Chapter 143: Death Doesn't Betray

"I'll go see for myself, Blaze, you continue to lead the team forward, don't stop. "Qi Beidao.

"Yes, sir. Huo Lie nodded, he knew that what Qi Bei decided would not be defeated, and besides, Qi Bei's strength was here, coupled with the cold wind like ice cubes, there would be no problem.

Qi Bei quickly found the place where the Yi 181st Battalion had an accident, feeling the residual energy fluctuations in the air, he raised his eyebrows, so violent fighting qi fluctuations, the other party had at least one Wang Pin peak warrior.

"Master, looking at the horseshoe prints around, I'm afraid that Yi Eighteen's battalion will be surrounded by two thousand to three thousand men and horses, but there should be no fierce fighting between the two sides. Thirteen's voice sounded in Qi Bei's ears.

"Also, Yi XVIII left a trace scent. Xiao Jiu added.

"Let's go, Young Master Ben wants to see which way the great god moved my people. Qi Bei said lightly.

Immediately, Qi Bei chased and traced the smell all the way away, and Leng hung far behind with the wind.

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Yi Eighteen was hung in a tent, his body was whipped open by a bone whip stained with salt water, but his eyes did not blink, as if the whip was not on his body, but on wood.

"Tell me, who sent you? The tortured bandit panted, and asked sharply Yi Eighteen licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and did not speak, but looked at the bandit with a cold gaze, and the bandit felt cold in his heart.

"Look, the uncle told you to see, and the uncle dug out your dog eyes first. The bandit was so angry that he pulled out a dagger and wanted to stab Yi XVIII in the eyes.

"Stop. At this moment, a fighting spirit was whipped like a whip.

The bandit screamed, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground, and when he turned his head, he saw the female leader wearing a ghost mask, and he suddenly didn't dare to breathe.

"Chief, this guy is a hard bone, he doesn't soak in oil and salt, he has used all kinds of means, he doesn't even snort, and he doesn't know if it's human. A leader-like man spoke.

The Wind Witch waved her hand, directly pulled over a chair and sat down, staring at Yi Eighteen with a pair of exposed eyes, and said, "You used to be a member of the Blade Army of the Saint Anna Alliance, and you should have received special training, so you are not afraid of being punished." ”

Yi Eighteen still didn't speak, he had a tattoo of the blade army on his arm, although it was scratched, but people with a heart could still see it, but he was no longer there, he had a new pursuit and goal.

"You are a hard bone, it doesn't mean that your subordinates are all of you, you are not afraid of death, do you want to watch your subordinates die miserably?" said the Wind Witch, some hoarse voices were full of strange bewitchment, and some of them were a little weaker, I am afraid that they would be led away by her nose immediately.

Yi Eighteen was silent, his eyes like poisonous snakes staring coldly at the Wind Witch.

"Bring one. The Wind Witch was not angry, but commanded lightly.

Soon, a Dragon Army soldier was taken to the camp.

It was a young man, who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, and looked a little thin, but his gaze was very calm, and there was no look of panic.

The two looked at each other, but there was an indescribable tacit understanding.

When Yi 18 was in the Blade Army, he didn't have this tacit understanding with his companions, and he seemed to see through what the other party was thinking at a glance.

The Wind Witch suddenly waved her hand, and her cyan fighting spirit flashed, and a piece of skin and flesh on the arm of the Divine Dragon Army soldier was slashed off, and blood suddenly flowed all over his arm.

The soldiers of the Divine Dragon Army frowned, and they didn't even snort.

"Well, it seems that they are all hard bones, and the old lady likes to gnaw hard bones the most. The Wind Witch laughed, and a few more flashes of fighting energy flashed, and pieces of flesh and skin were slashed from the Dragon Army soldier's body.

"There is a punishment called a thousand cuts, which is to cut off a thousand pieces of flesh from a man, and let that person hang his breath and watch his flesh pile up in front of him into a mountain. The Wind Witch said with a smile as she waved her fighting spirit.

After shaving dozens of pieces of flesh and skin, this Divine Dragon Army soldier no longer had a piece of good meat on his body except for his head intact, and he completely turned into a bloody man.

However, he turned out to be the same as Yi Eighteen, but he didn't snort, but his face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't stand firmly.

At this time, the Wind Witch stopped, looking at this Divine Dragon Army soldier with some surprise, it was really terrifying willpower, Yi Eighteen had such a will, it was easy to understand, how could his soldiers have such a tenacious will?

"You're not afraid of death?" the Tempest Witch asked the Dragon Army soldier.

"Ha, even if you cut me into a skeleton, my roe deer snorted and it was a bad seed. The Dragon Army soldier spoke weakly, as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Take it down and bandage it, don't let him die, bring another one, the old lady won't believe it, everyone can bear it." The Tempest Witch said.

Not long after, another soldier of the Divine Dragon Army was brought over, this is a strong man of the Tiger Clan.

"The pain on ** is nothing, just a kind of soul torture. "The Tempest Witch is a tiger man at first sight, and the tiger man is a warrior who can fight well and has first-class physical fitness among the orc clan, but the orc soul is naturally weak.

The Wind Witch took out a strangely shaped headband and buckled it directly on the orc, and suddenly, the headband flashed a faint black glow.

"Ah......h

The exposed muscles, the shaking muscles, and the distorted face all showed that he was in extreme pain at this time.

"All you have to do is say his name, and your pain will be relieved immediately. The Tempest Witch's slightly hoarse voice seduced, her demands were very low, and that was also her cleverness, as long as she opened a small gap, she would win.

"Tell me about your mother, ah...... Lao Tzu will not betray his brother if he dies......" The tiger soldier roared loudly, the tiny blood vessels in his pupils had burst, and blood seeped down the corners of his eyes.

Yi Eighteen, who has always been like a piece of wood, was moved, and he would not betray his brother when he died! This sentence hit the shadow in his heart.

At the beginning, when he was in the Blade Army, he did not betray his brother, but his brother betrayed him, which has always been a scar in his heart.

A large part of the reason for joining the Divine Dragon Army is that he has seen the true brotherhood between the backbone of the Divine Dragon Army, the Black Armor Army, a kind of trust that can give his life to each other.

Now, he has also obtained it, he is satisfied, and the scar in his heart has completely fallen off.

"Roar ......" the tiger soldier roared wildly, and his soul seemed to burst.

At this time, the Wind Witch waved her hand and removed the soul headband on his head, and a little frustration welled up in her heart that had not appeared for a long time.

What kind of faith can make this group of people fearless of life and death, and even laugh at torture?

What kind of affection can make them value their brother more than their life?

The Wind Witch's mood suddenly fell a little, and she suddenly said lightly, "Let them go." ”

"Chief, this ......," the leader snapped.

The Wind Witch's gaze swept over, and the leader suddenly felt a chill in his heart and nodded hurriedly.

But at this moment, there were suddenly several loud noises outside the tent, and violent energy fluctuations came.

At the same time, screams resounded through the night sky.

The Wind Witch's eyes were cold, and she immediately rushed out of the tent, and saw a figure with a golden glow rushing towards her.

"Spare your life, the person you are looking for is here. One of the robbers in the man's hand begged for mercy with tears in his eyes.

"Die. The Wind Witch was murderous, and a fighting spirit directly cut the bandit's head into two sides.

Qi Bei casually threw the corpse in his hand, stared at the Wind Witch, and said coldly: "Where is my person?"

A cyan long sword appeared in the hand of the Wind Witch, looking at Qi Bei, this young man with a handsome face but two beards on his face, it was really a little strange to look at, but the murderous intent in his eyes was even stronger than hers.

This group of people who don't open their mouths are his men?

Thinking of the nest bandit she had just killed, her heart suddenly became unhappy again.

At this time, a heavy wave of earth rose around the camp, overturning and burying the bandits who rushed up, and several other strong men of the Tempest Bandit Group were entangled by a ghostly black-robed man.

In the distance, the Tempest Witch felt an even more powerful aura staring at her.

Qi Bei shook the black long sword in his hand and attacked the Wind Witch like lightning.

"Believe it or not, if you do it, all your arrogant men will die immediately. The Tempest Witch said motionlessly.

Qi Bei's sword tip froze in front of the Wind Witch's throat, and suddenly the tip of the sword went up, and the demon mask on the Wind Witch's face was suddenly picked up and flew up.

Her hair slid down like a waterfall, but when the Wind Witch turned her head, Qi Bei couldn't help but be stunned, because she was still wearing a thin layer of snow-white mask on her face.

"Do you want to see the true face of the old lady? Giggles, everyone who has seen the true face of the old lady is dead. The Wind Witch laughed wildly.

"You surrender, or die!" Qi Bei said coldly.

"If you do it, all your men will die. The Tempest Witch was a counter-threat.

Qi Bei's brows furrowed, he hated being threatened, especially by a woman.

The Wind Witch looked at Qi Bei fixedly, but suddenly, her pupils shrank, because the sword in Qi Bei's hand stabbed at her throat again without warning.

"You don't want the lives of your men?" the Wind Witch retreated sharply, and the cyan wings behind her shook and flew suddenly.

"Haha, threaten Young Master Ben, you are still a little tender, you lie and practice for a few more years before you come out to deceive people. Qi Bei laughed, and then shouted: "Ice cubes, kill her." ”

Suddenly, a frost burst up, and before the Wind Witch could react, a snow-white sword light pierced her chest.

(To be continued)