Chapter 11

Song Fei felt that he was really played by God. Otherwise, why give him an anti heaven convertor to fill himself with hope, and then brush out the enemy again and again, so that he fell into despair again and again.

After the enemies kill one wave, they brush another wave. Even if they play Warcraft tower defense, people will give gold coins to upgrade buildings after killing monsters, but what about their own side? One less person was killed. Let alone upgrade.

Song Fei's mouth is full of bitterness. Although the more than 50 bows and arrows in front of him seem to be far away, Song Fei has no doubt that he will be shot into a beehive by the other party as soon as there is a change on his side.

As if to verify Song Fei's conjecture, the injured Qin Shihu said faintly: "don't move, everyone. Listen to me slowly. The divine archers of the divine arrow door are all walking through the Yang. This time, I'm afraid the old thief Yan brought all the elites among the elites. This distance is already within their maximum killing range. With all the arrows, I'm afraid many brothers will die here."

"We are not afraid of death,"

"Fight with them ~"

"Listen to me first." Qin Shihu said laboriously, "I know that brothers are not afraid of death, but we can't die in vain. Later, we will cover the little Lord behind us and use our bodies to help the little Lord escape here."

"Good." a strong man answered without hesitation, and countless people immediately agreed. As if the next moment of death, are not their own general. And all these people don't even hesitate for a moment.

Song Fei's heart was severely touched.

"Young master, get ready. The other party may be about to shoot an arrow. As long as you are ready, we will stand in front of you immediately." another big man Song Fei couldn't name said.

"Young Lord, although I always despise you. But this time, if you want to live, I Qin Shaofeng will die soon. Don't let me die in vain." this is familiar. It's Qin Shaofeng, the son of Qin Shihu. At first, he looked coldly at Song Fei. Unexpectedly, he was young and dared to stand up and die for the person he despised.

"Let's die together. Death is nothing." Song Fei suddenly smiled and was relieved.

"Young master, you are really different. I hope you can really grow up after this time." Qin Shihu said, "there's no time. Young master, go back."

"Everybody get ready. I'll count one, two, three and everybody rush forward."

"One"

"II"

"Three"

"Kill ~"

Just as they were about to move, they suddenly heard the cry of killing outside the wall. Then they saw the archers on the wall turn back and fight with people.

Immediately, a arrogant and uninhibited majestic voice came from the air: "little arrow door, Ann dares to deceive me!"

When the people of Optimus sword sect heard this voice, everyone's face suddenly showed ecstasy. Suddenly someone shouted, "it's the sect leader. The sect leader is back."

"The guild leader is back ~" a big man knelt on the ground and wept with joy.

The sect leader is back. In a simple sentence, everyone seemed to have taken a reassurance. The nervous mood was swept away. They quickly clenched the sword in their hands, like beating chicken blood, and fought bravely outside the door.

Even Qin Shaofeng is like seeing an idol. His face exudes the fanaticism of believers seeing the true God.

In the distance, a figure came from the air like a glider. Before the people arrived, a heavy oppressive force shrouded the people first. This pressure is even greater than that of Shangguan Hong just now.

The face of the middle-aged man in black gold robe changed. His palms met the figure in the air and pushed it out.

Yue Qingtian's right hand patted the middle-aged man's palms. The middle-aged man's hands were directly photographed on the ground as if they had been crushed by Mount Tai. Then Yue Qingtian's right hand buttoned the middle-aged man's neck and squeezed it gently. In his unbelievable eyes, his neck bent and died in peace.

The leader of the sect was lightly pinched and broke his neck after less than a round under Yue Qingtian. Then Yue Qingtian flashed like a tiger into a sheep. There was no enemy under his hand.

The most dangerous desperate situation, because the arrival of Yue Qingtian, saved the danger in the twinkling of an eye.

Within a moment, the enemy was killed.

Song Fei looked at the tall figure standing proudly in the martial arts arena. The big man's body was tough and straight, giving people a feeling like a spear stabbing the sky. He would rather bend than bend. The long hair behind him was scattered behind his head at will. At the moment, under the strong wind, his hair danced wildly, showing his boldness and uninhibited. Seeing the figure of this man, Song Fei inexplicably came up with a familiar name in a TV play - Xiao Feng.

Perhaps this is a kind of momentum. Xiao Feng is not only a personal name, but also a carrier of heroic temperament written by Jin Yong.

Song Fei's temperament understood from the TV play is just reflected in Yue Qingtian, a cheap father.

After killing the enemy, the people entered the door. Song Fei found that there were several strange big men outside the door. Each of these big men had blood on his sword. It seems that it was their killing just now, and the magic archers on the edge of the wall turned their heads one after another.

Then, a group of children and young girls stepped into the gate under the guard of many big men.

The team consists of hundreds of people, the younger is only five or six years old and the older is in his twenties. It seems that these are the next generation of Optimus sword sect and the hope for the future of Optimus sword sect.

Yue Qingtian led the crowd to the front and stepped towards the hall. Looking at the approaching crowd, the tired song Fei propped up his body with a gun and stood up slowly.

Qin Shihu followed Yue Qingtian and talked to him all the time. He looked at Song Fei from time to time. It seemed that he was telling Yue Qingtian what had just happened.

"OK, OK, yu'er is worthy of being my son. Good job, ha ha ha." Yue Qingtian came to Song Fei with a smile and patted him on the shoulder. Then he took his hand and walked with great strides towards the hall.

Song Fei smiled and was afraid that he would see that his soul was fake.

"Time is running out, call the brothers ~" after arriving at the hall, Yue Qingtian stood in the hall, facing the humanity behind him.

When someone behind him heard the order, he immediately began to convey the order of the sect leader and called everyone to the hall. In fact, there was no need to publicize it. Since he heard that Yue Qingtian had returned, all the active people had begun to gather in the hall. Even those who had broken a leg turned their crutches and walked towards Yue Qingtian.

The gathering was very efficient. Soon, more than 150 surviving gang members had gathered in the hall.

The crowd looked at Yue Qingtian and waited for him to speak.

Yue Qingtian's eyes swept from one face to another, as if to print everyone's faces deeply into his mind. Later, he said in a deep voice: "to make a long story short, brothers, two things. The first thing is that from now on, the leader of Qingtian sword sect is officially located in Yue Tianyu. I hope brothers will help more in the future."

"Yes, sect leader ~" Yue Qingtian's voice fell, and many people cried, because according to the original plan, Yue Qingtian stayed to take care of the wounded who couldn't move. Qin Shihu led the people with convenient actions to retreat with the next generation of the gang. Everyone knows the danger of staying. No matter how powerful mortals are, they can't be the opponent of immortals.

This time, when the sect leader passed the throne, Yue Qingtian made the worst plan. In the eyes of the public, the man of God and man also seemed to have insufficient confidence in the face of the immortal.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet again this time. The iron men couldn't help choking after listening to Yue Qingtian's words that seemed to explain his last words.

"Well, don't be a little girl." Yue Qingtian sighed. "The second thing, I'll open the secret road to escape immediately. The secret road extends in all directions and leads to different exits. We must follow the second leader. Don't get lost or fall behind in the secret road. Now, we're ready immediately."

"Dad, Xiaolian, don't go. Xiaolian wants to go with dad." a teenage girl sobbed with a seriously injured man. The man shook his head, ruthlessly opened the girl's hands and handed her to another brother who needed to retreat.

"Mom, my son can't go. Mom, my son hasn't grown up yet. I'm filial to my mother." a 15-year-old boy knelt in front of a middle-aged woman with broken legs, kowtowed and burst into tears.

"Son, you are obedient. If you don't go, Wei Niang will kill herself in front of you immediately." the middle-aged woman put the dagger in her neck with tears.

Such separation scenes happened one after another, watching the crowd mourn endlessly.

Song Fei quietly watched the children crying and unwilling to leave their loved ones, silent. Can't help but don't turn your head to the other side, and don't want to look at the separation scene that is more painful than life and death.

Turning around, Yue Qingtian's face also showed an extremely painful color. It turned out that this hero like Xiao Feng was not as strong as he thought. His hair dancing wildly in the wind was a little messy, and his waist, which was even straighter than a long gun, seemed to be bent. At the moment, although he retained his heroic spirit, But it seems to be more than ten years old.

Yue Qingtian smashed the guild leader's throne in the middle of the hall and revealed a ladder directly under the throne.

Qin Shihu, with only a few dozen intact brothers, silently came to Yue Qingtian and knelt silently.

"Brothers, please get up. It's Yue Qingtian who is sorry for you. If there is an afterlife, Qingtian is willing to be an ox and horse for you. Now, please take your nephews and nephews away."

Try to separate, but at the moment, the people have no time to persuade more. If the younger generation refuses to leave, they will faint and carry it on their back. Soon, under the organization of Qin Shihu, people quickly poured into the tunnel.

Song Fei stood at the side of the passage and planned to enter last after everyone entered.

"Yu'er." Yue Qingtian went aside and suddenly stopped Song Fei.

Song Fei was surprised and silently came to one side with Yue Qingtian. The secret way was life and death. Was his performance too cold.

"Thank you for your help." Yue Qingtian's words almost made Song Fei scream in surprise. Then he heard Yue Qingtian's tiger eyes staring at him and said, "if you know your son, my son, how can I not recognize it? You're not my son at all."