. The "herdsmen" who had been chasing cattle and sheep everywhere now, with the help of Tian Wuniang, turn into deadly hell one by one.
Behind a crowd of "Yellow Sand Army", the "Yellow Sand Army" was caught off guard and suffered heavy losses.
Hu Dashan, another top expert in Qingyun Stronghold, has fought Yu Pengcheng with Weizhuang with a mountain opener.
The general trend turned sharply downward.
Tian Wuniang, with the Tianzhu in her hand, faced Yan Ke, the leader of the bloody knife sect who had just killed Tang Sipan.
The pressure brought by this peerless expert, who ranked eighth in the Qi National Tiger List, was originally negotiated by several top experts to deal with it.
However, Tian Wuniang's face was still indifferent. Her eyes were like an icy lake. The morning wind was blowing at dawn, and a strand of hair on her sideburns was folded in front of her.
Yan Ke holds a dark red machete in his hand, bearing Yue Zhiyuan. Although he is hostile, he looks at Tian Wuniang with admiration.
Seeing that Tian Wuniang's demeanor was not inferior to him, Yan Ke put aside his blood knife and said in a deep voice: "The king defeated the enemy. Although Yu Pengcheng is very crafty, he still can't defeat you. It's true that there are many talented people in the Jianghu. Tian is the leader, would you like to cooperate with us?"
This is the real old Jianghu. There is no absolute enemy or friend, and only interests come first.
For the Zhao Family and the Blood Knife Gate in Yanjun, there is no difference between cooperating with Shahai Stronghold or Qingyun Stronghold.
They had no enmity with Qingyun Stronghold.
More importantly, it is obvious that this girl has a deep relationship with the grassland.
Hearing the words, Tian Wuniang lowered her eyes slowly.
On the other side, Yu Pengcheng was almost so angry that he burst out and said in a sharp voice, "Master Yan, I haven't lost yet. Why do you regret it?"
Then the five concubines said, "Your Qingyun Stronghold gate has been destroyed by me. Your sister, your useless fiance and all the people in Qingyun Stronghold will not die easily. Do you know who led the team to kill Qingyun? Do you know who is our agent?! Little bitch, do you know who killed your father when Luo Cheng found him and killed him, so that all the dragons and tigers in Qingyun Stronghold died?"
Tian Wuniang didn't even raise her eyes. She whispered, "Are you talking about Uncle Zhou Ba?"
When Yu Pengcheng heard the words, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He resisted the front and back attacks of Weizhuang and Hu Dashan, and looked at Tian Wuniang in horror, like a ghost.
This yellow haired girl
How could she know?!
Even the deepest hidden line he buried was found, and he finally knew where he was defeated
When Yan Ke, the leader of the Blood Knife Sect, saw this, he could not help but clap and praise: "What a handsome means, what a brilliant plan. Other places such as Shooting Sun Gate and Golden Bell Castle are attacked by the disciples of our Blood Sabre Sect. The Blood Sabre Sect does not invade Qingyun Stronghold. These places are all owned by Qingyun. Our Blood Sabre Sect only needs Shahai Stronghold. What do you think? "
Tian Wuniang raised her eyes, looked at Yan Ke and said slowly, "I don't have the heart to dominate the Cang Lan. In this battle, Qingyun only takes the sand sea, and I will take it myself. I will kill whoever stands in my way."
With a cry of "miso", the heaven's deadly sword came out again.
Even if it is the eighth in the tiger list, how about it?
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PS: Thank you for your reward.