Bu Qingyan's chest was penetrated, and the violent thunder force raged back and forth on her wound. Her body stiffened, and she slowly turned her head back with a confused look on her face.
However, there was no one behind her. Long Chen was still very far away from her, and Long Chen's hand still maintained a throwing posture.
"How can this be?"
Bu Qingyan looked at her chest, feeling the rapid loss of life. Her eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment.
When Long Chen took action, she didn't sense any danger at all. Even when the sword pierced her body, her senses failed to capture the long sword.
Long Chen looked at Bu Qingyan coldly. Long Chen's sword was not aimed at her, nor at anyone. It was when she rushed towards the Hidden Dragon Warrior that she sent her back to the long sword.
ahead.
The long sword was attached to the terrifying power of thunder, but Bu Qingyan had no defense at that time, and the protective divine light was penetrated in an instant, and he was severely injured.
This is a kind of prediction, which is simple to explain, but it is simply impossible to kill with such precision, but Long Chen did it.
The violent power of thunder raged in Bu Qingyan's body, and her whole body was paralyzed. Suddenly she was horrified to find that a figure rushed towards her. She wanted to raise a weapon to respond to the enemy, but her body did not obey her orders. She watched helplessly as Xiaoyue's
The long sword struck hard on her neck.
"puff"
Blood splattered and Bu Qingyan's head flew up, and was caught by Xiaoyue.
Xiaoyue looked at Bu Qingyan's head and said through gritted teeth: "Bitch, use your head to pay homage to my sisters. I believe they will be happy."
"call"
Xiaoyue pulled up Bu Qingyan's long hair and tied it around her waist. She held a long sword and, like a bolt of lightning, she rushed straight towards a son of god. Her fierce appearance made the hairs of countless strong men stand on end.
"Boom boom boom..."
Xiao Yue swung her long sword, like a rainbow, like a horse, with dangerous moves, all of which were fatal moves. The Son of God was actually killed by Xiao Yue and was knocked back.
The other divine attendants did not wait for the sons and goddesses of gods to come and took the initiative to attack. At this time, they were fearless and had already put life and death aside. In their eyes, only revenge, and only with the blood and lives of their enemies, could they comfort their sisters.
of dead souls.
The Hidden Dragon warriors no longer had a formation at this time. Because other disciples were fleeing in all directions, they could only chase and kill them.
From the very beginning, the battle was a one-sided massacre. At this time, most of the tens of thousands of disciples were dead on the battlefield. The tragic appearance made countless people tremble with fear.
"Puff puff……"
When these sons and goddesses were scattered and entangled by the eight divine attendants, Tang Wan'er cooperated with the attendants, almost one by one with one sword. In an instant, all the sons and goddesses were killed.
"Don't kill me. Please don't kill me. We don't know anything. Please spare us. Every wrongdoer has his own debtor. Whoever framed you should go after him..."
At this time, only the disciples from each team were left on the field. At this time, some people threw away their weapons, knelt on the ground, and cried loudly, begging for mercy.
"Puff thump thump thump..."
Seeing one person taking the lead, everyone put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and gave up resistance. At that moment, the Hidden Dragon warriors held their long swords and could no longer cut.
On the battlefield at this time, there were sixteen teams, each with 3,600 people, totaling more than 57,000 people, but now there were less than 20,000.
The disciples in the field were trembling, the senior officials outside the field were gnashing their teeth, and the people watching everywhere felt their scalps numb at this moment. It seemed that this kind of thing had never happened in the countless years of history of Feng Shen Hai Pavilion.
Sixteen gods and goddesses were all killed. Most of the heads of gods and goddesses were hung on Xiaoyue's waist. Those who were not hung up were because those gods and goddesses failed to leave intact heads.
At this time, facing the enemies who laid down their weapons in front of them, the Hidden Dragon warriors could not take action. Even though these people had bullied them countless times and hated them to the point of itching their teeth, but when facing the enemies who were kneeling down begging for mercy, the long swords in their hands were
The sword can no longer cut.
"Damn beasts, you wait for me..."
These deputy pavilion masters watched helplessly as their descendants were being killed. They were filled with rage, but they did not dare to rush into the battlefield to save people. They wished they could bite all the Long Chen and Hidden Dragon warriors to death.
Feng Xinyue, on the other hand, had been sitting there, watching everything that happened in front of her with a smile, as if everything that happened in front of her made her extremely satisfied.
"Long Chen, do you want to kill them all?"
At this time, Tang Wan'er came to Long Chen with a long sword in hand. She was covered in blood and her face was cold. The long sword in her hand was slowly flowing with thick blood. There was no trace of murderous intent in her eyes.
There is no reduction, because no matter how many enemies she kills, her sisters will never come back.
So looking at these people kneeling down to beg for mercy, Tang Wan'er wanted to seek Long Chen's opinion. As long as Long Chen gave the order, she would kill all these people.
"It's up to you to decide!" Long Chen said, because according to Long Chen's attitude, there is no need to ask.
Because all of these people participated in this conspiracy, when they set up traps and placed the headwind stones, they never thought of leaving a way for the Hidden Dragon Legion to survive.
After experiencing this blow, Long Chen believed that Tang Wan'er had matured. The so-called kindness does not control soldiers, and justice does not manage finances. This is the truth. Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.
Tang Waner nodded and walked towards the group of people with a long sword. When they saw Tang Waner walking with murderous intent, the Hidden Dragon warriors also raised their swords one after another. They would not pity anyone, because
Others have never shown mercy to them.
"Is it useful to kneel down and beg for mercy? When you set up a trap to harm us, in the face of endless demons, did we have a chance to kneel down and beg for mercy?
If I kneel down and beg for mercy from you, can you bring back my dead sisters?" Tang Wan'er gritted her teeth, her murderous aura increasing by one point with every step she took.
"Don't kill us, don't, please..."
These disciples were crying and wailing, kowtowing like pounding garlic. Tang Wan'er looked gloomy and slowly raised her sword.
"Buzz"
At this moment, the void trembled suddenly, the space was distorted, the battlefield disappeared, and Long Chen and others appeared on the ring.
When everyone appeared on the ring, the disciples who were kneeling on the ground cheered loudly. They thought they were completely safe. Some even yelled:
"A bunch of damn bitches, your time of death has come, you are waiting to be..."
"Puff puff……"
Tang Wan'er slashed out with a sword, the sword energy surged, and the sword energy passed by, everyone was cut into blood mist by the sword. In the end, they still did not change the fate of being killed.
"Come here, surround these little beasts and don't let them escape." A deputy pavilion master roared.
"Rumble..."
Countless strong men surrounded Long Chen and others. Long Chen looked at these old men with disdain on his face. He ignored them and looked at Feng Xinyue:
"Senior, our revenge is half done. Next, I need some old guys' heads to pay homage to my sisters. You should be okay with that, right?"