The first to suffer was the campfire on the outskirts of the camp.

The gray figure fell from the sky, like a meteor smashed into the flames.

Then, the flames exploded, and the sparks flew around like headless flies, and the burning dry wood was scattered everywhere, and the black smoke darkened the already hazy moonlight.

The disciples of Shushan immediately tore open the tent with their sharp swords and fled to the bamboo forest to the west.

Other zombies took advantage of the momentum, roaring and chasing the running figures.

The gray zombie has red eyes and flies to extinguish the second bonfire.

Then the 3rd Regiment, then the 4th Regiment......

Each bonfire gathered at least fifteen steps together, and the five bonfires, after only three breaths, had already turned into scattered flames.

At this time, Elder Yongle and the others were still half way away from the bamboo forest.

"So fast!"

Elder Yongle was secretly frightened, and at the same time, five zombies appeared in front of him. What's even more terrifying is that these 5 zombies are actually five red eyes.

Ten red-eyed eyes that burned like fire shot red light, and the lines between the movements turned into confused lines.

With a roar, five frantic figures approached quickly.

The first to strike was Joan, who, as an assassin, always had the heart of a warrior and wanted to crush the enemy head-on, rather than hurt people with a hidden arrow.

Collapse Collapse !!

Shooting while running, three arrows at once, this time, Joan played a miracle.

Three "whoosh" sounded almost simultaneously, and the leader's red-eyed claw slapped away the oncoming arrows, and then he heard two pops, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Hit both legs, one in the thigh and the other right in the knee.

For the red eye, the injury to the thigh is nothing, it is the knee that is fatal.

A foot stepped past him, and then two sword lights were incomparably bright, as if two white rainbows were staggered across the night sky.

Severed arms and neck-detached heads flew in the air, and the mangled body fell to the ground, one with a red eye and died.

The first to attack was Qiong'an, and the second was Qionghai.

However, it was Qionglou who ran to the front.

The two red eyes were injured and killed, and Qiong Lou alone faced the remaining three zombies.

His speed was too fast for others to keep up, and Qionghai, who was closest to him, was also three steps away.

It can be said that Qiong Lou has broken away from the team.

However, no one thinks it's wrong, because Qiong Lou used to be like this, although he is a disciple of the Demon Slaying Pavilion, but in terms of strength, he is more like a disciple of the Immortal Sword Pavilion.

But he is still a disciple of the Demon Slaying Pavilion after all, and team cooperation is engraved in his bones.

He can throw other disciples away in an instant, but he always relieves his strength and contributes to the team in his own way.

Working with him, the first feeling is relaxed, very relaxed.

"Big Brother is back. Looking at Qiong Lou's back, Qiong Hai's eyes flashed with fire.

Looking at Qionglou, who was getting closer and closer to him, the bloodthirsty red eye jumped up without thinking about it and completed a flying pounce.

Qiong Lou had already prepared, and his figure shook him in a flash, and with the cover of his body, a sword pierced another red eye that caught him off guard.

And the red eyes that flew up failed to fall, and Qiong Hai, who was three steps away from Qiong Lou, shot out two sharp swords on his back. Such a distance is just right for him.

A sword pierced the throat, a sword pierced the heart, Qionghai pulled the thread, and the unlucky red eye dragged in front of Qionghai, and then the two staggered, the head rolled off, the corpse fell, and Qionghai returned his sword to the sheath.

And behind Qiong Hai, it was Qiong An, who jumped over the corpse and shot an arrow in mid-air.

This arrow, if there is no Qiong Lou, is reckless. But with Qionglou, it is cooperation.

The last standing red-eyed man raised his hand to his face, and the flying arrow landed on his arm.

And as soon as he lowered his arm, a sword was already stabbing at him.

Burst!

Red-eyed mouth gaped open, and the sword stabbed through his mouth, peeking through the back of his neck.

With a thud, the blade cut through the corners of his mouth, the wound was torn all the way to the base of his ear, and his red eyes fell to the ground in astonishment.

The last red eye was actually the one that was shot to the knee at the beginning.

He only fell, and when he got up, his four companions were turned into corpses again, leaving him alone.

Looking at the figure in front of him, he scratched it. The figure stopped suddenly, causing him to grab a void, lose his balance, and lean forward. The man stabbed out his sword, and he was plunged into darkness.

Compared with Qiong'an, the fighting style of the charging Qionglou is more like a thief. His sword is like this, every sword is defenseless, every sword appears at the right time, just when the other party is not paying attention, just like a thief.

"Qiongyu, Thunder Fire Talisman!"

Qiongyu was a spirit and shot out the thunder and fire talisman in his hand.

Behind them, the Grey Lane Man is galloping in.

Rumble!

An electric snake danced, and the figure of the gray man was instantly submerged in the dirt and snow that had been kicked up.

Qiong Lou and the master and disciples passed by, and rushed into the cloud of smoke and dust with a solemn expression.

However, Qiong Lou is not alone, there is another person who follows him, it is Qiong Hai.

In the smoke and dust, a pair of huge wings blocked all the impact, and the gray man turned from a big moth into a large cocoon, blocking the raging flames and the scurrying electric snake.

The feathery fur was slightly black, and the danger passed, and he spread his wings and let out an angry roar.

Then, a brilliant sword light shot over his head and face.

Bite!

There was a crisp crisp sound, sparks bloomed, and a straight scar appeared on the gray man's cheek, the gray man's roar was swallowed into his throat, Qiong Lou's expression was tense, and the next blow of the gray man was coming, and he couldn't stop it.

Failure is a matter of course.

If it weren't for this damn north wind, the Grey Path people would have died long ago, and they wouldn't have had to run all the way.

The reason for the failure was not that Qionglou's strength was not as good as before the north wind came, but the problem was Elder Yongle. In the past, Elder Yongle would have used the immobilization technique to immobilize the Gray Dao people.

The Gray Dao manpower is infinite, and the speed is as fast as lightning, and it can only hold half a blink of an eye, but it is enough for Qiong Lou to let him pierce the gray Dao man through the eye socket with a sword, piercing his head.

And not as it is now, because his head deviated slightly by a point, and thus, from certain death to minor injury. So, the situation was reversed.

If it's just Qiong Lou alone, when the gray people fight back, it will be when Qiong Lou dies.

But fortunately, he is not alone.

A thin silk thread was wrapped around his waist, and Qiong Hai behind him pulled hard, and Qiong Lou retreated.

The claw swung into the air, and after being calculated, the gray man became more and more violent, but at the same time, he was frightened.

The blow just now almost cost him his life.

Gray people have a certain intelligence, know how to think, and naturally cherish their lives, so they have fears, so the speed is slower.

And Elder Yongle took the opportunity to retreat into the bamboo forest, and this would be the burial place of the Gray Dao people.

Elder Yongle naturally didn't expect the traps in the bamboo forest to kill the Gray Dao people, these traps only played a role in delaying the Gray Dao people, and what really worked was the ghost crying party acting as the yellow finch.

The Gray Man followed up with the bamboo forest, and immediately after, the alarm bell sounded in his mind.