Hearing Situ Chang's words, Jizhigrad replied loudly:

"In the battle between good and evil, everyone has their own different positions, so why bother talking about it? As for our grievances, since we met them today, let's settle them once! However, my people are all innocent, let them leave, and I will come to see if the Nether Sword Technique of the Situ Sect Master has been refined again, how about it? ”

Situ Chang laughed arrogantly for a while, and then said disdainfully:

"Do you think you still have the qualifications to negotiate terms with me today? To let it go or not, after our war, you won, continue to flee with your people, you lose, this is your final belonging. When you won the victory, you were so proud that you had to kill them all, but did you ever think of giving us a way back? ”

"The winner is king, the loser dies, and even Kou doesn't have to do it! Ha ha...... Without further ado, pull out your Qiankun knife, I'd love to learn again! ”

Jizhigrad hurriedly instructed Tana to wait for an opportunity to flee and leave themselves alone.

"Be sure to take Agoura and Mu Qianmei, Agoura has the talent of his grandfather China, and is the hope of our beggar tribe in the future, Mu Qianmei is the young lady of the beggar gang, I hope you can send her to Lao Zhaohua intact, our enemies are enough!"

Agoura was determined to stay and die with the tribe.

"If you really want to protect our tribe, you can flee here as soon as you see the opportunity, only if you are alive, you will have a chance, stay, our Qiyan tribe will be completely wiped out and completely disappear on the stage of history!" Jizhigrad said with both relief and anger.

Agoura lowered his stubborn head helplessly.

Jizhigrad didn't have time to say anything more, Situ Changxiao had already come to the front of the formation, and laughed wildly:

"Jizhigrad, pull out your Qiankun knife! Ten years have passed, we will fight again, I hope you are still as brave as you were back then! Haha......"

After Situ Chang finished laughing, he immediately pulled out a long sword he was carrying, the Nether Sword.

I saw that this was a long, narrow and dark and shiny long sword, and the unsheathed long sword exuded a burst of eerie evil aura.

It can be seen that the innocent souls who died under this sword must be countless.

Jizhigrad had no other choice, so he could only reluctantly pull out an old long knife behind his back - the Qiankun knife.

Both of them were on horseback, and without saying anything more, they slapped their horses and rushed towards each other......

At the moment before the two warhorses were about to meet, both of them chose to jump up from their horses at the same time, waved the swords in their hands, and fought in one place in the air.

Both of them are sixty or seventy-year-old people, and at this moment they look as light as swallows and extremely smart.

There was a sharp clatter of swords in the air.

But in the blink of an eye, it has been seven or eight rounds of fighting.

This is a real chess opponent.

Swords come and go, and figures are staggered.

The sword shines brightly, and the sword shadow flutters.

Jizhigrad's knife technique is wide open and close, and he actually takes a fierce route.

Situ Changxiao's swordsmanship is strange and unpredictable, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, which makes people unguardable.

In the white light of the glittering sword shadow, a cyan sword shadow was interspersed with it.

On the surface, Jizhigrad seemed to have the upper hand, and in the staggered figures, I saw that his Qiankun sword danced faster and faster, and the faster and faster it danced, almost completely covering the shadow of the sword.

And the Netherworld Sword is like a withered leaf in the autumn wind, fluttering lightly in the wind, rarely touching the Qiankun Knife, but like a poisonous snake, waiting for an opportunity to move, it will stab at the key point at any time as fast as lightning.

Jizhgrad's physical exertion was very great, and in the dangerous situation, the more he fought, the more he felt powerless.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, Situ Changxiao's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds.

The years are not forgiving, and the age of more than seventy years old is still a lot worse than that of Situ Changxiao, who is in his sixties.

Moreover, the physical consumption of his Qiankun sword technique was obviously greater than that of Situ Changxiao's netherworld sword technique.

After 200 moves, Jizhigrad's sword skills gradually became slower.

And Situ Changxiao's swordsmanship is still calmly displayed.

If it weren't for the fact that Jizhigrad had been through a hundred battles and had rich experience in actual combat, he would have been defeated long ago.

After persevering until more than 300 moves, Jizhigrad's forehead was already sweating, and he was a little out of breath.

Situ Changxiao suddenly accelerated, and stabbed his sword into Jizhigrad's back from an incredible angle......

Jizhigrad, whose body speed had slowed down significantly, relied on an instinct to practice martial arts for a long time, and although he narrowly avoided the vital point, he let the long sword pierce his body.

Jizhigrad tried his last strength, and Qiankun suddenly unleashed a knife and stabbed Situ Changxiao's chest.

Situ Chang smiled and dodged the vital point in his chest, and when he pulled the sword out of Jizhigrad's back with his arm, he retracted it a little slowly, and the knife cut a long and long wound, and blood immediately flowed out.

However, his injury is only a minor injury for those who practice martial arts.

The people watching from the side couldn't intervene, so they could only stand on the side and watch the battle.

At this time, seeing that both of them were injured, people on both sides rushed up, and the soldiers fought together.

Tana handed over Mu Qianmei and a few children to her subordinates, rode away at a gallop, and quickly rescued the seriously injured Jizhigrad.

Taking advantage of Situ Chang's smile to bandage his wounds, Tana left half of the soldiers behind, and under the strict protection of the other half of the soldiers, she quickly fled the scene with the wounded Jizhigrad.

Seeing that the clothes behind her father's back had been stained red with bright red blood, Tana was anxious, and her heart was as distressed as a knife, and with tears in her eyes, she hurriedly bandaged the wound of Jizhigrad on horseback.

There are not many people in the Netherworld Sect, but almost all of them are masters, but fortunately, the soldiers who stayed by Jizhigrad's side in the end are all the elites of the Qiyan tribe, especially in this grassland, they are all talents in riding and archery.

Even if you can't beat it, you can still do it after the break.

In the chaos, Tana didn't notice that Mu Qianmei, who she handed over, happened to be handed over to Mu Ren, the former descendant of Chi Na, and he took Mu Qianmei, and his eyes immediately showed a trace of unkindness.

If he can't beat Feng Tianyu's old beggar, let him lose his favorite little girl, and also taste the loss of his relatives.

However, the tribal leader had clearly ordered that Mu Qianmei should not be harmed, and Mu Ren could not do it himself, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the people of the Netherworld Sect were rushing to kill this side, and he had an idea and thought of a poisonous plan.

So he brought a big red horse that had never been tamed, put Mu Qianmei on the horse's back, and said:

"You hurry up and run first on this horse, and we'll come later!"

After saying that, he patted the horse's back, and the wild red horse immediately let go of the horse's hooves and galloped away.

Tana's preoccupation was all about Gizhigrad and she didn't notice what was going on here.

When Mu Qianmei was filming in her previous life, she once practiced horseback riding.

But those are well-trained horses, and they are protected throughout.

Now she is just a fourteen-year-old little girl, and she has never ridden a horse in her life!

The wild horses galloped in no direction.

In the night, Mu Qianmei couldn't tell the direction, she shouted loudly:

"Aunt Qiyan! Aunt Begging! ”

But in the noisy and chaotic battlefield, Tana, who was bent on bandaging the wounds of Jizhgrad, could not be heard.

Mu Qianmei instinctively clamped her legs, grabbed the horse's mane tightly with both hands, and let it run away.

Even though Mu Qianmei had the mind of a person in her thirties, she suddenly felt fear and helplessness.

In this vast grassland, where will this wild big red horse run?

Fortunately, Mu Qianmei's current body has been trained and exercised by Feng Tianyu, and she has learned Feng Tianyu's Flying Dragon Thirty-six Sticks, so her physical fitness and flexibility are very good.

After a short period of panic, Mu Qianmei gradually regained her mind and slowly regained her composure.

She knows that the most important thing now is to be calm, and the more you are in a crisis, the more you need to be calm.

The oncoming wind made her little face hurt.

Mu Qianmei tried her best to relax and think about the current situation.

The horse ran for nearly two hours before slowly coming down.

The east has gradually turned white, and a red sun is slowly rising.

Probably the horses were also tired and hungry, so they stopped and buried themselves in the grass.

Mu Qianmei jumped off the horse and walked aimlessly with the rope.

She looked at the surrounding environment, and saw that this was probably already a border of the grassland, and judging from the place where the sun rose, this should be the border of the western part of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Not far ahead, you can already see the mountains.

Xichu?

Could it be that further afield is the Western Chu Kingdom?

After stopping, Mu Qianmei gradually felt a little tired, after being called up in the middle of the night, she had been riding a horse and running, she didn't feel tired when she was in a hurry, and now she suddenly stopped and felt weak.

Mu Qianmei looked at the wild horse that brought her out, and she didn't know whether to blame it or thank it.

Whether it is left the Qiyan tribe, in this messy time, his existence is indeed quite embarrassing, and he will be in danger at any time.

Mu Qianmei tried to slowly stretch her hand to the horse's head, wanting to stroke its head and make her recognize her as the owner, after all, it is very important to her here.

She doesn't know how to make a horse recognize its owner, but she thinks that animals have established a close relationship like pets in previous lives, and they will consider themselves their masters!

Her hand stretched out slowly, fearing that it would scare it away.

For the first time, the grazing horses ducked.

The second time, the horse dodged again.

She was a little disappointed, but slowly reached for it again......

It wasn't until the twelfth time that the horse finally didn't dodge anymore and let Mu Qianmei caress its head.

It seems that it has finally recognized Mu Qianmei as the master.

"Why don't I give you a name? You're red-haired and running like flying, so I'll call you Red Shadow, okay? Mu Qianmei stroked the horse's head and said softly.