Chapter 58 Your head, I want it!

Outside the central city, there is a piece of wasteland.

There is a sticky smell of blood in the air, which makes today's solemn atmosphere more strange.

In the sky, a black cloud covers the sun, and hundreds of people on the wasteland are waiting for the storm to come.

"Chen Gong, how confident are you that you can completely annihilate this sword gate this time?" Han Qingcheng was helped by several Yuan soul masters, and his expression was very weak. He looked at him with resentment and asked the old four elephant master.

This person is the secret killer that the Han family has kept for many years, and he is also the leader of the tide, named Chen Xu.

He used to be a famous big man in the devil's way, and he seemed to be an elder of the devil's door. Later, because of his extreme nature, he played with the door owner's woman, was chased and killed for thousands of miles and fled to the slaughter.

Over the years, I don't know how many young girls have been captured by him to become slaves, which has attracted a lot of complaints, which is also one of the reasons why the Han family dares not let him appear.

I'm afraid that such an evil four elephant masters will attract the anger of the whole slaughter field.

Therefore, the existence of Chensha, except for several core figures of the Han family. Even the tides are rarely known, and probably only Han Qingcheng himself knows.

Now in order to invite this guy, Han Tusheng even promised to help him rob Zheng Kunwu's granddaughter, which shows how much he paid.

"As long as Lin Fan doesn't take action, Jianmen will definitely destroy the door this time." Chen Sha's old face trembled slightly, and an evil smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "During this period, I have been salivated on the little girl with evil heart for a long time."

"It belongs to you, it belongs to you. As long as you can make Jianmen pay the price, the evil heart is your plaything. Han Qingcheng grinned at the corners of his mouth and said with a malicious smile.

"Hmm."

Chensha nodded, closed his eyes and rested, no longer paying attention to Han Qingcheng.

They are just waiting for the counterattack of Jianmen. Just now, all the people in Jianmen retreated to the city like a tide. It was naturally difficult for Hanqing City to organize people to chase them in. After all, that will break the rules and give the Long family and the Zheng family an excuse to attack themselves.

However, if Chen Shi thinks well, Jianmen should be accumulating strength now and waiting to come back at one stroke.

Thinking of this, Han Qingcheng suddenly sneered ferociously, "As long as you dare to come back, I will definitely let you pay the price, bitch!"

"Tide listening to the order! Rest in place and wait to meet the enemy!"

Hanqing City suddenly roared and shouted that more than 400 people were waiting in place. More than 400 people sat in place to rest, eat, or meditated to recover, showing the foundation of the tides accumulated over the years.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Chen Shi opened his closed eyes and looked at the central gate a little cruelly. The team of sword gate people walked out. He sneered and said, "It seems that the people who die can't wait."

"Chen worship?" Han Qingcheng glanced at Chensha. During this period, in addition to occasionally doing it, Chen Shi was almost enjoying ** with some girls. This kind of behavior of enjoying happiness and doing nothing has long made Han Qingcheng secretly slander and extremely dissatisfied. However, now that the people in Jianmen have gathered, I'm afraid it won't be so easy for Chen Shi to stay out of the matter again.

"Let them handle these miscellaneous fish. When the three captains of Jianmen approach, I will take action for you. Chen Suffi snorted coldly and disdained to look at those amazing Jianmen. Instead, he reached out and hugged the young woman next to him, and laughed.

"I don't repair it!"

Seeing this scene, Han Qingcheng secretly slandered himself, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face. Then he began to order the captains behind him, asking them to lead their own people to meet the enemy.

Among the more than 400 people left in the tide, there are 70 or 80 palace soul masters. Compared with Jianmen, it is much better in terms of number and quality. Therefore, this group of people look more relaxed. In the face of the murderous people in the sword gate, they are not nervous at all. There are even some of them who talk about which woman in Jianmen is enchanting and touching, or which guy is seriously injured by him, and they can't participate in the war so far.

This relaxed atmosphere, compared with the murderous spirit of more than 200 people in Jianmen, is the first to fall.

It is a big taboo to underestimate the enemy, and the people in Jianmen are all good at the slaughter field. They used to beware of enemy attacks all the time. Their momentum and vigilance alone were better than the well-fed tide.

The two sides are less than a thousand feet apart, far away from each other, both of which are awe.

"Wait!" The evil heart shouted, and more than 200 people stopped together. It is neat and standardized, quite imposing. Looking at the opposite side, although the number of people has an advantage, the level of the team alone is much worse than that of Jianmen.

Seeing that the evil heart rate led everyone to stop, Han Qingcheng also snorted coldly and asked the tide to continue to stand by.

The two groups of people looked at each other from afar, and neither of them took the initiative. The smell of blood in the air is getting heavier and heavier, and the atmosphere seems to be frozen, extremely serious.

"The Tianjian team obeys the order and attacks on the right wing!"

"The dark sword team obeys the order, and the left wing raids!"

"Sword team, attack head-on!"

The captain of the three teams suddenly gave an order. And it seems that it is intended to make the tides heard, and their voices are particularly loud.

"I don't measure myself." Hearing this old-fashioned attack method, Han Qingcheng curled his lips disdainfully and handed it over to the other captains to meet the enemy.

In his opinion, although the strength of this shocking sword gate is good. But several captains are novices and don't know the key points of group warfare at all. Maybe they are strong alone, but compared with this kind of large-scale battle, Hanqing City thinks that its tide is more than a star and a half better than them.

This idea is still lingering in his mind, but what happened in front of him made him tongue-tongued and his hands and feet were cold!

The heart-eating ghost led a group of dark sword members to charge on the far left side of the tide and roared at the same time. Dark Arrow Team, Sacrifice to the Star Palace!"

With the sound, the members of the Dark Sword sacrificed out of the Star Palace at the same time. All kinds of light flashed on the wasteland, intertwined into a totem of death. Among them, the Star Palace, which wants to count the heart-eating ghosts, is the most dazzling. Under his clumsy black robe, dozens of rays of light flew out and kept splitting, covering half of the battlefield!

In this way, in the air on the left side of the tide, there are nearly dozens of star palace lights flashing. These lights converge into practice, ready to go in mid-air, full of a breath of destruction.

Seeing this scene, Han Qingcheng was almost full of courage. He used all his strength and shouted, "Everyone, retreat quickly - it's the hidden weapon star palace!"

It's a pity that his warning seems to be a little late.

The mottled pilian in the air suddenly burst, turned into countless beautiful light spots, and scattered into the crowd one after another.

In an in anusp's moment, blood and screams converge into the most beautiful colors. Countless star palaces fell to the ground, harvesting the lives of the tides!

"Second wave, release!"

In the face of all this, the look of the heart-eating ghost was still indifferent and gave the order in a low voice.

The powerful hidden weapon star palaces flew up. With the star source of their owners, these star palaces also became extremely fierce.

The second wave! Kill!

The star palace drill exploded again, and the raindrops fell on the tide crowd. These two impacts cost them nearly 100 people. Screaming one after another, withdrawal sprouts!

"No retreat, no retreat! Kill them!" Han Qingcheng looked crazy in the crowd, waving his hands and shouting, but at this time, no one cares about him anymore. Now if there is another wave of star palace rain in the Dark Sword Team, I'm afraid there will be more than a hundred people who will die.

"Kill them all! Don't leave one!"

The evil heart rate led the Tianjian team, and only more than 20 people rushed into the scattered tidal crowd. These twenty people were like beasts rushing into the sheep and began to bite and kill crazily. In a short short film, dozens of people died under their star palace. For a moment, the sword gate was as popular as a rainbow, and I wished to directly annihilate the tide.

"Evil heart! If you can't kill me, I must sell you to the skin and skin, so that you can't survive or die!" In the crowd, a fierce-looking giant roared angrily. Then his head was cut off by the evil heart with a sword, and blood splashed!

"Sword Gate! I have no grudge against you. Why do you want to kill them all!"

Several timid and afraid of death began to try to beg for mercy, but there were no kind-hearted people in this Tianjian team. In this chaotic crowd, whenever the light flashes, it means that a life has been taken away by the members of the Tianjian team.

The killing speed, like cutting melons and vegetables, simply made Han Qingcheng's eyes split, and he shouted loudly to Chen Shua, "Chen Gong! The cold family takes you well. Please save my life!"

"Humph!"

Chen Ya snorted coldly, and his wrinkled old face was a little dissatisfied. He glanced at the panicked tidal members and said coldly, "What a bunch of useless wastes. If anyone dares to escape, my Star Palace is just short of food!"

After saying that, Chen Shuyu flew up in the air and suddenly raised a black flag in his hand. Countless ferocious beast heads are surrounded by black flags, and some golden murderous spirit is about to break out. The appearance alone is fierce enough. I'm afraid the power will never be weak.

"I've been very hungry recently!" The black flag in his hand was raised, and countless strong black gas covered the earth. In an in an air, the whole world became dark, as if there were fierce ghosts roaring and surrounded by murderous spirits. A little timid people would be so scared that they couldn't even speak.

And this black gas seems to consciously surround the people in the sword door. People who are contaminated with black gas will soon turn pale and scream and lose consciousness.

"Haha, it's really pure soul energy. I'm afraid that this time my thousand killing flags will accumulate good murderous spirit again." Feeling that the flag had absorbed a lot of essence, Chen Sha smiled with satisfaction, and Jie Jie's voice resounded through the sky, which was very frightening!

However, at this time, the black gas, which was greedily absorbing soul energy, suddenly emitted a hiss.

I saw a sword light in the black gas, and suddenly the black gas quickly melted, and there was not even a trace left!

"Who is it?" Chen Shi's face, which had lost a lot of murderous spirit, trembled. Obviously, it was very painful. The fierce tone rushed to the people, and there was a great momentum of immortality.

"Well, Chen worships so much prestige." At the central gate, a teenager in a gray ancient robe stood proudly, with a black sword in his hand, which was very deterrent.

His eyes swept over the people of Jianmen, and then he looked up at Chen Sha, who was furious, and said coldly, "Since Chen worships the people in my sword gate so much, as their master, I naturally have to thank them."

"So, your head - I want it!"

The voice fell to the ground, and the sword rushed to the sky!