[69 Book Bar - www.] The Wo family is indeed a cautious family, but they are also very wise and will never do anything they are not sure about. Since they have done it, they are fully prepared. The monster front is in danger, and they have already
I heard that the lord of Qilin City sent out a group of elite warriors a few days ago. It can be said that Qilin City is empty in history.
When the first cry of killing rang out, Wo family warriors appeared on every street in the huge Qilin City. The alliance branch was naturally no exception. There were the most enemies at the back door, and Elder Liu, who could not retreat,
He temporarily chose to station there. He was at level 13, but he could only defend one side.
There are also many enemies in the inner hall. They are slaughtering the panicked alliance members and Long Shaofeng's envoys.
The members of the alliance branch are no more than sixth grade at most, and most of the missions are composed of instructors from major colleges in Lingnan. Their strength is only around fifth grade. How can they withstand the swords of all eighth-grade warriors of the Wo family.
"They are actually massacring members of my mission!" Long Shaofeng's face became worse and worse, and his mood became worse and worse. He saw too many familiar faces falling to the ground. What he saw along the way was
He killed all the Wo family soldiers one by one. His hands were stained with blood, and he silently looked at these acquaintances who had accompanied him from Lingnan to Xitu. After a long time, he turned and walked towards the door.
Just as he stepped out of the threshold, a bright light suddenly flashed before his eyes, and the cold sword light came towards him. He instinctively stepped aside.
"Looking at your attire, you are His Majesty the Holy Mian of Lingnan?" The person who came was a man with the latest family emblem of the Wo family on his chest. He was a little depressed because the sword failed just now, but he was relieved immediately and stared at Long Shaofeng.
After looking at it, he curled his lips and said with a smile: "Come with me, His Highness Shengmian, you are no match for me! I am at the 11th level of the Wo family..."
However, before he could finish his words, there was a stabbing pain in his neck. Long Shaofeng's fingers were inserted deeply into his neck, and the speed of his attack was so fast that the man did not have time to notice the abnormality.
The moment you react, you're already on the right track.
"Who is not the opponent of whom?" Long Shaofeng's eyes were cold and cold.
"I let it go, I let it go!" His throat was broken, and the man's voice was intermittently inaudible, but he finally finished his previous sentence and fell limply to the ground.
An 11th-grade warrior, in Western countries, a warrior of this level can completely become the captain of a team. Whether it is the Wo family or the Zhan family, they are the absolute mainstay.
Long Shaofeng did not let go of the remaining eighth-level Wo family warriors, and dealt with them one by one. Then he stepped out of the branch gate and ran forward quickly along the street in front of the gate.
The soldiers of the Wo family only distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, regardless of gender, age or child. They kill everyone they see in a standard massacre of the city. Ordinary people have long been frightened.
Long Shaofeng passed through the pass and beheaded the generals. In his field of vision, three lonely figures running away suddenly appeared in front of the street. The three of them ran away desperately. When they saw Long Shaofeng, they couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Your Highness, Your Highness!" They said.
shouting.
"Xiao Lian?" Long Shaofeng strode after him and took several shots to kill the pursuers.
"Little lazy boy, it's so great to see you! I thought we were really doomed!" Xiaolian panted, and her and the other two people's faces were covered in blood.
"I've met Your Highness!" The other two were brother and sister, Yin Ruo and Yin Gu, who were sent to the mission by Thunder God Academy. Compared with Xiao Lian's unrestrained appearance in front of Long Shaofeng, they seemed much more awkward.
"Don't be so formal. Strictly speaking, I have wronged you. The Wo family came here just for me!" Long Shaofeng felt very apologetic and even more distressed. He carefully wiped the blood from Xiaolian's face.
"Your Highness, are you injured?" Yin Ruo couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw the blood on Long Shaofeng's body.
"This is all the blood of the Wo family!" Long Shaofeng smiled sadly.
The two brothers and sisters looked at each other in disbelief, and asked cautiously: "Your Highness, you should still be an apprentice. I heard that your mentor Xi Yecai is only at the fifth level. How could you kill an eighth-level Wo family soldier?"
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"Teacher Xiye is already at level 7!" Long Shaofeng smiled without explaining, and later asked, "Why are there just the three of you? Where are the others over at the inn?"
"We were the first group of people to retreat. Who would have thought that not long after we left the inn, we were attacked by the Wo family. There were more than 50 people and only three of us were left!" Xiaolian whispered.
"More than forty people died?" Long Shaofeng closed his eyes, as strong as a drop of water suddenly fell from the corner of his eyes. The man did not shed tears easily because he was not in a sad place. He usually did not say that he was on patrol.
He was still laughing and joking in Lingnan, but in fact he had already regarded this team as his own. One group of brothers and sisters who had been with him for more than half a year and the other silently followed him from Lingnan to the West. Because of a little Wally,
Death and death?
"You are such a domineering Wo family, do you want me to regret it? How can I regret it? If I had a choice, I would still kill Wally, early on. I will also destroy your Wo family!" Long Shaofeng!
Said lightly.
"Hey, people in front of me, stop!" Other warriors from the Wo family who were in charge of the chase were chasing here, and the leading captain was very fierce. The three of Xiaolian were in shock. When they saw this person, Xiaolian hid directly.
Behind Long Shaofeng, he only half-expanded his head to look around secretly, and reminded in a low voice: "His name is Wo Ke, he is at the 11th level. They are all like madmen. They have to compete with each other for speed when killing people. Among the more than fifty people who died,
He kills the most! Little lazy boy, let’s run!”
The Yin brothers and sisters also meant the same thing, but Long Shaofeng remained motionless, his eyes fixed on Wo Ke's face from a distance: "You have killed the most people, right?"
"You go ahead and run straight to the alliance branch along the street behind me. This street has been cleared by me and there are no enemies!" Long Shaofeng said.
"What about you?" Xiaolian asked.
"Wo Ke, I'm going to kill him!" Long Shaofeng only replied calmly.
The three Xiaolians looked at each other, and even though they were scared, no one left. Even when Wo Ke caught up to them, the Yin brothers and sisters had already begun to tremble.
"You have quite a personality. The massacre in Qilin City has already begun. Everyone who sees us is scared to death, but you don't run away? Or are you scared to death?" Wo Ke laughed ferociously.