Outside the ancient city, in the sky not far away, Duobao Fat Man and Han Lei had already found this place with the thick bloody aura and almost the actual killing intent.

The two of them already had some strange and strange methods, plus the monks of the dark realm, almost all gathered in this ancient city, and the two of them traveled all the way, but no trace was found.

Han Lei and Duobao Fat Man hid under the rags and looked at the ancient city, and both of them couldn't help but shiver.

Looking down at the ancient city from the perspective of the two of them, everywhere they looked, it was all blood red, and before the snow could fall on the ground, it had been dyed red by the blood mist that sometimes erupted in mid-air.

On that long blood-red street, there was a lonely figure that stood out.

This person holds the wheel in his left hand and the pen in his right hand, fighting all the heroes, the divine power is mighty, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, and the killing intent soars to the sky almost dispelling the gloomy clouds and mist in the sky.

Although every step is extremely difficult, but every step, but every step, but also extremely firm, head high, never a little fear, a trace of retreat.

The white shirt on this person's body was almost invisible, and his black hair was also soaked in scarlet blood, many of which were glued together and stuck to his cheeks.

This person looked so embarrassed, without a bit of elegant and chic posture, but Han Lei and Duobao Fat Man, who saw this scene, felt a kind of tragedy and heroism.

Goosebumps rose from both of them, and this long-lost blood boiled, and the urge to kill and fight alongside that man came to their minds, and it was almost difficult to suppress.

In the vast world, heavy snow is falling, in the ancient city of Sensen, corpses are everywhere, and on the long street, blood flows like a river.

That arrogant and unyielding figure seems to be fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with tens of millions of people, fighting bloody, exuding a peerless edge that cannot be bullied and bullied!

That is the edge that belongs to the sword god, reflecting the eternity, incorruptible and immortal!

"Let's go down and help!" Han Lei couldn't control it a little and said in a low voice.

The fat man was startled, sobered up instantly, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Cold, calm down!" Our task is to rescue Xiao Sijun, don't waste it here." ”

Duobao Fat Man squinted his little eyes and calmly analyzed: "Although Lin Yi looks quite miserable now, as long as Xiao Sijun is rescued by us, Lin Yi can leave at any time and turn passive into active." If we rush down, we can help him resist for a while, but it won't be of much use. ”

Han Lei was silent for a while before he nodded and said, "Fatty, you're right. Either you don't do it, or if you want to do it, you will give them a salary from the bottom of the kettle! Rescue Xiao Sijun, and let's kill it again!"

"That's the truth. The fat man nodded.

After half a ring, the two of them did not move, and they were still hiding in mid-air and looking at the lonely figure in the ancient city.

"Fatty, do you know where Xiao Sijun is?"

"Ahem, I, how do I know. ”

"That's a!"

“......”

"Let's go, go and find it, I guess it's near this ancient city, let's search carefully." ”

In the ancient city, no one noticed that at this time, two sneaky figures had just passed over their heads.

......

The two-kilometer long street, Lin Yi has already crossed 1,500 meters.

With a distance of five hundred meters left, Lin Yi could even vaguely see the figures of Chao Ying and the four of them in the swaying figures.

But for the rest of the distance, Lin Yi walked extremely hard.

More than half of the tens of thousands of realm kings have been killed or wounded.

And Lin Yi's physical strength is not much left, and although he is still strong and aggressive now, he has lost his initial fierceness.

The blood on the long street still had a hint of warmth, and it didn't freeze immediately, but it became a little sticky in this cold weather.

Lin Yi walked on the long street, as if he had flowed through a blood-colored mire, and with every step he took, a blood mark would appear in the same place.

Lin Yi didn't need to look around at the monks who were assassinated at close range, or the weapons that approached quietly, with the almost incomprehensible spiritual sense of the sword technique, Lin Yi could resolve the crisis again and again.

However, there will be a time when manpower will be exhausted.

It took too much mental energy to be consumed in the crypt, even if it was forcibly suppressed by Lin Yi before, it was inevitable to break out in this cruel and fierce battle.

Lin Yi could clearly feel that a wave of weakness welled up in his heart, and he even felt dizzy.

From the noon battle to the present, it is getting late.

In just a distance of 1,500 meters, Lin Yi walked for nearly three hours!

If it weren't for the continuous use of the Dunjia talisman carved in advance to shoot on his body, Lin Yi would definitely not be able to hold on to it now.

But at this time, the last Dunjia talisman was also used by Lin Yi.

There is still a distance of 500 meters ahead, which seems to be close at hand, but it seems to be far away in the sky.

Lin Yi squinted his eyes and gasped heavily, not trying to hide the exhaustion on his face.

Lin Yi was waiting for Chao Ying and others to make a move.

If the four of them make a move at this time, Lin Yi is absolutely sure that he will kill the four of them on the long street with thunder!

But to Lin Yi's disappointment, the four still had no intention of making a move.

Even though Lin Yi's footsteps had staggered a little, and the light of the Dunjia on his body was no longer there, the four of them still tacitly chose to wait.

What Lin Yi didn't know was that the strongest assassination in history, although it was only a short period of ten breaths, left an indelible impression on the Curse King and others.

The four kings don't know if they will succeed if they make a move against Lin Yi now.

But they knew that if it took a while longer, Lin Yi's physical exertion would be greater, which would be more beneficial to them.

The four kings stood side by side, coldly looking at the murderous figure on the long street, although his face was silent, but there was a chill in his heart.

Such a realm king, if it weren't for this Falling God, if he wasn't in a bad state before, if he hadn't used the lives of these tens of thousands of Eight Tribulation Realm Kings and Nine Tribulation Realm Kings to pile up, who would have been able to kill him?

If it weren't for Lin Sijun in their hands, if this person wanted to leave, he could leave at any time, who could stop him?

On Long Street, the killing continues.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the Dunjia on Lin Yi's body finally couldn't support it and shattered with a bang.

Originally, the remaining monks were almost killed by Lin Yi, but when they heard this voice, the entire ancient city was strangely silent for a moment.

"Kill!"

The next moment, without the order of the four kings, the remaining realm kings roared in unison and launched a stormy attack on Lin Yi again.

"Poof!poof!"

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, broken weapons splattered everywhere, and when one figure fell, another monk would fill it.

At this moment, the monks from various interfaces in the ancient city had even forgotten their original intention of killing Lin Yi, and their minds were completely occupied by the desire to kill.

In the words of the Three Realms, these people have already entered the demons.

Lin Yi was physically exhausted, and in the face of such a dense offensive, there were more and more wounds on his body.

But even so, Lin Yi still did not fall.

There have been countless times when many monks have believed that as long as they work harder, Lin Yi will definitely fall to the ground, but every time, they will be disappointed.

That person seems to be an invincible existence.

"Poof!"

At this moment, Lin Yi's knee was pierced by a dagger from an assassin in the dark world, and his big tendons were broken, and his blood flowed profusely.