The white-haired ape suddenly went berserk and rushed towards Dalang with a broken sword.

However, Da Lang only took a step back, and at the same time, he slashed down, cracking the crazy white-haired ape's desperate plan.

While!

Even if the white-haired ape is stronger, it can't carry this knife, which is an advantage from weapons and skills.

In the spark, the broken sword fell to the ground.

Among the blooming blood flowers, the blood-stained long sword came out through the chest, which was a Shushan backstab from Luo Jiacheng.

The white-haired ape roared, ignoring the blood gushing from his chest, and waved his claws, trying to turn around and continue to fight hard.

Luo Jiacheng drew his long sword and let go of the crazy white-haired ape.

Several brave soldiers rushed forward, and the large spears in their hands fiercely penetrated the torso of the white-haired ape, raising it high.

"Ah!!h

The howls of dying echoed through the woods.

Not far from here, the white eagle flapped its wings, fanning the two soldiers who were annoyed, trying to fly.

However, an arrow from the devil crying made it completely desperate, and this arrow hit its thigh.

Originally, the wings were injured, and it needed to rely on the strength of its legs to bounce high enough to fly. However, the thigh was injured, and its strength could not be fully utilized, and it was naturally unable to fly even more because of its already difficult situation.

Now, it seems that there is only a desperate battle left.

However, this white eagle clearly did not have the courage to fight desperately.

It let out a cry of sorrow, gave up resistance, and turned into a woman in white, holding her bloody arm, lying on the ground and kowtowing to beg for mercy.

"The adults spare their lives, the adults spare their lives, as long as the adults spare the life of the concubine, the concubine is willing to do anything. ”

The white-haired ape looked at the white eagle that had been transformed into a human form, let out a sad cry, and lowered its head.

The cold spear head left the body, and the body of the white-haired ape fell limply to the ground. The woman in white who was transformed into a white eagle did not look at his corpse, but looked at the ghost cry with a wistful face, and she could naturally see that the person with the highest status here was the ghost cry.

Ghost Cry untied the bowstring, and with a coquettish moan, shoved the bow and arrow into the mouth of the big mouth, and then pressed the knife and walked over. Lowering his head, he looked at the poor woman in white, and smiled gently: "Do you know what you remind me of?"

The woman in white shook her head puzzled, and the ghost cried and said: "I once met a group of mountain bandits, they killed countless people, and the big boss among them was like the dead white-haired ape, extremely fierce, and the lives in his hands were unknown, and you, reminded me of the big boss's wife of the village, who was so pitiful in front of me at that time, I let her go." ”

The woman in white was overjoyed, and then heard the ghost cry and asked, "What's your name?"

"The concubine is white. The woman in white threw a wink, with her soft and pitiful appearance, it was very heartwarming.

"I remembered. Ghost Cry laughed, "Your eyes really look like her, almost the same." ”

With a click, Bai Yiyi's head was forcibly twisted 360 degrees, and his neck became a hemp rope.

Although the explosive power has been weakened a lot due to the weakness of the demonic energy, the explosive power of Devil Cry is still extremely strong, and the power that bursts out in an instant is enough for him to complete this kind of violent act of twisting his head in a full circle.

Bai Yiyi still had a charming smile on her face, it seemed that she died happily and did not feel pain.

"It was a mistake for me to let her go. To be precise, it was Yang An's mistake, he was young and vigorous at the time, and at that time he finally understood what color is called a bone scraper, and what is called beauty can kill.

When Ghost Cry saw Bai Yiyi's eyes, his back began to ache faintly, this was Yang An's memory warning him, although the scar left there was now gone.

The ghost crying behavior is astonishing. But no one was dissatisfied with this, and Da Lang never questioned Ghost Cry's actions because Ghost Cry was his master.

And Luo Jiacheng, although he seems to be a young chivalrous warrior who is free in the rivers and lakes, and he still considers himself a junior in front of Ghost Cry, but his actual age is not much older than Ghost Cry, I don't know how much older than Ghost Cry, I haven't seen any kind of situation, and I have experienced everything that should have been experienced, so I naturally understand the Ghost Cry practice.

As for the soldiers of the vanguard battalion around them, they are all elite, what is the elite? Elite is to kill a lot.

The elite of the Shu army, the prestige of fighting abroad, relies on the strong combat effectiveness of individuals and the courage to not be afraid of death, but it has never been famous for military discipline.

They are doing what is righteous, and they are ready to die for the good of the Race, but that doesn't mean they're good.

To put it mildly, most of them have burned, killed, and plundered, and only one or two of them have not done it. It's just that at the moment in the field, still on the march, and in the territory of the Allied forces, this is the order forbidden.

But once they reach the enemy's territory, their heavens, and then others will know what it means to do no evil.

Therefore, after the ghost cry solved Bai Yiyi, they just glanced at the corpse regretfully, suppressed the impatience in their hearts, and then hurried to the river.

The battle by the river is coming to an end, and a group of monster bandits composed of monkeys, wild boars, and leopards are being routed in a strong bow and crossbow.

Cai Wei rode a big black horse and wreaked havoc among the enemy group, causing a bloody rain.

A half-human boar spirit looked at Cai Wei blowing like a whirlwind, and wanted to escape, but his feet were already entangled in vines that broke out of the ground, and in despair, he waved his iron rod, but in the sound of metal collision, he was cut into two pieces with his club.

The wounds were not smooth, and the broken flesh was flying, which was a unique feature of Caiwei's sword. Without a divine weapon, she couldn't resist Cai Wei's sword at all, and the lethality of her sword was stronger than that of a mace.

The boar spirit, another half-man, saw the tragic death of his compatriots, cried out "sister", and with tears in his eyes, he raised his shield and crashed into him.

Then, under Cai Wei's sword, the shield shattered, and the people also shattered.

The big black horse stopped, Cai Wei smiled and wiped away a tear on his face, and the monsters were even more chilled to see it, and they were frightened by this crocodile tear, and they had no resistance, so they simply threw away their weapons, and those with armor pulled out the simple armor on their bodies and ran faster.

It's all over, and this attack comes and goes as fast as it comes.

Ghost Cry found the tiger's head in the chaos, he bent down and forcefully lifted the corpse of a wolf, and then examined his dying brother under the wolf's corpse, and with tears in his eyes, he was about to cut his brother's neck with a knife.

Devil Cry reached out and grabbed his wrist, "I'll do it." ”

Then, in his stunned gaze, Ghost Cry stabbed the wounded in the chest, black blood gushed out, and then, although his brother in the battalion was frightened and fainted, his breathing became steady.

Chen Hutou rubbed his eyes, and then quickly checked his brother's body, which was already dying.

The pulse was weak, but it was undoubtedly many times better than it had just been.

This, he looked at the ghost crying with an incredible face, really, there are really living people's knife skills in this world.