Bonin looked solemn and said coldly: "Shadow Division, draw your sword!"
"drink--"
Dozens of Shadow Division people roared.
"Anyone who offends our Shadow Division will be killed!"
Dark red official clothes covered the sky and floated, and dozens of people turned into a huge dark red light and shadow and rushed towards the dozens of purple-clothed killers.
In an instant, dark red and faint purple collided together, the sound of swords clashing, and the sound of killing were heard endlessly.
Although the Shadow Division was also established by the imperial court and was subordinate to the Sikong Mansion, when Xiao Mingshu founded it, he recruited people from all walks of life. Although the first generation of the Shadow Division almost withered away in several years of conquest, those who survived were all masters. Moreover, the Shadow Division
The chief instructor is also one of the best in the world, and the members he has trained are all capable of fighting in the world.
Tonight was actually planned by Boning and Su Ling, to use Tan Jing as a guide and force the black hands behind him to show up.
Therefore, every member of the Shadow Division in the second hall is a person who has experienced hundreds of battles.
Those purple-clad killers are all masters.
The two sides were fighting, and for a moment the needles were against each other, and they were evenly matched, no matter who was superior or inferior.
In the Shadow Division courtyard, the curtain of a fierce battle slowly opened.
But seeing the sea of swords and mountains of swords, the murderous aura is steaming.
A man from the Shadow Division stabbed a purple-clothed killer to death in front of him with a sword. Before he could withdraw his sword, two purple-clothed killers rushed in front of him. The shadow of the sword flashed, and waves of blood spattered. The man from the Shadow Division fell silently.
He fell to the ground and became a cold corpse.
When the comrade beside him saw this, he roared angrily, swung his rapier, and instantly chopped the two killers to the ground, and roared towards the crowd of killers.
To go on and on, the only thing left is to die.
This is a fight between a man and a monster, heroic and tragic.
"Kill——!" "Avenge the dead brothers!"
The Shadow Division people roared incessantly, each of them fearing neither death nor survival. The shadows of their swords flashed, and the blood and screams seemed frozen forever.
Those purple-clad killers have long been brainwashed into believing that death means eternal life, and they are all fearless of death, charging and beating without fear of death.
The two sides are like two rushing torrents. Tonight, either the dark red swallows up the dark purple, or the dark purple tramples on the dark red.
The fight was fierce and there was no life but death.
At this moment, the Shadow Division has already become a Shura battlefield.
The fierce battle has lasted for nearly half an hour.
Countless corpses have been piled up in the Shadow Division's courtyard.
Some died in groups of three or five, some fell alone in the dark, and some bodies were pressed against another body.
If you look carefully, you can see that the dark red blood clothes are mottled and the purple blood clothes are cold.
Su Ling let out a long sigh and his heart sank.
The world is crueler than human beings...
This is true in troubled times, and it is also true in prosperous times!
Yan Wugui, who was floating in mid-air, watched the desperate struggle between the two sides with cold eyes, seemingly untouched by this tragic scene.
There was no moving expression on his face, only the increasingly crazier bloodthirsty murderous intent in his eyes.
Finally he became a little impatient and shouted coldly: "A bunch of trash, even the Shadow Division officials can't break through. It will be easy for you to die! You still need this protector to take action!"
Look again at the faint purple figure floating in the full moon and disappear without a trace in an instant.
Su Ling and Boning concentrated on the enemy, knowing that this monster was about to take action.
At this moment, Boning felt a flash of purple light in front of his eyes, like an electric knife flashing up and down, heading straight towards him.
Boning snorted coldly, held the flower in his hand with a thin sword, and lifted it upward.
There was a sound of "Dang-", and the scimitar collided.
Yan Wugui's body was as steady as a mountain, while Boning retreated dozens of steps, and his whole back hit a big pillar behind him.
"Death! -" Purple light flashed, and the sword light came instantly, piercing his heart.
Seeing that Boning was about to be stabbed to the core, at this moment, a cold wind hit behind Yan Wugui, and a white shadow chased forward, heading towards the back of his heart.
But it was Su Ling who suddenly took action when he saw that Boning was in danger.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Yan Wugui snorted coldly and had no choice but to give up on Boning, but he did not turn around and just waved the scimitar in his hand behind him.
Su Ling felt a powerful sword energy rushing towards him.
His figure suddenly stagnated, and he could not move forward even half an inch.
Su Ling had no choice but to grit his teeth and move his hand to ask Xiangsi, desperately resisting the sword energy that was pouring out of the sky.
After three breaths, Su Ling could no longer resist. The sword energy broke through Su Ling's defense like a crushing force and crashed towards Su Ling.
Su Ling roared, and flew backwards to the left, flying several feet and sitting on the ground.
"You damn bat, you are really not a human..." Su Ling felt a pain in his butt and cursed loudly.
Yan Wugui couldn't get away with two blows, but he forced Boning and Su Ling down.
Su Ling, a sixth-grade warrior, is no longer a match for ordinary killers.
Boning is a seventh-grade warrior. Looking at the entire Jin Dynasty, seventh-grade warriors are among the best.
However, Yan Wugui instantly neutralized the two men's offensive, as effortlessly as an old man playing with a naughty boy.
The strength of the ninth-grade peak realm is so terrifying!
Yan Wugui didn't bother too much, and suddenly the sword light moved forward, and the purple shadow flowed towards the second hall.
The eight masters who had been protecting Tan Jing in the hall saw this and gave a cold shout. Their formation suddenly shrunk and surrounded Tan Jing. The eight swords were intertwined with each other, and their bodies remained motionless, preparing to block Yan Wugui's attack.
offensive.
"No! Yan Wugui's target is Tan Jing. He can't die! If he dies, all his previous efforts will be wasted!" Su Ling shouted.
Just as he finished speaking, he saw two lights on the left and right, one dark red and one plain white, chasing Yan Wugui.
Halfway through, Su Ling and Boning came out with their swords, and swung them towards Yan Wugui fatally.
Yan Wugui had no choice but to stop moving forward. When he heard two sword winds approaching, he suddenly moved upward and had already floated into the air.
Su Ling and Boning's swords swept away the air and crossed each other.
And Yan Wugui's figure happened to be falling, "Papa -" his two feet took advantage of the situation and stepped on the swords of the two men.
Su Ling and Boning were shaken all over and flew backwards.
Yan Wugui snorted coldly and said: "This is the strength of the ninth grade, you are not worth mentioning!"
Boning's body flew upside down and hit the table and stool on the left side, immediately smashing the table and stool into pieces.
Su Ling desperately controlled her flying body, and finally stabilized her body and landed on her feet before hitting the main beam in the hall.
Su Ling roared: "Brother Boning, if you don't take down this damn turtle today, everything will be in vain!"
Su Ling's expression became solemn, and he suddenly mobilized his whole body's aura and stopped holding back.
"Buzz--" Wen Xiangsi felt Su Ling's surging fighting spirit in his hand, and he made a slight sound.
"Lovesickness can't be saved with just one sword strike!——"
Su Ling shouted coldly.
Asking about lovesickness, Liuguang wins.
The rapier was suspended in front of Su Ling.
Su Ling crossed his hands, and Xiangsi was trembling. Suddenly, the tip of the sword pointed upwards, spinning and roaring at an extremely fast speed.
Suddenly, Wen Xiangsi actually separated two real Xiangsi sword shadows out of thin air.
The two sword shadows are as solid as the sword qi taking form.
The three sword shadows trembled and roared, and the sword energy was like light.
Yan Wugui said with a slight surprise on his face: "Su Ling, I have underestimated you. The sword energy has transformed into a shadow. It seems that you are already at the sixth level of strength, but in front of this protector, you are still not enough!"
Su Ling said nothing and controlled the Xiangsi Sword with all his strength. He suddenly pointed at Yan Wugui and shouted coldly: "Behead!——"
The sword energy of the Three Dao Wen Xiangsi turned into three streams of light and slashed towards Yan Wugui.
"Wow - squeak -" Yan Wugui saw six faint purple light spots shooting out of Yan Wugui's loose clothes, making a shrill cry and rushing towards the three sword auras.
"That's... such a big bat!" Boning's face was full of horror, looking at the six rolling light spots in disbelief.
But I saw these six huge bats, each flapping their dark purple wings, their eyes red and vicious, and they fiercely attacked and grabbed at the three sword energies.
The three sword rays were blocked by the six bats that came out of the blue and could not advance even an inch.
Su Ling cursed angrily: "Old turtle, you only know the summoning technique. If you have the ability, don't let go of these dead rats with wings!"
In just a few breaths, the two separate sword energies dissipated without a trace.
The Xiangsi Sword body made a clear sound, and suddenly the sword light flashed like snow.
"Puff puff puff -" After several sounds, the six beasts turned into blood and fell to the ground.
Then, the Acacia Sword flew back to Su Ling's hand with a stream of light.
Yan Wugui said angrily: "Su Ling, you little bastard! You actually hurt my children and grandchildren! See if I don't kill you to pay homage to them!"
Yan Wugui's purple shadow flashed angrily, and he flashed in front of Su Ling in an instant.
Su Ling suddenly realized that Yan Wugui's sword intent had locked him in front, behind, left, right, and bottom.
He's a complete brat, at the peak of the ninth rank, he's really too perverted!
Su Ling closed her eyes and waited for death.
However, at this moment, Boning flipped the rapier in his hand and pushed his body speed to the extreme. With the rapier in red, he slashed towards Yan Wugui with one strike.
"Death!——"
Bonin was unstoppable and fearless of death.
He is a seventh-level warrior. If he resists with all his strength, Yan Wugui must pay attention.
Sure enough.
Yan Wugui had no choice but to abandon Su Ling and suddenly turned around.
The scimitar was raised upright, and all the sword energy was concentrated at one point on the sword body.
Boning rushed forward with all his strength, swung his rapier, and with the cold and solemn sword energy, he struck at Yan Wugui.
"Break it!" Yan Wugui yelled.
But I saw the sword energy gathered crazily at one point and released in an instant.
A huge, almost ferocious sword appeared out of thin air.
"boom--"
Falling down from the sky.
With one slash, Boning's sword light was instantly annihilated.
The sword light hit the ground of the Second Hall of the Shadow Division without any hindrance.
Countless basalt bricks turned into powder in an instant, filling the sky with smoke and dust.
But when he saw the smoke and dust, Boning's body flew backwards like a dead leaf, and fell several feet away.
"Puff——" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the body.
There was a terrifying cut on the chest, and blood flowed out.
Although people can still survive, if they want to fight again, it will be extremely difficult!
Su Ling's eyes seemed to be severely burned. He did not expect that Boning, who had always been sinister, would risk life and death for himself.
"Brother Boning..."
Su Ling shouted loudly.
"No one can touch the guests invited by the Shadow Division... This is... the rule set by the eldest master!" Bonin's intermittent voice came.
The eldest son, Xiao Mingshu.
What kind of person is he?
Even though he has been dead for many years, he still makes these many people,
Never forget.
Yan Wugui laughed wildly and said, "Then I'll let you go see your eldest son!"
After saying that, it’s time to take action.
The eyes of the eight Shadow Division masters who had not taken action were filled with coldness and solemnity.
I don’t know who shouted first.
"Protect Lord Boning! I will never retreat until I die!"
But I saw eight sword lights, roaring and rushing towards Yan Wugui!