Solitaire: Rise of the Waste

Chapter 1627 Rescue to 1
Thinking of seeing her father, eldest brother, and third brother on the city wall, her head suddenly became bloodshot, and she immediately lost her sense of proportion.Although the final fact is that those three people were disguised by other people, but if they can make the figure and appearance exactly the same, and can deceive themselves, it proves that Mi Qingxue's people have seen her Parents.

Therefore, even if her parents survived by chance this time, if they are defeated, according to Mi Qingxue's will, their lives will definitely be in danger.

So, she can't lose!
Feng Caitian clenched the long sword in her hand, focused her eyes, discarded all distracting thoughts, and tried her best to divert all her attention to the battle.

Mi Qingxue was like a lunatic, after finding out that Feng Caitian was at a disadvantage but still able to deal with her, the excitement in her eyes was so great that she actually played a game of cat and mouse.

Thighs, arms, calves, waist, upper shoulders...

Every time Mi Qingxue used her sword, she could leave scars on Feng Caitian's petite body. The wounds were not deep, but the trickling blood made Feng Caitian feel dangerous.

She had already lost a lot of blood, and her face became even paler, but she still clenched her teeth and swung the long sword, not letting herself fall down in embarrassment.However, strong willpower cannot prevent the sequelae of a large amount of blood flow.

dizziness, fatigue...

Gradually, even her movements began to slow down, she didn't have time to stop the bleeding, nor did she have time to take pills to restore her functions.

Time does not allow it, and neither does Mi Qingxue!
If it were someone else, Feng Caitian, who had already become a blood man, would have fallen down long ago, but the top-heavy Feng Caitian persisted tenaciously. That cold little face, beautiful but stubborn, made people feel distressed. Even Mi Qingxue began to feel a little moved.

Liu Yihan, Mu Xuan and the others seemed to have sensed that something was wrong with Feng Caitian, but the opponent who was approaching every step of the way made them have no time to separate themselves, and because they were distracted to watch just now, they were also injured to varying degrees.

The battle is still going on, the fierce army battle, the [-] vengeance army now has only [-] soldiers fighting side by side with the few monsters. One does not give people great pressure.

Everyone was like zongzi, surrounded by groups and strangled together.However, seeing Feng Caitian fighting bloody battles, the despair in their eyes gradually turned into a kind of silence, as if at this moment, they abandoned all human emotions, and their swaying posture and long sword are like puppets who only know how to fight , ruthless, painless.

However, just when everyone thought they would continue to fight like this until the end of time, the sunny sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.It seems that the power to destroy the heavens and the earth is brewing, ready to destroy the earth.

The dark sky is oppressive and suffocating. This is not an early warning like the rain is coming. The turbid air seems to have a chilling death in the darkness, as if the god of death is coming.

The chaotic army stopped fighting, and looked at the center of the huge vortex with some confusion, while Mi Qingxue, Jun Wuya and others also stopped torturing their opponents, and looked up at an unknown disaster.

Between lightning and thunder, suddenly one after another black shadows fell from the huge vortex like devils crawling out of the nether hell, and then fell towards the city wall of Qiankun City.

"What's that?" Mi Qingxue turned around and took a look, frowning slightly: "Your reinforcements?" Mi Qingxue looked at Feng Caitian with some incredulous eyes.

Judging from the aura of those people, the black shadows that fell from the black vortex did not look like normal people in the mainland. The strong death energy on their bodies gave people the impression of just two words - death!
Are these people from the Demon Race?
Mi Qingxue looked suspiciously at the foot of the city wall again.

Feng Caitian showed a puzzled expression, but when she saw that the direction of the gathering of those black shadows was the position of the spirit demon, her cold eyes shrank slightly, and she had some guesses in her mind.

"My lord!" Thousands of black shadows gathered quickly, bowed slightly to the center of the black air on the city wall, their voices were sonorous and powerful, revealing inexplicable excitement and admiration.

The black air dissipated, and everyone saw that coquettish peerless handsome man exposed, his cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focus, the dark eyes were full of peace, and the long black hair was beside the ears, embellishing the sexy collarbone to make people feel The crime, the chiseled handsome face is like a knife-cut, and he has no choice but to marvel secretly, but there is a spine-chilling chill surrounding him, which makes people feel chilling and dare not be underestimated.

"Kill all those wearing dark-type armor." An extremely pleasant voice overflowed from thin red lips, indifferent but unquestionable.

Fang Shihua found it funny when he heard this, "My friend, don't you think that you can kill my hundreds of thousands of troops?"

The spirit demon raised his eyes and glanced indifferently, with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

"Crap!"

The crowd didn't see how the man fell to the ground. They thought they would retort, but suddenly found that Fang Shihua didn't move, and his lips were still open. But in the next second, everyone just Seeing that Fang Shihua's head and body had been separated, with a grunt, Fang Shihua's dead head rolled to the feet of everyone.

The man didn't even look at it, but just glanced at the black figure kneeling in front of him, who was obviously also frightened, with some displeasure, "Why are you standing there, waiting for me to invite you to lunch?"

"Don't dare!" The black shadows bent down respectfully, and in the next second their bodies turned into a phantom, and rushed into the army.

"Now, you should be satisfied!" The man murmured, and flew into the air, and the black air from nothingness immediately transformed into a nine-dragon black chair, which appeared under the spirit demon's buttocks.

The appearance of the dark shadow of the demon clan caused the invading army to suffer heavy losses immediately.

The speed of the black shadow is extremely fast, obviously there are only a few thousand people, but with the killing speed and fierce skill, it seems that there are tens of thousands of people, and each one counts as ten.They have never seen that killing someone is as easy as the demons.

But in the blink of an eye, the invading army had lost nearly 3 people. Jun Wuya, Mi Qingxue and others immediately realized that something was wrong, but fortunately, the spirit demon who was watching the battle leisurely did not join the battle.

They still have a chance!

The war situation began to reverse. Feng Caitian, Liu Yihan and the others, taking advantage of Mi Qingxue, Jun Wuya and the others' stunned blankness, immediately took the repairing elixir and treated the wound by the way.

Although 5 minutes is not much for other people, it is extremely critical and rare for them to recover from the god-level medicine.

(End of this chapter)