At this moment, he could no longer feel the pain, and a powerful fire spirit power was released from his body.

The faces of the five secret guards flashed with hideousness, and the condensation in their hands was already the limit of what they could do, but the people in the formation were like a fierce beast that could not be tamed, struggling wildly.

The fire spirit power spread out in all directions with a thud. The five dark guards suddenly felt a burning sensation coming, and when they looked down again, they saw that their bodies were all ignited by flames.

The five of them were in a mess, and Lan Yingsong just seized the opportunity and shouted, "Break!" ”

History repeats itself, and the five secret guards also fly out upside down. Maybe with the experience of the last time, this time those dark guards didn't give Lan Yingsong any respite, and almost at the moment when these five secret guards were blown out, five more secret guards immediately made up for it.

Lan Yingsong spat out a mouthful of blood again.

At this moment, just as the third killing array was about to form, more than a hundred black shadows suddenly appeared out of thin air, all of them were dressed in black power suits, and all of them had a strong aura of death. It is a unique aura that only people who have been adding blood to their knives all year round can have.

The dark guards of the Heavenly Sea all showed shocked expressions, because those black shadows were killers, and they were also the top killers in the Mortal Heaven Continent. Because only the top killers can have such a compelling momentum and a formidable murderous aura.

Leading the killers was a young man with a resolute face and a bloodthirsty sneer in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the guards, and the killers behind him instantly turned into ghosts, and their movements flowed.

The dark guards were not slow to react, and instantly made a defensive or offensive gesture, but the black shadow flew by, a splash of blood, and the dark guards didn't even have time to make a sound, and their heads had already landed.

The situation at this moment is just like the scene of the guards slaughtering the guards before, it is a purely one-sided massacre, and the opponent has no power to fight back.

Lan Yingsong's gaze first fell on the man in black who gave orders.

"May I ask who your Excellency is?"

"I'm the young master's subordinate Qingmo!"

If Lan Lingxi was here, he would definitely recognize this person at a glance as the black face of the killer training camp. He looked indifferently at those black shadows, quickly and accurately killing the dark guards of the sky and sea one by one.

The reason why Black Face is called Black Face is precisely because of his fierce and merciless personality, but at this moment, seeing the mountains of corpses in the Nanhai Palace and the seriously injured Lan Yingsong, he was obviously angry.

Lan Yingsong was stunned, young master? Nangong Xichen's subordinates? But this time he didn't see him coming, nor did he hear the little cub mention him, and seeing the little cub in a daze all day long, he thought that there was something irreconcilable between the two. Could it be that your guess was wrong?

"Thank you for your help this time!"

Lan Yingsong was silent for a moment, hugged his fists and thanked him, and the gratitude in his heart was self-evident.

"Lord Lan doesn't need to be polite, we just do what the young master orders."

Qingmo's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any superfluous emotions. But seeing that Lan Yingsong and Ziyue were fine, he actually breathed a big sigh in his heart, if he was a step late just now, causing an accident to these two people, it is estimated that when the young master comes back, he will have to pick his skin.

Lan Yingsong didn't say anything more, but silently made a decision in his heart. Since Nangong Xichen is a person, his little cub can be married.

This is the gap in strength, the insurmountable secret guard in the eyes of the guards, in front of the killers of the Dark Night Temple, has become a vulnerable rag doll.

The killers' movements were very neat, their hands were up and down, and in an instant, all the remaining more than 100 secret guards fell to the ground.

Raising his eyes, surrounded by corpses, Lan Yingsong felt a chill in his heart. These are all his people from the South Seas......

I, Lan Yingsong, swear here, that I will definitely escape for you for today's blood debt! Lan Yingsong swore in his heart to the elders who still had no survivors of the guards.

Qingmo can understand Lan Yingsong's heartache, but this is war, and there is no need to pay the price of blood without war.

The next moment, Qingmo waved his long arm, and raindrops like a drizzle of rain instantly floated from his sleeves. The raindrops looked crystal clear, but when they landed on the corpses, all the corpses turned into a blood mist and dissipated in an instant.

Corpse water! Lan Yingsong was stunned, it was really a killer, this thing was very professional, so complete.

After Qingmo helped Lan Yingsong dispose of those corpses, he left the South China Sea with the killers of the Dark Night Temple.

And at this moment, on the battlefield in the north, in strong contrast to the previous sounds of fighting, roars, terrible wails, sharp weapons piercing the flesh, etc., which were intertwined and resounded in the sky, the battlefield on the scene was almost audible, and it was extremely quiet.

The eyes of the 800,000 soldiers of the Coalition Army who were intercepted to the side were all filled with horror and trepidation, and their eyes were all looking in the same direction.

In that direction, Lan Lingxi, Lan Lingfeng, and Nan Yu stood side by side, suspended above the battlefield. Behind the three of them were the top two hundred killers of the Nighthall.

Those three figures were handsome, but the powerful momentum and murderous aura they exuded made people tremble. Lan Lingxi calmly swept over the combined forces below, and wherever she looked, the bodies of those soldiers would involuntarily stiffen. They never knew that the first beauty in the five seas was still a thorny beauty.

"Surrender or die!"

Lan Lingxi's fluttering words were like a heavy hammer into the ears of the combined army. They don't want to surrender, but they don't want to die, the two powers take the lesser of harm, and the two powers benefit each other.

As soon as Lan Lingxi's words fell, the combined forces below put down their weapons one after another, crossed their hands over their chests, and bowed their heads respectfully.

For the wise choice of the combined army, Lan Lingxi is still quite satisfied. The reason why she didn't kill all the people was because she really couldn't slaughter the lives of millions of soldiers. Second, since you have broken with the Heavenly Sea, the number of your own forces is too important. This is a ready-made elite army, how can she let it go so freely?

The million combined army was killed by more than 200,000, but the 500,000 army in the South Sea did not lose tens of thousands of people, because the combined army was finally wiped out by the killers of the Dark Night Temple, Lan Lingxi, Nan Yu and Lan Lingfeng, which is why those soldiers looked at them with such frightened eyes, because this was a completely one-sided massacre. Watching a large number of soldiers turn into a mist of blood in a short period of time, the deep fear that emerged from the depths of the soul made the living Combine completely lose the courage to resist.

The war on the northern frontier ended in the shortest time, but the harvest was the greatest.

The war is over, Nan Yu should also go back to the Dark Night Temple, this time the Dark Night Temple is almost out of the nest, and he still needs to hurry back. It's just that before he left, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Young master, ...... he?"

Lan Lingxi's heart ached, then he took a deep breath and tried to calm his thoughts before he said softly: "He, he will never come back!"

Nan Yu suddenly took a big step forward, if it weren't for the last moment when he remembered that his identity was wrong, he almost held Lan Lingxi's shoulders.

"Miss Lingxi, what do you mean?"

Nan Yu actually understood, but he couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe such a bloody fact. He was worried that Nangong Xichen would play himself to death, but he didn't expect that day to come so quickly and so unexpectedly.