Almost at the same time, dozens of black troops in the inner circle jumped out like a reflex. Amidst the clanging sound of weapons, everyone stared at the front with ferocious eyes. The loyal reaction of the black troops,
Once again, the Longyan troops were deeply shocked. Such a swift, orderly, and decisive performance required such firm and persistent loyalty and faith? If it had not been engraved in the bones and integrated into the blood, there would definitely not be the performance at this moment.
August frowned, and while gesturing for Anne to hide in the team, he slowly took a few steps forward, his burning eyes fixed on the white-robed figure in front of him with his back to them.
Under the pale moonlight, pale snow, and desolate night, this white shadow gives people a strong sense of oppression. It is not heavy or wild, but a strange pressure, extremely sharp...cold!! Like
It was the cold light that pierced their souls mercilessly.
No one said anything, and there was no need to talk nonsense. Since he appeared here, there was a 99% chance that he was a strong person from Skynet. This kind of strong pressure is definitely not an ordinary person. Could it be... the Great Elder??
Augustus moved his fingertips and silently pinched the card-shaped bomb inside his cuffs in case of emergency. At the same time, he signaled to Heiwu and Long Yan to be ready to escape at any time. In fact, his signal was not needed.
Thirty people moved their shoulders automatically, but the subtle movements conveyed a message to their comrades: "You go, we will hold on."
The other members of the Heiwu team have no fight and no need to fight. They are willing to stay and die to stop him, and they will continue to protect him with their lives. Even if they fight to the last person, they will protect the emperor in their hearts to the death!
The current four captains of the Black Arms Squadron waved back violently, beckoning them to leave quickly. At the same time, their expressions were tense and their fighting spirit was surging. They were ready to accept the baptism of death. Of course, they would rather die than be inflicted by this bastard.
Some troubles delayed the brothers' escape.
"Three years...three years of seclusion...once I wake up...everything has changed." Just as everyone was retreating, the blond man in white robe finally spoke, with a little sadness in his tone, but the aura around him
But it became more and more sharp, as if bursts of cold air were circulating around everyone.
"Hurry up!!" The black troops had no intention of discussing emotional issues with him. Thirty people roared, and they all jumped up and rushed towards the man in white robes.
"The God King was harmed by you, and you have to repay this debt." The man in white robe ignored the desperate killing of the black troops, and disappeared in an instant. With the slightest cold words, he unexpectedly intercepted the retreating people.
In front of the team, the lowered eyes slowly raised, and at that moment, a sharp cold light shot directly at Di Cheng in Dahan's arms.
"He is the Holy Lord, run away!!" Annie's face changed drastically, and she suddenly thought of the other party's identity. God King? Holy Lord? There are rumors within the family that the Eagle Line and the Grave Line are not unrelated, and the two lines are mutually exclusive.
There are relatives, the God King and the Holy Lord are close friends, the Ghost King and the Lord have an irreversible friendship. The terrifying aura, the fierce murderous intention, and the revenge for the God King, who is it if it is not the Holy Lord!!
The Holy Master of the family, the patron saint of the Elders' House, the supreme leader of the guardian angels, a peak king who rarely appears in public but is powerful and terrifying!!
"You can escape for a while, can you escape from this mountain range?" The Holy Lord has a cold expression and cold eyes, like a white ghost, floating silently, but giving people the impression that it is filled with piercing and sharp murderous intent.
The crazy interception of Hei Wu and Long Yan was like an incomparably sharp silver needle, piercing through everything ruthlessly, and finally... fell in front of Dahan in an instant.
The speed is so fast that it is shocking.
"Kill him!!" The surrounding troops were in shock and rushed to kill him without hesitation. Dahan gritted his teeth and turned sharply to the side, trying to avoid the attack from the Holy Lord. But...
Even though everyone had the will to live and die, they also felt a deep sense of powerlessness deep in their hearts. After all, the opponent was an unparalleled emperor-level powerhouse!!
"Dicheng, are you willing to just be a spectator in this life-and-death battle?" The Holy Lord came and went as fast as a white shadow flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and then disappeared without a trace, but the next second, everyone froze.
On the spot, his pupils were dilated and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Brother Cheng? Where is Brother Cheng!!
Dahan stared blankly at his arms. Di Cheng and Guan Ying, who were originally in his arms, actually...disappeared??
Plop, the silent voice immediately attracted everyone's attention. Following the sound, Guan Ying, who was covered in blood, fell helplessly not far away. The scarlet blood spread out on the snow with dazzling scarlet streaks. His eyes continued to extend forward, at
On the skinny short tree, the Holy Lord stood with his hand raised, and the unconscious Di Cheng was pinched mercilessly in his hand.
"put……"
Annie and others shouted anxiously, but before the sound came out, everyone was in high spirits because...
"Holy Lord of Guardian Angels? I have long admired your name and introduce myself. I am the Chinese Esoteric Sect... Hua Nongying!" The moment the Holy Lord stood, a handsome voice dressed in black and flowing like the wind appeared at the same time, right next to him.
!!
Hua Nongying never made a direct move, but the pervasive murderous intent had already locked onto the Holy Lord. Two sharp auras and cold murderous intent intertwined silently in this cold night. Standing seemingly calm was actually better than a violent one.
fight.
If the appearance of Hua Nongying was not enough to make everyone breathe a sigh of relief, then the figure in white that appeared immediately after them made them both surprised and a little uneasy.
"Let go and let him go." The floating white-haired witch appeared on the top of the boulder not far away. She was still wearing a flowing white skirt, white gauze, and white hair. The soft sword in her hand was shaking slightly, and the coldness was cold.
The awn appears from time to time.
The Holy Lord looked at the white-haired witch, his breath locked on Hua Nongying, and his expression did not waver at all. After a moment, he pinched Di Cheng's hand but suddenly exerted force. At this moment, the solidified aura suddenly changed drastically, and Hua Nongying fiddled with it.
Dead Branch's right hand suddenly rose up, and the slightly turned end of the branch was packed with unparalleled sharp energy, and it went straight to the Holy Lord's throat. What is a lightning strike? What is thunder and tearing through the air! Hua Nongying's sudden attack is the most extreme.
Deduction.
At the same time, the white-haired witch shot suddenly, making several flashing movements, and approached the location of the Holy Lord. Her movements were gentle and erratic, but she could not hide her terrifying speed. The rolled soft sword tensed instantly when it was raised.
, and struck the Holy Lord's chest in a more sharp way.
The two human emperors launched an attack at the same time. The killing god of the world and a strange witch joined forces for the first time to kill each other. The speed and violence caused everyone present to truly feel the "visual dislocation", and before their consciousness could react,
By the time, the Holy Lord had already grabbed Di Cheng and retreated quickly.
The strength of the Holy Lord is extraordinary, but who is Hua Nongying? His Chinese sharp blade has been hidden for nearly ten years. The sudden attack at this moment is so terrifying. How strong is the white-haired witch? Who knows, who can
How can anyone know?! With murderous intent permeating the air, he is also not an easy person!
Sure enough, there were more than ten collisions between the sparks of calcium carbide. Annie and the others could not see anything clearly, and their vision could not keep up with the pace, so they felt a little dizzy. Just when they were a little distracted, the fierce battle that had just broken out came to an abrupt end.
The three living emperors were separated from each other and silently confronted each other in three directions. Their murderous intent was as clear as substance. Even though they were nearly a hundred meters apart, they could still feel the biting cold feeling.
Annie and the others were slightly excited, because... the Holy Lord's robe, as clean as snow, was torn in many places, and a blood stain was oozing out from his forehead. The Di Cheng in his hand returned to the white-haired witch's hands.
"If I'm not wrong, you should be Bai Yanzhi who was trained by the Elders." The Holy Lord's expression did not change much. His consciousness was still focused on the shadow of Hua Nong in the distance, and his eyes were fixed on the white-haired witch. He was divided into two parts, facing this.
A fierce killing scene.
The white-haired witch was as cold as ice and had no intention of paying attention. She put Di Cheng on the ground and pointed her sharp breath at the Holy Lord again.
Dahan and the others huffed around them, picked up Guan Ying and Di Cheng respectively, and nodded heavily to Hua Nongying and the others to express their gratitude. Without any further nonsense, they rushed towards the dense forest next to them while guarding them.
"You hang on to him, and I'll stop the Great Elder." Bai Yanzhi was wary of the Holy Lord, slowly stepped back a few steps, turned around and was about to catch up with Dahan and the others. There were too many strong men in Skynet, and there were still others in the forest.
There is an even more terrifying Great Elder. If no one stops him, Dahan and the others will not be able to escape no matter what.
"Since you're here, stay here for now." The Holy Lord curled his right hand slightly, and the silver needle in his hand shot out in an instant, straight towards the white-haired witch as if it was alive!
As if he had expected it, the white-haired witch charged forward and shot diagonally into the sky, swaying forward in a flash. The Holy Lord refused to give up, and allowed Hua Nongying to be a threat. He tried his best to intercept the white-haired witch. He was extremely powerful.
The strength of the capital was revealed to the outside world, and it entangled the white-haired witch in the blink of an eye. Especially its sharp attack method, and the continuous shooting of silver needles, brought great oppression to Bai Rouge.
To a certain extent, the Holy Lord's martial arts is biased towards 'assassination'. Even though he follows the same route as Hua Nongying, it is different. At least... he can switch between 'assassination' and 'melee combat' at will, and he is sharp.
His style is enough to make anyone tired of parrying. The most obvious feature is that his offensive does not have any feints, it is all real and as fast as the wind and rain, and he has to deal with every attack with all his strength.
Seeing the entanglement between the Holy Master and Bai Rouge, Hua Nongying wanted to temporarily evacuate and escort Di Cheng and the others away, but the trap Bai Rouge fell into in an instant forced him to stay. If Bai Rouge failed to escape, she would have to face
For the Holy Lord and the Great Elder. So... By staying, Bai Yanzhi, the 'foreign aid', can abandon distracting thoughts and continue fighting. After the two of them join forces to kill the Holy Lord, the subsequent situation will be to join forces to fight the Great Elder again.
"Let's go, let's go!" Augustus didn't have time to wait for them to decide the outcome. He distributed all the twenty card bombs in his pocket to the Black Warrior brothers who had previously volunteered to be the dead soldiers.
Twenty people accepted it without hesitation and were willing to serve as suicide bombers.
The performance of the moment of life and death can best show the imprint deep in the soul.