Chapter 673, the change of Sardin, the saints advance (4)
Sardine's Change, Holy Clan's Advance (4)
...lost...
...The chest was injured... unable to fight anymore...
If you force yourself to fight again, your life will definitely end!
With his eyes shaking, the man in black robe tried to take a step, but his movement pulled the wound, and the pain in his chest suddenly became intense. He staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground. During the shaking, half of the mask slowly fell off, and black traces fell silently in mid-air.
He fell deep into the pasture, and finally revealed his pale, familiar face.
Chen Zun??Chen Zun!!
The former evil lord of China, the eleventh emperor-level expert on the Black List...the master of Chinese martial arts...Chen Zun!!
After staggering a few steps, he stood up with difficulty. He wanted to straighten his waist again and look at Yuwen Huangxue on the same parallel line again, but...
That persistence has been destroyed, the pain is gradually increasing, consciousness is gradually blurring, and the knees are slowly bending in the struggle.
After his last effort failed, Chen Zun knelt straight on the ground with a bang, his eyes drooped, the figure in his sight was covered by darkness, and finally... he fell to the ground helplessly.
Before his consciousness fell into darkness, the last words that echoed in his mind were Yuwen Huangxue's affirmation!
The words that murmured meaninglessly at the corners of his mouth were also affirmations.
"Congratulations, the Emperor of the Black List, I, Yuwen Huangxue... will recognize your name!"
…Congratulations…Congratulations…
The King of the Black List!
…Recognize…Recognize…Recognize…
"Kill him!" You Ling appeared next to Yuwen Huangxue like a ghost, her cold eyes hidden by her long hair swaying with murderous intent.
The opportunity to kill an emperor-level powerhouse comes only once in a lifetime, and the emergence of any "emperor crisis" must be created with great effort, just like the five quasi-emperors under Di Cheng's command fought hard to inflict heavy damage to drive Qikas into despair!
It is equally difficult to create a situation like this today, not to mention... this emperor-level powerhouse is still in the enemy's camp.
Kill! Leave no harm behind!
Kill? At that moment, Yuwen Huangxue's heart flashed with killing intent. No matter what Chen Zun's intention was or why he joined the Holy Cult Mercenary Group, at least... he was taking action against himself, and he would never be used by him.
!!
Keeping him would be a disaster after all! Especially in the fight just now, Chen Zun's endless Chinese martial arts, his exquisite display and coordination, as well as the incredibly dense and rapid changes in moves and offensives, are all what Yuwen Huangxue has experienced in his life.
rare.
It's okay if such a figure doesn't become an emperor. Once he becomes an emperor, his growth rate is absolutely beyond imagination! No wonder he is valued by the old people in the Tantric Sect. The old living Buddhas of the year paid close attention to him, and the Great Buddha even insisted on giving up his discipleship! Chen Zun really has it
Its excess, to a certain extent, is no worse than Shen Aoming's.
It's a pity... He rejected Tantric Buddhism at the beginning, missed time, and missed the biggest turning point in his life.
Otherwise, in today's China, Chen Zun must be the one who "controls the sky"!
Such characters are bound to become threats, especially now that they have joined the hostile camp! Kill them, there is no reason to deny them.
But at this time, Yuwen Huangxue, who had always been decisive, hesitated.
To kill? Or not to kill?
He didn't want to hesitate, but he didn't know why.
You Ling did not wait for Yuwen Huangxue's order, and walked swaying towards the place where Chen Zun fell. In his opinion, there was no need for such threatening factors to exist. As long as there was a chance, he would kill without mercy!
But... at this moment, the four "ghost killers" who followed finally appeared, like ghosts appearing one after another around Chen Zun, with dark figures, pale masks, different body shapes, and different blades.
There are also different murderous intentions, condensed into a fierce killing aura, filled with a strong aura of threat!
"Guard!" The four of them spoke at the same time, their voices dry but extremely determined!
They were looking forward to the defeat of the ‘man in black robe’, but they didn’t want him to die in the battle, not to mention that this should be the boss’s intention!
So, they showed up, so they had murderous intent, and were not afraid of You Ling and Yuwen Huangxue, and took on the posture of protecting them to the death.
You Ling did not stop, and continued to move forward. His pale hands slowly stretched out from under the black robe. Although he was curious about how Sardin cultivated such a monster, there were ten of them! But there were only four in front of him...
Not enough to threaten him!
With all his strength, he is absolutely sure to kill them all within five minutes! This is not arrogance, but confidence. With his strength, he can definitely do it!
"That's it!" When the two sides were about to show off, Yuwen Huangxue finally spoke, but the order was not 'kill'!!
Finally looking at the place where Chen Zun fell, Yuwen Huangxue turned around and walked towards the battlefield. Recalling Chen Zun's still aloof but a little more wrinkled face, recalling the hazy look in his eyes, he felt...
He couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart: "The conditions in the desert are difficult, and he...has become much older..."
Huh? That's all? You Ling didn't seem to hear the order and continued to move forward, continuing to condense her breath. Her pale hands shrouded in black robes slowly tightened, and her eyes hidden by her long messy hair were as cold as ice.
You Ling's position in the Saint Mercenary Group is the same as Yaya's position in Tianmen. He is not controlled by anyone, and he is not valued by anyone. With Yuwen Huangxue's ability and temperament, he has not looked down upon him until now.
Soul and heart.
Feeling You Ling's killing intent, the four killer ghosts narrowed their eyes slightly, and tightened their hands to break the knife. Their expressions were calm, their souls were dead, and there were no other emotions deep in their hearts, only... defense and attack!!
Even if the person coming is a quasi-emperor, a ghost of the world...a spiritualist!
"You Ling, follow me to break this game. The base is the main battlefield!! The three sharp blades of Yaya, Meiyan, Fang Zhongshou, and Tianmen may all be there..." Yuwen Huangxue's voice came over again.
You Ling's footsteps finally stopped. I don't know if it was those words that touched him. His eyes, which had not changed for thousands of years, swayed obviously. He paused for a moment, and then moved step by step after being locked by the auras of the four 'killing ghosts'.
He floated back and followed Yuwen Huangxue towards the battlefield.
Their approach quickly attracted the attention of people on the periphery of the battle circle. The rising momentum of the Imperial Soul Team and the shock and suspicion of the Bloodwing and Sandfall troops quickly spread to the entire battlefield.
With the defeat of Chen Zun, the scattering of the Ten Killing Ghosts, Doudou's passivity, and Sardin's serious injury, looking at the entire joint force, no one can deal with these two 'monster' level characters.
Although they are only two people, one is the pinnacle emperor who is respected by everyone in the world, and the other is a vicious and cruel ghost, the quasi-emperor. As long as they successfully enter the "game", they are likely to turn into two murderous blades, ruthlessly
Severely tearing apart the balance of the battlefield.
If they set their sights on Kang Keze or Sardin, if Yuwen Huangxue insists on killing Doudou... who can stop them?
Underneath the solemn atmosphere is an uncontrollable chill!
Yuwen Huangxue and You Ling were far away from each other and walked very slowly, but every time they took a step forward, it was like a huge wave, slamming against the momentum of the battlefield and impacting the will of some people.
As the distance gets closer, this influence becomes more intense.
The most anxious and confused person in the audience was undoubtedly Kang Keze. Is the man in black robe dead or alive? If he is still alive, how serious will the injury be? Who is Yuwen Huangxue's next target? Sadin or himself?
Damn it!! How could this happen!!
Is Yuwen Huangxue invincible? Is there no one in the world who can kill him?
Kang Keze doesn't believe that one's personal abilities can defy nature, but... reality...
what to do??
"Uncle, you are distracted again!!" Yu Yan once again seized the opportunity, flashed behind Kang Keze and suddenly the figure suddenly rose up. As the delicate body turned around, the short knife in his hand tore hard at the back of Kang Keze's neck!
At the moment of life and death, Kang Keze tried his best to dodge, but... poof... a cold light flashed through, and the sharp edge of the short knife carved a blood hole more than ten centimeters long on his back shoulder! It was deep into the bone and close to the posterior carotid artery!
Kang Keze screamed, the severe pain making his body tense up. He wanted to stay calm, but Yu Yan's rapid attack once again, and the physical trauma invaded his sanity like a wind and wave.
At this moment, Sardin, who was in the center of the battle circle, suddenly let out an almost roaring roar: "Bloodwing Left Army, withdraw!!"
What??
"Sadin! How dare you!" Kang Keze's face changed drastically and he roared! Although he was aware of the upcoming drastic change in the situation, things did not really happen. Everything was possible and things would turn around. How could he do it now?
Choose to give up??
"Bloodwing Left Army, withdraw!!" Doudou roared in the melee, and his voice became even louder, like thunder in the sky, spreading over most of the battlefield.
After receiving the order, the captains of each battalion shouted orders to retreat.
The situation at this moment has not yet become 'out of control', and the Blood Wing Left Army is not passive, so there is no trace of panic in the order to retreat, it is more like each captain calling for his own deployment.
The Imperial Soul Team tried to seize the opportunity to strike, but the blood-wing left army gathered and separated without any panic, which was far beyond their expectations, and the expected 'mass destruction' was not realized.
On the contrary, their gradual separation left more energy and strength for the Imperial Soul Team to ‘take care’ of the Sand Waterfall Troops!!
"Sadin, you bastard!!" Konkze rarely gets angry, but this time he couldn't help but cursed Sadin fiercely in his heart. The reason why he chose him was because of the strong combat effectiveness of his troops. Unexpectedly, the critical moment turned out to be
He suddenly pulled out his hand!!
"Get out, get out!" Sardin shouted loudly, and under the protection of the six killer ghosts, he broke out of the encirclement in an awkward manner.
Lang Zixu and others did not continue the pursuit. They made a symbolic gesture and immediately turned around and pounced on the Shapu troops.
"Retreat!!" Konkze no longer hesitated, and gave the retreat order with a hysterical roar, announcing the end of the sniper battle.
However... the Imperial Soul Team can let go of the Blood Wing Left Army, but they will never let them break free again! If Yuwen Huangxue hadn't been concerned about the situation at the base, it would have been possible to send them to hell in one fell swoop, leaving this majestic team
The bones of North African mercenary troops are buried in the vast grasslands.
PS: It's the end of the month, brothers, don't waste your flowers. Also... there will be another outbreak on New Year's Day at the beginning of next month, brothers, you should prepare basic flowers, rush!!
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