Airplanes!

In the mist, a blood-red sword light galloped down.

Zhao Mengya, who had a panicked expression, controlled the dragon blood sword qi and scurried wildly like a headless fly.

She has already dealt with the enemy and rushed back for half a day.

But because of the influence of the maze here, she couldn't find the traces of Qin Yu and the others after flying for a long time.

At the moment when she saw that there was also a fog here, Zhao Mengya already understood in her heart that something was wrong.

The other party was not deliberately luring her out to buy her, it was just an additional purpose.

The other party's real target is probably Qin Yu!

They really intend to tear their faces! Ignore it!

Recalling the many masters on the other side, Zhao Mengya's heart became more and more panicked, and her flight speed was three points faster.

With another gallop forward, as her body passed through the fog, Zhao Mengya suddenly felt her eyes light up.

The woods, which had been as calm as water, disappeared, and in front of her was a battlefield full of corpses.

Qin cavalry, royal forest army, ordinary soldiers, and even killers.

A large number of corpses were mixed together and fell to the ground, and the blood that flowed out melted in one place, causing the battlefield to be scarlet, and the mere sight of it was terrifying.

Looking at the familiar signs on the Qin cavalry that fell to the ground, Zhao Mengya's face turned pale in an instant, and she suddenly turned her sword qi and fell from the sky.

The figure landed, and for convenience, the sword qi that only extended a few meters long dissipated instantly.

Zhao Mengya stared around with wide eyes, trying in vain to find Qin Yu's traces.

As a result, the sudden landing on her side immediately alarmed the surrounding enemies.

Dozens of soldiers who had already killed the red-eyed instantly raised their weapons and rushed towards her after seeing the Qin family logo on Zhao Mengya's body.

The deafening shouting of killing provoked Zhao Mengya's face to turn pale, and she suddenly threw out a sword light.

"Shut up!"

Airplanes!

The blood-red sword light flashed away, and the dozens of soldiers who strode towards her were directly cut off in the sword light.

Looking at these companions who fell in an instant and lost their lives on the spot, the soldiers who were still shouting around them stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked up at Zhao Mengya, and after seeing the sword light wrapped around her hand, their eyes immediately showed a look of horror.

Kill a hundred people with one sword! This is definitely a master they can't resist!

Run!

In the screams, Prince Qin's private soldiers, who were less than two hundred, fled into the distance in panic, and no one dared to attack.

It's just that they want to run, but it doesn't mean that Zhao Mengya will tolerate them escaping like this.

Zhao Mengya, whose eyes were hideous, quickly condensed the dragon blood sword qi in her hand, and shook it desperately, like cutting wheat, and frantically swept over the scattered and fleeing enemies.

Every time the sword light swept by, a large number of deserters must have died under the sword, and they were either cut off or cut off their heads, and the death was more miserable than the other.

More than 200 good soldiers in the army only lasted less than ten seconds in Zhao Mengya's hands, and all of them were in different places.

Standing in a pool of blood, looking at a silent battlefield, Zhao Mengya's eyes were red, as if a demon had been born.

It's just that after glancing around, she was suddenly stunned, and the murderous aura in her eyes disappeared directly.

The dragon blood sword qi dissipated, and Zhao Mengya hurriedly ran forward, and when she passed by the corpse, she was even too flustered and almost tripped over the corpse and fell to the ground.

In front of her, on the pile of dozens of corpses, a figure was sitting with his head bowed and motionless, armed with his weapon.

"Fourth Young Master!"

Looking at the motionless figure with the weapon in his hand and his head on the hilt of the sword, Zhao Mengya's eyes were excited.

Hearing her voice, Qin Yu, who was sitting quietly on the pile of corpses, finally raised his head slowly.

There were two short swords inserted in his body, and the armor all over his body was almost shattered, and even on the right half of his face, there was a vertical slash wound on him, and he glanced at Zhao Mengya with his left eye, his expression was very flat.

"You're back?"

"Young Master! You! ”

Looking at the dense wounds on Qin Yu's body with wide eyes, Zhao Mengya looked nervous and was about to speak, but was softly interrupted by Qin Yu.

With his head tilted and leaning on the corpse behind him, Qin Yu closed his left eye, which could still be opened, and exhaled suddenly.

"It seems that they alone can't kill me Qin Yu."

Emperor Qin's immortal skills, those who practice can be invulnerable, the most important thing is that he can swallow blood and heal his wounds, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, which can be described as a divine skill on the battlefield.

In the fierce battle that lasted for half an hour, Qin Yu exchanged injuries for injuries and fought for his life.

He also quickly recovered from his injuries by devouring the blood of the enemy.

After I don't know how many attacks he withdrew, Qin Yu, whose true qi was completely exhausted, could no longer recover from his injuries.

However, under the desperate counterattack of him, the killer Twelve Stars, and the Qin cavalry, the hundred-man Imperial Forest Army that each prince could form on his own has been left by them.

Of the remaining ordinary soldiers, less than 300 were killed, and more than half of them were lost.

They were already frightened, and seeing that this monster had simply wiped out the Royal Forest Army, how could they dare to continue to step forward and play for their lives.

More than 200 people surrounded but did not attack, just watching Qin Yu, who was already at the end of the crossbow, sitting on the pile of corpses, and starting a long confrontation with him.

Until Zhao Mengya suddenly killed.

Letting go of the weapons that had been covered in the gaps with both hands, Qin Yu lay down on the pile of corpses and slowly closed his eyes.

"Mengya, let's see if any of us are still alive, if you can save one, it's one."

Zhao Mengya's eyebrows furrowed when she heard this, she didn't care about other people's lives or deaths, but now that she saw Qin Yu's injury so serious, where did she have the leisure to pay attention to others.

"But your hurt ............"

"Don't worry, you can't die, go ahead, it's an order."

“………… Be! ”

Zhao Mengya turned to leave and began to rummage through the corpses around her.

After some searching, I didn't find many of my own survivors, but many enemies lying on the ground and pretending to be dead were found.

As a result, one of them was naturally counted as one, and they were all stabbed to death by Zhao Mengya with a sword, and those who got up and wanted to run away were torn in two by the sword qi on the spot.

Moments later, all the survivors gathered.

Of the fifty-seven Qin cavalry, only three survived a big battle, and two of them survived because they were knocked out by the enemy with blunt weapons.

As for the ten killers who went to war? Many of them survived.

After all, this group of guys has also been taught by Qin Shou the Qin Emperor's Immortal Skill and Spirit Slaughtering Sword Technique, and all of them are masters of protracted battles.

In addition, his own cultivation is high, ten people participated in the battle, and only three died, but the other seven were also covered in bruises, and a few were even incomplete.

From the loot storage ring obtained earlier, take out the medicine and bandage the wound for a simple treatment.

A group of seriously injured people supported each other and struggled towards the fog.

At this time, the fog was gradually dispersing, and it was obvious that the formation had been closed.

Just as everyone was about to enter the fog, in the gradually thinning mist, a figure suddenly appeared and strode closer to this side.

Looking at the black shadow that came out of the white mist, Zhao Mengya, who was walking in the front guard, instantly raised her hand and signaled everyone to stop.

At the same time, with a flick of his arm, the dragon blood sword qi wrapped around his arm.

"What people!"