"Kill."

The momentum is like a rainbow, stirring up the unparalleled wind and clouds. And outside the end of the city, the sound of killing was like thunder, rolling and exploding.

"Poof."

A sword pierces the throat of an enemy. Ying Fei drew his sword and left, never in love with war. Its martial arts are not high, and it can only protect itself. What's more, when you go to the battlefield, life and death are up to you.

"When."

Jin Ge collided, bringing a spark. Heavy horsemen rushed like wolves into the flock.

Throughout the battlefield, the saber was raised, the iron halberd fell, and the hands rose and fell, reaping life. The fierce murderous aura is like a stormy wave, surging.

"Huh."

"Huh."

"Huh."

……

With each blow, the sword was raised, accompanied by blood. The pungent smell of blood, like a rich latte, makes people excited.

In the contest between life and death, iron and blood are accompanied by the fire of war. Murderous and murderous aura are intertwined, like a sword net, dense and fierce.

"Get out of the way."

A loud shout sounded behind him, and the voice was anxious and moving.

"Huh."

A spear is like a dragon in the North Sea, extremely agile. Through the gaps, the direct shot came.

The wind was blowing in his head, and a touch of horror flashed on the face of the second baby. The soles of the feet kicked violently, and the iron halberd backhanded wheeled.

"When."

The halberd and gun collided, and the two babies were too late, and the force was too strong, and they fell from the horse.

"Boom."

The iron halberd slammed into the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, this blow was too sudden, and the second baby had no time to take care of it. In a hurry, with one blow, he was seriously injured.

"Made."

scolded angrily, and the second baby couldn't care about anything else. "When." The iron halberd struck horizontally, holding the force and slashing down, and the thunderbolt struck.

"Die."

His arms were numb, and his chest was on fire. The two babies danced with iron halberds and re-entered the battle. It's a life-and-death contest that no one can avoid.

The winner lives, and the loser dies.

Everything was meant to be.

This scene is played out everywhere on the battlefield. Killing the red eyes, they didn't care about it, and completely threw themselves into the demons. became a complete executioner.

At this moment, they are irrational. Kill the tyrant, fight the rage, everything according to the heart. There was only one thought in my mind.

That is, kill.

Kill, kill, kill, kill all enemies in sight. As long as the physical strength is not exhausted, the fight will still exist. It's a rag that never stops, and only the last person standing is the winner.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

……

Heavy riding rampant, irresistible. In the huge battlefield, the heavy cavalry is a brilliant existence. All the way to the east, the heavens and the earth were dark.

The stomach was stained with blood, dark red in the sun, as if the blood had dried up.

Heavy riding direction, invincible in the world.

They went all the way, and the last army scattered, each fleeing.

Huyan Sky Eagle, Eagle Eyes are cold. He glanced at the heavy rider, turned his head and drank, and said.

"Huh, tripping."

"No."

It is worthy of being a nation on horseback, and it definitely has its own tricks to deal with war horses. Heavy cavalry, although sharp, also has its weakness.

Tripping horses.

It is the nemesis of the heavy cavalry, once the enemy has already detected it and prepared in advance, the heavy cavalry will be a chicken rib.

Xiao Zhan still charged, Ying Fei was shocked, and shouted: "Follow the general forward, kill and end the king."

"Slay and kill the king."

"Slay and kill the king."

"Slay and kill the king."

……

The huge cheers were overwhelming, enveloping the entire battlefield. Ying Fei There is no way to do this, once Huyan Tianying is properly arranged, Xiao Zhan is not on guard.

It's going to be a big deal. A thousand heavy horsemen, even if they are not killed or wounded, will only have very few left.

Such a result cannot happen. In a hurry, Ying Fei raised her head to the sky and howled, hoarse.

"Drive."

With a whip, Ying Fei shouted, "Chisel through the past and snipe Huyan Tianying."

"Kill."

Two thousand troops, a huge force. Turned into a sharp sword and shot straight at Huyan Celestial. It's a race, a race against time.

"Poof."

The iron sword is swung continuously, picking on the enemy's vital points. Ying Fei led the army and worked together, mighty and forced.

"Poof."

A spear flew straight at Black. Ying Fei's eyes flashed, and the essence in her swelled.

"Drive."

Urging Xiao Hei, he slammed forward. With a palm on Xiao Hei's back, the whole person rose into the air, kicked away and ended the soldier, and continued to slash.

"Plop."

The spear was so powerful that it pierced through Xiao Hei at once. Its vitality withered, its front hooves went limp, and it fell.

"Whew."

With a long sigh of relief, Ying Fei was worried. All of this happened between lightning and flint, and the speed was jaw-dropping.

"Kill."

"Protect the capital."

……

This scene frightened Ying Fei. At the same time, the soldiers around him were furious, and they were unexpectedly angry. The sword in his hand slashed furiously, killing one enemy after another.

Three hundred personal soldiers, gradually gathered. In an instant, Ying Fei was firmly surrounded. This sudden change scared him a lot.

"Daduhu?"

"No problem."

Shaking his head, Ying Fei's eyes shot a sharp light, staring at the enemy general a hundred steps away. The anger in his heart rose violently, burning the Nine Heavens.

"Run."

With a loud shout, Ying Fei was furious. If this blow had not been dealt properly, he would have died.

"No."

The Lord was attacked, and the army of two thousand was furious. Hearing his words, he responded angrily, and they all drew their bows and arrows. It pours its monstrous fury into one arrow.

"Huh."

"Huh."

"Huh."

……

Arrows rose from the ground and swept away. Between heaven and earth, there is only one color, like a dark cloud pressing down on the city. The smell of blood is strong, and there are thousands of arrows, each of which is murderous.

"Poof."

"Poof."

"Poof."

……

"Retreat."

Huyan Sanfeng, staring at the arrows in the sky. The look that had never changed, couldn't help but move, his eyes flashed, and he drank.

The rain of arrows is too dense to be inevitable once it enters the attack range. At this moment, the only way to do this is to retreat and leave within a hundred steps.

"No."

The army retreated, trying to avoid the killing blow. The murderous intent in Ying Fei's eyes skyrocketed, scorching hot like fireworks, and he raised his head to the sky and snorted, drank, and said.

"Kill."

The iron sword pointed forward, never dying.

The two sides were red-eyed, and they lost their minds at all. The wails on the battlefield came and went, one after another, shouts of killing, and they rang out all the time.

It's a chaotic waltz, played in front of the end of the city with blood and rage.

Huyan Tianying and Ying Fei are two conductors competing on the same stage. With the army under his command as a musical instrument, this iron-blooded killing sound was played.

"When."

"Poof."

Erwazi swung away Huyan Sanfeng's spear with a halberd, and Ying Fei pierced his back with a sword. Blood rushed down the sword, staining the iron armor red.

"Poof."

With an iron sword drawn, Huyan Sanfeng fell off his horse. Ying Fei's eyes flashed, and the blood-dripping iron sword pointed directly at Huyan Sky Eagle a hundred steps away.

"Huh."

The four eyes are facing each other, and the murderous aura is rolling. There was a fierce flicker in the eyes of the two of them, and the battle reached this point, and the two could no longer avoid it.

In this regard, there is only killing.