Daming's First Sword God/daming's Super God Six Doors

"Since I'm all yours, if you die, what's the point of my life!" Ji Yaohua said, while Dongfang Bai on the other side glared at Lin Wuya.

"At most one hour, they should be able to bring rescue soldiers to come!" Dongfang Bai said.

Lin Wuya smiled, walked in front of Ji Yaohua, carried her directly, smashed a bloody path, and was covered in blood, and finally got on a black horse and tapped her blood.

"Go away! You are here, it will only get in the way!"

The dark horse neighs!

Hurry up and go!

Immediately afterwards, Lin Wuya looked at Dongfang Bai again.

"I'm sorry, Miss Dongfang, I got you involved!" Lin Wuya looked at Dongfang Bai, "So, you should leave too, with your strength, they can't stop them, I'm exhausted now, and I can support Soon!"

Dongfang Bai hummed, "I can still hold on for an hour. After an hour, the rescuers will arrive!"

"reinforcement?"

"Why come to the rescue!"

"Even if Zhu Houzhao is willing to send rescue troops, the military power of the Imperial City Royal Forest Army is in the hands of Zhuge Zheng, so I dare to conclude that Zhuge Zheng is me and will not mobilize troops to rescue me!"

Lin Wuya finished speaking.

Dongfang Bai's face was stunned, slightly pale, but he didn't expect that in this courtroom, compared to the rivers and lakes!

More sinister!

More dangerous!

His own rivers and lakes seem to be a lot simpler, nothing more than fighting and killing!

"Sure enough, the Chaotang is much more complicated than the rivers and lakes!" Dongfang Bai revealed a beautiful smile!

"So, let's go! Miss Dongfang! Next time there is a chance, I will continue to invite you to drink!" Lin Wuya said.

Dongfangbai shook his head, suddenly, his eyes widened, looking at Lin Wuya and said: "Lin Wuya, you are courting death! I am undefeated Dongfang, I am in charge of the Sun Moon Divine Religion, and I will traverse the land of Aozhou and overwhelm the Wuyue Sword Sect. I'm leaving? How can I ruin my reputation in your hands?"

Lin Wuya looked at her and stopped talking!

The opposite An Shigeng squinted his eyes and smiled.

"I really admire Mr. Lin's force, and I also admire Mr. Lin's strategy. It seems that you know the situation in Daming well! You are right, Zhuge Zheng, an old fox like me, will never send someone to rescue you!"

"Today, you are in a mortal situation!" An Shigeng said!

"However, Lord Lin, I am still willing to give you a chance. If you surrender to me and become my subordinate, we will join forces. The entire Ming Dynasty will be at your fingertips. What do you want, this king will give you what, how about it? If you want power and power, I will give you the right, if you want the richest in the world, I will give it to you like An Shigeng! If you want the rivers and lakes, I will give you the same!"

"Thanks to the love of Prince An! Let's do it!" Lin Wuya clenched his sword tightly, and the inner energy in his body gradually began to gather again.

An Shigeng narrowed his eyes and sighed.

"How can you be my opponent in black clothes? Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me! Come on, kill me!" An Shigeng said here, and gradually retreated and got into a carriage!

He opened the curtain of the carriage and watched the collapsed Lin Wuya and Dongfang Invincible surrounded by four or five hundred masters.

"Hei Xuanjia, after an hour, I want you to see me with his head!"

"As ordered! Up to half an hour!"

Hei Xuanjia is the leading black-clothed guard, with first-class strength, no weaker than a master like Ji Yaohua.

Hei Xuanjia suddenly drank, and suddenly, in all directions, countless black-clothed guards rushed over!

Lin Wuya's eyes were cold, and he opened it suddenly, a murderous aura burst out!

"Miss Dongfang, I want to see how many people you killed today, it's me!"

Dongfang Bai smiled: "Of course I am Dongfang Unbeaten!"

The sword in Lin Wuya's hand!

A black-clothed guard with a head in the air!

The same is true for Dongfang Invincible, constantly urging internal force and killing people!

In the whole forest, the blood flowed into the river 803, and the horror was extreme!

Too many people!

A piece of black!

All rolled over!

Even if Lin Wuya's swordsmanship is tricky and bizarre, he can't resist the siege of a large number of masters!

Lin Wuya's back hurts!

The robe is torn, and a hole is torn open!

Lin Wuya's cold light flashed, his long sword retracted, he took a step forward, grabbed the shoulder of a black-clothed guard, and landed his right hand on his waist again.

Urgent!

Lin Wuya is approaching three or four black-clothed guards again!

One kill!