Qianye glanced over the four secret sword envoys, nodded and said, "It's interesting."
Just now, the self-detonation of the secret sword messenger was extremely powerful, equivalent to a blow from the Grand Duke, and the direction of self-destruction was extremely directional. Using a mouthful of magic energy, most of the power was locked on Qianye.
Not only that, at the same time as the self-explosion, using the power of the explosion, the secret sword messenger also led several nearby companions to arrive. Finally, a message of unknown meaning was sent to the void. After a little guessing, Qianye knew that it was the last image before the self-explosion.
Now he understands what kind of existence the secret sword messenger is. This is a suicidal force that kills powerful enemies by means of self-destruction and siege, regardless of life or death. With this fighting style, they can already kill enemies beyond their ranks.
The four secret sword envoys surrounding Qianye were not all demon descendants, and there was even a vampire among them. Qianye's gaze rested on him for a while, and he said, "As a blood clan, you want to besiege and kill me?"
Most of the secret sword envoy's face was hidden under the mask, his eyes were cold and dull, without any emotional fluctuations, he just said coldly: "When I became the secret sword envoy, I have dedicated everything to The Eternal Night Council."
"I see." Qianye ignored it.
A demon-born secret sword envoy said: "Lord Qianye, if you can, you'd better come with us and meet His Majesty the Demon Emperor."
"Do you think it's possible?" Qianye sneered.
The envoy of the secret sword sighed, and said slowly: "Since this is the case, there is nothing to say. Lord Qianye, this is the place where you fell."
"Only by you?"
"Perhaps the four of us are not enough, but more companions will arrive soon. What's more, four secret sword envoys are enough to kill a Grand Duke."
Qianye sneered, and clenched his fist with one hand. Such a simple movement actually caused the air in his hand to explode continuously.
The eyelids of the demon-born secret sword envoy twitched, and said: "This, this kind of power! Not good, don't let him take action..."
However, before he finished speaking, Qianye was already in front of him, and punched him down! On the front of his fist, shadows appeared unexpectedly, creating a huge gravitational force, pulling the four secret sword envoys to collide by themselves, and there was no way to escape.
The leader of the Secret Sword Envoy was full of devilish energy, and before he could explode himself, he didn't even spray out a mouthful of positioning devilish energy, but his eyes went dark, and he was immediately crushed by the heavy pressure of the mountain.
The two secret sword envoys on the left and right were halfway through the attack, when they saw the lead envoy was punched and exploded. When they were shocked, they each spewed out a mouthful of magic energy. As soon as it landed on Qianye's body, a gray light flashed in front of his eyes, and the green gold blood sword swept past them like lightning, already cutting them in two.
Only the blood race behind Qianye completed the self-destruct, and the torrent of original force slammed into Qianye's body, tearing his armor to pieces. But that's all, the blood clan's secret sword envoy didn't see that the torrent of force he blasted out with all his life hit Qianye's body, causing some shallow wounds.
Qianye took a deep breath, the original force circulated, and the wound on his back disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Little Zhuji was thrown far away by Qianye when the secret sword envoy appeared, and the two sides fought extremely fast, she couldn't catch up with the battle at all, and she didn't come back until now.
"What should we do now?" She asked, throwing herself on the body of the secret sword envoy who was beheaded by Qianye before he blew himself up, searching for the loot.
Qianye picked up this little money fan, pointed casually, and said, "Follow me!"
"Want to fight?!" The little guy looked excited, buckled Basil's golden helmet, set up Basil's arm shield, and raised Basil's battle axe.
"Protect yourself." Before the words finished, Qianye's figure flickered and was already in the distance.
"Wait for me!" Little Zhu Ji jumped up and hurried to follow.
Just as the figures of the two disappeared from the forest, the space in place was distorted, and seven or eight envoys of the secret sword appeared in an instant. And the space is constantly fluctuating, it seems that more secret sword envoys are teleporting over.
However, after they appeared, they faced only an empty battlefield, and the corpses of three secret sword envoys fell to the ground. It is not appropriate to say that there are three, most of the body of the secret sword envoy who was hit by Qianye head-on exploded into blood mist, leaving only a pair of feet.
"He can't go far, search for me!" The leader of the secret sword envoy shouted.
At this moment, several earth-shattering explosions suddenly sounded in the distant forest, and pieces of ancient trees fell down in the blast wave. With the sound of the explosion, the shadow of the secret sword envoy present was blurred again, and appeared at the scene of the explosion in a blink of an eye.
As soon as they stepped out of the void, layers of sword light were sprinkled in front of them.
The secret sword envoys didn't have time to think about why Qianye could still have the power to fight back under the impact of the self-explosion, and each of them just tried their best to block the sword light.
After the sword light, the world suddenly became gray, with wisps of gray air floating around. As soon as the secret sword envoy who was waiting to counterattack was covered with gray air, his body immediately seemed to be weighed by tons of weight, and his movements became a little jerky.
Qianye's figure didn't become clear until this time, and once again urged the Chaos Domain, wisps of gray air flew out of thin air, hanging on the surrounding secret sword envoys. Every time there was a ray of gray gas, the secret sword envoys would shake and move more sluggishly.
As soon as the domain moved, countless blood lines shot out from Qianye's body, piercing through the bodies of six or seven secret sword envoys in an instant! When the blood line was withdrawn, the bodies of these secret sword envoys were already withered, and all the essence and blood were taken away.
Although the rest of the secret sword envoys blocked the vitality plunder, they were more or less embarrassed. Several secret sword envoys made a decisive decision, seized the momentary opportunity to explode themselves, and four torrents of origin force slammed on Qianye's body successively.
The smoke and dust cleared, and five more secret sword envoys appeared in the field. They looked at the messy battlefield in astonishment, and when they saw Qianye who was still standing upright, they were a little dazed for a while.
Qianye's body was soaked in blood at this moment, and he had countless wounds all over his body. He had already endured the self-detonation impact of seven or eight secret sword envoys one after another, and he was inevitably injured.
The devil-born secret sword envoy in the center, whose aura was obviously stronger than his peers, slowly took off his mask and said, "I am number three."
"Then there should be number two and number one? Tell them to come out."
"They... should be dead already."
Qianye raised his eyebrows and said, "Really? It's a pity, I thought there was no difference between you."
Number Three was speechless for a moment. The secret sword envoys have a sense of each other. As one of the three commanders, he naturally knows how many colleagues died in this short moment. However, what really saddened him was that more than twenty of his colleagues died in battle, and less than half of them successfully blew themselves up.
Number three stared at Qianye, and finally said: "You are... so powerful. So many of my colleagues don't even have a chance to blow themselves up."
"You shouldn't have come after me."
No. 3 said: "Indeed, you are the last enemy we want to meet. However, our sacrifice is worthwhile, and you will also fall here!"
The more he talked, the more fanatical he became, but Qianye was a little speechless. He pointed to the few remaining secret sword envoys and said, "Don't you have any more people? If not, then from today onwards, the secret sword envoys will disappeared from the parliamentary sequence."
In Qianye's body, all the blood essence that had just been plundered with vitality was absorbed by the Black Book, and then turned into chaotic force and spit out. The physical injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Moreover, his figure is flickering, and he can escape by flickering in the void at any time.
Qianye has already experienced these lunatics. If he is before the Chaos Realm is completed, he may have to find a way to escape when the second group of people appears. Moreover, with the unique combination of tracking skills of the secret sword envoy, can the Void Flicker be completely thrown away? They're still hard to tell.
But even today's Qianye is unwilling to be blown up by them again.
Seeing Qianye's rapid recovery, No. 3 couldn't hide his shock, but at the same time showed deep resentment, saying: "The information is not accurate! Your real combat power has far surpassed the Grand Duke, and we should not be used in this battlefield."
"You should tell the Demon Emperor this sentence."
Before No. 3 could answer, his expression froze suddenly, and he looked down at his chest. Just now, a black light feather entered from here. The vitality in his whole body quickly dissipated, and although there was obvious unwillingness in his eyes, he couldn't say anything.
Qianye said slowly: "I don't want to suffer another self-destruction from a Marquis of Glory, so please go with peace of mind."
No. 3 fell, but the other four secret sword envoys did not move. Sadness flashed across their eyes, but the way they looked at Qianye was like looking at a dead person.
Qianye frowned slightly, there were only four secret sword envoys left, even if they all blew themselves up and hit Qianye at the same time, Qianye would not die.
At this moment, the void surged, and a huge figure with boundless majesty slowly emerged from the void. His height is three times that of Qianye, and his body is so huge that it can hold dozens of Qianye.
He lowered his head and leaned over, his thunderous voice resounded throughout the snow-covered mountains, "If you can fall into the hands of me, Lothar, you have the honor you deserve."
At this time, Qianye suddenly understood that the real purpose of the so-called secret sword envoys is to locate the tracker, which is not interfered with by divination and secret techniques. They communicate with each other, locate, and transmit secret methods. It means that everyone has opened up the capture net, so even the anti-tracking and disrupting functions of the Book of Black are not working, and the network is tightened until the last one to appear is the Maharaja.
This group of people should be specially trained by the Eternal Night Council to deal with some people with special identities, but they are willing to use them to deal with themselves? It's a pity that in front of Qianye's chaotic domain, these secret troops, which should have done a lot, were exhausted like a wind and a cloud in just one go. Those secret sword envoys themselves would not have thought of this ending, but did the Demon Emperor foresee it
Qianye shook off any potential anxiety in his heart, and faced Lothar who was coming. This was the first time he saw the Nerubian Warlord's real fighting style.
Lothar raised his four arms at the moment, each holding a weapon, namely the Force Hand Cannon, Heavy Shield, Tomahawk and Long Spear.
Even facing the majesty, Qianye remained calm and said, "After this battle, you will no longer have the power to track me down, right?"
"After this battle, I don't need to follow you anymore!" Lothar roared, with dark red flames rising from his body, his breath soaring, and his face also appeared ferocious.
After entering the fighting form, he became visibly irritable, raised his hand and fired a cannonball, and the original force shells like buckets blasted at Qianye!
Qianye didn't dodge or dodge, and crossed his arms to protect himself, but he resisted hard.
After the roar, Qianye's posture remained unchanged, but he was blasted tens of meters away, and his feet plowed a deep furrow on the ground. The battle armor on both of his arms was completely smashed, revealing his muscular arms.
Lothar's pupils shrank slightly, and he shot with all his strength, only to cause some flesh wounds on Qianye's arm! When will the blood race be able to take a shot at the nerubian
He snorted, threw the hand cannon aside casually, raised his war gun, accelerated suddenly, and in an instant he was in front of Qianye, piercing his chest with the war gun!
Lothar's figure was reflected in Qianye's pupils, and the controlling pupils only slowed down the nerubian warlord's speed for an imperceptible moment. At the same time, Qianye's figure had begun to blur.
At this moment, a figure rushed towards Qianye like lightning, and stood in front of Qianye, it was Zhu Ji!
Qianye was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab Zhu Ji, but although his movements were fast, Lothar was not slow, and with boundless power, the war spear pointed directly at Zhu Ji's chest!
At the critical moment, Lothar's face suddenly changed drastically, and he raised the spear with all his strength, forcibly changing the direction. And under the huge inertia, his huge body passed directly over the heads of Qianye and Zhu Ji, rushing hundreds of meters away.