**The elite special class of the eighth layer of the lowest day after tomorrow, with the most powerful special formation in the world, traps tens of thousands of strangers and some people in the rivers and lakes, and there is no suspense at all in the ending.

In less than a pillar of incense, the huge light array turned into a multi-foot compass and fell into the hands of the sword warrior, and the fierce wolf rider, Wei Wuwei and others showed their figures.

"Hiss......"

There was a gasp of cool air, and the faces of the Inhumans and people in the rivers and lakes who were concerned about the battle situation changed greatly.

In the encirclement of King Wu Huan's lineage, the corpses were all over the ground, and the layers of them tightly covered the ground, and there was no open space at all, and countless arrows and feathers were inserted all over the corpses, like arrows and feathers in the grass, and almost every corpse was hit by several arrows.

The red blood kept pouring out of the bloody battlefield like a spring, which was shocking.

You know, these are the most elite part of the Inhuman's army!

The number of the two sides is about the same, although the elites of each powerful force may still not be the opponent of the Wuhuan Wang's lineage, and they can barely accept it. However, this battle ended too quickly, and the Inhuman elite died too miserably, right?

This is the "Eight Gates Golden Lock Array" of the grandchildren and grandchildren?

It's terrifying!

"Sister Ying?!"

With an exclamation, Wisteria Luo looked at the layers of corpses in the field in disbelief, and then looked at Jian Yan and shouted, "You actually killed Sister Ying?" ”

Even the overlord Huā, Qingyang, Yun Feng, Lan Ying and other acquaintances couldn't believe it, and they couldn't believe it.

Who is the Demon Queen Yingying? It can be said that she is the only princess in China at present, there is no prince, no prince, and there is only one princess.

The identity of the sword has been exposed, and he dares to kill the demon queen?!

The sword was in his heart. Thick eyebrows and big frowns......

Suddenly, the lonely and bleak figure of the lonely world and the gloomy departure came to mind......

In life, there is a lot of helplessness!

"Kill!"

Jian Yanli also ignored the wisteria luo, and the silver dragon splitting halberd in his hand swung to another place where there were more gatherings and shouted.

When the words fell, the Dark Golden Wolf King jumped on all fours, shooting out like an arrow from the string, and the silver halberd waved. Along the way, several aliens were turned into two and died, or beheaded, or beheaded with armor.

The ferocious wolf rides the fastest. Keep up first. Followed by Yimo disciples, Wei Wuwei, and tens of thousands of people followed the sword and charged, like a torrent raging.

I don't know if it's the momentum effect. It is still the psychological effect of everyone, and there is a kind of bloody cold coming.

The sword corpse held the Zhangba Silver Dragon Splitting Heavenly Halberd, waving it back and forth, and pieces of silver light bloomed, quickly sweeping around, setting off a tide of blood.

Suddenly......

A familiar figure appeared in sight......

Willow eyebrows, big eyes, melon seed face, thin waist and long legs, skin like snow. The whole body is dressed in black, and the hair is black and knotted, and the chest stands proudly, like a mysterious, noble and elegant black tulip.

It's not Yun Feng, who is it?

More than ten meters away. For the Dark Golden Wolf King, it's just around the corner.

"Will he kill me?"

Yun Feng's willow eyebrows were tightly locked, his eyes were complicated and he looked directly at the sword death, and the blood-dripping three-foot Qingfeng pointed obliquely at the ground, not dodging, not dodging, not moving.

"Huh?"

Suddenly I saw Yun Feng. It's both expected and somewhat unexpected.

"Where don't we meet in life!"

In the midst of the confusion, the sword corpse's face swept by expressionlessly, and the silver dragon splitting halberd swung ......

Silver light streaked across the ......

The delicate and intoxicating head flew into the air, and its expression remained the same, but it was more complex and complex......

"...... Sonor"

A dazzling green peak swayed in the air, falling, and reverberated sonorously.

The blood on the three-foot green edge looked extraordinarily red, red......

"Are you crazy? Even Yun Feng killed? ”

At this time, a shout of disbelief rang out, and Qingyang stood in the crowd, his eyes wide and staring at Jian Yan.

Although Qingyang already knew that Dao Yunfeng and Jian Yan had nothing to do with each other, he had also "been in love with each other", and he really didn't miss the old love at all?!

"There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield!"

Qingyang's voice, the sword could naturally hear it, and he didn't turn his head back to answer coldly, and when the silver halberd waved, he killed several opponents.

Since they are already opponents, there will always be times of confrontation, and there will always be times of life and death.

Could it be that every time I read the old amnesty, what about the thousands of fierce wolf riders and hundreds of righteous ink disciples who fell into the mountains and forests?

Dead in vain?!

"Do you want to be so ruthless?! She was supposed to take on the task of besieging you before, but she refused! ”

Wisteria Luo, who was a hundred meters away, stared at the sword with fire-breathing eyes, gritted her teeth and shouted, eager to use her eyes to cut this ruthless man with a thousand knives.

"When you get involved in the battle and kill my soldiers. Did you ask this question?! ”

The head did not return, the hand did not stop, and the sound of the sword was cold and ethereal.

The words fell, and with a wave of his left hand, the three-foot compass appeared again, shooting directly at the wisteria rose......

A huge light shape with a size of more than ten meters appeared in the sky, and it rotated sharply and fell!

"Huh?!"

Wisteria Luo was startled, glared at Jian Yan fiercely, her body shook, and she ran away in panic.

Thinking of what Jian Yan said about "no father and son on the battlefield", even Yun Feng was killed, and Wisteria Luo believed that Jian Yan would definitely kill himself without hesitation......

At the same time, the seven old men of the rivers and lakes who besieged Murong Yi and Li Tong, and the high-level aliens who besieged Gao Gong, Tian Mang, and Yang Ning, quickly dispersed in a hurry, blinking through the light curtain, and rushed away.

The situation of more than 10,000 Inhuman elites dying tragically in a pillar of incense was still vivid, and they didn't think that they were any better than the Demon Queen, the Night Lone Star and others.

The only way to break the game is to leave before the formation is formed, don't be trapped in the formation, otherwise no one has the confidence to break the "Eight Gates Golden Lock Array" of Sun Sun Bin Megatron.

When the sword slammed into the light curtain like the wind, there were only two or three hundred people left in the formation who were slow to react and didn't have time to leave.

The aliens outside the light curtain are like cats whose tails have been stepped on, rushing to run away.

The fierce wolf rode into the formation......

The light curtain did not expand rapidly as everyone imagined, as the number of people in the formation increased, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a compass and flew into the hands of the sword dead......

As expected, when the light curtain disappears. There was no one standing inside.

For a while, wherever the sword and the fierce wolf rode to, it was like a plague god descending, and all of them fled, whether they were strangers or people in the rivers and lakes.

Looking at the five top potentials, such as the gourd scattered people, the iron rod Weng and other martial arts celebrities, I don't know when. They had vanished without a trace, either running away or dying.

The hosts have all run away, are these people still waiting to die?

Less than half an hour. The Inhuman army and the power of the rivers and lakes all over the mountains quickly dissipated into a light and a clear light, turning into a black shadow in the sky.

"It seems that the deterrent power of grandchildren is still great!"

Watch the tragic battlefield where the enemy forces dissipate. The sword screamed.

Of course, the main thing is that the tragic death of more than 10,000 elite Inhumans stimulated and deterred the enemy army.

In fact, maintaining the "Eight Gates Heavenly Lock Array" sword corpse can be maintained for a long time, and there is no problem for a few hours, which is thanks to the "mental arithmetic" ability attached to the top special title of "God of Wealth".

However, if it is cast repeatedly, it would be good if the sword death can be cast two or three times a day, not because the formation diagram is limited, but because the sword death's mind cannot adapt to the huge transformation of the extremely cumbersome mysterious information of the "Eight Gates Heavenly Lock Array" twice in a row.

Similar to in reality. Solve an extremely difficult and brain-consuming equation that someone can continue to solve. But after two courses in a row, not many people can adapt to it. Similarly.

"Thank you for your rescue!"

Seeing the enemy leaving, Zuo Hong, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, quickly came to Jian Yan's side and thanked him sincerely. I was extremely impressed with admiration.

However, the wry smile that followed revealed Zuo Hong's bitter and complicated thoughts.

If it weren't for King Wu Huan's sudden change of tactics, half of the surviving army present would eventually reach the sky.

However, if it weren't for King Wu Huan's sudden change of tactics. The Southern Patrol Army will not necessarily suffer a crushing blow, which is Zuo Hong's dereliction of duty.

"You're a good soldier! If the Holy One blames, the king will bear it. There are no important people in the rear of the army, and they can't affect the overall situation! ”

Seeing Zuo Hong's wry smile, Jian Yan guessed his psychology, and couldn't help but smile and said calmly.

"Huh?" Zuo Hong was stunned for a moment, only to realize that King Wu Huan of Lu Dao had other plans.

As long as they don't sacrifice the emperor's relatives and relatives, they, the elites who face the battle, die in battle, and those who escort the army die in battle, so why bother? !

Zuo Hong was puzzled, how did King Wuhuan know that Emperor Luan of the Hou Army of the Dao Dao Army was not an important person?

Or, King Wu Huan only cares about the safety of Princess Huating and the Queen Mother, and doesn't care about the life and death of others!

"Quickly clean up the battlefield, don't get too far away from the brigade, so as not to have an accident!"

Regardless of the generals' thoughts, Jian Yan quickly commanded.

This time, two or three hundred thousand people fell, including about 50,000 Inhumans and Jianghu people, and more than 10,000 Inhuman elites fell, and the spoils of war must be quite rich, and there are nearly 3,000 sets of weapons and equipment of Wei Wushu and thousands of fierce wolf riders.

The generals took the order and quickly cleaned up the battlefield.

At this time, the scorching sun had begun to set in the west, and the blazing light fell on the mountains and forests, dazzling and blood-colored.

After two fierce battles in a row, the mountains and trees were damaged countless times, and it looked a little bare and desolate, not only did not have the color of green mountains, but were quite bloody.

The broken guns and halberds, the tilted flags, and the creeping corpses.

This is the main theme and style of the post-war battlefield.

Here, countless good men on the battlefield are buried, including enemy soldiers, sword descendants, and people who are familiar with sword deaths.

The death of the demon queen, Yun Feng's broken love, Qingyang's complexity, Lan Ying's silence, and Wisteria's scolding......

It can be said that after this time, Jian Yan offended the princess's mansion ruthlessly, and had a bad relationship with several old acquaintances, although except for Qingyang, they are not brothers and friends.

But does Sword Death regret it?

"Lord?!"

After many years of following the sword martyrdom to fight in the south and the north, he keenly felt the sadness of the sword martyrdom.

"One will make a thousand bones dry! This...... It's a point of no return! ”

Jian Yan shook his head and replied as if he were talking to himself. The words fell, and he resolutely turned around and left.

The king is lonely, especially the king in troubled times.

The road of the king of troubled times is indeed a road of no return.

Similarly, men should not regret their lives, because, the vicissitudes of life, there is no way back!

Warm light shines on ......

The tall and resolute figure of the sword martyr dragged out a long shadow in the desolate mountain forest......

Bitter sea, drink a thousand cups, don't need to be accompanied, don't need to be comforted.

Heartbreak, unbreakable.