The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 684
The red sun is sinking.

The night has just begun.

Meng Fang's drink sounded like a fire was thrown into a frying pan.

The birds and beasts were stunned, and the enemies who were quietly surrounded by them gave up their stealth and approached them at the fastest speed.

The quiet forest exploded in an instant!

When walking in the rivers and lakes, there is always a meal and a drink, and Bingyi is even more experienced in these old rivers and lakes.

Although it is in the forest, the selected resting place has a wider field of vision.

Zhangkuanxi River is not only convenient for water intake, but also can prevent from being surrounded on all sides.

And if you want to surround them with nothing to hide, if the enemy is not four or more first-class masters, there must be at least hundreds of thugs.

The trees in the forest are not dense, no matter how hidden the enemy is, it is very easy to reveal his tracks.

Although he was attacking at dinner time when his vigilance was easier to relax, he still couldn't escape the eyes of such a rough person as Meng Fang.

Soon, everyone saw dark shadows in the forest, interlaced and layered, and there were probably no less than two hundred figures at a glance!
More than [-] black-clothed and masked saber enemies!
No one responded to what Meng Fang had just asked.

In other words, these masked men in black answered with the knives drawn from their scabbards.

More than two hundred Dongying people?

This was everyone's first reaction.

It's just that everyone can't help but wonder if Dongying really has so many people in Fujian?

After all, based on their recent understanding of Dongying people, when they need to make sacrifices for their ideals and beliefs, Dongying people will always be particularly fearless, and will even be paranoid and crazy in order to achieve their goals.

Just like the nearly [-] warriors who hid and dormant in Fujian for more than ten years, with a wave of their hands in Hongshang, they risked their lives and threw themselves into the battle of Southern Shaolin.

Therefore, in the past few days, the den of Dongying thieves they have found in Fujian is not only poor, but also unable to pass the third-rate shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

The enemy is coming, not as much as everyone thinks, and can only copy the guy to meet the enemy.

Ping Pong Pong!

The bank of the stream, which was originally peaceful and peaceful, immediately turned into a bloody battlefield.

After a while, thirty or so black-clothed and masked men collapsed on the bank of the stream.

Under the gloomy sky, the blood oozing from the corpse flowed into the river, smudged, like a long black ribbon.

As expected by Bing Yi and the others, most of these masked men in black were mediocre, even Xiao An, Xiao Lian, and Xiao Ying alone.

Only when nearly two hundred people approached and showed their real fangs, they could finally be sure that the newcomer was by no means an easy match.

Not all of the two hundred or so people were from Dongying, and at least [-]% used their appearance to confuse their judgments.

These people also seemed to be quite familiar with the eight of them, so they adopted highly targeted tactics.

Instead of just splitting them up and breaking them one by one.

Instead, they tied Xiao An, Xiao Lian, and Xiao Ying to the sides of Bing Yi, Meng Fang, and Mo Li, respectively, limiting the use of the three strong players.

Then let Mrs. Wan Cheng and Nangong Hanyu fall into the situation of being attacked by the enemy.

Even though the eight members of Bing Yi had a timely insight into the enemy's intentions, the opponent was still outnumbered, and after sacrificing more than 20 lives, the battlefield was cut.

The enemy came prepared, and the enemy was starving and exhausted, and was besieged by this tyrannical siege.

Eight people are divided into five battle groups, and dangers are frequent.

"No, they won't be able to withstand the light rain for long."

When Bingyi spoke up, she saw that Nangong Hanyu's eight-door formation was fully open to withstand the siege of ten people, while Mrs. Wan Cheng had to use trees as cover to walk away to meet the enemy.

"Brother Meng, Xiaolian will be taken care of by me. You try to break through to rescue Xiaoyu, and then work together to help Sister Wancheng."

While speaking, Mo Li had already brought himself and Xiaoying to Mengfang and Xiaolian by opening the door.

Meng Fang simply responded, and immediately, like a wild horse, he swung a short-handled square hammer and rushed out of the encirclement.

Fortunately, Mengfang was eager to save people's lives. Most of the people in black who were besieged around them were knocked into pieces for a while, and they didn't lose their lives.

In the face of Mo Li and Meng Fang's efforts to turn the tide of the battle, although the men in black couldn't stop them, they immediately responded.

In the group of enemies behind Mo Li, a man in black with a pair of knives slid out almost clinging to the ground. The knives were like scissors, and they took Mo Li's bottom plate.

The person was in the blind spot of Mo Li's vision, and he went silently, which did not arouse Mo Li's alertness during the battle.

Seeing that Mo Li's ankle was about to be injured by the double knives in the next instant, a pair of feet with a lot of wet soil on the soles suddenly appeared on the double knives!

It turned out that Xiaoying couldn't resist the onslaught of the enemy in front of him, and happened to step on the double knives in the process of staggering back.

The figure of the man in black with two knives couldn't help but stagnate because of his back against the ground.

The man in black with two knives went from stealing a sneak attack to drawing a knife and turning around in a short time, but he had already missed the opportunity and attracted Mo Li's attention!
In order to take care of Xiaolian and Xiaoying, Mo Li restrained her greed and murder, but faced the guy who came to die, but there was no reason to let him go.

When he found the man in black with two knives, Mo Li twisted his waist and turned his right arm to the back. He wrapped the dagger around his wrist for half a circle, changing the grip from the front to the other, and the tip of the blade was straight to the two knives in black who had just turned up. The right side of the human neck.

Chi!
The double knives in the hands of the man in black with double knives failed to stop the daggers from penetrating into the flesh.

Only when Mo Li wanted to withdraw the dagger, he encountered the last recalcitrance of the man in black with two knives, whose life was coming to an end.

The man in black was no longer able to swing his two knives, let alone slashed at Mo Li when he was on the verge of death.

However, he had the energy to give up his two knives, and tightly locked the hand holding the dagger with both hands.

Failing to withdraw the dagger immediately, Mo Li did not make any further attempts.

Instead, he simply stimulated his energy to the dagger blade in his right hand, blasting a hole in the neck of the man in black with the two knives, and smoothly pulled out the dagger.

Immediately with a flick of his wrist, he held the dagger in a circle, and directly removed the hands of the man in black from his wrists.

With her hands that lost her consciousness, she grabbed her right hand in vain and let it fall off naturally.

Mo Li's means are decisive, and it only takes a moment to fight.

Because it takes a moment, Xiaolian or Xiaoying may be in danger.

Sure enough, when the man in black with the pair of knives desperately grabbed her right hand, there was also a man in black on the other side.

The opponent's target is Xiaolian.

The slightly sturdy black-clothed man swooped in front of the three of them, raised his strong legs and slashed towards Xiaolian!

Xiao Lian was originally dealing with other men in black, and in his field of vision, he noticed a black shadow coming from his head and covering his face, hurriedly blocking his arms.

Even if Xiao Lian, who is thin, does a lot of rough work, her thin arms can't stop this cheating.

Immediately, he broke a few bones, but he gritted his teeth and didn't snort.

But the pale face and stiff stance undoubtedly showed that the pain had deprived Xiao Lian of her mind, leaving only her numb body that would not obey.

At this moment, the knife that the sturdy black-clothed man slashed diagonally almost covered most of Xiaolian's body!

Mo Li broke off the wrist of the man in black with double knives to help, and the fastest he could only destroy the strong man in black's sword, to prevent Xiaolian from becoming the soul of his sword, but it could not prevent Xiaolian from inflicting new injuries.

At the critical moment, Mo Li's double daggers plunged into the forehead and waist of the sturdy black clothed man respectively, pulling his body sideways!

Xiaoying stepped out from the side and threw Xiaolian down!
The sword of the sturdy man in black did not fail.

It landed on the right side of Xiaoying's back.

Clothes torn.

There seems to be a muffled sound.

Not a trace of blood.

Surrounded by a group of enemies, Mo Li had no time to think.

Seeing that Xiaoying and Xiaolian should be fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The sturdy black-clothed man is known as the bloody man. After Mo Li pulled the double daggers back from his body, the blood stained on the daggers was like an inexhaustible lingering.

Scarlet Double Daggers.

Stained scarlet hands.

Waving a scarlet line of blood.

Coupled with the scattered hair under the fierce battle, Mo Li looked like a lioness whose head was provoked.

With blood-stained claws, with the most ferocious posture, stand alone against the group of enemies and protect your partners!
Xiao Liangai fainted due to the pain of the broken arm.

However, Xiaoying seemed to stand up unharmed and guard Xiaolian back to back with Mo Li.

Since then, no man in black can break through the line of defense of the two and hurt Xiaolian in the slightest!
After Mengfang successfully rendezvoused with Nangong Hanyu, he also quickly received Mrs. Wan Cheng.

The power of the three of them constantly clashed left and right, helping Bing Yi and Mo Li to thin the encirclement.

In less than an hour since the start of the war, in addition to the eight scattered people living by the river bank, there are still thirty people in black and masked alive!

　I'm speechless, I really don't think about the book recently, it's very sad,,,
　　I still want to finish the book quickly, but I can't. . .

　　Even more speechless, from chapters 669 to 672, Mo Li was mistakenly typed into Mo Li.

　　The modification time limit has expired, and the editor can only change it with permission after finishing the book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)