Chapter Eighty-Six: A Fight to the Death
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At this time, the sky was already bright, and the harsh sunlight illuminated the blood and cruelty more clearly, making the two figures of Fox Jue and Mansi like two faint clouds of smoke, leaping in the sparse woods, among the ugly mountains and rocks, and in the noisy piles of people. Where are the novels updated the fastest? Please look for the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network
In the cold and glittering knife net, Ling Fox's lips tightened into a cruel arc, and the black dragon spear in his hand shot straight out like a long rainbow, and in the blink of an eye, several brothers who had just raised the horn scimitar in their hands screamed and fell out. And Mans followed closely behind Ling Hujue, the ghost thorn in his hand glowed with a strange cold light, and in the rush of copying, two more figures fell out before they had time to shout.
Countless people surrounded the image wave, waving their blades, flashing like streamers and cold electricity, and the figures were staggered, more like repetitive movements when the eyes were in a trance. Linghu Jue breathed slightly, his figure turned sharply like a spinning top, and shot up, the spear qi cut off the short branches and leaves around him, and a hazy grass mist swayed, and in the gap between the dust, there were six more big man-shaped corpses lying on the ground, all of them were pierced through the chest by guns, and blood continued to gush out along the broken blood hole.
As the vice-captain of Latin America, Valotti opened his bean-like eyes in horror under a low white tree, and his pupils revealed indescribable fear and horror, he never dreamed that the young man in front of him had such amazing potential, and even more amazing unyielding!
But horror to horror, Valotti still gritted his teeth and screamed, "Brothers, I have been slashed around, there are only two of them, and they are crushed to death. β
With his roar, more than a dozen figures roared and flew forward angrily, and they pounced like night owls, and the horn scimitar knife in his hand flashed with a cold light, so ruthless!
The sky was full of sword light as cold as ice, and what was colder than it was Ling Fox Jue's cold face, the snow-white shadow flashed, and he didn't see what was going on, "choking", five horn scimitars had flown into the air, and the owner of these knives seemed to be competing with his knife, howling, and also flew up later, but, with a mouthful of blood!
And Mans, who was following behind Linghu Jue, was not so lucky, facing the countless sword shadows around her, gritting her teeth, and swept obliquely, and the ghost thorn shining with black light in her hand was more like a magic blade from the Shura Temple, so terrifying and straight to the several big men in front of her! While the remnants of the enemy's roar were still lingering, Mansi felt a piercing pain coming from her ribs, and looked down to see that a shining scimitar swept across her left rib with a strong wind.
Manss snorted softly, her eyes became colder, and she shook her palm over the several big men who came up to her, and her feet were heavy, and they stepped firmly on the chest of the big man who had slashed her!
In the distance, Latin, who was already exhausted under Sisi's magic, shouted to this side, "Valotti, quickly call some brothers, kill the rest of the people lying there, so as not to pass the medicine, remember, don't touch that little girl of the Murong family." β
Valotti swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his muddy voice was already crying wolf, "Brothers of the first squadron, slaughter all those who are lying there panting for breath. β
With his roar, the hundreds of big men who had already bypassed the deep howl on the left side turned around and surrounded the people of the Murong family who were lying on the mountain road. In the sunlight, the blades in their hands flashed with a cold glow as cold as ice!
At this time, everyone lying on the mountain road, including Murong Shan, who has always been not too friendly to Linghu, was filled with a vast and surging emotion in their chests, looking at Linghu's lonely figure, Mansi's fluttering skirt corners, as if there were thousands of words to say, and infinite hearts to confide, but there were too many, too thick, in this instant, except for the tears that filled his eyes again, nothing could be expressed.
A knight of the Murong family looked at Ling Hu Jue who was rolling in the sword light, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, while admiring Ling Hu Jue's bravery, he also resented his incompetence at this time, his hands tightly grasped the ground, and his eyes revealed more than just emotion.
While Latin America resisted the magic, looking at the big man in Tsing Yi who had already surrounded the mountain road, Sisi sang anxiously and hurriedly, "O great goddess of light, please give me power, explode the ball of light." With the sound of chanting, it was like a substantial light magic element that hurriedly condensed in Sisi's chest, forming a huge ball of light. The little hand waved a few times, and the ball of light flew towards the crowd of Tsing Yi who surrounded it, and after a huge explosion, the severed limbs, mixed arms flew in the air, crying, shouting, echoing in the mountains and forests, and in the air, there was a pungent smell of burning......
"Fuck it. Seeing that the head of the brother who had followed him for many years had turned into a big rotten persimmon at this time, Weide gasped roughly, covered his chest and abdomen with his hand that had been injured by magic, and the beads of sweat the size of soybeans were dripping, and he stomped his feet fiercely and roared, "Scrape them alive for me." After he swung his scimitar, the rest of the people began to scream and rush again.
And here, the white clothes on Ling Hujue's body are red with blood at the moment, some of them are his own, but more of them are the enemy's. With a slanted gaze, there was already a group of thieves rushing towards the mountain road. His sideburns and eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his figure rushed up incredibly, twisting in mid-air, and rushing towards the thieves on the mountain road.
Walotti under his feet saw it in his eyes and was shocked in his heart, "God, what kind of body is this? How did you get to this point so quickly? Will this be the realm that a person's strength and talent can reach." β
"It's not that easy. A figure suddenly jumped up, and the scimitar in his hand was pointing at Ling Fox's lower abdomen! He only wanted to break up the mountain road, but in a hurry, he didn't want to delay time by dodging, so he suddenly grabbed the scimitar, and before the huge pain of the blade cutting his palm came, the black dragon spear in his hand pierced through the chest and abdomen of the sneak attacker, and then shook it away lightly.
Ling Hu Jue had just swept a white tree, and suddenly, a muffled snort came from behind him, an unusually familiar voice. "Mans," Ling Fox's heart tightened. The current situation is very clear: if he wants to return to help Mans, then I am afraid that there will be a delay for a while, and the rest of the people on the mountain road will be in danger. "Sisi, you can hold on again. The thought turned in his mind, Ling Hu Jue had already made a decision, his body did not stop, but he reflected forward, and threw ten shots like lightning, at the moment when he withdrew his hand and hugged Man who was falling softly, he already felt a piercing pain in his left leg, and his gun was also stabbed heavily on that person, without looking closely, but he knew that he had recovered the price!
"Mans, how are you?" Ling Fox Jue lowered his head and screamed rapidly, and as soon as he dropped his head, he grabbed Mans with his arm crooked, and the whole person rose into the sky like an angry arrow. Several figures swayed, and several scimitars slashed into the air, causing the whole fox to spin like a whirlwind in the air, and the scimitars grazed the outside of his thighs, and in this insignificant gap, the tip of the spear had completely smashed into the lower abdomen of one of them!
Without the slightest pause, Ling Fox tapped a dwarf tree on his side on his tiptoes, and flew towards the mountain road, "Scatter arrows of qi, shoot." With Ling Hu Jue's soft chanting, countless white air arrows appeared behind Ling Hu Jue, as if countless flying locusts were stabbing from the thieves behind him, so dense and so urgent.
Taking advantage of the panic of the people behind him, Ling Hu endured the numbness on his thighs and under his left ribs, and a few quick leaps had already swept over the heads of the thieves on the mountain road, and suddenly stood in the center of the mountain road, slowly turning around. His tattered clothes fluttered in the wind, lining his face covered with blood stains, like a post-mortem warrior who broke through an ambush on all sides alone, or like a lonely hunter who was too tired after fighting with demonic beasts. That momentum, that charm, deeply shocked every enemy and friend in front of and behind him.
Mans, who was caught in the crook of his arm, had also woken up leisurely at this time, opened her eyes with difficulty, and said weakly, "Gong-son, put -me down, I-'m fine." β
Ling Hu Jue bent down, gently put Manss behind him, and said with a gentle but firm gaze, "Mans, it's okay." β
Manses nodded weakly, if she hadn't seen the opportunity earlier, the wound on her shoulder, which was about 2o centimeters long, would have taken her life. Ling Hu Jue looked at the scarlet blood stains on his water-white dress, and his heart tingled, for Mans, he had a kind of sympathy and pity from the heart. He nodded firmly, and there was a clear glow on his bloodstained face.
"Ahh Lamei in the hollow of the mountain finally overdrew too much mana, and fell down with a scream, and Sisi also fell on Ling Hujue's shoulder with a tired face, and her body was trembling slightly. In fact, it is not difficult to deal with one Latin American, but it is difficult to find time to stop hundreds of thieves from rushing up the mountain road.
Looking up at Sisi, who had a tired face, there was a sudden sour feeling in the fox's nasal cavity, and he smiled and said, "Sisi, is it okay?"
Sisi had a stubborn look on his somewhat pale little face, and nodded vigorously as if he refused to admit defeat, "I'm fine, Brother Ah Jue." β
Ling Hu Jue smiled freely, turned his head, his expression completely changed again, and he looked coldly at the thieves in front of him who were shocked by his momentum, his expression was haggard, and he had a domineering spirit that was not angry but powerful. At this time, most of the thieves in green clothes standing in front of him were stained with blood, or their clothes were disheveled, their heads were scattered, or their faces were pale, their eyes were distracted, and their bloodshot eyes stared at Ling Hujie standing in front of them in fear, for them, the young man in front of them was as terrible as the elf on his shoulder.
The thieves on the other side also rushed up, looking at the big men who did not dare to take a half step forward because of fear, Valati's eyes were red, and he snorted his throat and said angrily, "Brothers, what are you doing stupidly, shoulder to shoulder." After speaking, his body was short and slanting, and the scimitar in his hand swept an extremely tricky arc, slashing towards Ling Hujue. The thieves who followed him broke off in unison, and the snow-bright blades slashed frantically from all directions like rain and forests.
"Sisi, take care of Mans. Ling Hu Jue calmly said to Sisi, who had already flown into the air again. With an incredible degree of penetration, the guns are like a landslide and a river, the hanging waterfall is spreading, the thieves in green clothes are invincible, and they fall down one after another like the wind blowing wheat waves, spurting blood, throwing weapons, and the miserable howls and angry shouts are chaotic!
Suddenly, a thunderbolt-like roar came from both sides, and the squadron leader Valotti and Weide Falcon suddenly fell, and the scimitar in his hand slipped with a trace of the tail of the ruler, and under the stretching and contraction, it came back like a *.
Linghu, who was under siege, had no composure at the beginning, and the wounds on his body were even more painful, but he couldn't retreat, let alone dodge, because there were dozens of his dearest brothers behind him. With a strong breath of true qi, the gun qi in his hand was scattered in a series of shots, horizontal, vertical, frontal, and skewed. When nearly ten figures screamed wildly and fell away, there were a few more deep knife marks on Ling Hujue's body.
The soles of his feet staggered, causing the fox to clench his teeth and turn sideways again. The three loud "bangs" were connected into a string, and several men in Tsing Yi who wanted to cross the Linghu Jue Dynasty to attack Xiusi and the others had their heads split and blood splashed, and their corpses were dead!
Linghu had never been so anxious as he was today, even if he was besieged by the heavy Cortroux cavalry outside the city of Crow, it would not cause him the slightest nervousness and panic, but at this moment, he had tasted it all, comprehended it all, tasted bitterness, and realized bitterness...... For at all times before, there were brothers who fought with him, but now he fought for his own brothers. "Can't be returned. Ling Hu Jue spread his head, suddenly turned sideways, and a puff of blood spilled from the air along his upturned figure. White as blood!!!!
"Boss. Xiusi and the others, who had been paying attention to Ling Huju, finally couldn't help it, and roared in unison, the voice was as sad as a nightingale's cry of blood, and as sad as a ghost. Just two words, but how much gratitude, how much guilt, how much unbearable. Brothers, originally life and death are shared, and blessings and misfortunes are the same.
Linghu in the crowd seemed to hear the shouts of Xiusi and the others, and subconsciously turned his head, with a sad smile on his bloody face, the corners of his mouth, the twitching muscles and the teeth sunken in his lips outlined a moving picture. Hughes and the others cried, for this smile, for this painting.
Cole kept pounding the bluestone beside him as if he had lost his mind, crying, "Boss, boss." Blood flowed down the sharp stone corners, but as if he didn't know the pain, he thrashed harder.
Xiusi tried his best to gather his true qi, but the paralyzed nerves still felt soft for a while. Looking at the blood stains in Cole's hands, he seemed to remember something, and his honest face showed an awe-inspiring look. Gently pulled out the hunting knife on his side and stabbed it fiercely into his thigh, a huge pain stimulated the paralyzed nerves, and the weakened true qi began to move. "It really works. Hughes was ecstatic, and the hunting knife in his hand stabbed more quickly and violently at all parts of his body. One knife, two knives, three knives
Cole and the others seemed to understand something, and they all drew out the blades around them, and stabbed them without mercy, or even more cruelly, as if they were not stabbing themselves, but enemies. If it weren't for the splatters of blood and the beads of sweat on his forehead, no one would have believed it was real.
The cavalry of the Hurricane Battalion lying around them were stunned, they didn't understand why this group of people was abusing themselves. Murong Yi was even more shocked, "What's wrong with these people, are they crazy? β
Murong Yi's question was immediately answered, in the blood mist, covered in blood, Xiusi, who had already stabbed himself beyond count, stood up, in the frightened eyes of everyone, his face was awe-inspiring, like a lone warrior who survived alone after a bloody battlefield, that murderous aura, that fighting spirit, that fighting spirit, has been detached from the worldly concept, at this moment, he is not like a person, but more like an unyielding war spirit.
Immediately afterwards, Cole stood up, Ciro stood up, and Tuppon stood upβall 26 of them stood up, without words, without movement, but with their eyes, with a look of reverence. At this moment, they have become real blood eagles, demon dogs. Almost unanimously lifted, and roared in the slightest, "Boss, we're here." β
Ling Hu Jue, who had already killed the temperament, and the enemies around him all turned their heads when they heard the sound, and they all looked at one of the most memorable scenes in their lives, 26 bloody people rushed down with a degree that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, the wind was howling, and the trees were swaying, as if they were all deeply afraid of this murderous aura. Linghu laughed because he saw his brother, and the thieves in Tsing Yi cowered because they saw a group of deaths.
For a moment, people were rushing and flying, blood and flesh were splashing and splitting, wails were heard in the air, a sound seemed to tear people's eardrums, this was a living picture of hell, a real slaughterhouse!
Valotti's face suddenly turned gray, his Adam's apple fluctuated irregularly, and his eyes showed deep fear, "God, this is a human being, it's death at all." "Hit a spirit, stomp his foot hard, and quickly escaped backwards,
Then a frightened voice shouted, "The squadron leader has run away!" and then there was an uproar all around, and so fast, countless figures were like rolling soup and snow, and in the blink of an eye they had completely scurried into the trees and grass. At this time, there is no need for any horn sound, in the mountains and forests, on the grass and trees, there are thieves scurrying everywhere, screaming and howling ghosts are endless, and in an instant, the entire Puling slope is full of people in Tsing Yi who are fleeing for their lives.
At this time, in a stone pile on the top of the slope, there was also a cold shadow flashing like light smoke, leaving a few muttered words in the air, "I will remember you, hunter, blood eagle, demon dog." β
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