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Chapter 1683 The Comer Is Not Kind (Part [-])

In front of the line of sight, one person and one rider are coming towards this side.

Black horses, men in white, and black hair dance wildly in the wind.

This galloped forward, as if there was a mass of red light wrapped around his body.

"That's it?" The saint's eyes narrowed.

In this slightly dazed moment, that person rushed forward with a single ride.

At this speed, even the fastest war horse can't run!
"My lord, is that a human? That's a fire!"

Beside him, the elder gasped suddenly, his pupils widened slightly.

The saint saw it too.

Yes, it is indeed a person, but not a person.

Because that person's eyes, blood red and blood red, are not human eyes at all.

The red light all over his body was like a ball of fire until he got close.

He was bare-handed, but his whole body seemed to be carrying a thunderstorm.

In this way, one person and one rider rushed to the front, and the soldiers guarding in front of them all noticed the abnormality, and they all took up the knives and arrows in their hands to resist.

Those big knives and long arrows were in front of him, like small wooden sticks for children to fight with, vulnerable to a single blow.

There was a burst of ping-pong-pong, and those big swords and long arrows were hit to pieces.

And the defensive formation formed by those soldiers was instantly broken through.

"The visitor is not kind, my lord saint, what should I do?" the elder urgently asked for help.

The saint was also full of astonishment, she raised her hand, "Don't be impatient, take a look first!"

While the two were discussing quickly, the second city defense line was destroyed by Luo Fengtang again.

In his hand, there was already a big knife, and the knife waved coldly in his hand, scorching people's eyes.

"They are both knives, and the power exerted in our hands is really different from the power exerted in his hands!"

The saint muttered, still full of astonishment.

"This person looks familiar. Where have I seen him?" She was racking her brains.

On the side, the elder's frightened voice sounded again.

"I remembered, it's him, it's him!"

The saint exclaimed, and the expression on her face became a little weird.

That time, she led the army of the Black Face Sect to oppress Licheng. At that time, it was also this person who rushed into the chaos army one by one.

She didn't recognize him, but she heard his voice.

He was looking for a woman named Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing...

In the long distant memory, everything about the village and mother has become distant and blurred.

Memories, what she felt were coldness and hatred.

However, that woman who only met once, every time she thinks about it in the middle of the night, she will feel a little warmth.

That's right, when she and her father were bullied by the pork dealers in Washi, it was the woman named Yang Ruoqing who helped her.

He also gave her two catties of pork!
It's a pity that she is destined not to have the good fortune to eat the two catties of pork.

"My lord saint, what are you thinking about?" The voice of the elder beside him has become more anxious.

At the moment of questioning, he pulled the saint's sleeve back, because the layers of defense over there had been breached.

The battle is coming this way.

The saint was dragged back again and again, but her eyes were still firmly fixed on the calm and unrestrained man who was surrounded by the chaos, but still entered and exited seven times.

Cold, indifferent, tall, handsome.

The well-trained soldiers under his command were able to drive Nan Wangye's soldiers to hide on the mountain.

But at this moment in front of this man, he is so vulnerable.

What shocked everyone was not only his fighting power that was different from ordinary people, but also his aura.

The blood-colored fire pupils seemed to be burning with flames.

Like Shura climbing up from hell, wherever he went, the ground was stained red with blood.

In the air, there was a smell of blood all over the sky. Although the sun was shining brightly above the head, it was like being trapped in Abi Hell.

"Get out, this man is too fierce, he doesn't look like a human being, we have to cut him with knives and arrows, it won't work..." The elder's voice came again.

The saint frowned.

When she hesitated for a moment, Luo Fengtang tore another hole in front of her.

On the ground, the soldiers were lying on the ground, all kinds of dead faces were horrifying!
"It must be possessed by an evil spirit. Pass down the order and withdraw!" The saint didn't dare to delay any longer, and gave the order decisively.

The elder was waiting for these words, so he fled in a hurry.

Because of her young age, the saint herself was only eight years old, so she was picked up and ran away by a burly guard beside her.

Not even her black lotus throne.

Realizing that the other party was about to flee, Luo Fengtang over there let out an angry roar.

That voice, like a wild beast, directly crushed the hearts of everyone.

"Quick, let them stop his feet, and protect the saintess to retreat first!" After the elder gave the order, he hurried to chase the saintess.

The soldiers in the back swarmed towards Luo Fengtang. The group of people who had been brainwashed by the sect thought completely used their flesh and blood as a wall.

Come to block Luo Fengtang, so as to buy the chance for the saintess and the elders to leave.

"Wouldn't you be looking for death if you wait for the younger generation?"

Luo Fengtang sneered, his blood-colored pupils were full of contempt and disdain.

The knife and arrow in his hand waved like a meat grinder, rushing towards him all the way.

When meeting gods and killing gods, when meeting Buddhas and beheading Buddhas, there seems to be no one or anything in this world that can stop them.

All the siege and obstruction are nothing more than a mantis holding back a car, vulnerable to a single blow.

At this moment, on the mountain.

Standing on a high rock, Yang Ruoqing followed the familiar figure behind the thick smoke at the foot of the mountain, in the camp of the Black Lotus Sect.

Tang Yazi?
Is it really him?

God!

She covered her mouth in excitement, and couldn't believe what she saw.

When he left Xiushui Town, he was still so sick that he couldn't get out of bed.

Why didn't I see him in the past two days, and he suddenly recovered?

Moreover, this combat power seems to be several grades stronger than before!

"Oh, isn't that your Fengtang? Tsk tsk, isn't this too manly?"

Xiao Yaxue also came to Yang Ruoqing's side, put her hand on her forehead and looked down.

The terrain of Wuling Mountain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but this area is full of hills, and the altitude itself is not very high.

The two had good eyesight, and at the moment the soldiers of the Black Lotus Sect at the foot of the mountain couldn't care less about adding fuel to the fire.

The fire gradually became weaker than before, and the smoke dissipated a lot.

"Qing'er, your family Fengtang's illness has been cured, and the whole person seems to have become more serious. Look, that move is really amazing!"

"By the way, why haven't I seen him use these tricks before? When did he learn it? Qing'er, do you know?" Xiao Yaxue asked.

Yang Ruoqing had also been watching the movement at the foot of the mountain, and when she heard what Xiao Yaxue said, her brows frowned.

"No, that's not Luo Fengtang!" she said.

(End of this chapter)