As time goes by, this kind of non-stop war consumes our physical strength very quickly. I don’t know how many people have been killed. I am slowly immersed in the killing and have forgotten the world. There is only one word in my mind.
, that means kill, kill, kill, kill.
The system's prompt sounded once, but I ignored it. There were still many Indian troops, and the devil suits and all-evil-slaying red suits on them could not stay red, as if they might melt at any time. Unknowingly, my
The color of his hair began to turn red, and his eyes turned as red as blood. Blood fluttered in the wind, and screams filled his ears.
At this moment, I am like a life-seeking king who has returned from hell. Anyone who doesn't like it will be killed with a knife and cut into pieces.
The situation is not optimistic. Although I have that kind of physical strength, it does not represent everyone. Tianlong and others on the city wall were weak and sat there to rest. Only a few stronger guys tried their best to resist the Yakuza who attacked the city gate. I
With a loud shout, he turned around and killed them. If I let them break through the city gate now, wouldn't my plan be ruined? Anyone who stood in the way would be destroyed by the evil sword. I don't know how many people I killed, but I just know that one
One thing, save Suzaku City.
At this critical moment, black clouds pressed down in the sky, and then a black light penetrated the clouds and shot straight into the interior of the Yasan Army. This black light has powerful destructive power. Once it touches the body, it will immediately turn into
for particles.
"Husband, are you okay?" Zixuan and Xinyao fell to the ground, looked at me with concern, and slaughtered a few of them without opening their eyes.
"I'm fine, don't worry." I stared at the battlefield carefully. All the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect were here. Although there were only a thousand, they were the best among the best. Their cultivation had transcended counter-claims and returned to nature. It would be natural to deal with the Indian Yakuza.
No more words.
"Husband, it's enough to leave this place to us. You can go up and have a rest." Zixuan said to me, his eyes full of worry.
I shook my head and said: "We still can't kill so many people, maybe they are in place now. Xinyao, Zixuan, you two have five hundred disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect from each generation, guard the open space in front of the city wall, and you cannot let an enemy pass through it.
Pass." The two of them nodded and gathered the disciples of the Tianmo Sect in the sect channel. They saw black shadows flashing in the sky. Everyone did not forget to say hello to me when they passed by. It seems that I, the senior brother, was among them.
It still carries a lot of weight in the eyes, and this is our advantage.
After recovering some physical strength, I started fighting again. This time it was much more fierce than last time. The All-Evil Slash and the Demon God Suit seemed to have changed. I just felt that the power in my body was constantly flowing, like a spring, and there was no drying up at all.
While slashing, I turned on the communicator, contacted Tianjian, and asked: "How is the situation over there?"
Tianjian smiled sourly and said: "An Ye, you kid is not kind. You killed me so much that you let me, the evil Wudi, wait here. Do you know what Wudi said to you now? You snob, haha, what about it, it's our turn
Did you show up?"
I laughed heartily, chopped down the unlucky guy who couldn't open his eyes, and said, "Yes, come here, don't let any of you get away."
As soon as my words were passed, earth-shattering shouts of killing came from the enemy's rear, among which Black Dragon Wudi's loudest voice was: "Brothers, try your best to kill me. For the glory of China, no one can let the Indian bastard escape."
."
As soon as Heilong Wudi finished shouting the words, these Chinese people who had been holding back for a long time shouted in unison: "Anyone who offends our Chinese power will die an ugly death." Millions of soldiers shouted in unison, with that momentum, that momentum,
It's not something these idiots can know.
"Pfft!" The Wings of Darkness, which had not appeared for a long time, appeared behind me. I flew into the air and shouted: "Brothers, our reinforcements are coming. Now everyone listen to my order and the whole army will attack. Those who have no attack ability will
Even if I grab them with my hands or bite them with my mouth, I will show off the momentum of our Chinese people and drive these bastard Indian bastards back to their hometown."
There was a burst of killing sounds, with Tianjian and Black Dragon Wudi taking the lead. The super weapons in their hands were not scrap metal. After a sudden charge, tens of thousands of dead souls fell under their swords. Black Dragon Wudi kept shouting.
Enjoyable.
I flew in front of Amitabha and said with a smile: "Dear Monk, do you want to surrender, or should I send you all back? In fact, both options are the same, so I will send you back first.
"Just when I was about to use my All-Evil Slash, a fierce ray of light shot towards me. I didn't dodge and let him hit me. It didn't do any harm to me at all. I turned around and looked at this person. It was Black Dragon Wudi."
An Ye, leave him to me, you have killed so many people, and you have lost all the limelight."
I shrugged, looking indifferent, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, Monk, just die happily."
The monk stared at me with a pair of bull's eyes, and the hatred in his eyes was vividly performed by him. But I just like the innocent eyes of my defeated generals, which makes my heart feel very comfortable. Just watch it, you kid, when you cry.
I was thinking evilly in my heart, and turned around and threw myself into the crowd. Wherever the Wan Evil Slash was swung, there were patches of blood on the stumps, which made Tianjian's face turn pale. Brother, you were much more ruthless than me when you killed me.
I don’t see you having the urge to feel sick. You are only allowed to be cruel at home, but I am not allowed to be cruel at home.
India is suffering from enemies from both sides, and these millions of troops are being eaten away by us little by little. My self-confidence has always been inflated, but it is not muddle-headed self-confidence. Only a wise man can be so confident, that feeling of having everything in the palm of his hand, really
marvelous.
The most interesting thing is the disciples of hell. Each one of them is holding a heavy sword and spear in his hand. I can see that these weapons are high-attack weapons. The disciples of hell are not good at attacking, and among the skills of hell, except collecting
Except for the two skills of releasing ghosts, all the others are auxiliary damage. These hell disciples lived up to the majesty of the Chinese. Some three or four of them held long spears and stabbed the Indian Yakuza in the stomach with all their strength.
Push forward. When the spear is full, kick all the corpses away. The disciples of Tianmomen kill the enemies while taking care of these strong warriors.