When Shen Qiye saw the woman appearing, his eyes softened: "Qiuye, you shouldn't come out."
Shen Chuge also shouted repeatedly: "Mom, don't go up, don't go up!"
Dong Lang even roared at Zhao Tianbao: "Why did you let the lady out?"
Zhao Tianbao lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "I woke up, and my wife threatened to die and asked me to send her out. I had no choice..."
Xi Mang also scolded: "Madam is deeply in love with the War Commander. If you let her out, you will let her die."
Zhao Tianbao lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore, but his expression was indescribable pain.
The beautiful woman in red is obviously Xia Qiuye, the woman who made Shen Qiye rise ninety thousand miles:
"We have promised to live and die together for the rest of our lives, how can we let you face it alone?"
"Don't move, don't move, I'll apply medicine to you."
Xia Qiuye held back tears while taking out a bottle of red and white medicine and applying it to Shen Qiye.
The trembling bright red nails were particularly dazzling in the light.
Shen Qiye's fighting spirit and sharpness were reduced by three points in the woman's tears and love.
Shen Qiye whispered: "I will be fine, I will definitely survive. You go back to the basement."
Xia Qiuye shook his head desperately: "I won't go back, I definitely won't go back, we will live together and die together."
"If you dare to drive me down again, I will kill myself before you do."
She whispered: "If I die in front of you, I won't have to bear the pain of watching you die."
Shen Qiye opened his mouth, but he sighed, endlessly tender.
"What a loving couple, what a pair of life-and-death mandarin ducks."
At this moment, Temu Wuyue smiled lightly, and his voice resounded throughout the square:
"Mrs. Shen doesn't want to be the royal nephew, and she doesn't stand in the royal family's neutral camp. She has to become the Shen family's wife and get involved in our grudges."
"Mrs. Shen, you have wasted the chance of survival we gave you."
"Temu Wuyue can only help you and Shen Zhanshuai become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks."
"The next game begins!"
Temu Wuyue waved his finger.
She looked like she wanted to not only cut off Xia Qiuye's vitality, but also take advantage of Shen Qiye as another burden.
Almost as soon as the order was given, four figures shot up.
Three men and one woman, all in their sixties, wearing armor, looking elegant and restrained, and exuding the scent of sandalwood.
A Taoist priest in white, a monk in red, a nun in gray, and a lama in yellow.
Four foreign experts, four murderous weapons, all holding Zen staffs in their hands.
Not only is it as quiet as a rock, it also flows with its own pride.
Shen Chuge and the others all saw that these four people were not simple, and their expressions became more solemn.
Almost at the same moment, the four people shouted to Shen Qiye in unison: "Shen Qiye, put down the butcher knife and turn back to the shore!"
Shen Qiye said calmly: "What I am going to eliminate is a demon. How can I have a butcher's knife?"
Temu Wuyue smiled: "Kill him!"
"Whoosh——"
The pupils of the Four Dafangwai experts shrank and they suddenly shouted loudly.
The Zen staffs were waved at the same time, and the dazzling light was like lightning.
Fast, fierce, and vicious.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Realizing Shen Qiye's power, the four foreign masters went all out.
They wielded hard Zen staffs and specifically attacked the most vulnerable parts of Shen Qiye's body.
It's just that although the four of them are fast and fierce, Shen Qiye's reaction and speed are obviously superior.
He took his time to avoid the four attacks.
"call--"
When the Taoist priest in front missed another Zen staff, Shen Qiye bowed his body and raised his toes.
The Taoist priest's heart sank, and his expression immediately changed.
His body that was originally attacking suddenly froze, and then instantly leaned back.
Unfortunately, it was too late for him to react, and he received a heavy kick from Shen Qiye in the chest.
"Bang!"
Holding back the severe pain, the Taoist priest in white kicked his legs hard, and was able to avoid Shen Qiye's subsequent attack.
"Bang!"
However, the nun in gray also took the opportunity to hit Shen Qiye on the back with his Zen staff, causing a large mouthful of blood to pour into his mouth.
Shen Qiye's face instantly became rosy.
But Shen Qiye didn't make it easy for her either, and shot the opponent away with his backhand.
"Whoosh!"
Shen Qiye did not miss the opportunity and did not care about the injured Taoist priests and nuns.
He stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and the pile of ground turned into powder.
Shen Qiye's momentum surged instantly.
Holding Xia Qiuye in his arms, he moved forward and rushed towards the red monk like a forest tiger king.
"kill--"
The monk roared angrily when he saw this, and swept his two Zen staffs across.
Shen Qiye shot it down.
With a bang, the monk's Zen staff in red broke into two pieces, and his whole body flew out.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, three cold lights flashed, and three Zen staffs suddenly appeared in front of Shen Qiye.
Lamas, Taoist priests and nuns all attacked at the same time, with an astonishing momentum.
Shen Qiye hugged the woman without any hesitation, brandished his spear and faced the fight, dealing with the three of them calmly.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
A series of dull crashing sounds, accompanied by four rapidly flashing figures, continued to sound on the ring.
Although the battle was fierce, Shen Qiye was still at a disadvantage with one against three.
But he still didn't retreat at all, and while protecting the woman, he attacked with all his strength.
The movements of both sides became faster and faster, and the swings of weapons became more and more fierce.
The fierce fighting and the impact of weapons made people's hearts tighten invisibly.
"when--"
A minute later, there was an explosion with an earth-shaking loud noise.
The two parties separated backwards, with blood mist still flying in the air.
The monks, nuns, lamas, and Taoist priests all fell to the ground, with blood spurting from their mouths and noses and looking in pain.
Their breathing was as heavy as that of cattle.
"call……"
Shen Qiye was also covered in blood, with blood marks on his shoulders, thighs, waist and even neck.
But he was still standing on the ring holding Xia Qiuye, with an unyielding light still shining in his eyes.
The fighting spirit is still there.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Before Shen Qiye could step forward with Xia Qiuye in his arms, six Ironwood masters ejected up again.
They besieged Shen Qiye without saying a word.
"Come!"
Shen Qiye held the dark and blood-stained spear and rushed forward with a rainbow of momentum.
The latter subconsciously took five steps back, and then rushed to kill him in anger.
There was a burst of killing sounds, and six Ironwood masters attacked with all their strength.
Shen Qiye's expression remained unchanged as he protected the woman while drawing his gun.
There is no enemy in front of the spear.
For every shot fired, someone will die.
Shen Qiye used blood and killing to clear the way, killing six Ironwood masters in an instant.
But as soon as they died, six more people came to take over.
Wave after wave, very direct tactics.
After killing one after another, Shen Qiye's body was stained with a lot of blood.
But his hand still tightly protected Xia Qiuye, preventing any sword from harming her.
The price of careful care is naturally a few more bloody wounds on one's body.
"die!"
The iron wood masters who rushed forward became more and more powerful, but they were not as fearsome as Shen Qiye's bravery.
Shen Qiye shouted loudly, like a blood dragon born from the outside.
He smashed the combined attacks of the three masters in front of him, shattered their weapons into pieces, and shot the three behind him dead.
Temu Wuyue gave the order indifferently: "Kill!"
The fifth batch of ironwood masters rushed forward.
People can be killed endlessly, and there will always be a moment when the gun breaks.
Shen Qiye took a woman and severely injured more than fifty people, which has demonstrated his terrifying and amazing strength.
However, he is not a robot made of steel after all, and cannot obtain a steady stream of energy and physical strength.
Li Taibai and the others wanted to rush forward to help, but were told by the notary team that Shen Qiye had not surrendered and was dead, so they could not go forward to help.
The reason why the Ironwood masters kept coming forward was because Shen Qiye wanted to fight ten of them one by one.
Li Taibai and the others were very angry and wanted to rebel, but they were suppressed by the old monsters Nan Changshou and Dong Ciyang.
If they move, Nan Changshou and the others will take action.
"flutter!"
When Shen Qiye was stabbed again and killed three enemies, Xia Qiuye grabbed Shen Qiye's arm with a sad look on his face:
"Qiye, if we can't fight, let's just accept our fate."
She smiled bitterly: "Kneel down, maybe you can survive."
Shen Qiye comforted him: "Don't worry, these people can't kill me, Shen Qiye."
He must try his best to kill the enemy before giving India and others a chance to win.
Xia Qiuye wanted to bandage the wound but had nothing, so she could only apply all the red and white medicine on it.
The blood from the wound soaked Xia Qiuye's fingers, and then he applied the red and white medicine on it.
Shen Qiye also added: "Don't be afraid, with me here, you will be fine."
Xia Qiuye bit her lips lightly, her eyes dim with tears and she said no more.
Shen Qiye killed an unknown number of people. He looked like a mad tiger and was covered in blood.
But his gun gradually became heavier.
He looked at the four major foreign masters who were about to complete their breath adjustment, his eyes turned cold, and he rushed over to the woman with his arms in his arms.
He wanted to kill four people with one shot to give Temu Wuyue the greatest deterrent.
"boom!"
Shen Qiye's burst of power was very powerful and very fast, and he was in front of the four masters in a blink of an eye.
Just when he was about to swing the gun, he felt his energy stagnate.
Then, Shen Qiye made a splash and knelt down on one knee.
Wisps of coldness from the wound spread throughout his body.
