Luther's face was extremely solemn, and he slowly drew out his long sword. The eyeballs with vertical pupils between his brows rolled, and a stream of black air swirled from behind, condensing into a hideous beast with the body of a fish, bird wings, and thorns all over its body. It is the talent totem of the Yelusheng family.
He stared at Qianye, and slowly said: "You are an opponent worthy of my seriousness. Report your family name!"
Qianye didn't talk nonsense with him, his eyes turned azure blue, and he activated pupil manipulation. In an instant, there was a sharp pain in Luther's original furnace, and he couldn't help trembling. He immediately seized the opening, Dongyue volleyed and slashed away, and Nirvana slashed through the air. Qianye launched a series of ultimate moves, not giving Luther the slightest chance to breathe.
Luther's face changed again, his left hand was held empty, and the talent totem behind him spewed out a stream of black air, which gathered out of thin air into a hexagonal crystal shining like a black crystal shield.
Amidst the roar, Nirvana Zhan and Crystal Shield perished together, and the aftermath of the impact turned the dark warriors around them upside down, and even the weaker ones were blown out directly. Within thirty meters of Qianye and Luther, there was no one standing.
Both Qianye and Luther were shocked. Since learning Nirvana Slash, this is the first time Qianye has achieved nothing with his sword.
And Luther was even more shocked. This obsidian shield is the supreme secret skill of his family, which can completely resist the full attack of opponents of the same level. It was by relying on this secret skill that Luther's Yelusheng family had a place among the powerful demon descendants. Now that the black shield was cut into pieces by a single sword, it showed that Luther's own combat power could not stop Qianye's sword just now.
The battlefield is changing rapidly, so there is no room for hesitation. Although Qianye was also shocked in his heart, he saw the flow of dark force from Luther's body in his real vision, and immediately strode forward. Dongyue slashed down with all his strength, and instinctively chose to attack hard.
Dongyue swung his sword, and there was a whistling sound. Luther's heart was shocked. This kind of whistling sound was different from the thunder sound made by adding thick original force. It was purely the air-piercing whistling caused by too much power and too fast sword speed.
Luther couldn't think of a good way to break it for a while, so he shouted loudly, reappeared the Obsidian Shield in his hand, and held Dongyue in the blink of an eye. With a click, fine cracks appeared on the shield surface, but fortunately it was not broken. Just as Luther took a breath, two heavy blows came from the shield suddenly, like two mountain peaks smashing towards him.
Luther's left arm was numb, and he had to put the long sword behind the shield and work together with both hands to withstand these heavy blows.
Qianye was also taken aback, he didn't expect Luther to block his triple slash so lightly.
But so what? With a yell, he swung Dongyue, and slashed wildly at Luther. If there was a flaw, he would attack the flaw, and if there was no flaw, he would directly smash at the Obsidian Shield!
Amidst the roar, Luther had no time to use any moves, so he could only rely on the Obsidian Shield to resist, and was shaken to this side, suffering unspeakably. The shield was shattered and shattered, and shattered again. I don't know how many times it was shattered by Qianye. If it weren't for Luther's cultivation of this secret skill to the level of great success, and he could instantly condense the crystal shield, he would have been hacked seventeen or eight times by Dongyue long ago.
In Luther's eyes, Qianye's whole body was full of flaws, and there was no sense of skill or aesthetics in his shots. As long as he is freed, there are at least three or four tyrannical secret techniques that can instantly severely injure the opponent. However, Qianye's attack was too fast, too heavy, and unreasonable. The demon viscount had noble blood and many secret techniques, but he couldn't find a chance to breathe, let alone fight back.
Luther could only pray that Qianye would exhaust his strength, or that some of his subordinates would risk their lives to rush up and give Qianye a heavy blow. However, the surrounding area had already been plundered and emptied by Qianye's vitality. When the two fought against each other, the force of the original force radiated everywhere, and a single ray of the general would be seriously injured. Who would dare to approach
Qianye's stormy attack suddenly stopped, Dongyue raised his head high, and in an instant, he cut three times in a row!
With a click, the Obsidian Shield shattered into pieces. Luther secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, he didn't care about the numbness all over his body, and instantly condensed an obsidian shield.
However, just as the shield was formed, Luther felt a chill in his back, and the dark force in his body suddenly lost control. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a spear protruding from his chest!
The incomparably violent dawn force rushed through his body in an instant, Luther's brows and pupils shot out a dazzling light, and the extremely rich dark force gushed out from the wound on his chest, forming a ferocious animal head with a fish body and bird wings , suddenly opened his mouth wide, and let out a shrill scream.
However, the flames on the front of the gun burst into flames, running like lightning, entangled with the dark force emanating from Luther's body, forming small force storms one after another.
"Song Qi..." Before Luther finished his sentence, Dongyue flew across the water like a dragonfly, and his head flew into the sky.
Luther's headless body fell down, revealing a non-gold and non-jade spear behind it. Just when Luther was struggling to resist Qianye's attack, Song Zining seized the opportunity and threw a shot for 100 meters, piercing Luther's vital point, the original furnace where the original force of the demons gathered.
The warriors of the dark race were stunned for a moment, and then like a volcanic eruption, the situation became extremely chaotic with a bang. Some rushed to the death, regardless of their own lives. Most of these people are Luther's direct troops. Luther died in battle, and they couldn't survive after returning, so they simply let go and fought to the death. But the cannon fodder and the alliance troops of other races became at a loss, and some even began to collapse, and the battlefield suddenly turned into a boiling cauldron.
However, Qianye, who personally beheaded Luther, stood with his sword, but no one approached him. He killed the Chinese army alone, and that plunder of vitality killed the courage of all the enemies. Even though Qianye was under heavy siege, no one was willing to come up and die in vain. Even Luther's surviving diehard confidants mostly chose to rush to Heiliu City, pulling several human races behind them.
"Qianye, save me!"
Song Zining's shrill cry came from a distance, which immediately startled Qianye. He looked up and saw that Song Zining had lost his weapon, was unarmed, was surrounded by groups, and was killed in a panic. How could he have the slightest heroic posture to hit the Chinese army directly
Next to Song Zining was a petite figure, who looked thin, but was really fierce in his strikes. The two swords flew like streamers, beheading the dark warriors one by one. In a critical situation, Song Zining even had to dodge her sword to dodge the attack.
Originally, Qianye held Dongyue flat, exhaled and made a sound, one advance was 30 meters, and all enemies blocking the way were sent flying with a single sword. But seeing Song Zining's embarrassing dodge, he suddenly twitched the corner of his eyes, and then he took Dongyue away, not only stopped moving forward, but stood still and looked at the scenery.
"Qianye! You bastard, I sacrificed my life to save you in vain! You, you, are you still a brother!" Song Zining was furious, jumping up and down and cursing. Later, Xu Shi felt that the voice was too low, so he simply tore off the hideous ghost's face and yelled loudly.
Qianye yawned and looked around, as if looking for a place to rest. However, although he had a harmless and innocent look on his face, wherever his eyes fell, the dark warriors would scatter away, fearing that he would see them in his eyes.
Song Zining regained his energy immediately, and pointed at Qianye: "Look at you, what do you still want to pretend to be innocent and kind!"
Song Zining dodged and stopped, but with a whoosh, several swords pointed at the back of his head and greeted him. He was criticizing Qianye, and he was so disturbed by Xing's head. He was suddenly furious, swung his backhand, and somehow a long sword came into his hands. All the people were beheaded, lightly and without a trace of fireworks.
The eyes of the girl with two swords suddenly lit up. This is the Seven Young Masters of the Song Clan in everyone's minds, even if they kill people, they kill them so poetically.
With a swing of the sword, Song Zining himself was stunned, knowing that he had accidentally passed through. Under Qianye's bright and clear gaze, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't help but feel a little hot.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud at the same time, approached quickly, and hugged each other violently.
Song Zining let go of his arms, looked Qianye up and down, and said, "Where did you go? You haven't come back for such a long time. I thought you were killed."
"It was only a little bit close, and it was really killed." Qianye laughed.
"Under the Iron Curtain, who has this ability? Now you can kill a viscount of a famous demon family without blinking an eye. You are not so cruel!" Song Zining looked in disbelief.
Qianye smiled wryly, "It's not as easy as you said? This demon is very difficult to deal with." Without Song Zining's shot, Qianye would have to pay a heavy price even if he won.
Before he finished speaking, Qianye's blood surged violently, and he couldn't hold it back any longer, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He was able to suppress Luther and attack all the way, how could he not get hurt at all
Seeing Qianye spitting blood, Song Zining not only didn't care at all, but instead gloated and laughed extraordinarily happily, "I let you be brave, now you vomit blood! Haha, I know there must be more down here, so don't hold back and vomit all together." Come on!"
Hearing this, Qianye couldn't help glaring at Song Zining. His qi and blood had already calmed down slowly, but after being so excited, he almost spat out another mouthful of blood.
Song Zining covered his mouth with a chuckle, and quietly spit two mouthfuls of blood into the handkerchief without making a fuss. Then with a movement of five fingers, the square scarf was tucked into the cuff and disappeared. On the surface, the Seventh Young Master of the Song Clan was still in good spirits, but his face, which was as handsome as spring water, turned a little red.
Qianye snorted, narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and patted Song Zining on the back, and sent back what he just said: "Don't hold back, let's vomit together!"
The strength of this palm was used just right, Song Zining could no longer suppress the injury, opened his mouth, and immediately spurted out a stream of purple and black blood. When the mouthful of blood was spit out, his face turned pale immediately, but his breath gradually stretched and strengthened, and he felt much more comfortable.
Song Zining stared at Qianye with piercing eyes, and said through gnashing teeth, "Where's your blood? Hurry up and spray it, don't hide it!"
Qianye shrugged and spread his hands, smiling brightly, and said, "It's gone!"
"Impossible!" Song Zining yelled, with disbelief on his face: "As an imposing warrior, I vomited three mouthfuls of blood all the way here. You are just a mere ninth-level soldier, and you killed Luther through the middle army. Who would believe that I just vomited a mouthful of blood? I want to save face and suffer, so I spit out the blood quickly, so as not to aggravate the internal injury!"
"It's really gone."
"It's really gone?" Song Zining still had a look of disbelief.
"No."
Qianye's physical strength was far beyond Song Zining's expectations, and so was his recovery ability. The force of the original force rebounded when Luther was stormed. Although the injuries caused were severe, they recovered a little in a short period of time. Spitting out blood was the limit.
Just as Song Zining was staring at Qianye, looking left and right, trying to find the blood that was hidden, the girl with double blades in the distance shouted loudly: "You two, save me!"
Qianye was stunned, and looked around, and sure enough, he saw that the girl was surrounded by a group, and she was covered in blood from the murder. He stepped forward and planned to rescue him.
Unexpectedly, Song Zining grabbed Qianye and said calmly, "It's okay, she..."