His hands and feet were pressed to the ground, and the strength of dozens of people made Luo Tian unable to move, and he bared his teeth like a beast bound by iron ropes. Luo Tian's muscles that had overused the beast pill and the strong pill were swollen and full of steam, and the blood and sweat in his veins evaporated together, making the battle masters who were holding him down fearful.

It is said that Luo Tian is a member of the Imperial Clan, and he is also the first non-war master figure of the Imperial Clan in hundreds of years, but is he really not a war master?

Luo Tian's arm was on the ground, the dirt was stained on his arm, his eyes were red, and his mind was extremely confused. He felt his body being pressed by the mountains, his arms stiffened, and when he slowly lifted them, the faces of the four or five people on them suddenly changed. Won't this man get tired?

Luo Tian was like a brute bull, his sturdy body was constantly writhing, making the faces of those who grabbed him look embarrassed.

"Quick! give him a fatal blow!"

The major holding the white blade licked his lips, Luo Tian was a member of the Imperial Clan, and the Imperial Clan was one of the biggest supporters of the World Government. It stands to reason that he shouldn't have been so cruel to him, but now if you want to catch Xing Zeyuan and Youyou, you have to start with them first.

The Major exhaled, and the power of the star cluster formed a powerful aura on the blade of the sword, and when he stabbed the white blade out, Xing Zeyuan's body shot out. The latter lowered his face, and with one punch drove the red-hot molten slurry to fly the major, knocking several people away along the way, Xing Zeyuan helped Luo Tian and handed it to Duan Qin and Youyou.

"Luo Tian, are you okay?"

Duan Qin's eyes were sour, and she looked at Luo Tian, who was red all over his body, and his body was full of injuries, which was unbearable. But he just shook his head and said:

"It's okay!"

Luo Tian didn't let Youyou and Duan Qin help, they were already very tired with Gansuo and Bining, Luo Tian staggered, he always felt that something was wrong, but his dizzy brain just couldn't remember what he was missing.

The surrounding star arrays shattered faster and faster, and Fan Ao's lips turned pale, but he still kept shooting bloody arrows.

"Fan'o!"

Grabbing her arm, it was impossible for Qianling to let her continue, a sniper without a long-range weapon was not strong in attack, and Fan Ao had been barely shooting arrows, and if she continued like this, she would lose too much blood.

Fan Ao didn't hear Poor Ling's words until Poor Ling hugged her, and the warm embrace disrupted her string pulling gesture. Poor Ling was tall, Fan's face rested against his chest, and his heart beating like the rhythm of life. Although Fan Ao is a sound idiot, she likes this sound very much, at least when she hears it, she knows that Qian Ling is still alive and has not left her.

"Fan'ao, tweet! You've done a good job, stop pushing yourself, okay?"

"Hmm!"

Van Au cried and said to him:

"Poor Ling, you must live, you must not die, okay?"

"Don't worry!"

With his palm on top of her head, Poor Ling looked into the distance, and although he was a little confused, he still said to Fan Ao:

"I won't die, I still want to marry you!"

Van Au burst into tears and laughed, the best news she had ever heard in the midst of danger.

"I'll wait for you!"

"Hmm!"

Qian Ling touched her face, and her fingers wiped the dust off her cheeks.

"Go and help Luo Tian, these people will be handed over to me and the head of the regiment!"

"Good!"

When Fan Ao turned around, Qian Ling looked sideways at the thousands of World Government soldiers, his gaze left Fan Ao, and he instantly fell to the bottom of the ice valley, becoming extremely cold.

His current strength is the sixth order, this strength is not weak, and he can even dominate one side in the world at will, but Qian Ling doesn't think so. Injured, he only had the strength of about the fifth order, and he couldn't directly increase his strength to the seventh order like Xiao Fu, so he made up his mind to fight to the end!

Qian Ling's face was covered in blood, and his skin was harder than that of ordinary people, but he was still injured under these rotational battles. There is a very strong male lion in Guangqi Prefecture, also known as "Ohara Prefecture", and the male lion is heroic and vigorous, but it is no match for the herds of hyenas. Maybe it's the same thing!

The sandy Chaos Qi entrenched around his body, and Qi Ling had a tendency to rush out.

"Chaos Qi!"

The injured Qian Ling's eyes turned black from time to time, and his brain was injured from the previous battle with Lieutenant General Wulang, but he still kept kicking out his long legs.

Kicking out the sandy whirlwind in succession, Qian Ling's movements stopped, and here came again! The dizziness poured out of Qian Ling's mind, his mind blurred for a moment, and the world in front of him became dim. In the seconds he stopped, the warriors frantically rushed towards him, trying to subdue him, but they were still too naïve.

Qian Ling shook his head and slapped himself mercilessly, his eyes slowly returned to normal, and he immediately rushed out again.

The Yuan Soul Sword in Xing Zeyuan's left hand released a thousand meters of sharp sword qi, and the place where the sword qi passed was the time when the warrior's soul died. Now the Red Shield Mercenary Regiment is the only one who can continue to fight, and the two of them have spent all their strength to protect the members from injury.

The battle on the plains was very monotonous, and Qi Ling and Xing Zeyuan constantly broke out in the midst of attacks. The world government army is like an ant colony on fire, and the battle situation here will not change for the time being. The World Government's press corps realized this, so they took control of the photographic owl and returned to the Grand Mercenary City.

The battle in the streets continues, and Tsubame and Ichiro, who are facing tomorrow's dreams, stand side by side on the edge of the city. This is the last line of defense, if they retreat further, Tomorrow Dream will break through to the plains and chase them to Xing Zeyuan.

"Did you use all your strength?"

Yan Shuang asked Ichiro, who nodded.

"What about you?"

"Almost!"

Ichiro has exploded all his strength, but it is still not enough in front of Tomorrow Dream, he has not fought for too long, and without the young blood-killing and impulsiveness, the slaughter of the city and black gold all showed a trace of disappointment. However, Yan Shuang still has some reservations, he still keeps a hole card, but the price of this hole card is too high, he didn't use it!

"If you have hole cards, use them quickly, so as not to have a chance for a while!"

The time in Tomorrow's dream was facing the ground, and the flat boots did not leave footprints on the ground, but the time drew an extremely deep crack on the ground. The thick stone slab was like soft tofu cut by a knife under the sword qi of Shi Nei, and her face was cold after she finished speaking, obviously angered.

"Tobik, why don't you just turn a blind eye?"

Yan Shuang stood with his hands in his hands, he rubbed his sore palms, he was good at using his fists, and he was deflated in the face of the "time" of tomorrow's dream, and the sharp sword was finished without a weapon.

"I don't have the heart to joke with you, the reason why I didn't use all my strength is because I have time to spend with you, do you think they can run away with 50,000 soldiers?"

"At least I won't be caught!"

The ghost god behind him and Ichiro moved in the same way, holding the long knife with their outstretched hands, and the appearance of the ghost god was like a mask of fire and earth, but its face was pitch black. The hundred-meter ghost god in a golden robe surpassed many buildings, and the knife in his hand was in front of him, with the momentum of slashing out.

"You said before that you were from Dream Star Zeyuan...... Father, adoptive father?"

Tomorrow's tone prolonged, and she admitted that she hadn't figured it out.

"That's right, I adopted him for five years, and I know what kind of person he is, so I won't let you hurt him, he's already pitiful!"

The toe of the right foot draws a backward semicircle on the ground, slaughtering the city with black gold and in the corner of the eye, which is a pre-move that many swordsmen like.

"But I never said what would happen to them, the world government is not a man-eating beast, we will deal with it as we see fit!"

"Your posture is obvious, there is no room for negotiation at first glance! What animal will not run away in the face of a horde of wild wave sharks?"

Yan Shuang shook his hand and arched his left leg.

"Different positions lead to different responsibilities! We have nothing to talk about, Tobik, come on! Let me see your full strength!"

Tobik Asunmon is not very fond of force, she is a person who advocates peace, if she can, she will put a cup of black tea in the office, put a pineapple dessert of her choice, and then copy the materials all day, or write an analysis of different events. But helplessly, she is a general, and many things that others can't do need her to solve personally, including fighting!

"I just said it to stall for time, right?"

"From the bottom of my heart!"

As Ichiro spoke, Yan Shuang twisted his neck, the bun on his head was as stubborn as his, and he said:

"It's a pity that the conversation was unpleasant"

Tobick Tomorrowdream's left boot stepped forward, and his cape with the World Government logo hit the ground as he pressed down. The purer the thing, the more likely it is to be defiled, and the white cloak is covered with dust stains.

"Then let's not talk!"

Tomorrow's eyes turned red.

"Red Eyes, isn't this the Emperor's mastery?"

"They just put all the different pupils together and named them, but no one said that all the different pupils were created by them!"

Tomorrow Dream retorted to Yan Shuang, and then a red light appeared on his body.

"Let's take it!"

Like a figure in a watercolor painting, a red light emerges from the surface of Tomorrow's body, and the time in his hand turns red.

"Dream Slash!"

Looking down at the ground, the ponytail spread out like an algal bloom in the water. The soles of the feet on the ground slowly turned into toe points, and when the toes exerted force, Atsumu's body disappeared in place, the ground stone slab collapsed, and the forward body brought a circular air ripple. The move that had been gathering momentum for a long time burst out with terrifying power at the moment, and in the face of this move, Ichiro and Yan Shuang shouted at the same time.

"Territory Seal!"

"A Thousand Armies and Warring States!"

The ghost god swung his sword, the god of war thundered his fist, and in the two powerful attacks that occupied one side on each side, Asumu's slender body flashed through it. Tomorrow Dream uses the sword as a guide, and the slender body slowly walks past Ichiro and Tsubame's side.

Stepping on the light boots, tomorrow's dream is getting farther and farther away from Ichiro and Yanshuang.

When it was sheathed, Tomorrow Dream didn't have the idea of cutting out the second sword.

"What a beautiful slash!"

Ichiro's brows couldn't help but furrow, and cold sweat broke out from his bald head, burrowing into his eyes from the corners of his eyes. Tarzan's body shook slowly, and then fell to one knee on the ground. As a valiant warrior, his last dignity is not to die and not to fall!The green tendons on Yan Shuang's forehead burst out, and he looked back at Tomorrow Dream, who left and headed towards the plain, but he did not have the strength to fight back for the time being.

There were all kinds of colors in front of them, and Yan Shuang and Ichiro had no obvious scars on their bodies, but they had fallen into a state of detachment.

There was darkness in his eyes, and when Ichiro returned to his childhood, his father severely slapped his body with the bamboo stick in his hand, and whenever he made a mistake in practicing the sword, he would be severely beaten by his father. The tiny bamboo sticks hurt hotly on his body, but he couldn't cry, and if he cried, he would be beaten more.

"Do it again!

"Do it again!

"Do it all over again!"

"Do it all over again......"

The father clasped his hands to his chest, and his gaze was the footsteps of the ghosts, and as long as his gaze stopped, Ichiro would be beaten.

Later, when he grew up, Ichiro began to fight as a war advisor to the Asuka royal family of Hanashi, and from then on began his career in warfare. Since he met Mijing, his life has changed, his father died, and Ichiro took charge of the Hanaki family and protected the health of the Asuka royal family. Half of Yamato celebrates his wedding, but he feels that he is not worthy of Meijing.

He went back to the wedding night, and in the face of Meijing, who was like a fairy, Ichiro didn't have sex with her for a long time.

"What's wrong, Ichiro?"

"We're just a political marriage, do you really want to marry me? I'm just an ugly butcher compared to you who are learned, and your clean hands can bring glory to God, and my hands are stained with blood!"

Meijing has accepted her fate, she can't change this marriage, she looked at Ichiro, and from the moment her eyes met, she knew that the man she met for the first time would be her reliance in this life. Sure enough, Ichiro didn't disappoint her!

The scene in Ichiro's eyes begins to change, Mijing is killed, and her daughters are destroyed in the dark. The aura in his body brought endless destruction, destroying the streets around him again and again.

"Meijing, Henai, Hui Xuezi......"

Ichiro's expression was nervous, he shouted in his dreams, and the nasolabial folds and marionette lines on his face were extraordinarily deep.

When he fantasized about it, Asudaymu had already left here, and she ended in victory against Ichiro and Yanshuang!