From the beginning, Han Wen did not intend to trust anyone, including Zhao Tong, the fourth-tier head of the West Factory who provided him with this map of the palace labyrinth. He dealt with all those who had been exposed to this map of the map of the maze. Yes, it was dealt with. Not long ago, he ordered Su Huirong to do it;

It can be said that the only person who masters this map now is Korean. What those martial arts people are fighting for is just a fake! He fooled everyone! Maybe he really did not face the world alone, but he had his own wisdom!

Sometimes wisdom is stronger than force!

"Go... turn, turn left, turn again..." The weak Han Wen looked pale, and Brudu was also injured, but the strong woman gritted her teeth and supported Han Wen and fled out quickly;

Her Tatar guards were all left here by her. Yes, she gave up those loyal guards, just to buy them some time for Han Wen to escape here, and she was still regretting her impulse;

In the palace, Hagangtongga held a huge shield and pressed it to the front, and more than a dozen Tatars were blocking the gate of the maze with bows and crossbows: "No one should think about going over! If you want to go over, you have to step on our bodies!"

Faced with the fierce martial arts heroes in the martial arts world, Ha Gang Tongga issued his warning rudely!

"Don't wait any longer! Bounce out and follow the steps of the two dogs, men and women! They must have a map in their hands! Slaughter these wild dogs outside the border first! Kill-!" The Beggar Gang's palm rod dragon roared in anger!

The maps divided into countless fragments by Bludu are still being collected and spliced, but there is not much time left. In this palace, you can feel the strong wind blowing from afar. The whistle and sound are reminding them that the black sandstorm is coming again!

"Shooting the arrow—!" Hagangtongga roared, and with a wave of his hand, the Tatar guards behind him shot out the crossbow arrows in their hands together. A scream suddenly came from the crowd, and the Tatar guards quickly installed the crossbow arrows and launched the next round of continuous shooting. Their movements were almost at their peak and they were well-trained;

"Dingding..."

The dragon head waved the bamboo stick in his hand and shot his arrows head-on. That is, because he was hiding in the crowd, the power and speed of these arrows were reduced a lot. Otherwise, he would have been shot into a hedgehog now;

"The black sandstorm is getting closer and closer! Why are they all standing there? Go side by side! If you don't go up, everyone will be buried alive by the black sandstorm! Kill them! Kill them!"

If you don’t fight hard at this time, you will never have the chance to fight hard at that time!

Jin Rongrong did nothing wrong, but for some reason, she was feeling a little depressed now, sitting on the Kirin statue without saying anything, occasionally looking at Fenglidao, and didn't know what she was thinking;

From her own perspective, she exposed the true face of Korean, which was a good thing, but... she sighed, Jin Rongrong jumped down, moved her lotus steps lightly, and a few moves came to the Tatar guards. The lancet in her hand drew a ray of light, which was so fast that it was desperate!

Hagang Tongga held a giant shield in front to act as a wall, but his movements were a little late. A Tatar guard beside him fell in a pool of blood. The beautiful girl in beggar costume broke through his defense like the wind!

"Roar—! Let me die!" With a loud shout, the giant shield slashed across like a big axe. Hagang Tongga had red eyes, like an angry lion!

To fight against this man with a natural power was undoubtedly a quest for death. Jin Rongrong jumped lightly and her body crossed in the air, as if she was lying in the air. The giant shield almost hit her body... It was so dangerous!

"Swish--!"

After avoiding Hagang Tongga's attack, Jin Rongrong also took the opportunity to swing the knife. A big hole appeared on Hagang Tongga's chest. Blood quickly flowed out of the white wound, and the stream flowed like a stream, dyeing a piece of yellow sand red;

Jin Rongrong has a nickname in the world, known as the "spirit fox". This is not only about her clever and versatile character, but also describes her light skills. Looking at the world's light skills masters who can compare with her may not find the number of slaps. She has achieved such achievements at a young age, which shows how terrifying her talent is;

Hagang Tongga's huge figure staggered a few times and barely stabilized. He wiped a handful of blood and was silent and just looked at his enemies tightly! All those who intend to hurt Princess Brudu are enemies! This is their slogan and are ready to take action!

On the other side, Ao Jian Zhao Huaian and Kuang Dao Guo Ke are fighting each other. The injured Zhao Huaian cannot show his best condition, and Guo Ke, who has no "warm-up exercise", is the same. The two of them are entangled together for dozens of moves but no winner is decided;

"Zhao Huaian, you have too much blood flowing, be careful to run dry!" Dao Kuang held the knife in both hands, which is an unusual move. He usually likes to hold the knife in one hand, which is more flexible. But now he has changed his tactics and fought with Zhao Huaian head-on, consuming every part of Zhao Huaian's energy, thus achieving the effect of killing one blow;

Zhao Huaian's face was quiet, and his vicissitudes of life looked like a stone that had been hit by wind and rain for many years, still so silent, or that... "Blade madman! No matter what, today, I will kill you!"

The firm words changed the expression of Dao Kuang's face. He raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything. He stepped under his feet and slashed Huashan with a powerful force. The friction between the blade and the air was buzzing, which was horrifying!

Zhao Huaian turned sideways and revealed a flaw, and the sword is madly here!

"Swish--!"

Blood splattered, and the pain that instantly almost made Zhao Huaian faint! But he gritted his teeth and stabbed a sword! This was a sword that had been planned for a long time, and a sword full of courage! A sword penetrated his chest! Only the unbelievable eyes of Dao Kuang looked at all this tightly;

Zhao Huaian gave up an arm just to kill this blow! He had long understood that it was impossible to defeat the sword maniac in his current state, so he made this decision to lose both sides, and it was a decision with extremely high risk and great failure! However, he succeeded!

“Ho ho…”

A wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. The knife grinned wildly, collapsed weakly. After a fierce breath, he said in a slight sense: "Cultivate my sword, kill me to nine heavens, sprinkle my blood, and move forward... There is no regret in this life!"

No matter what others think, Dao Kuang feels that he has no regrets in his life, which is enough. He likes to challenge the strong, and it is also necessary to die under the sword of the strong. The only regret is probably... He failed to fight the dead eunuch with the mysterious identity and scarred face, right?

After killing the sword maniac, Zhao Huaian didn't have much strength. The blood on his broken arm was not flowing, and he didn't have more blood flowing... Kneeling on the ground, he whistled to the sky: I hope that in the next life, I will hold my hand and grow old together!

Yellow sand is rolling around, and tragic songs about the heroes of the Jianghu are staged on the vast land in the northwest. For fame, profit, love, dreams, and the songs are sad, and the storm and clouds of the Jianghu will come to an end!

"Let the yellow sand bury everything!"

In front of the palace gate of Dabai Dingguo, Han Wen looked at this magnificent place, smiled, and fell into a coma;

The last sentence before coma was - "Su Huirong, put the golden silk in the Western Regions here on it and block it..."

"Supermaster?Supermaster?" The men of the West Factory were waiting here, and the big-headed Ma Jinliang hurried over: "I am very injured and I need to find a doctor as soon as possible..."

"It's too fragile! Leave the rest to me! Young man!" Looking at Han Wen who was unconscious, Wang Zhi smiled and shouted: "Leave here for the time being and avoid the black sandstorm! Assemble troops for me in Longmen Town and prepare to strangle the fish that escaped the net-!"

"Tartars? Do you want to come together?"

Su Huirong helped Han Wen onto the carriage, raised Liu Mei lightly, hesitated for a moment, Brutu gritted his teeth and nodded, got onto the carriage together, disappeared into the yellow sand convolved by the strong wind, and gradually disappeared;

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PS: I've pushed it hard and I'm going to be put on the shelves. I feel very moved!

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