Duoa reacted very quickly. She dodged the fatal blow by moving sideways.

At the same time, he swung the Miao Dao in his hand diagonally, cutting a bloody wound under the man's ribs.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining his clothes red.

But before Duoa could catch his breath, two more enemies pounced on him.

They came like a tide, one wave after another, making Duoa overwhelmed.

Duoa's sword light was like a silver net, flashing in the crowd, blocking the enemy's attacks one by one.

But there were too many enemies, like a group of ants, surrounding them densely.

Moreover, no one knew what these guys from the Miao Village were carrying, so ordinary poisonous insects posed no threat to them at all.

Those poisonous insects that could attack the enemy unexpectedly.

But at this moment, he was like a headless fly, flying around the enemy and was completely useless.

Without the help of the poisonous insect, everyone except Duoa was immediately at a great disadvantage.

They were forced to retreat step by step towards the cliff by the enemy.

As they were getting closer and closer to the cliff, Duoa became as anxious as an ant on hot pan.

She was extremely anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

She knew that once she retreated to the edge of the cliff, there would be no way back.

By then, all the people in Butterfly Valley will be in an irretrievable situation!

"what!"

At this moment, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly sounded behind him.

Duoa was concentrating on dealing with the crisis at hand.

Hearing the scream, I couldn't help but turn my head to look.

I saw a witch being pierced through the shoulder by an extremely sharp spear.

The witch twisted her body in agony and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Splashing onto the beautiful camellia flowers next to it.

The camellia, which was originally as white as snow and as pink as clouds, was instantly dyed red by the blood.

The color was so red that it looked like death was blooming.

And at this moment, Lu Qing was like a ferocious wolf.

He seized the opportunity, wielding the knife with a cold glow, and pounced towards Duoa quickly.

The knife, with a sharp sound, went straight to Duo'a's face.

Duoa was startled and could only raise his knife to block in a hurry.

With a loud "clang", the two knives collided and sparks flew.

The tremendous force from the Nine-Ring Sword made her palm numb.

It was as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and his arms were somewhat out of control.

But how could Lu Qing give her a chance to breathe?

The second knife followed like a shadow and chopped down with the force of thunder.

Duoa was unable to dodge and could only barely turn sideways.

The knife hit her back hard.

"puff!"

She only felt a sharp pain in her back, as if it was torn apart.

He stumbled backwards and slammed his head against the hard rock wall.

The collision was dull and loud, making her dizzy and her vision went black.

At this moment, Natsume Laoji, who was slowly walking down from the bamboo building, saw this scene, his heart tightened, and he was about to step forward to help.

Seeing this, Sangzhi Laosi, who was standing by, immediately spoke up in a cold and serious voice.

"Natsume, have you forgotten the rules? Lao Si cannot participate in the fights between villages! This is a rule passed down from generation to generation, and no one can break it!"

After hearing this, Natsume paused and a trace of pity flashed across his face.

Seeing her people suffer so much, she felt heartbroken, but she had to abide by the rules.

Otherwise, the old Si from Sangzhi beside him would also take action, and the situation would become even more difficult to handle.

She sighed helplessly.

"Let's just stand here and watch the show."

The old Si from Sangzhi spoke calmly.

He was no longer in a hurry. Instead, he stood leisurely with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his lips.

He was certain that as the elder of Butterfly Valley, Natsume could not stand by and watch his people being slaughtered without doing anything.

He believed that the other party would eventually choose to compromise.

Natsume Laoji felt as if something was blocking his throat.

She asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you...must kill us all?"

The corners of Sangzhi Laosi's mouth rose slightly.

"As long as you hand over the Blood Lady, I can let them live. Otherwise, there will be a river of blood here today!"

Xia Mu Lao Si took a deep breath and said, "I have heard that you, Qianhu Miao Village, are collecting five poisonous insects. What do you want to do?"

"Scorpion Tail, Silver Ring, Palace Guard, Thousand Foot, Blood Lady... Are you the only one missing the Blood Lady from Butterfly Valley? What on earth are you planning in the Qianhu Miao Village?"

Mr. Sangzhi smiled slightly, and there was a hint of mystery in that smile.

“Actually, it’s okay to tell you.

The new generation of saints and saintesses of the Miaojiang Ten Thousand Poison Cave will be selected soon!

This is a rare event in Miaojiang, and we, the Thousand Household Miao Village, certainly cannot miss this opportunity."

"Oh?"

When Natsume Laosi heard this, he immediately remembered an old event.

“It is said that the last generation of Miaojiang Saint Girl was abducted by a man from the outside world more than 20 years ago, and the two even gave birth to a child.

When the Son of God found out, he was so angry that he sought out the man for a duel, but was killed instead.

The Miaojiang Wandu Cave wanted to take revenge, but all the people they sent, including a great wizard, never returned.

After losing two successors and a great wizard in succession, the Miaojiang Wandu Cave felt ashamed and closed its doors to visitors since then. No news has been heard from it for more than ten years.

Could it be that... after the Miaojiang Ten Thousand Poison Cave has selected the Saint Son and Saint Daughter, they are going to reopen the gates and enter the world again?"

Sangzhi Laosi chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that you knew a lot about the inside story, Natsume. You are right."

Natsume frowned and asked directly, "Are you trying to use the Five Poisons to climb the high branches of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave?"

The old man from Sangzhi blushed slightly, and said confidently: "Ahem, what you said is really a bit harsh, what do you mean by climbing up the social ladder?

Our Qianhu Miao Village and the Miaojiang Wandu Cave are originally from the same lineage. I just want to take this opportunity to let Qianhu Miao Village return to orthodoxy and revive the glory of Miaojiang."

In fact, there is one more thing he didn't say.

That is, even if it has nothing to do with the Miaojiang Poison Cave.

With these five poisons, the Miao village with a thousand households can dominate Lingnan and become the overlord of this land.

On the edge of the cliff.

Lu Qing couldn't help but admire Duoa, who had suffered multiple injuries but still gritted his teeth and persisted.

He stood with a knife in his hand, his eyes revealing a hint of complexity, and asked: "It has come to this, are you still unwilling to surrender? As long as you hand over the Blood Lady, I can spare your life."

Duoa was breathing heavily.

Her chest heaved violently, and sweat mixed with blood flowed down her cheeks.

She gritted her teeth and said, "The women of our Butterfly Valley always die standing up, never live on their knees! Don't even think about getting any news about the Blood Lady from me!"

"Have some backbone!"

Lu Qing gave a thumbs up and praised him, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

However, today's matter concerns the future of their entire village.

Even if he wanted to save the other person's life, he couldn't make the decision.

Lu Qing's eyes suddenly became cold and cruel.

"In that case, I will grant your wish."

He swung the Nine-ringed Sword into the air and shouted, "Kill! Leave no one alive!"