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There is defense and output, which makes the demon army become frightened, and gradually the two armies opened the line, as if they deliberately wanted to avoid this thousand-person team, and did not want to contact it.

In fact, it is no wonder that this phenomenon occurs, Zhang Yiyang spent a lot of effort in order to train this thousand-person squad, first of all, their realm is between the sixth-grade Dizun and the fifth-grade Xuanzun, and secondly, their soul realm is more than their own true strength, and more importantly, before this, they are all playing crossbows and bows, and they have a certain foundation for shooting, so they are naturally proficient in firearms.

On the field, Leng Wuxin's face was bloodless, and he looked at the changes on the battlefield with a gloomy feeling, Fang Zhou was slightly better in the first battle before, and this one, with an absolute advantage, in the case of being able to win, there was a big reversal, and the seemingly ordinary thousand-person squad had such a lethality to thousands of enemies.

Leng Wuxin sat on the throne and stretched out his hand to give an order.

"Ghost guard? Heh! It's really lively!"

The woman beside Leng Wuxin was bewitching close to the throne, but she was glared back by the other party with cold eyes, and the woman glanced at the other party with resentment and stood up straight.

The order was given, and the five hundred ghost guards walked out of the camp together, and the team of five hundred people, whether it was clothing, weapons, or movements, even the size was the same.

They were dressed in black armor, holding black guns, and they walked without a sound, solemn, killing, giving people a kind of chill from the heart, like killing machines, without emotion.

Of course, this kind of thinking is not what they see on the surface, it is the feeling, because each of them wears a cold mask.

"Something is not good!"

From the entry of these five hundred people, Zhang Yiyang sensed that something was wrong, the overall strength of these people had all reached the realm of the Five Rank Xuanzun, and looking at the unified weapons they used, I am afraid that there would be some combination martial arts, which is crucial.

"Brother, let me play!"

Zhang Yiyang's voice came from Yi Feng's ears, Zhang Yiyang turned his head to look, and vetoed with a firm gaze: "No! I can die, you can't die!"

Yi Feng's current strength is in the realm of the Five Rank Xuanzun, although it is said that with the powerful martial arts of the Yi clan, he can defeat the ordinary martial arts of the same realm, but the battlefield is not child's play, and all uncertain factors may occur.

As Zhang Yiyang said, he can die, but Yi Feng can't die, after all, he is an elder brother, and he is a younger brother, this is the responsibility.

After Zhang Yiyang finished speaking, he muttered to himself: "It's going to be fine!"

However, it is impossible for all things to develop according to human imagination, otherwise there would be no persistence and expectation.

On the field, the kung fu of speaking, the ghost guards of five hundred people, like ghosts from hell, decisive in killing, crisp and neat, the skill of the gun into the throat I don't know how long it took to practice, in short, they were like a team of harvesting machines, and in the blink of an eye, they entered the hinterland and fought with Xiaohu and others.

At the same time, Zhang Yiyang's heart rose to his throat, ready to rescue at any time, of course, he clearly knew that if he chose to make a move, then, the entire battlefield would become a big fight, whether it was a high realm or a low realm, they would shoot, so this was also the last thing he wanted to see.