Song Yiping also looked down at the mountain, but with their strength, their spiritual sense could not detect such a long distance.
"There is a battle in the mountains." Fengjiu said, smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, and said, "There is blood."
Hearing this, Song Yiping and Ye Ling were both stunned. There were only eight hidden families in Qianling Mountain and no outsiders, and they never fought or shed blood. How could this happen...
"Do you want to go and take a look?" Fengjiu looked at the two of them and asked.
Song Yiping hesitated. They had already planned to leave here. If they went to see him now, wouldn't it be a disaster if they found him...
"Let's go and take a look! People from the eight families usually never use swords, but now blood is seen. Things must be complicated. It's better to go and take a look." Ye Ling said softly.
Seeing this, Feng Jiu nodded: "Let's go!" She looked at Xuanyuan Moze beside her.
Xuanyuan Moze held her hand and walked down the mountain with her, while Song Yiping followed behind them with Ye Ling on his back.
In the woods on the mountain, lush branches blocked the light, making the woods filled with a cool atmosphere. At this time, people from the eight families were fighting together.
They were ordered to patrol the forest, but they suddenly started fighting here. They slashed at each other with their knives, and each knife was so sharp that it could kill people.
The clanging of swords clashing and the surging breath of air spread out, becoming oppressive and cold. The smell of blood and the roars and screams of the crowd spread throughout the forest.
"ah!"
“Clang!”
With a scream, a stream of blood splattered, and a man fell down. Then the blade chopped down fiercely, but was stopped by the sharp blade in the hand of another man beside him. The swords collided, and there was a clanging sound accompanied by sparks.
"Get up quickly! Send a signal quickly!" A man covered in blood shouted, while protecting the man who was stabbed, and asked him to quickly send a signal to the sky.
If Fengjiu, Song Yiping and the others were here, they would recognize that the man covered in blood was Ye Ling's brother.
However, at the moment he shouted, a knife slashed at his knife-holding arm.
“Hiss!”
He suddenly gasped and cried out in pain. The hand holding the sword fell to the ground due to the sudden severe pain. Blood gushed out from his arm. Two sharp swords and blades stabbed at him.
"call out!"
The fierce sword energy and the sharp knife energy came towards him, and the cold murderous aura penetrated through the tip of the sword, cutting across his cheek before the sword, leaving a trail of blood.
"careful!"
An older man rushed over fiercely, threw him to the ground and quickly rolled on the spot to avoid the deadly sharp blades. They only heard the sound of air passing by them and the cold murderous intent swept through their bodies.
“Go!”
The older man pushed him away, turned over and jumped up to block the people who were attacking him. However, because one person could not defeat many hands, he was either cut on the shoulder or stabbed in the waist, and his steps staggered.
"Uncle!"
Seeing his loved one being hacked to death, he did not bother to escape but picked up the knife on the ground and rushed forward to block the sharp blades.