At the moment when the dead soldiers of the dynasty rushed out without fear of death.

Ye Qingling suddenly turned her head very strangely, looking at the vast mountains behind her, her eyes seemed to be penetrating, and she directly saw through the thousands of mountains and rivers, and then a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, which was a little chilling.

"Yutong is fine!" Ye Qingling said firmly.

Xiaode and Shangguan Wan'er were both stunned, they were not stupid, and they obviously understood something.

"It's just that it's a tough battle, maybe we're all going to die. Ye Qingling said suddenly, took a deep breath, but his eyes were extremely resolute at this moment, turned his head to look at Xiaode and Shangguan Wan'er, and said softly: "Are you afraid of death? The number of the other party is about twice as many as ours." ”

The depths of Xiaode's eyes revealed a violent and raging frenzy of murder, smiled, and did not speak.

Shangguan Wan'er frowned slightly.

Ye Qingling happened to capture this scene, gently patted Shangguan Wan'er's shoulder, her tone was full of tenderness, and said: "If you are afraid of death, you don't need to accompany me to death, things have come to this point, in fact, it is just the Yun family, or Yun Zhange wants to see my attitude." ”

Everyone is not a cunning person, but they are not stupid forks who lack heart.

Shangguan Wan'er suddenly smiled, this woman who had an extremely important position in the imperial dynasty was beautiful at the moment, and her smile turned everyone upside down.

"Shizi, I'm just thinking, I've never tasted a man in the twenty-one years since I went to Shangguan Wan'er, and I don't want to give my first time to others inexplicably, if I don't die this time, can Shizi reward me with hundreds of millions of elite soldiers?"

Ye Qingling smiled lightly and said, "Okay, if this time, we don't die, how about I ask a hundred brothers of the dynasty to you for three days and three nights?"

"Haha!" Shangguan Wan'er laughed loudly, but she didn't get angry.

Long ago.

That year, Ye Qingling was still a member of the Ye family.

That year, Shangguan Wan'er didn't know that Ye Qingling was the prince of the dynasty.

The man who was made a myth by Linghu Yunruo has already made these men and women who are good enough to make the children of high-ranking cadres in the entire Yanjing City become foils as a kind of faith.

At that time, for example, Shangguan Wan'er, Xiaode, Nalan Xuanming, and others, who were not low in IQ, were all stupid and thought that it would be an honor to be able to fight side by side with the so-called behind-the-scenes son one day.

And at this moment, Xiaode and Shangguan Wan'er.

Apparently bring this honor forward.

An innocuous joke is nothing more than a concoction before a doomed bloody fight.

Ye Qingling took a saber from Xiaode's hand, looked through the figures, and tried her best to look towards the ferry.

And Anthony, who is prominent among Satan's gods, obviously sensed something and cast his gaze.

The four eyes looked at each other, but they seemed to smile at each other.

Ye Qingling understands that this must be a salary draw from the bottom of the kettle, and even death must be a hearty fight.

"Kill as much as you want, if we all die, someone will collect our bodies. Ye Qingling spoke, and then her body suddenly activated, running towards the ferry like a cheetah.

At this moment, Anthony, who is the descendant of Ogura, has a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, a little disdainful, obviously a little interested in this game that is destined to catch turtles in the urn.

Anthony waved suddenly.

The dense group of black-robed people behind him rushed towards the group of dead soldiers of the Imperial Dynasty who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

If you can look down at this moment, this is definitely a magnificent battle that is rare in this peaceful and prosperous world.

Satan's group of black-robed people who destroyed the gods were like a line of tide in the Qiantang River, surging forward.

The first to rush out of the Dynasty dead soldier at the moment, destined as cannon fodder to disperse the crowd of people he has a sense of death, they should not have lived in this world, if it wasn't for the woman named Linghu Yunruo to bring them out of the place called hell, I'm afraid they would have already reported to the Hades Palace, and what they can do at this moment is to kill some more so-called 'enemies' for the man behind.

The distance of 200 meters is in the process of the two-way rush of the two sides, in fact, a few minutes is a hand-to-hand fight.

In China, a country with strict gun control, if you want to get a large number of guns, you obviously have to go through multiple channels of risk smuggling to get them, and you have to bear the risk of being caught by the conscientious guys of the anti-smuggling team at any time.

The mountain knife is different, you can get thousands of them in the black market casually.

A hint of coldness tugged at the corners of Anthony's mouth, and his eyes widened, trying to imprint into his mind the thrilling shock image of the next moment of the dynastic soldier being chopped into meat sauce.

It's just-

As the group of highly trained killing machines under his command approached the first to rush out of the dynasty's dead soldiers, a chilling visual scene appeared.

The saber in the hands of the dead man of the dynasty was swung violently.

The knife flashes, and the head falls!

A black-robed man who rushed to the front had his neck cut off with a knife, and a wave of blood rushed out of his head, as if he was about to rush to the sky.

This is the purest killing technique, without any dragging.

Whoosh!

The dying soldier of the dynasty rushed into the dense crowd like a fierce tiger, his sword in his hand, but he was drowned in the enemy crowd at this moment.

After swinging dozens of knives with all his might, hacking three people to death and seriously injuring seven or eight people, he was finally hacked to death by the crazy black-robed people, falling in a pool of blood, his arms were cut off, and his legs were trampled into flesh.

Tragic.

It is the main theme of the moment.

The next moment, the eyes of the two Dynasty Dead Soldiers who followed closely were filled with violent blood, like two boulders crashing into the crowd.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

The two of them forcibly knocked over a group of people, and the strong impact force blocked the progress of those black-robed people.

After being hacked to death with a knife that lived up to expectations.

The black-robed man's charging formation was finally disrupted.

And the dead soldiers of the dynasty who followed behind these two cannon fodder did not miss this short-term advantage in exchange for their lives, and instantly entered the crowd.

The dead soldiers of the dynasty did not live up to this short-lived advantage, and screams rang out, and a terrifying aura of slaughter filled the air.

The sound of gold and iron is endless.

brazenly rushed to kill the dead soldiers of the dynasty who were glorified by death, and the moment they rushed into the crowd, they quickly harvested the lives of several black-robed people.

After this brief encounter, all the remaining members of the Dynasty Dead arrived on the battlefield.

There was no expression on everyone's face, and they were like killing machines, coldly plunging their knives into the hearts of their enemies.

This is a suicidal charge with no way back.

Face the music!