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Mu Qingyang's left and right hands shook, and the Ben Thunder Spear and the Lulu Sword had already tied up two Shura cavalry respectively.

He mustered all his strength, swung his hands forward, and the two soldiers were carried forward by his great force.

The arrow flew at a rapid pace, crashing into the two soaring soldiers almost instantly.

Two "poofs" sounded softly. Blood rained down on the entrails from the air, and two soldiers with their bodies broken in two fell from the air. The sharp arrow slowed down because of this, and when it flew in front of Mu Qingyang, the big gun had already been forcefully covered.

There was a loud bang, and the sharp arrow was wrenched into the body of the gun, causing the power in the gun to run wild. The huge force pressed Mu Qingyang's upper body and leaned back, and the nightmare had already taken a few steps back with difficulty.

The power of this arrow is not small.

The left hand of the slash was held in the right hand, and a face was twisted in pain, and the forced archery technique made his fingers immobile. And Mu Qingyang did not die, a sense of powerlessness surged into his heart, although the 20,000 cavalry at the moment, but the scene was only a confrontation with each other, and the number of deaths of the coalition army was far more than that of the rebels dozens of times.

The pride of the Bloody Land was severely struck, and he thought that if he had the support of the Celestial Realm, he would become an undefeated land myth if he returned to his own country.

In fact, just half a day ago, a perfect sniper battle had verified the pride of slashing blood, and he had beaten a large number of demon legions in the valley to the point where he could not find the north.

He has reason to be proud.

However, before he had enough of the sweetness of the fruits of victory, he quickly faced the bitter fruits of defeat.

This Shura cavalry, which is only a few thousand people, under the leadership of Mu Qingyang, first gave him a life lesson of "failure", not only snatched eight magic crystal cannons, but even in the proudest force he prided, he was also severely defeated by Mu Qingyang, and even the gun was snatched away, and the panic and depression in his heart can be imagined.

It's a pity that Mu Qingyang won't give him a chance to pity himself, this is a battlefield, and he needs to be absolutely vigilant at every moment. If he knew the idea of cutting blood now, he would definitely cry and laugh, because if he were him, he still had such a huge numerical advantage in his hands, how could he still dream about personal gains and losses, only by seizing the opportunity to win the war is the truth.

"Die for me!" Mu Qingyang flew the cavalry blocking the road with a barrel of gun. The nightmare slammed forward like a stimulant, and another enemy rider in front of him who refused to let go stabbed with a spear, Mu Qingyang rose up and slashed with all his strength, cutting him straight from the shoulder and neck to the right side of the abdomen, and the colorful internal organs flowed on the back of the war horse. Mu Qingyang's eyes were red, the blood all over his body had turned into boiling molten lava, he was the erupting volcano.

One person and one rider swept over dozens of meters. Just when he was more than ten meters away from the slashing blood, Mu Qingyang violently threw out the gun in his hand, and the shining gun body drilled out like a missile, instantly piercing more than ten horses, Mu Qingyang's whole person jumped on horseback, Lu Lu Jian in his right hand, and shouted, the whole person had jumped high into the air with the inertia of nightmare speed.

Like a large eagle eagle with wings outstretched, it flew towards the blood.

There was a blood-red mist on the gun, and in the mist were flowing blue light snakes, and the crackling electric light exploded in people's ears, and the thunder spear stabbed straight at the blood.

"King get out of the way!" Several guards around the slashing of blood yelled.

They are the personal guards who cut blood, and these guards are all first-class masters, and their strength is much higher than that of ordinary generals. usually slashes blood and is conceited and strong, and let a few guards rush to the front line. But this time he injured his hand, and these masters stayed with him.

The overwhelming spurt of murderous aura and the shouting of the guards made the blood slash sober up.

Mu Qingyang jumped to a height of five meters, and the astonishing murderous aura that swirled on the Lulu Sword had turned into an entity. The ordinary cavalry did not even fight back, and without even any effective resistance, they were shocked and retreated by the huge murderous aura. Several of the guards who cut blood used swords, although Mu Qingyang's murderous aura was strong enough and fierce, but the duty of being a guard made them have to take it hard, and the three poisonous snake-like swords were twisted towards the big spear with various colors of fighting energy.

With a single touch, all of these fine weapons exploded.

"Poof!" There was a dull sound of flesh entering. Then came the snort of the guards.

"No!" A few shrill and mournful cries.

Mu Qingyang's sword had already stabbed into the chest of a guard, and the heart pierced out of his back, Mu Qingyang's rush was not over, he threw off the corpse and continued to rush towards the blood.

Just two meters away from the blood. The most powerful of the guards rushed forward with his sword raised.

He had long blue hair, a fierce face, and an astonishing red glow from his heirloom sword.

"Let me meet you!" The Crimson Blood Sword Cloak Slashing Moon flowed out a fiery arc in the sky, just slashing at the head of the Thunder Spear.

With a "ding" sound, the sound of gold and iron resounded throughout the field, and the flames of the weapons were fired.

The loud aftermath reverberated in the ear drum of Lei Xiao, the commander of the guard, for a long time. The qi and blood in his chest were tumbling, and all his internal organs seemed to be entangled and squeezed into a ball, and a mouthful of blood spurted wildly.

The Thunder Owl Tiger's mouth bursts.

The Red Blood Sword almost came out of his hand. If you talk about the strength of the strength, there are really few people in this world who can compare to Mu Qingyang, and this fight is not fancy. Mu Qingyang was from top to bottom again, and Lei Xiao suddenly suffered a big loss.

As soon as Lu Lu's sword was twisted, Lei Xiao's hands were in severe pain, and he could no longer hold the weapon, and the red blood sword flew into the sky. Mu Qingyang's face was hideous and murderous, and he shouted wildly, and the face of Lei Xiao, who was facing him, was as white as white paper, Mu Qingyang was like the image of a demon god, and at this moment, he pierced his heart, and fear spread like a wild grass.

Lulu's sword was not fancy, and a thrust stabbed at Lei Xiao's head, and the surrounding guards rushed over again, and the blood was finally drawn and killed.

Thunder Owl was kicked away. And the blood slash had already appeared in his position just now, holding the sword in his left hand, and unloading Mu Qingyang's killing shot with a delicate sword flower.

On April and Friday, six guards had surrounded Mu Qingyang, these people were all masters of joint attacks, and their eyesight was also very comparable, knowing that Mu Qingyang's strength was much higher than them, and his strength was fierce, they didn't dare to step forward and resist Mu Qingyang, but turned to use light swordsmanship to find gaps and constantly attack Mu Qingyang.

Mu Qingyang's physical strength is not infinite, and he has also consumed a lot of strength at this moment. Although he looks mighty on the surface, his family knows his own affairs, and every time he exerts force, the soreness of his arms and the difficulty of breathing, he understands that his physical strength has reached a critical point.

The blood-chopping left-hand fork is still playing soundly. For a good warrior, there is only one hand left, although the strength will be slightly reduced, but it is not much. The most proud skill of slashing blood is undoubtedly the short fork sneak attack, compared to the spearmanship, the hidden weapon is his old job. Charge on the battlefield, and spearmanship must prevail.

However, in a wide range of fights, the advantages of short blades and flexible maneuverability are brought into play. These swordsmen were accustomed to fighting in groups, and several guards glanced at each other, stretched out their hands and sneaked into their arms.

"Woohoo!" In an instant, seven or eight crossbow arrows shot at Mu Qingyang. With such a short distance, Mu Qingyang couldn't avoid it at all, he shook his hand and drew a circle, blocking most of the crossbow arrows, but there were still two arrows shot into his body, one in his left arm and one in his right leg, blood oozing out, what made Mu Qingyang's scalp tingle even more was that the arrow had an itching sensation as soon as it entered his body.

Poisonous.

When the surrounding guards saw Mu Qingyang hit the arrow, they all showed a look of surprise. These people follow the blood chopping side, and of course there are some special channels to get poison.

Although the poison on the crossbow arrow is not an instant kill, a tiger can be poisoned in a few minutes.

Mu Qingyang really stumbled as soon as he landed.

At this moment, his eyes exploded with an astonishing light. With a roar, a violent whirlpool of air swirled on the short fork, and the golden light flashed violently, and he couldn't miss it again, the fork drew a strange but flawless arc, drilling towards Mu Qingyang. This fork has fully exerted the ability to cut blood, and it is a fatal blow that concentrates all his strength and spirit.

At the same time, all the guards were divided into seven directions, and those swords burst into various shining fighting spirits, whistling towards Mu Qingyang.

Mu Qingyang's head, which had been lowered, was raised violently at this moment.

There was a cruel and strange glow in his eyes, and he did not look like a prey struggling to death.

There was a chuckle in the hearts of all the swordsmen.

But faith in the poison, and faith in themselves, made them rush to this demonic man desperately.

Mu Qingyang showed a cruel smile at this moment, and countless black lines suddenly burst out in his hands. Slashing blood is the most powerful and alert master among these people, and the reaction speed is undoubtedly the fastest, just at the moment when the black line exploded, he gave up this fatal blow by the ghost, this may be the intuition of the super master.

The next scene will be a nightmare that he will never forget.

Those black lines flashed to disappeared, not even a second, and the seven masters who rushed in front of Mu Qingyang suddenly moved from extreme to extremely quiet, like statues frozen in an instant, first the seven swords burst open strangely. In the next moment, countless blood spurted out from the top and bottom of the seven swordsmen.

It's like being cut by a chef on a cutting board, and countless pieces of blood and meat fall vertically together, creating a flesh slaughterhouse on the ground.

Chopping blood is almost insane.

Of these guards he brought, none of them was a super master above level six, and they were all dismembered in an instant.

Are the steaming fleshy remains on the ground the same close subordinates who were laughing with themselves half a day ago? He suddenly felt like throwing up.

Mu Qingyang had seven more blood holes all over his body, this was the slaughter he had paid for at the cost of his body, and almost no one believed that anyone dared to do this.

The coalition cavalry beside Mu Qingyang screamed like ghosts, and a few even fell off their horses, and soon there was a wail of being trampled by a thousand hooves.

This murderous bloody battle field actually formed a strange vacuum with a diameter of ten meters around Mu Qingyang.

The losses of the Blood Guard cavalry were undoubtedly very heavy, they were facing nearly ten times their own cavalry, after gaining a temporary advantage by rejecting the horse and gun, the physical exhaustion, the numerical disadvantage was quickly revealed, the original two thousand Blood Guard cavalry now had less than a thousand people left, and most of them were surrounded by the coalition forces, and the two sides launched a fierce battle.

Victory was only a matter of time, but the Shura still wielded their curved swords, their feet, hands, teeth, and their entire bodies were weapons, and their bravery made the losses of the coalition even greater.

Mu Qingyang is not feeling well now, although the effect of the arrow poison is not great, but it gives him the last bit of strength, not to mention that the wounds on his body have drained all the blood, if it weren't for the ferocity of his killing of the enemy, he would have been able to cut him down as long as a few ordinary soldiers came.

There was a strange silence and stalemate for a while.

Until a huge trumpet sounded in the west, the earth seemed to be trampled by a giant, and people trembled.

The surrounded Blood Guard cavalry roared excitedly: "Reinforcements! ”

The sound of thunder rippled across the entire huge hill, and on the western horizon, a large number of Shura warriors poured out like a tide, and in the thick dust, it was Hruber who led the way!

The arrival of 20,000 Shura people plunged the hard-fought coalition army into a huge panic.

The smoke and dust billowing in the distance was the scene of the coalition army retreating like a tide, and the appearance of the Shura army instantly broke the encirclement of the coalition army, and the slash blood, who was already surrounded by shock and fear, didn't even have time to think about why Mu Qingyang was motionless, so he jumped on his horse and shouted "Retreat." ”

Mu Qingyang's one-handed sword will be petrified, and his body is full of blood, even if he is motionless, none of the retreating coalition troops dare to provoke him.

The Shura army pursued and killed them not long before retreating. The task of the battle has been completed, and the eight magic crystal cannons are in hand, and there is no reason for Hruber to fight to the death with the blood now, it will only be a cheap demon for nothing.

He stared at Mu Qingyang, who was motionless in the distance, and said in a dull voice: "Collect the troops, go back to the city!" ”

Southern Province.

When Molu received Mu Qingyang's news, it was already three days later.

She was not only shocked by Mu Qingyang's boldness. was even more annoyed, Mu Qingyang raided and cut blood, which can be said to make the domestic form more complicated. Chopping Blood recognized his identity and directly told the world Mu Qingyang's treason. Although the current water is very muddy, Mu Qingyang is already carrying the black cauldron that killed the king, even if there is one more crime of treason, it is nothing, but Mu Qingyang's self-assertion obviously makes those Shura lords not very satisfied, and Mu Qingyang still uses the Shura Descending Department to start the knife.

Mu Qingyang's hand, at least it seems to be a little unscrupulous, these upright soldiers would rather kill the enemy on the battlefield with a sword and a gun, rather than use such a despicable means.

Molu sent several urgent summonsing letters. Like a stone sinking into the sea, Mu Qingyang did not send back a single message.

Since Mu Qingyang's sneak attack, Los walked through the valley and came to the foot of Mount Garo to start a tug-of-war. Without the "Magic Crystal Artillery", although Garo Mountain relied on the complex terrain and perfectly fortified to hold on to the attacks of the demon legions. However, the powerful combat power of the flying dragon has brought extremely heavy losses to the Borneo coalition army, not to mention the deterrence of the thunder beast, so that the coalition army has been passively defending, and even the foot of the mountain does not dare to move. (To be continued.) )