Lingli, the domineering sword light swept across.

The space in front of everyone seemed to be squeezed into a thin line!

Then it burst out instantly!

The unparalleled breath formed a hurricane, spreading around.

Rolling up countless dust and wreckage.

Then everything suddenly converged!

The sword light seemed to have never appeared from beginning to end!

It seems as if time has been stopped, and it seems that countless years have passed in an instant!

But at this moment!

Lu Xin saw the true annihilation!

The corpse monster that Han Qiuyunyi turned into was cut off in half!

And a faint breath appeared at the incision, constantly shattering her vitality!

"What are you doing!" Song Zhuo shouted loudly.

He punched Feng Tianyou hard.

But Feng Tianyou bullied himself and dodged, and slapped him with a backhand.

"Go and say goodbye to her!"

Song Zhuo was slapped on the cheek and lay on the ground.

He looked at the monster in front of him with a blank look.

"Senior Brother Song Zhuo...Senior Brother Song Zhuo...Where are you?"

"I can't see you anymore... Senior Brother Song Zhuo... so dark... I'm so scared..."

Hearing Han Qiuyun's voice, Song Zhuo hurriedly crawled over.

In a circle of heads, Han Qiuyun's face was found.

"I'm here! I'm here!" Song Zhuo shouted heart-wrenchingly.

Tears couldn't stop flowing.

He stretched out his right hand and stroked her forehead.

Han Qiuyun's beautiful face was covered in gray.

It seems that all vision has been lost.

Feeling Song Zhuo's warmth, Han Qiuyun showed a bitter smile on her face.

"Senior Brother Song Zhuo...I seem to...smash..."

"It's okay, it's okay, there's me! There's me!" Song Zhuo's heart was unprecedentedly afraid and pain.

"Listen to me, Senior Brother Song Zhuo..." Han Qiuyun said slowly.

"Ten years...ah...that person wearing a black and white mask ten years ago...is still alive..."

"No...no...it's impossible!" Song Zhuo looked horrified.

The double blow almost collapsed!

"Well...Senior Brother Song Zhuo...I...I want to be with you..."

In the moment when Song Zhuo recalled his memory...

Han Qiuyun's voice suddenly stopped.

In the end, all vitality and breath were lost.

At this time, the head next to Han Qiuyun suddenly roared.

"Song Zhuo! Song Zhuo! Kill you! The position of the future major general is mine!"

Han Qiuyun's death originally made Song Zhuo feel like he was returning from hell!

The eyes became more crazy and cruel!

He slowly stood up and stomped on the heads that were not completely dead.

A rotten smell suddenly appeared.

"Weique..." Song Zhuo's cold voice made people shudder.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Ten years ago.

The strong man who betrayed the human race wearing a black and white mask...

It's Weique!

And now...

He seems to be making a comeback!

Feng Tianyou threw the silver sword back to Song Zhuo.

Then he said coldly.

"What is the difference between a rogue of hatred and anger without the power to match it?"

"I want to get strength!"

Song Zhuo stared at Feng Tianyou with cold eyes and said.

"Five years with me." Feng Tianyou said.

"Yes!" After Song Zhuo said that, he took off his white military uniform.

It folded carefully and then gently placed it next to Han Qiuyun's hair.

When standing up again.

All hatred and murderous intent are restrained in your eyes.

Feng Tianyou nodded and said.

"Continue to move forward!"

“It seems a bit weird in front!”

At this time, Lu Xin also felt the golden dragon's sword body tremble constantly.

But not eager to kill the enemy...

But fear!

It seems that there is something unknown ahead.

It made the Golden Dragon feel shock and fear for the first time!

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The more Lu Xin and the other two went forward, the more they felt a kind of pressure that penetrated their souls.

And the smell of rot is getting heavier.

In the end, Lu Xin smelled a familiar smell...

That is the aura of the spider demon!

The sight returns to the front!

A white figure suddenly appeared in front of you!

And beside him, there was also a petite white figure standing!

"You're late!"

The white figure standing tall slowly turned around and said.

The young man was so majestic that he held a white sword.

The sword was stained with spots of blood.

"Who are you?" Song Zhuo immediately frowned.

Staring at the silver lion's badge on the young man's chest.

All of these teams who came to support were students from the university department.

And the silver lion badge represents students in high school!

When I was in the military academy, the whole school had already announced that this time I went to the support base to be the university department!

In this situation, Song Zhuo has to be careful!

The young man put his sword back into the sheath and replied lightly.
To be continued...