Valkyrie

Chapter 896 A pair of lame people

Qingtian Wufu.

Under the mighty ancient sky, the battle was in full swing, and it had lasted for an unknown amount of time.

The area of ​​Qingtian Wufu, which stretched for thousands of miles, has been completely shattered.Countless mountains collapsed and turned into dust.Countless rivers broke, wrapped in blood, and galloped wantonly on the earth.

The war so far.

Countless Qingtian Martial House's former disciples have returned, and they have devoted themselves to this terrifying Shura battlefield with their flesh and blood.

Countless jet-black cavalry under the banner of Mingzi had their armor shattered, and their spears were broken.Their hair was disheveled, with numerous wounds all over their bodies, bleeding profusely.

However, they were roaring, roaring, and fighting!

Even if they try their best to lose their souls, they must completely kill the silver feather army of the Xuantian God Clan.

More than half of the disciples of Qingtian Martial House had died in battle.

Their faces were bloodstained, their eyes were cruel, and they were a little dazed.The flowers who have lived in the greenhouse since childhood, even though they have a knight dream in their hearts.But where did such a tragic fight happen.

Where has I seen such a terrifying Shura battlefield.

On this vast void battlefield, people are like animals, either biting or being beheaded by others.Blood flew everywhere, and countless limbs were broken!
Pei Xiufu was drenched in blood, and he was already exhausted.

However, he was still fighting, as if holding a breath in his heart, as long as that breath lasted, he was willing to turn into a bloodthirsty devil and kill all directions.

Lu Donghuang has been knocked into the void seventeen times.

And every time, he rushed into the sky like a bloody goshawk.

The battle continues.

The blood is like rain, hanging all over the void.

On the side of the Protoss and Xingtian Temple, there are still a steady stream of warriors rushing to help.Gradually, they have formed a siege to the Mingjiao army and the disciples of Qingtian Wufu.

They are aloof, looking at the enemies who are fighting like trapped animals coldly and mercilessly, like watching pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, without the slightest mercy, only endless cruelty.

Gradually, the army of the Mingjiao and the Qingtian Martial House began to decline.

Even if the beast is still fighting...

But it is also difficult to resist the siege of an army that gradually increases to dozens of times.

The army is desperate.

Hero's end.

……

Outside the territory of Qingtian Martial Mansion, the adjacent Baizhan City was also horribly affected by this bloody battle.Contiguous stretches of houses collapsed, and countless people were killed.

But in Baizhan City, there is an unremarkable alley.

There is also an unremarkable building.

A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peach and plum, ten years of light in the night and rain in the rivers and lakes!

——Chunfeng Tower.

In the building, Li Jiang, who was sitting in a wheelchair, watched over the wine-warming stove at night, held the wine glass in his hand, clicked the wine stains twice, and then sighed, "Although you are a senior who has been famous for a long time, we still can't help you!" It’s not considered a friend! Treating you with this wine should already be very good.”

"ignorance!"

There was a mocking sound from the opposite side of Li Jiangye, and there was a person in front of him.He is also sitting in a wheelchair, and his legs seem to be disabled.

Sitting together, the two really complement each other so well.

The man was wearing a gray tiger-striped robe mixed with snow, and he didn't drink, but sat quietly at the wine table, slowly stroking the cub tiger in his arms.

After a while, the man picked up the wine glass and fed the wine to the suckling tiger.

"This is a bit of a waste. Although this guy has a good background, I brewed this wine myself. Even if Lin Changtian is here, he can only drink this kind of wine!"

Li Jiangye said regretfully.

The man laughed coldly, ignored Li Jiangye, and said calmly, "I paid for it!"

Li Jiangye shook his head and remained silent. Instead of taking the man's words, he knocked on the table and looked at the world outside the window, "Aren't you really going out! Although the black cavalry under the banner of Mingzi is not you The descendants of the direct subordinates back then are also in the army robes!"

"Xue Tianjun, the dignified leader of the White Tiger Division of the Zuo Jiaming Sect, is just watching with cold eyes, hiding in my Chunfeng Building?"

Being squeezed by Li Jiangye so much, Xue Tianjun's expression did not change at all. He just rubbed his drunken tits and said lightly, "The Black Cavalry has another name..."

"...Called to the death camp!"

Ok?
Li Jiangye hummed, and looked at Xue Tianjun with some doubts, "No general will let his army die in vain. Even if it is to show the strength of the Zuojia Ming Sect, do you need the blood of thousands of people?"

Xue Tianjun remained silent.

"You do not understand!"

After a long time, Xue Tianjun replied.

"I'm afraid that you yourself don't understand why this is so!"

Now, it was Li Jiangye's turn to look down on Xue Tianjun.

"Ignorant junior..."

Xue Tianjun spoke very stiffly, and suddenly coughed twice, "I don't understand why this is so, but I know... Li Baiyi decided today's situation hundreds of years ago!"

Li Jiangye frowned slightly, then shook his head with a smile, not caring much about it.Although he has some connections with Qingtian Martial House, he knows that the number of times he can make shots is limited now.

Even if Lin Changtian came back one day, if he knew that he would die, he would have all the resentment against him.

But the number of his shots will be left to Lin Huang and Li Chunfeng after all.

Moreover, with Xue Tianjun here, it would not be his turn to make a move.

Chatting so far, since there is no result, Li Jiangye can only shake his head helplessly...

But Xue Tianjun held the Ruhu in his arms, but he never looked out the window.It seemed that outside Baizhan City, the desperate Mingjiao army in the sky had nothing to do with him.

He came to Baizhan City only because Qin Changsheng said a word to him during the Haotu Ruins War——

——When you have time in the future, you can take a closer look at my little brother!
So, Xue Tianjun came.

It's just that Lin Huang had already left the Qingtian Martial Mansion, but Xue Tianjun found a world-defying Canglong in Baizhan City that was supposed to soar above the Nine Heavens.

But this world-defying blue dragon was crippled, limping just like himself.

Xue Tianjun squeezed the nipple in his arms, even though he didn't look out the window.But how could the bits and pieces of the world war outside escape his senses.

Although he didn't do anything, there was still a lot of resentment and emotion in his heart!

Xue Tianjun, the lord of slaughter who made the world fearful back then, wore a white tiger fate and held a Mengzhang magic knife. Wherever he went, no grass grew, and countless holy emperors fell.

So far, it has been like this.Even if you want to make a move, you have to look forward and backward, and consider the overall situation that Li Baiyi said.

Ah……

Xue Tianjun fed half of the wine to the baby tiger, and poured the other half down his throat.

……

The dark night, as thick as ink, like sea water, tightly wraps the forest.

Make it hard for him to breathe.

At this moment, Lin Huang didn't know if he still had consciousness.

He couldn't sense whether he was still alive.

Just like that, he lay quietly in the endless abyss.

Along the way, he didn't know what a brutal fight and what a terrifying demon he encountered.

Enter Piaoxue Palace, kill Han Qingtian, Zhanxueling Palace, kill Liu Cangsheng, kill Beilin Weiyang...

In the end, he was stabbed twice by Li Chunfeng and sprinkled with poison.

How many times did the wind go smoothly in the gutter, but fell into the hands of a little bastard.

Lying on the ground of the abyss, Lin Huang was in a daze as if he was about to die, but his face lying on the ground was full of distortion and ferocity.

and also--

——Unfeeling!
I do not know how long it has been.

When the hostility, resentment, ferocity, and ferocity on Lin Huang's face accumulated to a critical point, the originally dilapidated and weak body stood up directly.

He stood up coldly and mercilessly.

Lin Huang stood in the incomparably pitch-black abyss, holding Zhan Li Jue, his expression twisted and dull, his body stiff and murderous, his whole body was like a statue—a ruthless Shura!
(End of this chapter)