C245 An Unexpected Accident

Duan Tianya saw three people flying above the crowd. When he saw the leader of the group, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it was him.

He believed that Xue Kang and the others were the same. They were all surprised by this man's arrival.

This man took a few steps forward and came before Duan Tianya. He said, "Long time no see. How have you been?"

Duan Tianya said with a serious expression, "Why are you here?"

The man said with a smile. "I have said before that we will settle our score sooner or later. I heard about the matter between you and Half-moon Manor, so I promised Yang Master that I would discuss the difference between us. "

Duan Tianya said in surprise, "Dugu Qingping, you shouldn't have gotten involved in this. "

This person was Dugu Qingping from the Demon Soul Gang, and the other two were disciples of the Divine Blade Li Huang, the Fast Blade Lee Jingyun.

Dugu Qingping held his hands behind his back. After a few years of training, he had matured a lot. His every movement and gesture showed his calmness and composure. Dugu Qingping said: "This is between you and me. No one is allowed to interfere. "

At this time, Yang Yunjing had already walked past. He took out his sword and shouted, "Even if you have three heads and six arms, you won't be able to leave this place alive today. "

"Is that so?" Mo Xie, who was lying on the ground, jumped high into the air. Peng Sung, who was standing beside him, saw that martial uncle was safe and sound. A smile appeared on his face. Due to excessive blood loss, he fainted.

Yang Yunjing was startled and said, "You are not dead?"

Mo Xie said. "Although I am a barbarian, I am not easily controlled by others. "

Yang Yunjing said, "It seems like I have underestimated you. " He paused for a moment, then said, "Then even if you're with me, I'll still have a companion to accompany you on your way to the Yellow Springs. "

The setting sun gradually became thicker, appearing exceptionally bloody amidst the shouts of war. The afterglow of the great earth, when the blood and dust mixed together, revealed a few traces of malevolence.

The two experts from the Demon Soul Gang, who had no face to face Lee Jingyun, flashed to an empty corner. It seemed like the two of them had no intention of attacking. They neither helped Yang Yunjing nor Duan Tianya. Instead, it was Dugu Qingping who brandished his sword and fought with Duan Tianya.

Mo Xie raised his sword and stabbed at Yang Yunjing. Lin Zhuo was worried that Yang Yunjing wouldn't be a match for him, so he waved his sword to help him. Xue Kang and Hou Jian could be considered to be rivals in a game of chess, and it was difficult to distinguish them.

The people below the arena swarmed forward. Hua Lingyan's short knife flew up and down, and the Zhu brothers were killing each other happily. In the blink of an eye, dozens of people had died.

Wei Zan's wide blade was wide open, and blood and flesh were flying everywhere. As for Fiend Monk, he was waving his iron staff around. There was already hatred in his heart. He had vented the anger in his heart, causing all the enemies to fall apart. The four guardians of Miao Frontier were facing the Four Sword Formation of Half-moon Manor. Although they had the upper hand, they needed to take care of both sides at the same time, and it would be difficult for them to win in a short period of time.

While everyone was fighting, they had forgotten about the unconscious Peng Sung. Some of the people who wanted to kill him wanted to come forward and end his life. Although Mo Xie had seen it, how could he stop himself from competing with Duan Tianya? In order to convince others, he still suffered some injuries. He couldn't use his full strength to begin with, and with Yang Yunjing and Lin Zhuo's aggressive attacks, He could only watch as his junior disciple was killed.

Initially, he thought that Peng Sung would die for sure, but he was saved by a man. Someone among them recognized this man, and couldn't help but exclaim, "A sword with blood flowing from Xiao Chen's body!"

Xiao Chen stood on the spot, and no one knew why he had come here. However, if someone wanted to attack Peng Sung, he would definitely pull out his sword to help.

The night wind blew, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. The sounds of fighting could be heard without an end. The people below the arena rushed forward crazily. They knew very well that as long as they killed any one of them, they would be able to rise to fame in the martial arts world, and they would not have to worry about food and clothing.

Xue Kang's iron sword had already collapsed. Although it was made of cold iron, his sword was still made of cold iron. Fortunately, Duan Tianya's Dragon-scale Sword was in his hands.

Wei Zan and Fiend Monk's eyes had already turned red from killing each other. The Zhu brothers were also fighting with their lives on the line. As for Hua Lingyan, she had already become a blood beauty.

Corpses were everywhere in Three Paths Ridge. No one knew how long it would take for such a situation to occur.

Dugu Qingping was still entangled with him, and Duan Tianya didn't want to kill him.

The sun was about to set, and the sun was about to set. The sunset was red, and Duan Tianya was gasping for breath. The blood and sweat on his body overlapped with each other. Duan Tianya blocked Dugu Qingping's attack while thinking, If this continues, the others will die of exhaustion. "

There was always a way out. At this moment, hundreds of cavalry rushed over from afar. They were holding spears and wearing iron helmets. Hundreds of cavalry charged at the crowd. In the blink of an eye, thousands of people had been scattered. After a few rounds, about seventy to eighty percent of the soldiers had died. They were no longer a threat, and their original disadvantage had been turned around.

The hundreds of cavalry left, but no one knew who they had hired.

Dugu Qingping put away his sword and said, "Sure enough, I'm not your match. "

Duan Tianya said, "You do not intend to fight me to the death. "

Dugu Qingping said. "I have said it before, I will take my revenge fair and square. "

Duan Tianya sighed and said, "But Senior Dugu doesn't intend to make us hate each other. "

Dugu Qingping smiled and said. "Regarding the life and death battle, I don't have the qualifications to take revenge, but as a son, how can I forget about this matter?" He then said loudly to Yang Yunjing, "Today, those hundreds of cavalry have done bad things. I will take my leave now. We will meet again in the future!"

The situation was hopeless. As the Four Sword Formation fell one after another, it was hard for Yang Yunjing to call out to them alone.

Lin Zhuo saw that the situation was not good. He gave Yang Yunjing a look and both of them understood what he meant. They threw out a few hidden weapons. Mo Xie was stunned. When he came back to his senses, the two had already fled to the south of the hill.

Duan Tianya and Mo Xie hurriedly chased after them, but were stopped by more than a hundred crossbows. Looking carefully, there were more than a hundred archers hiding in the south of the hill.

Duan Tianya was worried that there would be more ambushes. At this moment, they should catch up with the rest of the henchmen.

Under the attack of hundreds of cavalry and experts, the pitiful thousands of lives had been piled up into mountains. Blood flowed like rivers. Occasionally, there would be people howling in pain. Their heads would be chopped off by broadswords, or they would be turned into meat paste by Fiend Monk's iron rod. Their deaths were miserable. Even Hua Lingyan, who had been in the martial arts world for many years, could not bear to watch any longer.

At this moment, only Hou Jian, the heavenly hook, was left. It was not that he did not want to escape, but because Xue Kang was pressing on him, he did not have the chance to escape.

It wasn't that Xue Kang's sword technique was much better than Hou Jian's, but that his sword was very fast, giving Hou Jian no chance to catch his breath.

No one stepped forward to help, because a swordsman like Xue Kang wouldn't allow anyone to interfere before the winner was decided, not even friends.

Hou Jian had lost his sense of propriety. His technique had been revealed. He was accidentally stabbed by Xue Kang's sword. His face darkened. He quickly moved back and stood on a tall platform. He looked at the mountains of corpses around him. He suddenly felt that the tide had passed, but he still laughed at the sky.