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Capital of the Dead......

Zhao Yingkong stood on the top of a huge stone pillar and looked at the desert in the distance, this stone pillar was at least more than ten meters high, it must have been the main pillar of a huge palace or temple before, and it was still standing after thousands of years, she stood on it enough to see the distance of ten thousand meters.

The high temperature in the desert was unbearable, but Zhao Yingkong had been standing on it for more than two hours, but he still didn't have a trace of impatience, just observant in the distance.

"Come down, aren't you tired after standing for so long?" Yang Yun's voice sounded from under the pillar.

Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan are in one group, and the other group is naturally a combination of Yang Yun and Zhao Yingkong. But unlike Zheng Zhe standing on the pillar on the other side, Yang Yun was just sitting in the shadow at the back of the pillar, and he had no intention of monitoring the surroundings at all.

Zhao Yingkong frowned and said, "I think your lazy approach is wrong, in case someone comes to attack......"

"What kind of attack will there be?" Yang Yun waved his hand indifferently, "The Inzhou team hasn't entered yet, Immorton is still in the corpse, and those people in black are not brain-dead." With this kind of endless desert, I'm afraid that an attacker with a normal brain will not charge head-on during the day, because that would be a live target for people at all. ”

Zhao Yingkong ignored Yang Yun and directly took his words as air.

Seeing this, Yang Yun had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, just put his sun hat on his head and fell asleep......

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When Yang Yun woke up, it was already the beginning of the lights. Facing Zhao Yingkong's cold and tired gaze, Yang Yun showed an expression of "Who told you not to listen to my advice", and went straight back to the camp.

Not long after Yang Yun returned to the camp, Zheng Qi and the others also returned to the camp, and after eating simple food, everyone sat around to discuss their experiences today.

When it was Zhao Yingkong's turn to speak, the tone was a little colder than usual, and he glanced at Yang Yun with hatred from time to time. This situation made Zheng Zhe and others also look sideways frequently, and they didn't know what he did to make Zhao Yingkong unhappy.

Yang Yun directly ignored everyone's gaze and said quietly: "Get ready, it's about to fight." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sound of horses' hooves was faintly heard in the distance, and it was a large number of horses' hooves, as if nearly a hundred people were galloping towards this side.

Zhao Yingkong's face changed, Yang Yun actually heard the sound of horses' hooves before her, didn't that mean...... Is he stronger than himself?

[Hmph...... It's just that my hearing is better than mine. 】

Zhao Yingkong gritted his teeth, a wave of anger welled up in his heart, and he clenched the Dark Fire Fang in his hand.

Yang Yun's attitude of not taking Zhao Yingkong seriously in his eyes deeply stimulated this little girl with strong self-esteem.

Aren't you very good? Then I'll prove to you that I'm stronger than you!

The sound of horses' hooves approached quickly, and a few seconds later, more than a dozen knights galloped out from behind the stone pillar in the distance, all of them wearing black robes, and when the first few guides hired by the Americans fell in response, this group of black knights had already shot at everyone in the camping area, some of them even took torches and began to burn tents and supplies, gradually, dozens of knights had rushed out from behind the stone pillars.

Zheng Zhe reacted the fastest, took out the miniature submachine gun and swept it in a row, and several black-clothed knights who rushed to the front immediately fell in response.

Zhang Jie and the two of them also took out submachine guns and pistols, and just as they were about to start attacking, a petite figure rushed forward.

The figure was like a whirlwind, and everywhere it passed was splashed with blood, and then a black knight fell from his horse, and a small hole was cut in his heart and he lost his life.

Zhao Yingkong's sturdy posture was so chic that it made Yang Yun and Zheng Zha's eyes widen, and they couldn't take their eyes off her killing figure.

"It's ...... It's like art. Looking at Zhao Yingkong, who was dancing among the black knights like an elf, Zheng Zha couldn't help but sigh: "The only adjective I can think of is 'battlefield flower'." ”

In comparison, Zheng Zha's fighting style of opening and closing and getting wounded all over his body is really weak.

"Battlefield flowers? I feel like this flower is just a bud. Yang Yun also looked at the figure and said with a smile.

The so-called assassin is a killer who lurks in the dark, and if he misses a single hit, he will escape thousands of miles...... In contrast, Zhao Yingkong, who was stimulated by Yang Yun casually and began to get angry, and rushed forward to fight those black-clothed knights head-on with a hot head, was really not a qualified assassin.

The way of an assassin is not to chase and attack, but to hide in the shadows and kill the enemy.

"And it seems that there is more than one flower of the battlefield. ”

"En?" Zheng Zha followed Yang Yun's gaze, and that direction was Zhan Lan.

I didn't see any movement from Zhan Lan, but as far as her eyes could see, the movements of those black-clothed knights would become sluggish or pause, and then they would be killed by Zhao Yingkong with one blow.

Although Zhan Lan only harassed these black-clothed knights from afar in order to save mental power, and did not use spiritual power to control them, this was enough for Zhao Yingkong to catch the black-clothed knights and lose their minds instantly.

As if sensing Zheng Zha's gaze, Zhan Lan looked at the two and smiled at Zheng Zha.

Zheng Qi coughed twice in embarrassment, but fortunately Luo Li was not here.

With the secret cooperation of the two, nearly thirty black-clothed knights were killed by Zhao Yingkong for a while. Then, after dropping more than a dozen corpses, the black knights had to start retreating, and in a short time, the menacing black knights retreated cleanly, leaving only dozens of corpses on the ground and some wounded horses.

The guides hired by the Americans gradually quieted down, and they began to shout and thank Zheng Zha and the others, and even the three O'Connor looked at them in a daze.

Zhao Yingkong, who had finished the battle, also walked over and stared at Yang Yun with a slightly provocative gaze.

The two looked at each other like this for a few seconds, and Zhao Yingkong snorted disdainfully, and then walked away without looking back.

Yang Yun looked at Zhao Yingkong's slightly stumbling back and smiled helplessly.

Zhao Yingkong rushed into the encirclement of dozens of knights alone, although she had the support of Zheng Zha, but it must still be a lot of consumption, after all, she is good at assassination, not group combat.

[Is it necessary to do this? This thing will lose your cool, what will you do if you meet Zhao Fukong......]

Yang Yun sighed and looked at the entrance of the tomb.

A few Americans who had just come out of the tomb didn't know what was going on, and they were happily showing their present and several ancient glass bottles to the people around them...... There is also a thick and quaint black ancient book!

The Bible of the Dead!