Chapter 263 Dark Flowers

If the blood tomb learned that the mercenary regiment that wanted to be summoned to his command was the secret whistle that Thunder wanted to put into it, he didn't know what he would do.

The skin of She Lu's whole body was dry, and the blue veins on his arms were clearly visible. He stood at the gate like that with a stick, staring at Yan Heng, who was shot down by him.

"Chatter."

A strange smile came from the lying Yan Heng's mouth. Yan Heng, who was lying on the ground, slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and looked at She Lu.

"Big leader, I just took a nap for a while. Why did you become like this?" Yan Heng asked knowingly, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Yan Heng, I didn't expect you to look like this. Hahaha, you are a human, ghost, and you still have the face to stand here."

She Lu felt his weak state and stood there with his own will. Although he lost most of his strength, the momentum emanating from his body now actually had a faint feeling of competing with Yan Heng.

"Looking for death."

After hearing She Lu's words, Yan Heng shouted, his body burst out, and his blood claws went out to the latter's heart.

"Let me take a last look at you, City of Thunder."

She Lu gently touched the wall of the city of thunder, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. He sighed for a while. A hot flame suddenly appeared in his eyes, looked back at the bloody claw, and suddenly saw the Yan Heng's pale face.

"Yan Heng, it turns out that you have been injured. How could the blow just not hurt you?"

She Lu shouted out with the strength of his whole body, and the sticks in his hand were trembling to slide down from his hand. Finally, he insisted on clenching and preparing to attack Yan Heng.

"Brother Yan Heng hasn't seen you for a long time."

A long roar sounded in the air. Yan Heng hurriedly stopped and looked at the air warily. He saw a man standing in the air with two swords on his back and looking at Yan Heng.

This person is Lin Xunyi, who is guarding in the city. As soon as his words fell, a huge blade of flame in the city in the distance turned the demons who took the opportunity to rush to the city into ashes.

"Ms. Lin, this city will be handed over to me."

I saw a fiery figure rushing over, grabbed She Lu and retreated.

"Where to go."

How could Yan Heng let She Lu be rescued? He grabbed it out in one step, and the blood palm was patted out. Before a bloody palm was formed, it was consumed by the two wind blades cut in the air.

"Brother Yan Heng, your strength has reached the level of God of War, which is also the first God of War-level student from Thunder College. I still hope that you can look at the face of the college and stop attacking the City of Thunder."

Lin Xunsiao didn't want to say this, but seeing the tragedy in the battlefield and the retreat of the human race, Lin Xunsiao had to speak like this.

"Haha, at the beginning, you were very majestic in the college, but now how can you become a timid coward? Let me fight with you and see the results of so many years of practice."

After saying that, Yan Heng rushed to Lin Xunxiao. The blood in his eyes was brighter, and the blood kept flowing in his whole pupils. Lin Xunxiao looked at him and felt the smell of blood, as if he had fallen into the pupils of his eyes.

"This is."

Lin Xunyi was stunned. Her strength was lower than that of Yan Heng. Coupled with the strange attributes and moves of the other party, Lin Xunyo did not know how to compete with her opponent.

"Wow, huh."

Cut out two swords in a row, and the wind blade quickly cut off Yan Heng's body. The latter did not panic. He held his right hand forward, and the energy of heaven and earth solidified at that moment. A bloody palm came out of the air and directly hit the two wind blades. The bloody palm was fiercely grasped, and the two wind blades were destroyed by this grip. As a scattered wind energy, the bloody palm did not stop after destroying the two wind blades, and directly punched Lin Xunyi.

"The wind returns to the earth."

The two swords in Lin Xunxiao's hand trembled, and a powerful wind energy quickly gathered on Lin Xunxiao's two swords, and a cyan sword flew to the bloody giant palm.

"Puff."

A soft sound came out, and the blood-colored giant palm was half under the sword, and the sword energy was also offset after a blow.

A random strike at the God of War level requires the resistance of the Holy Land level. If it is a Struggle at the God of War level, it is difficult to escape at the Holy Land level.

Yan Heng was not surprised to see the other party resisting his blow. As soon as his body moved, he saw a blood line hitting Lin Xunxiao in the sky.

"Ding."

Lin Xunxiao only had time to wave the sword in his hand to resist, and felt the power of the weapon. His body shook. Before Lin Xunxiao could turn around, his palm fell accurately to his chest.

"Puff."

A mouthful of blood spewed out of Lin Xunxiao's mouth, and Lin Xunxiao's figure, who had just been in the air, had to fall down.

"Sp. Lin's strength doesn't seem to have grown much."

Yan Heng walked to Lin Xunxiao in the air, and his face was inadvertently **. A trace of pain was exposed, and it was almost covered up. No one noticed it.

"Puff."

Lin Xunxiao half pedaled on the ground, holding a long sword against the ground, and a mouthful of blood was spit out by him.

"The attack at the level of God of War is really uncomfortable."

"Ha ha, senior Lin, in this case, let me give you a ride."

After saying that, Yan Heng's bloody palm fell on Lin Xunxiao's head. As long as he hit it, Lin Xunxiao would die under this palm.

"Sw."

A strong wind came, and Yan Heng subconsciously blocked it with his arm.

"Kka."

The clear sound of fractures reached Yan Heng's ears, and the sound of fractures was accompanied by a sharp pain in Yan Heng's brain. Yan Heng immediately understood that his arm was broken, and his heart was frustrated. He quickly flashed out. After it flashed out, he looked carefully at the position he had just stood.

In my eyes, I saw a bone sickle cut off the ground, and the huge force just came from the sickle.

"Who is it?"

As soon as Yan Heng finished speaking, a person came out of the void, gently put his palm on the sickle, pulled it out hard, and the sickle was pulled up from the ground by him. The black flame in his pupils and the blood color in Yan Heng's pupils looked at each other.

When Yan Heng saw the man, his pupils suddenly shrank and pointed to the other party and said, "It's you."

"Yes, it's me."

The dialogue between the two was covered by the galloping sound from afar. The direction of the Wu family was dusty. At present, one person was wearing two boxing gloves around his waist. He was about 60 years old, and his eyes were full of hot fighting spirit.

"Reinforcement?"

When Fengyou saw those people and horses, he was very happy. He had sent a message to the major forces before the war, hoping to get help from the rest of the forces. However, the more he fought, the more Fengyou was worried that those forces would not send reinforcements. Now that the thunder was almost exhausted, the sound of horses' hoofs from the distance made the whole thunder. The situation in the city of Ting is bright and bright.

"Quick battle."

The demon god took a look at the rushing reinforcements and was also eager. You should know that the strength of the demon clan is sealed, and the combat power is much lower than its own strength. If you eat the thunder in one fell swoop, the future will be solved. Now at this most critical time, the thunder has ushered in reinforcements.

Chu Xiubing took a look at the reinforcements who came, couldn't help but put up the corners of his mouth, and his eyes suddenly fell on the man holding the sickle.

"This familiar energy, he should be Chen Feng." The person Chu Xiubing mentioned was Chen Feng.

In the half day before the thunder fought with the demon clan here, Wu Sanqi, the head of the Wu family, received the thunderous battle news and immediately sent out the news of reinforcements among the martial arts forces. Wu Sanqi understood the truth that his lips were dead and his teeth were cold. If the thunder was occupied by the demon clan, he would rely on the city more than ten-foot high city. Wall, the human race of a single force can't compete with the demon clan at all.

When everything is settled, let Wu Sandian lead the team and lead the called mercenary regiment.

The old man who took the lead in riding is Wusan Hall, followed by not only Xiao Qianshang's mercenary regiment, but also nearly ten mercenary regiments of all sizes.

When Chen Feng saw that Lin Xunxiao was about to be poisoned by Yan Heng's hand, he left the horse and flashed out step by step. When his body was about to step out of the void, the sickle was thrown out, and the picture of Yan Heng being attacked appeared. It would be very troublesome for Chen Feng to wait for him to get out of the void and then attack Yan Heng. It's over.