Han Er, who was free from the shackles, was like a fierce tiger out of the gate, wearing a beast-faced brass chain armor that was treasured by hemp and shining in the sun. The figure leapt from the cliff and bombarded Alinbao's position like a falling cannonball.

"Protect the Commander!"

The shouts rang out for only a moment, and then they were lowered.

A bone blade, a hundred refining seedling knife, danced a blooming blood bud in Han Er's hand.

The sword was vertical and horizontal, and within a few breaths, it emptied the surrounding Qing troops who were resisting.

"Roar~"

When Han Er's blade approached Alin Bao, the official spirit took the initiative to protect his body, and a majestic male lion appeared and blocked Han Er. grinning his teeth, looking up to the sky and howling in demonstration.

The rest of the generals with official positions also floated with corresponding official beasts, three-grade leopards, fourth-grade tigers, and fifth-grade bears.

Han Er, who was originally unstoppable, also became sluggish in the face of these unkillable and indestructible official fortune condensation beasts.

The knife followed the person, and the two long knives of different shapes forced back the rushing beast again and again.

The so-called single knife relies on the hand, and the double knife relies on walking, Han Er's body method is agile and flashes left and right, driving the chain copper armor on his body to make a sonorous sound, constantly looking for an opportunity to kill with one blow.

The bone blade made another deft flip, slicing the bear's paw that swung in front of it.

Without waiting for Han Er's move to change again, the sinister leopard that had been wandering suddenly attacked from behind, and its big mouth full of fangs tore off a piece of armor fiercely.

After all, this is a battlefield, even if Han Er's own sword skills are exquisite, but his soul body is limited, and he can't exert his full strength at all.

With the leopard's breakthrough, the rest of the official beasts pounced at the same time, and each found a place to put its mouth on Han Er's body.

"Hiss~"

The mass of beasts spun suddenly, neighing through the air.

Han second-hand swords in the middle of the knife one after the other, the body emitted sharp swords, spinning in place like a top.

The beast that bit him was instantly torn to pieces and returned to its original official spirit.

But in the blink of an eye, those beasts were in the surrounding general soldiers, and the generals recovered, and they couldn't see any loss.

Seeing Han Er in a bitter battle, Shang Biao threw down the magic sword in his hand.

"With my sword!"

Although he can't resist the sword on the battlefield, the restraint of the magic sword itself on the official spirit should still exist.

When Han Er heard Shang Biao's words, he jumped up from the ground and opened his mouth to catch the hilt of his sword. He changed his position in the air and landed on the mountain wall.

Then he bent his knees and used his strength to recoil to the side of the fourth-rank military attache at the very edge.

The official tiger orc stood up, and before he could drop his claws, he was pierced through his body by the magic sword and absorbed into the cloud pattern.

This big-bellied and brave general, who has long lost the courage of the generals, once he has lost the protection of the official transport beast, he has not even made a move in the second hand of Han, and his chest and abdomen are broken, revealing his five internal organs.

The scars caused by the tearing of the bone blade are undoubtedly a form of torture, and it is better for him to die, and to live with such injuries is also a sin.

Seeing that the magic sword was effective, Han Er finally let go of his hands and feet.

The pace changes, like the Grim Reaper who comes to the world, harvesting life one by one.

"Up, up! Du specially gave Lao Tzu, killed him, promoted the official to three levels, and rewarded a thousand taels of silver. ”

Alin Bao rolled off his horse in a panic, pulling the soldiers around him and pushing them behind him to block the knife. Heartwarming promises were made, but no one dared to take them.

Han Er's strength is obvious to all, although he was entangled by those skilled generals at this time, but even so, people kept dying under his blade.

Originally, the five generals worked together to encircle and suppress, and only two people were still standing in a few rounds, and the rest of them were all wailing on the ground.

The blood continued to flow, and no one noticed that the pool of blood that had gathered beneath the central corpse was slowly disappearing and seeping into the ground.

After Han Er dealt with the last general who was pestering him, he started the killing journey again, chasing after Alin Bao's trail.

"Okay, good man, whatever you want, I'll give it to you. Money, beauty, or official position. My father is the owner of the blue flag, and he can satisfy you with anything. Otherwise, if you take me prisoner and write a letter asking for ransom, 180,000 will definitely not be a problem, just ask you to surround my life. ”

Young Alin Bao naively thought that his family background could save his life again, but unfortunately, he was greeted by a cold magic sword.

Eliminating the leader of this team, Han Er did not relax and continued to carry out the slaughter to the end.

The tragic battlefield continued until the red sun moved westward, and the corpses in the canyon were stacked layer after layer.

With the last Qing soldier falling, the fierce battle finally ended.

"Bang, bang..."

The sound of a heartbeat like the beating of a war drum was clearly audible after the battle in the canyon was over.

"Don't clean up the battlefield, you immediately lead people to retreat, and I'll deal with it here."

Shang Biao stood in the place where the blood corpse was buried and instructed Han Er.

Looking at the movement of the birth of this array of blood corpses, it is definitely not small, there are many people, and it is necessary to guard against it.

After Han Er and the people left, only Shang Biao was left standing alone in the canyon full of corpses and waiting. The heartbeat grew louder and louder, almost thunderous.

Streams of blood-colored storms gradually converged, mixed with the remnants of the essence of those newly deceased soldiers, all of which gathered above the bloody corpses and were continuously sucked into the ground.

"Boom~"

A roar that was different from the sound of a heartbeat suddenly exploded in the sky, and Shang Biao heard this familiar voice and subconsciously looked up.

"Is this ~ thunder?"

Dark clouds covered the area, and the remaining rays of the sunset were completely dispelled.

Shang Biao said to himself in the canyon where he couldn't see his fingers, except for the orthodox monster transformation, generally only those treasures that have been said to have seized the creation of heaven and earth will be jealous of the heavens and thunder when they are born.

If you resist, you will live, but if you can't resist, your soul will be annihilated, and your body will die.

Although the blood corpse is peculiar, it is not the bloodline of the four zombie kings. It stands to reason that it can't enjoy this level of treatment yet, and it has to be tested by divine thunder from the sky.

Unless, it's the heart.

What exactly is left behind by the Feichi brothers, Shang Biao's heart is constantly rising, but no one can solve it at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out the Five Thunder Slash Ghost Seal from the movie ticket and left the bloody corpse burial place, and he climbed to the edge of the canyon by himself, away from the burial place.

I don't know what kind of thunder will fall, although a bloody corpse has infinite potential, it is not worth Shang Biao to stay and be struck by lightning.

Leave the thunder seal, and if the blood corpse is smart, it will know that with the help of this magic weapon, the power of thunder can be reduced.

Above the canyon, it was as if the sky was falling, as the thunder in the dark clouds flickered, the electric snake flowed, and the sound of the thunderstorm gradually exuded an astonishing coercion. It gives people a feeling of clearing away all the filth in the world and returning to chaos.

Could it be the evil god thunder?

Shang Biao thought of this, and retreated a few hundred meters, away from the center of the thunder, for fear of being swept into it and being affected by the fish in the pond.

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