On the wall that sealed Moon Bay, the barbarians on the two watchtowers had been paying attention to the massacre that had happened inside, and had not noticed anything unusual outside, until the footsteps of the Ming army came, and the two of them turned around. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The faces of the two of them froze there instantly, their mouths were wide open, and for a while, they couldn't make any sound, and after a long time, one of them finally reacted, and he didn't have time to take the bell hammer on the ground, so he directly waved the saber in his hand and smashed it heavily on the bronze bell hanging from the watchtower.

The sound of Dangdang instantly shattered the last haze between the dawn, and the thin mist seemed to be swept away by the long sound of the bell, and the Ming army on the opposite side was only a few hundred steps away from them.

It was only then that the other brute came to his senses, and he had just stood under the bell, and the sound of the great brass bell still ringing in his ears, and he raised his throat and roared loudly.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" He didn't hear anything in his ears, but he didn't think he was shouting, so he rushed to the city wall in a hurry, and roared desperately with all his strength.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

What he didn't know was that two strands of blood oozed from his ears just as he yelled desperately.

Hearing the alarm bells and hearing the roar of the barbarians, hundreds of Ming soldiers shouted in unison, quickened their pace, and rushed towards the city wall.

In Moon Bay, the bell rang, Murong Hong's body shook suddenly, and Huo stood up.

The shouts of the enemy attack were heard, and all the brute soldiers who were carrying the corpses into the mines straightened up and looked at the walls in confusion.

In an instant, Qin Feng's figure appeared on the city wall, and the mountain wind blowing out of the Moon Bay blew his long hair straight back, his clothes fluttering, and his long knife pointed obliquely, like a heavenly soldier descending from the sky.

"Murong Hong, let's finally meet!" Qin Feng looked at the person who was standing in the distance opposite, covered in red blood, without asking, he could intuitively feel that that person was Murong Hong.

On the city wall, two barbarians held their swords and roared and pounced on Qin Feng.

Qin Feng didn't even look at them, his left hand flexed his fingers twice, and the foreheads of the two barbarians were in the middle, and with two plops, there were two more blood holes, and they fell to the sky.

The long knife dragged diagonally, and the sound of collapse continued, and all the crossbow bowstrings on the wall broke from it. In the long laughter, Qin Feng jumped down from the top of the city, waved his backhand, and the long knife flew out, sticking squarely on the city gate, and the spider patterns extended on the heavy city gate, and then cracked into pieces of broken plates and fell, and in the process of falling, it was still constantly shattering, and before it could completely fall to the ground, it had turned into flying ashes, blown by the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

The iron knife flew back into Qin Feng's hand.

The long sword halberd pointed at Murong Hong, and Qin Feng shouted: "Murong Hong, come and die!" ”

Hearing the shouts of the soldiers, and then seeing Qin Feng's appearance, Murong Hong knew that his path had come to an end, and the earlier feeling was right, the general of the Ming Kingdom who was tracking him had indeed discovered his biggest secret, and the previous deliberate disappearance was just to let his guard down, lure himself here, and then catch them all.

Originally, there was still a trace of the last luck, even if he lost this gold mine, it was not a problem to get out by himself, but seeing Qin Feng, seeing his means of killing two soldiers, and seeing his means of breaking the door with a knife, this last trace of luck also disappeared without a trace.

"Grandmaster!" He muttered, Qin Feng had actually become a generation of grandmasters.

When Qin Feng was promoted to Grandmaster, it was on the Hengdian battlefield where he was fighting fiercely with the Qin army, and at that time, the barbarian army under Zhengyang County had been defeated, and Murong Hong had already started the escape mode, and he didn't know all this.

Now he knew that even if he wanted to, there was no way to escape. Trying to escape in front of a grandmaster is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Through the broken city gate, he saw that the Ming army was rushing with shouts, he slowly lifted the bloody knife that had been inserted in the ground before, pointed the big knife forward, and shouted: "All attack, either you die or I die!" ”

In Moon Bay, all the barbarian troops raised their swords and guns, and frantically rushed towards the city gate, they were all the core armed forces of the Murong clan, and they were all Murong's most loyal soldiers.

Qin Feng sneered and stepped forward, stomping heavily on the ground, and the first row of barbarians, who were still more than ten steps away from him, suddenly flew into the air.

The left hand was raised, and with a void press forward, the chests of more than a dozen barbarians collapsed inexplicably, and they fell to the ground without saying a word.

Two moves, killing dozens of barbarians in a row, did not make the barbarians flinch at all, but rushed forward more fiercely, with spears in their hands raised, and everyone squeezed each other tighter. If you let the other party move, it will be a disaster for them.

Qin Feng clenched the battle knife in his hand with both hands, and the mixed element true power was instantly injected into the battle knife, and the knife began to glow and turn red, this was the most violent mixed element true power.

"Die!" Qin Feng roared, brandishing his red war knife and flying towards the oncoming barbarians.

If he was single at this time, he would not do it, because if he was trapped by these barbarian troops, even if he was a grandmaster, he would have to work hard, but at this time, behind him, there were more than eight hundred elite Ming army.

He wasn't fighting alone.

When Qin Feng rushed into the barbarian army, Wu Ling took the lead and rushed in from the broken city gate.

The number of the two armies is about the same, and the combat effectiveness is not much different, this barbarian army is also quite perfect in terms of equipment, and they are even much stronger than the Ming army in terms of protection at this time, because the Ming army has been tracking Murong Hong in the mountains and forests for a long time, and heavy things like armor are not worn on their bodies.

Generally speaking, the combat effectiveness of the two armies is about the same, one is to beat the water dogs and destroy the last enemy, and the other is to know that the destruction is imminent, and the trapped beasts are still fighting.

Every minute and every second, someone falls.

The only difference was that there was a grandmaster in the Ming army who suppressed the formation, but there was no one in the barbarian army, so they had to use two ninth-level masters, Murong Hong and Murong Ming, to fight against Qin Feng together.

This gave Wu Ling a chance, except for the two ninth-level masters of the Murong clan, Qin Feng, the grandmaster, there was only Wu Ling, a master at the peak of the eighth level, who was left behind, without the restraint of the master, the iron spear in his hand was vertical and horizontal, and opened the way for his soldiers at the front of the team.

There were casualties on both sides, but the Ming army had the upper hand.

Murong Hong and Murong Ming stood side by side, the two of them couldn't even protect themselves in front of Qin Feng's grandmaster's power, they were knocked away again and again, and they struggled to get up again and again, in fact, both of them knew that the only thing they could do now was to delay the time of failure.

The two were knocked out again, this time, Murong Ming, who was a little worse in skill, couldn't hold on any longer, if Qin Feng's internal force was just strong and powerful, the two ninth-level masters joined forces, no matter how bad they were, they could resist for a while, but the problem was that Qin Feng's internal force was extremely strange, the two of them had no experience in fighting Qin Feng before, and they saw that the iron knife in Qin Feng's hand was like a torch before, but his internal force was the extremely masculine one, who knew that as soon as they fought, Qin Feng's true internal force switched seamlessly between the Yang and the Yin, This is extremely uncomfortable, and what makes them even more frightened is that if they are not careful, Qin Feng's internal breath will sneak into his body like a maggot attached to the bone, and then crawl towards his dantian like a steel needle, if they have spare time, they may be able to refine it with their own true qi, but now, it is not enough for them to resist Qin Feng with all the strength of their bodies, how can they resist these invasions from the body.

Murong Hong pulled Murong Ming with one hand, and Murong Ming couldn't stand up straight.

Qin Feng held the knife and approached the two step by step. At this time, he inexplicably remembered what happened in the Luoying Mountains, Deng Pu once told him that he and Shu Hui worked together to ambush Zuo Lixing, Deng Pu was a master at the ninth level at that time, and Shu Hui also touched the threshold of the ninth level, but they still felt that they were unable to do anything in front of Zuo Lixing, who was already seriously injured, and later although they killed Zuo Lixing, both of them were seriously injured, and Deng Pu even fell ill because of this, almost extinct hope of being promoted to grandmaster, and later Shu Chang made a move to cure his secret injury.

Now, he has two ninth-level matches, the difference is that at this time, he is at his peak, even if the opponent is not a mediocre hand, he still has spare strength.

Murong Hong dragged Murong Ming hard, looking at the Ming army in the distance, which was becoming more and more dominant in numbers, he smiled miserably, raised his head to the sky, and a round of scorching sun just jumped out of the mountain at this time.

"It's time, we can't live, at least we can drag these Ming soldiers to die together." He muttered, the sun rises, that is, when the flood in the reservoir at the end of Moon Bay pours down, in the face of the power of nature, these Ming troops in front of him, except for Qin Feng, no one else can escape death.

He raised his knife, Murong Ming also raised his knife, and the two of them moved towards Qin Feng step by step.

"If you want to die, you will die together!" Murong Hong roared wildly and pounced towards Qin Feng.

At the end of Moon Bay, above the embankment of the reservoir, a ravine had been dug up, and it was already envisaged when the dam was built, and this gully would only need to be dug a few feet downwards to trigger the mechanism, and the entire embankment would collapse and the flood would pour down.

But these few feet deep have become a goal that they will never reach. On the embankment, the corpses of the barbarians were lying all over the place, and Murong Gang's corpse was lying quietly in the ravine that they had dug for several feet, dead and blind.