This is no longer a tough battle, but a life-and-death battle!

The momentum is like a rainbow, the sword is like a star!

Chu Tian jumped over several Tang Sect's children, held up Minghong's sword and slashed over the Zhulian Gang members who rushed up, and shouted to the Tang Sect's children who were less than a hundred people: "Brothers of Tang Sect! I, Chu Tian, ​​share life and death with you. I, Chu Tian, ​​will be the first to break into the enemy formation, and will be the last to leave, kill Ning Siyi."

These words are so exciting and tragic!

Cooperating with Chu Tian's invincible image and confident and resolute appearance, the Tang sect immediately shouted in unison, "Kill Ning Siyi!" and the call soared into the sky. No one was willing to fight without fighting, and was connected with Chu Tian's heart. He was willing to fight to the end.

Chu Tian showed a smile that was absolutely inconsistent with the cruel battlefield, as bright as the sunshine in the sky!

He looked at Ning Siyi dozens of meters away and said calmly:

"Ning Siyi, I'm going to chop off your head tonight."

Han Xue's eyes shot out a look that only Chu Tian understood, and he held up the scimitar and responded:

"No matter whether it is life or death, Han Xue is willing to follow the young marshal."

Nearly a hundred children of the Tang sect shouted again, willing to fight to the death.

Although the Bamboo League gang members were killed and injured, nearly 200 people were still able to fight. In addition, the Tibetan independence forces and other forces were constantly surrounded from both sides. At this moment, when they saw Chu Tian and the others not only not breaking through, but also chasing Ning Siyi, they hurriedly rushed up with machetes and pressed towards the Tang family's children.

Chu Tian kicked the machete on the ground and turned into two swords in his hand.

He smiled at the sky and said, "Who in the world can stop me, Chu Tian!"

Ning Siyi carried her hands on her back and ordered in a deep voice: "Kill Chu Tian!"

Seven or eight hundred enemies rushed towards Chu Tian. Under such circumstances, their ferocity and courage were awakened by the crowd, so the rushing did not stop at all. Nearly a hundred Tangmen's children were ready to die and rushed into the enemy torrent, doing their best to block the pressure for Chu Tian to facilitate him to kill Ning Siyi.

Chu Tian took a deep breath and leaped forward his body and slashed his swords.

Under the pale light, the sword light shook from Chu Tian's hand like stars flashing. Each sword was domineering force, like lightning flashes to slash towards the enemy rushing towards him. The speed was fierce and fierce. Chu Tian's clothes suddenly seemed to be facing the strong wind, close to his front, but his sleeves and sleeves were swelling wildly towards the back.

The scene was extremely strange, only Han Xuezhi knew that he did his best.

Chu Tian shot at Ning Siyi like a sharp arrow, and Han Xue followed closely to protect him. Although the two were superb, the hundreds of enemies along the way were not plants and trees. Everyone was enough to stagnate Chu Tian. After fifteen minutes, Chu Tian advanced more than ten meters, and the ground was covered with the enemy's corpses.

But he and Han Xue also added several sword injuries.

***! No wonder Zhang Sanfeng did not resist the Yuan soldiers back then, but he could not defeat the three armies.

Two Tibetans rushed towards Chu Tian, ​​and the Tibetan sword stabbed him in the abdomen. Chu Tian blew up and shot out the machete with his left hand, stabbing the enemy in front with his right hand, swinging the knife with his right hand, and hitting the enemy with a slightly slow body. Then he waved forward by listening to the sound of the wind, avoiding the knife that was cut from the back, and kicking the attacker over.

All the actions were done in one go, and even I felt very satisfied.

Today, Chu Tian has already understood the true meaning of fighting, and is deeply aware that in group battles, the most important thing is to be quick and accurate, and to kill the enemy with one move. Chu Tian stopped a little and turned his head to look behind him. Nearly a hundred Tangmen's children were gradually overwhelmed by the enemy, and only Han Xue followed him.

Han Xue chopped over two enemies and smiled bitterly at Chu Tian: "Young Marshal, go! I will cut off the rear for you!"

Han Xue knew in her heart that even if Mu Chi was present, with Chu Tian's skills, he would have a 30% chance of escaping as long as he wanted to escape. In addition, he would have to fight to the death and end the rear, and the chance of escaping was about 50%. This would be a great shame for Ning Siyi, who had set up many ambushes, but Chu Tian shook his head without hesitation.

Han Xue was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "Young Marshal, why don't you?"

Chu Tian wiped the blood from his face, and his smile still bloomed as before. He pointed directly at Ning Siyi in the distance and spoke loudly: "How can I abandon my brothers and leave? Besides, I haven't killed Ning Siyi yet! Han Xue, if you keep breathing a little longer, we can create miracles! Tonight's failure does not belong to us!"

Han Xue sighed softly, she finally understood why Chu Tian achieved today.

"Kill, ah, ah!"

More than ten enemies rushed towards Chu Tian. Chu Tian didn't want to waste too much effort on them, so he kicked out the machete on the ground continuously with his left foot, and the blood-stained weapons roared out. Several big men who rushed in the front could not dodge and were pierced by the sharp machete, and the flesh and blood flew so hard that it was suffocating.

Some machetes with remaining strength broke out from their necks!

He shot into the chest of the enemy behind with blood, facing Chu Tian's enemies one by one, and was hit by the knife as if the wind was swept away the fallen leaves. He watched the arrival of the god of death, and the blood-stained grassland. Chu Tian's fierceness and strength made the remaining Tangmen's children regain their courage and cheered in unison.

"Han Xue, follow me!" Chu Tian jumped and shot at the target.

At this time, he was only seven or eight meters away from Ning Siyi. Ning Siyi originally wanted to retreat into the hall to watch the battle, but when she thought that if she retreated, she would be afraid of Chu Tian. Her arrogant personality made her calm her mind and shouted to the dozens of Bamboo League members beside her: "Chu Tian is exhausted, rush forward and kill them!"

The Bamboo League Gang showed off their weapons and flocked to Chu Tian.

Mu Chi always carried his hands on his back, staring at Chu Tian with fun, as if he was watching his prey struggling to death.

The enemy rushed towards him, Chu Tian laughed proudly, his right hand sank slightly, and the sword flashed instantly, rushing towards the Zhulian Gangs who were rushing towards him again. Han Xue followed closely behind, like a giant Minghong sword, and Chu Tian was at the sharp edge of the blade, and he rushed into two pieces of the vanguard team attacked by the Zhulian Gangs.

Hundreds of enemies rushed from all directions to intercept them!

Although the enemy is as powerful as a rainbow, no one can be Chu Tian’s opponent. When the Tang family saw Chu Tian so brave, everyone followed him regardless of their own strength and killed the enemy. Chu Tianminghong pointed his sword at the sword. The enemy either saw blood in his throat or pierced his chest. No one dared to be sharp, and some even secretly stopped.

The battle was extremely fierce, and every inch of land was stained with blood.

The bald fat man touched his bald head and murmured to himself: "Be good, this Chu Tian is really an invincible god of war!"

No one questioned his words, including Mu Chi!

Five meters, Chu Tian killed Ning Siyi five meters away.

This distance seems not too far, but there are more enemies in front of you, let alone that guy Mu Chi stared at him. Chu Tian couldn't help but lower his head and smiled bitterly, completely ignoring the screams coming from behind him. He now gathered his strength and prepared to fight for the last five meters. Even if he died, he would kill Ning Siyi.

Otherwise, the battle tonight would be meaningless, and hundreds of brothers would be in vain.

Mu Chi looked at Chu Tian who was lowering his head and gasping for breath, and sighed inwardly that this boy was strong and he had the idea of ​​picking up cheap things. If he could kill Chu Tian under his sword, his fame would rise and he could also seek credit from the Dalai Lama. So he shouted to his subordinates in a deep voice: "Do away, I'll send Chu Tian on the way!"

The enemies standing in front dispersed like a tide, and Ning Siyi's solemn expression instantly eased.

The big devil finally took action, and Chu Tian raised his desire to fight.

When he raised the sword again, all his heartbrokenness disappeared without leaving any trace. Seeing that Chu Tian had such momentum to this point, Mu Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, restrained his impetuous mind and approached Chu Tian. He stopped at about three meters away, and touched the knife with his backhand.

"Clang"! Hidden the knife and unsheathed it.

An invincible sword aura was spit out from the blade, piercing through the air, and attacking Chu Tian's surging sword. Chu Tian's right sword gently poked out and drew a perfect small circle.

"Peng"!

The blades of both sides fought in the air. Mu Chi's body shook violently and took a small step back. Chu Tian also took two steps away, and his tiger's mouth was slightly numb. Everyone could see that Chu Tian was at a disadvantage in this contest, but he was still graceful and calm, which made people amazed his calm mind.

Even though he was in a dangerous situation, he still gave people the transcendent feeling of wandering in the deep mountains and valleys.

The electric light flashed, and the knife air filled the air.
Chapter completed!