Fang Lie, Zhan Feng, and Luo Shan were still fighting to kill the enemy. At the end of the battle, the three of them were facing back to back, facing the soldiers of the White Mask Corps who were constantly charging towards them.
All three of them had injuries on their bodies, more or less serious or minor. Their combat uniforms were stained with blood and looked stained with blood. There was their own blood but more of it was the blood of the enemy.
No matter how strong their combat capabilities were, they would still inevitably be injured when faced with waves of enemies that kept charging at them and adopting various crazy fighting methods.
Tired, that's for sure.
But the battle is not over yet, so we must keep fighting and killing.
At this time, another group of white masked soldiers with a size of about fifteen came over and surrounded the three of them.
"Damn it, are these turtles really inexhaustible? Brothers, keep fighting!"
Zhan Feng licked the corner of his mouth, there was a fishy smell, it was the taste of blood, but he was smiling, showing off his pride.
"kill!"
Fang Lie also spoke.
The three of them cooperated with each other and fought forward.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
Blood light suddenly appeared, and blood flowers bloomed.
Among the soldiers of the White Mask Corps who charged forward, four or five fell immediately.
However--
Tsk! Tsk!
Zhan Feng and Luo Shan once again had a long knife edge on their bodies, which was so deep that it almost hit their vital parts.
However, Zhan Feng and the others were fearless and still clenched the swords in their hands. Their iron-blooded fighting spirit and fighting spirit did not weaken even a little, but became more and more intense.
Just when the remaining soldiers of the White Mask Corps were preparing to organize the next crazy attack, unexpectedly——
Whoosh!
A figure rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, and then a fierce punch hit the face of a white masked soldier, followed by an extremely powerful aura of ancient martial arts.
With one punch, the enemy soldier flew backwards, and the ancient martial power contained within had cut off his chance of survival.
The silhouette continued to flash, then switched to a sword strike across the throat of the second soldier. With the sword strike, the enemy soldier immediately died.
A soldier from the White Mask Corps discovered this figure with an extremely sexy and alluring curve. He opened his mouth and roared in a low voice, and stabbed the side of the figure with the saber in his hand.
This figure noticed. She took a step back, causing the enemy soldier's saber to stab into the air. Then she used a delicate grappling technique with her left hand to catch the soldier's wrist. She grabbed the saber with her right hand, followed by a cold wave.
The light flashed across the void, and the captured saber had already penetrated the enemy soldier's throat.
Crisp and neat, without any sloppiness.
Such a kill demonstrated extremely high efficiency.
"It's Tantai Mingyue!"
"I didn't expect her fighting efficiency on the battlefield to be so high!"
"Don't forget, her close combat skills are very powerful during training!"
Zhan Feng, Fang Lie and others spoke.
After killing the third enemy soldier, Tantai Mingyue appeared next to Zhan Feng and the others. She asked, "How are your injuries?"
"Don't worry, we can continue to fight!" Zhan Feng said firmly.
"It doesn't matter at this point. If you want to fight, fight until the last moment until all these enemies fall!" Fang Lie also said.
"Okay, I'll fight with you!"
Tantai Mingyue spoke.
In an instant, a fight resumed.
…
Clang clang clang!
The battle between Ye Junlang and the White Terror continues.
It has to be said that White Terror has indeed shown extremely superb combat experience, especially his instincts are terrible and his use of opportunities is also very accurate.
However, during the battle with Ye Junlang, he was still forced to retreat continuously.
Whoosh!
Ye Junlang's body transformed into a stream of light, rushing upwards at lightning speed. Murderous intent flashed in his white terrifying eyes. He took a wrong step forward and slashed at Ye Junlang with the saber in his hand.
Ye Junlang's steps suddenly staggered, and then he turned sideways, just in time to avoid White Terror's blow. At the same time, he held the knife in his backhand, and at the moment of turning sideways, the saber in his hand drew a semicircular slash towards White Terror's waist.
Blade arc.
White Terror's face was startled, and he hurriedly retreated back. Even though he retreated quickly enough, the arc of the sword still left a bloody incision on his waist.
Before White Terror could stand firm, Ye Junlang had already rushed towards him, with the Mad Dog Tactical Assault Knife in his hand from top to bottom, and a powerful and heavy beheading seemed to cut through the void.
White Terror's face was darkly frightened. He could no longer retreat, so he could only raise the saber in his hand to parry, resisting Ye Junlang's slashing sword attack.
clang!
The two swords clashed, and Ye Junlang exploded with the power of an abyssal blow, shouting: "Get rid of it!"
Ye Junlang raised his wrist and pressed and slashed the blade in his hand. White Terror immediately lost his grip on the saber in his hand and immediately dropped the saber in his hand.
At that moment, White Terror realized the danger, kicked off his feet, and retreated quickly.
Ye Junlang naturally would not give the white terror a chance to breathe. He moved forward and pursued.
At this time, a soldier from the white masked regiment suddenly appeared on the right. It looked like he was ambushing in this direction. When Ye Junlang started to chase forward, he suddenly appeared and held the hand in his hand.
A cold light suddenly appeared, attacking Ye Junlang at an extremely fast speed.
Of course, such an attack and killing would not be able to do anything to Ye Junlang, but if Ye Junlang stopped to deal with this enemy soldier, he would lose the opportunity to pursue the white terror.
A cold light flashed in Ye Junlang's eyes. He did not stop. With a flick of his right wrist, the Mad Dog Tactical Assault Knife in his hand shot out of the air, like a shooting bullet. In an instant, the saber was buried in this man's body.
In the throat of the White Mask Corps soldier who came over.
Ye Junlang had already rushed in front of the white terror. Nine streams of energy and blood suddenly burst out from his body, and one of them rose up like a blood dragon.
Nine yang qi and blood!
Ye Junlang activated his secret power at the fourth level of the secret power realm, and with the blessing of the Nine Yang Qi and blood, he unleashed his own killing fist and struck the white terror with one punch.
"Roar!"
The white terror roared out. He stabilized his body, and his aura became strong. He activated his secret power, and then punched with all his strength, with a faint aura of destruction in the punch.
Boom!
Under the bombardment of the two people's fists, violent energy fluctuations erupted, and strong winds swept across all directions.
White Terror actually received Ye Junlang's punch.
Ye Junlang narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "The fifth level of the secret realm? It can be said to be very powerful! But you are still destined to die today!"