Unexpectedly, Cheng Jishan, who was already "dead", seemed to be aware of it, and when he brushed it, he suddenly rolled his eyes without warning, and shot out two rays of fine light, and his two arms were about to be quickly raised to stop the sword from being slashed by the painting soul.

"Ahh

Just when Cheng Jishan's arm was about to be raised, a huge pain suddenly came from his right chest, and a large piece of Yin Hong's blood came out of the hole in his chest, and the wound attacked, Cheng Jishan was no longer able to resist, staring at the bull's eye, looking at the painting soul chopped down with a knife, it seemed that he couldn't believe it when he died, he could have survived the remnants, but he didn't expect to be planted in the hands of a woman who had been despised by him.

The sword flashed, and the blood flew!

Cheng Jishan's body had been split in half by the painted soul, and his head rolled aside with unwillingness, splashing out a large amount of blood.

After doing all this, the painting soul seems to have been drained of all its strength, and it can be shaken! The broken sword in her hand fell to the ground, and she sat on the ground with her buttocks, and her two white and elastic arms like clotted fat suddenly plunged into the cold and wet ground, splashing a large splash.

As soon as the body sat on the ground, it lost the support of its strength, and the body of the painting soul was about to smash into the wet ground. Fortunately, just when her slightly beautiful face was about to touch the ground, she was supported by two soft and boneless jade hands, so as to avoid intimate contact with the ground.

Although the movement here is not small, the surrounding shouting and killing sound is too loud, and the torrential rain is more and more fierce, and the torrential rain that falls from the night sky smashes down to the ground and makes a loud gurgling sound.

Li Feiyu's attention at this time was completely focused on the two waves of people immediately, about what had just happened around him. Didn't notice it at all.

Fortunately, after killing Cheng Jishan, the painting soul was frightened by Cheng Jishan's eyes before he died. Moreover, it was the first time he had killed someone in such a thrilling environment, and he couldn't adapt to it for a while. In an instant, he was drained of his strength, and sat down on the ground and gasped hard.

Otherwise, according to the current chaotic situation, even if there was a trace of strength in the painting soul's body, with her temperament, she would have run away a long time ago.

"Kill!"

The battle has been fought so far, and there is no suspense at all. Of the more than forty domestic slaves who came with Cheng Mansion, there were less than ten people who could still stand on the ground at this time. The others were all slain by these fierce pro-soldiers. Those who are under their hands will not survive as long as they are wounded.

Zhu Ling is a pro-soldier armor. Roared again, in order to deter the courage of the enemy on the opposite side, while lifting his own spirit, fighting until now, although they are all good in the army, they also have skills, and the foundation is very solid.

But since nightfall, there has been no stop, a series of high-intensity battles. Even the iron men can't stand it, let alone them, they can support it until now, and no one is seriously injured or killed. It's already a miracle.

The nine Cheng Mansion slaves who were surrounded by Zhu Ling and their twelve personal soldiers and armor soldiers were back to back, leaning on each other. Holding the sword in his hand tightly, he looked uneasily at the surrounding soldiers who were staring at each other.

I saw those damn tiger wolf armor soldiers on the other side rush up fiercely again. They had been cornered and had more or less stab wounds on their bodies. Seeing these hateful tiger and wolf armor soldiers, they didn't plan to let go of their group, and even planned to kill them all.

When there was no way out, the momentum of the remaining nine house slaves of the Cheng Mansion was very amazing.

One by one, they shouted and screamed, their faces were crazy, their faces were hideous and indiscriminate, and they frantically killed these pro-soldiers who rushed up with machetes.

Trapped Beast Fight! These pro-soldier armor soldiers did not dare to be careless.

One by one, they were even more crazy than the slaves of the Cheng Mansion family, wielding the swords in their hands and slashing down from the air ferociously. Each of them is a master of pile practice, and every time they go all out, the force of each chop is more than 200 catties.

And the slaves of the Cheng family on the opposite side are ordinary men, who are slightly stronger, have no fists and feet, and do not know any skills, and every time they resist the attacks of these tiger and wolf armor soldiers on the opposite side.

The lucky ones were cut in two with the swords in their hands, and the unlucky ones were hacked to death by these fierce forbidden army armorers with their swords.

The battle came quickly and ended quickly!

Although the people of the Cheng Mansion have resisted desperately, the two sides are not at the same level at all. Even if these pro-soldier armorers are physically exhausted, they can't resist it.

When Zhang Fei hacked to death the last slave of the Cheng Mansion family with a knife, there was no survivor of the Cheng Mansion slave around, in order to be careful, in order to avenge the death of those kind women, these accomplices and lackeys of the Cheng Mansion, Zhu Ling and they would not let them go no matter what.

I don't know who took the head first, the cold light flashed, and he cut off the head of a Cheng Fu family member with a knife, and the other pro-soldier armor soldiers saw it in their eyes, and saw that he cut off the head of the second pro-soldier armor soldier, and then walked in front of the third Chengfu family slave, and the other pro-soldier armor soldiers seemed to have a very tacit understanding, and one by one they clenched the hundred steel knife in their hands again, and a trace of Yin Hong's blood fell from the body of the hundred refining steel knife.

It flows on the ground, staining the surface of the water, which has accumulated two inches high, red.

They were originally the patron saints of the Tang Dynasty, and their lives were destined to spend their lives on the battlefield from the moment they joined the army. They were the most upright tough guys in the world, and in order to protect the empire and defend the territory, they shed every drop of blood in their bodies.

Originally, treating these dead Cheng Fu slaves, they should not have mended knives on their dead corpses.

But, tonight, tonight, they broke the belief in their hearts that they had been holding on to since they joined the army! Do not kill prisoners, do not abuse the enemy.

From now on, from tonight, they have changed, they have become more terrible, they have become more terrifying. After tonight, as long as they are there in the future, every battle they experience will strictly enforce tonight's orders. Mend the corpses of your enemies!

The mending knife continued, cruel and cold-blooded, a group of twelve pro-soldier armor soldiers started together, and in just a short moment, the bodies of more than forty domestic slaves in Cheng Mansion had all been divided into two halves.

After doing all this, a group of twelve pro-soldier armor soldiers quickly stepped forward, under the violent heavy raindrops, stepping on the blood-stained water, rushing to the only remaining survivor at the scene, shining a handle of cold light, surrounding him in the middle.

Li Feiyu's face was very calm from beginning to end, no matter how tragic the fight was, his face never changed.

To say that there is no fear in the heart is to deceive those who are ignorant.

He was just an ordinary staff member in the later life, doing a stable and stable job, and when he traveled to Datang, he saw this very bloody and cruel side for the first time, how could he not be afraid.

But his identity is different after all, he is the direct lieutenant of this group of forbidden army soldiers, and he is their leader, their spiritual symbol, and their dependence.

If he is afraid, even if he shows the slightest bit, how will these forbidden army armor soldiers below look at him.

In fact, from the beginning to the present, Li Feiyu has been completely scared stupid, but his qi cultivation kung fu is very good, although he was stupidly stunned, his expression was always calm and indifferent, even if his limbs were thrown away and blood was splattered on him, his eyes never wrinkled.

If possible, he really wanted to find a place to vent hard. Or, find a woman who looks at the right eye and has nothing to do with it. The premise is that the woman must be willing.

He was scared, but he still had to keep going. It's a contradiction to say, but it's not a contradiction at all.

It is impossible for him to let go of these culprits who are unreasonable and cruel to those unreasonable women because of fear, even if they are not the culprits or accomplices.

Because there will be more brutal battles ahead, the scene will be more ferocious and ferocious than here, if he can't even bear this, how can he talk about riding the wind and waves in the upcoming tide of history, changing his life against the sky, and living tenaciously.

"Subordinates, see your lord!"

Seeing Li Feiyu walking calmly on the water with the little girl in his arms, the group of soldiers and soldiers respectfully saluted.

"You're all good! Great work. ”

Li Feiyu found that he had nothing else to say except for comfort. Or that those beautiful and beautiful words of embellishment are not suitable for these respectable and lovely pro-soldier armor soldiers at all.

Hear the words.

It's just a simple sentence, but these pro-soldier armor soldiers feel very warm in their hearts, and there is a hot current in their hearts that flows quietly from the bottom of their hearts, looking at Li Feiyu's eyes, their hearts are hot, their eyes are sour, and tears can't help but roll out of them.

A soldier turned his back silently, secretly wiped away the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, and secretly glanced around, they were afraid that his shy appearance at the moment would be seen by the captain and cause a bad impact. They wanted the captain to remember in his heart that they would always be an elite armorer who was resolute and unyielding.

The wind is howling! Torrential rain! Thunder continues!

Li Feiyu handed over the little girl who had fallen asleep in his arms to a forbidden army soldier beside him, stepped forward indifferently, and looked at Yang Zhong, who was extremely arrogant and arrogant a moment ago.

Originally, Yang Zhong was completely sure that he could escape!

Just because the fighting on the scene was too fierce, the miserable side, the limbs were thrown away, the blood splashed on his face, and the hot feeling directly frightened his fragile soul that had not experienced strong winds and waves.

He wanted to escape, but his two feet were like a shot put, but they were so heavy that he couldn't lift a trace of strength to come out at this moment, and if he wanted to escape, he didn't have any strength to escape at all. (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)