"Phew" fell out of a cavalry wearing purple and black armor, the cavalry lifted his mask and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground, and slowly stood up.
The general of the Northeast Army was stunned, and with a flick of his hand, a small hand axe hanging on the horse flew out, "pounced" the doctor, and the axe cut into the shoulder of the cavalryman, and the man he saw screamed in pain, and his body shook and disappeared.
The soldiers guarding around the general reacted, and instantly protected the general tightly, pushing away a soldier in front of him, the general threw the long sword in his hand, the "ah" doctor screamed, the long sword hung in the air, and the blood slowly flowed from the sword, and then, the cavalryman with an axe on his shoulder appeared, his body had been penetrated by the long sword, and the blood was dripping down.
A bloody arrow came out of the neck of a soldier in front of him, the general's eyes were cold, and he slapped it out with one hand, and the thick earth fighting spirit came out vigorously, and an earthen wall appeared instantly, and with a "Teng" sound, the earthen wall was hit hard, and it turned into nothingness in an instant.
A strong arm stretched out of the air, the arm was wrapped in iron armor, the arrogant spikes were like fangs, the general's eyebrows wrinkled, and his hands pushed forward, and at the same time, an earthy yellow fighting qi mask appeared on his body, "hum" A cold snort, the arm disappeared, the general's eyes blinked, and he instantly felt his neck tighten, and his body involuntarily left the ground.
The black gas came out from the arm, and the general's earthy yellow fighting spirit was corroded in an instant, and a tall armored man pinched the general's neck and lifted it up, two meters tall, a strong body, and a tough armor supported the man with a domineering spirit, Ye Zhiqiu and the others hurriedly got down from the carriage and happened to see this scene.
There are still people around who are constantly dying, bloody, fearful, weird, obviously it is blue and white, but the temperature is abnormally cold, and several old men even have goosebumps.
"Click", the general's head turned over, and his body softened, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes widened in surprise, an eighth-level fighter was actually choked alive, and he didn't have any power to resist.
As soon as the general died, the surrounding soldiers rushed towards the man like crazy, here, only this person was the obvious target, the man didn't look at the soldiers who rushed over, waved his hand coldly, and then saw a series of blood arrows flying, many soldiers died on the way to charge, and some of the close ones finally came over, and they were lightly slashed by the tall man in armor with one arm, and his body was like paper paste turned into two halves, and the blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground.
Ye Zhiqiu They are all high-ranking officials, and they have their own momentum, but civil officials are always civil officials, although their waists are very straight, the legs of several old men involuntarily trembled.
"One, two, three, four" The man nodded Ye Zhiqiu and his party one by one, and then nodded: "That's right, one is not less" "Who are you, why did you attack us" The white-bearded old man asked in a loud voice, looking a little angry, but he couldn't hide his nervousness, Ye Zhiqiu frowned and glanced at the white-bearded old man, isn't this asking knowingly, he is the killer "Hehehehahahaha The man clutched his chest and laughed, the long black feathers on his head fluttering.
"Don't talk nonsense, let's get on the road" The man waved his hand, and more than a dozen figures appeared in an instant, and rushed up towards this group of middle-aged and elderly people with steel knives quickly, everyone changed color, especially the white-bearded old man, who was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground, Ye Zhiqiu looked at it coldly, and suddenly shouted: "Where is the black-clothed guard?"
"The subordinates are in" With a burst of echoes, the blood of "fluttering and fluttering" came out from the bodies of more than a dozen figures who were charging, "brushing", and dozens of figures appeared next to Ye Zhiqiu and them, black brocade clothes, hairbands fluttering in the wind, and the dragon characters in the middle of their foreheads all indicated their identities, the black guards of the Long family This private army, which is second to none on the continent, made extraordinary moves as soon as it appeared, and the enemy that the sergeants could not find was killed by them in an instant, and the ground was full of cavalry wearing the same style of purple armor, and the war horses also fell to the ground.
"The black guard is good, not bad."
The man sighed heartily, and then shouted: "Shenwei is out of the ranks" and "brushed" for a while, dozens of warriors in cyan samurai uniforms appeared next to the armored man, the two sides did not have any verbal exchanges, and they collided together in an instant, the convoy was full of fighting and crying, Ye Zhiqiu had long expected that the road was not peaceful, the carriages were all military carriages that should have been installed, and in the moment of the battle, the built-in mechanisms of all the carriages were activated, and all the carriages at this time turned into steel fortresses, Even stealthy enemies cannot be defeated in a short period of time.
The carriage that Ye Zhiqiu and his party were wearing originally had a mechanism, but everyone followed Ye Zhiqiu to the outside of the carriage, and they couldn't get in if they wanted to, and the soldiers who weren't dead all gathered and wrapped Ye Zhiqiu and them in it, and the soldiers kept dying, but no one flinched.
It was the killer of the dark part of the black guard, although the black guard was powerful, but the manpower was limited, dozens of top killers in the dark were already the power that Long Zhantian could take out, the so-called divine guard on the other side, the ability was not inferior to the well-trained black guard, the two sides were glued together, gradually, the black guard fell into the disadvantage, on the other hand, the people in green clothes, but the more they fought, the more courageous they became.
The man seemed to be impatient with this kind of game, and his body disappeared into the air in a flash, and the next moment, he appeared in another direction, and in his hand, he was carrying Ye Zhiqiu, whose face was pale, Ye Zhiqiu's heart was punched by the armored man, and his poor breathing coupled with the surge of qi and blood made him unable to lift his strength at all.
The adults panicked, but they couldn't help anything, the armored man smiled proudly, slowly pinched Ye Zhiqiu's neck, his face slowly turned red, someone began to yell, but no one paid attention to him at all, Ye Zhiqiu's mind began to flash scenes quickly, the fierce as a tiger is actually a kind daughter-in-law and his reckless bastard, as well as his eldest brother Long Zhantian, who has high hopes for himself.
Consciousness began to blur slowly, and the armored man slowly increased his strength, and he was very excited that such a famous person could die at his own hands, and he carefully enjoyed the process, enjoying his struggle.
"Grass, your grandma" shouted violently, the strong wind in front of him covered his face, the armored man frowned, and his hands immediately became ruthless, but his wrists were numb, and there was a flower in front of him, and Ye Zhiqiu was no longer under his control.
Before the armored man could figure out what was going on, a huge hammer struck down from the sky, and the hammer was so big that the armored man didn't even see the person holding the hammer.
With a sound of "Teng", the armored man's body stiffened, and it stands to reason that he should have disappeared here, but he was smashed by the hammer solidly, and his body was nailed to the ground with huge force.
Ye Wenhao's big eyes stared at the boss, and he couldn't use the strength of breastfeeding, a masked man in a blue robe carried Ye Zhiqiu to the place where the adults were standing, as soon as Ye Zhiqiu was put down, a group of old men shouted in fear: "Lord Ye, are you okay?"
"Lord Ye, wake up" Another small person among the five masked people who came to Ye Wenhao came up, she came to her, and everyone found that this was a woman, the woman's hair was bright black, and a blue jade hairpin was pinned to her head.
A slight incantation sound came, the woman pulled out the jade hairpin on her head, the jade hairpin was suspended in the air and rotated, the soft light wave of Dao Dao blue sprinkled Ye Zhiqiu's body through it, the light wave only rolled on Ye Zhiqiu's body for a while, the bruise on Ye Zhiqiu's neck disappeared, and his face returned to normal, slowly opening his eyes, Ye Zhiqiu felt a sense of relief that he had never felt before, stood up and looked, he was actually alive, and there were many strangers around.
"Ah, the God of Law" Lord Zhao looked at the masked woman who took the jade hairpin back and said in surprise, and the others were in awe, what kind of existence is the God of Law, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is the real master of the world.
After the woman took back the jade hairpin, she stood aside, like an ordinary guard, and several other masked people also stood here, everyone had a powerful aura on their bodies, and after comparing with each other, Lord Zhao's jaw was a little stiff, four fighting gods and one law god My God, who are they At this time, Ye Zhiqiu didn't have time to look at these in detail, but looked at a person over there, his short hair was like a hedgehog, his strong body was unusually majestic, he was wielding a large hammer in his hand, and he was smashing it frantically to the ground, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes gradually became gentle, this man who looked extremely strong was his cowardly little fat man Ye Wenhao when he was a child The armored man was very depressed, the secret technique he relied on to survive was useless, he was stunned by the sudden hammer and smashed into the ground, he didn't see that among the several masked people in the distance, one of them made a strange gesture with both hands, and a thin black shadow on the ground was connecting him.
Ye Wenhao made more than a dozen hammers in a row, and then he raised his head and looked at Ye Zhiqiu's side, the corners of Ye Zhiqiu's mouth were pursed, and there was a smile of relief on his face.
"Dad, are you okay" Ye Wenhao asked with concern, there was no childishness on his well-defined face, there was only the domineering spirit of an iron-blooded man, completely different from Ye Zhiqiu's gentleness, Ye Wenhao was completely a seed of violence.
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head slightly, and the screams around him were still continuous, but this would be a different person, and it was no longer the soldiers of the Northeast Army who died, but ghost cavalry wearing purple-black armor: