A little cold light suddenly came, and then the sword light like a match came out, cold and cold, making Lin Leyi's hair stand on end.

Retreating, there were figures everywhere, he couldn't avoid it, and once he made an attack to avoid the opponent, it was bound to be like a storm, so he didn't hesitate to slash out with his palm.

"Cold waves split the sea",

The vertical palm is like a knife, and a palm splits out the spiritual qi blade, like a sharp blade, and the cold wave is surging immediately.

Unwilling to retreat, unwilling to let go, they can only use the offensive instead of defending, with injuries for injuries of the style of play; immediately the cold tide is surging, like a river and sea rushing.

However, Zhuo Qingfeng disappeared in front of him with a single movement, avoiding the rushing cold current.

Lin Leyi has a solid foundation, his exercises are strong and domineering, and he is the best at attacking; Zhuo Qingfeng has taken a completely different path from him, his body is fast, his knife skills are sharp, and he practices authentic killing techniques, which are good at assassination and can also take the head of people in the army.

Imperial Soul Guard, Outer City Guard, God of Wealth Pavilion Jade Department Dead. The three parties fought together like swarming ants, and Lin Leyi's body was greatly affected, but Zhuo Qingfeng was at ease.

When the figure disappeared, the sword light immediately bloomed outside his body, and in an instant, a thousand shadows, the sword light and sword shadow forcibly broke through Lin Leyi's body protection aura and cut through his body.

Fast, fast and dizzying.

Zhuo Qingfeng held a short knife in his left hand and a short sword in his right hand, and he cut it into a blood gourd in Lin Leyi with one face.

The blood itself gurgled and flowed, staining the white clothes red, Lin Leyi's left arm trembled slightly, but he turned around slowly, his right hand turned his palm, and the spiritual source in his body rose again, the palm was weak, but the spiritual energy he had saved protected his body, lingering.

He has decided to defend instead of attacking and Zhuo Qingfeng to the end.

He turned a deaf ear to the shouts of killing, screams, and exclamations around him.

Zhuo Qingfeng laughed in a low voice: "It's really pitiful, although it is brave, but it is a battle of trapped beasts in the end",

At this time, the stalemate of the battle situation has gradually become clear, the dead soldiers of the Jade Department quickly stabilized their positions after surviving the first wave of the impact of the Imperial Soul Guards and the guards of the outer city, and the Dao Law Seal condensed in the air to confront the Third Guard of the Guards, and the rest of the dead soldiers did not fall behind in the fight.

The addition of Zhuo Qingfeng and other eight people completely changed the battle situation, the largest number of guards in the outer city were divided into a part to encircle, and the remaining people who were put into the battlefield still had some advantages in numbers, but they could not resist the impact of the dead soldiers of the Jade Department, and as soon as they had the intention of retreating, even the Imperial Soul Guards were dragged down a lot.

Lu Hong and others are even more difficult to support. The four envoys of wine-colored wealth, Yanxiake, Duan Feiyang, the young man with the white fox mask and the Shi Ming box who came back from the fight are all demons, and except for the three friends of Sui Han who can barely resist the opponent, everyone else is in a bitter battle.

At the end of Qixing Street, Zhuang Jiang and the woman wearing the plum blossom mask had also walked up the long street, and they were observing this grand battlefield from a distance behind.

The dead soldiers of the jade department are approaching step by step, although the advance is extremely slow, but everyone can see that as long as it is a moment or three more, when the guards outside the city can no longer support it, the outcome of this battle will be decided, and the theater city will never have the power to return to the sky.

Zhuang Jiang showed a rare faint smile on his face, and said: "We have won this battle",

Blood flowed down the long street, all the way to the soles of her feet.

There is the blood of the Imperial Soul Guard, the blood of the guards of the outer city, and the blood of the dead soldiers of the Jade Department.

Although victory was in sight, it was not a big victory. The loss of the theater city is not small, and the dead soldiers of the Jade Department are also suffering heavy casualties.

But she doesn't care, she cares about the process of layout, she cares about the result of victory, the only thing she doesn't care about is the human life she pays.

In her eyes, those are not "people", but "chess pieces", her chess skills are not very superb, but in the chess game of life, she can always win, and she can always get what she wants, because life in her eyes is just a huge chessboard, everyone is black and white, what can be used for herself is white, and what stands in her way is black, she abandons all feelings, and the only thing to do is to eat the sunspots clean.

As for how many white words will be left on the chessboard, it doesn't matter, a clean chessboard with only one white piece is enough.

She doesn't care, but someone does.

The woman behind her snorted coldly and said, "Is it considered a win to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred yourself?"

Zhuang Jiang has a very high status in both the Xianwen Pavilion and the God of Wealth Pavilion, even if it is Zhuo Qingfeng, the four envoys of wine and wealth are also respectful to her, but in front of this woman, it is completely different.

She immediately bowed her head and said: "The Lord forgives the sin, it is really helpless to set up a situation here, if the battlefield is in the inner city, the loss of my God of Wealth Pavilion will only be greater",

Lord.

Anyone who hears these two words will probably be shocked, this woman wearing a plum blossom mask is not an unknown person in the upper echelons of the God of Wealth Pavilion, but the owner of the God of Wealth Pavilion, the holder of the mysterious Zun Character Order.

She really came to the theater in person.

Listening to Zhuang Jiang's words, but every word was still defending himself, the woman snorted coldly and said, "Mr. It's better to think more carefully about your plans in the future......

"Jingle Bell",

As soon as the words fell, a clear piano sound suddenly sounded from among the dead soldiers in front of him.

The sound was like a spiritual spring, crisp and pleasant, but the killing intent spread out like a tide in an instant.

"One watch, worried, listening to the first change, the drum is beating, and the heart is annoyed. I think about the beginning, what a luxury of having a night banquet? Entering the lamb, pouring fine wine, and singing loudly. Now in the lonely and deserted store, I have to get drunk village mash. I'm afraid that the wine will be light and sorrowful, how can I sweep away my sorrows?",

The light female voice came out like water, with a faint melancholy, with a little desolation, the voice and the piano rose and fell together, and a large area of blood mist suddenly sprayed in the center of the dead soldiers, and more than a dozen heads rose to the sky.

The sound echoed like water, and the thaumaturgists in the sky did not escape the catastrophe, and under the sharp sound of the piano, the limbs were silently torn apart, and a bright red liquid flowed backwards from the air, forming a reddish spectacle in the air, and the magic seal in the sky quickly dissipated.

And in the center of the dead, in the cleared hundred-foot clearing, there were ruins and broken walls everywhere, and there were fragments of limbs everywhere. But there was a blind woman in black sitting cross-legged in this Shura field, bathed in blood and tuning the piano by hand, the sound waved, and the blood falling from above turned into a drop of blood and fell on the strings of the Heavenly Demon Qin when she was three feet above her head.

"Ding—",

The blind girl's fingers flicked, returned to the cage, and then retracted one side like a bow, and a long note suddenly played on the strings, and dense blood beads suddenly flew up, suddenly swept out like a hidden weapon.