The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

Mu Bai said: "Miss Luoyue, I think so, you stay here to take care of Lande and the others, they are injured and it is inconvenient to move. Ying, Wuhui and I went to see what happened."

Luoyue nodded slightly and said, "Okay then, be careful."

"Ah."

Mu Bai nodded, and He Ying and Jian Wuhui ran straight to the outside of the mansion.

The three of them had just arrived in the hall of the mansion when they happened to run into Brook who had been driven out.

Seeing the three Mubai people in front of him, Brook asked in surprise, "Your Excellency, what are you doing out here?"

Mu Bai said: "I don't want to go and see the situation, maybe I can help."

Brook laughed and said, "It's just an assassin, he can't escape. Since you want to go, come together."

After hearing this, Mubai and the others left the mansion with Baruch.

Come outside the mansion.

The [-] heavy armored swordsmen under Brooke had already assembled under the leadership of the deputy head.

"Let's go!" Brooke waved his hand, leading his subordinates to rush towards the Marshal's Mansion in the center of the fortress.

Mubai and the others followed behind the team.

Mu Bai quietly looked at the group of heavy armored swords in front of him. Each of them carried a two-meter epee on their backs. This kind of epee weighs at least one hundred catties and has a great attack power.These heavy armored swordsmen are all graduates from the other four major academies of the empire, and many of them are strong. They are a very elite unit in the northern fortress, and their combat effectiveness is more than a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary soldiers.They are very calm, the pace of progress is methodical, and there is no sign of panic.

……

Inside the Marshal's Mansion.

At this time, it had turned into a sea of ​​blood in purgatory, and blood rained down in midair, and screams could be heard endlessly.

The white-haired swordsman stood in the courtyard, with corpses piled up like a mountain in front of him, none of them was complete.

The epee in its hand was like a meat grinder, every time the sword stabbed out, the golden fighting air it brought up could strangle and kill at least a hundred soldiers.The more than 3000 soldiers who poured into it were all killed by the white-haired swordsman in less than 5 minutes.

Outside the Marshal's Mansion, [-] soldiers have surrounded it like an iron barrel.When the group leaders saw the scene in the marshal's mansion, they all turned pale with fright, and took a breath of cold air.