Trees and mountains lit up raging fires, but because of the light of the raging fires, people watched bullets pass as quickly as meteors, and then people lost their entire lives.

At this moment, no one could see anyone in the mangrove swamp, because the fire was so dazzling that even the fire burned many people to death.

Ye Hao and Zheng Guang watched from a distance, Ye Hao asked Qianqian to send those Saiyans to Xue Zhaolong and the others, and once there was danger, immediately let the Saiyans block the bullets and not let Xue Zhaolong and the others be killed.

Xue Zhaolong and Table Rongzhen glanced at each other, and they all saw the meaning of madness in each other's eyes, and Table Rongzhen said, "It's time for the dark sword to let him release his brilliance." ”

"My Heavenly Death Sword Technique, it's time for the blood to be sacrificed." After Xue Zhaolong finished speaking, he pulled out his dragon slaying sword from his waist, in the past, he had a hard time holding this treasure knife that Wu Sangui had held, but now he held this treasure knife as if he was holding a knife with no weight.

"Yin Yang Sword, I also want to test his power." Lu Yunsong smiled and pulled out a knife and sword.

The three of them held cold weapons, and the aura was pervasive, and everyone present seemed to feel like a giant dragon like iodine, gradually waking up.

The men on the bald black side stopped shooting, while the people on the other side continued to shoot.

The three of them were immersed in that artistic conception for a while, and then the three of them opened their eyes together, and after that gaze opened, several rays of light shot out like actual light, dazzling......

"Kill!" Xue Zhaolong held the Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife obliquely in his right hand, his body quickly bypassed the raging fire, and then slashed at the head of a person in front of him.

"Poof!"

The Heavenly Death Knife Technique was displayed by Xue Zhaolong, and he slashed cleanly with one sword. The soldier of the warlord Muhan was torn in half.

Ye Hao, who was watching from the tree, stared at him when he saw this, because according to his ordinary seven-stage strength of the national arts. He may not be able to stop this sword qi.

"Whoosh!"

After Xue Zhaolong split someone, he turned around beautifully. Then the knife made a turn in an incredible direction, and then cut the next head.

Under the Heavenly Death Knife Method, anyone who touches an obstacle will definitely die......

Table Rongzhen was holding a short and powerful short sword, but his figure was like a ghost, elusive, and he was still in the sight of those people on the other side just now, but the next moment the dark sword had appeared on the necks of those people, and those people didn't even know how they died.

"Whew!"

The sound of the short sword of the table young-jin inserting into the human body. It's like cutting tofu, it's a breeze.

However, after piercing into the human body, there was a slight sword aura exuding from the blade, and this sword qi was extremely sharp, crushing the vitality of his sword into the body.

"Woohoo!"

Table Youngjin's sword lies in its fastness, in its elusiveness, and no one can find out where he appears from.

And Ye Hao, who was on the tree, clearly felt that Table Rongzhen was stepping on a mysterious step, and this mysterious step and the dark sword were a set of martial arts, the origin of this set of martial arts. It can't be traced back for a long time, and even Bai Qi doesn't know who left the swordsmanship.

Lu Yunsong is no longer obese now, the muscles of his body are more obvious than Ye Hao, and the way he holds a sword is even more auror-like. Anyone who was left behind by his aperture was blurred with flesh and blood.

As if playing a trick, he turned his sword quickly as soon as someone shot him. And he used his sword to block, and he was quick to block. Faster than bullets.

"Bang Bang!"

Three bullets hit Lu Yunsong's steel knife, and the sword in Lu Yunsong's left hand slashed lightly. The heads of the three men were thrown into the air.

Blood splattered on Lu Yunsong's face, and Lu Yunsong shot again fiercely like a bloody man......

Lei Gong was not slow, he saw that Xue Zhaolong and the others were so fierce, and they were still holding swords, so he carried a gun and quickly shot at the people of the warlord Muhan.

Flying Fish, like Table Young, is an assassination type of person, and every time he appears, he will take a life.

The bald head shouted: "Brothers, rush! ”

The bald black army, which had been paused, moved again.

Muhan Qixing, who was in the castle, looked at the high-definition picture transmitted by the video camera, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, this is just the beginning, and there will be fun in a while.

So he also put on his combat uniform, quickly picked up his gun, and then rushed out with everyone.

The appearance of Muhan Qixing made the people on both sides of the scene even more evenly matched.

Seeing this, Ye Hao had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then took out two grenades from the space.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Hao threw one at the bald black army, and then one at Muhan Qixing.

Then two loud bangs were heard, and the atmosphere at the scene was unprecedentedly high again, and those people were even more desperate to shoot the bullets in their hands.

It's as if I'm worried that I'll be wiped out by the other party's people before I finish shooting.

After this match, each lost thousands of people, which only took more than ten minutes.

Ye Hao saw that the people on both sides were a little hesitant, so he continued to add fuel and threw four grenades at the people on Mu Han Qixing's side.

When the four grenades exploded, the people on the side of the bald black army thought that their people had started throwing grenades, so they all continued to kill with enthusiasm. And the people on Muhan Qixing's side also thought that it was a grenade thrown by the bald black army, and in anger, they didn't hesitate, they picked up the guns in their hands one after another, and sniped at the people of the bald black army.

"Boom!"

Lu Yunsong opened the way for Xue Zhaolong in front, and Table Rongzhen and Feiyu dodged left and right to dodge the opponent's guns, and then quickly reaped the lives of those people.

War is a ruthless sword, and when this sword falls, someone will die, and someone will become a great hero admired by all people.

But alas, this is not the age of heroes, so in the war, if anyone dies unfortunately, his name will not be recorded by anyone, and no one will remember his past, they will only say that these people deserve to die.

Because in peacetime, when there is such a large-scale battle, it is indeed a well-deserved death.

The war went on to a white-hot state, Lu Yunsong and several people were red-eyed, and Lei Gong was the same, although he was holding a gun, but after killing someone, he frantically heated the blood and made him completely like a madman, and the place he passed must have caused a pile of corpses and a sea of bones......

"Made, it seems that the people of the bald black army are really being controlled, Moore, bring someone to kill them." Muhan Qixing said to the communication equipment of Morzaha.

Morzahar had long been hiding in the swamp, and now when they heard Muhammad's order, they jumped out one after another, and then raised their guns and fired a fire.

Seeing this, Ye Hao smiled at Zheng Guang and said, "Old Zheng, have you seen it?" These are the mercenaries, who would rather hide and suffocate in the swamp than come out, because they are waiting for an opportunity to succeed in ......" (to be continued......