The crossbowman's hand on the string of the arrow loosened again, and arrows shot off the string, overwhelmingly heading towards the massacre army.
In addition to Li Canglang and other five spiritual masters, the massacre army opened the shackles on the Dantian, and the spiritual energy swarmed out, overwhelming the river and thundering, shocking everyone present!
Among these 30,000 massacre troops, there are 500 who are above the eighth level of innate spirit masters and below. The remaining 29,000 are not lower than the fifth level of innate strength. No empire can possess such strength to dominate the world.
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The majestic spiritual energy broke all the countless bows and arrows, and he sang softly and shouted, "Kill!"
Thick murderous intent burst out. The massacre army circulated their spiritual energy, held swords in their hands, and rushed towards the outside. There were still some massacre soldiers protecting the people of Beiyue. Li Canglang's five spiritual masters were protecting Qingge.
A silver halo of light brightens people's eyes.
In the chaos, Mo Xie raised his head and took a sip of wine, then laughed suddenly. The sound of laughter continued to spread. He laughed so much that he covered his abdomen, arched his body, and seemed to burst into tears.
Just stay alive!
Better than anything else.
The light singer was holding the Mingwang Sword and was tall and tall. Hearing the roaring laughter behind him, his soul seemed to twitch violently.
The aroma of wine lingers on the tip of the nose, stronger than the smell of blood, making the evening drunk and covering the sky.
On top of the fiery horse in the distance, Tu Lieyun, who had always been mature and steady, couldn't stop laughing, "Well done!"
"It is indeed an unknown style."
Asuka held the horse's neck between her legs and fell backwards, sleeping peacefully on the horse's back. She held a wolf-tooth knife in her slender hands and pillowed it behind her head.
Huzi curled his lips, "It's so thrilling. I thought the master died like this."
"Don't worry, if your master dies, we will definitely kill you and bury you with your master." Asuka grinned wantonly, her white teeth shining with a sinister arc.
Huzi looked at Asuka's evil face and couldn't help but shudder.
This woman is so bad, but her master is still cute.
Huzi turned to Qingge and smiled with narrowed eyes. The exposed fangs were really cute, but when his eyes fell on the girl fighting in a bloody battle, the corners of his mouth twitched.
There were dead soldiers who wanted to surround Qingge from all sides. Li Canglang and others dealt with them all, but there were still a dozen or so that slipped through the net and pounced on Qingge. Qingge held the Mingwang Sword and swung it away, cutting him in half. His blood splashed all over the ink.
Clothes.
Behind the girl, there were many dead soldiers who raised their swords and slashed at her.
Qingge's back was turned to these dead soldiers, and her face facing the sky was outlined with a smile, but the smile did not spread into her eyes. Her narrowed eyes made the blade of the sword tremble continuously and make a dragon sound.
The Mingwang sword was thrown out. The Mingwang sword passed through the sky and penetrated the skulls of more than ten dead soldiers. Blood spattered on the spot, and their souls returned to the west.
It was so shocking that some ordinary women who were close to watch the excitement vomited out.
Qingge put her hand down, and the Mingwang sword flew around in a circle before returning to her hand.
When the white hair was raised, it was swaying in the splash of scarlet blood. A hole appeared on the side of the skull of more than a dozen burly dead soldiers, and blood gushed out.
When the girl on the front turned around and smiled, more than a dozen dead soldiers fell to the ground, lifeless.
Huzi: "..."
It's so cruel and not cute at all.
But there is no way, no matter how cruel he is, he is already his destined master. Huzi sighed deeply, thinking angrily about why his life was so miserable, and the women around him were either as wild as Asuka, or as gentle as Qingge.
Cruel, how can he marry a wife in the future!
*
In the corner, outside the battlefield.
Fierce horses, no wind or waves.
Yin Liangsha sat on the horse holding Ye Jingjing, his eyes fell on Qingge who was protected by five spiritual masters. Ye Jingjing raised her head and looked at Yin Liangsha's sharpened chin, her purple-black eyes filled with
With a hint of innocence, "Your Highness, will my sister die?"
"Won't."
The corners of Yin Liangsha's eyes and eyebrows were filled with a flower-like smile, "She will not die, she will live a more wonderful life than anyone else."
"Why?" Ye Jingjing blinked.
Yin Liangsha rubbed Ye Jingjing's head and said, "Because...she is Ye Qingge."
*
Among the mountains and seas, Ye Wuhen stood proudly, with a mandala blooming on his purple robe. He crossed his arms over his chest, tilted his head, and the smile overflowing from his lips was so real.
Ye Yu stood beside Ye Wuhen, chuckled, and said: "It seems that Qing Ge told a big lie and set up a ridiculous situation, but no one can escape, and she is the final winner.
That’s right.”
Ye Wuhen suppressed the smile on his face, and a strange brilliance appeared in his eyes, "Beiyue Emperor can't die, Qingge hasn't won yet."
"Yes, Qin Kui is here." Ye Yu's gaze lingered on Qin Kui, suddenly feeling a little sad.
She is the only daughter of Qin Lan and Ye Zhengxiong, and she can also be regarded as the granddaughter of Qin Kui, but Qin Kui only has the dead Ye Xue in his eyes.
Ye Yu lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
She had been hysterically angry and flamboyant, and then she had been quiet and demure.
But no matter what she does, no one seems to notice her.
She is just an abandoned person.
There was a warm touch on his shoulder, and a big hand with clear bones hugged Ye Yu. Ye Yu raised his face, but could only see the man's firm and cold outline and his tightly pursed thin lips.
Ye Qingtian in front of the sycamore tree shook his head helplessly, "I'm getting old, now it's all the young people's world."
"You protect my little master, I will chop off the head of the dog emperor." Li Canglang said loudly in the fierce wind.
Hearing this, Bai Honghai and others came closer to Qingge. When Li Canglang was about to rush towards Beiyue Emperor, Qingge stretched out his hand and grabbed Li Canglang's shoulder.
Li Canglang turned around, puzzled, "Young master?"
Qing Ge narrowed her eyes and said coldly: "Let me come."
"Little Master, the Dog Emperor's strength is at the twelfth level of the innate world, and there is a Second Sword Spiritual Master next to him. You can't take risks!" Xu Yan frowned slightly and said.
Qingge held up her flowers and smiled, "I am Ye Jingfeng's daughter..."
One word is worth ten thousand words.
Li Canglang, Bai Honghai and others looked at each other in silence for a long time.
Qingge patted Li Canglang's shoulder, carried the Ming Dynasty sword and rushed towards the Beiyue Emperor. The speed was extremely fast, and amid lightning and thunder, she arrived in front of the dragon chair. She leaped in the air, her legs
As the song rose, a pair of soft jade arms raised the Mingwang Sword high and drank it at the head of the Northern Moon Emperor.
A gray figure came over quickly, and the spiritual energy storm gathered in front of Qingge, blowing Qingge away.
Qin Kui stood in front of Bei Yue Emperor with a stern look, "Ye Qingge, it seems you have to die in my hands!"
Second Sword Spiritual Master!
Everyone's hearts were lifted.
"Qin, if you dare to touch my disciple, I will destroy your Luohua Qin family, believe it or not!"
A thunderous sound suddenly sounded, accompanied by a violent storm.