The expressions of all the spirit warriors changed. The boy looked young, but he already had such strength. When did Liuyun Kingdom have such a genius?
Qin Chen never liked to talk to others, he preferred to just kill people.
Those people did not wait for Qin Chen to speak, but instead waited for Qin Chen's wind, frost and sword rain...
The long sword suddenly penetrated into the chest. The spirit warrior's whole body froze, blood flowed from his chest, and his whole body suddenly fell to the ground, and he lost his breath in an instant...
Feng Tianyu was stunned, staring blankly at the young man's handsome face: "You are..."
"Qin Chen," Qin Chen's expression was cold and expressionless, "my name."
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At the city gate, blood flowed like a river.
How many heroes fell in this battle.
How many heroic souls were killed in this battle.
Their strength is low and not strong enough to bring much help to the battle situation.
But everyone here is a hero.
"Everyone," Nalan Hu used his sword to withstand the attack in front of him. His body stood under the strong wind, with perseverance like steel, "I, Nalan Hu, am here to promise you that as long as I Nalan Hu
If anyone in the Lan family survives, I will definitely remember all of your names! Let Liuyun Kingdom never forget this battle!"
Heroes are not called heroes unless they are powerful.
As long as you have the heart to protect the country, you will be a hero.
Heroes should never be unknown. Their names must be written down and engraved on tombstones forever.
Another old man fell.
Nalanhu remembered him as the Taifu who had resigned ten years ago. It was his departure that allowed Tan Shuangshuang's father to assume the position of Taifu.
He is no longer a court official, but he still comes to participate in the battle, just for the sake of his sincerity.
He also remembered that the young man who fell next to him was the grandson of the owner of the steamed bun shop on West Street. Even though he was a warrior, he was just a civilian, but his loyalty was not lost to anyone.
Nalan Hu's heart has always been in pain, and his anger has become more and more intense. Even when facing two spiritual warriors, he still persisted until now.
Because he can only let others kill a few more people if he holds on for a while longer!
But this battle has been too long...
It was so long that he felt tired, so long that he would collapse at any time.
Nalan Hu's vision was a little blurry.
He didn't know whether it was because he was too tired, or...his eyes were blurred by sweat.
Liu Yunxiao's long sword came like lightning and rushed in front of him in an instant.
Nalan Hu quickly raised his sword and blocked Liu Yunxiao's long sword. Under the strong sword wind, his body retreated, leaving a long and deep mark on the ground.
cough!
Coughing out a mouthful of blood, Nalan Hu's body staggered a few times, and the long sword in his hand was thrust hard into the ground.
His back was as straight as ever, like a cold pine tree, fearless of the severe cold and wind and rain.
"As long as the Nalan family does not fall, the Liuyun Kingdom will not be destroyed!"
Nalanhu's bell-like sound fell, and the Nalan family's soldiers raised their weapons high. The firm and high-pitched voice kept ringing for a long time under the scorching sun.
"As long as the Nalan family does not fall, the Liuyun Kingdom will not be destroyed!"
"kill!!!"
This battle was the most difficult battle the Nalan family had ever experienced.
Normally, for the sake of the country's peace, spiritual warriors would not be sent to fight.