By the time the Kiyoshi arrived at the gate of the central castle, Kahlil had just met with Colin, and in the time of the explosion, the Kiyori had already severed the chains that had pulled the gate up, slamming the spiked gate to the ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know what's going on inside, and everything that may not be possible if I go in like this is messed up, and Qing Xi knows very well that a small change won't affect Kaliel's progress, so all he has to do is stop the extra guards.

What's more, I haven't let go of my restraints for a long, long time, and I've fought completely.

This opportunity...... Sure enough, I still can't let it go.

His wine bag has not been taken out and used for a long time, and even Qing Xi himself has almost forgotten what kind of wine it is, let alone when it was put in, but his requirements are not high, as long as he can drink it, as long as there is wine, the effect is almost the same, and it is acceptable.

As long as there is wine.

The guards who rushed over were still on the way, and they could already hear their chaotic footsteps in the distance, anyway, there was only one entrance to Canterlot, unless they could cross the double barrier of the moat and the city wall, otherwise they just had to wait patiently for them to come.

In this little free time, of course, I want to have some drinks.

Qing Ci took the wine bag in his hand and weighed it, and the feeling of a small half bag made him frown, and the rest of the amount made him feel like he couldn't enjoy it, he knew this, he should have filled the wine bag at the bar when he first came in.

Well, so be it.

He took a few sips, and he could already see the figure of the guards on the other side of the bridge in the distance, and it seemed that the other party did not intend to give him the opportunity to drink the last sip of wine, in this case, he could only go home and have another time.

You have to find someone to accompany you for a good drink.

Qing Xi poured all the rest of the wine into his mouth, casually threw the old wine bag on the ground, drew his long sword in the face of the oncoming guards, and stood alone in the middle of the bridge.

You guys...... Don't even think about it......

One by one, the guards squeezed onto the bridge and rushed towards the Qing Ceremony, and one of the guards who came up shouted at him: "Get out!" ”。

All the people on the other side, facing Qing Ci standing alone on the bridge, all thought so, but after this sentence, they immediately changed their understanding of this thin man.

The two people who rushed to the front had just approached, and before they could touch the Qing Ceremony, they saw two dull thumping sounds from a flower in front of them, and the two guards flew out backwards at a much faster speed than when they rushed up, crashing into the crowd like rag bags.

I didn't even see how it came out!

A few more people rushed forward, and the long sword turned sharply, easily slicing through the armor of the guards, bringing out a red line of blood from their bodies, which was connected by the rapid slashing of the blades, flew into the air, and sprinkled on the ground behind Qing Xi in a ring.

The feel of cutting into the human body is simply fascinating......

The soldier in front of him was stunned for a moment, and one of them hesitated about the strange guy in front of him from the beginning, but the unsuspecting companion behind him still squeezed up and pushed them into the reach of the sword.

Just as they hurriedly raised their weapons and wanted to meet them, they saw the man in front of them flick his long sword in a dashing manner, and rushed straight into the crowd with two steps in an arc.

The sword faces the surrounding guards, as if entering a no-man's land! A few shining sword lights swept through, and a dense blood mist would rise in the air, and the guards protected by the armor were like newborn babies, unable to pose any threat to the other party at all.

The other party is alone!

Qing Xi's long sword is flexible as if inertia does not exist at all, and the sword blade that attacks from all directions can be skillfully blocked every time, and the dexterous blade forms a vacuum that no one can touch around Qing Xi, and even the fallen corpse is easily avoided by him, without causing any impact, and then from every unexpected angle, he blocks every attack with unexpected weird moves, and even forcibly cuts off the guard's weapons with a long sword, and then takes away those fragile lives with a sword.

Like the scythe of death that reaps life.

The people behind them finally understood something, they cursed bitterly, let out unbelievable cries, shouted, advanced or retreated, the crowd still circled around the Qing Ceremony, and the team behind them suddenly crowded together, blocking the head of the city gate bridge, unable to retreat half a step.

Kill him! Go up and kill him!

The commander of the group shouted, directing his guards to rush forward one after another, some of them not even understanding what was happening in front of them, only to move forward until they faced the man who seemed to be no threat.

In just a few minutes, the position of the Qing Shrine had been forcibly pushed forward halfway from the middle of the bridge, leaving a blood-stained corpse on the bridge deck, and the blood flowing from the corpse gathered into a pool of blood, flowing down the edge of the stone bridge, and the river around the bridge was faintly dyed red.

And Qing Xi himself now has no damage to the corners of his clothes except for a little blood stain from the guards......

No one could even get even half a step closer to him anymore.

The entire bridge deck, from far left to right, was within his attack range, and his erratic pace and slender weapon made it impossible to escape from the harvest in any direction around him, and those who used it could always send the sword into the target's body as quickly as possible.

And then blood and life were brought out of it.

The commander of the team finally realized that something was wrong, the shouting and killing on the bridge had been going on for several minutes, and the clashing of cries, wails, and swords and halberds had not stopped, and the enemy was able to fight alone in the crowd regardless of the consequences, and still stand in it.

No way! At all costs! He must die!

The guards rushed up like a tide, and people kept falling, and finally pressed Qing Ci back a few steps in the sea of people, and the stacked corpses even made the crowd on the bridge have begun to rise faintly, after a few minutes of stalemate, someone finally seized the opportunity, and the guards attacked from all directions at the same time, and at the same time sealed the opportunity for Qing Ci to defend in every direction.

They've almost all seen the sight of their weapons piercing each other's bodies......

Unfortunately, this scenario did not come to pass.

An unsightly dagger had already been thrown out of Qing Xi's hand, flew over the crowd and plunged into the crowd on the other side of the bridge.

Qing Xi's figure suddenly disappeared from the encirclement without a trace, and the weapons were intertwined, and he pounced......

Stop him! Stop him!

The commander in the rear contorted his voice and roared at the guards, who had witnessed all this no longer seeing the target as a person, but as a god of death who appeared on earth.

It's a pity that since he is the god of death, no human can stop him.

Where Qing Xi landed, several guards flew out in the air, and then the long sword cut through the air and let out a terrible scream, sweeping away the surrounding life, and the air flow was swept down with the guards in the distance, and the guards who were only affected by the air flow in the distance only felt that their bodies were scraped by a sharp blade.

It's not a battle at all, it's a harvest, a slaughtering feast presided over by a god of death who has descended on earth.

The whole crowded team fell into chaos, which made the harvest of the Grim Reaper like a fish in water, and in the face of weaker and weaker resistance, the harvest was more vivid......

When there is a way out, human beings always want to retreat and survive, even if they still have a chance to win in the face of their goals, they will be bent on blinding themselves in order to escape, and they will not think of resisting at all.

Not to mention the current one-sided killing.

The escape dagger was once thrown out of the crowd, this time it fell into the still dense crowd in the back row, and at the moment when Qing Xi flashed into the crowd, a thunderous explosion reached everyone's ears. A huge force lifted everyone around them into the air, as if they had been hit hard by the earth, and flew into the air several meters high.

The dagger was pulled out again, Qing Xi reflexively threw the dagger out, and the volley was pierced on the armor of a guard at the highest place, and the whole person flashed into the air at once, and the long sword was raised with his backhand, and at the same time he jumped up, forming a sword net in the air with nowhere to escape.

The white trail left by the long sword was substantial, like a large net from top to bottom through the body of each guard, smashing to the ground, cutting sword marks on the rocky ground.

The shattered corpses fell to the ground, broken, twisted, and scarlet, like the Asura hell......

Qing Ci then easily fell, stepped on the corpse, and flicked the long sword in his hand, shaking the blood off the blade.

At this time, the blood that burst into the air dripped down one after another, forming a real rain of blood in a ring-shaped area around the Qing Ceremony.

Drops of blood rained down from the sky on the ground, on the corpses, and on the living, staining the guards' armor red and forming blood on their faces.

"Who else ......"

Qing Ci took a long deep breath as if he had been addicted to it, and his right hand holding the sword slowly fell, and he pointed the tip of the sword on the ground and relaxed.

No one answered, not even a single person who could make a move, not even a look in his eyes froze there.

"Roll ......"

Qing Xi breathed a long sigh of relief, roared at the people around him, shook his head, put away the long sword on his back, turned around, and walked onto the bridge facing the gate of the central castle.

The crowd then woke up from a dream, and fled with all sorts of hellish wails, and no one dared to look behind them again.

Kahlil didn't know when she had jumped off the city wall and landed on the bridge at the city gate, and only after the Qing Ritual had turned around, did they look at each other.

"Is that what you want to do?" Kahlil asked from a distance, facing the oncoming Qing Shrine, Karil, who had witnessed all this, suddenly didn't know what to say more.

"I'm sorry, yes" Kiyoshi stopped in front of Karil, "I can't completely bury my desires if you don't want to see this, but you will only be behind me, and my sword will always be pointed in the direction of the enemy, even in the face of the ghosts." ”

No matter what the future holds, my sword is hungry for killing. (To be continued.) )