The boy, whose left arm was normal but whose right arm was a full foot longer than his left arm, was invisible on the battlefield.
The young man is thin and dressed in cloth. His face is pale and transparent, his facial features are delicate, and there is even a bit of shyness between his eyebrows. The young man's long right arm is curled up in his big sleeve, and he is holding a tomato in his left hand and is gently
Suck the sweet and sour juice of the fruit. He doesn't look like an evil ghost in the underworld, but more like a scholar from a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, if you don't look at the knife on his back.
Unlike cultivators who hide weapons and magic weapons in their bodies or bags, he carries his own sword on his back.
The blade is narrow, straight, and one foot and two inches long, which is longer than the body of an average adult.
The young man was thin and smaller than his peers, but his knife was so long that he couldn't carry it on his back, otherwise he wouldn't be able to walk. But he had a way, he held the knife sideways on his back. He stood
He is standing, so looking from a distance, he looks like a cross-shaped wooden frame, which looks a bit ridiculous.
However, in the underworld, there are very few people who dare to laugh when they really see this boy with a cross in the cross.
Su Jing had dealt with him before. Ten months ago, he had been assassinated by him during the fierce battle with the Evil Blood Yin soldiers outside Bujin City. The assassins in the Evil Blood Army were very popular with the Ghost King's closest confidants and only killed enemy chiefs. His favorite
The young man who cut out his heart with a long knife.
The young man has a fierce iron mask that is completely different from his real appearance, but now he does not wear it on his face, but raises it and puts it on the top of his head.
There were seventeen more people following the young man, sixteen of whom were standing behind him. They had different shapes, including ghosts and corpses. They stood upright and motionless; the remaining one had his hair braided into long braids.
, a girl who also braided a piece of green grass and a few delicate ghost flowers into her braid.
She didn't behave herself, so she sat next to the leader boy and leaned on his legs, feeling very comfortable.
The seventeen people under the boy's command all wore ugly iron masks, with the exception of the girl: she also wore a mask, but her mask was exquisite and delicate, and she had the face of a sweet and lively girl with narrowed eyes and a smile.
She is a girl, wearing a girl's mask.
In front of the boy, a fierce battle was going on. The five ghost kings allied forces stormed the city in a bottle. Spells were exchanged, and the sound of killing was loud. The ten-year-old boy ignored the battlefield. His ghost knowledge spread far and wide, and his eyes patrolled, paying more attention to every edge of the battlefield.
, corner, I don’t know what I’m looking for.
The girl is different. She likes to watch the excitement, watching the battle ahead, watching Su Jing arrogantly running through the fur-picking army, laughing and killing people. Her eyes behind the mask were shining brightly, and she was playing with a drop of water in her right hand.
They are really water drops, invisible when moving but round in stillness, rolling around on the white and delicate hands, crystal clear.
With her eyes fixed on Su Jing, the girl raised her free left hand and tugged on the boy's robe. The latter understood and put the half-sucked tomato into the palm of her hand.
The girl took a bite, her expression hidden by the mask, but her tone was a little weird, as if she was grinning while speaking: "Brother, this heart is unfamiliar and sour."
Where is the tomato? Look carefully, the 'fruit' is still beating slightly, it is clearly a heart.
"I picked a few unripe ones on purpose. They are sour and refreshing, and you won't feel tired after taking one bite."
"What's the point of not being tired? I haven't found one yet? They say there are wolves here. I haven't seen one after searching for so long. It's probably a waste of time. I want to tell Uncle Si when I go back that his sentinels lied about the military situation." The girl muttered.
Then, he returned the palm of his hand to the young man. She didn't like acid, so he took out a glass bottle from her bag, drank water, and rinsed her mouth.
The young man said nothing and continued to suck into Yun's heart.
"That guy is crazy." The girl loved to talk. After a while, she said to her brother again, and at the same time, she raised her hand and pointed at Su Jing.
Su Jing moved around the battlefield like lightning. When the girl pointed at him, he was already ten miles away.
Everyone has dealt with each other before, and the girl has seen Su Jing's ferocious appearance in charging at the evil blood army, but this time is different. He can obviously use mountains to severely damage the enemy army, but in the end he breaks the majestic mountain and joins the battle to kill happily. No
What is crazy.
The young man understood what his sister meant and smiled: "It's just a moment of happiness, it's useless, it can't be stopped." As he said that, he put the tomato to his mouth again, but soon found that his heart was no longer beating.
It is decaying rapidly.
The young man threw away the rotten fruit, took another plump, bright red, and vigorously beating new fruit from the bag, took a bite, and sucked
"When did Su Qiangqiang become so crazy?" In Fucheng, the smiling kid frowned: "He is murderous, but he is just a showman!"
In the east, King Chujiang's flying flag army was destroyed; in the north, King Zhiqiu's flying mountains were temporarily blocked, but the onslaught of ghost magic in the south and west directions was full of power. Fucheng was in turmoil, and the hard-working support of the forbidden magic to protect the city could be broken at any time.
The situation of the Slippery Ghost is critical. He can stick to the law, supervise the battle, and fight with all his strength against the attacks from both sides. At the same time, everyone in the city couldn't help but pay attention to Su Jing.
It was indeed a "showman", Xiao Jiuwang killed like crazy, but the actual damage to the enemy was far worse than that of a big mountain being smashed down.
"You don't understand this." Lei Dong responded, with a deep smile on Dao Tiaozi's face: "Today's fierce battle is not a moral battle, it is just a fight for power and gain."
Nianhua interfaced: "If it is not a moral dispute, there is no need to show off one's power. Inflicting heavy damage on the enemy is more practical than anything else. Su Qiangqiang certainly understands this truth. He knows very clearly when to kill the enemy and when to show off one's power!"
"But he still shattered the mountains and entered the battle with his sword." Akame also smiled, and continued after the words of the two brothers: "There is a profound intention in it."
The smiling kid raised his eyebrows: "What's the purpose?"
"It's obvious, think about it yourself." Lei Dong and Nian Hua said in unison.
But this time Akame accidentally revealed the truth, and at the same time as the other two spoke, he told the truth in the hearts of the three dwarf gods: "How could we know!"
The smiling kid didn't pursue the matter and just sneered: "Su Jing is just happy for a moment. It's gone. It can't be stopped."
Su Jing fought among thousands of troops in the north of the city.
The ghost king of the north, Zhuan Qiu, was trapped in a large area of spells, ferocious beasts, and strange swords. The ghost king was really very capable. With thousands of years of cultivation and the magical "Broken Bowl", he was able to withstand the deadly attacks one after another.
Soon the king's personal soldiers, the Iron Guard, rushed forward, risking their lives to rescue Wang Jia, and rescued General Zhanqiu from a murderous plan.
The Ghost King was out of trouble, Bei Ming, Dao Mantis and other swords did not chase and entangle with the many corpses, and all returned to their masters. Su Jing waved his hands and put them away, and continued to kill the enemies with fire escape, enjoying it endlessly.
Xiao Jiu Wang seemed to really like the current killing method. He only used the 'Golden Crow Ten Thousand Nests' method, and only used Zhang Yijunwang's sword, and no longer used any other methods.
Picking the fur to get out of trouble, he flipped his hand and actually put the broken bowl on his head like a hat. The magic weapon was crowned, and strange light burst out. This is a self-defense magic. The body and treasure are combined into one to protect the body.
The most secure defensive position to prevent Su Jing from sneak attack and assassination with his amazing body skills.
In addition to the king, thirty fierce ghosts formed a circular formation, cast spells, and set up a second defensive formation to protect Zhiqiu; beyond that, there were three thousand elite soldiers who formed an even larger formation.
With three layers of protectors inside and outside, Zhi Qiu protected himself securely, and then he said to the soldiers: "Pass my military order."
In a moment, the royal flags were erected from the formation and swinging rapidly; the deafening war drums resounded through the north of the city, and the evil spirit rose.
The flags and drums are all the ghost king’s orders, two orders:
The first order was to move the mountain elites to disarm the large formation. It would be like repeating the mistakes of Chujiang Flying Flag Army, King Qiuqiu did not continue to throw mountains towards Fucheng.
In the second order, the army charged.
With Yanghuo, Tianyu and Golden Crow escape techniques, thousands of Yin soldiers in front of Su Jing are just decorations. No matter how many Yin soldiers are picked, they can't stop him; but the opposite is also true, Su Jing can't stop the entire army!
Su Jing is like a tiger and wolf. No matter how ferocious the tiger or wolf is, it cannot stop the migrating herd of antelopes.
King Zhiqiu could see clearly that no one could stop anyone, so why should he be afraid of him? Let him kill so many Yin soldiers. If he was given a day to kill them at will, could he kill 10% of them? The army could just charge and directly kill them.
Go and attack Fucheng in front of you.
Not only picking fur, but also the boy with a cross in the distance and the smiling kid in the city can see this clearly: with Su Jing's sharpness, he can only harass, but cannot wipe out.
This is the gap. What if the mistress was here? Qian Xun wiped out, Su Jing harassed, it was a huge difference.
The king's flags are fluttering, drums and trumpets are flying, and the King of Qiuqiu is making a mountain of orders: Charge with me!
Being showered with fire and rain, attacked and killed by Su Jing, the already scattered military formation suddenly heard the king's order again. Even if the order was to send them to death, their military morale was still high. The Yin soldiers were not afraid of death at all, their fear only came from
Due to Su Jing's crazy killing power, the king's order was now sent, and the army had a 'new' target. In an instant, all the troops roared, no need to form a large formation, and they rushed towards the north wall of Fucheng like a tide.
Let him kill you, I will charge myself!
The army seemed to be in a tsunami and landslide. But they had just started to charge. In front of their eyes, the city in front of them suddenly disappeared. There was nothing left. Only three feet of them were left, and beyond was the white "unknowable".
The army that had just regained its momentum was hit by a heavy fog!
Fox Demon Fog, Su Jing’s tricks!
Seventy-mile thick fog enveloped the vanguard of the fur-picking army.
The Yin soldiers could no longer see the royal flag, hear the war drums, or even hear the shouts of their companions not far away. Three feet away, the only thing they could sense was Su Jing's laughter.
Trapped, but not stopping, the Yin soldiers still had an impression of the approximate location of Fucheng. Without exception, tens of thousands of Yin soldiers continued to charge! They couldn't stop, because the entire army was charging.
He couldn't see three feet behind him, but everyone knew that countless companions were rushing from behind him. The next step he stopped would be to be trampled alive into a puddle of rotten flesh and ghost blood.
Just relying on impressions and without precise direction, the military formation is even more chaotic, with too many collisions and tramples to count. This vast military formation, filled with howls and self-mutilation, still has a general direction to move forward. Although it is slow and chaotic,
But it is still moving towards the city in a bottle.
Heavy fog is like fire and rain. It can only add more trouble, but it cannot completely kill the enemy. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)