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Chapter 1129

There was no omission of the triple attack. Tang Wen believed that Ye Lingtian could not fly even if he had wings. So after getting the ready reward, he waved his hand decisively: "Kill!"

A sharp roar sounded! The Qingmen, which was originally peaceful and peaceful, immediately killed the killing sound. The Qingmen's children who were wrapped in a raincoat were stunned at first, and then drew out their long sword to look around, but their eyes had not turned much, and they were fluttering!

Dozens of black daggers fell into their chests, and the speed was as fast as thunder and lightning! Several Qingmen's children fell to the ground and died without even screaming!

Then countless figures rushed to them, the sword light was as clear as snowflakes, and the sword fell!

Four or five Qingmen's children who had not yet died were chopped to the point of blood. The children who were behind were stunned. When they reacted and fought back, a saber had already stabbed into his chest.

"Ah!" His scream completely opened the curtain for the man in black to attack the Qingmen!

The night is as bright as ink and the rain pours.

Although the children guarding the door were useless and died without even seeing the attacker clearly, their screams still woke the rest of the children up. The Qingmen soon saw figures rising everywhere, and group of men in black rushed towards them like moths, without hesitation!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

A Qingmen leader shouted, and at the same time waved the long sword in his hand, and the light flowed and pounced!

A man in black fell down, but his forward posture still drew several meters on the ground, and a wisp of red blood burst out from his throat. The individual soldiers' ability of the Qingmen children was better than the attackers tonight.

Just in their daze, swish!

Countless daggers swarmed in! More than ten Qingmen's children were like soil overturned by iron plows, screaming and falling backwards. The companions behind them did not dare to be careless, so they all waved their long swords to block the attack, Dangdang!

Countless daggers were reflected back, and more than twenty chargers fell to the ground in an instant, but they also stabbed the sabers when they died.

Three Qingmen's children were dragged to accompany him to be buried. The battle situation was unprecedentedly tragic and tragic. At least for Qingmen's disciples, the enemy was very tenacious. These enemies seemed to have no regard for their lives at all. They either took the opponent's life or gave their lives to their opponents. It was quite tragic.

"Stay!"

The four swordsmen who arrived after hearing the news swung their swords to kill more than ten enemies, but the man in black still filled the vacant vacancies like a tide, and cold sweats penetrated the platinum head. The strength and number of attackers were far beyond his imagination, and he found that the attackers were well-trained and adopted a five-on-one stance.

The most important thing is that when the Qingmen children were in the episode, they would throw a dagger, and they would be shot injured if they were not careful. So while commanding their companions to scatter, he moved his steps backwards and picked up the phone to ask for rescue. He could see that it was a fierce battle tonight, but there was no signal!

"No signal!"

His head was soaked with sweat behind him. He swung his sword and knocked down two men in black. In this gap, more than 20 green gates were shot or cut over. The defense line was quickly broken through. The four swordsmen gritted their teeth and pressed back desperately, and shouted at their fellow brothers: "Retreat into the mountain road!"
Chapter completed!
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