"Six-star peak fighting spirit? Third-level mid-level magic soldier?" Ebbado was quite surprised. He got off his horse and laughed: "No wonder it's so easy for a six-star peak-level water spell madman and a high-level advance captain.
I was killed by you, it turns out that you have a sub-artifact level magic weapon in your hand!"
"It's just that with your low strength, even with the help of a divine weapon, it's in vain. You don't think you can get out alive, do you?"
Ebbado didn't seem to care at all about the tragic death of two captains and more than a dozen subordinates. He took out the sword from his waist more than ten steps away. It was a big sword with a deep blue light flowing through it. The element of heaven, earth and water was autonomous.
Gathering together, the extremely familiar aura turned out to be a third-grade mid-level water-attributed demonic soldier of the same level as the demonic soldier in Yi Yun's hand.
Staring at the magic weapon in the opponent's hand, Yi Yun's expression became even more solemn. Looking at the lines on the sword body and the forging method of the blade, although it was completely different from the forging method of the Stat family, it was still a genuine, complete third-grade sword.
A top-level demon weapon, a top-notch weapon that even the deans of major colleges and universities struggle to find, but Ebado actually possesses, which is beyond his expectation.
Capturing the expression on the young man's face, Ebbado was quite satisfied and said with a wild smile: "Boy, let me ask you again: Who are you, why are you here, and how many people have sneaked here with you?"
Staring at the arrogant face of Ebbardo who believed that he had all the victory, Yi Yun was still the leader who massacred the entire town of Aida, killed his grandfather Pusius with his own hands, and forced Hank and others to become dogs.
Looking at him so close for the first time, the fire in his heart grew stronger, and his face grew colder. He replied calmly, as if he was chatting in common gossip: "I told you, I am here to kill all of you. As for how many people, I am enough."
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After saying these words, the whole place fell silent, and then the whole army burst into thunderous laughter. The jeers rose one after another, like a banquet venue. Everyone concluded that he was either joking or that he had gone crazy.
Ebbado laughed dumbly. The power between the enemy and ourselves was so clear that anyone who was not blind could see it clearly. It was unprecedented for such a young boy to overestimate his abilities. He said: "In this case, the leader of our regiment will personally come to protect you."
Opponent, look how you come to kill me!"
The young man shook his head: "Seven-star high-level martial lord, I am no match for you."
Ebbado was stunned: "Hey, you can easily see through my rank. You have good eyesight, but didn't you say you wanted to kill me?"
"I'm talking about killing all of you, and you are the last one!" As soon as the young man finished speaking, he kicked his feet fiercely, instantly widening the distance between him and Ebbado, and rushed towards the exit to shoot.
In the past, a thousand-man brigade was blocking the way there.
"He's about to break out, intercept him!" Ebaldo's roar filled with fighting spirit and coercion spread throughout the battlefield.
"Sir, do the guards want to join the pursuit?" asked the guard on the side.
"No need, I wanted to capture him alive for questioning, but that young man was too ignorant. I am no longer interested in him. It doesn't matter if I kill him. There are still fighting dogs here anyway." Ebbado pointed at the prisoner who locked the door.
He walked into the room and said: "You lead the guards in and catch all the fighting dogs. It seems that the young man's goal is them. I want to know all his details."
"As you command!"
The black army, with shields in formation, countless spears waiting for their breath, and the iron-clad defense were beyond everyone's expectation. The young man had no intention of stopping. He rushed forward like a cannonball, not slow but quick, and with his flesh and blood,
He crashed into the unbreakable shield mountain gun forest.
The next moment, dozens of spears pierced out like hedgehogs were all broken. With a powerful impact, the five people in the front row with shields flew towards the crowd behind them. For a moment, there were continuous screams and dozens of people in the front row.
A broken human limb fell into pieces.
Yi Yun took advantage of the situation and advanced, running quickly, waving his hands at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. When the heavy steel shield with five dents fell to the ground and the whole body of the soldier holding the shield was shattered into a puddle of soft mud, he had already penetrated deep into the center of the army, charging along the way.
The more than 200 meters of road that came out had turned into a bloody road, and more than a hundred soldiers were lying in a pool of blood with their hands and feet missing, howling miserably.
An unexpected opening, strange and unpredictable tactics, and amidst the surprise, the battle officially begins!
As soon as the battle began, more than a hundred of our own soldiers were killed or wounded. This was something that had never happened before for the Qinglei Sanctioning Regiment, a powerful force that had experienced countless battles. And the person who did all this was just an enemy, or perhaps the one who deserved it.
To say that he is just a young boy who has not shed his childishness is particularly surprising.
However, these people were all iron-blooded soldiers who had walked out alive from countless battles. The pungent smell of blood aroused the ferocity of everyone. They were surprised but not afraid. The gap that had just been made by the collision was filled again, instantly blocking the young man's only choice.
With no way to retreat, the situation of catching a turtle in a urn has been established, and the outcome of this battle is only the only one. With a thunderous roar, more than a dozen weapons fell on the young man head-on.
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!
The smiles on the faces of the soldiers surrounding Yi Yun were stagnant. The expected result did not come. In the blink of an eye, red lights flashed, and all the weapons that were about to penetrate the opponent's body suddenly broke. Then their arms went cold and they were still clenched.
The hand with the broken sword was thrown away smoothly. Before he could react, his body fell involuntarily. When he was in severe pain and hit the mud, he realized that his hands and feet had been severed. He was shocked.
Fear looked at the wounds on his body and the blood was pouring out. He was in unspeakable heart-rending pain. In the pool of blood, more than a dozen people wailed in unison.
Ebbado looked at the developments on the battlefield with a serious expression. The boy's strength and courage were beyond his expectation, and he seemed to be quite good at group battles. Such brutal tactics were not consistent with his age. He should also be a
A strong man tempered by blood and fire, when he was considering whether to take action personally, the panicked voice of the guard came over: "Captain, we can't enter the execution chamber!"
"What?" Ebbado still looked directly at the battlefield and cursed angrily without looking back: "You broke in when the door was locked. Do you still need me to teach you such a simple thing?"
"No, it's because we can't get close to the torture chamber at all. There's an inexplicable force blocking us from the door, and we can't even step in."
Ebbado turned around in shock after hearing this, and saw that the soldiers who were going forward were blocked by an invisible aura three meters away from the door of the torture chamber. Some even took out their swords and pressed them against the invisible but tangible aura wall.
Chopping and slashing, the sword was struck, but it bounced back without any sound.
"How could such a thing happen? What on earth is it?" Ebbado showed a shocked face for the first time.
After thinking for a moment, he immediately raised the magic weapon in his hand and flew towards the invisible air wall to slash at it. But what happened next was completely unimaginable to him. The moment the magic soldier slashed down, the air wall was slightly dented, and his sword suddenly hit him.
All the force was absorbed and rebounded immediately, knocking him back even with the sword. In the process, not even a single impact sound was made, which was extremely weird.
Ebbado opened his mouth wide and looked at the execution chamber in disbelief. The sword strike just now used 70% of his strength, but it was completely resolved without any sound. This was an outrageous thing that he had never encountered before.
Dumbfounded, he roared angrily: "It's a high-level magic circle! Damn it, who else is in the torture chamber?"
All the soldiers and the commanders of each unit were asking each other. No one could answer, because the only people who had seen the execution room were the advance team who opened the door in the first place, but they had all been killed.
Ebbado lowered his face and said in a deep voice: "It seems that the reason is all due to that young man... Don't worry about the execution room for now. The higher-ups of the Holy See will discover something strange here at any time. This battle cannot be carried out."
If you delay any longer, kill him as quickly as possible!"
Amidst the cries, more than a dozen people surrounding Yi Yun fell down with their hands and feet cut off. They were all crippled but not dead. Their bursts of wailing made the soldiers who were about to attack feel wary, and they retreated to avoid stepping on the ground asking for help.
companion.
In an instant, the swarm of attacks stopped, and no one realized that the person standing in front of them was not an ordinary person, but a strong man who could easily kill Captain Qing Lei. When strong men fight, a brief pause is enough.
There were unexpected consequences, a moment of stagnation, and an excellent opportunity, which also gave Yi Yun a chance to use his ultimate move.
The purple flame fighting energy of the Burning Tribulation was poured into the demonic weapon in his hand, and the color instantly changed from fiery red to light purple. Then he quickly turned around and slashed four times. In the blink of an eye, four huge half-moon-shaped sword lights appeared.
It shot out in four different directions.
Boom boom boom boom!
The mighty sword power and domineering offensive were like wolves and tigers, moving forward, backward, left, and right, and the army that was about to encircle them rushed towards them. No one thought about it, and no one could react. All they saw was a lavender halo flashing in front of their eyes, quickly penetrating their waists.
And in the next moment, the upper and lower halves of the body were completely separated.
Like the chain effect of the collapse of dominoes, with Yi Yun as the center, soldiers from all directions, each row of three people, a hundred meters apart, fell backwards in order as if with a tacit understanding. No, the upper body fell down, but the lower body still stood upright.
With his intestines exposed and steam steaming, he watched helplessly as his internal organs fell off one by one, covering the ground with blood. At the same time, a large number of blood springs sprayed out one after another, like a river bursting its banks and flowing into four blood-red rivers.
Rolling endlessly.
On the bright holy land, bright red blood flows, connecting up and down, intersecting left and right, and forming a large blood-red cross. It echoes the pattern of the flag of the Holy See flying over the holy land. It is cruel, but appropriate to the situation. The totem of light,
Blood red cross, the art of killing.
On the battlefield, shrill wails arose loudly, and all the soldiers looked at their companions in a pool of blood with horror. They were shocked that the power of that sword was so terrifying, killing more than three hundred companions in an instant. They were afraid that all of them would be killed.
None of the people were dead. In the sea of blood, in the pool of blood, they were still crying with their lower bodies still gushing blood. Their cries were sad and strong, and their expressions were sad and painful, just like the most devout prayers, and they seemed to be repenting for the sins they had committed in this life.
When have you ever seen such a bloody scene?
Have you ever imagined such a horrific way to die?
A hellish scene was actually being staged in the lofty holy land. Everyone was stunned. Only the young man standing in the center of the Cross of Blood had a strange arc on his lips. The blood on the muddy ground was still warm. He was actually standing there.
The cold-blooded smile and warm-blooded cold face make this scene even more magical.
More than 400 people howled together, howling like a ghost, but Yu Yiyun was like the music of nature. The tragedy in Aida Town, the way he treated fighting dogs, and the evil deeds Ebado has done over the years, all of these people must have been involved. Some of them were involved.
Hatred and hatred are so thick that they cannot be resolved. The more pain they feel, the sadder they become, while he becomes happier and happier. So cry, repent of the sins of this life, soothe the souls who died in vain, and soothe the pain in his heart.
Dots of bright red dripped from the cold sword, but the smile remained the same. His person was colder than his sword!