Cheng Youyu was completely stunned, stunned by the sound of artillery fire.

The little fat man was just shocked by the great and terrifying sacrifice. Among the sacrifices of the group of sinners was his grandfather. There were many gaps and conflicts between their ancestors and grandchildren, but before they had time to reconcile, the yin and yang had already begun.

At that time, he suddenly felt the urge to cry because he suddenly understood something.

Professor Cheng, or the old head of the family, for many years people have always thought that he has a perverse temperament and is difficult to get along with, and he has reached an old and fatuous age. He always favors those dandy wastes with bad conduct.

It wasn’t until today that the little fat man knew the old man’s good intentions.

Because the old man is a sinner, he has been atoning for his sins for so many years, and he will deliberately keep a distance from his family's blood relatives. The reason why he favors those dandy boys is probably because he wants to use them as cannon fodder.

In order to protect his truly chosen offspring.

The last words the old man said were just like his last words. The reason why he chose to participate in this sacrifice was not because he had to revive the dead king, but to fulfill his long-cherished wish for many years and to atone for his sins with death!

Of course, he is by no means the only sad person.

Xia Zhi knelt down in front of the withered bones in the Zen courtyard. Her soft hands gently swept over the charred bones, with a sad expression in her eyes, like a kitten that had lost its owner, confused and helpless.
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Professor Cheng Lao is not her blood relative, but he is also a very important person. She has been wandering alone in this huge city for these years. If it weren't for the old man's intentional or unintentional advice, she might not be able to survive today, even if it was always

The cold-faced old man never gave her a good look, but she would still visit her during the holidays with the small gifts she bought. Although she was always turned away, she would receive big red envelopes when she returned home.

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Cheng Youyu looked at the girl and saw the sadness and sadness reflected in her eyes.

It's a pity that the little fat man didn't have time to think about what all this was going on, because there was an ear-splitting roar above his head, and the bright light swept across the dead bones on the ground and fell on him.

"Inquisition guys!"

Cheng Youyu yelled: "Run!"

The roar of the machine gun rang out, and bullets were fired from top to bottom. The little fat man picked up the confused girl and ran away. The realm of turbulent Qi opened up, but was torn apart by the sword light in an instant.

On the helicopter, Mu Shiyu's eyes flashed and he ordered: "Catch them alive."

The two saints Xuanyin and Huifeng looked at each other, thinking that they were going to take hostages.

The method is despicable, but it works really well in this situation.

The Priest Path already has combat capabilities at the Sanctuary level. They have the ability to control diseases. As early as the dark Middle Ages, there was a black cult, which was full of evil lunatics with antisocial personalities who specialized in producing germs.

Come to cause destruction, it took the world of order many years to completely eradicate them.

As the Xuanyin Saint blew it over in one breath, the microscopic germs were already filled in the wind.

The Returning Wind Saint also set up a sniper rifle and aimed at the prey in the Zen courtyard.

It's like a hunting posture.

"The general sequence will arrive on the battlefield in about ten minutes, so you don't have to worry."

Mu Shiyu glanced at her watch. She had now received news from her father and brother, and had taken over the post of commander-in-chief of the battlefield. Logically speaking, any smart person should know that she was being used as cannon fodder at this time, but she

There were no cracks in his expression, and he remained calm and composed.

Bang shot!

Cheng Youyu's right shoulder was punched with a bloody hole, and his entire arm was almost hanging on his shoulder.

The blood spurted out on Xia Zhi's face, and she said in shock: "You were beaten and disabled!"

"I damn well know I'm disabled!"

Cheng Youyu pulled her down the mountain, his mouth twitching in pain: "The guy who fired the gun was a saint. He could have killed a little Karami like us with one shot, but he didn't. This means they want to capture us as hostages.

, used to threaten Brother Lin and the others. If that doesn’t work...should we just do it ourselves?"

Xia Zhi was stunned when he saw the little fat man take out a dagger and give it to him.

"It is better for a scholar to be killed but not humiliated than to fall into their hands."

Cheng Youyu suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Of course, you may not be willing to do this. After all, you are involved in it. If you really can't do it, just kill me and surrender yourself. My old man taught me before that a man's life

He must stand upright in this world, and he will win this battle even if he dies. I can't hold him back, otherwise after I die, I will be beaten to death by him if I go down."

Xia Zhi was surprised: "Are you Professor Cheng's grandson?"

Cheng Youyu stared: "Nonsense, my last name is Cheng too."

Xia Zhi also realized that this was a moment of life and death, and couldn't help but become afraid.

Of course she was afraid of death, but she was also afraid of being captured.

Surrendering is indeed a good choice, but she subconsciously doesn't want to do it.

Maybe it's because of the old professor's death.

Maybe it's because there is so much sadness in that boy's eyes, which makes people feel distressed.

Even if he is missing now.

Her hand that took the dagger trembled slightly.

At this moment, they suddenly felt severe pain in their lungs and their breathing became unsmooth.

Black blood flowed from the seven orifices.

With a bang, the shock wave from the explosion of the virtual dog cannon knocked them over.

They hit the tree trunk hard, their eyes turned black and blood was vomiting from the mouth.

The overlord path at the sanctuary level is not invincible.

Especially when there is a saint-level priest as an assistant.

Especially since the opponent still occupies the commanding heights.

Xia Zhi coughed painfully and thought about it carefully. She shouldn't have come here today. A war of this level had nothing to do with her. She should have huddled in that small apartment and spent the rest of her life secretly.
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The fear of death enveloped her, almost suffocating her.

She suddenly had a splitting headache, and the forgotten memories came back, as if she could smell the smell of disinfectant, and the terrifying red skull in front of the hospital bed, and the face that was revealed when the man took off his hood.
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Cheng Youyu was already yelling loudly, holding his arms to push himself up, intending to fight to the death.

However, at this moment, the helicopter's propeller wing was cut off with a sword!

Mu Shiyu raised her head suddenly and felt the vibration in the cabin. The two saints decisively pulled her out of the plane.

The helicopter that lost power tilted and crashed into the mountain, exploding into a mushroom cloud.

Jumping off a plane was not something that troubled the high-level ascendants at all. They easily adjusted their balance and fell into the Zen courtyard. As soon as they lost the inertia of their fall, they felt the whistling sword wind coming, like a knife cutting their faces!<

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Mu Shiyu, the only one who is good at close combat, drew his sword to block, but was knocked back more than ten meters by the exploding sword wind. His cheek was even cut with a bloodstain by the sharp wind, including the two saints who also retreated violently.<

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There was a vague sound of light and sharp footsteps, passing through the bones on the ground.

Cheng Youyu saw the familiar figure from behind, and the expression on his face changed from anger to joy.

While drowsing, Xia Zhi also felt the sharp aura.

The fierce pace is getting faster and faster, playing continuously like a low war drum.

The man drew his sword and pounced. The dancing arc of electricity tore through the darkness like a snake. The condensed sword breath swept through like a hurricane. The bones on the ground were smashed into pieces, making a horrifying sound of shattering.

Sword Breath!

Sixth level sword ghost!

Under this situation, Mu Shiyu could no longer fight her because there was a clear gap in rank.

Including the realm of heaven and man she had just deployed, it was also collapsing rapidly. At the moment when she was caught off guard, she could only raise her sword to block, but the iron sword suddenly shattered under the bombardment of the sword breath!

Saint Xuanyin raised his hand to form a holy light barrier, and the roar of gunshots came from behind.

That's the Void Dog Cannon of the Returning Wind Saint!

Boom!

A snow-white monster emerged from the darkness. Its huge demonic horns were so shocking, and its eerie vertical pupils glowed with an icy cold light. Its face was like a deer or a tiger, its body was like a dragon, and it had four legs.

The original return, the true form of Cangtian Zun!

The sword energy tore through the galloping Void Dog Cannon like the wind. The girl first smashed the holy light barrier in front of her with one sword, then blocked an alchemical bullet that hit her vitals with her sword, and then struck out again with her backhand.

Sword Breath!

With a bang, Mu Shiyu and the two saints were blasted into the Zen courtyard, covered in blood after being cut by the sword energy.

In the dissipated sword wind, the girl stood on the ground with her sword, her eyes filled with shocking rose red like blood, looking down at them with a condescending attitude, her red hair like a fluttering flame.

Thunder!
To be continued...