"Phew~!" fell out of a cavalryman in purple-black armor, the cavalry lifted his mask and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground, and slowly stood up. The general of the Northeast Army stared at the tiger and threw it behind him, and a small hand axe hanging on a horse flew out, and with a "plop", the axe slashed into the shoulder of the cavalryman, only to find that the man screamed in pain, and his body disappeared.

The soldiers guarding the general's side reacted, and the moment the general protected, he pushed the soldiers in front of him away, and the general threw away the sword in his hand, "Ah... The doctor screamed, the sword hung in the air, the sword slowly dripped blood, and then, the cavalryman with the axe on his shoulder now came out, his body had been pierced by the sword, and the blood dripped down.

"Tilt~!" A bloody arrow stretched out from the neck of a soldier in front, the general's eyes were cold, and one hand and one palm were struck out, and the vigorous earth fighting spirit unfolded vigorously, and a wall appeared in an instant, and with a "Teng" sound, the wall was hit and burst into nothingness.

A strong arm stretched out from the air, the arm was wrapped in real armor, the arrogant spikes were like fangs, the general frowned, his hands pushed forward, and at the same time his body was covered by the upward khaki vindictiveness, "Hmph~!" With a cold snort, the arm disappeared, the general blinked, instantly felt his neck tighten, and his body involuntarily left the ground.

Black gas came out of his arms, and the general's khaki urinal was corroded in an instant. A tall man in armor lifted the general's neck. He is more than two meters tall, with a strong body and strong lines. The armor supported the ambitions of the man. Ye Zhiqiu and the others hurriedly got off the carriage and happened to see this scene.

The people around you are dying, bloody, scared and weird. Obviously, it was in the sky, but the temperature was unusually cold. Several elderly people even got goosebumps. "Cut it", the general's head tilted over, his body softened, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes widened in surprise, an eight-fighting master had his neck cut off alive, and he didn't have any resistance.

After the general's death, the soldiers around him rushed at the man in a frenzy. Here, only this person is the obvious target. The man looked at the soldiers rushing at him and waved his hand coldly. Then he saw the blood arrows flying. Many soldiers died during the charge. Some of them had a hard time approaching him. However, he was lightly scratched by the tall man in armor with one arm. His body was like paper. Blood and guts flowed all over the ground.

Ye Zhiqiu They are all high-ranking officials and have their own momentum, but civilians are always civilians, although their waists are very straight, the legs of several old people trembled involuntarily. "One, two, three, four......" This person ordered Ye Zhiqiu and his team one by one, then nodded and said, "Yes, many of them~!"|

"Who are you, and why are you attacking us?" asked the old man with a white beard, aloud. He looked angry, but he couldn't hide his nervousness. Ye Zhiqiu frowned and looked at the white-bearded old man. Isn't that a question that you know all too well? He's a killer!" Hahahaha that's funny, and ask me who I am. The man clutched his chest and burst out laughing, his long black feathers fluttering.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's get on the road!" the man gestured with his hand, and a dozen figures immediately appeared. They rushed towards a group of middle-aged and elderly people with steel knives. Everyone changed color, especially the old man with the white beard. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. Ye Zhiqiu looked at him coldly, and suddenly shouted: "Where are the Black Guards~!"

"The subordinates are in~!" With a burst of harmony, "flutter | The figures of more than a dozen charging people appeared in blood, and with a "brush" sound, a series of dozens of figures appeared beside Ye Zhiqiu, the black brocade suit, the hairband fluttering in the wind, and the dragon-shaped figure in the middle of the forehead all showed their identity, the Black Guard of the Dragon Clan~!

It was the first private army on the mainland. As soon as it appeared, it made an extraordinary move. The soldiers could not find the enemy. They killed dozens of people in an instant. The ground was littered with cavalrymen in the same purple armor, and the horses fell to the ground.

"Who's black? Yes, yes. The man sighed heartily, and then shouted, "Shen Wei is too much~!" With a flick of the brush, dozens of soldiers wearing blue warrior uniforms appeared beside the armored man, the two sides did not speak, they collided together in an instant, and the team was filled with the shouts of battle, Ye Zhiqiu had long expected that the road was not very smooth, the carriage was loaded with military carriages, and at the moment of the battle, all the organs built into the carriage were activated, and all the carriages at this time became steel fortresses, and even the invisible enemy could not be broken in a short period of time.

The carriage that Ye Zhiqiu and his entourage were riding in originally had a mechanical device, but they followed Ye Zhiqiu to the outside of the carriage. At this time, they can't get in. The soldiers who did not die gathered and wrapped Ye Zhiqiu and them inside. The soldiers kept dying, but none of them retreated.

For the Black Guard Assassins, although the Black Guards are powerful, but the manpower is limited, dozens of Black Guard Assassins are already people who can show their strength in the sky, the opposite of the so-called Divine Guard, the ability is no less than the trained Black Guard, the two sides stick together, gradually, the Black Guard falls into the disadvantage, in contrast, the Tsing Yi people, the more they fight, the more courageous.

The man seems to be getting impatient with the game. His body disappeared into thin air. The next moment, he appeared in the other direction. He was holding the pale Ye Zhiqiu in his hand. Ye Zhiqiu's heart was punched by the armored man. His breathing was not smooth and his blood was gushing, which made it impossible for him to boost his strength at all.

You adults panicked, in a hurry but couldn't help much, the armor man smiled proudly, slowly grabbed Ye Zhiqiu's neck, his face slowly turned red, someone began to shout, but no one listened to him, Ye Zhiqiu's mind began to flash scenes quickly, vigorous as a tiger, in fact, the kind-hearted daughter-in-law and himself, the huge bastard, had high hopes for his eldest brother's heroism.

Consciousness began to slowly blur, and the armor man slowly put in more effort, so he was very excited that the famous figure could die at his own hands, and he carefully enjoyed the process and enjoyed his struggle. "Grass your grandma~!" With a loud shout, the strong wind covered his face, the armor man frowned, and his hands were suddenly vicious, but his wrists were numb, and with a flower in front of him, Ye Zhiqiu was no longer under his control.

Before the armor man knew what was happening, a huge hammer fell from the sky. The hammer was so big that the armor man couldn't even see the person holding it. With a "Teng", the armored man's body stiffened, theoretically he should have disappeared here, but he was firmly hit by the hammer, and the huge force nailed his body to the ground.

Ye Wenhao's big-eyed boss is so ruthless that he can't use the power of his breastfeeding. A masked man in a blue robe took Ye Zhiqiu to where the adults were standing. As soon as Ye Zhiqiu was knocked down, a group of old people shouted in fear: "Lord Ye, are you okay?" "Lord Ye, are you awake?" When Ye Wenhao came to pick up the other five small masked men, she came to the front, and they found that it was a woman with black hair and a blue hosta pinned to her head.

A slight incantation sound came, and the woman pulled the hosta off her head, and as the hosta was suspended and rotated, blue light waves sprinkled on Ye Zhiqiu's body through it. The light wave only rolled on Ye Zhiqiu's body for a while, the bruise on Ye Zhiqiu's neck disappeared, her face returned to normal, and she slowly opened her eyes. Ye Zhiqiu felt unprecedented relief. She stood up and looked at herself. She is still alive and surrounded by many strangers.

"Ah, God~!" Lord Zhao looked at the masked woman on the hosta back in surprise, and the others were in awe, what kind of existence is God, in their opinion, these ordinary people are the real and real masters. After the woman retrieved the hosta, she stood aside, like an ordinary guard. Several other masked figures were also on this side. Everyone was short of breath. After comparing with each other, Zhao Yang's jaw stiffened. Four gods of war and one god of law~!Oh my God, who are they?

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu didn't have time to look at these details. Instead, he looked at a guy over there. His short hair resembles a hedgehog, and his strong body is large. He wielded a huge hammer in his hand and smashed it into the ground in a frenzy. Ye Zhiqiu's eyes gradually softened. This seemingly tough man is his timid little fat man Ye Wenhao~!!

The armored man was very frustrated, the secret of survival was useless, and he was suddenly hit to the ground by a hammer, he didn't see that there were several masked people in the distance, one of them was making strange gestures, and there was a thin shadow on the ground that was connecting with him. Ye Wenhao hit a hammer in a row, and then he looked up at Ye Zhiqiu's side, the corners of Ye Zhiqiu's mouth were pursed, and there was a smile of relief on his face.

"Dad, are you okay?" Ye Wenhao asked with concern, there was no childishness on his well-defined face. Only Iron Man's swagger. This is completely different from Ye Zhiqiu's gentleness. Ye Wenhao is the seed of violence. Ye Zhiqiu shook his head slightly, the screams around him were still the same, but it would change people. The dead are no longer called soldiers, but ghost cavalry in purple and black armor one after another~!