after god gambler

Chapter 297 Who Ruled the World (3)
Feng Yunhua glanced over, and there was a look of curiosity on Sunshine's face.

"See for yourself!"

Feng Meixue threw the letter paper over, walked out of the city lord's mansion with her sleeves swayed, ignoring the shouts coming from behind, and hurried towards the location of Canglan City like a meteor.

The baby is almost six months old, and the swollen outline of the belly can already be seen. In the cradle of life on that side, a little life is pregnant.

Originally, Mo Yanhua told her to stay in Tianxuan City to raise her baby, and leave everything to him.

But how can she still stay in Tianxuan City now, seeing him in danger, she knows that what he is doing so desperately is to give her and the baby a stable future, and he doesn't want her to encounter it again in the future Danger.

This time, he broke the boat and vowed to fight Meng Junlin to the death!
When the blood-colored setting sun spread from the sky, the entire Canglan City was shrouded in red light, and the sky also spread like a piece of red satin.The poisonous mist continued to spread, and people fell down constantly.

There is not much left in the Tianyao army, only the Tianyao Wing Army is still stubbornly resisting.

Mo Yanhua's face also became condensed, his fists were clenched tightly, and there was a trace of determination on his face.

No matter how much the price is, he will protect her safely!
This kind of poison called helpless is only effective in sunlight, as long as one inhales even a little, one will fall into a coma and cannot wake up.Once night fell, the mist was no longer toxic, so Meng Junlin was waiting for this moment.

"The whole army is ready!"

Meng Junlin's cold voice fell, and the soldiers held the halberds tightly, waiting for the most important battle.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

They looked at the sunset in the sky that was getting closer and closer to the horizon, with triumphant smiles on their faces.

When the last sunset fell, Yunmeng's army marched towards the direction of Tianyao's army, and the sonorous sound of iron armor and copper boots landing, like the sound of death, kept approaching the ears.

The pale moonlight covered the long street, and there was no one on the street after the gunpowder smoke had burned.

A flock of crows flew across the sky, and carnivorous vultures also settled on the dead branches, waiting for a gluttonous feast.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

The footsteps of Yunmeng's army kept approaching, and the drums of war also sounded clearly in the night.

The Tianyao Wing Army flew in the air, seeing the black army approaching, immediately sent out a long whistle to call the police.

"They're here!"

Ye Dingnan's heart suddenly twitched, but he still stood up without fear of death, holding his wife Zhan Yinger's hand tightly.

"Is Ying'er afraid?"

"Don't be afraid! Sprinkling the last drop of blood for the Tianyao Dynasty is the vow we made together at the beginning!"

Zhan Ying'er's face showed a look of resignation to death, and she also held Ye Dingnan's hand, without flinching in her voice.

"Move all the soldiers stunned by the poisonous mist to the rear!"

Feng Tayue's cold voice was full of desolation, looking at the soldiers who looked like corpses, two lines of hot tears flowed from his face.If there is no way to undo the poison on their bodies, they will become real dead when the Yunmeng army arrives.

As a soldier, Ma Ge shrouded his body and died on the battlefield. He deserved his death, but he did not allow himself to die so uselessly!

"Yes, General!"

Feng Qili also had rosy eyes, but without hesitation, he moved the soldiers who had fainted from the poison to the rear.

If they can't hold up the line of defense, then the fate of these soldiers must be very bleak.

"You finally came!"

Mo Yanhua stood on the tower, watching Meng Junlin's smug face from a distance, his voice was still calm as usual.

Under the long eyelash feathers, a pair of pale golden pupils are as deep as a deep lake.

"That's right, I'm here to harvest your lives!"

Meng Junlin sneered and said, with a cruel voice, full of violence, he didn't take these lives seriously.

He stood with his hands behind his back, watching these remnant soldiers dying and struggling with cold eyes, the corners of his lips raised even higher.

"Archers! Shoot the arrows!"

With a wave of his hand, the rain of arrows all over the sky fell towards the army of the Tian Yao Dynasty.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

A pitch-black rain of arrows, like thousands of wasps pounced down, killing a large number of people in an instant.

"what!"……

The shrill screams resounded, and the bodies pierced by the sharp arrows fell down powerlessly.But soon a group of new soldiers came to replace them, protecting the helpless brothers in the rear with their flesh and blood.

"Tian Yao Wing Army! Unleash the Thunder!"

Mo Yanhua's cold voice overflowed from his lips and fell clearly into the ears of Tian Yao Yijun.

"Boom!"

The Sky Thunderbird went up to the Tian Yaoyi Army and pulled up the rocket and shot towards the archers. The Sky Thunderbird also spit a thunder ball and landed towards the Yunmeng army.

For a moment, the flames and the sound of fighting were mixed together, and the bloody curtain unfolded.

"Cavalry cavalry, rush to the past!"

Meng Junlin gave an order, brandished the stunning spear in his hand, and rushed in the direction of Mo Yanhua.

As long as he restrained Mo Yanhua alone, wouldn't the soldiers of the Tianyao Dynasty be slaughtered?

"Jing--"

Mo Yanhua knew what he was thinking, so how could he allow his tricks to succeed, stroking the phantom sound magic piano with one hand to force back groups of Yunmeng's army, while facing Meng Junlin with his palm volley.

"Hmph! You want to take care of both ends? I won't let you take care of one end! Nirvana, come out!"

Meng Junlin's face was ferocious, and the undead Gu broke out from his chest, turning into a black figure, with silk threads flying in his hands, and circled towards Mo Yanhua.

"Your opponent is here!"

Bing Qiong also turned into a human form at this moment, flying out with wings in his hands, cutting off the thread of silence.

"Boom!"

The two sides fought fiercely, but Yunmeng's army was numerous and powerful, even if Mo Yanhua was there to help, they still suffered heavy casualties.

"Keng--"

When the cavalry surrounded Feng Tayue and the others, Mo Yanhua's complexion changed, and the sound blade of the phantom sound magic piano flew out in his hand.

However, in just this split second, Meng Junlin seized the opportunity and pierced Mo Yanhua's back with the Jinghong gun, drawing a long bloodstain.

"puff--"

Blood gushed out from Mo Yanhua's back, and a long wound stretched directly from his back to his arm, looking extremely hideous.Drops of blood rolled down from the arm, which looked shocking.

His body trembled slightly, but he stood upright without showing any weakness.

That iron frame was as proud as a mountain, even if the flesh and blood on his back were torn apart, he still stood upright in the air with a stubborn and unyielding face.

(End of this chapter)