The sound of the piano kills and kills, full of the meaning of a hundred battles in all armies.

Smelling it makes people's hearts boil, and there is an urge to pick up a knife and go to the battlefield to cut people.

Chu Ci stared in the direction where the sound of the piano came from and pondered for a moment.

"Xiaobai, go."

As the words fell, Xiao Bai Liuyi fanned violently, rolled the clouds and mist, and went straight to the depths of the mist with Chu Ci.

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Ten miles of Meiwu, the refreshing fragrance of flowers is mixed with a strong bloody atmosphere.

Su Yuchen, who was temporarily blocking the march of tens of thousands of troops with the power of one person, frowned at this moment, and his ears moved slightly.

Because, Meng Po and the others, who had already withdrawn, retreated back at this time, and there were more than 100 people who had previously retreated to Liuyunju, but now there are less than 70 left, and as for the rest, they all died in front of Liuyunju.

"What's going on?"

The sound of the piano in Su Yuchen's hand stopped, and the iron cavalry charge of the Ying army was also blocked.

"Liuyunju can't get in."

This also means that all the retreats of Meihuawu have been blocked.

There is no other way than to fight to the death and break through the entrance and exit of the dark river.

Meng Po stood beside Su Yuchen with a knife, looking at the Yingjun who was reorganizing the charging array in front of her, her emotions did not fluctuate at all, and she had already looked down on life and death for many years as a killer.

In front of the 10,000-strong army array, the vanguard rushed to kill again, and the monsters and puppets of the Dengxian Tower in the rear also approached, as well as the black-armored sergeants who quickly shrank the encirclement.

In such a decisive situation, the people of the Hades Palace are already unavoidable.

Su Yuchen paused for a moment and stood up, and the gaseous guqin on that side dispersed.

"The sons and daughters of my generation will die when they die."

"However, Qingguo is a country of righteous people, and the Queen Mother of Qingwang has the wish of a righteous man of Qingguo, and she must not die here."

"The people of Hades obey the order."

Su Yuchen's words fell lightly.

"Her Royal Highness the Queen Mother, fight your way out."

"Kill!"

Of the more than seventy killers of the Hades Palace, none of them had fear on their faces.

Qing Ya looked at these people, frowned, twitched at her waist, a soft sword in her hand, and her gentle little face revealed awe-inspiring murderous intent.

"Qingya, I am willing to go to life and death with you."

The sound of horses' hooves, the noise is loud.

The sound of shouting and killing on the battlefield also rose at this moment.

Whether it was the white ghost's black dragon iron cavalry or Jiang Yue's hundred battles border army, they all rushed towards the people in the Hades Hall in the center.

It was also at this moment that Su Yuchen raised his hand slightly and untied the green silk belt that bound his eyes.

Under the green silk belt, there were a pair of inky black eyes, both the pupils and the whites of the eyes, all of which were deep and bottomless ink.

Fingertips, tossing the wind.

Airplanes...!

Nothingness is the harp, and the wind is the string.

"Hyakki, night walking."

As Su Yuchen's words fell, the wind of this ten-mile Meiwu was hoarse and terrifying, like ten thousand ghosts coming to the world.

In an instant, a large number of black dragons rode off their horses, and the faces of each of them were filled with extreme fear, and the moment the piano sounded, they felt that they were surrounded by boundless evil spirits, all of whom had died under their butcher's knives, asking for their lives.

The moment the piano sounds.

Meng Po's figure also rushed out at the same time, and more than 70 killers followed behind her.

Like a sharp arrow, piercing into the formation of this great victory.

Meng Po didn't care about the consumption of strength at all, and the wind slashed five times one after another, and under Meng Po's seven-foot wind slash, a gap was suddenly cut out, and the rest of the people rushed to kill.

It was also at this moment that the place behind the military formation suddenly became chaotic.

I saw a body half a foot high, with no half of flesh and blood left in the body, and even the head was a skull, only the pair of hollow eye sockets burned like flames with a raging red light.

From the body of this demon body alone, there is no trace of Lan Shuo's past.

Lan Shuo rampaged through the military formation with a demon body, responding to the breakthrough of Meng Po and others, and at the same time looking for Bai Xiaoran.

Bai Xiaoran, who had fought against Lan Shuo before, had already chosen to run away in order to save his life after discovering that he was invincible to Lan Shuo after the demonization, and returned to the side of the white ghost at this time, staring at the demon body of Lan Shuo at the rear of the military formation.

"Brother, after this guy is alienated, he actually retains his senses, which is completely different from what he encountered before, and under the skyrocketing strength, I am temporarily invincible."

Bai Xiaoran's face turned pale, and his breath was obviously unstable.

"No hindrance, no matter how strong you are, you will eventually be buried in the army."

The white ghost said in a condensed voice.

But when he said this, he was obviously a little unconfident.

The point of unconfidence comes from two points.

First, the entrance of the plum blossom dock will change every quarter of an hour, which means that the tens of thousands of people who marched in at the beginning of a quarter of an hour are all the troops.

As for the rest of the troops, they could only wait in the fog outside the dock.

Second, since the news of the collapse of the First Emperor, the world of Kyushu has changed too much.

This kind of change is not only the re-establishment of the royal courts of the old lands of various countries, and the return of the world to the pattern of the Warring States, but also the qi between heaven and earth, so that the strength of the entire martial arts is increasing day by day, and it is also the emergence of a new division of the fourth realm of the martial arts of the Seven Heavens of the Extreme Dao.

In the past, no matter how strong the Extreme Dao Grandmaster was, it was impossible for him to fight a thousand armies alone.

But now.

Even this person slaughtering white ghosts is hard to say.

Looking towards the center of the battle circle, the people in the Hades Hall have been completely surrounded in the center of the battle circle, and at present, it is basically impossible to break through.

At most, half an hour later, these people will be buried under the iron hooves of the army.

"Brother Bai, this monster is rushing indiscriminately in the rear army's array, and I am afraid that something will change, so I will leave it to me."

Jiang Yue, who was straddling the horse side by side with the white ghost, also looked at the Lan Shuo demon body in the chaotic formation of the rear army, and said in a condensed voice.

Hearing this, the white ghost frowned.

The strength of this demon body was close to the Fifth Heavenly Realm, and even his brother Bai Xiaoran had no way to break through the Extreme Dao Fourth Heavenly Queen.

Only by relying on the soldiers to spare their lives, the army besieged and killed them.

What is the way this Jiang Yue has?!

"Ah Yi."

Jiang Yue let out a loud voice.

On his side, a young man riding a white horse came out lazily, and this young man had been following behind Jiang Yue, inconspicuous.

"Got it."

I saw that the young man on the white horse stretched his waist, patted the horse's back, and kicked into the wind, and there was a tall knife box on his back.

In an instant, the knife box was opened.

Nine long and short knives of different styles flew out in unison, hovering around him, and this young man was able to lead the knife with Qi.

"The peerless learning of the sword king Taihe, the sword technique."

Bai Xiaoran looked at the nine flying knives that spiraled up, his brows furrowed, obviously recognizing what kind of path this was, and said in a condensed voice.

The sword king Taihe, a long-standing name.

As early as 20 years ago, it disappeared, and its single-handed sword technique was the world's most powerful sword, and it was lost in the rivers and lakes, and how many swordsmen sighed for it, but they didn't expect it to reappear in the world in the hands of such a young man today.

"Go."

The young man raised his hand and pointed at the nine flying knives around his body, and rushed towards the Lan Shuo Demon Body at the rear of the military formation.

Lan Shuo's demon body, which was originally slaughtering wildly, instantly surrounded it in place with nine flying knives, staggered and slashed, sparks flew everywhere, and in an instant, it left a hundred knife marks on its white bone demon body.

The formation of the army also changed at this moment, and the soldiers retreated one after another, no longer fighting in close combat, but choosing to fire with bows and crossbows.

Lan Shuo wanted to rush and kill the soldiers, but he was blocked by the nine flying knives, no matter which direction he rushed, the nine knives would stop him, and Lan Shuo couldn't find the knife owner, so he could only take the knife empty, and roared angrily.

And at the same time.

The center of the military circle.

Qingya, Meng Zhenzhen, Su Yuchen, there are fewer and fewer people around them, and the more than 70 people who rushed into the military formation together are now only more than 30 people, and they are all injured.

Su Yuchen's breath was even more unstable, he made several songs before and after, and the seemingly simple sound of the piano was to cover the formation of tens of thousands of troops, and for his own body, the loss was extremely large, and at this time, ninety percent of the strength in his body had been exhausted, and he was almost empty.

Meng Zhenzhen's clothes were stained with blood, he held a wind slash in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he glanced at the screaming and rushing up around him.

"When the sky is frightened, the spirit is angry, and the wilderness is abandoned."

Qing Yawang's blood was bloody, and his eyebrows were calm.

She was just a little sorry that she still didn't see him in the end.

Suddenly.

The wind is howling.

Ten miles of plum wood, all the plum trees, the wind moved in an instant, as if it was called, the branches of plum blossoms, such as the long river, circling and flying, nine days up.

What's going on?!

Regardless of friend or foe, subconsciously, everyone is looking up to the sky.

In the center of this ten-mile Meiwu, there is a figure, dancing in the wind, standing in the air, countless plum petals, converging towards it, condensing into a circle and a circle of flowers around it.

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PS: It's the last day of the end of the month.,Brothers who have a monthly pass vote.,Otherwise, it's refreshed and invalid.,Recently, the mentality has collapsed a bit.。

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