Xiao Yao deliberately ordered to avoid civilian houses, but once the heavy weapons were deployed, there was no way to control them. A stray bullet was enough to burn down a whole house. A rain of arrows, just a few of them, would scatter a few innocent lives.
Go, this street has been completely occupied by the rebels and the black guards. They will not be rescued unless they run to the black guards.)
However, people in panic have lost their minds. They have no time to identify which side of the two sides is the better side. They just look at the familiar military uniforms of the rebels and swarm towards that side, and Xiao Yao...
Apart from a few people running in the wrong direction, almost no one came here.
The attire of the black guards is really too cool, too cool to be worn by good people. Tragedy will happen in the next moment. The red-eyed rebels don't care about civilians. Anyone who dares to run over will be killed. Those in front of them will be killed.
People lay down on the ground one after another, and those behind finally realized that above their heads were the "whooshing" arrows and the fireballs that they dared not look directly at, and in front of them was the inhuman executioner, and there was only a way out behind them.
There were about a thousand civilians, but only a few hundred returned safely to the protection of the black guards. The others either died in the chaos or were lost, and the largest number among them was
He deserved to be directly hacked to death by the rebels on the opposite side.
It seems that God is playing tricks on Xianglong again. This super empire that has stood in the east for thousands of years has experienced successive rebellions in just a few years. The Suhu Rebellion once caused hundreds of thousands of wronged souls in the imperial capital. Today,
The Du family rebellion will bring another black mark to the history of this thousand-year-old empire.
The attack of heavy weapons does not last too long, because this is not a siege. The opponent is a mobile army. Once it exceeds the range, the heavy weapons will lose their effect. He ordered the heavy weapons to be put away, and Xiao Yao moved out of the shield formation again.
Come, with the Chinese army behind them, the team once again advances towards the other end of the street.
With a "bang" sound, fifty black light waves shot over from the rebels. Xiaoyao clasped his hands together and threw them out with all his strength. Ten light waves were also thrown out. Amidst the bursts of loud noises, the soil and the floor exploded.
Dust was all over the sky, mixed with flesh and blood and stains, and the light waves gradually faded. When the dust settled and Xiao Yao looked again, he was shocked.
He sent out ten simple dark shock waves, and fifty over there. According to normal calculations, he could at least block twenty, but the facts told him that he could only block three, except in front of him.
These three and other shock waves completed their tasks perfectly. On the 500-meter-long front, at least several hundred people disappeared in these shock waves.
For the nearly 80,000 black-clad guards, plus the subordinate private soldiers summoned by Long Gaitian, the number was around 100,000. The casualties of these hundreds of people were indeed within the bearable range. However, what really annoyed Xiaoyao was that
These shock waves were not intended to kill people, but to disrupt the formation. As expected, even a well-trained team like the Black Guards fell into brief chaos after their formation was instantly disrupted.
This chaos is within the acceptable range for any other army on the mainland, but in Xiao Yao's view, this is almost an unforgivable mistake. The counterattack then began, and fifty Dark Fighting Gods rushed out first.
The masters among the guards also jumped out one after another. Even so, in terms of the number of fighting gods, the black guards were still at an absolute disadvantage.
The power of the eighteen fighting gods would definitely frighten any country on the continent in normal times, but today, on this street, the difference between eighteen and forty or fifty is self-evident, and in the end
The troubling thing is that among these eighteen, there is not even a light fighting god, which makes countless dangerous situations appear during the battle against darkness.
Xiao Yao also jumped out. If these fifty fighting gods could not be dispersed or driven back, the rebels following them would turn around and attack them with great arrogance.
The black energy aperture began to gather at Xiaoyao's wrist, and the other black-clothed warrior gods also used their own skills to suppress the bottom of the box. Suddenly, various colored light masks began to shine. "Transformation, darkness
Crazy demon!" Xiaoyao didn't dare to be careless at all. Once he took action, it was his most energy-consuming fighting skill, and it was also the most powerful.
Fighting skills, transforming into a dark demon, not only make you physically invincible for a certain period of time, but can even absorb most of the magic attacks. This is equivalent to the top ten fighting skills in the dark training system, and ordinary people have no way of trying it.
Come out, and the transformation method of this dark madman is still a private secret of the Xiao family. It is the only family, and there is no other semicolon.
Two horns formed by black energy appeared on Xiaoyao's head, and his upper body became stronger. The strangest thing was that behind him, black energy waves condensed into a pair of wide black wings.
These wings are not just a decoration. With the inciting sound of "whirring", strong winds are blowing on the ground.
With a "swish", I only saw a string of black shadows flashing past, and the "bang bang bang" black light fist enveloped it. This strike range covered more than half of the Dark God of War. Such an attack,
It was very similar to committing suicide. Amidst the "pop" explosion, almost no dark god of war was hit by Xiao Yao's blow, and immediately after, countless black light fists emerged towards him.
With the help of the wings behind him, Xiao Yao's speed suddenly increased ten times. If not for this, I'm afraid he would have been beaten to pieces by now. Circles of black light waves came from the top of the dark God of War.
Xiao Yao couldn't help but cursed secretly, he had to copy it! Copying is an extremely abnormal fighting skill recorded in the dark training system. He can absorb the attacker's energy and copy it.
It seems very complicated to say, but in fact, you use a knife to perform a set of sword skills, and he does nothing. He only needs to run the fighting skill once, and then he can use the sword skills on your body. Before that,
He had no idea that there was such a set of sword skills.
That's why Xiao Yao, who doesn't use swear words easily, started to curse.
Leaving aside Xiaoyao's attack, the archers in the black guards did not stop shooting. Five hundred meters was only a little difficult for them, rather than inaction. During this period, they were the only ones who caused damage to the enemy.
Killed.
"Sir, be careful." A fighting god in black clothes noticed something was wrong. As soon as he said the words, a huge black net covered Xiao Yao's head. The size of this net was far beyond imagination, and its coverage
The range was at least a hundred meters, so no matter how fast Xiao Yao reacted, he was still caught in the net. He felt a burning sensation on his body, and then the energy began to leak out.
Xiaoyao took a closer look and understood everything immediately. This was also a perverted fighting skill of the dark system, which became a soul chain. It was caused by the connection between the dark fighting spirit of the dark cultivator and another dark cultivator. From some kind of
To a certain extent, it can be called a cooperative fighting skill. More than half of the Dark Gods activate soul chains at the same time. Unless Xiaoyao is a great god, otherwise, he will only have the chance of being caught.
The net quickly shrunk, and a three-legged cauldron was thrown out. This was a cauldron standing in front of an incense shop. The flames under the cauldron never ceased, so the cauldron was always in a red state.
"With a sound, the cauldron lid flew out, and a eight-foot-long flame burst out from inside. Xiao Yao, who was wrapped in a black net, was thrown directly into the big cauldron. With a "dang" sound, the heavy cauldron lid tightened tightly.
Covered up.
Suddenly, the entire black-clothed guards went crazy. Their leader was thrown into the fire cauldron. They were shocked and angry, and everyone had a layer of fire on their heads. They were about to fight amidst the strange screams.
When life comes, there is a crisp "ding" sound, and a
The black feather arrows were nailed to the cauldron, directly penetrating the cauldron. "Ding ding ding" sounded four times in a row. Five arrows pierced the cauldron. There was a gust of wind and a white fist.
The man in black with long hair fell from the sky.
The body of the bow was as gorgeous as flame crystals, the bow string was like light waves, the cold eyes and the tall and straight body. The visitor wore a red "swastika" sign on his arm. Everyone in the black-clothed guards recognized that this was a young man.
The symbol of the master Long Yu’s subordinates.
"Wind, fire, thunder and lightning, open!" A figure appeared in mid-air, quickly completed the hand gesture with both hands, and with a loud shout, the big cauldron suddenly burst into pieces with a "bang", and with a roar, the black net broke open,
Xiaoyao, whose hair was a little messy, was also out of trouble.
The black energy wings behind his back flashed, and a finger-long black flame burst out from Xiao Yao's body. This was a sign of extreme anger, "Uncle Xiao." Long Yu yelled, and Xiao Yao stopped, "
Your Highness the Crown Prince?" "It's me." Long Yu responded, looking at this long street.
How long did it take? In less than an hour, the Imperial City Street, which used to be the most iconic in Tianjing City, was destroyed in front of our eyes. The ruins were ruined, and everywhere you looked was filled with scorched odors, scattered sparks and galloping stars.
The fires were intertwined, and the two sides stared at each other with red eyes, waiting for the moment when the weapons would be inserted into each other's chests.
"Uncle Xiao, leave these people to me." Long Yu glanced at the cold-looking Dark Dou Shen and said, Xiao Yao quickly shook his head: "Your Highness, you must not do it. These people are not easy people. Your Highness, please be patient."
Just rest and let me handle it."
Long Yu shook his head and said slowly: "I have healed Grandpa's injury. Uncle Xiao, believe me." Xiao Yao glanced at Long Yu in disbelief. Although Long Yu will be the successor of the Long family sooner or later,
In fact, Long Yu didn't have much contact with Xiao Yao. Most of what Xiao Yao knew about Long Yu was from Long Zhantian.
They stood here and wanted to speak, but the Dark Fighting Gods disagreed. In their minds, someone was already urging them to take action, and the tempting conditions made it too late for them to think about it. The smell of human blood was really...
It's so tempting, not to mention he's still a virgin.