Fake Liu packed Yu Xian and Xiao Cai into the blood sedan one by one without any hesitation: "I will take you to the outside of the village in a while, and everything from now on will be all up to you. When you see the little drunkard, you must

Stop them, no matter if we are good people, we will not come back whether we are dead or alive."

"I won't leave..." The Spider Queen held the sedan door tightly: "I want to stay and be with Brother Li..."

"No!" Fake Liu flicked away the spider queen's arm with one finger: "This battle is no longer something you can participate in. You are here and can only hold us back."

The fake Liu didn't care what the other party's reaction was, he directly closed the sedan door and used the magic talisman to completely seal the sedan door: "Quickly, go to the back of the village, we will kill you."

Someone saw the fake Liu and the bald-feathered chicken escaping to the back mountain of Guiya, guarding the blood sedan on the left and right, and immediately reported: "Your Majesty, they seem to be trying to escape."

King Tianwei said disdainfully: "It's just a few juniors. It doesn't matter. Just keep the four generals. Send the order and use all your strength to intercept the fake Liu and Bald Feather Chicken. As for those juniors, I have no time to take care of it. Just make a

Come in a full-strength interception stance."

"Yes!" The secret guard suddenly raised his voice: "The troops will obey the order and use all their strength to intercept and kill the fleeing enemies. There must be no mistakes."

"Kill him!" King Wushuang was afraid of being robbed of his credit, so he immediately ordered his men to pursue the fake Liu from the left.

"Death!" Zhihuozhang roared with both arms raised, flying through the air like a roc.

The piece of paper flew into the room, and the gas around him spun into a black vortex, sucking blood all over the ground into the air, and spiraling into clouds around him. The dense blood gas attracted hundreds of ghosts to follow, and the howling of the gas mixed with the howls of the ghosts, marching forward.

It was like an unstoppable attack by thousands of armies.

The Wushuang King, who was facing the paper sheet, watched the invisible ghost gradually solidify behind the paper sheet. When the paper sheet approached, the ghosts following him had turned into a whole team of fierce armors wearing blood-red armor.

The soldier pressed hard towards him.

"Blood-soaked paper puppets!" King Wushuang exclaimed and involuntarily took a few steps back. Paper Zhang also took advantage of the situation and led the puppet army into the enemy group, entangled with the secret guards who rushed up.

However, the piece of paper walked away from the crowd and went straight to the Wushuang King. After exchanging palms with the opponent for several times, he fell back to the original place. The place where the two were standing turned into a commotion amid a series of explosions.

The Wushuang King then retreated several feet from the cover of flying earth and jumped out of the circle: "The whole team presses forward and holds the opponent back."

"Kill!" Hundreds of secret guards brandished their swords and charged into the violent soil that filled the fields without fear.

Suddenly, a dragon-shaped true energy swirled up in the earth mist, rising higher and higher with a heart-rending roar. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a whirlpool of true energy that was ten feet high and spread in all directions.

King Tianwei in the distance could clearly see the secret guards rushing towards the paper sheets, being chopped into pieces the size of rice grains bit by bit by the dragon-shaped Qi, and flung out from the whirlpool in all directions.

The flying pieces of meat were like sharp arrows, with enough power to break through armor and walls, and beat the secret guards who had no time to retreat into honeycomb-like corpses.

The Wushuang King lightly licked his cracked lips and brought the famous magic weapon "Kanli Flute" to his lips. The chilling and desolate tones of the "Seven Sounds of the Sea of ​​Blood" floated on the mountain of corpses.

With the sound of the flute lingering, Zhang Zhihua's imagination was reborn in front of his eyes. The paper Zhang who rushed in madly suddenly stopped.

Zhihuozhang only felt the sparkling water in front of him and the sound of waves surging in his ears. Although he was in a village full of loess, he felt like he was facing the vast sea.

The boundless dark red waves have a kind of shocking intimidation and sublimity. The turbulent waves in the sea of ​​​​blood can make people feel intimidated and stop moving forward. The sparkling blood waves rising with the sound of the flute hit the sheets of paper.

Both feet. The real stormy waves quickly submerged half of the village. Undercurrents loomed in the waves, and everything was extremely dangerous.

The phantom formed by the sound of the flute actually turned into a real blood-colored wave. The corpses gathered together by the Great Spinal Dragon were forcibly pulled out of the swirling energy, falling from the air like splashing rain, turning and beating.

Falling into the waves.

King Tianwei in the distance hugged his shoulders and sneered: "The fifth note of the seven notes of the sea of ​​blood - the illusion has turned into reality, King Wushuang is going to fight hard. If the paper works don't show some real skills, he will be embarrassed." Suddenly.

, paper work Zhang Yangtian

There was a long roar. The bright white silver wave formed by the strength actually forced the surging blood wave back several feet. Where the blood wave retreated, hundreds of grotesque corpses were lying on the ground. The blood in the mountain of corpses was pungent and horrific.

The Wushuang King fiercely raised his true energy, the flute sounded again, and the blood wave surged again. On the other side, the whistle reappeared, and the silver wave came back. The blood wave and silver wave saw back and forth in the limited space, competing for dominance.

From a distance, it looks like a flying dragon in a sea of ​​blood. The silver-white dragon is covered in blood, making waves. Under the sea of ​​blood, countless flesh-and-blood ghost claws are clawing at the vitals of the silver dragon from all directions, tearing them apart at all costs.

Dragon body with dragon scales.

Not long after, the Wushuang King had finished five of the "Seven Tones of the Sea of ​​Blood". The flesh and bones appeared in the joints of the Wushuang King's ten fingers, and blood flowed endlessly. The Wushuang King paused at the flute, bit the tip of his tongue, and prepared to use the last two notes to fight.

The opponent competes with each other.

The paper puppets also cut the palms of their hands and sprinkled the blood in all directions. The paper puppets, which had been torn apart in the melee, re-formed after being stained with blood, and surrounded the Wushuang King in the opposite direction amidst the roaring sound.

The remaining subordinates of the Wushuang King also waved their swords while shouting wildly, forming a human wall in front of the ghost soldiers, desperately trying to buy time for the Lord to gather strength.

"It seems that Wushuang is going to suffer a loss!" Tianling King said with a smile but not a smile: "Send the order to make some noise in the back mountain to reduce some pressure on Wushuang."

"Wait a minute..." King Tianwei suddenly changed his mind: "Is the person who dares to be here here?"

The herald bowed and replied: "They are already here. Their defense position is in the back mountain."

"Yes!" King Tianling nodded and said, "Then there is no need for our people to go over for reinforcements. Inform Mo Teidao to come see me."

At this time, the fake Liu, who had already rushed up the cliff of the back mountain, suddenly raised his hand and said: "Old Ji, look at them. I'll go over and take a look."

The village was in chaos, but there was no movement under the cliff behind the village. This made the fake Liu Bu suspect that there was an ambush hidden at the foot of the mountain. Therefore, his first reaction was to stop the blood sedan and carefully go to the bottom of the cliff.

Look.

The fake Liu just poked half of his head out from the cliff, and saw a black armored warrior under the cliff. They raised their heads and looked up at the same time. Thousands of pairs of bloody and strange eyes were fixed on the fake Liu's face at the same time.

Thanks to: book friend eczhang for awarding gold medals! He was awarded four gold medals at the same time. I was so surprised! I was so impressed!

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival~~ I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, family reunion, good food, good drinks, and good fun. However, I have to say that during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I can only update once a day. My friend is getting married on the 20th and he wants me to come over and help him tomorrow.
Chapter completed!