A huge force was pressed from the Blood Ning Sword to the Yin Hong Sword, weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, showing the potential to swallow mountains and rivers.
The tiger's mouth of Wu Lihai's right hand was shattered by the shock, and blood gushed out. His arm kept shaking, but he managed to hold on, not letting the blood-condensing sword press down.
Ximen Lang sneered, and kicked out his vaginal leg, hitting the opponent between the legs. Wu Lihai let out a howl, covered his lower part with his left hand, and tried to escape.
"Where to run!" Ximen Lang rushed over like a cannonball, and the blood-coagulated sword slashed down sharply.
"Ah!" Wu Lihai howled, his right hand was cut off, and the Yinhong Sword fell to the ground at the same time.
Ximen Lang said in a cold voice: "If you dare to touch my woman, you deserve to die!"
Everyone in the Beihua Sect was shocked when they saw Elder Bai Mang's defeat and injury. Chang Chenggui, the leader of the Brave Hall, hurriedly shouted: "Protect Elder Bai Mang, everyone rush..."
Thousands of Beihuamen members rushed over again with roars that shook the sky, like a pack of wolves.
Qiao Yu'er snorted coldly, waved her hands and shouted: "Brothers, charge, kill them..."
"Kill..."
Many members of the Xiaotian Gang also rushed over, not to be outdone. The two sides were like two rapids meeting, and they continued to fight with machetes, sticks and other weapons.
Dozens of Beihuamen members rushed to block Wu Lihai, wielding machetes in their hands and pounced on Ximenlang.
A cold light flashed in Xing's eyes, and Ximen Lang said angrily: "Looking for death..."
The blood-condensed sword flew out quickly, red light flashed across the sky, and there was only a soft ding-ding-ding sound. More than ten machetes were cut off, and the knife heads fell to the ground. Before these people could scream in fear, Hong Hong
The light flashed again, and more than ten people were hit by swords, and their blood spurted out, and they fell staggering on the grass.
Not far away from the top of the helicopter, the Lei sisters looked at each other and Lei Xiaohuan said: "Sister, the master is fighting, we should go over and help, right?"
Lei Dahuan smiled and said: "I think so too, let's go there quickly."
The two women jumped down from the helicopter, ran forward quickly, came to Ximen Lang, grabbed the machetes from the hands of the two Beihuamen members, swung them, and chopped the two unlucky guys seriously, causing them to fall into a pool of blood.
middle.
Both the big and small Huan had good kung fu, and they rushed into the Beihua Sect team very bravely. As the sword flashed, one after another the sturdy men fell to the ground with the sword. In an instant, more than ten Donghua Sect members were killed by her sisters.
The two were killed, blood spattered on the spot, and they became lonely ghosts.
Ximen Lang's ruthlessness was even more unimaginable. Every time he handed out the Blood Nugget Sword, a dozen enemies fell to the ground after being hit by the sword. In a short time, he killed hundreds of Beihua Sect members.
Seeing that he was so ferocious and comparable to a devil, many members of the Beihua Sect dared to step forward again and fled in a hurry.
Chang Chenggui, the leader of the Shen Yong Hall, shouted anxiously: "Don't retreat, come on..." Before he could finish his words, Ximen Lang raised his hand, and three willow-leaf flying knives flew over with the sound of the wind.
When Chang Chenggui noticed that the hidden weapon was coming and tried to dodge, it was already too late. Three flying knives were shot at him in a zigzag pattern. One was stuck in his throat, and two flying knives were stuck in his chest.
With a look of astonishment on his face, he let go of his hand, the Han sword fell, and he fell on the grass with his face up to the sky.
For a time, the leaders of the Beihua Sect were dead, injured, and their hearts were at a loss, and they retreated one after another.
Wu Lihai's right hand was cut off, and blood gushed out from the broken wrist. He grinned in pain. Seeing that the situation was over, he hurriedly jumped southward, as if he was a frightened rabbit. He was no longer the arrogant and unyielding hero of the world.
A master in the eyes.
Ximen Lang scolded, "Asshole, let me see where you are running..." He used the Divine Movement Technique to chase after him at an incredible speed. This was another remarkable result of Hunyuan Gong after breaking through the eighth level.
In the blink of an eye, Ximen Lang caught up with Wu Lihai. The blood-coagulated sword suddenly thrust out and penetrated the opponent's back. The blade passed through the guy's chest.
The look on Wu Lihai's face changed, and he fell to the ground with a plop, dying before meeting the Lord of Hell.
The four elders of the Beihua Sect have outstanding martial arts skills and can be called the first-class masters in the world. They are also the idols of many members of the sect. However, when Wu Lihai, the elder of Baimang, meets Ximen Lang, it is like meeting his nemesis. Maybe he can only admit that he is unlucky.
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The blood-condensed sword in Ximen Lang's hand swung up and fell again, cutting off Wu Lihai's head. After many members of the Beihua Sect witnessed how cruel Ximen Lang was, they were so frightened that they wanted to run away in panic.
At this time, Qiao Yuzhi, the second head of the Xiaotian Gang, led more than 3,000 people to support his daughter. He arrived just at this time, intercepted the Beihua Sect members and started fighting. Not long after, thousands more Beihua Sect members fell to the ground.
In a pool of blood. After a while, the more than a thousand surviving members of the Beihua Sect could only throw down their weapons helplessly, kneel down and beg for mercy with their hands on their heads.
In the Battle of the Grassland, Beihuamen suffered heavy casualties, with nearly 5,000 casualties and 2,700 prisoners. Among them, Wu Lihai, the elder of Baimang, and Chang Chenggui, the leader of the Shenyong Hall, died, and Shan Xingyi, the leader of the Invincible Hall, was seriously injured.
was captured.
As for the Xiaotian Gang, there were more than a thousand casualties and a heavy price was paid. In addition, many of the Thirteen Taibao were injured. The fifth Taibao Xie Dongkui and the Ninth Taibao Zhu Peng were the most seriously injured. Fortunately, they were not alive.
Danger.
The setting sun was like blood, shining on the grassland. Thousands of corpses were seen scattered in the grass. The strong smell of blood filled the air, making the place look like a crematorium.
Qiao Yuzhi's tall and plump body was covered in a camouflage uniform, and her long wavy hair hung casually on her shoulders, like a female leader.
Ximen Lang and Qiao Yuer came over and called out respectively: "Godmother!" "Mom..."
Qiao Yuzhi glanced at the two juniors and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"
Ximenlang smiled and said: "It's okay, everything is fine."
Qiao Yuer sighed: "Originally, something happened. I was caught by that vitiligo-like guy. Thanks to Xiao Lang, he suddenly descended from the sky and saved me, and killed that bastard..."
Qiao Yuzhi said angrily: "Silly boy, that guy is one of the four elders of Beihua Sect. He is known as Elder Baimang and is a first-class master in the world. I didn't expect that he died in Xiaolang's hands. It can be regarded as retribution."
Qiao Yu'er glanced at the two beauties who were slowly walking over. Knowing that these two girls had killed many enemies just now, she asked curiously: "Xiao Lang, who are these two girls? They are quite beautiful.
Are they two of your girlfriends?"
Ximen Lang smiled and shook his head, "They are not my girlfriend, they are my slaves."
Qiao Yuer's bright sky-blue eyes widened, and she asked in disbelief: "What did you say? They... two beauties are actually your slaves?"
Ximen Lang replied with some pride: "That's right, they are indeed my slaves..."