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Chapter one forty six

Chapter 146 Beheading Generals

Luther's face was extremely solemn, and he slowly drew out his long sword. His eyes with vertical pupils between his brows turned. A black air swirled from behind, condensing into the shape of a fish body, bird wings, and ferocious curved thorns all over its body. This

It is the gifted 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 control. In an instant, 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 executed the Nirvana Slash.

It flew 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 shining shield, like a black crystal shield.

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

stand.

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, which could completely withstand the full attack of opponents of the same level. It was precisely because of this secret skill that Luther's Jerusalem family was able to stand out among the powerful.

He has a place among the demon descendants. Now the black shield has been chopped into pieces with a sword, which shows that Luther's own combat power cannot stop Qianye's sword just now.

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

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

Howling through the sky.

Luther couldn't think of any good way to break it, so he shouted loudly, reappeared the obsidian shield in his hand, and held Dongyue in the lightning fire. There was a click, and fine cracks appeared on the shield surface, but fortunately it was not broken. Luther just

After taking 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 in such an understatement.

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!

Amidst the roar, Luther had no time to use any moves, so he could only rely on the obsidian shield to resist. He was knocked around and suffered terribly. The shield was broken and condensed, and it was broken again. Unexpectedly, Qianye was hit by Qianye's shield.

How many times had it been smashed to pieces? If Luther had not cultivated this secret skill to a great level and could instantly condense the crystal shield, he would have been slashed seventeen or eight times by Dongyue.

In Luther's eyes, Qianye's whole body was full of flaws, and his attacks had no sense of skill or beauty. As long as he freed his hands, he had at least three or four powerful secret skills that could severely damage the opponent in an instant. However, Qianye's attacks were too fast.

It was too heavy and unreasonable. The Demon Viscount had noble blood and many secret techniques, but could not find a chance to breathe, let alone fight back.

Luther could only pray that Qianye would be exhausted, or that one of his subordinates would risk his life and rush forward to hit Qianye. However, the surrounding area had already been cleared by Qianye with his vitality. When the two of them fought, the force was everywhere, and the general was beaten.

The last one was a serious injury, who dares to get close?

Qianye's stormy offensive suddenly stopped, Dongyue raised his head high, and in an instant, he struck again with three consecutive heavy blows!

With a click, the obsidian shield suddenly shattered into pieces. Luther screamed in his heart that something was wrong. He ignored the pain and numbness in his body and instantly condensed another 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. The vertical pupils between Luther's brows suddenly shot out with dazzling light, and the extremely rich Dark Force surged out from the wound on his chest, forming a ferocious beast head with the body of a fish and the wings of a bird.

, suddenly opened his 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 one after another.

"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 spear that was neither gold nor jade behind him. Just as Luther was struggling to resist Qianye's violent attack, Song Zining seized the fighter plane and threw the gun hundreds of meters, piercing the vital part of Luther's heart.

, the important place where the demonic force gathers, 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 went back

They couldn't survive in the end, so they simply gave up 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, but no one was close to him. He killed the Chinese army alone, and his plunder of life scared the courage of all the enemies. Although Qianye was surrounded by heavy siege, there was no one around him.

They were willing to come up and die in vain. Even Luther's surviving die-hard 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 being surrounded by people and was being killed in a panic. He still had no chance to directly attack the Chinese army.

Heroic?

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

Qianye originally held Dongyue upright, exhaled loudly, and lunged forward for thirty meters. All the enemies in his way were knocked away with a sword. But when he saw Song Zining's embarrassing dodge, he suddenly twitched the corner of his eye and put it away.

Yue, not only stopped moving forward, but stood still 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 a brother?" Song Zining was furious, jumping on his feet and scolding. Later, maybe he felt that the voice was too soft, so he simply pulled off the ferocious ghost mask,

Scream loudly.

Qianye yawned and looked around, as if he wanted to find 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 seen by him.

In 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 paused for a moment to dodge, and then with a cry, several swords were pointed at the back of his head to greet him. He was just criticizing Qianye, but he was so disturbed in his mood, and suddenly became furious, and with a wave of his backhand, a long sword came out of nowhere.

In his hand, the sword body pulled out an afterimage, and countless floating leaves flew up. He immediately killed all the people behind him, and it was so light and without a trace of fireworks.

The eyes of the girl with the two swords suddenly shone. This was the Seventh Young Master of the Song Dynasty in everyone's mind. Even if he killed someone, he could kill in such a poetic and picturesque way.

With the sword swung out, Song Zining himself was stunned, knowing that he had accidentally betrayed him. Under Qianye's bright and clear eyes, 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? You haven't come back for so long. I thought you were killed."

"It's just a little bit close to 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 couldn't suppress it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. How could he not be injured at all if he could suppress Luther and attack all the way?

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

Come on!"

Hearing this, Qianye couldn't help but glare at Song Zining. His anger 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 spat out two mouthfuls of blood into his handkerchief. Then with a movement of his fingers, the square handkerchief was put into his cuffs and disappeared. On the surface, the seventh young master of the Song Dynasty was still in high spirits, but

This handsome and handsome face like spring water turned a little red.

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

The power of this palm was used just right. Song Zining could no longer suppress the injury. He opened his mouth and immediately spurted out a stream of purple and black blood. When the blood was spit out, his face suddenly turned pale, but his breath gradually became stronger and stronger, and he felt comfortable.

many.

Song Zining stared at Qianye with sharp eyes and said through gritted teeth: "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 high-ranking general, and I vomited three mouthfuls of blood all the way. You are just a ninth-level soldier, but you penetrated the Chinese army and killed Luther.

I just spit out a mouthful of blood, who would believe it? I want to save face and suffer the consequences, so I 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 expectation, and his recovery ability was also the same. When he attacked Luther, the force rebounded, and although the injuries caused were serious, he recovered a little in a short period of time, and the blood congestion in his mouth was the limit.

Just when 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 by people and was covered in blood. He took one step forward and planned to rescue her.

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