Chapter 65 scuffle

An Qiaoya and his party disappeared out of thin air in full view of the public. At the same time, they ordered all the believers to carry out a rigorous search all over the mountain.

So, unfortunately, An Shengtu and others, who had just entered the Forbidden Mountain, faced An Qiaoya in a corner of the Lei Education Hall before they could find An Qiaoya.

Of course, the enemy was divided into jealousy when they met. As soon as An Shengtu saw Lei Wanqian, he immediately raised the big knife in his hand and rushed up without saying a word.

Lei Wanqian dodged and narrowly escaped the thunderous knife. Before he could return his hand, a large number of men who followed him rushed up and surrounded An Shengtu tightly.

"Lei Wanqian, you bastard, let my seventh sister go, or I will hold your nest and cut off your hands and feet, making your life worse than death!" An Shengtu roared vigorously while dealing with those swords and gun bows that had been cut in no order.

Lei Wanqian is a famous sadist in the world. As long as he thinks that Joya is in his hands and doesn't know what kind of abuse he has been subjected to, he wants to cut Lei Wanqian, a pervert, 18,000 times, chop it up and feed him to bedbugs.

"An Shengtu?" Lei Wanqian narrowed his godless eyes and looked puzzled at An Shengtu, who stared at him with red and ferocious eyes and harvested his men' heads with a big knife. What is he doing here?

"I warn you, Ray, you'd better release Joya immediately!" An Shengtu's eyes turned red, no matter what his knife cut, it was just a continuous chopping, and what's more terrible is that his eyes have always been staring at Lei Wanqian, which has not moved at all.

Frightened by An Shengtu's crazy appearance, some people in the congregation of Lei Jiao began to retreat quietly, and the offensive began to slow down. Finally, they simply stared at An Shengtu on guard and trapped him in a circle five steps away.

"Thunderbolt!" An Shengtu's whole body was covered with blood, even on his hair, dark red pieces, the boss's congested eyes, coupled with his burly body and loud voice, which were already scary enough.

And beside him, the ground is full of the human limbs of Lei Sects, hands and hands are piles, heels and feet are piles, heads are also piles, and there are also some people who have been accidentally cut in half and are still wailing everywhere. This scene sets off An Shengtu like the evil spirits running out of hell.

This is what Chai Moliang and Qingfeng saw who came later.

"Fourth brother." Qingfeng shouted anxiously, damn it! What he was most worried about happened. Although he had not known An Shengtu's brother and sister, with his extraordinary intuition, he had already guessed that An Shengtu's personality would definitely go crazy if he couldn't find An Qiaoya. That's right.

"Fourth brother, calm down." He stepped forward and took An Shengtu's hand, but he didn't expect to be shaken away by him, "Fourth Brother..."

The body retreated uncontrollably a few steps and was held by Chai Moliang, who followed him, in time to avoid hitting the wall. Chai Moliang shook his head at him, signaling him not to take risks again. Let's wait for An Shengtu to calm down.

"Get out!" An Shengtu, who has completely lost his mind, now only knows how to do things by instinct, and he can't see anyone else in his eyes. Shake off the Qingfeng who pulled his sleeve hard, and he turned around and roared at him, " Stay away from me!"

A trace of injury flashed in Qingfeng's beautiful Danfeng's eyes, but soon disappeared. "Fourth brother..." He wanted to go there and try again, but An Shengtu did not give him this opportunity. He went straight forward and took a few steps, and pointed the blade that kept dripping blood at Lei Wanqian, who was protected by heavy believers, word by word. He said, "I asked you to let Joana go. Do you hear me?" The last sentence was simply said by gritting its teeth. The red believers in the front were drunk by An Shengtu, and they couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands. They collapsed to the ground one by one, looking at the ghosts approaching step by step in horror.

"I don't know what you're talking about." In the face of so many killed men, there was no expression of regret and anger. Lei Wanqian was in a hurry to find An Qiaoya and others, but shouted impatiently, "Don't bite people crazily here. I have never caught your laborious woman. If you want to find it, go to the brothel. There are no prostitutes here.

Prostitute...

Qingfeng took a breath, and the other two people who came with him broke out in an instant like a lion stepped on its tail.

"What did you say?" An Shengtu and Chai Moliang opened their mouth almost at the same time. The two of them looked cold and angry, staring at Lei Wanqian with the same fierce eyes.

Qingfeng looked at Chai Moliang, who stood forward and looked extremely angry. It's strange that if the fourth brother is furious because his beloved sister was insulted, then what kind of mentality is Chai Morian using to insult An Joya? It is reasonable that they have known each other for less than a few days. There is no reason to be so angry when they hear that Joya was insulted. Is it...

Qingfeng's research eyes fell again to pull out a strange dagger and looked at the thunderous Chai Moliang, and her mind went back and forth.

"Why is there another one?" Lei Wan's disdainful eyes fell on Chai Moliang with a dagger, "Are they all looking for prostitutes? Why do so many people come to me today to look for women?

Chai Moliang's face has turned green. He clenched the dagger in his hand and stared at Lei Wanqian fiercely. His violent side was picked up at this moment.

"However, there are no prostitutes here. I want to ask your women to go to the brothel." Lei Wanqian, who didn't know that his death was approaching, still repeated again, "The women I have played with will never be put in the religion, either killing the sacrificial god or sending it to the brothel in the city. You can find it yourself, hahahaha..."

Lei Wanqian's words just hit the most frightening point in An Shengtu's heart, Joya... Joya may have been stained by this damn scum, and will not let him go, will not let him go...

"I'll kill you!"

The big knife in his hand rushed to the thunder hidden behind people. No matter who dared to stand in his way, it was a direct result of a knife, and the strong smell of blood spread in the side hall.

If An Shengtu just had a trace of reason to find An Qiaoya, now he is a completely unconscious beast. Kill people at sight, and cut off their heads extremely cruelly. In less than half an hour, the "red watermelon" on the ground began to roll around, which made Qingfeng nausea.

Chai Moliang is also killing, but his method of killing is much more elegant than An Shengtu. He just goes down with a dagger and pokes a hole directly in the person's eyebrows, throat and heart, and then continues to move forward, making the man twitch on the ground and experience enough pain before slowly dying.

Qingfeng's martial arts skills are not as high as those two, and she can only do her best to hide behind them without causing trouble. However, even so, some Lei believers came to him.

With a knife cut from behind, Qingfeng had no time to completely avoid it and could only lean away. So the knife that should have fallen on his neck followed away, cut his shoulder straight, and painted a deep blood mark on it.

"Damn." With a low curse, Qingfeng rolled to the ground in pain, dodged the blade cut by another person, and then took out a piece of something shaped like gourd silk but only the size of a palm from her arms and blew it by her mouth.

A strange tune came from the instrument. At first, nothing strange happened, but gradually, the people surrounding Qingfeng gradually felt dizzy, and the scenery in front of him began to shake. The swords in his hand fell to the ground one after another, and at this moment, Qingfeng turned the sound of the flute. Becomes fast and sharp.

After a while, there was a hissing sound from various passages in the side hall. Large and small snakes actually spit out snake letters and swam quickly. In the frightened cry of the powerless Lei believers, they climbed up their bodies and strangled their necks tightly, or in any part of their bodies that could be bitten fiercely. A few bites. For a moment, there were screams and howls in the hall.

Seeing that his men were fewer and fewer in the massacre of the three people, Lei Wanqian also began to panic, and his already pale face immediately became unwilling and pale in the next moment.

Unwillingly, he wanted to repeat his old skill. He took the bow and arrow from the religious people beside him and pointed the arrow coated with anesthetic at An Shengtu, who was desperately killing the enemy. Seeing that he was about to shoot the arrow out.

Unlike An Shengtu's dullness, at this critical moment, Chai Moliang, who was in different places from An Shengtu, had already found Lei Wanqian's intention. He narrowed his eyes, pulled the dagger out of the chest of a red-clothed believer who rushed up, threw it casually, and threw the dagger at Lei Wanqian who released cold arrows.

At the end of his eyes, he glanced at the dagger that shot over, and the dagger brushed his face, bringing out a blood mark. Because of his bias, the sword that should have been shot in the center of An Sheng's eyebrows was forced to turn a corner and fly over his ear and fell into the air.

The plan was disturbed, and Lei Wanqian was unwilling to turn his head and stared straight at Chai Moliang, who was almost about to eat people. He pulled out the long knife inserted in the chest of his hand that fell beside him and jumped to Chai Moliang. With a trembling hand, the shining cold blade greeted Chai Moliang's neck.

Chai Moliang had been prepared for a long time, but it was impossible for him to succeed. He turned his head to the side and opened the distance between the two with a back. Lei Wanqian immediately chased him again. Chai Moliang picked up the dagger and counterattacked and blocked the blade of the long knife with a dagger. The two began a struggle between force and strength in this posture.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you do me bad things?" Press the blade down hard, and the distance between Lei Wanqian's bloodless face and Chai Moliang is less than a palm.

"Hum, shameless villain, you only know how to put cold arrows behind your back. You don't have the right to know who I am at all." Chai Moliang snorted coldly and pushed the blade up a little. However, because it has just been fighting for a while, it is inevitable that the physical strength will be slightly inferior.

"Since you don't know anything about good or bad, I don't have to keep you reasonable." Lei Wanqian said with a ferocious face, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes. His left foot, which had been standing, suddenly rose and was about to kick Chai Moliang's defenseless lower abdomen.

"Don't move, if you still want to live." A long sword crossed his neck, and the sharp blade scratched a blood mark on his skin. Lei Wanqian was cute by this sudden change and had to compromise to put his raised leg back.

"Drow away the knife." The sword in Qingfeng's hand pressed down a little more, and Lei Wanqian was forced to let go of his hand, and the long knife still fell to the ground with a bang. Put your hands up."

Chai Moliang also put away his dagger, but at the moment he stood up, he stretched out his hand like lightning and patted several big holes on Lei Wanqian's body a few times. Lei Wanqian settled down in an instant.

"Your leader has been captured and hasn't surrendered yet!" Without taking back the sword, Qingfeng turned her head and shouted at the pile of believers who were still entangled with An Shengtu.

"Master..."

"The master has been arrested!"

When he shouted, those people stopped one after another and ignored An Shengtu. Instead, they looked at the fixed thunder at a loss. They lost their command and didn't know what to do now.

Without the siege of human sea tactics, An Shengtu dragged a long knife of almost impossible to see the original color to Chai Moliang and Qingfeng. The blood-stained eyes are still staring at this thunder in an instant.