Crash!

Immediately, the people of the world surrounded His Majesty Daliang and rushed towards Ghost Cry Mountain, they had to go to see if this Chinese boy really had three heads and six arms.

......

Compared to Qin Yi, the five-mile journey is only a matter of time.

Qin Yi carried the Yanyun spear and rushed to the Ghost Crying Mountain from the training ground, his eyes slowly swept away, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the execution had not yet begun, Yan Meiniang used her unique skills to drag this execution and hold on until her arrival.

Ghost Cry Mountain, in fact, is just a huge mountain bag, and the whole mountain bag has no grass.

On the top of the big mountain bag, there were thirty iron men standing neatly, and the hands of each iron man were stained with blood, layer by layer of bloodstains, so that these blood stains had already turned black. There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

At the base of the huge mountain bag, there is a wooden cross, and at this moment, the poetry that has not been seen for a long time is being tied to the cross.

The clothes on her body have long been tattered, revealing a large piece of ice and jade, she drooped her head, the former demeanor that was like the Nine Heavens Immortal Trail has long been gone, there is no trace of blood on her face and lips, and her hair is full of messy hair, which keeps flying in the wind.

In front of her, standing in a row of elites wearing armor and helmets, holding Mo knives, the blades of the Mo knives, under the sunlight, the cold glow shone, and people shuddered.

The Mo knife is a relatively common weapon on the battlefield, but in fact, it is generally only the elite who will be equipped with this kind of combat knife.

The characteristic of the Mo knife is that the handle will not be very long, not more than one meter five, so that when wielded, it will be more flexible, but its blade is relatively heavy, and the blade is extremely sharp.

On the battlefield, if you are deeply surrounded by the enemy's heavy soldiers, you will generally use this kind of Mo knife to tear a bloody hole in the encirclement.

At this time, the delicate and weak Yan Meiniang was actually deeply trapped in the elite of the Eight Thousand Mo Sword, and she was facing away from him, negotiating something with the general.

Obviously, the general fell for Yan Meiniang's charm, his expression looked quite weird, his face was flushed, and his eyes were obviously burning with a raging fire.

It's just that he never dared to cross the thunder pool half a step to Yan Meiniang in front of him.

He forcibly held back the burning love fire in his body, no matter what Yan Meiniang said, he nodded yes, it should be Yan Meiniang who performed another secret technique on him in addition to the charm technique.

The general did not say that the execution, even if the time for the execution had come, and without the general's order, the eight thousand elites could only stand there quietly, not daring to act rashly.

"This Yan Mei Niang, so powerful. ”

Seeing such a scene from a distance, Qin Yi couldn't help but nod secretly.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have dreamed that a delicate and weak weak woman would have firmly controlled the entire eight thousand elites in his hands without using a single move, and he would never be able to execute.

"Yan Meiniang, I'm here!"

Qin Yi yelled at Yan Meiniang from afar.

Yan Meiniang looked back, she was overjoyed, she hurriedly rushed over, Qin Yi found that Yan Meiniang's smooth and full forehead was already covered with a piece of crystal fine sweat, her face was a little pale, and she was panting.

"Qin Yi, you're finally here, if it's two minutes late, I'll not be able to hold on. ”

Yan Meiniang raised her white and tender hands and touched the fine sweat on her forehead.

"In addition to the charm technique, you seem to have used other secret techniques on the general's body, what kind of secret art is that?"

Qin Yiqi said.

"There's no time to talk about this, as soon as I leave the general's side, the charm will soon fail, you quickly save Shiyun, now, it's up to you. ”

Yan Meiniang said hurriedly.

"Good!"

Qin Yi nodded.

In fact, as soon as Yan Meiniang left the general, Yan Meiniang's charm against the general had already failed, but for a while, he hadn't come back to his senses.

Swish!

The next moment.

Qin Yi took the powerful Xuan Qi in his body, carried the smoke cloud spear, and the whole person turned into an afterimage, and burst out towards the poetry added to the cross in front of him.

However, it was still a little slower, and at the same time as Qin Yi was exploding, the general also suddenly woke up, and when he saw Qin Yi who was rushing at great speed, he immediately shouted: "Bastard, what are you all doing to eat? Someone wants to rob a criminal, and you are still all stunned here, stop him for me!"

Crash!

Eight thousand elites, waiting for his order, even with the Mo knife, all of them rushed towards the young man, and killed them wildly.

Looking at the eight thousand elites who were like a tide, killing wildly, Qin Yi's figure paused slightly, swallowed his saliva, his blood boiled in his body instantly, and his chest was burning with monstrous battle intent!

"Kill!"

In the midst of the loud cheers, Qin Yi carried the Yanyun spear and quickly faced the eight thousand elites who were surging wildly, and the Yanyun spear in his hand swept away, seven or eight elites, and in an instant, he swept out more than ten zhang away and fell to the ground.

The movement here, soon, was to alarm the cross plus the poetic rhyme, in a trance, she slowly raised her head, and saw in the distance, the young man holding the smoke cloud spear, who was killing with the eight thousand elites, the delicate body of the poetic rhyme, suddenly trembled, two lines of tears, and rushed down: "Qin Yi!"

She never thought that Qin Yi would be so desperate to save herself, you must know that robbing a prisoner like herself is a capital crime in Daliang, not to mention, what he is facing now is a full eight thousand elites.

The reason why the elite is the elite is because the combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of ordinary soldiers, and their strength is usually above the six realms of the Xuan Dao, and some of them have even broken through the sect path.

Qin Yi had to face eight thousand cultivators who were above the elite of the six realms of the Xuan Dao, and the difficulty was so great that it could be imagined.

"Qin Yi, you go quickly, I have violated the iron law of the Great Liang, and it is impossible to avoid death. ”

Poetry shouted.

"Shiyun, you are kind to me, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have the slightest chance of getting the fire lotus, I would never have watched you get executed like this!"

In the roar, Qin Yi stabbed with a spear, and instantly pierced the bodies of the three elites, and with a flick of his spear, he threw out the corpses of the three elites fiercely, unfolded his speed, and blasted towards the poetry in front of him: "Death to those who stand in my way!"

However, these elites are all strictly trained, and they are all fearless of death, and it is impossible to listen to him.

This book was first published in Reading Book Worm