Wu Zhenghua crawled out of the pile of dead people with great difficulty, his body was already soaked in blood, he staggered to his feet, the blood on his body kept flowing down, the armor on his body seemed to be adsorbed on his body, and it was very difficult to even take it off, the wound on his chest continued to stimulate him, and the severe pain swept through his body, and he took a step slowly, the blood in the wound continued to flow out, Wu Zhenghua couldn't help but gasp.

The pain goes deep into the bone marrow.

The shouting and killing sound beside him was still very harsh, and in his sight, the scarred Snow Dragon Rider let out a beast-like roar, and the scimitar in his hand slashed hard towards the Tianlong Army, both sides exchanged their lives for their lives, the Great Snow Dragon Rider fell, and the Tianlong Army also fell.

Wu Zhenghua let out an angry roar.

Twisted a scimitar casually, the blade of the scimitar was full of gaps, and the sharpness was not there.

Wu Zhenghua still struggled to split out.

Go with a knife.

The head of a Tianlong Army rolled to the ground, kicked out, and the corpse that lost its head flew to the side, Wu Zhenghua continued to move forward, the scimitar swept, and the rapid force brought up a rapid wind, and a dull sound came out, and the scimitar actually broke.

Xu Quanhu stood in front of Wu Zhenghua.

Looking at Xu Quanhu, Wu Zhenghua showed a hint of a smile - since the beginning of the war, it has been six hours in the past, and in these two hours, Taiqian's army can be said to have paid an extremely heavy price to reach the black city, but the killing above the city dragged them down, and even from beginning to end, no Tianlong army has entered the black city, of course, the dead bodies that fell into the black city are not counted.

"It's ridiculous...... Your emperor sent you to die, you are really pitiful. ”

Wu Zhenghua said mockingly.

- Although his body was covered with scars, the sharp pain stimulated his nerves all the time, there was a burst of soreness on his arms, and even the broken knife in his hand was weakly raised, but his expression was full of pride, looking at Xu Quanhu as if he was looking at an ant.

Xu Quanhu looked at Wu Zhenghua, covered in blood, which made his body more violent, facing Wu Zhenghua's ridicule, his expression was a little more fierce, he clenched the long sword in his hand, and said slowly: "You really don't know whether to live or die." ”

Wu Zhenghua raised the scimitar in his hand and said, "If you want to kill me, you are still a lot worse." ”

Xu Quanhu's expression became hideous, and Wu Zhenghua's actions made a strong killing intent surging in his heart, "You can die." ”

The half-cut scimitar moved slowly, and Wu Zhenghua said slowly: "Come on." ”

In a blink of an eye.

Xu Quanhu's body burst out.

The internal force of the whole body surged out, poured into the long sword, and the fierce sword power burst out, adding a few suppressed breaths.

Suddenly cut down.

Wu Zhenghua's expression became solemn, and in his seriously injured body, all the internal forces swept out, and he clenched the broken knife with both hands, without the slightest fear, and hit it hard.

Bell –

A crisp voice rang out.

At the moment when the swords met, Wu Zhenghua's long sword was broken into two, and he retreated a few steps in a row, while Wu Zhenghua's broken knife was cut off again, almost leaving only the bare hilt, and the powerful force of the shock made his body slide backwards, and a mouthful of blood erupted from his mouth.

Xu Quanhu's hideous expression revealed a hint of a smile, looked at Wu Zhenghua, and said slowly: "You can take a few moves from me." ”

Raising the broken knife that was not yet a few inches away, Wu Zhenghua pointed at Xu Quanhu and said loudly: "Come on, I also want to give it a try, how many skills do I have, and I actually ran to the boundary of my snow country to spread wild." ”

Hear the words.

Xu Quanhu's body moved, and the remnant sword in his hand slashed down towards Wu Zhenghua.

Wu Zhenghua grinned, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Xu Quanhu who burst out, Wu Zhenghua directly smashed the broken knife in his hand brutally, and at the same time, his body moved violently, Wu Zhenghua's body rushed out like a predatory cheetah, and his arms were outstretched, as if he was looking for a dead end, and as if he was actively hugging Xu Quanhu.

In the blink of an eye.

The harrier rolls over.

Wu Zhenghua's body dodged Xu Quanhu's remnant sword appropriately, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness to hug Xu Quanhu.

"For the sake of protecting the Snow Country, others can die, and so can I, Wu Zhenghua. ”

A roar of rage rang out.

Wu Zhenghua directly smashed Xu Quanhu's body into the sturdy city wall, and in the slamming sound, there were several crisp fracture sounds, and before Xu Quanhu could react, Wu Zhenghua was like a crab, crawling on Xu Quanhu's body, relying on his limbs, firmly locking Xu Quanhu's limbs, and then jumping down from the city wall.

"Haha-"

It was as if a voice of madness came out.

This was followed by the dull sound of landing.

——

This is war, war is merciless, it is cruel, it mercilessly slaughters lives.

The bell stood silently.

Around him, the only six remaining Reaper guards exuded fierce killing intent.

The blood on the sword body continued to flow, falling drop by drop, and soon merged into the blood flow.

Footsteps staggered.

Zhong Wusheng felt a little tired.

His eyelids were heavy, and the chill swept through his body, making his body tremble slightly, and his arms were very sore, and he seemed to be unable to lift the sword in his hand.

- Killing takes strength.

- Zhong Wusheng is not an iron man, his strength is almost exhausted by continuous killing, and he can't remember how many people his sword has killed, but he clearly remembers that he has twelve wounds on his body, five of which are the most important.

Slowly raised the sword in his hand.

Zhong silently looked at the six Death Guards who surrounded him, and a smile slowly appeared in his expression, this is war, if he continues to fight blindly, then not only will his strength be exhausted, but also the blood will run dry, and he will die if he continues like this.

There was a little more sadness in the smile.

The six Death Guards looked at Zhong Silent, their eyes under the black cloth full of solemnity.

- This special force, which only obeys the orders of the emperor, has completed many incredible characters for the Snow Emperors of the past generations, they only exist in legends, those who have seen them, and those who have fought with them have died, but now they have suffered heavy casualties, almost to the bottom of their destruction.

But they were fearless.

They obeyed the emperor's orders and were loyal to the Snow Country.

Death on the battlefield is their highest glory.

Hmmm-

Hmmm-

……

The six Reaper guards pulled out the dagger hidden at their waists in unison.

The dagger means a very important thing.

Kill yourself.

Either the enemy dies or you die.

The dagger does not return to its sheath without seeing blood.

(End of chapter)