Chapter 67, Bloody Battle in the Valley [, please collect]

The young people are more and more surprised by the Vietnam War.

The opponent's strength is not much stronger than his, but the speed is very fast. This kind of play is more like those experienced old birds in the army. If he continues to fight, his chances of winning are almost zero.

"Who the hell are you?" The young man looks ugly.

Ling Xiaolou did not answer him, but accelerated the attack and killing speed. If the young man fights with all his strength, he will have to pay a certain price to win the final victory. But now there is no need. The young man has lost his sharpness, his attack power has gradually weakened, and the defeat is imminent.

"Are you... Lingxiaolou?"

The young man was stabbed twice, one of which cut his left arm joint, and the other cut a long and deep blood mark on his chest. He couldn't help but say angrily, "You must be Lingxiao Tower!" Did you attract these people?

"Do you recognize me?" Ling Xiaolou asked lightly, but the knife in his hand was not slow at all. He still carried Wan Niang on his back, but it did not affect his performance, leaving two wounds on the other party's body in the blink of an eye.

"Don't you...n't you have Jingyuan? Why do you... have Jingyuan?" The young man was furious and said with difficulty, "They...the news...is wrong...hate..." Speaking of this, he could not speak, and Ling Xiaolou did not give him a chance to speak at all.

"It doesn't matter whether I have Jingyuan or not. What else do you have to say?" Lingxiao Tower said calmly. After saying that, he didn't give the other party a chance to speak at all. He cut the other party's neck and almost cut off the other party's head.

The young man stared angrily, as if he was saying that you asked me to say something?

He looked at the young man who fell blankly and muttered, "It's not that I don't give you a chance, it's you... who can't grasp it!"

"Ling Xiaolou? Boss Tie, Lingxiao Tower is coming! It's in the cave!" A surprise mixed with angry voices came from outside the cave.

Ling Xiaolou sighed, and as the Lu guard suppressed his opponent, it became difficult for him to rush out of here unconsciously.

He was finally exposed.

Lingxiaolou put away the short knife, grabbed the young man's steel knife, and slowly operated the knife formula. The whole popularity changed. Every time he kills a person, he gathers a trace of murder. In the past few months, he has practiced writing to kill enemies every night. How many people kill millions? Nearly tens of millions of enemies died under his blue knife. At this time, his murderous spirit was stimulated, like a torrent of rivers, rolling in all directions.

He took a big step, four or five meters, and rushed to the Lu family guard in a few big steps. The incomparable murder burst out from his black and white eyes. Suddenly, the steel knife cut a strange arc and cut off the head of a Lu guard.

It's straightforward!

He roared like a beast, and the steel knife in his hand was like life. The steel knife is more gloomy than the poisonous snake and more fierce than the tiger king...

The steel knife fell from time to time, and a Lu guard either broke his arm or leg or his head...

No one is spared.

These Lu guards are all elites, all practitioners with elites. Their equipment is not bad, and the steel knives or swords in their hands are extraordinary, which can not only exert the power of Jingyuan, but also waste more Jingyuan. To some extent, these equipment have improved their combat effectiveness.

It's just that they met Ling Xiaolou and met the murderous blood demon. Unless he can be absolutely suppressed, these people can only become the soul under his knife!

Killing the last Lu family guard, Ling Xiaolou supported the ground with a steel knife and gasped violently. Using a knife can kill people, and the efficiency of killing is extremely high, but the speed of consuming fine energy is also amazing.

Constantly gasp, inhale the blood essence contained in the air into the body, and operate the Blood God Record to refine the blood essence into the essence. Blood essence is worthy of the magical energy of supplementing Jingyuan. In the blink of an eye, his essence recovered a little.

But it's far from enough. If he wants to take Wan Niang out of here safely, the remaining essences in his body can't resolve the current crisis at all.

After a moment of silence, he took out a medicine bottle tightly stuffed with a cork from his camouflage pocket. Opening the cork, a strong smell of blood came to his nose, and there was a drop of his blood in the medicine bottle.

This drop of blood is obtained by purifying some blood in his body according to the secret method, and then blended with precious medicinal powder, which contains strong blood essence. In order to extract this drop of blood, he was weak for several days, and it cost 100 taels of snowflake silver just to buy medicinal materials...

poured blood into his mouth, and suddenly a sweet smell spread in his mouth. The remaining essences in his body are ready to move, silently running the Blood God Record to refine these blood essences.

Ten seconds later, the essence in his body soared and returned to 60% of the peak state.

A few days of weakness and the value of spending 100 taels of silver are reflected at this moment. This drop of blood is for him to save his life at a critical moment.

At this time, the Lu family's guards fought with the white-robed practitioners to the white-hot stage. There used to be more than ten white-robed practitioners, and there were only eight left, and the others were either seriously injured or died. The loss of the Lu family's guards was even more serious. In addition to the six people killed by him, there were 13 people left by the Lu family's guards at this time, and the rest were killed by the other party.

The steaming valley flows into rivers.

Lingxiaolou calmly looked at Tie Laosan, but Tie Laosan was the pillar of the Lu family's guard and had no time to take care of him at all. He could only warn him with angry eyes, which was powerless.

Without hesitation, Lingxiao Tower walked out of the valley unscrupulously.

Dig the woman out of the thick snow and carried it on her shoulder, calmly looked at the snowy mountain forest with dark eyes like a beast, and then slowly ran up. After half a day, his speed stabilized at 20 miles per hour.

His speed is very fast, but his movements are very gentle, and his shoulders do not vibrate at all, as hard as a rock. The woman and Wanniang he carried on his shoulder were not awakened by the long-distance attack.

After running in the wind and snow for more than half an hour, he found a hidden cave. Carefully went into the cave to search, he found the hidden dry food and a bed of cotton wool. On second thought, I realized that these materials are the reserves of hunters who go up the mountain to hunt. This small cave should be a supply point for hunters.

Put Wanniang and the woman on the cotton wool and cover them with a quilt. He opened his eyes slightly and breathed smoothly and powerfully. A quarter of an hour later, he opened his eyes and came out of the cave.

Running for a quarter of an hour, he returned to the original valley.

At this time, the fight in the valley was much weaker. Lingxiao Tower passed through the cracks and re-entered the valley. He saw Tie Laosan and two other Lu family guards fighting with two white-robed men. Others either die or lie on the ground and howling, and have lost their combat effectiveness.