red dust robbery

But seeing the mottled shadows of the trees in front, someone fled staggeringly and rushed into the woods, but several black shadows rushed from behind, swooping down like black falcons hunting, grabbed one of them by the collar and mentioned In the air, the man panicked and shouted loudly: "Don't—don't take me back—ah—"

Yang Jian and Bai Yutang frowned.

From the faint skylight, it could be seen that the man was wearing the uniform of a party soldier, and judging from the number of roads the man in black walked in the wind, it was likely that he was a cultivator who had practiced magic arts.

A cold light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he clenched Zhanlu tightly tightly. In an instant, several sword lights flashed in the air, and blood was sprinkled across the ground accompanied by mournful cries, and the black shadows fell down in response.

The Dangxiang soldier who was suddenly let go fell heavily in mid-air, regained consciousness, got up in a hurry and was about to run, when Bai Yutang's was already flying down into the air, and his shadow was pressed against his neck.

The person who was still in shock suddenly shuddered all over: "Don't—don't take me back, don't let me sacrifice the flag——"

Startled, Yang Jian rushed over and grabbed his collar: "What did you say?"

The man trembled for a long time, and looked down on their faces under the moonlight: "You... are you from the Song Dynasty?"

"Be honest!" Bai Yutang yelled softly, "Why did they arrest you, what sacrificial flag? Don't tell me, they will kill you anyway!"

"Don't...don't...I said—" The man trembled in fright, "In order to enhance the combat power of the Qisha Formation, the Dharma King He Lianpeng played in front of the pawns and used a hundred strong soldiers to sacrifice to the formation every day. , I didn't want to die in vain, so I escaped..."

"Living sacrifice?" Yang Jian was horrified, and tightened his hands, "How long?"

"The seven, seven, four, and nine days that were agreed upon, the first 49 days have passed, but the Dharma King said that it was too late, and extended it for another 60 days. Today is No. [-], four days..."

Bai Yutang didn't quite understand these few words, but he became more and more frightened, but seeing that Yang Jian's face was livid, his hands paused, and Zhanlu's scabbard hit the man on the back of the head, making him groan He fell down with a bang.

"Aren't you going to kill him?"

Bai Yutang watched coldly, knowing that the man just passed out.

"He is also a poor man, there is no need to take his life." Yang Jian sighed, raised his sword, turned around and was about to leave.

But Bai Yutang called him back: "Wait, where are you going?"

But Bai Yutang said leisurely: "Since we have found out the reason, why don't we go back and discuss with everyone before taking action."

"It's too late. Today is the last day. When the time comes, the situation will be difficult to turn around." Yang Jian sighed.

"Could it be possible to reverse the crisis with your own strength?"

"Even if the hope is slim, always try."

"In that case, I, Bai Yutang, will also be with you."

"Brother Bai, you are originally from the rivers and lakes, so you don't have to get involved in this dangerous situation..."

"What a joke!" Bai Yutang shouted at him, "Am I, Bai Yutang, a person who covets life and fears death?!"

"Bai Yutang!" Yang Jian raised his voice, "The evil spirits are rampant in the Qisha Formation, why do you have to die in vain with no barriers in your mortal body?"

"Didn't you come close to death this time?" Bai Yutang asked back, "The good or bad luck of your trip is uncertain. If something really happens, how do you tell me to see Ding girl, and how can I see your nest in Kaifeng?"

When Yang Jian heard him mention Ah Jiu, his expression was a little depressed, and after a while he said: "She will understand my difficulties."

"Well, I can't stop you, and you can never leave me." Bai Yutang took a deep breath, and the shadow in his hand screamed faintly in the sheath, "If you want to go together, don't worry, although I, Bai Yutang Channeling, but it won’t cause you any trouble.”

Yang Jian looked at him, thinking for a long time whether he should knock him unconscious here with a sneak attack, and finally gave up after pondering for a long time.

Not to mention the possibility of his sneak attack, it is dangerous to keep him awake in the mountains not far from the enemy camp, not to mention that with the temperament of this white mouse, he is afraid that he will chase after him as soon as he wakes up. Come here to die?

He sighed for a long time, but suddenly remembered every life and death game they had participated in over the years. How many times have they been amazed by this white dress and sword fighting?

The self-proclaimed romantic Chinchilla is chic and reckless, but passionate, spends money like water, fights wine and sings songs, eradicates rape and eliminates evil, is happy in the world, righteousness is at the forefront, life and death can be thrown away, Zhanzhao for a lifetime, how lucky is he to have this person as a friend?

That's it.

He closed his eyes, and said slowly: "Brother Bai, you should think about it. If you go forward, you will be the blood pool hell, and you can't go back."

Bai Yutang sneered, and stood still in front of him, every word and every word, drifting into his ears, very clear: "Zhan Zhao, remember, purgatory is in front of you, with an ax and ax on your body, I, Bai Yutang, can break through!"

After the third watch, the moon is dark and the wind is high, which is the time to meet the devil.

It is a place with high mountains and dangerous valleys, where the wind howls through the steep mountains, full of evil spirits, and ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Yang Jian opened his sky eyes, blue shirt and white shadow, and went straight to Tianshu Palace, the head of the Big Dipper.

As soon as Bai Yutang stepped into the formation, he was swept and wrapped in the center by a gust of wind. The black evil spirit was like a thousand blades added to his body, and scars were cut on the skin, and scorching liquid gushed out.

Burning pain hit the whole body.

Bai Yutang frowned.

Huaying was unsheathed like a dragon and snake, but he couldn't cut the real part, only Gangfeng Lie tore his body everywhere and knocked him to the ground heavily.

The dark red blood stained the yellow sand.

It was pitch black all around, with flying sand and rocks flying, and it was impossible to see the direction.

I can't see the blue shadow when I came together.

But he can't fail, if he is not good at learning and becomes a burden to that person, wouldn't it be a waste of time to come here?

He stood on the ground with his sword, forced his body up, pricked up his ears, and tried to identify the direction with the change of the wind.

Blood dripped from the wound, gurgling down the wrist and winding on the shiny sword.

In the darkness, it looks magnificent and dazzling.

Bai Yutang was taken aback for a moment, he could only see that the mottled blood seemed to be gradually sinking into the sword body, and there was a faint blood-colored halo on the old plain sword.

The halo became brighter and brighter, and the crimson brilliance at the skyrocketing place brightened the pupils.

Bai Yutang's heart trembled, as if he had sensed something for a moment, his hands had already reacted, and he jumped up, the crimson sword light pierced the sky, the wind stopped, and the sky was as bright as day.

Before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, when he looked up, he saw a strong wind in Tianshu Palace, with yellow sand all over the sky, and a sudden thunder on the flat ground, and the huge impact set off the sky full of violent sand.

"Zhan Zhao—"

He shouted loudly, his words didn't fall into the dust of the sky, but he saw a blue figure stepping away, his brows and eyes bursting with thousands of brilliance, and he went straight to the red flags.

The divine light was like a rainbow, piercing through the sky, and seeing the banners approaching, they saw a demonic light suddenly erupted from the red banner, which bounced the divine light into the air, and the backlash shook the mountains and the ground.

Behind the flags and banners, the purple-clothed Dharma King soared into the sky, and a thunderclap struck the blue-clothed man from mid-air.

"Zhan Zhao!" Bai Yutang yelled inwardly, leaping up to catch Yang Jian's falling body, staggered and fell to the ground, when he regained his composure, he saw a mouthful of black blood spurting out, soaking through the dark blue clothes.

The Purple Clothed Dharma King looked up to the sky and laughed.

Laughter echoed in the valley, thrilling.

The resentment and evil spirit around him surged like a tide.

Bai Yutang looked at his pupils which were gradually turning blood red, and felt an inexplicable panic.

"He Lianpeng...how did he become like this..."

"He's not He Lianpeng." Yang Jian had just exerted all his strength in one blow, and then forcibly endured the force of backlash, his whole face turned pale, "We are late, the devil has already been born, he is ...Chi You..."

Chi You, the ancient god of war, reunited his soul with the help of He Lianpeng's resentment, and borrowed his body to return to the Three Realms, engulfing thousands of years of old enmity, and threw the flames of vengeance on the land of Kyushu, who can take it lightly?

Although Bai Yutang didn't know the key to it, he still felt unprecedented fear from the overwhelming evil spirits and evil thoughts.

"Hmph, the nameless junior has come to die!"

But the Demon Lord was condescending, with cold eyes and sneering eyes, bright red pupils, he raised his hand and slashed down with a palm, and there was a ten thousand zhang demon light like a knife, and Mount Tai pressed down on him.

Yang Jian's heart was startled, he jumped up regardless of the lack of breath, his eyes flashed a cold light, resisting the demon light above his head, and the brilliance was dazzling for a moment.

Bai Yutang felt that the spiritual pressure around him was suffocating.

Looking at Yang Jian's complexion becoming more and more gray, fine beads of sweat secreted from his forehead, and blue veins popped faintly, but it was a sign that his strength was about to fail.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and shouted, his eyes were silver like lightning, forcing the monster light back and dissipating in mid-air, but he lost his strength and fell heavily into the dust.

"Zhan Zhao——" Bai Yutang rushed over to help him up, took his pulse, but saw that his breath was disordered and his pulse was scattered, and he immediately felt something was wrong, "Zhan Zhao, how are you, but you can hold on... "

"Brother Bai..." Yang Jian frowned tightly, and tried his best to say, "Now... can you still find a way out?"

Bai Yutang paused for a while, and carefully identified the direction of the five elements: "Go to the southeast..."

Yang Jian nodded, with a thought in his mind, before Bai Yutang came back to his senses, Zhanlu chanted a dragon and drew a blue light.

☆、Chapter 40