At that time, the wind was like a song, at that time the battle flag was raised, and at that time it was stained with gunsmoke.

Thoughts are flying, and the fighting spirit is burning.

Piloting the soldiers of the Sky Tiger, the scenery on both sides of the field of vision was stretched into countless colorful silks, and the speed of the Sky Tiger had climbed to the extreme. The wings behind him swept through the air, trembling sharply.

Bing's poker face was calm and calm as usual, and the arms of the half-bowed Sky Tiger suddenly spread like wings.

Hiss!

The sound of air friction was loud, and the intense heat made the Sky Tiger's tiger claws begin to turn red, as if they had just been taken out of the fire. The redness and heat spread along the arms of the Sky Tiger at an astonishing speed.

The Sky Tiger's body was completely stretched, like a straight gun.

The body of the Sky Tiger advancing at high speed suddenly blurred, turning into a blue and red cross, and plunged headlong into the enemy!

【Blue and Red Cross Scythe】!

At the moment when the blue and red cross sickle lit up, Huang Fuhong's face changed. This blue mechanical armor is the focus of his attention. The Heavy Corps is a semi-organ corps, as the main general, Huang Fuhong's understanding of the machine art is far from comparable to that of ordinary martial artists, and he can see at a glance the extraordinary nature of this blue machine martial armor.

However, when the blue and red crosses appeared, they still startled him.

In addition to being frightened, his reaction was also extremely fast.

The warrior at the front set up a large shield, layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, the light converged towards the shield at an astonishing speed, turning into a wall of light shields.

The blue and red crosses slammed into the shield wall!

Ping!

It was as crisp as glass shattering, and the light shield wall exploded on the spot, and countless tiny pieces of broken light flew around like snowflakes.

The blue and red cross slammed into the ranks.

The armor of the hoplites was like papier-mâché, cut to pieces, severed limbs and blood flying everywhere.

The tight formation was plowed out with a deep blood mark.

Huang Fuhong's eyes were bloodshot in an instant, each of these soldiers had been following him for a long time, and more than a dozen people fell in the blink of an eye. There have been so many battles, big and small, and never once has the heavy regiment suffered such heavy losses.

The other soldiers were also red-eyed, and the melee warriors rushed to pounce. And those warriors who fought from afar, completely concerned about the consumption of true power, attacked and pounced on the Sky Tiger like raindrops.

The Sky Tiger is under siege.

Suicide room.

Tang Tian was covered in injuries and panting, he held the Holy Sword Prison Sea in his hand.

The "Tang Tian" in front of him was also covered in injuries, the same panting, and the same holding the holy sword Prison Sea,

Tang Tian couldn't remember how many times he had fought with the other party, every battle was evenly matched, and every battle was like a swamp, suffocating difficulty.

Until now, he has not thought about how to win. He tried various methods, such as his success in activating the Red Eye and summoning the Holy Sword Wanderer. But the other party actually activated the red eyes and summoned the Holy Sword Hell Sea as well.

Tang Tian used all his strength to make himself stronger, and his progress was amazing. He even found a way to control the Void Dark Flame and summon the Holy Sword Hell Sea.

However, "Tang Tian", who had the same will and belief as him, made the same amazing progress, and "Tang Tian" even summoned the Holy Sword Hell Sea.

What does it take to win?

Tang Tian was full of confidence from the beginning, but now he is confused. He tried everything, but no matter what he thought of, the other party could think of it.

Tang Tian glanced up at the top of his head, which showed that it had been ninety days since he had been here.

Wait a minute!

Ninety days!

His pupils shrank suddenly.

Ninety days inside is equivalent to eighteen days outside!

Eighteen days!

Tang Tian was like being struck by lightning, his brain was blank, and his hands and feet were cold. According to Bing's estimates, he only had eighteen days at most.

“...... If you miss this battle, Ling Xu will die, Crane will die, Amauli will die, Han Bingning will die, Liang Qiu will die, Sima Xiangshan will die, Huomar will die, and the entire Jackal tribe will be razed to the ground, no one will survive, everyone will die......"

Bing's words echoed in his mind, and Tang Tian's eyes lost focus.

All are going to die...... Everybody's going to die......

Panic and despair like never before surged over him, his face pale as paper, and his body trembled.

No, Bing must be exaggerating......

Ling Xu is so strong......

Cranes are also powerful......

And Bing, there are always so many ways, he's a master tactician......

And Amaury, they......

But...... But why am I so sad?

Why......

Everybody's going to die...... No......

Tang Tian, who was trembling all over, instinctively used his last strength to hold the Holy Sword Hell Sea in his hand, as if this was his life-saving straw.

Although Ling Xu was short-tempered, he was always the first to rush forward when he encountered a battle. Crane is always so easy to talk to, willing to do anything, and he does everyone's chores single-handedly. Although Uncle Bing likes to brag, he has a lot of ways. Amaury is a bit stupid, it's better to lie. Han Bingning doesn't like to talk, but she is very kind. Liang Qiu is a peacemaker, and he is steady, and he is very relieved to leave anything to him. Sima Xiangshan made himself yin and yang, but in fact, he was a little poisonous.

There is also Tang Yi, Huo Mar......

Finally, everyone has come here...... Finally...... Everyone is so good, everyone is so trustworthy, everyone is desperate, everyone is fighting, everyone is fighting because of him, all for him......

Say yes and fight side by side......

Okay, let's go to the Southern Cross together......

Everyone who said yes will become stronger together......

Say yes......

Tang Tian couldn't hold back any longer, tears burst out of his eyes, and he howled and cried.

The "Tang Tian" on the opposite side looked at him blankly.

"Everyone is so nice...... Everybody is so nice...... Say yes...... We said yes......"

Tang Tian raised his head, he wiped his eyes fiercely, and stopped crying.

In his eyes, it was like something was blooming.

"No, I don't want everyone to die, don't, absolutely not. ”

"Anyway!"

Tang Tian said to himself as he took out the Anhao Sword with his left hand, holding the Holy Sword Hell Sea in his right hand, and staring at the "Tang Tian" on the opposite side. "Tang Tian" felt his momentum and showed a wary expression.

Tang Tian's right leg retreated, his waist sank immediately, and his body was slightly subdued.

"I couldn't find a reason to defeat you, and now I do. ”

Tang Tian gritted his teeth, his face hideous.

"You do resemble me, but you don't have a partner to die for them. ”

"And I have!"

Tang Tian paused word by word, and he resolutely collided the ice blue heart of the peacock king eye and the void dark flame of the red eye in his body!

"I'm wondering, why did he use Void Flame and Ice Blue Heart? and not anything else? In addition to the diametrically opposed nature of the two, there must be a deeper reason......

Old man Fei had spoken, and Tang Tian had always kept it in his heart.

Rumble!

Tang Tian's body suddenly burst out with an incomparably dazzling light, the light was so blazing that even the space in the suicide room was trembling.

Tang Tian seemed to be dragged into a dark void and instantly lost consciousness.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled strangely into a cold smile.

Tang Tian muttered to himself, but it was a cold and unfamiliar voice.

"Oh, are you so eager to win, not even afraid of death?"

"It's a stupid idea to sacrifice one's life for someone else. This world is selfish, interests are the most important, what can you get by dying for them?"

"It's really helpless. It's not in my interest that you're dead, so come on. ”

Then come on...... Then come on......

Echoes echoed in the air.

Tang Tian's body trembled, his whole body was suddenly cold and piercing, and he suddenly came to his senses.

It seems like...... Just took a nap?

The darkness around him faded like a tide.

He felt like something was in his head.

The incomparably powerful power stimulated his body, and his dantian pool turned into a blue and black fire pool. Two flames, one blue and one black, erupted from the dantian pool and drilled into his meridians.

In his left hand, the sword was silently rising, and the black flames were rising from the Prison Sea in his right hand at the same time.

Almost instinctively, Tang Tian's swords crossed.

The blue-black cross is bursting with a bang!

The battle between Jing Hao and Ye Chaoge was extremely fierce, the two of them were like two phantoms, separated by a touch in the air, but every time they collided, they would produce amazing air ripples, and a sharp air flow like a knife swept everything around.

"Hahaha! Jing Hao, you have this strength?"

Ye Chaoge's song was like crazy, and the iron sword in his hand weighed more than a thousand pounds, but it was extremely fast.

"You have this bit of strength?" Ye Chaoge's face was hideous, and he roared angrily: "I've been waiting for you for so long, and you have this kind of strength?

The angry Ye Chaoge swung his sword, and the man and the sword suddenly disappeared into the air.

Jing Hao's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously blocked his sword in front of his chest.

A cloud of phantom slammed into the sword, and Jing Hao's throat was sweet, like a ball that was pulled away by the wooden hand, and flew out directly.

"Dead and dead!"

A roar sounded from overhead, and Jing Hao, whose body was out of control, gritted his teeth and raised the sword in his hand.

Clang!

The terrifying power surged from the sword's body, and Jing Hao's upside-down body folded in the air and was fiercely pumped into the ground.

Rumble!

The dunes below exploded.

Ye Chaoge floated in mid-air, his face full of anger.

"Damn the shit!"

He suddenly raised the scarred iron sword in his hand, and slashed towards the place where Jing Hao fell!

Airplanes!

The iron sword sliced through the air, sending a low, scalp-tingling whistling sound.

Without any light, the sand dunes on the ground exploded.

The sand curtain was raised dozens of feet high, and the momentum was terrifying.

Suddenly, a silver light lit up in the sand curtain in the sky, and the sound of a sword lingered in the air.

The air around Ye Chaoge was trembling violently.

Ye Chaoge was not surprised, his face became more and more hideous, and he laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! Jing Hao, let me see your true ability, what about your peerless martial arts? I have been waiting impatiently for a long time!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he licked his lips, crazy and cold.

"Jing Hao, I won't kill you, I'll slaughter this planet clean. It's angry, it's angry, it's angry, hatred makes you reborn, hahahaha, in that case, you're going to be so strong that it excites me!"

The silver light below was getting higher and higher, and the air was whispering, and a figure shrouded in silver light appeared in Ye Chaoge's eyes.

Jing Hao, who was shrouded in silver light, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but his expression was solemn, and he raised the sword in his hand.