The battlefield of fighting, the hero's must conquer!

Even though Prince Qiao felt that the gutter was overturned, but it was more sad, at the moment when the black shou wu put him down and threw himself into the fight, Prince Qiao suddenly had a lot of memories and reluctance to this world, looking at the sky in the distance, the sky has gradually begun to darken.

More than an hour has passed since the initial attack, and according to Qiao's energy, support has already appeared, even if he has not contacted him.

But now not only is there no support, but the enemy's attack is even more ferocious, and the sadness in Prince Qiao's heart is only understood by himself.

The fight was going on ruthlessly, and dozens of strong men who jumped over the black shou wu pounced on Qiao Wangye, compared to the powerful black shou wu, Qiao Wang Ye was the person they wanted to kill, and it was also their goal today.

In everyone's eyes is the most fundamental and pure ferocity, and only bloodlust can calm their restless hearts.

Prince Qiao stood there with a knife, like a king who was about to go to the last battlefield of his life.

With a shout, the old man in his nineties burst out with the potential of life, and at this moment there was only one thought in his mind, even if he died, he had to die dignifiedly, so that no one dared to underestimate the underground emperor of the three provinces.

The fierce battle of sublimation, the flying of blood, and the howling of the cold wind perfectly outline the swan song of life.

If it was a few decades ago, even if Prince Qiao couldn't destroy all the people, he would have the confidence to kill a bloody way, but now that he is dying, he only wants to be able to kill two more people, as for breaking through, without the cooperation of black shou wu and white ginseng, it is difficult to do it at all.

And it is not known if there are hidden enemies in the shadows.

At this moment, Prince Qiao only has killing intent in his heart, without any emotional fluctuations and colors, every swing of the knife will inevitably take away a fresh life, even though his body is already scarred, but Prince Qiao seems to be ignorant.

I don't know what terrifying power it contained in that thin body, which made those who besieged and killed even more frightened.

Two hundred and fifty people, two hundred people, one hundred and fifty people, until one hundred people, the fight continued non-stop, and the number of people who died at the hands of Hei Shou Wu and Qiao Wang Ye was also increasing, showing the cruelty of the underworld.

Although there were many people who died, Hei Shou Wu and Prince Qiao also paid a heavy price, and the large and small scars on their bodies had completely drained most of the strength in their bodies.

Both of them knew very well that if there was no miracle, this snow would become the place where their lives fell.

Killing away, Prince Qiao and Hei Shouwu stood there back to back, both of them gasped gently, Prince Qiao was constantly coughing, he was already in poor health, and after such a fight, it could be said that he was burning his life.

Helpless, he had no choice but to kill.

There were nearly four hundred people who were besieged, but there were less than a hundred people left at the moment, and everyone's face had gradually turned into fear from the kind of awe at the beginning, so many people started just to besiege and kill three people, but they paid hundreds of lives, and at this moment Prince Qiao and Hei Shouwu were still standing.

Although it seems that they are all the last of the strong crossbows, everyone knows very well in their hearts that they will not be able to take them at all without losing dozens of lives.

And from the beginning of the fight to the present, no one is not afraid, and no one wants to die, maybe they are not afraid when they don't see it, but when it really happens, between life and death, they still have the rest of the choice.

If they could survive, who would want to die like this?

The situation was scorching, and Prince Qiao and Hei Shouwu also gave up their plans to break through, and there was no such possibility at all, there was only killing intent in their eyes, crazy and unyielding killing intent.

Those who besieged and killed were waiting, not waiting for their support, nor were they afraid of the support of Prince Qiao, they were just waiting for who would rush up first, because they all knew that whoever went up first now must be the one who died first.

"Shouwu, the old man is sorry for you."

Taking advantage of this gap, Prince Qiao, who eased his breath, said calmly: "When you followed me, I promised you that you would be prosperous and rich for a lifetime, but now that the ginseng is estimated to be dead, you will also accompany my old bones to Huangquan, I am sorry for many people, but I feel most sorry for you." ”

White ginseng and black shou wu are the top existences on the red list, as long as they are willing, it is not difficult for them to eat in brocade clothes and jade food in their lives, but twenty years ago, they were put into the command of Prince Qiao and became the general under him.

"Lord Wang, you have given us twenty years of wealth and enjoyment, and you have enjoyed things that others can't enjoy in their lifetimes, it's enough!"

Hei Shouwu held the cold knife, and the blood had made his hand and the frozen machete completely stick together: "And if it wasn't for the prince you took in at the beginning, we who didn't join the Huangfu family would have been killed by the old monster of Huangfu a long time ago, where would there be today, and we still married a wife and had children for us, we owe you, and we just pay it back to you today." ”

The words of the black shou wu echoed in the cold wind and fell into everyone's ears, the emotion between the master and the servant, real, shocking!

In such an environment, no one suspects that Hei Shouwu is lying, because people who are going to die have no need to lie at all, and the eyes that look at him are a little more respectful, since ancient times, loyalty is rare, and there are even fewer people who die with their masters.

And white ginseng and black shou wu are undoubtedly such people, and everyone's hearts can't help but sigh in their hearts that the personality charm of Prince Qiao can make the two top existences on the red list surrender.

"Kill!"

Finally, the peace was completely broken, and the attackers of less than a hundred people once again bared their fangs and slaughtered towards Qiao Wang Ye and Hei Shouwu, like wolves galloping, wanting to tear up everything that stood in front of them.

Prince Qiao and Hei Shouwu also clenched the knife in their hands, and there was unyielding killing intent in their eyes, even if they died, they were vigorous.

But just when the two sides were about to meet each other, a terrible killing machine suddenly appeared in the originally cold and windy air, and when everyone subconsciously stopped the pace, a black light pierced the sky