The sound of fighting shook the area for dozens of miles!
Ye Tai was covered in blood and led more than 20 warriors to fight against a battle formation of more than a thousand people!
The Guiyi Sword Technique overflows with sword energy, and its sharp edge makes enemies a few feet away feel terrified.
Talismans of life and death were sprinkled on the crowd like flowers.
The power of Bai Hong's palm extends across a radius of more than ten feet.
Tianshan Liuyang Palm can defeat hundreds of armies with one force!
More than 20 strong men were scattered around, helping Mrs. Ye share half of the pressure.
Ye Tai faced the core of the battle alone!
The rolling air waves suppressed the movements of enemy troops within a radius of dozens of feet, making them feel like they were stuck in a quagmire.
The sword that hit Ye Tai in the abdomen was caused by a top master who was raised by Zhao Boyun, but as a price, he was killed by Ye Taili in the palm of his hand.
Ye Tai did not conserve his internal energy at all, and vented it out like a torrent. Every enemy he came into contact with had their internal organs ruptured and their orifices bleeding to death.
When he got tired, he grabbed a top master and used the Beiming Divine Skill to run wildly. While absorbing his inner power, he palmed out like a dragon.
"Ye Jianshen, I have a wife, and I hope to take care of her! Zhao Boyun, I'm waiting for you on the Huangquan Road, hahahahahaha..."
A strong man with a spear was pierced through the heart by thousands of spears, but he cut off the spears with one sword and took away a second-rate master by force.
They both died together!
Mrs. Ye didn't have a splitting eyelid, her face was covered with blood and she was still as indifferent as water. She said loudly: "On the road to Huangquan, walk slowly! Wait for a drink!!"
Then there was another sword energy, which cut off the heads of five yellow armors!
"Tai'a Sword God, I ordered Feihong to have no wife and daughter, so I will go down to find them! Today, the Tiger Saber ordered Feihong to kill twenty-three enemies! Congratulations!! Zhao Boyun..."
This strong man, who was nicknamed the Tiger Sword, wiped out his whole family at the hands of the Zhao family and his son, killing twenty-three enemies. Before he could finish his words, he was hacked to death with random knives, but he smiled gracefully at the end of his life.
Die heroic.
"Brother, it's worth it to kill twenty-three enemies! Go down and show off to the King of Hell. The Tiger Saber once dared to pull down the Dragon King!"
"Brother, let's go! Waiting to drink! Hahahahaha..."
Mrs. Ye responded loudly: "Brother, wait on the road to Huangquan! I will send Zhao Boyun here now and kill him a hundred times a thousand times!"
The casualties in the battle have exceeded half.
More than 1,200 yellow armors, nearly 700 casualties!
More than 400 of them were killed by Mrs. Ye.
There are more than twenty warriors, and nine are left!
Every time a strong man dies, Mrs. Ye will celebrate loudly and clear the way for them on the road to Huangquan.
On the official road, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the red ground was thousands of meters long. Dragon Prince Zhao Boyun finally felt a tremor, and the restless horse's hooves kept retreating behind his crotch.
Mrs. Ye was breathing heavily, and her black hair had turned into red hair!
A stream of blood flowed down his hair, staining his eyes and cheeks red.
He still held a master's neck with one hand, absorbing his inner strength, and killed him with a sword in the other.
Even though I have internal strength, I still cannot make ends meet, but the foundation of more than a hundred years of pure internal strength is there, and there will be no shortage of internal strength for the time being.
But the frequency of his chest rising and falling became more and more frequent, his stiff arms began to feel sore and numb, and his vision was already filled with scarlet.
At this time, he not only frantically absorbed the internal energy of the master in his left hand, but also rapidly circulated the Yi Jin Jing, trying his best to eliminate the fatigue.
"Ye Sword God, Ren Yuandong killed twenty-one enemies...twenty-two! Let's go and wait for your drink!"
Ren Yuandong, a top-notch martial arts master with a pair of male and female hooks, died of exhaustion. In the end, he didn't even have the energy to say anything more, but he was still able to drag a Huang Jiaxia to hell again on the occasion of his death.
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Ye Tai responded loudly, stepped slightly on the waves, and faced five top masters alone. At the cost of another knife in the chest, he killed the old man in Taoist robes with the most profound skills!
"Master Ye, why are you so cruel? My buttocks are swollen from your kicks~"
Bei Gong'e narrowly escaped Ye Tai's slashing attack, but was kicked on the butt by him and hit several knights in yellow armor behind her.
Bei Gong'e flicked her sleeves, and two red venomous snakes shot out from her sleeves, biting towards the door of Tai Ye who was suppressing several masters around her.
Ye Tai glanced out of the corner of his eye, and the air wave caused by his internal force instantly flew the two poisonous snakes away and fell into the arms of a yellow warrior.
"Slut! Why are you still selling sex there?! Why don't you come over and help me!" The man who wielded the Wenlong Mo Dao yelled with blood pouring from his mouth and nose after a slap in the face with Mrs. Ye.
Bei Gong'e's eyes moved slightly as she looked at the battlefield with more than 700 casualties and Ye Tai, who had shown signs of weakness just now.
"Mr. Ye, are you tired? If so, the slave family will enslave you. Becoming my face and having good food and drink is better than being hacked to death with random knives, right?"
Ye Tai laughed loudly and said: "Okay, you help me kill these old men, so what if I tie my hands and let you do whatever you want?"
Ye Tai was indeed tired, and suffered one gunshot wound, one stick wound, two knife wounds, and two sword wounds!
However, he was able to persevere despite constantly running the Yi Jin Jing, slightly relieving his physical and mental fatigue.
But if he kills Huang Jia for at most three hundred more, he will be exhausted!
Of course, if you escape, that's more than enough.
But after all, in addition to the heavily armed yellow-armored army with basic martial arts skills, there are also more than a dozen top martial arts masters here who are besieging them.
Even though he could continue to use the Beiming Divine Art to replenish his internal energy consumption, the long-term consumption still made his muscles all over the body sore and swollen, and his meridians were burdened and disordered due to the continuous operation of the surging internal energy.
A numb condition.
It was difficult to kill all the enemy troops and capture Zhao Boyun and his son alive.
At this time, Mrs. Ye also gradually understood why among the gold martial arts, except for the Yue Nvjian Ah Qing, there was no character who could clearly carry an army of thousands of fully armed cavalry.
After all, this is the world of martial arts. In modern times, every elite soldier is as good as fifty.
Everyone has inner strength!
Even if it's very meager.
It can be encircled and killed in the form of a battle formation. Few metal masters enter the encirclement, and there are two-digit super masters nearby who can escape.
The fighting continued, and almost all of the people still alive were covered in blood.
The soles of the shoes and under the horses' hooves are covered with thick blood. Under the iron hooves of the yellow-armored cavalry, as long as they fall to the ground, there will be no chance to stand up again. The trampled flesh and blood will be splashed in an instant!
It can be said that the people present were fighting on the rotting flesh and blood of dead horses and soldiers!
There are more than twenty strong men, and only six are left.
Together, they killed about three hundred enemies, and Ye Tai alone killed nearly five hundred, including seven of the top masters in the world!
What he was facing was an army of more than 1,200 cavalry charging at him. It was not an ordinary vendetta involving dozens of people. In the final analysis, it was different.
The same person may be able to fight one against thirty, but if faced with an army of thousands of cavalry charging at him, he may not be able to kill even one of them, and he will be furious on the spot.
If Tai Ye had not withstood most of the pressure alone, those warriors would not have been able to accomplish the feat of killing twenty or thirty people with one person, with an army of thousands of cavalry rushing in and assisted by dozens of top experts.
Even so, most of them had only killed more than ten enemies, or even only single digits.
The Jingzhou Yellow Armor is not just a name for themselves, the armor is made of gold wire, and ordinary swords cannot penetrate it at all. Not to mention that they are still riding horses, so they can only attack the vital points of their necks with light steps.
And if you soar into the air, dozens of spears around you will pierce your heart with thousands of spears while you are in the air and cannot use their strength.
The warrior who just roared and killed more than twenty enemies was considered a top-notch master in the world of martial arts.
On weekdays, it's no big deal to fight against thirty or forty masters of the martial arts world.
But now facing a large army, they are all somewhat powerless.
At this moment, the remaining people are even more exhausted. They have only the remaining energy to save their lives and have been unable to kill the enemy for a long time.
Bei Gong'e rolled her eyes and said with a sweet smile: "Master Ye, even if you are a master, even if you tie your own hands, this little girl won't dare to do anything to you. Otherwise, if you promise the little girl something, the little girl will turn against you."
, to help you complete this eternal legendary deed."
Ye Tai gasped and said loudly: "Okay, not only you, but the rest of you, look at it. After this time, what is left in his county and prince's palace?
You continue to fight for his life, Zhao Boyun. Ye dare not say that there are many, but if he takes away two or three hundred more, he is bound to win!
How virtuous and capable is Zhao Boyun that he can let you die for him?
If it is just for money, then Ye promises that as long as you hand over Zhao Boyun, Ye will not take any of the wealth in his county and prince's palace, but will all share it with you! Everyone has it!"