Zhuque Xuanwu was blocked in the middle by Sesia and Knife, and could not move forward or retreat.

"The people from the northern rebels also want to get a kick here?" Zhuque frowned and looked at Dao Kuang, glanced at Hanting Hou in his hand, and sneered, "I will buy you with a broken knife. How cheap are you?"

"I can't even sign language, and he ignores you when talking to him." In the distance, Wei shook his head and climbed up a lamppost, sat on the commanding heights, looked at the chaotic battlefield, and said with a smile, "For a swordsman standing on the top of the mountain, whether it is money, women, or reputation, he has long been outside his body. He only pursues a supreme magic weapon in order to reach a higher peak. The broken knife in your mouth is a priceless treasure in his eyes."

Zhuque looked at the future, condensed the fireball directly in his palms, and shouted: "Is there any part of your conversation here?!"

As soon as Suzaku hit the fireball, Scia intercepted it in the air. The queen's robe filled with scarlet energy swung fiercely, sprinkling a blood-colored barrier.

"Boom!" The fireball hit the barrier and split into sparks all over the sky. As they landed, Sciya had already taken advantage of the situation to attack.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish!" The Blood Prison Great Sword slashed five swords at Zhuque in a row, sprinkling one after another in the air. Zhuque did not dare to test the strength of the Blood Prison, but he was not good at physical skills, so he could only dodge in a mess, and use flames to counterattack from time to time.

But for vampires of the level of Scia, as long as they are not Church Silver, other types of attacks will have very limited damage to her. Even if they are accidentally affected by the flames, they can still recover with their super recovery ability.

Xuanwu saw that Zhuque could not resist it and wanted to help, but as soon as he took two steps, a shocking sword light suddenly lit up behind him.

The sword maniac had already arrived suddenly, his pupils were stained with dense bloodshots, and he suddenly used that unknown trick to break the limit of primate power.

In an instant, Hanting Hou hissed in the air like a dragon, tore the chaotic airflow and slashed towards Xuanwu with the power of thunder. The latter was huge in weight and extremely high inertia, and could not change the direction of travel for a while, and could only rely on the black crystal on his body to resist.

The first sword, the sword light specializes in prickling, gathers great power at one point, breaks the city in one gap, and cuts the black crystal on Xuanwu's body into bursts in an instant, and the ravines crisscross and gaps that are denser than spider webs spread throughout the body.

The second knife was hit by the side and slapped horizontally. The power of the sky caused Xuanwu's body to fall apart, as if after a magnitude 12 earthquake, the black crystals drizzled like thunder and rain.

The third knife was that the Marquis of Ting was striking the front, like a force that broke through Huashan Mountain. The sky collapsed. Thousands of troops and horses were hidden in the sword energy, and the sea of ​​corpses and blood were cut to cause Xuanwu's tendons and veins to burst blood. The 206 bones on his body were either broken or cracked.

Just as Dao Kuang once killed the head of the Thirteen Dead Soldiers in the Imperial Land with three swords, at this moment, there were three swords, and the three swords of Hanting Hou, who slashed Xuanwu, one of the main combat powers of the Wings of Freedom, to the ground and almost died suddenly.

Xuanwu fell, and Zhuque was shocked. She had worked with Xuanwu for so long and had always asked this guy to take charge of the front-line attack. She never expected that this man, who was stronger than a tank, would collapse so quickly.

Seeing that the sword swung Hanting Hou and was about to pursue, the Vermilion Bird immediately condensed the flames and attacked the sword maniac. Seeing this, the latter stood up in front of him and prepared to resist.

However, the flame light of the Vermilion Bird and the unconventional physical attack may be able to block its entity, but it cannot prevent the spreading temperature. Hanting Hou was instantly burned to the point of redness like a soldering iron, and he lay out his knife and his hands full of blood bubbles.

In the end, Dao Kuang had to give up the idea of ​​chasing Xuanwu and retreated quickly. Xuanwu was also very determined. After struggling on the ground for a while, he got up and retreated to a safe position.

Zhuque cleared the siege for Xuanwu, but she was in big trouble. As soon as she gathered the flames back, Scia's voice came from her ears, and it was so close that she could even feel the cold temperature on Scia's skin.

Zhuque turned his head and saw that Sethia's left hand had been pinched into a claw shape. Her slender nails became as sharp as a blade at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some kind of scarlet pattern was floating on the palm of her palm, and she grabbed it fiercely.

For vampires, absorbing blood is always their first method of combat. This claw seems ordinary, but if it is grabbed onto the body, the blood will be instantly squeezed dry by the scarlet pattern in the palm of the palm and directly turned into a mummy.

"Boom!" Sethia's sharp claws hit Zhuque's defensive equipment. If it weren't for this energy cover, Zhuque's life would have been frozen in this second.

However, the energy of the defensive equipment is not infinite, and it is impossible to always ensure safety. Moreover, Zhuque has vaguely seen some fine cracks appearing in the energy cover in front of him, and Sethia's sharp claws are getting closer and closer, and it will be pressed on her neck soon.

Zhuque clenched his fire fist, swept away Sethia, looked in the direction of Hai Bo's throat irritably, and shouted: "Hai Bo's throat, you can solve it..."

Before Zhuque could finish her words, the scene in front of her caused her to fall into shocking silence.

In this battle, Hai Bohu was supposed to be responsible for fighting Baitans, but in fact, the two were still stalemate. However, at this moment, Hai Bohu's face was pale and there was no trace of blood, and the energy of the mind power on his body evaporated like boiling water.

On the other hand, Baitans, the runes on his body were shining more and more, and the tsunami-like waves continued to burst out. Judging from the strange smile in the ghost's eyes, he had not used all his strength and was at ease.

At this time, Baitans clamped Haibo's throat with one hand, and the inferior race annihilation blade of the other hand had already hit his chest.

The whole body of Hai Bo's throat gathered in Baitans's hands, but not to mention crushing it, he couldn't even stop the blade from moving forward. He sucked his nose, looked at Zhuque, and said tremblingly: "I... can't hold on..."

"Puchi!" When Hai Bo's throat's mind was dispersed and the inferior race annihilation blade pierced into the heart, Baitans laughed proudly and arrogantly, "It's over? That's it?"

Hai Bo's throat kept spraying blood, like a fountain, unable to block it, dyeing the blade of the inferior race annihilation blade red.

"Ha...haha..." Hai Bo's face turned pale as paper. He glanced at the inferior race annihilation blade that was in his chest, and laughed three times in tragic and self-deprecatingly, his tone was full of desolation at the end of the road. "There are monsters every year... Why are there so many this year..."

"Weak." Baitans pinched Haibo's throat and did not pull out the blade, and directly carried him into the air.

"Ah!!!" In the battle cry of Baitans and the fearful gaze of all the Free Wings warriors, Hai Bohu, one of the three heavenly kings of Liberty Wings, was directly torn in half by the master of Liberty Power. The messy instruments spilled all over the ground, and large pieces of blood mist spilled in the air and fell on Baitans.

Hai Bo's throat was dead. This former wilderness powerhouse was killed by the commander of the Abandoned by cruel means, and there was not even a whole body left. Baitans not only tore Hai Bo's throat to pieces, but also tore the morale of the entire Wing of Freedom at the same time, and knocked them into the abyss of despair!
Chapter completed!