Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 56 I Can't Watch You Die
As soon as the sword in his hand was turned, countless people fell to the ground and died in an instant. The corpses were separated, the voices were screaming, and the bright red blood splashed in the air like rain.

Release the sword energy at will to kill people, suddenly a sword energy from Fan Qingtian directly forced him into Ouyang Muyue who was riding a war horse, and at this moment Zuo Zhujin saw this, and immediately flew from Kuang Yunshi's body towards Ouyang Muyue Go, now it is Ouyang Muyue who resisted this sword energy.

Immediately Zuo Zhujin shouted at Kuang Yunshi, "Lion Tyrant, stop her for me!"

Kuang Yunshi heard his master's order, roared, and rushed towards Fan Qingtian, running with a huge body, and the steps made the ground rumble.

"Are you okay?" Zuo Zhujin asked astride Ouyang Muyue's horse.

Ouyang Muyue turned her head to look at Zuo Zhujin, and said with a regretful look on her face, "I didn't expect to lose so badly in this war. I should apologize with death now, so as to reduce His Majesty's scolding and send me to hell. You really shouldn't have saved me just now!"

"Who cares if you want to die? At what time are you still thinking about such a mess, retreat quickly, I will resist that demon for a while!" Zuo Zhujin's face suddenly turned cold, he really did not expect the strength of this tyrant to be so powerful As strong as they are, they are also fearsome.

Before Ouyang Muyue could speak, Zuo Zhujin immediately flew off Ouyang Muyue's horse and headed towards Fan Qingtian.

This Fang Fan Qingtian killed anyone he saw in the crowd of soldiers from the Tu country, with a cruel killer in his eyes. The sword in his eyes was merciless, and the mad cloud lion was attacking her. Fan Qingtian had no defense at all, nor was he rational He wanted to hide, but he only wanted to kill all the people here.

The Kuangyun Lion ran wildly and raised his foot, kicking Fan Qingtian directly on the back, hitting Fan Qingtian's body with a force as heavy as a thousand gold.

'Pfft...' A mouthful of bright red blood sprayed out from Fan Qingtian's mouth, and at the same time he staggered forward, and the soldiers in front swung their swords in fear and slashed at Fan Qingtian. Dozens of wounds were added.

Bright red blood kept dripping from Fan Qingtian's body, but Fan Qingtian didn't feel it at all, and suddenly laughed wildly on his face, with a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth, "Kill, you damn people, you all have to die , go to hell, ah..."

The terrifying aura from Fan Qingtian's body once again overflowed, and the black horses spread out like ripples on their own. No matter whether there were people who wanted to kill Fan Qingtian or soldiers who wanted to escape, no one was spared. Death, and those who were able to resist were seriously injured.

"Ah..." The Turkish soldiers screamed again and again, terrified.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Tu country were already in a mess, wandering around, just wanting to escape from this demon, escape from this person who makes people feel like they will fall into the [-]th level of hell just by looking at them.

His eyes were red, cruel and ruthless, full of murderous intent, Fan Qingtian suddenly turned his head to look at the Kuangyun lion who kicked her just now, his eyes stared at the Kuangyun lion like a dead thing, and the sword in his hand slammed towards Kuangyun lion. Yunshi struck fiercely.

Seeing this, the Kuangyun lion raised its head and roared, and used its magic beast skills.

Suddenly Kuangyunshi spit out several balls of flames from its mouth, and the hot breath of the fireballs could burn the air and attacked Fan Qingtian fiercely, but such attacks had no effect on Fan Qingtian.

Only bloodthirsty was in his eyes, Fan Qingtian swung his sword with a sharp sword aura, and immediately split the flame ball in half, sparks splashed in all directions, like a rain of fire.

And Fan Qingtian's figure was so fast that he couldn't see the figure, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the Kuangyun lion. He jumped into the air and bounced into the air. He held the hilt of the sword in both hands, and the sword body exuded the thunder of thousands of troops. With such power, the vertical chop fell on Kuang Yunshi.

Kuang Yunshi had no chance to dodge at all, the sword in Fan Qingtian's hand fell directly on Kuang Yunshi's body, splitting Kuangyun Shirushan's body in half.

The Kuangyun Lion didn't even have time to make a scream, and the beast's eyes were full of fear, and it died.

'Boom. 'The hustle and bustle filled the air, and the body of Kuangyun Shirushan was divided into two halves, each crushing to death the soldiers who had no time to escape.

Zuo Zhujin, who came to support him, saw that his spirit beast had been hacked to death by Fan Qingtian, his eyes were red with anger, and he cursed, "You devil, die!"

This spirit beast has been with him for the longest time and is also his favorite, but it was killed by Fan Qingtian in the end. How could Zuo Zhujin not be angry and calm.

At this moment, gunpowder smoke and murderous intent became more intense in the air.

When people are angry, the sword is even more angry. The sword in Zuo Zhujin's hand swipes thousands of fierce moves, hitting the vital point of Fan Qingtian.

The swirling sword was like a raging wave, and Fan Qingtian only had bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes. The dancing sword resisted Zuo Zhujin's attack, and at the same time struck fiercely.

The sound of clanging swords resounded continuously in the air, as if playing a chilling song.

Both of them fought each other as if risking their lives, but in the end Zuo Zhujin was defeated, and Fan Qingtian pierced Zuo Zhujin's chest with a piercing sword attack, and the blood on Zuo Zhujin's body immediately flowed down.

Suddenly pulling the sword from Zuo Zhujin's body, the pain immediately spread across Zuo Zhujin's body, enduring the pain by force, Zuo Zhujin's body was about to fall to the ground.

And Fan Qingtian was expressionless at the moment, his eyes became more serious, and he swung his sword towards Zuo Zhujin's head.

Just when Zuo Zhujin was in danger, a palm wind swung towards Fan Qingtian's sword, the sword in Fan Qingtian's hand deflected, and the sword fell directly against Zuo Zhujin's shoulder.

Blocking Fan Qingtian's attack, Ouyang Muyue's figure came quickly, grabbed Zuo Zhujin's waist, and quickly evacuated with Zuo Zhujin.

"You support me, I'll help you leave!" Ouyang Muyue shouted at the bloodless Zuo Zhujin, and quickly touched Zuo Zhujin's acupuncture points with her hand to prevent Zuo Zhujin from losing too much blood.

At this moment, the blood on Zuo Zhujin's body had already turned his robe into a patch of red, his mind was a little confused, Zuo Zhujin frowned and said weakly, "You, what are you doing when you come back to die!"

"You can't watch me die, how can I watch you die!" Ouyang Muyue said anxiously, worry mixed with anger in her heart.

It's all his fault for being too self-confident to lead to such an end, all of this is his responsibility!Ouyang Muyue was extremely angry with herself at the moment.

Seeing that Zuo Zhujin was rescued from his own hands, the bloodthirsty aura in Fan Qingtian's eyes became even stronger. He stared sideways at Ouyang Muyue who was fleeing with Zuo Zhujin, and shouted coldly, "Go to death." The sword swung several sword qi fiercely, and killed Ouyang Muyue.

Ouyang Muyue has just entered the Yuanmai level, and it's okay to march and deploy troops, but the combat power is extremely weak, and a frontal attack on Shangfan Qingtian will undoubtedly fail.

(End of this chapter)