The black crow slowly walked forward in the crowd, he didn't know how many barbarians Lu Dao had killed, he didn't know how many brute blood spattered on him, the sprint group brothers who turned into green smoke, and more than ten brothers who were alive, including Ling Tian, surrounded the black crow in the center, there were less than 20,000 barbarians left, and there were only a few thousand of the 10,000 soldiers followed by our army, the battlefield was full of corpses, and the smell of blood spread with the wind.

The barbarian commander still had no intention of withdrawing his troops, and the war had lasted for two days and two nights, and at this time, it was already the dawn of the third day of the war. All the people on the battlefield, except for the undead of the sprint group summoned by the great master Sima Zuo Sadou, all showed a state of extreme exhaustion, and some of them couldn't even hold their weapons steadily.

When the first soldier fell to the ground due to exhaustion, the overstressed soldiers appeared one after another in the same situation, losing strength, sleepiness, fatigue, blood loss... But not a single person retreated, not a single person fled. Some people are even unconscious, waving their weapons like machines, whether they have touched their opponents or not, whether they can cut the enemy or not, they are still waving...

The black crow walked slowly towards the barbarian army leader who was surrounded by the remaining 10,000 barbarian tribes, and the barbarians who passed by and blocked the way were all intercepted and killed by the sprint group around the black crow. The barbarian commander had already discovered the black crow's movements, and couldn't help but be a little panicked, at this time, the concentration of the black aura around the black crow seemed to have reached a certain limit, and the barbarian soldiers contaminated with black gas had weak legs, and they didn't even have the strength to roar, so they knelt directly on the ground and let others slaughter them.

When they first fought, they could kill a brute with a single sword, and now they often have a weapon turned into green smoke hitting the brute, and it actually dissipated.

The two of them were also exhausted and crumbling, Sima Zuo's clothes were soaked with sweat, Ying Li's arm behind Sima Zuo's back trembled slightly, and the soft white light was already as weak as a candle flame blown by the wind, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

The black crow was getting closer and closer to the barbarian general, and he could clearly see the beads of sweat on the barbarian general's forehead trying to slide down, and he couldn't help but move backwards slowly. At this time, the barbarian army did not dare to fight with the sprint group around the crow, in their eyes, to fight hard is equivalent to sending them to death, this strange crowd is simply an invincible existence on the battlefield...

Closer, closer, and the entire army of barbarians began to slowly move towards the rear as a whole ... A hundred steps away, the black crow was only a hundred steps away from the barbarian general, he raised the big sword in his hand, threw it hard, and threw it straight to the chest of the barbarian general, the fear of the barbarian general at this time instantly exploded, and he howled loudly, and the barbarian soldiers gathered around him to resist the flying sword.

I saw that the big sword easily passed through the bodies of the barbarians, and did not even change the direction of its flight. The face of the barbarian commander turned pale, and he saw the big sword gradually enlarge in his pupils, but there was no chance to dodge...

The remaining barbarians began to flee in defeat, the banner of the barbarians was broken to the ground in the chaos, trampled under the feet of the defeated barbarians, the main general of the barbarians died, the big sword was plunged straight into his chest, and before he died, he howled miserably, and fell in the encirclement of the barbarians...

The black crow sat down on the ground with a smile, his strength had been exhausted, but he kept holding on until he threw out the sword that was at the bottom of the sword. All the soldiers of the sprint group also laughed along with Da Lu, and the rest of the entire our army began to laugh Da Lu, and the laughter broke through the sky.

"We... "They don't have the strength to pursue anymore... One by one, they fell to the ground on their knees or lying down, laughing madly, 10,000 against 30,000 people, fighting for three days, and they won!

Zhuge Xu, who was standing on the city tower, did not have the slightest expression of victory, his brows were tightly locked, and he quickly pinched his fingers and calculated...

On the horizon in the distance, shadows appeared, and the barbarians who had just fled gathered in the distance, and what was even more terrifying was that more shadows flashed on the horizon one after another.

It's the wolf ride... Dense wolf rides... The brute who tried to escape was bitten to death by the giant wolf, and then hollowed out his chest and abdomen, and ate the internal organs. No more barbarians were defeated and fled, and they gathered again. The giant wolf behind him howled chaotically, staring viciously at the thousands of soldiers still standing among the corpses in the battlefield.

On the bloody battlefield, the remaining thousands of people stopped laughing, the joy in their eyes turned to despair, their legs trembling, and they couldn't stand up. Fifty thousand wolf riders appeared in the distance, and behind them there was an army of 150,000 barbarians who were hurrying forward...

The black crow put away his laughter, put his right hand on the ground, supported it hard, stood up, and slowly walked to the barbarian general who was stabbed to death by the big sword, and the big sword he pulled out brought an arc of blood, and the long hair that was scattered also hung down with the buried head. Ling Tian saw his eyes, those red eyes full of crazy colors.

The more than ten people in the living sprint group did not have the slightest look of fear in their eyes, but were like black crows, their eyes full of madness.

"Brothers... You guys... Are you ready?" came the crow's demonic cold voice from the Nine Hells.

The giant wolf on the opposite side had disgusting saliva in its mouth and shook its long prickly hair. The barbarian cavalry clenched the battle axe in his hand and stared at the black crow standing in front of him.

"Together, let's die," the crow raised his head and flung his hair behind him, laughing maniacally. "Let them die together!"

The barbarian army launched a charge in an instant, and the overwhelming barbarian soldiers were like thunderclouds and tsunamis, and the sound of howling shook the earth and trembled.

The great master got up and grabbed all the rune paper, lit all the remaining tribute incense with the spontaneously combusting rune paper, inserted all the incense into the incense burner, and then fainted backwards.

The sprint group formed by the green smoke emitted blue flames, and the condensed bodies seemed to be stained with a strange color, becoming more solid, standing alive in front of Ling Tian's eyes.

As the crows took a step forward to meet them, they also drifted forward. Ling Tian and the brothers of the more than ten sprint groups who were still alive also carried iron swords and followed.

At this time, Ling Tian had only one belief in his heart, either kill or... Die... The rest of the distractions are gone.

The charging barbarians didn't seem to take these more than 100 people in their eyes at all, and were about to run directly to the vanguard camp, and the wolf riders who rushed over first rushed through the array of more than 100 people, and when they passed by the remaining thousands of soldiers who had no idea of resisting, they were directly bitten to death, and the corpses were dragged out of the distance. Only the more than 100 brute soldiers who collided head-on were targeted on more than 100 people in the sprint group.

The big sword in the black crow's hand swept out, directly slashing the three wolf riders into two pieces horizontally, and the internal organs flowed to the ground. More than 100 people in the sprint group worked hard, the barbarians in front of them made them kill happily, Ling Tian shuttled through the barbarian formation, the iron sword in his hand flew up and down, although the hooligan swordsmanship was strange, and it was not suitable for group fighting, but he made one move, and he died when he shot, and the sword shadow occasionally used the stunt given to him by Brother Leng, and gradually became proficient.

In just an instant, a vacuum was brought in the barbarian array, although the barbarians were large in number and filled quickly, but they were not the opponents of these more than 100 people at all, it was equivalent to a wolf entering a flock, fighting at will.

Looking down from the sky, the 200,000 barbarian army is like a rolling river, and these more than 100 people have become the mainstay, facing the direct attack of the barbarian army, and like a pair of scissors, cutting the whole piece of cloth of the 200,000 barbarian army into two sections...

When the newly arrived leader of the barbarian army found out that the 100 men had disrupted the overall charge formation of the army, he immediately ordered the soldiers who rushed to the front to turn back, surround the 100 people, and use the advantage of the number of troops to trap the more than 100 flies that caused trouble.

Ling Tian, who followed Brother Leng, found that the fusion of swordsmanship was becoming more and more proficient, from one move to killing four or five people in one move now, the sword move emitted a fusion and overlapping sword momentum, although only one person was killed, but that sword momentum could even hurt the four or five barbarians gathered around him.

So the more he killed, the more energetic he became, Brother Leng saw the rise of his killing, and he also became excited, and a sword slashed out, killing and wounding dozens of people.

The crow rushed to the front, resisting the most direct charge, the fat man saw that the crow brother had gradually struggled, turned around to block in front of the crow, and suffered the charging power of the army for him, King Kong and Xiong stood straight on both sides, raised their fists and swung down, a punch can crush the head of a brute, the strength is huge...

But after all, the number of people is limited, and it still can't do great harm to this army, but more than ten brothers who are still alive have already suffered a lot of injuries.

I don't know how long the war lasted and how many barbarians he killed, Ling Tian only felt that his body could no longer bear the load, and Chen took his place, so he had time to breathe. At this time, he saw that the figure of these hundreds of brothers in the sprint group had faded a lot, and he couldn't support it.

The crow had already noticed the changes in the brothers around him, but he didn't say anything...

The barbarian leader was also quite shocked by the resistance of these hundreds of people, and he never expected that these hundred people, who had not been taken into account at the beginning, would be so tenacious and brave, so he ordered to increase the intensity to destroy these more than 100 people.

At this time, the incense in the incense burner has been burned out...

"Brother Crow," the fat man turned around first, "I might have to go first..."

The big sword in the black crow's hand trembled slightly, and he still struggled to slash, "Brother..."...

The fat man's figure gradually dimmed, and four or five brute axes slashed at the fat man's phantom, and passed through, and the fat man turned around and hit it with a heavy hammer, taking away the lives of these four or five people, and disappeared...

Subsequently, Brother Huo and Brother Hard went to the side of the black crow, "Brother Crow... We..."

The black crow said lightly, "I know the way, go all the way, brother..."

After killing a few brute soldiers, Brother Huo and Brother Hard also disappeared.

More than 100 brothers said goodbye to the black crow one by one in the melee, and the black crow no longer made a sound, just nodded silently.

Brother Leng smiled at Ling Tian and said to the black crow, "Brother Crow, Ling Tian... He's still young...", and then it dissipated.

Ling Tian looked at the black crow with tears in his eyes, his face was covered in blood.

The leader of the barbarians saw that the number of these hundreds of people was getting smaller and smaller, although he didn't know what was going on, but the situation was very favorable to him, and shouted loudly, asking the barbarians to work harder, quickly destroy this team, and then rush to the camp.

The black crow glanced at Ling Tian with his peripheral vision as he slashed, and Ling Tian was still killing.

Eventually, one by one, the brothers disappeared.

At this point, it's already night.

After three days and three nights, their mission was accomplished.

The black crow shouted to the remaining dozen or so people, "Protect Ling Tian!"

More than a dozen people responded loudly: "Okay!" and then came to Ling Tian's side.

Ling Tian didn't know what was going on with Lu Dao, he looked at the black crow with questioning eyes, and the black crow knew Ling Tian's doubts, "In the sprint group, you are still young, you can't let the hope of the sprint group be extinguished here, you must live!"

More than a dozen people gradually killed the periphery under the leadership of the black crow, but the encirclement of the barbarians also moved with the movement of these few people.

Of the dozen or so people, some began to die under the battle axes of the brute soldiers.

"Brothers, give me more strength and make a way out! Let Ling Tian run!" the black crow shouted loudly.

"No, I'm not leaving!" Ling Tian replied fiercely. But the crow paid no heed.

Because the sprint group had to protect Ling Tian and evacuate, several more people died. The brothers around him began to fight with the most powerful strength, and the black crow also sighed, swung out a sword, forcibly opened a large space, and shouted at Ling Tian, "Run!"

Ling Tian froze, run, run, run, run

The crow's eyes cracked, "Stupid!"

Seeing that it is about to be wiped out in the army of this barbarian. Ling Tian smiled, it was my Ling Tian's honor to fight to the death with all my elder brothers...

Ling Tian was ready to die, and at this moment, Zhuge on the Sentinel Tower shook his feather fan, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed.

Two armies of more than 100,000 people suddenly rushed out from the left and right, and the leading general who rushed out on the left side, riding a giant wolf under his crotch, rushed out of the army of barbarians at the moment he rushed out, and roared loudly, "Third brother, big brother is here to pick you up!" This person is Dongfang Po. The leading general who rushed out from the right side, a seat in green clothes, rode a horse and rushed into the barbarian army, turned over and dismounted, circulated in the barbarian army, and killed Ling Tian from the gap in the crowd to Ling Tian's location, "Third brother, second brother is here to save you!" This person is Ximen Wuji.

The two armies plunged directly into the barbarians' 200,000 army and smashed the army to pieces.

The sound of shouting and killing was everywhere, and an army also rushed over from behind the pioneer camp, with 200,000 people, and the seal of the standard armor was the family emblem of the two major families of Dongfang and Ximen, and the leader of the team was Ximen Xiao, the head of the Ximen family, and Dongfang Guao, the head of the Dongfang family. "Zhuge Military Division, don't be too late. "Anyway, rush directly to the front line to support.

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