"Fight to the death!"

"Fight for the glory of the Holy Palace, and risk your life for the truth."

"I swear to live and die with the Holy Palace!"

On the cross street in front of the main entrance of the Holy Palace headquarters, three tall middle-aged Arab masters stood in front of three to four hundred remaining soldiers.

The eyes of these three people were all burning with anger, and they all held guns in their left hands and knives in their right hands. They had both weapons in their hands, and they were in a desperate posture.

At this moment, the core members of Tianjian arrived.

Yun Ji Mayumi stood at the front of the team, raised her hand to lightly brush her hair on her temples, and said gracefully like a winner: "For two days and one night, it was dark again. Soldiers from your Holy Palace continued to come from the Middle East for reinforcements, but

It still can't change the outcome of defeat, so why continue to persist? Do you really want to die that much?"

The eyes of the three masters of the Holy Palace were as firm as iron. None of them responded, indicating their attitude of fighting to the death.

Mayumi Yunki continued: "Your hateful eyes make me feel ridiculous. It was you who started the war. It was your bullets that killed our Sky Sword warriors first. You deserve to die, so why are you angry?"

"Chun Junjian, what exactly do you want to say?"

Among the three masters of the Holy Palace, the leader took a step forward, stared at Yunji Mayumi and shouted.

After two days and one night of fierce fighting, the reputation of Yun Jichun Junjian was completely established in Slanda.

Especially when Su Haoran was away, this seemingly soft oriental woman turned out to be the battle commander of the entire Heavenly Sword. Her innocent and charming image was already a demon-like existence in the eyes of the Holy Palace warriors.

Yunji Mayumi smiled and said: "It's very simple. You, the three masters of the Holy Palace, kneel down and confess your sins to all our Heavenly Sword warriors. In this way, I can keep the three or four hundred warriors behind you alive."

"presumptuous!"

"The three of us are not only the three leaders of the Holy Palace, but also the three guardians of the Truth Religion. You actually want the three of us to kneel down?"

"It's really whimsical."

The three masters of the Holy Palace seemed even more resentful and had an inexplicable sense of superiority.

Li Song took a step forward, tilted his head and said: "You are the three guardians, so you don't care about the three or four hundred brothers behind you? I advise you to think about it carefully. The three of you kneeling down can save nearly four hundred brothers.

life."

"Don't think about it."

The leader of the Holy Palace held out his chest and said: "We can die in battle, but we can never exchange our knees for those four hundred lives!"

Snapped!

Li Song raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and said excitedly: "Well said, beautifully said. The four hundred bastards behind you can hear it clearly."

"Four hundred miserable lives!"

Su Hao

We regard them as brothers, because the soldiers have walked the bloody road side by side with us and fought in the flames of war, and you..."

These words were amplified by Zhenqi, causing the Arabic-style hotel in the Holy Palace headquarters to buzz.

The remaining three to four hundred soldiers in the Holy Palace, the hands that originally held the steel guns were loosened at this time, and some even began to have a mental breakdown. Unable to bear the fatigue and pain on their bodies, they collapsed on the ground with a plop.

On the other hand, the warriors of Tianjian, this new force had a limited number of warriors. After two days and one night, or even two days and two nights of fierce fighting, they had already exhausted all their physical strength. However, they heard Su Haoxuan say that their leaders

Treating these warriors as brothers, these Sky Sword warriors, even if their lips are chapped from exhaustion, their eyes are burning with fire again.

After Su Haoxuan paused for a moment, he continued: "Your lives are very cheap. In the eyes of your leader, you are not as valuable as their knees."

I have to say that people from Tianjian are very good at inciting emotions.

Especially Wei Xuan, the latest to join Tianjian, he shouted with fierce emotion: "Four hundred lives, are you still willing to fight for the Holy Palace? If you are willing to put down the guns in your hands now, you are willing to leave the Holy Palace

, I promise you can leave safely now

."

Wow!

At this moment, the three to four hundred remnants of the Holy Palace were instantly demoralized.

Finally, a bloody Holy Palace warrior threw the L44 in his hand to the ground, put his head in his hands and shouted: "I won't fight. I watched my two brothers die in the battle with my own eyes. I don't want to die here too."

I've only been married for two months in the middle of a meaningless war."

"I won't fight either. The war was originally started by the Holy Palace. It was originally the Holy Palace's fault. Why should we be buried with the Holy Palace?"

"No more fighting. I surrender. I want to leave here."

As long as one person takes the lead and gives up resistance, this desperate mood will quickly spread to others like a plague.

The battle system of the Holy Palace collapsed instantly. In a situation where there was no chance of victory or defeat, no one would give up the chance of survival.

Bang!

However, among the three masters of the Holy Palace, the big man on the left suddenly turned around and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

As soon as a Holy Palace soldier dropped his gun, his leader struck his head and fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

"Whoever dares to throw a gun will die." This leader was like a cold-blooded snake, his eyes scanning the so-called four hundred lives, and the murderous aura exuding from his body almost pierced the dark sky.

For a time, the confrontational battlefield fell into a brief silence.

But then, a Holy Palace soldier suddenly picked up the gun on the ground, and angrily pointed the gun at the leader who killed his comrade, and roared extremely angrily: "I don't want to die, I just want to live. Is it wrong?"

?"

Bang!

However, the leader of the Holy Palace fired too fast.

The soldier was shot between the eyebrows by a bullet. The hot blood splashed from the back of his head and fell on the faces of his three companions, making the three of them tremble in fear.

After killing another person, the leader of the Holy Palace experts continued to roar coldly: "You have enjoyed the glory of the Holy Palace, so you are not qualified to leave the Holy Palace. Pick up your guns."

"I'll pick up your mother!"

A crazy Holy Palace warrior suddenly pulled the trigger on the leader.

L44's automatic eruption ability instantly poured out more than twenty rounds of bullets, shrouding the leader of the Holy Palace in a hail of bullets.

However, the leader showed no fear at all. He dodged sideways and unleashed his sonic movement skills. While avoiding the hail of bullets, he shot the soldier through the chest with a flick of his hand.

Another person died.

At this time, the surviving soldiers of the Holy Palace fell into despair.

The other two leaders looked at all this indifferently, without any mercy on their faces.

"A commander who is no different from an animal."

Wei Xuan, the veteran soldier king, stepped forward at the most opportune moment and said loudly: "Now your warriors don't want to fight for the sake of survival, so our enemies of Tianjian are only the three of you. I, General Mo Xiejian

Wei Xuan doesn’t want any more Heavenly Sword warriors to die in battle, so he proposes a fair decisive battle to the three of you.”

"just you?"

The leader of the Holy Palace, who had just killed someone, laughed loudly and said: "A little grandmaster? Dare you challenge me, Frero?"

"I……"

"I come!"

Without waiting for Wei Xuan to reply, Li Song took a step forward and reached out to block Wei Xuan behind him.

"Brother Song, let Wei Xuan come!"

At this moment, Su Haoran magically appeared behind everyone, separated from the crowd and walked to Wei Xuan's side.

"Boss!"

Wei Xuan looked bitter and whispered: "Do you dislike me and want me to commit suicide?"

"Brother, you think too much."

Su Haoran flipped his right hand and placed a jade book of martial arts called "The Secret of Dragon Transformation" into Wei Xuan's hand. At the same time, he turned back to Forrero and said: "Wait a moment, ten minutes at most. This makes you look down on me."

The little master will tear you into pieces with his own hands."

While speaking, Su Haoran scratched Wei Xuan's palm with his fingernail.

A few drops of blood fell on the jade book. The jade book absorbed the blood and instantly turned into a powerful inheritance of skills, pouring into Wei Xuan's body.

Immediately, Su Haoran forced Wei Xuan to sit cross-legged, while

Let him understand the technique while stuffing two pieces of spiritual jade and ten spiritual stones into his arms.

Before it was over, Su Haoran flipped his right hand, and two more magic pills were pressed into Wei Xuan's mouth.

"Boss!"

Wei Xuan's eyes suddenly widened and he whispered: "My potential is limited, it's not worth it..."

"worth!"

Su Haoran raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth and whispered in the same voice: "Because you are my brother, you are worth it. Even if I use resources to pile it up, I will pile you up to the realm of martial saints. Stop talking nonsense and speed up.

speed."
To be continued...