Just when Song Luoshen and Song Chaoge boarded the flight back to the north.

Outside the North Gate.

The war is in full swing.

"I heard that the Dragon Group is the most elite unit in the Dragon Country, and it is even enough to be among the best in the world, and the underworld is impermanent, so I want to ask for advice today. ”

After Bai Impermanence knocked the dragon soul into the air, Black Impermanence, who was carrying a terrifying scythe, also followed.

"Protect the General!"

As the dragon group drawn from the army, it has adopted the choice of excellence, and since its formation, it has maintained a scale of twenty people, which is one-third less than the dragon soul and dragon spirit of the same thirty people.

But just these twenty people have formed a world-famous sharp knife.

From the beginning of its establishment, the goal of the establishment of the Dragon Group is to be able to do what people cannot, since its establishment, at home and abroad, it has completed countless almost impossible and arduous tasks, and has been recognized as one of the most powerful special forces in the world.

Although the achievements are remarkable, in the face of this man wearing a black head and carrying a blood-dripping scythe on his shoulder, the members of the dragon group, who are almost all super soldier kings, do not dare to take it lightly.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, the sword and gun have no eyes, and they also have to guard against the high-level officials of the underworld who are still attacking and killing one after another, in order to protect the safety of the general, the dragon group did not send all the members, and six members looked at each other, each of them clenched their weapons, and slowly walked out of the queue.

"Six?"

There are twenty people in the dragon group, and six of them are dispatched, which is enough to see the importance and fear of Hei Wuchang, but Hei Wuchang shook his eyebrows, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

", I thought Bai Wuchang was the coolest, but I didn't expect you to be. How many more do you want to fight? More than that, I'm afraid you'll be able to run away with your broken knife. ”

A teasing laugh sounded, and the Yin Falling Flower of the Punishment Division also descended on this battlefield.

Although Black Impermanence is not as cold as White Impermanence, and he often giggles in the underworld, as one of the two envoys of soul hooking, he cannot be a good-looking person.

Being ridiculed like this, his face immediately turned cold, and anger appeared in his eyes, but when he looked at it, he saw that it was the graceful figure of the evil punishment, he pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Although there is no theory of pity and cherishing jade among the people of the underworld, as the only woman among the four judges, Yin Luohua and Meng Po naturally go closer.

There are people in the DPRK, so they are good officials.

The anger he received from Yin Luohua, Black Impermanence naturally intended to vent it on several members of the Dragon Group.

"Come, come, hurry, don't you see that my scythe is already hungry and thirsty?"

He took the scythe off his shoulder, and at the same time, writhing his body unconsciously, those who knew him well knew that it was a prelude to his intention to kill him.

"Black impermanence, pay attention to the tone of your voice, this is the North Gate of the Dragon Kingdom, not your underworld!"

Six dragons with fierce eyes gathered around him, and they had to keep the danger out of the general's safety.

", come on. ”

Yin Luohua had no intention of helping, and after a slight pause, she chose to move on.

Her posture was like a falling flower, extremely light, but there was a cold glint in her eyes, and several dragon spirit team members also chose to join forces and rush towards her when they saw this.

At the same time, Black Impermanence had already begun to engage the six members of the dragon group with the Death Scythe.

His terrifyingly shaped scythe was made of some kind of metal, reflecting a cold and cold glow in the light, and by sight, he knew that the weight of this scythe must be extremely amazing, but in the hands of Black Impermanence, it seemed to be as light as nothing, and it did not affect any of his actions in the slightest, and he stepped forward, and appeared in front of a member of the dragon group in an instant.

The right hand rotated, and the sickle slashed forward vigorously, and the terrifying scene was as if the real soul hooker had come to the world from hell.

"Whew!"

The wind howled.

The sharpness of this scythe was obvious to all the members of the dragon group when they were still watching the battle from the rear, and they were not stupid enough to choose to resist.

Without hesitation, Long Jiu's body, which was first locked by Black Impermanence, leaned back, and at the same time, his legs slammed to the ground, and his body shot sharply backwards, narrowly avoiding this fatal knife.

"Black impermanence, it's our turn!"

As a few strands of hair fell in the air, Long Liu, who was already secretly preparing not far from Long Jiu, seized the opportunity and catapulted violently, his right leg was like a spring full of strength, and suddenly exploded towards the black and impermanent back.

"Boom!"

The scythe slammed into the ground, making a deafening loud noise, and cracks appeared on the ground in an instant, and the dragon group was all super soldier kings, and the key was to cooperate well, and they didn't give Black Impermanence much room to dodge.

Of course, if Black Impermanence chose to abandon the sword, he might be able to dodge this blow, but he obviously had no intention of doing so.

The scythe that smashed into the ground again was lifted, and Long Liu's leg was already smashed on his back.

Black Impermanence stumbled forward for a moment.

But it only stumbled a little.

"Dragon Country Dragon Group, it's not too much!"

He wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up straight again, and looked around at the six super soldier kings blocking in front of him, and the bloody aura gradually condensed and diffused,

As the impermanence of the underworld, how many tens of millions of people died in his hands?

The murderous aura around him was enough to make people suffocate and tremble as long as they were slightly guided.

Even the members of the dragon group changed their eyes slightly.

Feeling the murderous aura that was still converging, the battle-hardened dragon group warrior kings knew that they couldn't give the other party a chance to climb their momentum to the top.

"Up!"

A deep cheer rang out.

After all, they are super sharp knives that stand out in the million-strong army, although their personal strength may not be as good, but they definitely do not lack courage and courage.

The six of them had a good division of labor, as if they had a soul in their hearts, and without any communication, they attacked and killed the black impermanence from six directions in different ways at the same time.

That speed was like six bolts of lightning slashing at the same place.

Hei Wuchang grinned, his smile was terrifying, he didn't care about the three people behind him at all, his footsteps were wild, the sickle in his hand was wrapped in rolling yellow sand, and he slashed from bottom to top!

The six members of the dragon group thought that he would dodge, as long as he dodged, they would never let him have the opportunity to take the initiative again, but they never expected that Hei Wuchang, who was the core high-level of the underworld, would adopt a life-threatening style of play.

Blood flutters.

A terrible sound suddenly sounded.

"Thirteen !!"

The thirteenth super soldier king in the dragon group was split in half and died on the spot, and Long Six and Dragon Seventeen were not affected.

The armor on Long Liu's body was already torn, and a thin line of blood could be seen on the exposed skin, and he was almost disemboweled.

And one of Long Seventeen's hands was broken, and the blood couldn't stop flowing, but this was indeed a man, even if the cold sweat was clear on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Of course, the black impermanence was not unscathed, especially with a strong foot on the back of his neck, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago, but this guy held the sickle and gasped for a moment, and after the feeling of drowsiness slowly faded, he quickly stood up again.

"Who's next?"

(End of chapter)