In the southern wilderness, there is not a single grass!

The guards were covered in blood, their white robes were even dyed into a bloody coat, and even his spear was buzzing and flowing against the blood. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hou Xue was still standing, and the blood in his eyes gradually condensed and turned into the color of hell. The blood flowed all the way to the scarred broadsword in his hand, and there was blood on the knife. Not only the enemy's, but also their own.

The older guard sighed in amazement, and a sharp pain beneath him caused him to fall to his left knee. Hou Xue's knife was too ruthless! This knife swept away all the skin and flesh that could be touched on the side.

Hou Xue rushed over like a beast, and the guard slammed out a shot!

The gun shattered its shoulder, and the knife snapped and fell into the sand. The guard frowned, his eyes glittering like starlight under his hood. He knew that Hou Xue would not just stop like this, and through the observation of previous battles, Hou Xue not only inherited blood rage, but even the strange physique "madness" that was pure blood rage. Madness and blood rage stacked together, and he would become a murderous beast, feeling the black beast go deeper and deeper, piercing into his bones, into his heart, and turning him into a living monster. Hidden beneath the skin is all anger. The guards must admit that if he is not careful, he will definitely be killed by Hou Xue. Hou Xue pushed the gun out of her shoulder, turned over and drew her knife, and swept past the guard!

The knife shattered, and the transparent wall around the guard was shattered, and the remnant blade still pierced in.

Shaojun hid behind the rocks, and all she saw was the jet-black robe skimming through the wind and sand, and blood spurting out of the guard's neck.

Bright red, bright red blood.

Hou Xue looked at her again. Frightened, she lost her voice and swapped the dagger in her hand. The exquisitely carved dagger should be displayed in the highest museum in the eyes of people thousands of years later. But now, she only prayed to the gods to give her the strength to stop the monster with this little dagger.

When she looked out again, Hou Xue disappeared in front of her.

She clutched the dagger tightly in both hands, leaning her back against the rock, trembling and pointing ahead. She didn't know which direction Hou Xue would come from, but the guards, guards, ...... "woo...... her eyes moistened, and crystal clear tears fell. Crying and crying, she simply did not resist, and shouted: "Come on! ”

Hou Xue was on the big rock above her head, and he raised the remnant blade that was only half an inch left, estimating the distance between Shaojun's head and the rock.......

A flash of cold light!

The silver spear broke through Hou Xue's chest, and Hou Xue's devastated body finally couldn't withstand the blow and rolled down from the rock. He fell in a pool of blood, and his knife rolled aside...... The guard stepped forward with a gun, he leaned down, put his arm on Shaojun's shoulder, and said, "Are you okay?"

Shaojun nodded, and suddenly heard an angry roar! Hou Xue slashed at her neck with a knife again.

The guards shouted angrily, "Break!" The roar gave birth to terrifying air currents, whirling around each other, and actually smashed the tiger striped heart shield on Hou Xue's chest to pieces, and the whole person rolled down more than ten feet away.

Hou Xue swirled, supported by the remnant knife, and swung the knife again!

"Your life is so hard...... "The roar of the guards had just broken the veil and shredded the veil, revealing some smiles. Someone once promised Hou Xue to the Wanghai Clan, and he was also curious about what kind of person Hou Xue was and what qualifications he had to make the Wanghai Clan accept him. Now it seems that the contract is still in force.

In September, the sea cliff has just entered autumn, and everything is bleak.

A woman walks into the palace hall alone.

The lord exhausted the most powerful warriors around him, but he couldn't stop her. I heard that she was in front of dozens of Immortal Warriors, and along the way, their blood stained the hall red, and the sound of their armor and weapons shattering was terrifying.

When the old guard heard all this in the temple, he wiped his gun and asked the warriors below, "Even you can't stop it. ”

"We really can't stop it. ”

"But I heard that we have a name, a name that resounded throughout Qingzhou, and no one dared to defeat it, Wanghai was Cangying, one of the Seven Pioneers. ”

Pioneer Warband.

In Qingzhou, there are very few people who have heard its name and have not changed color. It is a mysterious force that crisscrosses the south, south, and northwest, and it may be said that few people have seen it mysterious. Originally, the Seven Pioneers had the potential to unify Qingzhou, but unfortunately they were suspicious of each other, causing a vicious fight, and finally attracting all states to chase and kill. The Herald Warband suffered heavy losses and gradually split, among which the "Xuanying and Heavy Tiger" died one after another, and the five Harbingers were also completely divided, and all the samurai followed their own will to be loyal to the Herald, and the Herald Warband collapsed at this time.

The old guard rubbed his silver spear, the whole gun still did not change its color under the colored glass window, and the body of the spear was codified with ancient characters, and it was said that once it was stained with the blood of a true warrior, it would show a unique blood pattern. The weapon "Silver of Blood", inherited by the Herald of the Underworld since ancient times, is in the hands of the old guard, and of course it is not only this thing that symbolizes a certain pioneer, he wears a white keel around his waist, and the end is tied with a dark purple tassel.

The keel is truly the hardest thing in the world, so it has been passed down through generations, and it has become a symbol of the pioneers.

Only those who have been recognized by the previous pioneers can wear them, and once they have them, they can be taken off until death, unless they ...... Find the next suitable heir. The inscriptions on the inside of the various pioneer dragons are also different.

"Pioneer of the Darkness" - Tianxiang, this is indeed the name of the old guard.

Tianxiang also needs to adapt to the situation, like the other four pioneers, or the Xuan Eagle and the Shadow Tiger, and perish in the ideal.

Everyone knew the death of Shadow Tiger, but how Xuan Ying, that incomparably calm person, the most outstanding observer of the situation, could end up like this, Tianxiang never understood.

Tianxiang said: "A woman that the pioneer samurai can't defeat, I think, she must be ......"

"That's right. "The Warriors of the Netherworld below are ready to chariot and horses," she said, claiming to be the Harbinger of the Eagle and wanting to discuss something with you. ”

"But Xuanying is already dead. ”

"But I can't be mistaken, that cyan keel, why isn't it a symbol of the status of the Xuanying?"

"Let's go, then!"

When Tianxiang came to the main hall, he only saw a black robe. Through the black robe, you can even guess the graceful posture of a woman, even if she will never take off her clothes in front of ordinary people. She was surrounded by the corpses of the Underworld Warriors, and no one could forget those blood-red eyes.

Tianxiang had already noticed the Xuanying Dragon Pendant on her waist, and said, "Can you show me?"

She threw the cyan dragon pendant, and Tianxiang read the inscription of the dragon pendant aloud:

The top of Qingzhou, brave through the sky, violent bones and gravel, like frost morning. The Iron Winged Eagle will crush the will of the enemy.

Tianxiang's hand trembled, and he seemed to read its will, its soul.

"What's the matter with you?"