At this time, Yan Xiaoqing had collided with Xia Yan. The two emperors, one yellow and one black.
Yan Xiaoqing is like the dark clouds before the storm, while Xia Yan is like the rising sun. What kind of scene will it be like when the two forces collide?
"Putao... come to my side?" Qi Xuan's anxious cry came from another corner of the battlefield.
Xia Yan and Yan Xiaoqing seemed to have feelings for each other. They bravely slashed the weapons in their hands at each other's body while looking towards me.
At that moment, the gaze on me made me breathless.
I tiptoed and flew in front of Yan Xiaoqing and Xia Yan.
Xia Yan's eyes froze, and taking advantage of this gap, Yan Xiaoqing's blade rotated and aimed at Xia Yan's heart from my side.
At that moment, my throat felt like someone was strangling me. I raised the silver sword in my hand and blocked Yan Xiaoqing's sneak attack with a clang. I was greeted by Yan Xiaoqing's disbelieving eyes.
The look in his eyes that contained too much grievance and unwillingness made my heart ache.
Pfft... Yan Xiaoqing's sneak attack attempt failed, but Xia Yan succeeded.
Looking at the transparent sword blade that passed through my armpit, Yan Xiaoqing's entire shoulder standing in front of me was wet, and the black armor was wet, like black blood.
"Hahaha...hahaha..." Yan Xiaoqing laughed wildly, holding the Kanbu sword on his shoulder with one hand. The sharp edge of the sword scratched his palm, leaving a bright red mark that made people unable to open their eyes.
Eye.
It turns out that his blood is red.
I hurriedly turned around to look at Xia Yan, and saw that he had a serious look on his face, and he didn't feel that the sword thrust was inappropriate at all.
It was at that moment that I made a decision.
He raised his wrist and hit Xia Yan's unsuspecting shoulder with a palm, knocking him to the ground. When the tall body fell, dust was kicked up on the ground. The dark sky blocked the expression on his face, but the pair of
The twinkling eyes shine right into my eyes.
It was a stinging look, and it hurt him.
"Your Majesty..." Duotong rushed over and helped Xia Yan up.
"Your Majesty..." At the same time, Shakshe also came to Yan Xiaoqing's side.
Both men stared at each other with unyielding eyes.
"Whoever continues to kill wantonly will be killed without mercy!" I heard my own voice echoing on the battlefield.
I believe there are many people who heard it, but this sentence was not actually shouted to these soldiers who were fighting each other.
I want these leaders to hear it. I want them to know that if anyone dares to hurt the other person again, no matter who it is, I will never be soft again.
Only now do I know how much perseverance it takes to develop a cold and hard heart.
I didn't dare to look at Yan Xitong's domineering expression, I didn't dare to look at Xia Yan's injured look, I didn't dare to look at Yan Xiaoqing's aggrieved eyes, I didn't even dare to look at Qi Xuan.
The battlefield seemed to be frozen at this moment.
But I know it's definitely not because of me.
Rumble... A muffled sound came from the ground, and the sky was suppressed by a dark cloud, as if it could fall down anytime and anywhere.
"No, there's going to be an avalanche." Liuchi shouted not far away.
In the distance, we Anguo were still fighting tirelessly. I saw Zhang Huai with an excited face frequently exchanging blows with Shakshe. The two of them were almost indifferent to the outcome, and Shakshe was already willing to fight, no matter who the opponent was or whether
He was of a high enough level to fight with himself and tried his best to resist.
