“……”

"One thousand two hundred and forty!"

"Nine hundred and forty-seven!"

"Seven hundred and eighty-six!"

The fragmented bodies, the red and white things in one place, are the fate of these "puppets" who rebel against the puppeteers.

"Ahh

Now, wherever she can reach the sight, the people who are there are "puppets" to which she belongs, and she moves her fingers at will, wanting them to die, and they will not be able to live for a moment!

Until she disliked the limited weapon, and no longer used the previous kind of personal flesh fight, she began to transform the light and dexterous figure, ethereal, heaven and earth, elusive, she is like a puppeteer who flexibly manipulates the puppet, and the thousands of spider silk scattered in her hands invisibly pierce the human body, which is the lifeline that makes the puppet move, walk, live, and die.

Yu Ziying is a wonderful, who encounters this kind of crowd tactics to avoid and kill, she doesn't care, the momentum is all put into a momentum, not retreat but advance, she is like a demon god with the flame of death, she uses whatever weapon she holds, any weapon that looks ordinary and ordinary in her hands, the lethality of use is increased by a hundredfold.

The stalagmites roared like thunder and lightning on the high cliffs, but the crowd below was chaotic like ants.

"Kill! Kill this son on the spot! If she doesn't die today, you'll die! ”

Don't stay! Never stay!

Seeing this murderous method above, the target Tatar's heart was a little cold, and his eyes narrowed so hard that he couldn't see, and he closed his eyes tightly - this son is really a demon!

The people she killed, she remembered them one by one according to the agreement.

"Five hundred...... Forty-nine. ”

――With this terrifying skill and resolute heart, this—This is actually a monster in the shape of a human girl!

And Yu Ziying's body is still not stained with dust, she throws a stick and stands upright, ten fingers are slender, black hair and snow muscles, and a quiet girl, but the thieves are all afraid to see her.

By the time she made a move, within a moment, bounded by the line she had drawn, a shocking river of corpses had been meandering. None of those who tried to break through or dared to approach that line stood upright.

They have seen people kill people without blinking, but they have never seen people slaughtered like chickens and ducks!

She is like a judge of life and death, where she stays, blood is splashed everywhere, corpses are everywhere, those who rushed to kill, but in the blink of an eye, they were crushed into mud and dust, and the bloody air was overwhelming, the whole prison was really like a Shura slaughterhouse at this time, some people who were a little more timid looked like a killing god coming, and they couldn't hold the utensils in their hands, and they fell with a bang, dumbfounded and frightened.

People who are close to the front row are frightened for a while, and even drank a few "retreat and retreat", but they are not defeated by Yu Ziying's spear and stabbed out again, and for a while piercing, stabbing, winding, ringing, blocking, pointing, dialing, many techniques are used one by one, until it is inserted into a person's chest and strangled by the bone, she will abandon the gun and pick up the stick, and face the people who are close to her, and use the stick method to split, collapse, pick, sweep, hang, pick, tease, and hang the methods.

A group of people in the front row of the front row had a "cooing" sound in their throats, and they also opened a few blood-colored red lotuses.

Yu Ziying's eyes are as light as lightning like a hook, cold and stunning, she grabbed the handle of the gun with her hand and turned, the internal force vomited slightly, jumped forward, the iron gun in her hand stabbed out, the thumb of the right hand holding the gun shook, and the head of the fine iron gun stabbed away, a hook, a belt, a circle, a turn, as if shaking out a ball of flowers.

She still counted, the group of Yin Sheng's minions saw Yu Ziying killing with a gun, the momentum was not weak, and they knew that they were extraordinary people, but they were a group of outlaws who were free from life and death, but they were not afraid of blood, they were all fighting for merit, and they rushed to kill Yu Ziying, they relied on the strength of the crowd, but they were not afraid, and shouted in unison: "Kill her!" ”

"Twenty-nine."

"Fifteen."

Yu Ziying was never afraid of danger, nor did she care about adding new injuries, she intercepted a person, twisted his neck, pressed a nine-foot iron spear from his hand, shook the head of the gun, and swept dozens of people to the ground when she jumped up, and died.

As soon as she turned around, she was like a lightning bolt, like a lightning bolt, as if she had entered a no-man's land, and she rushed into the black tide-like crowd alone.

"Let's fight!"

"Inside" is good, Yu Ziying began to "outside".

"Hmm."

He felt relieved, and the fingertips that were trembling with strong uneasiness gradually subsided because of the sudden changes in the surrounding environment.

Shi was stunned, looking at her eyes, the tranquility in it was like an empty and gentle prairie, which could accommodate a small him, protect it well, and collect it, at that moment he entered her eyes, entered her world, he seemed to have forgotten his own existence, and he couldn't feel the surging turbulent air flow around him that was about to shake the earth.

"Don't be afraid."

"Hmm." He didn't know whether he understood, or casually agreed, in short, he nodded obediently to Yu Ziying.

"I'm not going to give them a chance to cross that line." She said to him.

Yu Ziying drew a line with her toes in front of her, she looked back at Shi, he was also looking at her, but his eyes were very empty, blank and empty, there was nothing in it, no her, no self.

At this time, Yu Ziying is unavoidable, unavoidable, unavoidable, unretreatable, this group of homeless thieves and bandits are some murderous and unblinking goods, when they come out of the nest, they are like locusts and bees crossing the border, not a single inch of grass grows, and there are devastation everywhere.

At this time, the group of people did not wait any longer, shouting, making noises, and footsteps, and rolled towards Yu Ziying, they had weapons in their hands, swords, guns, halberds, clubs, ropes, axes, and axes.

There was a lot of contempt and ridicule in his tone, obviously he didn't believe that Yu Ziying had the instinct to get out of the crowd alive.

"Ahh The target turned his face sideways, narrowed his eyes in pleasure, and folded his hands, as if listening to her screams: "...... Don't be afraid, don't you like to count? Come, count slowly, one by one, and when they're all dead, I'll come and meet ......you for a while."

The previous fourteen have become ten times or a hundred times the current one, and just the pressure of the number of people like a sea can crush her little girl!

Seeing that Yu Ziying was still able to maintain her composure, the target didn't think so, he felt that she must be pretending, how could she not be flustered at this time.

The knife that let Shi stab her before, I'm afraid it was also to lay the foundation for this moment, although that knife was not enough to kill, but after all, it lost a lot of blood.

That's a great idea for target hitting!

She is a human being, not a god, it is impossible to maintain the best state of her prime, she will also be tired, she will also feel exhausted, he is not afraid of her strength, and he doesn't care about the life and death of this group of people, what he wants is to use these people to drain her.

It is often said that no matter how powerful the martial arts master is, he will not dare to challenge the imperial power lightly, and this is precisely because he is afraid of the thousands of troops under the imperial power.

He knew that she was strong in martial arts, and knew yin and yang mystics, so naturally he would not rashly fight with her, and all the methods of using soldiers: ten will surround it, five will attack it, and multiple will divide it. The enemy can fight, if there is little, he can escape, and if he is not, he can avoid it.

Looking at the ones below that were enough to annihilate a little her in a flood of black people, Yu Ziying suddenly sneered: "Sea of people tactics." ”

There are green forest bandits, foreign dead soldiers, and Yi tribesmen in this group...... I am afraid that there are more than a few thousand people in total.

She knew that the foreign land would play tricks with her and set up an ambush, but she didn't expect that he would make such a big pomp and circumstance to deal with her.

Looking at the crowd that surged up like a black tide, Yu Ziying was stunned, although she was a little surprised, she was not surprised.

As soon as the target's words fell, Yu Ziying felt a chaotic aura spread from all directions, and more and more people poured out of a secret hole in the blink of an eye.

As soon as he started laughing, he suddenly stopped laughing nervously, he bent down, stretched his neck and squeezed his eyebrows in the direction of Yu Ziying, his strange expression was slightly distorted, full of Sen Sen's malice: "It's just a pity, the distance between us is not only these fourteen people, if you have the ability, you will kill them all." ”

The target's face was not very good, the red light of the fire made his face very weird, he stared at Yu Ziying with wide eyes, and on the stalagmite that stretched over the slurry, he ran a few steps forward, and then clapped his hands and laughed: "Amazing, amazing, hahahahaha......"

"Now...... It's your turn. ”

When Yu Ziying finally killed the fourteen dead guards and scattered them all over the place, her clothes were not stained with a drop of blood, her hair was not haired, her face did not change, she raised her hand as if she were plain, and stood quietly on the opposite side of the target.

"The fourteenth!"

“……”

"Fourth ......"

"Third ......"

"Second ......"

She is like a predatory python, first wrapping its prey tightly and then biting off its neck.

At that moment, their faces and hands were already numb, and it seemed that even their bones were frozen through, and they were swept into the wind and tsunami like lambs waiting to be slaughtered...... With Yu Ziying's ability, the dead guards blocked by these people will naturally not be her opponents, her movements are not fancy, but every move and style is simply and neatly hit the key point.

As her body moved, the wind around her became tighter and tighter, and the air became thinner and thinner, but the area that spread around her became colder and colder, like a fierce north wind rolling snow, like a freezing ice cellar, and swooping towards the dead guards.

She froze, but with a cold sneer on her face, she struck again with the momentum of thunder.

Yu Ziying felt a cold breath of life and murder rushing to his face, his forehead was cold, and his bangs were turning up, which may be just the corner of the mountain he showed.

"Well, I'd like to see where you can go."

Slowly, the target straightened his body, like a sharp unsheathed sword, he restrained his smile, his face was solemn and cold, his voice broke out in the wind of the hollow valley, rumbling and deafening, booming and thundering.

…… Don't underestimate it, this little girl.

This pair of him is strong, he is strong, the breeze caresses the hills, he is horizontal by him, the bright moon shines on the river, no matter how the outside world changes, she is calm in her state of mind, and does not affect herself because of anything, the wise are worry-free, and the brave are not afraid.

However, it is this calmness and composure that is the most valuable.

"I want to count how many people in my way I have to kill to be able to stand in front of you without hindrance." Yu Ziying seemed to know what he was thinking, she raised her eyes to look at him, her jade body was erect, her black hair was fluttering, her face was sinking like water, and she was not shocked.

The first one? What is she counting? The target raked through the wind-blown hair, and the eagle's eyes were slightly squinting with a sharp light like dove poison.