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Chapter 643 The battle begins!

The Black Crusaders and the killers from the Killer Temple have joined together. They are fully armed and hold a variety of weapons in their hands. The two forces have about 60 people combined. This scale is already extremely powerful. After all, every one of them is an elite warrior who has undergone rigorous training and has strong fighting skills. This can be seen from the sharp and terrifying murderous aura emanating from them.

Leading the Black Cross Army this time are the two temple guards in the Black Cross Temple. One is called Amon and the other is called Blood Prison.

Amon has a burly body. He is nearly two meters tall. Despite his height, his body does not appear thin at all. Instead, it is as thick as a mountain. One of his arms is comparable to that of an ordinary adult man. As thick as a thigh, he looks extremely powerful. The highlighted muscle lines look very textured, as if they were cast from steel.

Blood Prison looked extremely thin standing next to Amon. The strong contrast was like a seven or eight-year-old child standing next to an adult man. Physically, he couldn't be compared with Amon at all.

However, in terms of breath, he is not weaker than Amon at all. In fact, he is equally superior and inferior.

Amon's aura is as violent as thunder, with boundless bravery. It is like an ancient giant. It exudes a powerful oppressive force as thick as a mountain; but the aura of Blood Prison is very cold. There are wisps of sharpness like blades in the coldness. The sharp cold light made people dare not look directly at him. It was as if their souls would be frozen just by looking at him.

Speaking of which, the breath of the Blood Prison itself is somewhat similar to the breath of the Blood Thorn killed by Munn. The difference is that the cold, knife-like edge of the Blood Prison itself is several times more powerful than the Blood Thorn. Especially The murderous intent emanating from it is even more chilling.

Xiao Yunlong is no stranger to the temple guards of the Black Cross Temple. When he was on the Bloody Battle Island, he killed the two temple guards in the Black Cross Temple, War Lion and Sword Tiger.

Now, there are two more temple guards leading the Black Cross Army. Each one is fully armed and murderous. It is obvious that they come with the determination to kill.

The leader of the team in the Killer Temple is a man in black robe. His whole body is wrapped in a black robe. Even his face is completely covered. His face cannot be seen clearly. The only thing that can be seen is What was there were two groups of green lights in the night. Those were his eyes.

The green eyes looked like the eyes of a hungry wolf. They revealed endless cruelty and bloodthirsty. However, they looked extremely strange and evil. Like a devil that eats human flesh and drinks human blood.

When Amon and Blood Prison from the Black Crusaders saw this person, they both had a bit of fear in their eyes.

"Where's Sirius?"

The man in black robe spoke with a solemn tone, as ugly as a ghost crying.

"Sirius, I have met Mr. Ghost disciple here."

Sirius walked over with the support of two people. He and the people from the palace training camp had been waiting here for a long time, waiting for the arrival of this icebreaker.

Ghost Disciple. He was originally the fourth top killer in the Killer Temple. This is a name that no one in the dark world wants to mention. He is not only cruel and bloodthirsty, but also like a devil. He once killed those who hated him. After killing an opponent, he dug out his heart and ate it alive.

It is said that several people witnessed that scene with their own eyes and were frightened to death while witnessing it.

No one knows the strength of Ghost Disciple. There are rumors that his own strength has already entered the top three in the Killer Temple. Legend has it that he is more powerful than the second-ranked Eagle Blade and the dead Demon Shadow. Strong. Just because his fighting methods are so insidious. He has mastered all kinds of insidious assassination techniques.

Some people have even compared Ghost Disciple to the number one butcher in the Killer Temple.

Of course, the third-ranked demon shadow in the Killer Temple has been killed by Xiao Yunlong. Therefore, the ghost disciple who was originally ranked fourth has automatically risen to a level. He is currently the third-ranked top killer in the Killer Temple.

The ghost disciple has not been out for a long time. It is said that he is practicing an extremely vicious and bloody killing method in seclusion. He never thought that he would appear here tonight.

"The Demon King and his Demon King mercenary group are here." The ghost disciple asked. His voice was not high, but it had a unique sharpness that could hurt people's eardrums.

"Yes. The Demon King is indeed on Zhukov Island. They live in the hell training camp." Sirius said.

"Where is the Blood Thorn?" At this time, Blood Prison suddenly spoke. He stared at Sirius and then said, "Shouldn't the Blood Thorn come with you? Where is he?"

"Blood, bloody stabbing, he has died in battle." Sirius said.

"What did you say."

A fierce murderous intention flashed in the eyes of Blood Prison. He didn't see him move. But he rushed in front of Sirius in an instant. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Sirius' collar. The blood on his body was like a blood-colored hell. The murderous intent swept out and forced people's hearts.

Sirius was injured and couldn't dodge at all. As for the two people from the palace training camp who were supporting Sirius, they had long been frightened by the murderous intent emanating from Blood Prison. They were all stunned in place. .

Therefore, Blood Prison grabbed Sirius directly. The murderous intent gushing out from those sinister eyes almost swallowed up Sirius.

"Blood Prison. After all, you are a respectable person. Why are you making things so difficult for an injured person?" The ghost disciple's voice sounded. He floated to the side of Blood Prison like a ghost and spoke.

At that moment, Blood Prison suddenly felt a coldness coming over him. He snorted coldly and said, "Ghost disciple, what do you mean? Do you want to fight me?"

"I just want to remind you that our enemies on this trip are the Demon King and his mercenary group. We haven't fought against the Demon King yet, and you want to rebel." The ghost disciple said. He then sneered and said, "Blood Thorn. I remember that he seems to be your brother. If he died in battle, it can only be said that his skills were inferior to others. You really need to have some ambition. You should get rid of the devil and his mercenary group in order to avenge your brother."

"Hmph." Blood Prison released Sirius's collar and threw him down. He stared at Sirius and asked, "Tell me, who killed Xue Xiang? How could he be killed?"

Sirius immediately recounted the process of the duel between Blood Thorn and Moon.

After hearing the words, Blood Prison was silent for a long time. After a while, he said coldly: "Dragon God Munn. He was the one who killed Blood Thorn. Okay. I'll remember it. I will definitely cut off his head tonight to pay tribute to Blood Thorn's spirit in the sky. "

"The Demon King and his mercenary group have killed countless people in my Black Cross Temple. I can't wait to twist off the Demon King's head. Let's do it. Tonight, I will turn the hell training camp into a human world." Hell." Amon walked over. He said in a loud voice. There was a murderous intent in his tone.

"Kill." Blood Prison spoke. He said one word directly, but it seemed extremely cold and bone-chilling.

Immediately, Amon, the Blood Prison and the Ghost disciples led the combined Black Cross Army and the elite soldiers of the Killer Temple to take action. They walked on foot and rushed towards the hell training camp.

There were too many of them. The car that Tianlang and the others drove over could not carry them all. Besides, from the beginning, the Ghost disciples and the others had never thought of taking a car.

There are few people here. The weather in Siberia is extremely cold. At this time, the residents of Siberia are all asleep. If you go there by car, the sound of the car will be too loud and it is not as good as walking.

Although this place is about thirty kilometers away from the hell training camp, for these specially trained elite soldiers, they can march there within two hours.

In terms of time, two hours is around two o'clock in the middle of the night. This time is even more suitable for conducting a secret operation.

Immediately, this mighty team began to march at a high speed. Some of these elite soldiers were armed with heavy machine guns, some were armed with automatic rifles, and some were armed with sniper rifles. They had all kinds of weapons for infantry combat, so they could coordinate with each other to create different A layered approach to combat.

Furthermore, they all carried marching bags. There were many grenades in the bags.

I don't know when snowflakes have started to fall in the sky. The snow is not falling heavily, but it is very dense. It is flying with the howling cold wind, and it brings a slight chill to people's faces.

The elite warriors Blood Prison, Amon, and Ghost Disciple, who are united by the Black Crusaders and the Killer Templar, are sneaking quietly under their leadership. Such a huge team, but when they take action, there is no obstacle in the wind or snow. But it was silent. His own aura converged. Only those eyes flashed with a chilling light and murderous intention.



An hour.

The middle section of this road. Lurking on both sides of this road are the soldiers of the Demon King's Mercenary Group and the Dragon Flame Warriors.

They lurked motionless. As the snowflakes continued to fall, their heads and eyebrows were dyed white. They were either squatting or lying down in this cold and snowy day. It was naturally extremely cold, but they still didn't take it seriously. They lurked with super perseverance and patience.

Their bodies felt cold, but their hearts were hot because there was a strong fire-like fighting spirit burning in their chests.

Xiao Yunlong was walking seven or eight hundred meters ahead. He moved silently. He was integrated with the surrounding environment. He held a night vision sniper scope in his hand and kept looking forward. He This is to investigate the situation ahead.

After a while, Xiao Yunlong's eyes darkened. He sensed some unusual aura.

Immediately, Xiao Yunlong lay on the ground with his right ear pressed against the ground, as if he was listening to something.

Suddenly, he felt some vibrations coming from the front. No matter how silently the people on the other side marched, the human body has weight. The pace of dozens of people marching towards them will always cause some slight vibrations on the ground. shock.

Xiao Yunlong knew in his heart that the enemy was coming.

Xiao Yunlong immediately retreated. He retreated silently, all the way back to the ambush location. He secretly made a gesture to Munn and the Demon King brothers on the other side. He lurked in a hidden position. .Waiting for the enemy to arrive.

Let's say that the ghost disciples and others led these elite warriors to march at a high speed. When they came here, the ghost disciples frowned. With extremely sensitive senses, he faintly noticed some unusual smells. But he held the night vision binoculars and looked towards I looked around and tried hard to sense, but I couldn't find the source of these abnormal smells.

The ghost disciple was extremely cautious but suspicious in nature. He immediately slowed down his pace.

"What's wrong?" Amon asked.

"The situation seems to be a little abnormal. Everyone should be prepared. There is nothing wrong with being cautious." The ghost disciple said in a deep voice.

The killers of the Black Crusaders and the Temple also slowed down. They clenched their weapons and looked around with vigilance.

The ghost disciples and the others sneaked forward for a while. They were only about five or six hundred meters away from where Xiao Yunlong and the others ambush.

At this moment, the ghost disciple's face changed slightly. His keen intuition told him that there was an invisible danger surrounding them.

Not only the ghost disciples, but the Blood Prison also noticed some abnormalities. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe there is an ambush here."

After hearing this, the ghost disciple's eyes glowed with green light. He was about to open his mouth and drink loudly. At this moment...

"Fire."

Ahead, Xiao Yunlong shouted loudly. The sound was as loud as thunder, rising into the sky.

Da da da da.

Bang bang bang.

In an instant, in the originally dark night, there were sudden bursts of fire. Looking in the night, they looked like fire dragons roaring and roaring towards the Black Cross Army and the Templar Killer soldiers to strangle and devour them.



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