wicked immortal

Sergei led a team of cavalry, charging ahead like an invincible arrow, smashing all the way, like a broken bamboo.

Under Sergey's bright long knife, all obstacles became vulnerable, and the light of the knife passed, and the ashes disappeared...

At this time, Sergei was already covered in blood. He had destroyed at least a dozen pitchers behind the courtyard. Hundreds of refugees had died under his long knife. The Crusaders who followed him were all scarred. However, they are still fighting fiercely.

At this time, every crusader knew very well that as long as they retreated, the entire army would be wiped out. If they want to win, the only way out is to fight with their backs.

Now is the time to fight for courage!

Sergey's eyes are red.

He knows that he cannot fall, he is a banner, and if he falls, a chain reaction will be triggered.

In fact, Sergey has already smelled the smell of victory. He believes that as long as they persevere, victory will belong to them, because the refugee army they are facing is really vulnerable-although they have caused huge damage to the Crusaders. casualties.

The battle situation is already at a stalemate.

Every crusader's eyes were bloodshot, and they forgot their fear. In their eyes, there was only killing and destruction...

Pong!

A bright long knife pierced the night, a wooden pillar as thick as a thigh was split in two, the whole wooden structure collapsed, a burning torch was thrown in, the house was burning with raging fire, and the sky was red On the other side, in the courtyard, there were screams, and Sergey let out an earth-shattering grin.

"Brothers, kill!" Sergei slashed his long knife in the air, making a thunderous sound, and the momentum was appalling.

Hundreds of cavalry followed behind Sergey, tearing through the endless darkness like a sharp arrow.

"Amitabha!" A clear Buddha's name came to mind, and in the air, a monk wearing cassock and holding Buddhist beads flew in the air, stopped the imposing Sergey, and stood in the middle of the street like a mainstay rock.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Sergey shouted violently, hurriedly urged the horse under his crotch, the horse neighed to the sky, and rushed towards the monk, unstoppable.

The monk was not afraid of Sergey's aura of engulfing mountains and rivers. Holding the Buddhist beads in his hand, he kept urging him, and his whole body emitted a dazzling light, showing every detail.

A shocking scene appeared. In front of the monk, a huge light shield actually appeared. The light shield stood in the middle of the street. It was so majestic and tall that it was impossible to look up.

"Small tricks, but dare to make a fool of yourself, go to hell!"

Sergey laughed wildly, and raised the long knife in the air, making a loud noise like thunder. In the air, silver snakes danced wildly, and the bright long knife suddenly turned into a huge luminous body and slashed down in the air.

Seeing the sharp long knife slashing down, the monk's eyes showed a trace of shock, and he hurriedly moved his mouth, and the light shield became more and more condensed.

It's a long story, but in fact, it was all between the flash and the flint, between the time when the monk appeared and when Sergey slashed with the long knife, it was just a breath.

The sharp long knife slashed down!

boom!

The huge light shield was split into countless light and shadow fragments that shot around, and the surrounding houses were immediately wiped out by the fragments.

"what……"

The monk's chest seemed to be hit by a giant hammer, and he let out a heart-piercing scream. The whole person flew out of the air and fell heavily on the bluestone floor of the street. Spider-like cracks appeared on the bluestone floor immediately. shocking.

"Kill!" Sergey let out a burst of earth-shattering laughter, raised his long knife, and ran towards the monk non-stop.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

……

Seeing the coach slaying all the way, hundreds of cavalry became more and more motivated. Amidst the earth-shattering shouts of killing, they mobilized their horses and followed Sergey like a torrent of steel...

……

The monk struggled to stand up, but the huge force had already injured his internal organs, and he immediately coughed up big balls of blood when he moved a little. He could only watch helplessly as the murderous Sergey rushed over.

"Eat it immediately."

Just when the monk was desperate, a young man with golden armor and long hair slowly walked up to him.

slowly……

The monk took a red bullet in the air. He didn't understand why he felt "slowly", but it was indeed the feeling. The young man with golden armor and long hair walked in front of him very calmly.

"Thank you, General Zhao." A trace of shame appeared on the monk's face. He originally volunteered to resist the enemy, but he didn't expect that with his decades of cultivation, he was not a general of the opponent.

In fact, the monk was not alone in making mistakes. In the comprehension world of the Great Qin Empire, many comprehensionists did not take the Crusades seriously. Imagine, moreover, the generals of the Crusaders are all masters, and they are not inferior to the warriors of the Great Qin Empire...

Zhao Yuan nodded, standing in front of the monk, with his long hair flying, his majestic body, like a mountain.

"Are you Zhao Yuan on the villain list?!" Sergey reined in his horse, pointed his long knife at Zhao Yuan, and asked loudly.

"Exactly." Zhao Yuan stared at Sergey with deep eyes. He could feel the tyrannical power contained in Sergey's body. That power was comparable to the four great gods of the Great Qin Empire.

"Okay, look at the knife!"

Sergey laughed out loud, full of arrogance, his legs were strong, and the horse under his crotch immediately rushed towards Zhao Yuan. With the long knife in his hand, an afterimage of tens of feet was swept in the air, forming a bright light curtain, and the momentum was overwhelming. soul-stirring.

Facing the bright long knife, Zhao Yuan still stood tall like a mountain, and his deep eyes suddenly became sharp like a blade.

This is a formidable opponent.

If you want to hit the morale of the opponent, it is best to hit it with one blow and kill it on the spot.

In fact, Zhao Yuan didn't know that Sergei was the coach. He just realized that the person in front of him was not low in status. After all, the other party was a master who could fight against the four great gods of the Great Qin Empire.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yuan made a decision.

Kill one to set an example!

Seeing the bright long knife getting closer, Zhao Yuan, who was motionless, suddenly moved, without any warning, what Zhao Yuan moved was his right hand, a right hand clenched into a fist, which appeared out of nowhere in the flames.

Bah!

There was a palpitating muffled sound.

Zhao Yuan's fist hit the sharp long knife head-on.

Time, space, at this moment, seemed to be frozen, not only Sergey and a group of cavalry had incredible expressions on their faces, but also the monk who barely stood up after swallowing the elixir was also shocked.

Use flesh and blood to fight against a long knife, unless it is an indestructible body.

In fact, facing a strong man like Sergey, the indestructible body of King Kong in the martial arts world is useless. You must know that the monk's light shield is also very powerful in the cultivation world, and he can't bear it. With Ergai's blow, his bravery can be seen.

One can almost imagine the bloody scene where Zhao Yuan's body was split into two.