Enduring the Winter Chapter 150: Blood Fire
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While Liu Gan was still playing his prestige, Qing Zhi had also rescued Kong Ning from more than a dozen players.
"Thank you, senior, for your help!" Although she looked like a young woman, Kong Ning chose to use a respectful name for the person who easily repelled the son of doom that surrounded him.
The educated youth Zhizhi waved his hand and said indifferently: "You don't need to thank me, someone really asked me to take action to save your life. As for the predecessors, I am just one step ahead of you, not a predecessor. "
Kong Ning was about to speak, Qing Zhi stretched out Qianqian's jade finger, pointed behind him, and said: "Hey, the Lord is there." Kong Ning hurriedly turned around and found that it was Liu Gan.
Is it him?
Kong Ning is a little confused. When did he have such a powerful friend? Moreover, looking at his appearance, it seems that he has reached the heavenly rank?
Undoubtedly, Kong Ning was hit hard, and when he was about to go to thank him, Qing Zhi by his side brushed against him and went to Liu Ganna, and then the two said a few words and disappeared.
So, he had no choice but to ask Yan Ling who was organizing his hands with a cheeky.
"Ms. Yanling, did you come back anonymously? I just wanted to see him."
Yan Ling turned his head, saw Kong Ning, and smiled: "Isn't he, he's a celestial rank now, he almost looks down on me!"
"Girl Yanling was joking." Kong Ning wanted to ask anything more, but was pulled by Yan Ling to direct his subordinates.
A smile appeared on Yan Ling's face, and said: "Well, let's not talk about it, it is better to drive off the enemy troops on the wall as soon as possible." Although there are only less than 20,000 manpower left, facing six outside the city Wan's enemy army is nothing at all, but they are the main force in guarding the city wall! Kong Ning also knew the importance of this matter. Before his life was in danger, he could not take care of it. Now he must quickly organize these people to form a counterattack.
When the battle on the ground falls into a stalemate, the battle in the sky tends to fall sideways.
The Qiuer slashed again, and the battle front could no longer take advantage of it under the strong force. Not to mention the two-handed battle axe was smashed into the sky, and the person was smashed into the sky and fell to the ground!
"Is this running out of strength?"
The next shot, his vindictiveness is more vigorous, and the battle front that has lost the ability to resist can't resist it!
Chu Kuo and Yun Cheng looked at each other, and both resorted to the strongest move, hoping to stop the knife.
The milky white vindictive energy was poured into the lancet, and the long-term battle made Yun Cheng's face pale, and there was not much vindictive energy left. With a soft cry, the final blow cut off the sword energy that was slashed towards Qiu'er!
"Secret Skills! The End of the Clouds!"
The mist shrouded, like a giant prehistoric beast, rushing towards the sword with its teeth and claws.
Chu Kuo also showed a cruel look, and the palm of his left hand rubbed on the short knife, blood dripped out, and fell on the knife, forming a disturbing red color! The same roar, as if exhausted all the energy!
"Secret skills! Hundred birds face the phoenix!"
When the knife was swung out, the damp yellow vindictiveness seemed to have been dyed, and it quickly turned red. The grudge dispersed, like a drop of blood, and finally turned into an overwhelming white bird, swarming towards Qiu'er!
Looking at the birds approaching, Qiu'er sneered: "Stupid!" Seeing the blood phoenix, who had been motionless around him, opened his mouth and inhaled, the sky full of birds turned into blood fog again, and was covered by blood. Feng sucked it into his mouth. At the same time, Yun Cheng's giant cloud sea beast also hit the sword energy, but strangely there was no sound, as if it had disappeared out of thin air with the sword energy.
Xiao'er frowned, and suddenly realized that this trick was an illusion!
"Despicable, actually used illusion!" Looking at the blank white mist between the sky and the earth, it became deeper and deeper, Qiu'er shouted. But no one paid attention to him, he could only watch the four people in front of him disappear one by one.
Suddenly, there was a noise from behind him, and he immediately pulled his knife to guard behind him. Sure enough, Jiang Zhong bullied himself with a long knife in his hand, and he was about to stab Qiu'er. However, in Qiu'er's eyes, this speed was too inferior. He raised the knife casually and cut Jiang Zhong in the middle. Just when he was puzzled, "Jiang Zhong" dissipated and turned into a cloud of mist.
Not good! He didn't even want to turn around with a knife, when the sound of the transfer of gold and iron came, Jiang Zhong was not in a hurry when the offensive was blocked. He stepped back and disappeared again.
Qiu'er tried to chase him two steps, but couldn't catch him at all. And no matter whether it is upward or downward, there is no way to escape the entanglement of this mist.
It's really troublesome!
I was trapped in the mist like this. I don't know how long it took, and no one came to attack. When Qiu'er was a little bored, he felt dizzy in his head, and bursts of pain in his heart.
Not good! This is a side effect of rebirth from the ashes!
Sure enough, the three people who had been waiting for a long time hurried forward, wanting to end Qiu'er's life.
Various moves silently approached the Qiu'er who was still holding his head and rolling, but in the face of the threat of death, Qiu'er avoided one by one, but only in embarrassment and no longer the heroic spirit before.
Jiang Zhong and the three looked at each other, they all saw the determination in each other's eyes, nodded and made a gesture, the three quickly rushed towards Qiu'er, but they were still very quiet!
The knife fell on his neck, and Qiu'er felt the killing intent, turned his head slightly, and finally landed on his shoulder. With the protection of the fighting spirit armor, Jiang Zhong's long knife only slightly injured him. But this is just the beginning!
After that, the three of them took turns in battle, leaving Qiu'er with no time to escape, leaving many scars on his body.
The pain can't just be his mind, but the shame made him really crazy. With Park Dao in his hands, there is only one thought left in his heart: kill these people!
Without the influence of Qiu'er, how can these three people deal with it? What's more, their condition is not much better, and there is not much vindictiveness left.
So the three of them retired. After Qiu'er hacked and killed, the three quietly retreated and left this scary place.
However, Qiu'er's movements did not stop.
His mind is only left to kill!
Kill!
Holding Pudao is a flurry of dance!
The vindictiveness on Qiu'er's body is gradually boiling!
The Pudao in his hand seemed to tremble. It was not Qiu'er's hand that was trembling, but the knife itself! It turns out that this weapon, which looks no different from ordinary Pak swords, has a lot of background! Seeing boiling vindictive energy climbed up the blade, and the blade became shining red, looking like a **** soldier was born.
But as the grudge climbed, the feeling of boiling became weaker and weaker, and finally stopped in the half of the blade. The tide of vindictiveness came surging forward, poured into the blade, Qiu'er yelled, but it had no effect at all. Finally, he fainted, and Xuefeng screamed, and hurriedly came over to catch it.
But the Pudao was out of control, flying higher and farther!
How to show this huge grudge? Pu Dao let out a long cry, and then released the vindictiveness it had absorbed like it was raining. But how can these grudges be ordinary raindrops? In the sky, they merge with each other, and finally form fireballs, which fall down!
Five miles north of Yecheng City, Zhang Rang was beside Chang Zheng, watching the battle in the distance. His eyes were firm and deep.
Suddenly, he felt an abnormal heat coming from the sky, and looked up, the scene in front of him was a bit familiar, but it almost scared him!
"Marshal, quickly order the withdrawal of troops, otherwise there will be danger!"
Zhang Rang's panicked voice made Chang Zheng a little surprised. As Zhang Rang looked up, his expression changed.
"I didn't expect it to be the fire of blood? How many years..." Chang Zheng muttered to himself, looking nostalgic. Then Zhang Rang's next urgent words finally brought the old man back to his senses. He ignored Zhang Rang, his face solemnly commanded: "Mingjin retreat and retreat ten miles!"
The fire of blood is really nostalgic!