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"He's just using you, so why should Zhili be sad about it?" Ning Yue leaned into Zhili's ear and whispered, in his opinion, the fourth young master of the Zhang family deserved to die. Net.

"Maybe so, but at least he gave me a life of relative peace than the previous days of fear. Although it is not as good as being able to eat well and sleep warmly after meeting Brother Ning Yue, it is much better than the days when they were still in that dark academy at the beginning, when they knew each other but had to be wary of each other. Moreover, on the day of the fall there, if he hadn't taken me away, maybe Zhili would have died a long time ago. ”

Zhili sighed softly, and subconsciously reached out and pressed the position of her navel, where there was still the tattoo logo of the Dark Stone Academy, which was also her last bit of contact with it.

"This time, Zhili didn't want to save him. I owe him everything I owe. It's just that I want to see each other again in the end, the last side. Moreover, Sister Frostdust must be there too......"

In front of the two people who snuggled up to each other, Sima Haiwei stood in the wind, standing at the front of the back of the Silver Wing Snow Dragon, the cold night wind swept in, and the blood-stained and slightly ragged robe shook and hunted.

He's been in this position for a long time, and he hasn't changed since he came up.

Behind him, Chi Feng, who had wiped the flame night, returned his sword into the sheath and asked in a deep voice, "For the Zhang family, kill them all?" ”

"Do you think that for a huge family that has been entrenched in the empire for many years and has been powerful for many years, and finally rebelled, will there be any emperor who does not choose to never suffer from trouble?" Sima Haiwei didn't look back, didn't even open his eyes, and replied like this.

Chi Feng nodded slightly, and said again: "You must have been waiting for tonight's events for a long time, and you may have already calculated hundreds of possibilities in your heart. It's just that I'm afraid I didn't think that I could completely catch them all like this, right? ”

Sima Haiwei replied: "Completely catch them all? It's not so easy, all I want is to hit the foundation of those with bad intentions, and then deter the rest of the young people who have no heart. At least, if there is a fuss tonight, as long as I win, the hesitant wallgrass will be in peace for years. ”

"I hope so......" Chi Feng sighed, as if he had something to say and stopped. Turning his head to look down at the night view of Silverwing City below, he had already begun to enter the southern part of the city, and several clusters of firelight in front of him were faintly visible.

Well, this is the end of the battle.

"Yanxiao, it seems that you are not satisfied tonight. Wait a moment, and soon, there will be enough blood for you. ”

……

Tick, tick.

Blood dripped down the blade, not the blood of the enemy, but the man who wielded it.

Cheng Qianshan, the commander of the Rapid Hunt, was no longer as sharp as he had at the beginning, and he lowered his hands and carried his double swords with a little difficulty, the blades of which were stained with blood, and there were still several gaps scattered and scattered. The look in his eyes was a little dazed, as if he was likely to close his eyes if he was not paying attention, and he would never open them again.

Endgame, tragic.

There were corpses everywhere, and it was difficult to tell which side each corpse belonged to, and the severed arms and stumps were soaked in blood and filled with a strong stench.

"It's really stubborn, and I told you that the true master of the empire has returned. After tonight, the imperial power will be subverted, so why should you resist like this? ”

Yuwen Daoming, who was sitting on the eaves, held his sword upside down, and compared to the scars of the people who could still stand below, he was considered uninjured, and the ragged robe was not damaged in battle.

"I'm afraid you don't believe these words, right?" The man who replied to him was a general in red armor, whose helmet had long since been shot down in battle, and he stood there with his head scattered, holding in his hands a spear and a sword that he had captured in battle.

Even if it was the elite Red Flame Legion of the Empire, the casualties in this battle were also more than half.

"No, you'll soon find out. Almost, it's time for the final meal. ”

Yuwen Daoming smiled cruelly, and with a snap of his fingers, on the eaves behind him, twenty or thirty strange figures stood up, and the silhouette seemed to be a slender human figure, but it was obviously different.

After glancing back, Zhang Wu, the fourth young master of the Zhang family, snorted: "Yuwen Daoming, what the hell are you doing?" From start to finish, you haven't been able to send out all of your men's strength. ”

"Isn't that obvious? Let your combat power be almost consumed, and I will reap the benefits again. Tonight, there are so many people struggling in the game, but there can only be one winner in the end. I don't expect to win, but at least, I promise not to lose, and I can make sure I don't lose money! ”

Yuwen Daoming sneered, picked up his sword, turned his head to look at the surviving isolated figure in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain below, and shouted: "Sword ghosts, they all obey your orders, let's go on a killing spree!" The people here are your prey! ”

"Prey, die."

Under the sloppy head of the man known as the sword ghost, a trace of coldness flashed in his cloudy eyes, but when he raised his head, his eyes quietly froze.

In front of him, a slender figure stood there, the sword in his hand glowing with a faint silver light.

"Brother, that's enough, can't you remember it at all?"

Su Qian shouted with a crying voice, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. However, the decision in her heart gradually became firm. Next, if she wants to fight, she won't hesitate anymore.

Between brothers and sisters, there must only be one life.

"Kill."

Su Qing drank coldly, and in an instant, he swept away, and the rusty iron sword in his hand slammed into the side.

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The blade pierced through the armor, and it was a soldier of the Red Flame Legion who was hit. However, the sword was not enough to kill, and under the helmet, a playful smile appeared on his blood-vomiting face.

Grab the blade with your left backhand and prevent the opponent from drawing the sword. With a pull of his right hand on his waist, a serrated dagger slashed out in an instant.

At such a close distance, even if you don't die, you can bring a little damage to the other party.

Even if it's ...... Avenge the death of his comrades by the sword!

Rumble!

However, a large handful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments splattered out of the armor, and the body that was still standing just now suddenly fell limply, and it was no longer human.

Su Qing drew the iron sword from the shattered armor and flicked it, and blood splattered on the ground. On his thin face, there was no look of pity, and he was already numb.

"Su Qian, step aside, he's not your brother!"

In an instant, Cheng Qianshan jumped forward and crossed his swords. After a long battle, he was seriously consumed, and it was less than sixty percent of his peak state. However, as the commander of the Hunt, he would not allow any of his subordinates to continue to die in front of him.

Ping!

The twin swords collided with the single sword, compared to the beginning, Su Qing didn't seem to know tiredness, and his strength did not change at all, full of brutal power.

In the moment after the collision, he didn't change his moves, but his body trembled slightly. I saw that behind him, a strange black shadow jumped out on the left and right, and it was the new subordinate summoned by Yuwen Daoming, the strange appearance of half human and half demon.

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With a slash of the tip of the sword, blood splashed, Cheng Qianshan's left hand was painful and the sword fell to the ground, and at the same time he dodged to the side, watching another black shadow pass through his side and attack Su Qian directly behind.

"I'm not going to—lose to you!"

The silver light suddenly flashed, and Su Qian's sword was very fast, and he took the first step to open the attack blade, and then turned around and crashed into the opponent's arms, and his left hand turned into a palm and struck out.

Boom!

The black shadow retreated, however, before Su Qian could show a faint hint of joy, her eyes suddenly widened again, full of horror.

At her side, two corpses that should have been dead actually stood up, baring their teeth and claws.

"Be careful!"

Cheng Qianshan, who had caught a glimpse of this scene, suddenly reminded him, and in an instant, he snorted again, and when he looked down, he was hit by another sword in his ribs, and a swift figure passed through his side.

Table Tennis –

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The sword light swiped, and the splashes of blood droplets shattered in the wind, for this area like the Shura Field, there was no difference between a few more corpses at all.

Boom! Boom!

Two black shadows fell, and the sloppy figure with scattered hair stood in the middle of their original position with an iron sword, slowly looking back, looking at the stunned Su Qian, and a hoarse voice came out from the trembling lips.

"Qianqian, are you okay?"

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Without waiting for Su Qian to answer, a large handful of dirty blood splashed on her face, and she subconsciously hurriedly retreated. Raising his hand to wipe away the blood stains in front of his eyes and then looking at it, he suddenly screamed.

A sword blade pierced through Su Qing's body, and in front of him, the person holding the sword was Yuwen Daoming.

"I don't need a pawn that doesn't obey."

With a cold snort, Yuwen Daoming drew his sword and kicked it, knocking Su Qing down, and then, his cruel eyes fell on Su Qian, and he smiled cruelly: "You are his sister?" Then it just so happens that I'm missing a subordinate of a sword ghost, so I'll make up for it! ”

The next moment, the sword twisted, and he roared out.

At the same moment, Su Qian raised her head and glared, her eyes completely filled with burning anger.

Ping!

The two swords collided, and the difference in strength did not change because of anger.

Kneeling down and falling to the ground, Su Qian looked at the sword hanging in her hand unwillingly.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt."

Yuwen Daoming sneered and reached out with his left hand, locked Su Qian's throat and lifted it up, and in his right hand, a porcelain bottle was already held.

Struggling to shake his head, however, Su Qian could only make some indistinct sounds, and his bleeding arm was no longer able to be raised, so he could only watch the other party do whatever he wanted. Around the battlefield, the powerhouses of various forces were fighting fiercely, and they had no time to take care of this side.

"Just swallow it, I promise, and the aftermath will make you want to—ah!"

Suddenly, Yuwen Daoming's voice stopped, and a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out of his mouth.

At the same time, as soon as the movement in his hand was loosened, Su Qian took the opportunity to retreat, grabbed the other party's saber that was stuck upside down on the ground with his left hand, regardless of the pain, and raised a stroke without thinking too much.

Yuwen Daoming suddenly roared angrily, and the five fingers of his right hand smashed the porcelain bottle, and blasted out with a punch, and the strong force instantly smashed Su Qian's sword attack, shaking the opponent's whole person to the ground.

However, the sharp pain in his thigh was added to the sharp pain, and at that point, a red-stained palm pierced through his flesh, and the tips of his fingers pierced.

It was Su Qing's hand, half human and half ghost lying on the ground, only his left arm was raised, and he stabbed Yuwen Daoming in the thigh.

"Damn, how long are you going to rebel against me!"

Yuwen Daoming roared wildly, grabbed the five fingers of his right hand at the same time, and held the falling sword half a meter away with his strength, handed it back to his palm, and slashed it reflexively.

The sword fell, and the arm was broken.

Unexpectedly, it seemed that the severe pain woke Su Qing up again, his sloppy eyes suddenly widened, and he struck the ground with one hand, and Yuwen Daoming, who was too late to put away his sword, fell to the ground when he got up and pounced, and hugged it tightly with only one arm, and the two of them rolled on the ground together.

"Qianqian, do it, kill!"

The corners of his mouth were oozing blood, and Su Qing's voice was very soft, but for Su Qian, who was on the side, he could hear it clearly.

And in her hand was her sword, the only sword left when Su Qing disappeared.

"Brother......

Reach out and grab it, holding the sword in your hand. However, looking at the two people in the tumble, Su Qian was still hesitating, and her slightly distorted face was entangled.

"Get out of here!"

With Yuwen Daoming's scolding, Su Qing's body trembled violently, spraying blood arrows and falling down. In the cloudy eyes that he was about to close, the last thing he saw was a sword light, bright and cold.

And, absolutely deadly.

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