Sword Among Us

Chapter 353 students, bloody

In the woods, the sound of shouting and killing and the frequent intersection of various weapons are intertwined in the air. The sound waves are scattered and countless birds, breaking through the clouds, and the scene is like a battlefield!

From time to time, you can see hundreds of colorful disciples chasing dozens of Yipintang disciples from the woods. Everyone has bloodstains on their bodies. All the way, from time to time, some people fall to the ground, but they are scared. Instead, the disciples were more angry and fiercely rushing toward the enemy who had armed with a group of people. The young faces were unyielding, and the masters who continued to display their own tricks were shocked and angry.

All the way to kill, the people who died in their hands at least 50, they only pay eight brothers, such a disastrous death rate, changed to an ordinary gang, long ago can not stand the return to the city.

In the woods, a group of young men and women who are in good hands are mad and bite them. Every battle circle is divided into superiors. With a self-destructive killing of two hundred, the fierceness of the enemy will make some confidence come. Yipintang disciples also felt a panic and uneasiness.

Although it has absolute strength and advantage.

However, under the siege of a group of people, the sword is added, the body is constantly thinning, and the internal force is also very consuming. It is impossible for ordinary medicinal drugs to maintain the current state;

A small number of people with Yulu Pills are not good at it. At most, the companions can support one or two rounds of attacks.

"Oh shit!"

"Also when we are afraid!!"

"Even if you die, pull the entire color of the door mat back! Kill!!!" A group of tigers were bitten by the wolves, the infuriating gas is also barren, but there is no chance to supplement the internal force, under the anger, simply reflexively smashed to the nearest color coat Disciple.

A group of mysterious masters suddenly broke out and it was terrible!

Together with the fierce momentum, the disciples with seven colored doors on the spot were forced to the front by the enemies in the shadows and fell to the ground;

In the crowd, small **** is one of the few leaders.

It is now blood, and it is also the person who is at the forefront.

Originally, I had already suffered injuries. In order to minimize the death of my brothers, I had to rely on Yulu Pill to make up for the injuries and internal forces, and barely supported the front line.

A dozen counterattacks of Yipintang were the first to bear the brunt of the pain in the abdomen.

"dead!!"

A group of people actually paid attention to this fat man with amazing defense and toughness. For a long time, three people actually started to attack him. They saw that if they killed this guy, this group of students might lose a powerful pioneer. The fighting power is greatly reduced.

When the little **** squirmed and reacted, two fierce knives were already in front of them.

"roll."

As soon as the millennium was in progress, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side, regardless of the pain of the blade, and the shells hit two swords, and the master of the sword fell to the ground.

"Bastard!"

After a shortfall, Yipintang’s disciples were furious, and they were slashing at the **** people.

"rogue!"

The little buttocks turned back and saw that the blood ‘no hooligan’ was crossed by the chest with two knives, and the chest was suddenly filled with heavy and sour.

"Fuck your uncle!"

A bite of anger.

Almost wanting and not wanting to pounce on the two people in front of the knife, one punch and one foot, in the posture of angering Luo Han, the two men smashed back and forth.

The people behind him rushed, and seven or eight of them swarmed and hacked the two men who lost their balance.

However, it is impossible to save without drooling.

The mouth vomited, the little **** smashed and a group of brothers opened their blushing teeth:

"Oh... one change, the value... value!"

The first one.

"It's not for your kid to be injured in the back, you..." ‘small **** smashed’ the internal force exhausted and sat down on the ground, holding a cold body that was not rogue, with blood and tears on his face, and a hysterical roar in his mouth:

"This group is forced!! Kill all!!!"

The scene of ‘not hooligan’ and saving himself and succumbing to death is deeply stimulating to a group of color-clothing disciples, not waiting for the small p to give orders, it is already active and rushing for a few people to rush!

Several of them did not hate to cut a few knives on the body;

Except for the impact of the loss, the remaining few Yipintang disciples brushed their faces, and the body quickly collapsed and was cut to blood.

In the face of the disciples who are not afraid of death and who are fighting for their lives, the last few people have completely collapsed and lost their fighting spirit.

"kill!"

"Encircled! Don't let the dog run away!"

In the distance, countless players who heard the news saw this fierce and fierce battle for the first time, and a cold sweat drove out of the vest unconsciously.

The group of wolves killed the tiger.

Similar scenes are constantly reappearing in the woods and around.

In the battle, Yipintang disciples became aware of one thing more and more clearly and painfully.

That is, the fighting spirit and warfare of this group of students are far stronger than any gang they face; during the death of their companions, they bring anger and hatred, more companions’ death, and no fear. Some are more and more crazy warfare, the pursuit of victory, the pursuit of honor, is not like the ordinary gang disciples like a tree collapsed ... as long as there is still one person, the battle is endless!

Not dead...

Then endless! !

Because the companions around me are both comrades-in-arms, classmates who are getting along with each other, or roommates, or friends.

Growing up together, laughing together, suffering together, deeply understanding the efforts of all people, and understanding the punishment and influence of death, everyone’s death is an unforgettable pain...

and……

Even if someone is in the market, it will not be shown at this time.

One person is like this, thousands of people are like this.

Self-esteem.

At this time, it became a desperate fight.

stimulate!

Under the constant stimulation of Yipintang.

Everyone has forgotten the retreat, and the momentum of truly ruining has accumulated.

Even if the last enemy in the vicinity fell to the ground, they would look like the wolves that were hunting for the prey, and pursued the next batch of prey.

Victory...

Looking at the bodies of more than two hundred disciples on the ground, a silent pride breeds in the bottom of my heart, which is even more stimulating the arrogance of all the disciples.

"Look! One does not stay!"

Countless people spontaneously searched for each unfinished battlefield in the woods and searched for surviving enemies.

Yipintang collapsed completely.

Four hundred people to four thousand people...

The students of Caiyimen still rushed to the place, and they, from beginning to end, Yunnuoxiang, and the two strong people who were sent by them as spiritual support did not appear.

From one enemy to seven, one enemy to ten, to one enemy twenty, thirty...

The last dozen masters were forced into the middle of the woods from all directions, bloody, and the movements gradually became numb. I don’t know when to look around. The black pressure in the woods is covered with colorful disciples, the ground, the trees, dense, cold. The cruel sight is interwoven into a desperate network of death.