Piao Ying's domineering methods are too cruel in the eyes of the members of the Red Sect.
It turns out that the red-clothed sect members may have a rivalry with those who trespassed into the secret cave, and the crowd was excited!
He gave up holding on to the favorable terrain, used high ground to control low ground, used silence to stop, and rushed to Piao Ying first to launch his killing move.
There should be no one with hidden weapons in the enemy formation. The three of them jumped down, some holding knives or hammers, and their shouts were shocking. It was obvious that they were willing to sacrifice their lives for their lives.
A heavy anchor with a chain attached to its back was grabbed in front of the three of them, coming from Shen Jiangsou's left wrist.
The enemy's attack was fierce, and the floating shadow that was temporarily stuck in the air might be sent into the magma by the power of the crowd.
Dongqing and Zifeng saw that something was not going well and set out at the same time, one on the left and the other on the right.
Dong Qing arrived first, Piao Ying stepped on Dong Qing's shoulder to steady herself.
Zifeng arrived behind, and Piaoying dropped his other foot, borrowing strength from Zifeng's shoulder.
The body of the double dirt-removing daggers that was already stained with blood suddenly became as bright as new, and then a scarlet blood glow appeared, accompanied by the floating shadows that spun like tops and soared up!
It was as if a blood tornado rose out of thin air between the upper and lower stone platforms!
The anchor was stirred into it first, and the attached chains were pulled out one after another. It didn't take a moment for the old man Shen Shen to be affected.
The three people who followed were like eggs hitting rocks, their bones were broken and their flesh was ripped apart by the blood tornado. Their death was particularly horrific, no worse than falling into the lava!
There were two people behind, one tall and one strong. They were frightened and regretful when they saw this, but they turned back too late and went to hell together with hatred.
The anchor was still there, and the anchor was destroyed. Shen Jiangsou had to fight to the death. He tried his best to press the box, but still could not stop the rising trend of the "blood tornado", and he died.
In just half a cup of tea, most of the dozen people on the stone platform lost their lives.
The stone ape, with its heavy back and long arms hanging down, was feeling something bad when celebrating. He was about to ask the blood Taoist Wu Zhigu whether he should fight or retreat.
Seeing the Xue Taoist holding a Taoist sword in one hand and making secrets with the other, his lips were like ink and his eyebrows were red. He had obviously recited the secret technique silently until the critical moment.
Congratulations, you understand that the blood Taoist is going to risk your life in a battle. Although you have been mentally prepared, you can't help but sigh sadly.
Unexpectedly, before I had finished trying to cheer myself up, I suddenly heard a muffled groan as the enemy's fish and trap were broken!
The muffled sound was so close that it was easy to know something bad was going on.
When I glanced over, I saw that it was indeed a blood Taoist who had been hit unfortunately.
A finely polished long sword penetrated diagonally from the spleen of the Blood Taoist, passed through the Blood Taoist's mouth, and stabbed out from his shoulder.
The blood Taoist closed his eyes and frowned, raised his head and fell backward, dying!
Qing Qing felt horrified and involuntarily shrank back to cover up his body.
On the stone platform below, when the red-clothed sect members attacked Piaoying in large numbers, Si'er was the first to catch the blood Taoist's movements and ordered Jiang Yichen to use the sword he had picked up earlier to strike with the Hundred Steps Flying Sword.
Using a long sword as a concealed weapon was so unexpected that it was no wonder that it was hard to guard against, and the bloody man died without any injustice.
The remaining people on the stone platform above were able to escape the first day of the lunar month, but not the fifteenth day.
No one can stop Piaoying from taking the stage. Followers come one after another, and they can only fight to the death!
Fighting to the death is not like a fight to the death, but a fight to the death.
Even with the Stone Ape and Slender King Kong holding the battle, the six of them could not last ten breaths under the hands of Piao Ying, Zifeng, and Dong Qing.
Until his feet settled on the stone platform above, Jiang Yichen still felt in a daze. Are all the tyrannical people in the secret cave of purgatory mentioned?
Is it really because of Piao Ying's tyranny that the powerful enemy in Purgatory was shattered and collapsed thousands of miles away?
While Jiang Yichen was observing the three forked roads in front of the secret cave, he glanced at Piaoying inadvertently.
Unexpectedly, the other party had keen insight and turned his head to look at him.
Jiang Yichen couldn't pretend to be blind and smiled awkwardly in return.
This man, who is one round older than him, has a slightly sickly pale skin. Unless you look closely, you can easily find some forehead lines, and you would not feel that he is mature.
Piao Ying's facial features were strong and angular, and her neck-long hair, which had been neatly combed by Si'er, looked like a bird's nest after a night of running around and fighting.
It seems that his face is domineering and ruthless at the same time. Because he is stern and unsmiling, his face is often stiff and only air-conditioned.
Of course there are exceptions, that is when Si'er calls him Aying, the other person's eyes will narrow into a thin line and his smile will be warm.
Jiang Yichen knew very little about Piaoying's past, except that he had nothing to do with Shifu.
After all, Tingyu Pavilion was only established for a short period of time, and Jiang Yichen had never regarded it as a hostile party. Therefore, he had never delved into the details of each member of the pavilion. The situation he knew was almost the same as that of other gang intelligence departments. After returning to the cabinet, he had no time to do so.
He must carefully understand how Luo Piaoling recruited such a powerful player into the cabinet? Or is it because of Sister Si'er's achievements?
Jiang Yichen's brief trance was also one of the few moments for everyone to breathe.
There are three stone steps connecting the upper stone platform leading to the depths of the secret cave of purgatory. What happened after that? Neither the Tushita Gang nor Buji Island could tell Jiang Yichen clearly, indicating who could carry out sacrifices and treasures in the secret cave.
The expert who has figured it out stops here, and it is obvious that the other party is not sure whether he can escape unscathed if he goes deeper.
Looking back, the more than fifty elite members were vulnerable because they were limited in a narrow space and could not fully display their power.
The Blood Taoist, the leader of Xianmu Lao, and more than ten people did not bring much hindrance to them, or they were suspected of underestimating the enemy.
The people stationed at the front of the Secret Cave are all named and none of them are ordinary people. It can be seen how many strong players there are in the Secret Cave of Purgatory.
Sacrifice and storage, treasures and silver, and purgatory to hide people, it seems from the short half way from the front that this is no lie.
In ancient times, there were wealthy nobles who raised a lot of money to support their scholars, and now the Red Clothes Sect does the same thing, except that the scholars they raise here are dead ones.
After the seven people entered the cave and started killing, the alarm in the secret cave had already sounded. Otherwise, there would not be people like the upper stone platform waiting there, and the movement just now was enough to attract a wave of counterattack by more dead soldiers.
About thirty breaths later, there were more than a hundred red-clothed sect members rushing down the three stone steps.
This time the people fighting alone may not be as good as the dozen or so warriors who died in the rivers and lakes before, but the impact of fighting in groups is only stronger than the previous two groups of defenders.
The upper stone platform is not small at all. It can barely accommodate a hundred people standing on it. How can it accommodate more than a hundred people fighting here? It is just constantly crowding out the space where the seven people in Tingyu Pavilion stand.
The seven people were like being plunged into a rock on the seashore, enduring the waves of the red tide. If they stepped back, they would only fall into purgatory and be shattered to pieces.
There was a flood of red clothes and a crowd of people. Except for Jiang Yichen, who was carrying Si'er on his back, the others were soon separated and unable to care for each other.
There was no trace of Si'er in the field of vision. The more Piaoying fought, the more anxious he became. But the more anxious he became, the more he dared not use his strength. He was afraid that he would not be able to stop the momentum and accidentally hurt his friends, but would be submerged in the siege of more than ten red-clothed cultists.
Fortunately, Si'er concentrated his wits, and thanks to the courage of Jiang Yichen, a skilled artist, Si'er allowed Si'er to stand on his shoulders, towering over the enemy, guiding the confused Piaoying to break out of the encirclement and gather everyone in the pavilion.
After a stick of incense, another fierce battle came to an end.
More than a hundred members of the Red Clothes Sect have all been consecrated, and the seven of Jiang Yichen have more or less received new honors.
The upper stone platform was covered with corpses, bleeding gurglingly, and they fell into the magma below, making endless hissing sounds.
Seeing that everyone had finished adjusting their breaths one after another, Nidie ignored the disgrace and wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeves, and asked: "How is it? Do you want to continue?"
We don’t know how far the road ahead is, how strong the enemy is, how difficult and dangerous this journey will be, and we still have time to choose to retreat. Nidie is asking for everyone’s opinions.
Unexpectedly, no one said anything for a long time.
Ni Die's eyes wandered around, and he realized that most of the people present were taciturn.
Si'er also seemed to be mentally exhausted in this high temperature environment. No wonder no one responded.
Just as he was about to ask again, Zifeng, who was slumped on the ground, raised his hands, sat up straight, and said: "There is an old saying, if you come, kill them as fast as you can!"