Chapter 1522

"Hoo -"

the mountain wind roared, and the silence of the whole audience was outrageous. Pattaya and they all widened their eyes.

The funeral procession looked at the black mountain carving's body, only felt that the fingertips were cold, the toes were cold, and the cold sweat slowly flowed down the back.

It felt like a snake was crawling on its back.

The black mountain carving is dead. The black mountain carving, which is dry in the sky and dry in the air, is stabbed in the throat with a sword.

What's more unacceptable is that heishandiao, such a powerful man, would die just like ordinary people?

They didn't want to believe it, but they couldn't.

Looking at the angry old face and the blood flowing from his throat, everyone can see that he is really dead.

"Whoosh!"

Just this dull, the hemp clothes dressed as black Mirs have floated up, the right shoulder shakes slightly, and a touch of sword is fleeting.

Four armed soldiers at the top of the mountain fell to the ground, all covering their necks and twitching.

Blood spattered.

The sword light of killing people is always brilliant, and the blood just shed is always bright.

Without waiting for the blood to drop to the ground, the hemp clothes waved their right hands again. The two officers who took out their guns were shocked, and their throats gushed blood and fell to the ground.

In an instant, all six soldiers with guns on the top of the mountain were killed.

"Kill, kill."

The female members of the funeral procession yelled and ran down the mountain in panic. Ten witches intentionally or unintentionally blocked the road, making the mountain road more crowded.

The soldiers who heard the news looked around one after another, but no one left the post without permission and rushed to have a look. Several officers looked at each other without any action.

They thought it was heishandiao who shot the female family members and buried them with them. At this time, they rushed up and were reprimanded at the slightest, or shot in the head at the heaviest, so they had better not move.

At this moment, the hemp clothes that killed six people didn't wait for blood to slip from the sword tip, and they were like a leaf sticking to Pattaya.

"Kill

One of the responding officers grabbed the wooden stick to pick up the coffin, roared and swung it to the sack.

The light of the sword flashed, and a gray light like a drill fell into the officer's weak throat. His sharp voice suddenly stopped.

Behind the officers and soldiers then feel the face, in addition to the chilly rain, suddenly, but also a few drops of warm liquid.

The attacking officer was falling to the ground slowly but unstoppably in a collapsing posture.

Without stopping, Ma Yi broke into the funeral procession in an instant. Without guns in her hand, Pattaya could only retreat for more than ten meters. At the same time, she said, "kill him!"

In the panic and shouting of the funeral procession, thirteen officers and soldiers with swords jumped out immediately and attacked the murderous people in sackcloth.

Pattaya also called the soldiers along the way to come up, ready to give a heavy blow to Ma Yi.

The saber rolled like a white dragon to the linen clothes. Although there were only 13 of them, they were as one as a whole, and their movements were as neat as one.

The momentum aroused by the thirteen people is powerful and irresistible. It's like thousands of troops rushing to the sackcloth. People can't help worrying.

At the moment, the hemp clothes of one person and one sword burst out the kind of resolute and arrogant momentum deep in his bones. He hit 13 opponents straightforwardly.

In an instant, it was like a stream of iron crashing on the rock, making an earth shaking noise.

The roar, the cry to kill, the cry to be miserable, the sound is startling.

The sword light is just like a flash of lightning. It is full of pale rain, blood and admiration. The scene is extremely chaotic.

Hemp clothes are bloody, but they are all other people's.

His cold body not only did not step back, but moved forward slowly. The gray sword was like a cold light, which was overwhelming.

At this time, there were seven or eight enemies who died under the hemp sword. He was like a murderer. The sword sealed his throat, but there was no emotion on his face.

"Ah -"

Pattaya looked at more than ten of her companions and died one by one on the hemp sword without a snort.

She felt a chill all over her body, colder than the continuous rain around her.

"Up

At this time, before the soldiers with guns arrived, they were blocked by the crowd. Pattaya could only shout to the rest of her companions again, "kill him!"

The eight people around them rushed up with their swords and wanted to chop the linen clothes to the ground, but they couldn't even stop it.

Ma Yi holds the gray sword, raises his hand, and cleaves. With the calmness and poison beyond the imagination of ordinary people, he forcibly tears all the swords and people who attack him.

The sharp sword light, which is brighter than lightning, tears the curtain of rain in front of us and the hysterical siege in front of us.

Eight people circled to the ground, all with swords in their throats.

The next second, Ma Yi came to her.

Pattaya yelled, "who are you?"

Ma Yi did not respond, just slowly close.

"KillIn the corner of Ma Yi's mouth, Pattaya, who felt the other party's intention to kill, trembled. Her instinctive reaction made her wave a knife.

She wants to fight the fish in sackcloth, not to avenge heishandiao, but to survive.

But as soon as the knife was stabbed in the air, she saw a sword stabbed under her jaw first and then retracted like lightning.

Too fast!

Pattaya with such exclamation, fell heavily in the rain, full of panic, eyes gradually to be submerged by water.

Then she looked at a pair of wet cloth shoes and walked by her head. Even at this time, her feet were still so stable!

In Pattaya's final consciousness, Ma Yi killed seven or eight more officers. He did not shy away from the consequences and killed them

And the black blade's point has been kneeling beside the black mountain carving, not moving

So far, Pattaya understood why she felt uncomfortable when she saw the tip of the black knife

"Woo -"

when the armed soldiers along the way finally found something wrong and charged to the top of the mountain with guns, three jeeps under black knife point arrived.

Zhao Wenguang jumped out of the first jeep, carrying a long and narrow satchel and a long gun, flashed out from behind the enemy, with ten people on both sides.

He is like a steel gun stabbing at the enemy, his fingers are indifferent but quick to pull the trigger, four enemies turn their heads and fall to the ground.

"Bang!"

The people around Zhao Wenguang were also like a lion in an explosion. They came for two rounds of close range shooting with guns, overturned more than ten enemies and then pushed forward fiercely.

They are like sharp fangs, biting the enemy.

"Bang bang!"

Zhao Wenguang's fingers kept pulling the trigger, the barrel of the gun trembled with anger, and the bullets poured out like a meteor shower.

The blood shot on his face, which was terrible.

Narrow road, suddenly become bursts of gunfire, bloody, but also continue to ring screams.

In this case, there is no war technology or military evasion. What we are fighting for is who is braver and who is not afraid of death.

"Bang bang!"

Zhao Wenguang and his men charged from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. They suppressed the enemy like a rainbow, and the angry bullets poured down like snowflakes.

Dozens of enemies screamed repeatedly, people turned upside down, and there was a lot of blood on the ground.

Nearly 100 meters of the road, more than 40 enemy, they are mercilessly trodden past, bullet case was trampled clattering, fierce to the extreme.

"Bang bang!"

Zhao Wenguang took the lead in rooting out the soldiers along the way, and soon advanced to the top of the mountain. The muzzle of the gun turned and blew off three people's heads, opening up the road between himself and Ma Yi.

Along the way, the soldiers and the women's families who fled all died in the powerful firepower, and the secret sentries from several commanding heights tried to move, but they were also shot in the head one by one.

The remaining ten officers and women's dependents were pressed to the top of the mountain, but within 30 seconds of resistance, they were mercilessly shot in the head by Zhao Wenguang.

"Ma Yi, withdraw!"

As the voice fell, Zhao Wenguang turned around and knelt down on one knee with his domineering action.

The muzzle of the gun deviated.

"Bang!"

The bullet went deep into the jungle and into the brow of an enemy