Chen Hong gradually sat cross-legged on the stretcher, and no one carried the stretcher at this time, lying quietly on the ground.

In front of Chu Zihang, Su Qian, and Xia Mi, the three combat forces with group battle AOE words, ordinary corpse guards only need a single shot of Jun Flame or Sword Emperor or Dustless Land to clear the field. But there are also many powerful corpse guards in the corpse guard group, and some have even reached the level of three generations, so at this time, Yuan Zhisheng needs to take action. Caesar served as a humanoid radar, cooperating with Miyamoto Shio to command the battle.

Everyone was busy, even Lu Mingfei was carrying a Barrett sniper rifle and sniping large corpses with Nuno, but Chen Honggradually sat quietly like a monk who didn't care about the world, observing the ocean.

It's not that he can't squeeze out his physical strength at all, it's just that his physical strength needs to stay at a critical time, after all, no one knows if Asun is still alive, and under this sea area, there are still generations of corpses guarding.

Chen Hong suddenly looked at a place with some feeling, a black whirlpool was rising, it was thousands of corpse guards, and the center of the whirlpool was the second-generation corpse guard who had experienced the self-explosion of the sub-Sumeru seat, and when it swam, it formed a forward high-speed water flow around it, and the corpse guards were advancing around it, just like a school of fish like to follow the whale migration.

The claws of the second-generation corpse guard climbed up to the main Sumeru seat and flipped up violently. And with the next generation of corpse guards coming out of the water, the corpse guards who followed behind it also floated up one after another with the power of the water and ascended to the seat of Sumeru.

This is the ninth wave of corpse guards, and the number has obviously decreased a lot, which is obviously unsustainable, but compared to the previous waves of corpse guards, the size is even larger, and it must be the elite of the corpse guards. In terms of strength and speed, they are even stronger than the runaway hybrids who have taken the evolution drug, but fortunately they have no sanity and will not change, as long as they use their skills well, they will rush over and crash into his spider and boy cut with their own extremely high speed.

But for Gen Zhisheng, the high-level corpse guard who can be solved with just a little more effort is fatal to others. A corpse guard flicked its tail and attached itself to a signal tower, then leaped down, slashing off the head of one of Yaksha's younger brothers with its claws in an instant, and Yaksha screamed and pounced, stabbing the M249 light machine gun into the corpse guard's mouth and shooting wildly, blasting its brains all over the place.

Yaksha squandered all the bullets in the magazine at once and sat down on the ground with his ass alone.

As a retainer of the young master, he actually doesn't have much real power, but in the eyes of ordinary underworlds, his status is higher than that of the two major branch chiefs of Kanto and Kansai. After all, everyone knows that once Genjisheng succeeds to the throne, then the status of Yasha, Raven and Sakura, who are one of Genjisheng's retainers, will rise accordingly.

The good-faced Yaksha also accepted five younger brothers to show his identity, but his last junior brother had just died in front of him.

As the eldest brother, he should be responsible for every younger brother who takes refuge in him, but he did not protect them.

"Idiot, stand up!" Raven walked over and kicked Yaksha's ass, "It's their glory to die in battle, and the fact that they shot until the last moment before they died speaks volumes about their bravery." What you have to do now is to guard this line of defense, protect the young master, and live with the revenge of your little brothers. ”

"Cut! Who cares about you? ”

Impatiently, Yaksha pushes the crow away, takes a new magazine out of his pocket and continues to shoot.

"Police shut us down down

Po-po shut us (The police will stop us)

Don't ; Make it Pop

DJ blow my speakers up

Tonight I'ma fight

Till we see the sunlight

Tick tock on the clock

But the party don't ; no (but the party never stops)

Oh whoa whoa oh (Oh oh oh)"

Yaksha was shooting frantically while singing, but this time no one complained about his ugly singing.

The song is in a pleasant style, but the Yaksha sings a sad song, and there is a sad air in the song.

As the mournful singing of the Yaksha echoed across the battlefield, the tide of battle began to shift in favor of the corpse guards.

Susie released the sword for a long time, and her physical strength had already bottomed out, and she couldn't even float in the air with the help of magnetic force, and her eyes fell backwards with a black eye. Chu Zihang's eyes were quick and he grabbed Susie, but he didn't get much better. Chu Zihang's shirt was already soaked, and his hair was wet with sweat, forming a ball and sticking to his scalp.

And Xia Mi saw that Chu Zihang and Susie were showing physical exhaustion, so naturally they didn't want to behave too much, and the speed of air circulation on the surface of the dustless land was reduced, and the scope of the domain was quietly reduced by more than half.

With the loss of these three big killers, the defense line of the main Sumeru seat was also lost one by one, and the defense line had to be contracted and gradually retreated, and the battle situation seemed to have reached the most critical moment.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the members of the Eight Snake Qi Clan, who were only in their early two hundreds, including the seriously injured, and said to Sakura with a wry smile: "Maybe it's good to die in battle like this, although I can't sell it to sell sunscreen, but as a young master, I should be considered to have fulfilled my responsibility to the family and family members, and I am worthy of those gangsters and their families." ”

Yuan Zhisheng's voice was not loud, and he did not let the members of the four groups of the Wind Forest Volcano on the front line hear it.

Chen Hongjian has no ambition as the young master of the Eight Snake Qi Families, but Yuan Zhisheng is not without ambition. At the end of the day, he was a tortoise who just wanted to go to Montalivi, France, to live in seclusion and sell sunscreen on the beaches of Naturism......

"Fuck you!"

There was a roar in the sky, and everyone couldn't help but look up to see who dared to curse a swear word on such an occasion.

A black shadow descended from the sky, and his feet stepped on the Sumeru seat, stepping out of two deep pits on the titanium alloy steel plate ground.

"This ...... This is! His Royal Highness the Shadow Emperor! ”

"It's His Royal Highness the Shadow Emperor!"

"His Royal Highness the Shadow Emperor is here, and it's not a problem to guard the corpses!"

Uesugi lifted his legs and walked out of the pit, a black trench coat waving in the wind.

At this moment, Uesugi is like an emperor who is close to all beings, even if there is a great wind and thunder in front of him, but in his eyes, it seems to be nothing more than a local chicken.

His body was not burly, but it was very tall, like a black battle flag, firmly rooted in the hearts of every member of the Eight Snake Clans, and would not fall or be cut off.

Uesugi Yue's gaze swept over the courtiers in front of him, although his eyes were as calm as water, the people who were swept all straightened their waists, and even the seriously injured people lying on the ground subconsciously tried to stand up, they didn't want His Royal Highness the Shadow Emperor to see their embarrassed side.

"Childish, hard work." Uesugi looked at his son, who was a little embarrassed, touched his head, and said in a low voice, "Next, I'll leave it to my father." ”

Genji shuddered, the first half of Uesugi Yue's words were the words he was most eager to hear before he graduated from junior high school, and even Tachibana Masamune, who had been treated like his own father, had never said this to him.

Gen Zhisheng looked at Uesugi's side face, his father was looking at the group of corpses in front of him, his eyes were a little cloudy, as if outside the gods, the sea breeze mixed with the smell of corpses and blood gently blew Uesugi's full head of white hair, he looked so old, but the eyes he just looked at him were so warm.

This...... Is it the father?

"Gentlemen, everyone, you have also worked hard. Next, just leave it to me, the old man, and you can step back for the time being. Uesugi Yue's voice was very low, and it was obvious that this once irresponsible emperor was not in a very good mood when he saw the corpses all over the ground.

Uesugi stepped forward with heavy steps, each step on blood and severed limbs, and the two swords at his waist were already choking out of their sheaths. That's the shadow emperor's saber mountain bird feather and the former Uesugi family owner's saber Azuki Nagamitsu, both of which are famous generals in Japan's Warring States period, the love sword of the military god Uesugi Kenshin.

"Childish, Hongchuan, can you fight again?"

The Shadow Emperor walked with heavy steps, and suddenly turned his head and smiled at his beloved son and son.

"Mogiro (of course)!" Gen Zhisheng vibrated the sword, shook the blood stain off the knife, and strode behind Uesugi Yue.

"Barely regained some strength, it shouldn't be a problem for you to guard your back for the old man."

Chen Hong gradually smiled and stood up, he roughly guessed what Uesugi was going to do, and followed closely behind Uesugi Yue.

The people of the four groups of the Wind Forest Volcano all retreated, watching the Shadow Emperor and the two young masters face the corpse tide against the current, and there was a feeling that although tens of millions of people were gone.

Uesugi lit the red flame in his eyes, chanting the language of the ancient dragon, and the mountain bird feathers and the small bean long light went up and down, drawing a perfect circle with a radius of one meter in the air with the blade of the blade. The arc of the circumference glows crimson, and the center of the circumference is pitch black, like the sun in a total solar eclipse, and although the moon temporarily obscures the light, there is still a bright corona escaping from the moon's shadow.

The Spirit of Words Black Sun, the Spirit of Bronze and the King of Fire, is not as good as the Spirit of Words and Candle Dragon, but it is far superior to the Spirit of Words and the Flame of the King. And compared to the dazzling light of the Jun Flame, the black of the black sun is closer to death, it never erupts, but silently burns the life in the realm.

The crimson coronal aura suddenly skyrocketed, forming a black sun ten meters in diameter.

Everyone looked at the shadow emperor as if he was a god and a Buddha, and they all subconsciously held their breath and witnessed a scene that could be called a miracle.

Xia Mi is a little sluggish, that is the strongest spirit of the Bronze and Fire King series except for the Candle Dragon!

She had seen Norton cast the Spirit of Speech Blacksun.

On that day, a huge black sun obscured the sun in the sky, and instead of the sun, the blazing heat dried up the entire continent now known as Africa, and even the groundwater was rarely spared, as if the mythical ten golden crows were walking on earth!

Is this old guy really a human and not a human form of some primordial species?

A few seconds later, the huge red-black sun began to spin at high speed, creating a field of vacuum. This realm of vacuum erupted with a powerful suction, devouring the air, setting off violent hurricanes and waves, and even the huge corpse guards had to use the claws of their hands and feet to buckle into the titanium alloy steel plate of the Sumeru seat to fix their bodies, so as not to be absorbed into the realm of the vacuum.

But the suction generated by the vacuum field became stronger and stronger, and it was just a fool's dream for the corpse guards to stabilize their bodies in the midst of the storm, and the hurricane lifted their bodies, and the corpse guards swayed their long snake tails and flew towards the black sun in front of Uesugi Etsu, and their bodies began to burn.

But in the almost vacuum, the air was thin, and the corpse guards who were ignited by the heat did not burn all over their bodies like they were ignited by the Jun Flame, but like pieces of burning black charcoal.

Uesugi walked forward slowly, and the mountain bird feathers and small beans struck the corpse's body, as if they had broken a piece of charcoal that was about to burn out, and turned into red-hot pieces with the impact, like the fire god Kakutsu walking in the world, burning everything in the world as he pleased.

And Uesugi Yue was still strolling idly, looking at the hundreds of corpse guards who were dragged by the black sun, roaring and slashing each sword, the sound was like a dragon, and even the sword body of the alchemy ancient sword such as Mountain Bird Feather and Little Bean Changguang was burned red by the high temperature, like an electric welding rod cutting steel, and every time it was swung out, it was a dazzling fire.

As for those ghost-toothed dragon vipers, they didn't even have the qualifications to let Uesugi wield their knives, and after carbonizing, they were scattered into the air as soon as the corpse's body was hit.

Uesugi has already slashed nearly a thousand knives, and the last ninth wave of corpses was almost wiped out by Uesugi alone, but Uesugi Yue, who seemed to be old and frail, did not show signs of exhaustion at all, but became more excited. Covered in blood, Uesugi rudely tore off his windbreaker and shirt that were wet with blood and sweat, revealing the tattoos on his back. It was a tattoo called "The Place of the Sunrise," which depicted a giant dragon looking at the sunrise, a tattoo that was one level higher than Angers' "Fury of the Gods," and a symbol of the supreme kings of the Eight Clans of the Snake Clan.

The dragon's blood acted in the veins, and the sword-wielding body gradually turned red, and the muscles bulged, and the stains appeared more distinct, faintly steaming. Time had reversed Uesugi Koshi's expression, making him not at all like an eighty-seven-year-old fellow, and even stronger than many young people in their prime.

King, Blade Glow!

He drove his chariot into thousands of armies, rampage among them, and it was a devastating and invincible force.

Uesugi is like the driver of an invincible chariot, driving the chariot to crush everything in its path to dust. And Yuan Zhisheng and Chen Hongchuan are like the other two armor soldiers on the chariot, responsible for protecting the rider and opening the way.

The two of them follow closely behind Uesugi and guard Uesugi Goshi's only weakness.

The Spirit of Words Black Sun can suck enemies from the front and even the side into the realm and burn them to the ground, but it cannot avoid the sneak attack behind it. Uesugi naturally knew the Achilles' heel of Soul Kurohi, so he chose to hand over his back to his son and Yoshiko, believing that they could protect his back, so he stepped on the bone and blood all the way and never looked back.

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