Two ninth-level masters joined the battlefield. Liu Wusheng and the Dark Saint noticed it immediately. They heard the Dark Saint smile sweetly and said: "Mr. Liu, someone is coming to disrupt the situation. The slave family is weak and can only give
Sir, you can stop those small fish and shrimps. As for the four big fish, you have to rely on yourself. I guess you don’t need help!"
Knowing the little trick of the Dark Saint, Liu Wusheng just laughed it off. For him, it was not a problem to deal with two ordinary sword masters, let alone four ninth-level masters.
"Little girl, since you don't like big fish, just give them all to me! I like them very much!" Liu Wusheng's aggressive temperament is no worse than Long Batian's. If it weren't for today's special circumstances, he would even
I want to get Long Batian to have a good fight and see the gap between the top sword master and the great sword master.
"Haha, sir, you are really a generous man, I admire you!" The saint giggled, the light in her beautiful eyes flickered, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"boom"
When the saint was speaking, the four ninth-level masters were already approaching Liu Wusheng. The five of them struck hard. It was obvious that the strength of the top swordsman was not something that the four ninth-level masters could contend with. The four of them were directly hit by the terrifying energy.
It flew away, but Liu Wusheng only retreated slightly, standing high and low.
"It's a joke that four feathered birds want to learn how to fly. Wouldn't it be better to let me help you?"
Liu Wusheng punched a ninth-level master who was slashing at him from mid-air with a giant sword, and then flew up. Under the horrified gaze of the involuntary ninth-level master, Liu Wusheng punched him hard again.
up.
"puff"
The ninth-level master was in a state of shock, with bright red spurting from his mouth. His body was severely injured. Under the huge blow, he flew higher, and then, under the horrified eyes of everyone, he fell desperately like a free fall.
.
"boom"
The poor ninth-level master turned into a pile of flesh, which was too horrible to look at. Outside the battle circle, Ye Yefeng's eyes were red. That man had been with him for more than ten years. He had no credit but also hard work. He said that he had no feelings was a lie.
Yes, just watching him die so desolately in front of him, Ye Yefeng suddenly felt that his life had failed. Just now, he was still urging himself to leave quickly! When he came, his father also told him to be careful.
No matter how careful he was, especially since the Chu State and his own country had been feuding for generations, this trip was full of crises, but he completely forgot his father's warning. Yelu Feng hated himself for why he was taking a chance and did not order an evacuation.
Seeing the one-sided situation in the field, Ye Yefeng knew that the situation was over, gritted his teeth, and gave Liu Wusheng a final hard look, remembering his appearance firmly, and then reluctantly gave the order to retreat.
However, both Liu Wusheng and Long Batian were disgusted with the Brilliant Kingdom. How could they allow them to leave so easily? They didn't mind killing a few more masters on the spot to severely weaken the power of the Brilliant Kingdom.
In fact, Long Batian has always had a question in his mind, that is, how did Yalefeng bring so many masters into the Chu Kingdom? It is far from the intelligence data. You must know that a seventh-level warrior is enough to cause destruction somewhere.
, making people uneasy. If this force really acts recklessly in Chu State, the consequences will be disastrous. It seems that I need to ask the king to investigate carefully when I go back. Is there something wrong with the intelligence department of Chu State?
"Yale kid, why are you walking so fast? Grandpa Liu, I haven't had enough fun yet!" Liu Wusheng laughed, feeling very happy.
Ye Yefeng did not answer, and left in a hurry with a large group of people, but the hatred in his eyes before leaving could almost light up the night.
The two sword masters and seven ninth-level powerhouses came to the rear. The nine people tightly blocked Long Batian and Liu Wusheng, preventing them from pursuing them. As for the people of the Dark Holy See, the saint had asked them to retreat as early as when Yelufeng ordered them to retreat.
Stop and watch others fight.
Under the desperate obstruction of the nine people, Long Batian and Liu Wusheng stopped helplessly and vented their anger on the nine unlucky guys. For a while, the two sides fought together again, and the colorful fighting spirit collided with each other, sparking brilliant sparks.
, extremely beautiful in the night, but beneath this beauty, there is a deep sense of solemnity.
This time Yelefeng was really defeated. One ninth-level master died, not to mention more than thirty fifth- and sixth-level warriors and magicians, which made the saint grit her teeth.
Time passed little by little, and two ninth-level masters from the Brilliant Kingdom fell to the ground. Their bodies were deformed by the huge force. It was obvious at a glance that it was the work of Long Batian. The two sword masters looked at each other.
, feeling that His Highness had gone far enough, they all yelled "Zhahu". The remaining five ninth-level experts were already frightened. When they heard these words of help, they did not dare to look back and ran away desperately.
However, they wanted to escape, but others were not willing! Long Batian followed closely behind the two sword masters, bombarding them with waves of fighting spirit.
"Long Batian, Liu Wusheng, don't go too far, don't think that we are afraid of you!@" One of the sword masters shouted with an inward look.
"Haha, since you're not afraid! Just keep fighting. You are guests from afar. As the host, I won't let you go if I can't entertain you!"
Long Batian laughed heartily, and kept moving his hands. The fiery red dragon-shaped fighting spirit shone to the extreme in the night, and hit the two sword masters one after another. The two sword masters had no intention of fighting, and they evaded in embarrassment.
With.
Liu Wusheng was even more stunning. With his speed that was far superior to others, he quickly caught up with the five ninth-level masters who were desperately fleeing. The five people were frightened and had no choice but to fight. They were all experienced people.
Naturally, I know that if I can't escape, I might as well fight.
In this way, in order to survive, they had no choice but to fight. Seeing how hard they fought, Liu Wusheng was overjoyed. A top swordsman would definitely take advantage of five ninth-level masters.
However, something unexpected happened quickly. No one noticed that a black cold light was shooting quietly at the somewhat complacent Liu Wusheng through the night cover. By the time Liu Wusheng realized the danger, it was already too late.
I don't know what the black light was. Without Liu Wusheng's protection, he cut off one of Liu Wusheng's fingers, and that finger was the finger Liu Wusheng wore wearing a space ring. There was also Smith's note in it! This
It was a really beautiful blow. If it wasn't accidental, it showed that the person behind the scenes had reached a level of miraculous skill.
The sudden change caused everyone to stop their hands. Even Liu Wusheng temporarily forgot about the severe pain in his hands. It was so silent that everyone heard the sound of half of Liu Wusheng's fingers falling to the ground.
"Do it!"
In the dark night, without warning, several black figures seemed to appear out of thin air, aiming directly at the ring that fell on the ground.
"court death!"
Liu Wusheng was angry like never before. He who always loved himself had one of his fingers cut off. How could he not be angry? The violent fighting spirit surged out and rolled towards those black figures overwhelmingly.
However, those black figures were all very powerful, and one of them even used his fighting skills to challenge Liu Wusheng head-on.
"boom"
The two bodies flew upside down at the same time. Liu Wusheng was in mid-air. The severe pain coming from his hands made him unsteady. The man in black ignored him and ran directly towards the ring.
Not only the men in black, but also the furious Liu Wusheng, everyone used their maximum speed and ran towards the ring.
The five ninth-level masters from the Brilliant Kingdom were closest to the place where the ring fell. The five of them were overjoyed and used their fighting energy as lighting to look for the ring.
This is probably the most useless use of fighting spirit in history! But at this time, it is the most useful.
"Found it, found it!" A ninth-level master from the Brilliant Country was excited as he took out the ring on half of his finger and threw Liu Wusheng's half finger aside.
"Go, leave..." Another ninth-level master shouted hurriedly, but before he finished shouting, his body had already stiffened, and everyone saw a black figure standing behind him, apparently fighting Liu Wusheng head-on.
One note of the man in black.
The man in black threw away the body in his hand like trash, and stared at the ninth-level master holding the ring with his cold eyes like a dead man. Under the gaze of the man in black, the ninth-level master was in shock.
He yelled, threw away the ring, and ran towards the woods without looking back.
"Good-for-nothing guy!" The few remaining ninth-level masters in the Brilliant Country couldn't help but yelled when they saw their companions running away. Just run away, why did you throw away the ring? Throw it at us if you want!
If the guy who was running away heard it, he would definitely say: Brother, I am doing this for your own good. The look in that man's eyes is so scary!