"Brothers, kill ......"

"Killing one is enough, killing two earns a ......"

"Boom ......"

A Xiaoguo Holy Guard looked at the endless stream of enemy troops in front of him, and roared a shot to sweep, slashing the seven enemy soldiers in front of him, killing two of them on the spot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Rushing forward, he killed six more people in a row, including two great monks.

This is the Xiaoguo Holy Guard, on the battlefield against opponents of the same realm, they can also fight three with one, or even ten with one.

"Wow ......"

That Xiaoguo Shengwei fiercely killed two great cultivators, more than 20 qi refining powerhouses, body refining masters, etc., and a sharp sword stabbed silently from the side, pierced through the ribs, and killed him on the spot.

Such a chaotic battle situation, such a dense enemy army, people are simply unable to guard against it.

It can be said that more than half of the battle-hardened Xiaoguo Holy Guards died under various cold arrows, hidden weapons and other means.

Of course, this is also the advantage of people in the rivers and lakes, which is understandable.

There are more than ten miles in size of the backer palace, the battlefield is constantly shrinking, the outer courtyard, the middle hall, the inner courtyard ......

When the sun rises......

The anti-Yang camp has advanced to the palace in the middle of the palace, which is the usual place where Yang Lin, the king of the mountain, usually retreats, and it is also the place where Yang Lin and the Twelve Taibao are now fighting fiercely.

At this time, there were only a few dozen people left in the Xiaoguo Holy Guard, mixed with Yang Lin's personal guards, plus their own super combat power and rich experience, they could only survive.

It was the Heavenly Dragon Guard, and at this time there were only more than 300 people left, all of them covered in blood, and most of them were injured.

"Boom ......"

A thin and thin figure fell from the sky, smashed into the ground as hard as iron, and smashed out of the huge human-shaped hole.

Sui Gong!

Murong Chengcheng, Jishi Monk and other seven people followed closely, looking at the old eunuch who had been silent, and only then did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, Sui Gong had dozens of red spots on his chest, obviously dying under his "Lotus Divine Needle" stunt.

Of course, this is the Murong clan's stunt...... The stars are changing, it is definitely not Sui Gong's suicide......

"Amitabha!"

The Jishi Monk Baoxiang solemnly announced a Buddha name, and the Jishi Buddha statue suspended above his head, the Buddha's light shone, and quickly healed himself and Murong Chengcheng and other six comrades-in-arms, as well as the injuries of the surrounding friendly troops.

Although Duke Sui is the predecessor of Father-in-law Qiu of Sui Immortal, he is also half a master, but his cultivation strength is a little worse than that of Duke Qiu. However, the Nine Peak Great Monks set up a siege and sacrificed two before they finally killed Sui Gong.

"Click......"

The sound of tooth-aching dense bones shattering, and the previous generation of water gods, who looked like a beautiful woman in her thirties, was knocked away by Yang Lin with a stick, and the blood sprayed wildly, and she died before she fell.

The Nine Palaces Killing Array, broken!

After all, Yang Lin, the king of the backer, led all the Taibao to break out of the formation, but there were only ten people left in the twelve Taibao, and two of them had already been killed in battle!

"Miss?!"

"Old Palace Master?!"

More than a dozen pleasant and shocked shouts sounded, and the disciples of the Shenshui Palace had red eyes and rushed to the last strength of the Backing Mountain Palace.

"The whole army obeyed the order and broke through...... Walk as much as you can!"

As soon as he came out, Yang Lin's eyes were red, and his luck was as high as a bell. After a pause, he quickly shouted:

"Unprecepted seniors, go ......"

"Dreadnought!"

As soon as Yang Lin's voice fell, he was burly and sturdy, and his face was as ruddy as an unprecepted monk in his prime, so he stubbornly withstood the attack of the Yuan Dao Master of the Longyuan Dao Pavilion, rushed out of the formation, stepped on the void, and fled at a speed like the wind, which made people a little dumbfounded.

Besieging the nine peak cultivators, they can only stare dryly, they can't catch up at all, and if a few people can catch up, they can't beat it!

The unprecepted monk was a famous place in the rivers and lakes a hundred years ago.

In terms of seniority, only Sui Gong can be compared, Yang Lin, Jishi Monk, and the previous generation of water gods are all juniors.

In terms of cultivation as strength, Sui Gong, who cultivated the "Lotus Treasure Book", is estimated to be slightly inferior. Fighting alone, no one in the anti-Yang camp is an opponent.

In the face of such an enemy, who would dare to chase after it themselves?!

The unprecepted monks walked very decisively, and the remaining ten dragon Taibao, more than 300 Qingtian Qi Dragon Guards, and more than 40 Xiaoguo Holy Guards were unheard, and they still frantically attacked the enemy, without any intention of evacuating or breaking through.

"The dragon travels in the world, water and fire are incompatible!"

Yang Lin strode forward, like a real dragon martial spirit, roared out, crushed a bloody path from the dense enemy formation, and then exploded continuously, blasting and killing hundreds of enemy soldiers, making the space difficult to fill in a short time, and the enemy did not dare to approach for a while.

"Let's go!"

Yang Lin shouted like a thunderstorm again, and nearly half of the Qiulong Taibao, the personal guards and the holy guards were still unheard, but most of them looked at Yang Lin.

The meaning is not difficult to guess, Yang Lin does not leave, and they do not leave.

Yang Lin frowned, a little moved, a little relieved, a little anxious, and a little ashamed......

He really stayed in the Western Capital with the heart of death, and these people can hold on to the present, and there is no doubt about their loyalty and strength.

Why was he embarrassed to let them be buried with him?!

However, if they don't leave, Yang Lin can't help it, can't he drive it away?

On the other hand, after all, they are the remnants of the previous dynasty, and the more loyal they become, the less dislike they will become......

"Formation!"

The three immortals of the Great Sui, one escaped and two died, but it made those peak monks take time out.

Even the three immortals can deal with it, but they can't deal with the new immortal Yang Lin, the backer king?

The anti-Yang camp quickly selected twenty-seven peak great cultivators, including the immortal assistance of the Jishi Divine Monk, a total of twenty-eight.

With nine people as a unit, three units in the direction of three talents, blockading the surroundings of Yang Lin.

"The world is reversed!"

The peak great monk made a move, and the power was far superior to the others, and with a wave of his hand, Murong Chengcheng took over more than 20 attacks such as Qiulong Taibao and Xiaoguo Holy Guard, most of which were great monks.

One turn......

More than two dozen attacks, all poured back, and bombarded their respective "masters"!

It is equivalent to Murong Chengcheng waving his hand, sending out more than 20 attacks that can threaten the target, and the power can be imagined.

"Eight-tone Requiem!"

Jiuxiao Ancestor's attack was even more bizarre, and the sound of the flute that made people's teeth sore kept drilling into everyone's brains, making their minds confused, and some of them died inexplicably, unable to see the fatal injuries, and didn't even know how they died.

In less than half an hour, the remaining nearly 400 people in the backer king's mansion were slaughtered......

"Humph!"

Yang Lin, who was wearing a cloak and dancing wildly with a dragon stick in his hand, suddenly snorted, and blood spilled from seven holes.

The battle between the strong is between the smallest of the second.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

"Poof, poof, poof......"

A sword, two palms, and a crutch fell by a fraction of a millimeter and hit the weird stunned Yang Lin......

Fought on the battlefield for decades, suppressed countless beacon fires, went through the three dynasties of the Great Sui, resisted the "Sunset Great Sui" so far, shocked the world, and was famous as the backer king of ancient and modern times......

Fall!

"Huh?!"

The anti-Yang camp that was densely packed around, and the magma-like restless atmosphere was stagnant, and they were a little stunned, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just, who killed Yang Lin?!

The stakes are so high that we can't let it!

Something happened tonight, the update has dragged on until now, and it's been slow for more than half an hour, I'm sorry. (To be continued.) )