Hundreds of people ignited guns together.

Even if the Silver Sword Saint Tea reaches the state of internal and external release, it is not daring to say that it will escape unscathed without being injured.

Now, he was hit by Yan Jiu, and his internal energy was in chaos. Before he could regulate his breathing, he was hit by countless lead bullets.

He had almost no reaction, and Seicha died on the spot.

Lead bullets from all directions shot to death by Se Tea, and more of them rushed towards Yan Jiu.

"Original gunpowder gun!"

Yan Jiu's eyes flashed with blood. At this critical moment, he felt a slight crackling sound from his body.

The blood scattered by the Tea Ceremony finally brought Yan Jiu's cultivation of blood transformation and body refining skills into the threshold.

The powerful blood and energy power spread out from itself vigorously.

As Yan Jiu waved his hand, Master Seicha's already trampled on his body.

This kind of warrior's body that reaches the release of internal energy and external energy has higher purity and greater utilization value.

"Blood Shield."

Yan Jiu's eyes were red and he shouted lightly.

A blood-colored ripples visible to the naked eye spread out from him.

In an instant, the blood and energy merged with the essence and blood of the Tea Talkman, turning into a spherical shield.

Allowing those lead bullets to hit Yan Jiu's bloody shield outside of him, none of them could pass through the shield, hurting him at all.

"The blood body introductory skill! Very powerful." Yan Jiu's blood consumption in the blood shield was extremely huge, and he even felt a little unsustainable.

If it weren't for the continuous killing of masters and absorbing their essence and blood, Yan Jiu's blood transformation and body refining skills would have only remained in the initial exploration stage.

The essence and blood of several masters allowed him to successfully pass the threshold, transform blood and refine the body, and get started.

The first round of shooting of the Later Jin arms battalion was finally over.

Yan Jiu let out a long sigh.

The blood-colored light shield outside his body disappeared instantly.

While defending this, Lecha's essence and blood had been refined by him.

A generation of masters who are internal and externally use sad tea, and their corpses are gone.

"Fortunately, the guns in this era are not sufficient. If it were later generations, even my body now, I would die."

Since the continuous shooting of the firearm battalion outside can already threaten his life, it must be erased.

The Silver Sword Saint died, and his sword was on the ground.

Yan Jiu waved his hand, and the sword on the ground was directly unsheathed.

The sword light shook, and the heads around him kept flying.

The soldiers in the Firearms Battalion lost their guns and became the targets of slaughter in an instant.

"Leshi, upper Lishi stop him."

The governor began to mobilize troops.

Chu Ying was not the most favored among Nurhaci's sons, so he only had five Jialas under his command.

These five Jialas are the largest number he can directly command.

The forward, one thousand five hundred people, had been dispersed by Yan Jiu's bravery.

Nowadays, two people from Jiala have surrounded him.

The blood-transformation and body refining decision was in the military formation and actually operated on its own.

Every time a soldier killed by Yan Jiu, his essence and blood were extracted and refined by himself.

At this moment, a blood-colored dragon formed around Yan Jiu's body.

"Devil, this person is a devil. Tell the Great Baylor to retreat quickly." The Dutong pushed the scared messenger beside him to inform Chu Ying to retreat, and gritted his teeth and killed him, buying time for his master.

The nearly ten thousand people will take Yan Jiusheng, who is now mainly based on physical strength, to cut a few days.

It is not easy to lock in Chu Ying in the midst of the chaos.

Fortunately, this commander sent a commander to guide the way.

Swords swept across the world, and the heads of soldiers from the Later Jin were flying.

When the Duke who came up to stop him, he didn't expect that the messenger he sent out would become Yan Jiu's guide.

"Thousand peaks are shaking."

Yan Jiu's long sword shook and even used his fist technique to enter the sword technique.

A move of Qianfeng Zhen was used again, and the surrounding soldiers of the Later Golden Braided Soldiers were in chaos and countless casualties were injured.

Amid the howlings of crying and shouting at her parents, Yan Jiu was like a dragon, directly following the commander and approaching an inconspicuous military tent.

Wherever he passed, the blood and blood gathered.

Almost all soldiers killed by Yan Jiu were drained from blood, like mummies who had been dead for a long time.

fear.

It is often not strength to defeat large-scale troops, but fear.

The person Yan Jiu killed turned into a mummy, which made the soldiers of the Later Jin who were still alive around him feel extremely frightened.

"O devil! This is the real devil, irresistible."

"Who released this evil ghost from hell?"

"Stop fucking nonsense, run away!"

With the collapse of the morale of the army, the Later Jin army formation in the mountains actually began to collapse.

In the military tent, Chu Ying slapped the table and kicked the soldier in front of him away.

"What did you say? Grace Tea died, most of the firearm camp was destroyed, and that guy was not dead?"

Manchus made a living by nomads. They have always been slavery.

A backward life makes them more wild and indulgent. They are born with a lack of fear.

Chu Ying is the most prey among Nurhaci's sons.

"Fuck, I don't believe there are such people in the world. Let's go and have a look."

As soon as Chu Ying finished speaking, dozens of figures wearing animal skins appeared around his camp.

The weapons in their hands were different, and each of them emitted a strong aura, as if they were beasts in the mountains.

This is a personal army that Chu Ying secretly trained. Even if the dead Seicha fell into the siege of these people, it would not last for a few rounds.

The reason why Chu Ying did not escape was that he relied on this personal army regiment.

Several of Nurhaci's adult sons all have similar personal soldiers.

These are all their bargaining chips for their future battle for Khan position.

"Report, the Tai President asked the slave to come and tell the Great Beile to retreat soon. The front cannot resist."

A messenger ran over in a panic and knelt in front of Chu Ying who was about to go out.

"Where is the Tai Dutong?" Chu Ying's face changed slightly.

Tai Dutong was his confidant and would definitely not lie about military information. It seems that the situation is indeed serious.

"Tai Duke..."

Before the messenger could finish his speech, Chu Ying's personal corps suddenly shouted loudly outside.

A figure, with a strong blood energy, split the sea of ​​people, rushed towards him like a god or a demon.

"He...he's here..."

The messenger stuttered in fear.

Chu Ying kicked the messenger away with one hand and waved his hand.

His personal corps were ready for battle immediately.

"Where is Chu Ying? The Ninth Prince is here to take your life."

Yan Jiu's voice came here with endless blood and murderous intent.

Killing and refining along the way.

Yan Jiu's body had stronger qi and blood, and his murderous intent seemed to be the same as the essence.

The sword in his hand is an ordinary thing after all.

After all the chopping and slaughtering, it was like a broken saw.

"I guess it's Chu Ying inside."

The dragon of Qi and Blood stopped as Yan Jiu charged, and actually burned out of thin air and turned into ashes.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, Yan Jiu's naked upper body revealed.

In the cold wind of the first month, Yan Jiu did not feel cold at all.

His muscles are more symmetrical, making him look more unique.

Such Yan Jiu made the personal corps guarding outside Chu Ying's tent feel a little nervous.

They have killed countless masters openly and secretly, but no one has the danger of Yan Jiu.

That feeling was like facing a demon from hell.

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