Monarch of Evernight: One, four and six beheaded generals

bsp;Zhang 146 Killing Generals

Luther's face was extremely solemn, and he slowly drew out the long sword. The eyes with vertical pupils between his eyebrows turned. A black air swirled from behind, condensing into a beast with a fish body, bird wings, and ferocious curved thorns all over its body. Shape, this is the innate totem of the Jerusalem family.

He stared at Qianye and said slowly: "You are an opponent worthy of my serious treatment. Tell me your family name!"

Qianye didn't talk nonsense to him, his eyes turned blue, and he activated the pupil technique. For a moment, Luther's original furnace felt a sharp pain, and he couldn't help but tremble. He immediately seized the flaw, Dongyue volleyed in the air and slashed away, and the Annihilation Slash broke through the air. Qianye launched a series of killing moves, not giving Luther the slightest chance to breathe.

Luther's expression changed again, he held his left hand in vain, and the talent totem behind him spurted out a stream of black energy, converging out of thin air into a hexagonal sparkling shield, like a black crystal shield.

In the roar, Nirvana Slash and Crystal Shield died together. The aftermath of the impact knocked the dark warriors around them off their feet, and the weaker ones were even blown away directly. No one was standing within thirty meters of Qianye and Luther.

Qianye and Luther were both shocked. Since learning the Nirvana Slash, this was the first time Qianye's sword failed.

And Luther was even more shocked. This obsidian shield was his family's supreme secret skill and could completely withstand the full attack of opponents of the same level. It is precisely by relying on this secret skill that Luther's Jerusalem family has a place among the powerful demon descendants. Now that the black shield was chopped into pieces with a sword, it showed that Luther's own combat power could not stop Qianye's sword just now.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is no room for hesitation. Although Qianye was shocked in his heart, he saw the flow of dark force all over Luther's body in his real vision, and immediately strode forward. Dongyue slashed with all his strength, instinctively choosing to attack hard.

Dongyue swung his sword, and a howling sound suddenly started. Luther was shocked. This kind of whistling sound was different from the sound of thunder caused by the addition of strong force. It was purely a whistling sound caused by too much power and too fast sword speed.

Luther couldn't think of any good way to crack it. He shouted loudly, reappeared the obsidian shield in his hand, and held Dongyue in a flash of lightning. There was a click, and fine cracks appeared on the shield surface, but fortunately it was not broken. Just as Luther took a breath, two more heavy blows suddenly came from the shield, like two mountain peaks hitting him.

Luther's left arm was numb, and he had to put his sword behind his shield and use both hands to withstand these heavy blows.

Qianye was also startled. He didn't expect Luther to block his three consecutive heavy slashes so easily.

But so what? He shouted, waved Dongyue, and slashed wildly at Luther. If there was a flaw, he would attack the flaw. If there was no flaw, he would directly hit the obsidian shield!

Amid the roar, Luther had no time to use any moves and could only rely on the obsidian shield to resist. He was knocked around and was miserable. The shield was shattered and condensed, and then shattered again. I don’t know how many times it was shattered by Qianye. If Luther hadn't cultivated this secret skill to a great level and could instantly condense the crystal shield, he would have been slashed seventeen or eighteen times by Dongyue.

In Luther's eyes, Qianye's whole body was full of flaws, and his moves had no skill or beauty at all. As long as he frees his hands, there are at least three or four powerful secret skills that can severely damage the opponent in an instant. However, Qianye's attack was too fast, too heavy and too unreasonable. The Demonic Viscount had noble blood and many secret techniques, but he couldn't find a chance to breathe, let alone fight back.

Luther can only pray that Qianye will be exhausted, or that one of his subordinates will risk his life to rush forward and give Qianye a heavy blow. However, the surroundings had long been cleared away by Qianye's vitality. When the two of them fought, the force was radiating. If the general was hit by a ray, he would be seriously injured. Who would dare to get close?

Qianye's stormy offensive suddenly stopped, Dongyue raised his head high, and in an instant, he executed three consecutive heavy slashes!

With a click, the obsidian shield shattered into pieces. Luther secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong. He ignored the pain and numbness in his body and instantly condensed an obsidian shield.

However, the shield had just taken shape, and Luther felt a chill in his heart. The dark force in his body suddenly lost control. From the corner of his eye, he actually caught a glimpse of a gun blade protruding from his chest!

The extremely violent Dawn Force surged through his body in an instant, and the vertical pupils between Luther's brows suddenly shot out with dazzling light. The rich and intense Dark Force surged out from the wound on his chest, forming a fish-body bird-winged body. The ferocious beast's head suddenly opened its mouth and let out a shrill scream.

However, the flames on the gun tip were bright, and the streaks ran like lightning, entangling the dark force bursting out of Luther's body, forming small force storms.

"Song Qi" Before Luther could finish his sentence, Dongyue flew across the water like a dragonfly, and his head had already flown into the sky.

Luther's headless body fell down, revealing a long spear that was neither gold nor jade behind him. Just when Luther was struggling to resist Qianye's mad attack, Song Zining seized the opportunity and threw his gun a hundred meters, piercing the vital point of Luther's heart, the place where the demonic force gathered, the original furnace.

The warriors of the dark race were stunned for a moment, and then like a volcano erupting, the situation became extremely chaotic with a bang. Some fought desperately, regardless of their own lives. Most of these people were Luther's direct troops. Luther died in the battle, and they couldn't survive after returning, so they simply let go and fought to the death. The cannon fodder and the alliance troops of other races became overwhelmed, and some even began to collapse, and the battlefield suddenly turned into a boiling cauldron.

However, Qianye, who killed Luther with his own hands, stood with his sword in hand, but no one came close to him. He single-handedly defeated the Chinese army, and his plunder of vitality chilled the courage of all the enemies. Even though Qianye was under heavy siege, no one was willing to come forward and die in vain. Even Luther's surviving loyal confidants mostly chose to rush to Blackstream City, pulling in a few human beings to back them up.

"Qianye, save me!"

Song Zining's shrill cry came from a distance, which immediately startled Qianye. He looked up and saw that Song Zining had lost his weapon and was unarmed. He was surrounded by a group of people and was being killed in a panic. How could he still have the slightest bit of heroism as he had just faced the Chinese army?

There was a petite figure beside Song Zining. He looked frail, but his attacks were really ruthless. His swords flew like streams of light, killing the dark warriors one by one. In critical moments, Song Zining even had to avoid the edge of her sword to dodge the attack.

Qianye originally held Dongyue upright, exhaled loudly, and lunged forward thirty meters. All enemies in the way were knocked away with one sword. But when he saw Song Zining's embarrassing dodge, he suddenly twitched his eyes and took Dongyue away. Not only did he stop moving forward, he stood there and looked at the scenery.

"Qianye! You guy, it's in vain that I sacrificed my life to save you! You, you, are you still brothers!" Song Zining was furious, jumping on his feet and scolding. Later, Xu felt that the voice was too quiet, so he simply pulled off the ferocious ghost face and screamed loudly.

Qianye yawned and looked around, as if looking for a place to rest. However, although he had an innocent look on his face, wherever his eyes fell, the dark warriors dispersed in a hurry, fearing that they would be caught in his eyes.

Song Zining suddenly became energetic and pointed at Qianye: "Look at you, are you still trying to pretend to be innocent and kind?"

Song Zining dodged for a moment, then with a shout, several swords were pointed at the back of his head to greet him. He was criticizing Qianye when he was so disturbed in his mood. He was furious. He waved his backhand, and a long sword somehow came into his hand. The blade of the sword pulled out an afterimage, and countless floating leaves flew up. All the people were killed, and there was no trace of fireworks.

The eyes of the girl with the sword suddenly shone. This is the Seventh Young Master of the Song Dynasty in everyone's mind. Even if he kills people, he kills them so poetically.

When the sword was swung, Song Zining himself was stunned, knowing that he had accidentally betrayed the gang. Under Qianye's bright and clear gaze, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't help but feel a little hot.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly at the same time, walked closer and hugged each other fiercely.

Song Zining let go of his arm, looked Qianye up and down, and said, "Where did you go? Since you haven't come back for so long, I thought you were killed."

"I was just a little short of being killed." Qianye said with a smile.

"Under this Iron Curtain, who has such ability? You can kill a famous demon viscount without blinking an eye, you are not so cruel!" Song Zining looked in disbelief.

Qianye smiled bitterly, "How can it be as easy as you said? This demon is very difficult to deal with." Without Song Zining's shot, Qianye would have to pay a heavy price even if he won.

Before he finished speaking, Qianye's energy and blood suddenly surged. He could no longer suppress it and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He could suppress Luther and attack all the way, how could he not be injured at all?

Seeing Qianye vomiting blood, Song Zining not only showed no concern at all, but instead looked gloating and smiled extremely happily, "I hope you can show off your ability and vomit blood now! Haha, I know there must be more down there, so don't hold it in, Let’s all vomit together!”

Hearing this, Qianye couldn't help but glare at Song Zining. His energy and blood had slowly calmed down, but he was so aroused that he almost spurted out another mouthful of blood.

Song Zining covered his mouth and chuckled, and quietly spit out two mouthfuls of blood into his handkerchief. Then with a movement of five fingers, the square scarf was put into the cuff and disappeared. On the surface, the Seventh Young Master of the Song Dynasty was still looking very handsome, but his face was a little bit red despite his spring-like handsome face.

Qianye snorted, narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and slapped Song Zining on the back, sending back what he just said: "Stop holding it in, let's vomit them all together!"

The power of this palm was used just right. Song Zining could no longer suppress the injury, and when he opened his mouth, a stream of purple-black blood spurted out. After spitting out the blood, his face suddenly turned pale, but his breath gradually became stronger and stronger, and he felt much better.

Song Zining stared at Qianye with piercing eyes, gnashing his teeth and said: "Where is your mouth of blood? Squirt it out quickly, don't hide it!"

Qianye shrugged, spread his hands, smiled brightly, and said, "No more!"

"Impossible!" Song Zining shouted, with disbelief on his face: "I am a dignified general, and I vomited three mouthfuls of blood all the way. You are just a ninth-level soldier, and you defeated the Chinese army and killed it. Luther, you just vomited a mouthful of blood, who would believe it? If you want to save face and suffer, spit out the blood quickly to avoid aggravating the internal injuries!"

"It's really gone."

"Really gone?" Song Zining still looked unbelieving.

"Really not."

Qianye's physical strength was far beyond Song Zining's expectations, and so was his recovery ability. The force backfired when he attacked Luther. Although the injuries caused were serious, he recovered a little in a short period of time. His mouth was covered with blood and blood was the limit.

While Song Zining was staring at Qianye, looking left and right, trying to find the hidden mouth of blood, the double-edged girl in the distance shouted loudly: "You two, save me!"

Qianye was startled and looked around. Sure enough, he saw that the girl was surrounded and was covered in blood. He took one step forward and planned to rescue.

Unexpectedly, Song Zining grabbed Qianye and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, her"

PS: Although I have been tired from running around recently, my strength has increased, especially my knife skills and cutting skills have become increasingly sophisticated. I don’t know if you think so.