Eight hundred and thirtieth eight chapters the end of the Great Sui
"Brothers! Kill..."
"Kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one..."
"boom……"
A Holy Guard of the Holy Fruit looked at the endless enemy troops coming in front, roared and swept across with a shot, flying away the seven enemy troops in front of him, killing two of them on the spot.
He charged forward and killed six more people, including two great monks.
This is the Holy Guard of Xiaoguo. On the battlefield, against opponents of the same level, he can fight one against three, or even one against ten.
"Chi..."
The Holy Guard of Holy Fruit had just fiercely killed two great monks, more than twenty Qi refining experts, body refining masters, etc., when a sharp sword silently stabbed from the side, pierced through the ribs, and killed them on the spot.
Such a chaotic battle situation and such a dense enemy force make it impossible to defend against it.
It can be said that more than half of the experienced Xiaoguo Holy Guards were killed by various cold arrows, hidden weapons and other means.
Of course, this is also the advantage of Jianghu people, and it is understandable.
The backing palace is more than ten miles in size, and the battlefield is constantly shrinking. The outer courtyard, the middle hall, the inner courtyard...
When the scorching sun rises...
The anti-Yang camp has advanced to the palace in the middle and back of the palace. This is where the patron king Yang Lin usually retreats, and it is also where Yang Lin and the twelve Taibao are currently engaged in a fierce battle.
At this time, there were only dozens of Xiaoguo Holy Guards left. They were mixed among Yang Lin's personal guards. Only with their strong combat power and rich experience could they survive the disaster.
Even the Qingtian Horned Dragon Guards, there were only more than 300 people left at this time. Everyone was covered in blood and most of them were injured.
"boom……"
A thin and thin figure fell from the sky and hit the ground as hard as iron, creating a huge human-shaped hole.
Sui Gong!
Seven people including Murong Chengcheng, Ji Shi Shen Monk, etc. followed closely behind. Looking at the old eunuch who had lost his voice, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Sui Gong had dozens of bright red spots on his chest. He had obviously died due to his "Lotus Needle" stunt.
Of course, this was the Murong family's unique skill to suppress the clan... As things changed, it was definitely not Sui Gong's suicide...
"Amitabha!"
Jishi Divine Monk Baoxiang solemnly proclaimed the name of the Buddha. The Jishi Buddha statue suspended above his head illuminated the Buddha's light and quickly healed the injuries of himself, Murong Chengcheng and other six comrades, as well as the surrounding friendly troops.
Although Duke Sui is the predecessor of Sui Immortal Eunuch Qiu, and can be regarded as half a master, his cultivation strength is a little worse than Eunuch Qiu. However, the nine peak monks formed a siege, and two of them were sacrificed before finally killing Gong Sui.
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"Click..."
There was a heart-wrenching sound of bones cracking. The previous water god, who looked like a beautiful woman in her thirties, was knocked away by Yang Lin with a stick. Blood spurted out and she died before she could fall.
The Nine Palaces Killing Formation is broken!
The patron king Yang Lin finally broke out of the formation with all the eunuchs, but only ten of the twelve eunuchs were left, and two of them had already died in the battle!
"Miss?!"
"Old Palace Master?!"
A dozen pleasant and shocking shouts arose, and the Shenshui Palace disciples' eyes turned red as they rushed towards their patron's palace with the last of their strength.
"The whole army obeys the order and breaks out... we can take as many as we can!"
As soon as he came out of the battle, Yang Lin's eyes turned red, and he shouted for luck like a bell ringing. He paused, and then shouted again:
"Senior Wujie, let's go..."
"Fearless King Kong!"
As soon as Yang Lin finished speaking, the monk Wujie, who was tall and strong and rosy as a man in his prime, withstood the attack of Master Yuan Dao from the Longyuan Gymnasium, rushed out of the formation, stepped on the void, and escaped as fast as the wind.
It's a bit jaw-dropping.
The nine peak monks were besieged, and they could only stare blankly, unable to catch up. Even if some people could catch up, they would not be able to defeat them!
Monk Wujie was a famous figure in the world a hundred years ago.
In terms of seniority, only Sui Gong can compare with him. Yang Lin, Ji Shi Shen Monk, and the Water God of the previous generation are all juniors.
In terms of cultivation strength, Sui Gong who practiced the "Lotus Book" is probably slightly inferior. Fighting alone, no one in the anti-Yang camp can be his opponent.
Facing such an enemy, who dares to chase after him?!
Monk Wujie left decisively, but the remaining ten great horned dragon guards, more than 300 Qingtian horned dragon guards, and more than forty Xiaoguo holy guards acted as if they had not heard of it, and continued to attack the enemy frantically without retreating.
Or means to break through.
"Dragon roams the world, water and fire are incompatible!"
Yang Lin took a big step, roaring out like a real dragon spirit, crushing a bloody path through the dense enemy formation, and then exploded and flew away, killing hundreds of enemy soldiers, making it difficult to fill the space in a short time.
, the enemy did not dare to approach for a while.
"Walk!"
Yang Lin shouted loudly like thunder again. Nearly half of the horned dragon eunuchs, personal guards, and holy guards still seemed to be unaware, but most of them looked at Yang Lin.
The meaning is not difficult to guess. If Yang Lin doesn't leave, they won't leave either.
Yang Lincang frowned, feeling a little moved, a little relieved, a little anxious, and a little ashamed...
He indeed stayed in the Western Capital with a death wish. There is no doubt that these people can persist until now. Their loyalty and strength are beyond doubt.
How could he have the nerve to let them be buried with him?!
However, if they don't leave, Yang Lin can't do anything. He can't drive them away? Then they will die faster!
Another point is that they are remnants of the previous dynasty after all. The more loyal they are, the less likely they will be happy with the current dynasty...
"Form up!"
The three immortals of the Great Sui Dynasty, one escaped and two died, but it made those peak monks take some time off.
You can even deal with the Three Immortals, but you can't deal with the new Immortal, Yang Lin, the patron king?
The anti-Yang camp quickly selected twenty-seven top monks, including the Immortal Monk Ji Shi to assist, a total of twenty-eight.
With nine people in a unit and three units in three directions, blockade the area around Yanglin.
"The world is turned upside down!"
The peak monk took action, which was far more powerful than the others. Murong Chengcheng waved his hand and received more than twenty attacks from the Qiu Long Taibao and the Xiaoguo Holy Guard, most of whom were high monks.
One turn...
More than twenty attacks were all poured back, blasting towards their respective "masters"!
It was like Murong Chengcheng waved his hand and launched more than twenty attacks that could threaten the target. The power can be imagined.
"Eight-note soul music!"
Ancestor Jiuxiao's attack was even more bizarre. The sound of the flute that made people's teeth hurt kept getting into everyone's mind, making them confused. Some of them died inexplicably, with no visible fatal injuries, and they didn't even know how they died.
Know.
In less than half an hour, the nearly four hundred people left in the patron palace were slaughtered...
"snort!"
Yang Lin, who had disheveled hair and was dancing wildly with the horned dragon stick in his hand, suddenly groaned and blood started to flow from his seven holes.
The battle between the strong is just a matter of seconds.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
"Puff puff……"
One sword, two palms, and a cane fell with a slight difference, hitting the strange and stunned Yang Lin...
He has fought on the battlefield for decades, suppressed countless wars, gone through three dynasties of the Sui Dynasty, and resisted the "Sunset Sui Dynasty" to this day. He is a powerful king in the world and is famous in ancient and modern times...
Fall!
"Um?!"
The surrounding anti-Yang camp was densely packed, and the lava-like restless atmosphere stagnated. Some were startled, but they all breathed a sigh of relief.
But, who killed Yang Lin?!
This matter is of great importance, we cannot let it go!
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Something happened tonight, and the update has been delayed until now, more than half an hour late. I'm sorry. (To be continued.)
