Everyone froze, unable to tell whether they were real or fearful.
"Pretending to be a ghost here again, so tossing out these smokes, you have a saying in the Central Plains called a trick to use the old, you think you have heard of Xiao Tang, women, cough cough, that's it."
Hayabusa Moore spat contemptuously into the ground.
He didn't want to admit that he was injured in the hands of a woman, and he almost lost his life, it was such a shame, so he couldn't help but want to humiliate the other party fiercely.
And in the frost and snow clouds, the warrior who stepped out, and the iron armor rubbed the cold sound behind him, but there was no answer, just the delicate thin lips under the mask of the golden eagle body, and slowly raised a kind of contemptuous smile.
Under the armor, "her" lips are as delicate as a fine brush, and that smile is extremely beautiful, seductive, and amazed all the Heggin warriors.
But Falcon Moore read in it a bloody and cruel taste that was terrifying, and the gloom in his heart became more and more intense and uneasy.
"No, that's not Xiao Tang, Your Highness, run away, that is."
Dalihan first caught a glimpse of the strange crimson color of the sword in his hand, swallowing a strange crimson aura like life, his eyes widened, and he trembled and couldn't help but cry out, but the next moment, he never had a chance to finish the rest of the words. for he has been separated The blazing blood was instantly sprinkled in the air, pouring Falcon Moore's face.
"Kill."
The fingertips of the silver-armored demon god in the lead flicked lightly on the crimson sword in his hand, and all the blood was greedily devoured by the sword under the horrified gaze of everyone, and he sighed softly in his beautiful thin lips, as if he was expecting a killing feast.
Gollum's rolling head, still looking horrified, and the unfinished words announced the beginning of a slaughter.
The shadows in silver armor that appeared from the ice and snow clouds that seemed to be permafrost moved quickly, almost inhuman, ruthless and neat, in the thick mist, in an instant, silver light and bright red were intertwined, and it was impossible to tell which ones were illusory and which ones were real.
It's just that everywhere, a piece of blood continues to explode, gradually dyeing the thick mist bright red, making the treacherous, deep and strange aroma of the mist look like a huge spider web, sticking to every Heggin soldier.
Excitement, blood, and fear were blended, and the silver-armored major general led his terrifying Aquila Guard, resurrected from the dust, broke the seal from the ice and snow, and whipped here again with the power of thunder like the whip of the demon god.
No one knew what awaited them in the terrible mist, whether it was the head of a companion or the crimson sword of death, whether death would come to them the next moment.
At this moment, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, banished to the field of this killing game.
"Ahhh "Spare Your Life" "Woohoo" Some people subconsciously ran wildly to flee, some raised their swords to try to fight the fear, but it was completely futile, and some even simply knelt on the ground, dung and pee and tears flowed together.
It's nothing more than a completely one-sided killing game.
When you are dominated by the fear of the unknown, unless you die, you are left with the instinct to survive, and where do you remember that you still have a master waiting to be protected.
Several of the soldiers carrying Hayabusa Moore fled, and died in an instant under the crimson sword.
Naturally, he was thrown to the ground, and only a few of the guards who were as loyal as Dalihan were still trembling and trying to lift him up.
Falcon Moore clutched his bleeding chest, coughing and looking in pain: "Get out, break into our people, our tribe has brought reinforcements. ” "Yes," the guards around him helped him stagger in one direction.
But after a while, they noticed that something was wrong, and the surroundings seemed too quiet.
In the distance, there was still a faint noise of killing and hissing, but in the distance it was so quiet that even the moans of the wounded could not be heard.
"No, there is a problem with this fog, could it be an illusion" Falcon Moore remembered that Chu Yu and his party were extremely good at using poison, and couldn't help but be suspicious.
And some of the guards also noticed the anomaly, and one of the guards trembled and stretched out his hand to point nearby: "Your Highness, you find that this fog seems to have faded." ” The others followed his words, and sure enough, they found that the fog seemed to have been dispersed a lot by the wind on the grassland, and it was really light.
"Okay, ahem, while the fog clears, we'll do it immediately."
Hayabusa Moore struggled to squeeze words out of his throat.
The wound in his chest made him feel like he had been stabbed in pain every time he breathed.
But before he could finish speaking, he felt one of the guards beside him suddenly slip and fall to the ground with a thud, and then the guard let out a sound of extreme fear, almost like a human being.
"Ahhhh It was so frightened that Falcon Moore and his party almost fell.
"What are you shouting ahem, ahem, stupid."
Falcon Moore managed to stabilize his body with great difficulty, he was already in pain and agitation at the moment, and he was so frightened that he angrily kicked the guard.
The guard looked down at his hand as if he didn't realize it, and said sluggishly: "There is a lot of blood." ” On the battlefield, what is the rare thing to see blood?
Falcon Moore and several other guards breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that the guards were stupid, they pounced in fear, hugging Falcon Moore's thighs and trembling: "Your Highness is dead, all dead." ” "You're dead" Falcon Moore was furious, but when he subconsciously raised his eyes to follow the guard's gaze, he also froze on the spot in horror.
The fog has thinned.
Under the miserable white sun, what appeared in front of him was a living mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Shura Land, Purgatory Field, A ghostly warrior, holding a crimson blood-bladed sword in both hands, stood quietly among the blood-colored clouds and mist, like a demon reborn from a flesh and blood hell, and the scales of his battle helmet were constantly dripping with blood.
And the silver-armored demon god at the head, the blood-colored long sword with an extremely strange shape in his hand, may have devoured too much blood at this moment, and he was not moving, and the crimson light skyrocketed, jumping excitedly.
But the strange thing is that his body is still clean and clean without any blood, but the mysterious and strange appearance of crossing the sea of blood like this, without dripping blood, is even more awe-inspiring and trembling.
"It's been a long time, it's not been like this, thank you for waking up Ben from the permafrost."
The Silver Armor Demon God curled the corners of his lips faintly, and there was a strange metallic texture in his low voice, like yellow spring water dripping on the Sen Leng long sword.
"The Demon God's Whip Battle Ghost is alive" Horror involuntarily enveloped the hearts of the survivors of Hayabusa Moore and his party, those guards were already very stiff, no matter how stupid they were, how could they still admit the demon god in front of them at this moment Some people's legs trembled and they couldn't move, and some people looked at them directly and fainted with fright.
Although Falcon Moore was violently shocked by the scene in front of him, and his heart was also enveloped by boundless fear, he knew that the terrifying man in front of him was a living person, not a ghost.
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"Demon God's Whip, Battle Ghost Autumn Zifei" Falcon Moore sat on the ground, looking up at the man with the crimson sword in front of him, his silver eyes widening in embarrassment and confusion.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered whether his father had faced the same fear "Falcon Moore, the second son of the former Southern King Falcon Ning, will remember that you are your father's most beloved son" Qin Sheng, no, Qiu Zifei lowered his eyes and stared at the seriously injured man in front of him with a smile.
Falcon Moore felt that at that moment, he was like a beam-jumping clown or an ant in front of this man.
However, it was clear that this man, who was so close to his own age, but who had destroyed his father's glory, was now coming to destroy him again It was anger, fear, and powerlessness that made him tremble unconsciously.
He raised his eyes and glared fiercely at the man in front of him, trembling: "Since you are already dead, why do you want to come back to life, why hehe." ” "No, as you Hejin wished" Qiuzi slowly carried the sword and walked towards him step by step.
"Don't you come here" Falcon Moore took a few steps back in embarrassment in fear, but suddenly remembered something, and said coldly: "Ahem, if you dare to kill me, my clan will be desperate to avenge me and will go to war against the legal side, everyone will die Hahaha When you tore your face at the beginning, you had the opportunity to kill me, but you never made a move, isn't it because you are afraid of this, hahaha" The Silver Armor Demon God stopped, narrowing his eyes and looking at him dangerously.
Falcon Moore covered his chest, and suddenly couldn't help laughing fiercely: "You think you won this king, but you want to see how many people you can kill this king, my father failed to bury you under the snow back then, this time this time this king's tribe came to help this king and asked you to bury you in the grassland, which can be regarded as a tribute to my father."
"Yes" Qiu Zifei suddenly curled the corners of his lips slightly, full of ridicule and cruelty: "Are you sure, it's your clan" Falcon Moore was startled, looked sideways, and found that in addition to the large corpse mountain and blood around him, there were a large number of soldiers who looked like Hejin people in the distance and surrounded this place, and they were also holding a lot of captives who looked like his Southern King's tribes, but no one made a sound, so it was so quiet.
At this time, in the thin and misty mist, a horse rode out and stepped through a sea of blood, on which sat a woman in military uniform, a pair of gray and blue eyes looked at him coldly: "Falcon Moore, you framed the Northern King Falcon Qinning, plotted to assassinate the princess and the prince, intending to usurp the throne of the king of Hegin, this princess invited our allies in the Central Plains to help, the Qing monarch's side, eliminate the traitors, from today on, you are the sinner of our Hejin grassland, and your crime should be punished."
Falcon Moore shook the ground, looking at her in disbelief, for a while, trembling lips: "It's you, it's actually you, it's all a conspiracy" Then, he suddenly laughed wildly and hoarsely: "Princess Xuxu, you are actually seeking skin with the tiger, you idiot, stupid Hejin will be buried in your hands."
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