The old ghost patrolled carefully, and when the battle circle shrank to less than a hundred meters in diameter, the old ghost finally broke out.
It has to break out. The smaller the battle circle is, the more disadvantageous it will be to the old ghost. Secondly, at this time, we can no longer hesitate. We can only take the initiative to seek a breakthrough, otherwise we can only wait for the kill.
The old ghost's fighting power exploded, and the phantom of the dazzling tiger above his head became more solid, and he roared angrily. Then, the old ghost rushed forward with his sword, completely ignoring the left and right, with sharp eyes and murderous intent locked in front of him.
Then the forward speed remained unchanged, the long sword slashed diagonally, and the dazzling sword energy came and went with unparalleled murderous intent, accompanied by the sound of gold and iron, screams, grunts, and
More than two thousand soldier souls made sounds of different strengths and weaknesses. The sky was stained with blood, and several people fell to the ground within a breath.
This scene is quite spectacular. Lian Tong was fascinated by it.
Over there, Zhang Deqiao was shocked again. He could see how crazy the old ghost was. It was a kind of madness that could see through life and death. The sword just now consumed at least 20% of his energy. If the old ghost continues like this, he will not be beaten.
Even if he kills, he will be exhausted. He is consuming his own life and harvesting the lives of others.
What made this old ghost so crazy? Zhang Deqiao didn't understand. He had never had such a thought in his life.
He Zhang Deqiao didn't know that the old ghost had lost two sons before. The pain was really worse than death. For decades, he had been living alone. The sudden appearance of Lian Tong made the family affection he had buried for decades reappear.
When he broke out, he truly regarded himself as Lian Tong's uncle. This time, he didn't want to experience the pain of losing a loved one, so he chose to defend this rare family relationship with his life.
Zhang Deqiao, who has not experienced the pain of losing a son, would not understand.
The old ghost rushed into the army, swung his long sword, and set off a rain of blood. He came and went in the army, killing people like wheat. Wherever he passed, there were corpses floating everywhere.
Zhang Deqiao sat on his tall horse, frowning, watching his soldiers fall one by one. He wanted to go up and help, but he was injured just now, and his energy was in chaos at this time. Moreover, his subordinates surrounded the old ghost.
, it is inconvenient for me to intervene, as this will only disrupt their formation and cause more casualties.
There was another fight. The old ghost slashed diagonally with his long sword. A soldier's armor cracked and blood spurted out. Then without looking, the old ghost suddenly stabbed back with his long sword, sheathed the sword and slashed forward, then turned around and swept across. His movements were graceful.
, his attacks are sharp and ruthless, his heart is as strong as his sword.
At this time, the old ghost was covered in blood, his face was ferocious, his eyes were red, and there was still traces of solidified blood on his face, just like a devil.
With a dull tiger roar, the old ghost once again slashed dozens of sword shadows, and as more than a dozen people fell down. The old ghost suddenly staggered, knelt on one knee, and held the sword in his right hand to support himself.
He didn't fall down. But his eyes were still very sharp, looking ahead.
Just being stared at by the old ghost made the soldiers in front of them afraid to move forward.
The moment the old ghost fell, Zhang Deqiao's tense heart finally relaxed. However, the originally excited heart of Lian Tong in the back mountain became extremely nervous.
Lian Tong stood up, clenched his fists, and his whole heart was tied to the old ghost.
The army was approaching little by little. Although the old ghost fell, they still did not dare to relax at all.
Finally, the old ghost was surrounded in a small circle. Behind the old ghost, a man was seen holding a big sword high and slashing at the old ghost with a ferocious expression.
But the knife was still in the air, and suddenly there was a pain in his abdomen. He lowered his head unwillingly, and saw the old ghost holding the sword in his right hand and inserting it into his abdomen. At this time, the old ghost changed to his left hand to support the ground.
However, this time the old ghost did not sheath his sword again. He was breathing heavily and looking ahead.
"Ah~"
The old ghost's sword was still in the other person's body. At this time, the soldiers on both sides shouted and slashed at the old ghost with their swords.
"Stop! Stop it all!"
Just when the soldiers around the old ghost gathered all their fighting strength and prepared to strike the old ghost with a knife, a hysterical roar came out.
This was a roar that Lian Tong contained spiritual power, full of anger and murderous intent.
Everyone looked in the direction of the source of the sound. They saw a figure jumping down from the mountain not far away. After a few jumps, he arrived in front of the army.
However, just when everyone thought Lian Tong would stop, a surprising scene happened.
I saw him charging straight into the army. He didn't take any weapons and just advanced towards the army with his bare hands.
Lian Tong relied on his fists, elbows, shoulders, knees, etc. to break into the army.
This was also the result of Lian Tong's surprise. Lian Tong did not take out his weapons. No one among the more than a thousand people left expected that Lian Tong would rush into the army, so they did not react. Moreover, Lian Tong was so fast that he waited
Everyone reacted and rushed into the army.
Lian Tong quickly came to the old ghost. He helped the old ghost up and asked eagerly, "Uncle Ghost, how are you?"
"Kid, leave quickly." The old ghost shouted in a weak voice.
"No, I won't leave. Let's go together," Lian Tong said firmly, his voice trembling a little.
"Haha, you must be Lian Tong. Don't let any of you leave. Come back to the Chaoyang Gang with me." A very discordant voice suddenly remembered. Who was the speaker if it wasn't Zhang Deqiao?
The old ghost raised his head with difficulty, glanced at Zhang Deqiao, and said, "Master Zhang, one life is worth another, I will pay for it for Fatty Wang, please don't embarrass him."
"No, Uncle Ghost. It's me who deserves to die, not you. It's my appearance that causes you trouble." Lian Tong's voice was choked with sobs, and he looked at the old ghost's face covered in blood.
"No, it's because I didn't teach you well," the old ghost said with a smile.
"Stop fighting, none of you can escape. Lian Tong, you killed Fatty Wang, you are punished with death. Old ghost, you killed so many of my men, you are punished with death, do you think you can get away with it?" Zhang Deqiao smiled coldly.
Tao seemed to be laughing at their naive thoughts.
Then, Zhang Deqiao gave an order: "Catch them all and hand them over to the gang leader."
"yes!"
"Who dares!" Lian Tong stood up with a cry and shouted in a deep voice.
His loud shout immediately made Qian Jun hesitate for a while.
"Why are you still standing there, take action!" Zhang Deqiao shouted angrily.
As he shouted, the army approached again.
With a "clang" sound, Lian Tong sacrificed his own sword. This was the sword made by the old ghost for him.
Lian Tong smiled desperately. With this smile, Lian Tong suddenly felt so relaxed and satisfied. He was supposed to die, but he unexpectedly traveled through time. Even if he died here today, he had earned something. He had lived longer.
Within a few months, I got to know Lao Gui and enjoyed the so-called family affection.
This is, the only regret is that the old ghost is implicated. This is Lian Tong's biggest knot.
Lian Tong blocked the old ghost behind him, looked at Zhang Deqiao, and said, "Uncle Ghost, I'm sorry, I have caused trouble to you. I will honor you well when I get to the underworld."
The old ghost stared blankly at Lian Tong's back. At this moment, he thought of a night decades ago. He was also seriously injured and was blocked behind by a child. He was also holding a sword and looked majestic.
"Father, if my child dies in battle, I hope that I can repay your kindness in raising him in the next life."
"Silly boy, you should have left. I was the one who got you into trouble."
"Haha, father, there is no need to say more. You are the one who protects the child on weekdays. Today, let the child protect you for once." After that, the young and handsome boy started fighting with his sword. In the end, he was drowned in the sea of people.
Never saw him again????
Glancing at Lian Tong again, the old ghost smiled warmly.
Suddenly, with strength he didn't know where he came from, the old ghost suddenly stood up and stood in front of Lian Tong. He shouted loudly, then raised his sword and slashed down.
I saw dazzling light condensed on the long sword, and then as the long sword slashed down, thousands of sword lights flew away.
No one expected this scene, nor did they expect that such a weak old ghost could have any effective attacks.
The old ghost's attack instantly opened a clear road in front of Lian Tong. The road was five meters wide and was made of corpses broken into two sections.
The old ghost turned around slowly and with difficulty, and said in a weak voice, "Let's go quickly??????"
After saying that, the old ghost fell to the ground and fell unconscious.
"Uncle Ghost????!!!!" Lian Tong opened his eyes wide and looked at the old ghost lying in front of him in disbelief. He trembled and shouted hysterically.
Zhang Deqiao also recovered from the shock. While marveling at the terrifying anger of the old ghost, he ordered, "Arrest him!"
Lian Tong wiped away his tears and raised his head suddenly. At this moment, his eyes were blood red, full of anger, grief, and madness.
"Ah roar!!!!" Lian Tong looked up to the sky and roared loudly, the sound shook the sky and stayed there for a long time.
"I want you to pay with your lives. You will all die." Lian Tong pointed his sword at the thousands of troops and said cruelly with red eyes.