Chapter 550

Before tonight, every soldier in yueluo Valley didn't take the people around monsoon smoke as the same thing. He just thought they were the legs of monsoon smoke and came to the barracks to eat and drink.

But now, whether it's Liuhuo, Yang Jian's strength, or Linghe's boldness, they are ashamed of this group of veterans. At this moment, they only feel that their whole body uniform is like a burning iron, which is surprisingly hot.

They are soldiers. They are soldiers.

It's their duty to go to the battlefield and fight with the demons.

But now

They curled up behind the people they used to laugh at, shivering.

Sad, funny

"Brothers, let's fight together!" An old soldier came to Ling He's side, clapped Ling He's shoulder, and there was no contempt in his eyes.

Linghe turns his head slightly, but smiles.

"No problem, brother!"

He is a comrade in arms and a brother.

They dare to rush in side by side!

Everyone is waiting for them. They clenched the weapons in their hands, and the last timidity in their eyes also disappeared. Instead, they have unswerving faith and courage to move forward!

A harsh crack burst in the air. Under the continuous bombardment of hundreds of ice flames, a piece of ice condensed on the light wall of the light column. Under the cover of the ice body, the light of that piece became very fragile, and a long and thin crack extended.

At the same time, the extremely cold beast stopped attacking, and the demon clan scattered around surged up again. They launched a fierce attack towards the ice and snow covered place!

"Ready to fight!" Linghe murmured, raised his hand and tied the heavy sword to his palm with gauze. Those eyes, which had been silent for a long time, buried the flames of the soldiers for a long time, were burning!

"I see who dares to touch my people!"

Suddenly, a low drink from the crowd's head sounded!

At the moment when the demons tried to break the ice, a cold light swept over their heads, and the silver light like a curved moon fell down.

In an instant!

The demon clan around the light column was cut off in an instant!

Black blood, splashing in an instant!

Linghe suddenly raised his head and looked into the air, the slender figure coming from the flying sword!

"Miss!" He exclaimed in surprise.

In the middle of the sky, the monsoon smoke stands proudly against the wind. In those clear eyes, it is as cold as ice.

Her eyes swept over the demon clan who was invading the barracks, and her chest was intended to rise in an instant!

"Despicable demon clan, want to do evil in my territory? It doesn't mean you have a few Jin or two. " The corner of monsoon smoke's mouth raised a sneer, glancing at Linghe and seeing that they were in a safe place, her heart was suddenly determined. Immediately, her hands turned into a broken evil sword to kill demons and demons, and a thunderbolt was thrown!

One stroke!

Fuwen paper burns slowly in the middle of the sky. In an instant, the sky is full of thunders and clouds, covering the moonlight!

A deafening thunder is blowing in people's ears!

In an instant

Countless thunders fell from the sky, sweeping the whole battlefield!

"Stay inside and don't come out." The monsoon smoke is in the thunder and lightning half sky. Glancing at Ling He and others, he raises his hand and runs into the light wall covered by cold ice, melting the ice on the light wall in an instant, filling in the lost defense.