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Chapter 102 Sad Battle

Gulu... was so raw that it came from my throat! I forced myself to squeeze out an unpleasant sound. Standing behind the undead warrior, the lich looked at the three old people with her cruel and ugly face.

Said: "Hahahaha! I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it! Attacking Red Earth Town again, we can actually see the remnants of the Ninth Lieyang Legion!"

Roar~!

With uncontrollable anger and angry flames spurting out from their eyes, the three old men stared coldly at the lich standing behind the undead. The surrounding troops had already moved aside, leaving enough fighting space.

The undead warriors of the Ninth Fierce Sun Legion suddenly appeared. As for Wei Tian and the others, they had stopped fighting and gathered behind the three old men, standing there silently.

"I will always remember you!" An old man suddenly raised his head, and two lines of red blood tears flowed from his eyes. In a hoarse but still sonorous and powerful voice, he said through gritted teeth: "The Ninth Fierce Sun

The glory of the legion will be ruined in the hands of you damn undead."

Gulu... his throat squirmed, and his ugly and cruel face showed a very charming grin. The Lich held the human skin magic book in his hand with his hand, and said with great pride: "More than ten years ago, you guys

You can't defeat me. More than ten years later, you can't defeat me. Look, these were once your comrades who shared life and death. But now, they are my powerful undead warriors. Facing your former partners, your

The end result is to become one of my undead warriors."

"..."

There was a soundless silence. Wei Tian sighed deeply and fired the ice gun in his hand. Although he didn't want to, at this time, someone must stand up and be a villain. Since there are already heroes on the battlefield, Wei Tian doesn't care about himself.

Was he a villain? So he violently shook the ice spear in his hand. He controlled the Blood Nightmare King and moved forward steadily and brutally.

call……

A war sword suddenly lay in front of Wei Tian... The war sword was an old man's sword. Just when Wei Tian thought that the old man was going to stop him from fighting, suddenly the old man standing in the front raised his hand to fight.

The sword struck the shield in his left hand hard.

Boom...

The dull knocking sound was so harsh, but after this blow...

Boom...

Bang clang...

Boom...

The other two old men also used the weapons in their hands to beat the shield in their left hand rhythmically. The collision between the weapon in their right hand and the shield in their left hand formed a rhythmic and very powerful sound, just like the sound on the battlefield.

Like thunderous war drums, it sounds so shocking.

Bang clang...

Bang clang...

Bang clang...

He continued to hit the shield in his left hand with the weapon in his right hand. This time, not only the three old people, but also everyone standing behind the old man, including Wei Tian, ​​began to hit hard.

The extremely loud knocking sound was like the angry thunder of the gods. It was shocking and loud. It was as if the mountains and rivers were collapsing, as if the sea was roaring, as if the sky was rolling with thunder, and as if the earth was shaking. This shocking knocking sound was once again

It became loud and violent.

Everything around them became uneasy, as if the end was coming. Every undead soul was shaken by such a special shield and drum sound, and became uneasy.

Bang clang...

The last sound of the shield drum made an unprecedented sound. Then all the sound of the shield drum stopped. But the sound of the shield drum disappeared, but the extremely depressing atmosphere still did not disappear. The three old people raised their hands high

The battle sword in his eyes was filled with extremely angry flames, and red tears of blood were flowing. He glared at the lich in the distance, and at the same time took a heavy step forward...

"We are the nine armies of the blazing sun, and we will definitely tear apart the darkness!"

Wow...

Another heavy step forward, the dull sound of footsteps was like thunder, accompanied by the dull sound of trampling and the friction of armor.

Wow...

The three old men took a heavy step forward again. After the sound of trampling and the friction of armor, overwhelming murderous aura centered on the three old men and covered them crazily. The sword moved and shook bit by bit.

With an extremely bright sword light and fiery red fighting spirit, like the angry flames burning on the body of a god, it appeared around the old man.

Roar~!

With the last extremely angry roar, the old people rushed forward like mad gods. With enough force to crush the earth, they rushed towards the ninth who had become an undead warrior.

In front of the Lieyang Army, they finally shouted at the same time: "How can the glory of our nine Lieyang armies be controlled by you???!!!"

Uh-huh...

There is not a trace of hesitation, not a trace of worry, and not a trace of slowness...

The sword was still cutting down with incomparable stability, and the sword technique was still so simple, ruthless, powerful, and swift. Like thunder, it directly turned the three warriors of the Sun Army into undead warriors and chopped them into pieces.

After the sword light fell, the three old men shouted out three names at the same time.

"Chaton..."

"Raul..."

"Merny..."

The sword light reappeared... three more simple and ruthless sword lights burst through... At the same time, three more names were called out...

"Kira..."

"Carrod..."

"Fei bacteria..."

It was still the sudden sword light... It was still the extremely simple Danjian... It was accompanied by three more names shouted from the old man's mouth...

Everyone was astonished to see the old men not hesitating at all, not even shaking their hands, and quickly killing their former comrades with red blood and tears. Every sword strike was very easy.

Call out a person's name...

What a deep bond this is... What a deep friendship this is...

In fact, these former heroes of the Ninth Legion of the Sun who became undead warriors... They have all turned into skeletons under the undead spell. Just ask, they are just skeletons. Who can identify them just by looking at them?

What is the true identity of the skeletons?

Someone can. The three old men can clearly identify the true identities of these skeletons at this moment. Not from the skeletons, but from the intuition and the armor they wear. Even though their armor is almost the same...

This... is not easy. Without a deep bond, without a deep friendship, without valuing a person from the bottom of my heart. It is impossible to have such feelings, and it is impossible to recognize the true identity of these skeletons.

The Lich looked at all this dumbfounded, and she kept trying to drive away these undead warriors.

However, these dead souls who were usually driven by their wishes were now resisting her command like proud heroic spirits. Instead, they stood there stiffly and allowed the three old men to hack at them.

"Gulu... This is impossible, the undead cannot disobey my orders..." The Lich was full of horror, and his cruel and ugly face was clearly filled with surprise and disbelief.

Boom~!

Wei Tian hit the ground hard to stop his companions who were about to help, and said: "This moment belongs to three real heroes!"

Everyone was indifferent for a while, no one resisted Wei Tian, ​​watching every time the three old men called out a name. Every drop of blood and tears shed, every blow of the sword harvested the lives of the undead of the Legion of the Burning Sun. No. In some way

In a sense, they are no longer undead...

"Gulu... this... this is impossible?" The Lich was still shouting in horror, watching her strongest team being harvested quickly. Her already numb heart actually began to drip deeply.

Come blood.

"Nothing is impossible!" Wei Tian waved his ice spear fiercely: "The people under your command can only be despicable undead souls. And these people, they are not the souls of the dead, they are the souls of heroes - heroic spirits! You

You may be able to control the undead, but you cannot control the supreme and glorious heroic spirits. Heroic spirits are noble, proud, and sacrosanct! Lich, today I Wei Tian swears that even if I shed my last drop of blood, I will definitely

You take it!"

boom……

Incomparably powerful internal energy burst out from Wei Tian's body. The silver head moved automatically without wind, and Wei Tian was like an angry god, looking coldly at the demon in the distance. The brutal murderous aura, and the extremely cold

The frost spread like a covering.

"Even if we shed the last drop of blood, we swear to kill the lich in anger!"

Wow...

The team behind Wei Tian immediately burst out with fierce determination and momentum, and everyone went crazy at this moment.

And at this moment, the heroic spirits of the Burning Sun Legion around the old man suddenly looked up to the sky and roared with great anger. Yes, they were roaring to the sky. It was like a ghost mocking, or like a dragon roaring, from the body

A roaring roar erupted directly from every heroic spirit of the Burning Sun Legion.

Countless white soul-like objects rose up from the heroic spirits of the Sun Legion. It was a ten-bound soul, which was the soul of the dead Sun Legion warriors. These heroic spirits were struggling with incomparable anger.

, trying to struggle out of the body that was tied to his body.

The noble sentiments of the warriors simply could not tolerate the insults brought to them by the lich.

The heroic spirits were struggling, the heroic spirits were rioting. At this moment, in the horrified eyes of the Lich, these heroic spirits tore apart the chains that bound their souls, finally broke free from their physical bodies, and rushed out crazily... dd


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