That day, the rain was light!

Wang He stood at the highest point, looking at the rain of arrows in the sky, looking at the surging flood under the canyon, his face and expression, the battle was still continuing, and the rebel army rushed straight from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, roaring and roaring......

Today, it's raining heavily!

Wang He burst into a shout, and the green dragon knife in his hand shone brightly again! He was Wang He, how could he be caught with his hands tied? A green dragon descended from the sky and roared in the thunderclouds, and it directly smashed dozens of armor soldiers who tried to go up the mountain.

But the fierce blow lasted only half a second, and the people behind swarmed again. With contempt and arrogance in his eyes, Wang He rushed out dozens of meters in an instant, and his flesh and blood flew to form a dead end.

Wang He is like a tiger descending from the mountain, invincible. But no matter how strong the tiger is, it can't withstand the encirclement and suppression of wolves. An arrow pierced his chest, but he didn't feel the slightest pain!

He smiled and kept swinging the knife, the knife light continued for several meters, and the front was suddenly divided into two, whether it was a person or a rain or a wind...... Both are divided into two.

......

"What a strange feeling, why doesn't it hurt?"

Wang He touched his abdomen with his left hand, where a red liquid flowed out, and he wiped some and put it in his mouth, slightly salty but mixed with a hint of sweetness.

"It's delicious!"

Wang He laughed, he was like a mad beast, galloping among the hosts, invincible, although there was no lack of factors of geography and time. Everywhere he went, it was like a storm and clouds, and people did not dare to approach, as if they had seen a demon, and they trembled.

......

"What about your smiles, why don't you smile?"

Wang He lifted a head in his left hand and asked questions as if in distress. The rebel army was forced to retreat to the foot of the hill by this crazy demon, and they finally made up their minds to charge again, only to be defeated again.

The rebel army has launched four charges, but they have all been suppressed by Wang He, although the undead army is now less than five hundred, but Wang He's crazy behavior has made them frightened, accompanied by lightning and thunder, everyone's hearts are more timid.

"I can't imagine that he has such an awareness today!"

Chen Shui and the others quietly observed the battle situation, this battle situation that had lasted for three whole hours, the rain had already wet their clothes, but they did not move a step, the corpses had blocked the flood of the canyon, but they did not have the slightest sympathy and pity in their hearts.

Yin Ting put his hood back on to cover the disgusting head, and he stood with his hands in his hands and watched indifferently at Wang He's dying struggle, but never made a move.

"Are you afraid?"

Wang He shouted, his eyes were red and his body was covered with scars, but his fighting spirit was getting stronger and stronger. All the rebels were so frightened by this explosion that they retreated several meters, and they all sacrificed their weapons and stood in line, cautiously alert to the devil's surprise attack.

"Are you afraid?"

Wang He laughed, he raised the Qinglong Sword in his hand and pointed at Chen Shui, his eyes were full of fighting intent, and his meaning was self-evident.

"Are you scared too?"

Chen Shui indifferently took the spear handed over by Harsh, his weapon had been destroyed when he rescued Wu Yong. He walked slowly towards the hill, his momentum accumulating, and the killing intent in his heart turned into a protective wind, isolating the erosion of the rain.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The spear trembled sharply, and Chen Shui stabbed out twenty-seven shots in a row, as dense as raindrops. Wang He held the Qinglong Knife in his hand and responded calmly, but he was already exhausted and could not parry at all, and was soon pierced through four or five holes.

"But today I am not afraid!"

Wang He glanced at the wound, he let out a loud shout and hurriedly stepped forward. The sword light and the shadow of the gun are intertwined, accompanied by lightning and thunder, forming a beautiful chapter.

Fight to the death, fight to the death!

Wang He has fallen into madness, and there is no place in him that is complete, but he still hasn't given up!

Kill, kill, in the midst of killing, who is not crazy?

Soon, Wang He's legs could no longer stand, and he could only stand on one knee with a knife, but he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a cruel smile and walked towards Chen Shui step by step.

However, Chen Shui's spear light came again, and Wang He tried his best to raise the Qinglong Knife to block, but he was still a step too late, his right shoulder had been pierced, and the Qinglong Knife in his hand also fell to the ground.

This is not a close duel, but a one-sided slaughter!

Chen Shui's attack was also very simple, just a simple stab of the gun, constantly piercing Wang He's body without touching the vital point, as if he was provoking or teasing Wang He.

Mockery soon sounded all around, and everyone who was still trembling at the right time had made no secret of their sarcastic eyes, but Wang He didn't care, he still didn't give up, he still walked towards Chen Shui with heavy footwork, and the angry flame in his eyes was still not extinguished.

"A futile struggle!"

Looking indifferently at Wang He, who had already walked in front of him, Chen Shui kicked it out and directly kicked it out several feet away. But at that time, he felt a trace of pain, and there were two more rows of tooth marks on his calf and abdomen, but a piece of flesh was missing.

"You're finally hurt!"

Wang He chewed the final fresh meat with a look of enjoyment, this crazy action made the people present feel cold, and even vomited, and they didn't even dare to say provocative words, because the person in front of him was a madman, a complete madman.

But this is the battlefield, the battlefield of life and death! On the battlefield, there is no difference between man and beast, only madness!

"My king does not believe in the destiny of heaven, does not believe in human life, but only in himself!" Wang He roared angrily.

Chen Shui said lightly: "You, I look down!" He suddenly admired Wang He, although he and Wang He had a common enmity, but Wang He at that time had a heroic demeanor, at least he died like a hero!

"You, I'm looking down too!"

Wang He grinned and pounced again. Under his mind, the Qinglong Sword turned into countless flying knives like thin needles, and they attacked Chen Shui with a thunderous momentum, which was his final blow.

"Listen to the order, bury it!"

Chen Shui shook his head, everything about Wang He was in vain, but in this final blow, he felt Wang He's heart, the madness of the hero at the end of the road!

Wang He fell in a pool of blood and rain, and he slowly closed his eyes, and he would never be able to open them again. At the end of his life, he seemed to see a person, an old man, an ordinary old man, who took him out of the eternal mine.

He remembered the first thing the old man had said to him: "Wouldn't it be a pity that such a wise child should be buried here?"

"Lord Gloom!"

After solving Wang He, everyone's sunshine also focused on the silent and weird man. Chen Shui put his right hand on his heart and gave a military salute lightly, while the generals behind him, such as Wu Yong, Yan Yan, and Zhang Chao, all moved forward, as if they were preparing to send Yin Ting on his last journey.

Zhang Chao grinned and said, "Lord Yin Ting, do you still remember Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu's brother, Ma Lei?"

Glancing at everyone, Yin Ting sneered and was silent. Zhang Chao snorted coldly: "Yin Ting, today Lao Tzu is going to avenge my brother Ma Lei!"

Yin Ting sneered: "Ma Lei, don't you know?

Zhang Chao's complexion changed slightly, his anger rushed to the crown, and his eyes flashed with murder. He sneered: "The shrunken turtle at the foot of the dead city in the past has become a fish in the canyon today, and the prisoner under the stairs still dares to speak out, admire and admire!"

Yin Ting stared at Zhang Chao, but just this simple glance also made Zhang Chao nervous, after all, Yin Ting's strength he had personally experienced. Yin Ting laughed and said: "Who should I be, it turned out to be the defeated general of that day!

Zhang Chao was annoyed and ashamed, furious, and sneered: "If it weren't for your poisonous sneak attack, how could Lao Tzu be defeated in your hands?

Yin Ting shook his head and said, "Do you really think you are sure to win?" Don't forget, this is the White Bone Ridge, which is the territory of this monarch, and you are just a dog!"

Zhang Chao was about to scold again, but he was blocked by Harshness, and immediately poured angry flames on him, and said angrily: "Harsh, what do you mean?"

Yan glanced at Zhang Chao and said coldly: "If you are not convinced, you can come forward and fight with him, why bother to speak quickly!"

"You!" Zhang Chao's body was stunned, and he was angry but he quickly snapped down, he naturally knew the strength and means of Yin Ting, and just now he was not angry that his good brother died tragically at his hands, so he made a provocative speech.

Yin Ting took a deep look at Yan Yan, and laughed: "Li Dong's kid is still a little sunny, and he is not full of wine bags and rice bags!Little doll, what's your name?"

Yan Yan stepped forward and hugged his fists and said: "Shennong Army, strict!"

"Shennong Army?hahaha......" Yan Yan was stunned at first, and then laughed again, "What a Li Dong, you have mastered the essence so quickly! Little doll, I heard that you did it to trap the city in Dongshan, yes or no?"

Yan Yan nodded, and Yin Ting continued: "I can avoid the eyes and ears of this monarch and quietly accomplish such a big feat. You are very good, far better than these ants, I will not kill you today!"

Zhang Chao saw Yin Ting's contemptuous eyes, and the anger in his heart erupted again, and he sneered: "You can't escape death today, so don't slap your face and become fat." Obediently knelt down and kowtowed three times, and shouted for grandpa to spare his life, Lao Tzu can consider sparing your dog's life!"

"What's it called?" Yin Ting didn't seem to hear the words clearly, and asked him.

Zhang Chao frowned and said coldly: "Grandpa spares his life!"

"Okay, grandpa, spare your life!" Yin Ting laughed, and even with a lot of armor, he couldn't help laughing, and quickly covered his mouth for fear of being heard.

Zhang Chao's face turned red instantly, he could no longer suppress his killing intent, he rushed directly with his dual swords in his hand, and roared angrily: "Trash, return my brother's life!"

The two swords, one ice and one fire, turned into an eagle and a leopard and attacked towards Yin Ting, but Yin Ting only waved his hand lightly, and several talismans appeared in front of him, turning into a golden bell. The Ice Eagle and the Fire Leopard hit the Admiralty with a "bang" and dissipated instantly.

Zhang Chao seemed to have been prepared, flashed to the side of Yin Thunder with a fast body, and stabbed thirteen swords in a row. But Yin Thunder didn't even glance at the straight eye, just waved his palm lightly, and a violent wind rose, rolling all the sword intent to the side and attacking the small soldier in the distance.

And Yin Ting even backhanded, and several ice arrows struck out, directly attacking Zhang Chao's abdomen.

"Ants are always ants!"