The night is gray, cool, and smoky.

Mo Yu and others quickly sneaked towards the north. In order to avoid encountering the enemy who came to support from the north, everyone was extremely cautious. Even if they endured the burning pain and jumped over the sea of ​​fire, they were not afraid.

When we got around 300 meters, everyone was looking disheartened and looking miserable.

It's nothing if the clothes are burned and holes are opened. Some disciples are not cultivated enough, and their hair is burned, their skin is burned, and they are bruised and black.

** It was inevitable, and it was understandable to complain, but neither of these things happened. Everyone gritted their teeth and said nothing.

When he stopped at 400 meters, there were more than a hundred people coming down below. Judging from his clothes, he belonged to the Qingfeng Sect.

Mo Yu thought about it carefully and figured it out.

There were more than two hundred people climbing the mountain on the north side, and the leader of Kongtong attacked on the east side. The enemy was eager to support them, so those with higher levels must have taken the first step, while those with lower levels came from behind, and searched along the way.

what to do?

If you continue to move forward, you will collide with the enemy head-on. If you retreat before the battle, there will be no way out. Thick smoke is raging all around, and there is not even a place to hide, not to mention there are so many people who can't hide.

"Their number is not greater than ours, and with the nine elders, we can fight." Huang Gengri is an impatient person, and he will not hold back any thoughts he has, and will speak out tentatively.

"It's not that I don't dare to try, it's just that if there is a fight, ordinary disciples are afraid that they will suffer heavy casualties." Li Gengyu shook his head and objected.

Wang Gengche did not express his opinion, but turned to look at Mo Yu: "Mo Yu, do you have any other ideas?"

Mo Yu kept his gaze downward, and shook his head when he heard this: "The Qingfeng Sect set off two fireworks in total at that time. I am more concerned about this. If one is just to ask for help, what is the meaning of the other one?"

Having said this, Wang Gengche and others all remembered the previous situation. The Qingfeng Sect had indeed set off two fireworks, one red and one green.

"The leader took advantage of the chaos and saw a reflection coming from behind Qingfeng. Could it be that he was giving him an order?" Wang Gengche pointed out pointedly.

Mo Yu's eyes lit up and he realized, yes, it should be so. He was so nervous that he forgot that there was such a thing.

The enemy has plans secretly!

This will make matters worse. The wolf in front and the tiger in the back have to advance, otherwise the other party will react and chase madly.

"It's unexpected. Everyone must act quickly and don't get too lazy to fight!" Mo Yu turned around and expressed his thoughts.

Wang Gengche and others unanimously agreed, and then the disciples whispered the action to the back. After a few breaths, the elders in the last row all took the command.

Mo Yu slowly touched the hilt of the sword with his right hand, bowed his waist to gather strength, looked at the target first, and shouted: "Kill!"

Like an arrow from the string, Wang Gengche got up from behind and rushed to the front. Huang Gengri was slower to protect Li Gengyu. The other disciples moved in unison and rushed out with gritted teeth.

The last few elders shoulder the responsibility of protecting the disciples and wander around.

The disciples of the Qingfeng Sect never expected that a group of evil stars would appear on the way. They were stunned and did not react hastily. As soon as they met, they were cut down and their bodies were found in different places.

"There's an ambush!"

A disciple of the Qingfeng Sect let out a heart-wrenching cry, but was soon drowned out among the people in Kongtong, with a sword stabbed into his chest.

In front of Mo Yu, Wang Gengche opened the way, so there was no pressure. He blocked the left and hit the right, injuring three and killing one. He didn't stop at all and just caused some damage to the enemy.

It went smoothly at first, with more than half of the Qingfeng sect's disciples killed or injured, but a few senior officials stepped forward, retreated with their men, and organized a resistance after firing two fireworks into the sky.

"Old Wang!"

Mo Yu waved his sword to fend off the attack of two enemies and eagerly looked for Wang Gengche. Soon, he saw Wang Gengche fighting three Qingfeng elders not far away.

"The enemy has given a signal, charge quickly!" Mo Yu shouted loudly, not only to remind Wang Gengche, but also to the disciples of Kongtong.

Kongtong Mountain and the Qingfeng Sect have been feuding for a long time. Each of them is stained with the blood of the other, and they have a deep hatred. It is easy to lose your mind and miss opportunities when fighting.

As expected, some of the disciples' eyes were red and their murderous intentions were strong. They completely ignored the previous orders and rushed to kill them alone. They were killed by the combined efforts of Qingfeng disciples.

Mo Yu was both angry and sympathetic towards these disciples' presumptuous behavior. If his life-and-death enemy appeared in front of him, he might not be able to restrain himself.

While he was distracted, three enemies surrounded Mo Yu. Mo Yu was weeping. He cut off one man's long sword with a sharp force and killed the enemies together with him.

He jumped up on the spot and avoided a long knife. The third person's weapon struck the back of the sword box. Mo Yu did not get entangled and rushed downwards.

The enemy is not stupid. Seeing that Mo Yu is difficult to capture, he lets him go without pursuing him.

"Lion Split!"

Suddenly there was a shocking roar, and a red-haired lion's head formed from Wang Gengche's left arm, half as tall as a man, and slammed into the ground in front of him.

As expected, seven or eight cracks opened in the ground and spread, and the energy rolled up a wave of earth. The surge knocked more than a dozen Qingfeng disciples away, and the elders avoided it in shock.

What a Wang Gengche! He is indeed a legendary figure in Kongtong!

Mo Yu sighed in his heart, stepped forward and stepped on the shoulder of a Qingfeng disciple, shouting: "Charge!"

After saying this, he followed Kongtong's disciples through the enemy group and broke through the encirclement.

The cold wind whistled in the ears, and the pursuers from behind roared. No one had time to look back. There was only one thought in everyone's mind: If you rush down, you will win!

"Sixth Elder, do we still want to chase?" A bearded man looked sideways at a woman next to him.

The woman must be in her forties, with yellow skin and a pockmarked face. She wiped the blood from her mouth and said bitterly: "I didn't expect this old immortal to be so ferocious after losing his right arm. It's really scary! Chase, don't get close, push them into the darkness."

It's fine if the guard ambushes you."

The bearded man smiled ferociously upon hearing this, turned around and gave orders to the few dozen remaining disciples, shouting and chasing after the people in Kongtong.

Escaped and chased, they soon crossed the mountainside of Kongtong Mountain.

"Strange, why didn't they chase me?"

From the corner of his eye, Mo Yu saw the Qingfeng people stopping on the mountainside. He felt bad, wiped his sweat and looked at Wang Gengche: "Mr. Wang, the situation has changed, please slow down first."

Wang Gengche frowned and turned back. When his eyes swept across the mountainside, Mo Yu suddenly understood Mo Yu's intention. At that moment, Qi Yun's throat shut and he shouted to stop the disciple from slowing down.

However, God's will played a trick on people, and things went against their wishes. Just when the people in Kongtong were about to stop, there was a sudden roaring sound in the sky, a roaring sound that penetrated the air, and it was like people were infiltrating.

Mo Yu and others looked up in astonishment, only to see a "fire rain" that filled the sky and hit them, carrying wind and wind, and arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.

"careful!"

Mo Yu's eyes were about to burst, and he returned the scabbard with a cry, and instantly unlocked the sword box. His skills whizzed around, and he waved the sword box to form a black screen, protecting several Kongtong disciples next to him.

It turned out to be a rocket!

All the mysteries were now clear. The enemy was divided into two groups when climbing the mountain. One was in the light holding torches, and the other was lurking and following in the dark.

It's a very clever method, and the enemy is determined to put Kongtong Mountain to death.

Of course, Mo Yu didn't know that Sun Yong had ulterior motives in this move. He was helping the Qingfeng Sect but also had the Qingfeng Sect's calculations in mind, killing two birds with one stone.

The rockets were merciless and shot into the crowd densely. Mo Yu swung his sword box to block it with a crackle, and the arrows hit sparks and scattered on the ground.

Wang Gengche and several elders used the body-protecting Qi to circle seven or eight disciples in each circle, walking and stopping, looking ahead with red eyes.

The other disciples have no protection, so they each pick up their personal weapons to deal with it, either flicking or wielding it, and just try their best. The rest is left to God's will.

"Ah!", "Ugh!"...

All of a sudden, various sounds of pain could be heard, and many disciples were directly stabbed like hedgehogs, their whole bodies burned, and they lay silently on the ground.

Most of the people had one or two arrows in them, and half of them were burned before the blood could flow out. They had no time to pull them out, so they endured the pain and continued to sweep away, but they could not last long and were soon shot dead.

Crying, roaring, burning corpses...

"Mr. Wang, we can't delay any longer, let's make a desperate move!" Mo Yu felt his arms burning violently, not because he was hit by an arrow, but because he kept swinging the sword box.

Wang Gengche's eyes widened when he heard this. His body-protecting Gang Qi violently roared outwards, and he returned with a wave of arrows. He swept his right sleeve towards the disciples next to him and pushed several of them behind the elder's Gang Qi.

"The sky wants to destroy me, Kongtong, so I will go against the will of heaven!"

"The beasts roar!"

Wang Gengche bent his left hand into a claw, and the body-protecting energy rolled violently, turning gray to the naked eye. The sleeve of his right arm was empty and straight up.

Then, the protective aura swirled like a swamp, and a huge mouth poked out strangely, illusory yet real, roaring silently.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Gengche's figure turned into an afterimage and flew down the mountain. After a few breaths, the arrow rain stopped, and screams were heard in the dark night.

No need to think that it was Wang Gengche who did it!

Mo Yu didn't have time to think about it, he put away the sword box on his back, pulled it out and Youqi shouted: "Charge now!"

The eyes of all the remaining disciples were filled with hope, and each of them mustered up the last bit of strength to run away. The dead are gone, and the living should continue to be strong.

The injured were supported by their companions, and the healthy ones consciously guarded them. Unexpectedly, six of the ten elders were left.

Sweating like rain, Mo Yu led everyone to rush to Wang Gengche, and was shocked to find more than fifty corpses lying on the ground, all of which were archers from the army.

"There are still some people hiding." Wang Gengche said with three sharp arrows stuck in his body, his mouth flowing red, and a cruel grin.

"Senior brother." Li Gengyu broke away from Huang Gengri, walked to Wang Gengche with tears streaming down his face, beat his chest and blamed himself: "Junior brother is incompetent, I am dragging you down!"

A seven-foot-tall man cried whenever he wanted. Everyone in the room was silent, no one laughed at him, and most of them were in the same mood, suppressing their pain.

"It's okay, it's not a fatal injury. He won't die for a while." Wang Gengche waved his hand indifferently and drew out the sharp arrow at will, without even frowning, tapping acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

Mo Yu's lips murmured, and all his emotions finally turned into a sigh.

"Okay, let's go down the mountain first." Wang Gengche looked at Mo Yu without counting the number of people.

It's not that they don't care, but it's clear at a glance that there are only about 70 people left out of more than 140 people, half of whom are still injured and showing exhaustion.

Mo Yu nodded, glanced behind him, and found that Yinzi was still there. His right arm was burned by fire, revealing red and bleeding skin.

He Can and the young man guarding the mountain whom we met in the morning were also alive. The two had a good relationship and were inseparable. However, He Can was supported by the young man and his right leg was pierced by a sharp arrow and he did not dare to pull it out.

There were a few elders missing, and the only one I knew was Huang Gengri, who had been protecting Li Gengyu, so he was fine. However, his irritable aura had weakened a lot, and he bowed his head in sadness.

Suddenly, shouts came from far away on the mountain. Everyone turned around and found hundreds of fire sources pouring towards them, all red.
Chapter completed!