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Ye Yourao's attack was very powerful. The more than ten meters long sword light emitted from the silver sword was swept away at random, and the demons in front were knocked away one by one. Moreover, all the demons that were struck by her were covered with ice, and their speed was obviously slower. It's just that the attacks of the warriors behind them are obviously much worse, and they often knock the demons away, and the demons behind them pounce on them again. If it weren't for Ye Yaorao's help, they wouldn't be able to move forward at all, and they could only deal with the demons that keep pounced on. , finally exhausted his divine power and died.
More than a dozen women noticed Ye Yourao's strangeness and looked over, but they could no longer take their eyes off her. Even the demons who rushed up beside them forgot to attack, and a hint of ecstasy appeared on their pretty faces. .
Looking at the dozen or so people who were overly excited, the joy in Ye Yaorao's eyes flashed away, and the silver sword in her hand shot out several rays of sword light in all directions, knocking away the demons who rushed towards them, and then shouted in a cold voice: "What are you doing standing still? Attack quickly, do you all want to die?"
However... a moment later, a strange scream appeared in front of him and a woman's frightened cry made Ye Qinghan's heart sink to the bottom of the sea. Is there another demon ahead? If he was really a demon, he would definitely be dead.
Thinking of the demonized warrior who was instantly turned into powder by the God-Slaying Sword, Ye Qinghan felt a glimmer of hope in her heart. If the demon in front of him could slash at will and be killed and annihilated in an instant, then he would have a good chance of rushing out.
Ye Qinghan ran forward quickly. After more than ten seconds, he could vaguely see countless squirming figures in front of him. At first glance, he took a breath of air.
A moment later, a dozen figures appeared a thousand meters ahead. It was Ye Yaorao and the others who had returned, and they ran back towards the original path in panic. Then he suddenly turned around and ran to the left. Ye Qinghan pondered for a moment, then turned and followed them as they ran to the left, looking up in the direction they had just gone.
The traces of black mist on the demonized warrior's body rushed towards the God-Slaying Sword crazily, but the warrior was stunned in the middle, with his hands still waving, as if he was suddenly petrified. Then the place where the left shoulder touched the God-Slaying Sword began to weather like the demon who was hit in the head by Niu Potian for the first time. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the whole body gradually turned into black from top to bottom. The powder, in the blink of an eye...disappeared in the air!
"This man is so powerful! He is from our tribe, I know him!"
"Sister, please go alone. If you continue like this, you will be dragged to death by us."
Blocked in front and pursued by soldiers, Ye Qinghan wished he had four legs at this moment. He's too slow. The longer he stayed in this place, the more dangerous it would be. At the same time, he began to pray secretly, hoping that no demon would appear in this direction. Otherwise, at his speed, if he turned back, he would definitely be surrounded again. Now Niu Yanhua and the others have disappeared without a trace. If they are surrounded, they will only die.
The only good thing is that this group of demons are attacking the warriors in the encirclement, and they are not pursuing the few warriors who have escaped. He still has a chance to escape.
Escaping from the area shrouded in black mist, Ye Qinghan quickly swept away and found that two groups of black mist on the left and right were spreading towards this side. After the black mist behind him completely enveloped the passage, he also quickly moved towards it. It spreads itself. There was no time to think too much, so he continued to use his full strength to move forward.
There are densely packed demons in front of them who are like zombies. At a glance, they only see patches of blood-red eyes. The bodies of these demonized warriors are very stiff, but their speed is extremely fast. Black energy is swirling all over their bodies. Ye Yaorao and the others were surrounded by more than ten people.
The soul was in chaos and seemed to be of no use to the warrior. The warrior's body did not pause for a moment, which was somewhat beyond Ye Qinghan's expectation. However, what surprised him even more was... the God-Slaying Sword suddenly lit up with a faint black light. Just as the blade touched the demonized warrior, the black light suddenly flashed and a sudden change occurred!
As Ye Qinghan ran wildly, there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him. When he turned around, he saw Ye Yaorao and more than a dozen women rushing towards him. It was obvious that Ye Yaorao had slowed down a lot in order to take care of the people behind him. Except for Ye Yaorao, all the women in this group looked very ugly, as if they had been frightened just now. This group of people were at least the third level of gods, and their speed was slightly faster than Ye Qinghan. They had surpassed him after a moment, and rushed forward without even looking at him.
Ye Qinghan stared blankly at the Divine Sword in his hand, not understanding what was happening. The next second, he woke up quickly and looked at the passage ahead that was about to be closed by the black mist. He ignored the horror and doubts in his heart and shot out.
It's just that there are too many demons and their speed is very fast. Moreover, demons are constantly jumping up and rushing towards them from the air. Their progress becomes very slow...
At this moment, Ye Qinghan saw the yellow sand in the sky in front of him. It was so lovely, just like a traveler who was about to despair while walking in the desert, but suddenly saw an oasis.
It's just that after these warriors were demonized, they seemed to no longer have the same martial arts skills as before. They just waved their weapons instinctively, or turned into black hands, and blindly rushed towards them with their teeth and claws. More than ten people in Ye Yaoruo formed an arrow array at this moment. Energy attack waves appeared on their hands and bodies, knocking away the demons who were rushing towards them in groups.
Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters!
A cold but very pleasant voice came. It was Ye Yaorao's voice, but Ye Qinghan's eyes lit up.
"Is someone out?"
Run, run!
She quickly swung her sword and knocked away the two demons jumping from the air, but suddenly she saw a scene on the left that shocked her extremely. A touch of surprise and joy suddenly appeared in his cold eyes.
"Huh?"
A hint of black began to appear faintly in the yellow sand in that direction. It seemed that a new demon appeared in that direction.
"Hiss..."
"Huh? Why are you back again?"
Ye Qinghan followed more than a dozen women and kept moving forward. After more than ten seconds, they had left Ye Qinghan far away and disappeared into the howling cold wind and yellow sand. The visibility in this place was too low, and there was no sense of direction at all. Ye Qinghan could only keep running with his head covered.
How many demonized warriors are there
"He's coming towards us, he's here to save us!"
At the critical moment when Ye Qinghan was about to escape, his way forward was suddenly blocked, and he roared angrily. His body lit up with a coquettish purple color, and the God-Slaying Sword in his hand cut through the sky. With his boundless anger, he slashed hard at the figure, directly hitting the tall warrior's left shoulder!
"Hiss!"
really!
After waking up more than a dozen women under his command, Ye Yaorao once again cast his gaze to the left, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes. He snorted coldly: "Obviously he is a strong man, but he pretends to be the second level of a god and pretends to be a pig. Tiger, this man is not a good thing, huh... no man is a good thing!"
Among the demons on the left, a warrior in green clothes was holding a strange black long knife and was floating towards this side easily. The ferocious demons all around seemed to be made of mud. As his long black knife danced at will, as long as he was hit, they turned into powder. He was like an invincible god of war, walking easily among the thousands of troops. , surprisingly it was Ye Qinghan.
Rush, rush, rush!
"Don't talk nonsense. If it's absolutely necessary, I will leave. Come with me!" Ye Yaorao's cold face showed a trace of bitterness. How long had it been since he left the castle? Of her nearly a hundred men, only a dozen or so people were left behind her. And these ten people and myself don't know if they will die in the next second? Or become these zombie-like demons in front of you
Just the next second, the yellow piece was covered by a high black shadow. Ye Qinghan took a look and found that he knew this person. He was a third-level warrior in the team and a subordinate of Queen Marie. What's a little strange is that... this warrior did not escape outside, but instead rushed toward Ye Qinghan with an excited scream. Although he was fast, his body seemed a little stiff, and there was a trace of black mist coming out of his body. The important thing is... his eyes were blood red.
From time to time, the screams of warriors, as well as the strange cries of demons and demonized warriors, sounded from behind like a bell ringing to death. Ye Qinghan knew very well that in this short period of time, at least half of the more than 2,000 warriors in the team were dead or demonized, and this number was still expanding. Maybe he would become one in the next second. part of this number.
"Why are you panicking? This is a demon! Their attack is not terrible, just knock them away. Remember! Don't get entangled, and don't get close to them. If you are scratched by them or invaded by the demonic energy in their bodies, you You will be demonized soon, come with me!"
"A demonized warrior? Get out of here!"
"ah!"
Devil? A demonized warrior
"this… "
"Hiss!"
"Miss Ye Yaorao, Ye Qinghan, I want to cooperate with you!" Ye Qinghan was like a sharp arrow. In just the blink of an eye, he had already reached the vicinity of Ye Yaorao and the others very easily. His gentle smile made people feel more relaxed. Feeling cordial.
"ah!"