The Yin Army is part of Duanmu Jifeng's secret army
They are all spiritualists with great spiritual skills.
They were trained by Duanmu Jifeng. When they were in Nanshan, Duanmu Jifeng had been spending two hours at night to train them.
As soon as Duanmu Jifeng finished speaking, the surrounding secret guards immediately raised their voices and roared.
"The Silver Army! The Silver Army goes into battle!"
Instantly, behind Duanmu Jifeng, a group of men in silver armor surged out like wind and lightning. All of them had expressionless faces and cold eyes. They only obeyed Duanmu Jifeng's orders.
"Little Wildcat, you and Xiaobai go aside, we are really going to kill you."
Duanmu Jifeng smiled softly and said
Shui Jingxue glared at him coldly, "No! I want to be with you!"
After she finished speaking, she bent down and picked up a sword from the ground.
The sword was in hand, filled with spiritual energy, and the sword suddenly shone with light, stabbing Duanmu Jifeng's eyes with slight pain.
Duanmu Jifeng was startled, and then he smiled with joy, "The woman I, Duanmu Jifeng, has fallen in love with, is indeed extraordinary. Well, after you have been trained by my side...if I am no longer here..."
"Bah, what are you talking about? Come on, the puppet soldiers are here!"
Shui Jingxue interrupted him unhappily.
Is he gone? Bah, if it was the man she identified with, how could he be gone?
Duanmu Jifeng looked up, and sure enough, he saw the group of puppet soldiers rushing to the front with lightning speed.
Duanmu Jifeng's men had already retreated aside.
The loss was not big, but it made Duanmu Jifeng extremely angry.
His people, whom he worked so hard to cultivate, were destroyed at the hands of these puppet soldiers!
The silver army behind him immediately spread out with Duanmu Jifeng's hand, like a goshawk spreading its wings.
Xiaobai stood leisurely aside, watching the group of puppet soldiers rush forward and fight with Duanmu Jifeng's people.
Shui Jingxue held the sword, her heart beating wildly.
She took a deep breath, those days of being a killer came back again
However, she didn't want to escape. Born in troubled times, she had to strike first to gain the upper hand. The law of the jungle was the law!
You don't kill people, but people kill you. There is no right or wrong in troubled times!