V6.Chapter 269

Liuli City, 4 a.m.

"Bang!"

The sound of gold and iron, sparks.

The sharp and hard spikes collide with the short knives full of East island style.

The two weapons went up and down, Mars bloomed for a moment under the snow, and the two figures crossed.

The pale Cheng Beijiang gasps violently, stands back to back with his two opponents, and looks around warily.

Disordered footsteps came from all directions. In the shortest time, three elite teams with strong wind and strong sword appeared from different places.

It's getting a little fuzzy.

The arm holding the spike began to shake uncontrollably.

Cheng Beijiang was biting his teeth and suddenly laughed: "I can still kill two teams. What do you two say?"

"Cough..."

Two young teammates laughed at the same time: "the rest of the team to us, anyway, Captain, we are worth it tonight."

"Yes, it's worth it."

Cheng Beijiang murmured to himself, looking at his opponent in front of him, and rushed up directly.

After leaving the makeshift clinic, they charged towards the area with the highest fighting density, and they had already rushed through a whole block.

The four Wuji palace and the team of Fengyu jianliu all died in the hands of Cheng Beijiang's team.

The quality of the elites of Chifeng yujianliu and Wuji palace can't be compared with that of the Beihai Legion. Their so-called elites only reach the threshold of the lowest four realms of martial arts. Most of them are in Yuqi realm, and there are few ice mirrors. The fire realm has been regarded as a senior figure.

However, there are so many of them that when the nearly endless elite come one by one, the gap between the numbers is enough to smooth the gap between the combat effectiveness of the two sides.

Cheng Beijiang almost killed through a block to meet a real decent opponent.

The strength of the other side is not strong. The fire scene is weaker than Cheng Beijiang, but he was held back by the other side for nearly five minutes when he was seriously injured.

As the surrounding three teams slowly surrounded, their situation became worse and worse.

Without reinforcements, everyone in Cheng Beijiang's team knew very well that this might be the last battle of their life.

No hesitation, no timidity, no hesitation.

With Cheng Beijiang back-to-back two members of the body tight moment, Cheng Beijiang clenched his arms, rushed to the opponent standing in front.

The strong flame burned from his hands in a flash.

The fire covered the fist of the right hand and spread along the blade of the spear. It quickly turned into a long knife more than one meter long.

The long sword is burning with the wind and snow, with endless loyalty and love to the army and Beihai, it is hard to fight forward.

In front of him, Cheng Beijiang silently stares at his opponent and takes a step back. His eyes are cold and mocking.

The next second, an ice wall stood up in front of the Chengbei river. Two teams on the left and right sides accelerated their charge. Fierce wind and cold frost piled up in front of him, covering his sight.

"Kill

Everything in front of us is becoming more and more blurred.

Cheng Beijiang roared desperately, and the long knife in his hand split down madly. The burning flame of the long knife tore the ice wall directly under the huge force.

The ice and snow are flying all over the sky. The long knife directly splits the nearest ice freezing mirror into two parts. The blade turns over in the night and stabs another opponent in the chest again.

"Poof!"

A dull voice accompanied by a sharp pain rang up.

At the same time, an extremely narrow short blade stabbed into Cheng Beijiang's back. The blood splashed, and Cheng Beijiang's face was completely twisted. His long flame knife disappeared. The sharp spike didn't hesitate to stab. His body turned slightly, and the blade of the spike stabbed into the attacker's abdomen.

That is to say, in the moment of his body turning, the master of burning fire, who had just stepped back, suddenly rushed up.

The fire was burning with snow.

Cheng Beijiang didn't mean to give up at all. He pulled out his spear with a grim smile, and the raging fire began to burst out all over him.

perish together.

Soldiers in the North Sea are never afraid of death.

"Crackle..."

The subtle sound started a second before he burst into full force.

The next moment, Cheng Beijiang's fire completely disappeared, leaving only severe pain and numbness.

And in front of him, the enemies of the burning land were also paralyzed on the ground.

A shining arc explodes between them, and the violent current shuttles back and forth between them, directly interrupting Cheng Beijiang's last struggle.

Cheng Beijiang's body fell to the ground, trying to open his eyes.

Vaguely, vaguely, a figure came to him and looked at him silently with his head down.

"People like you should not die here."

He looked down at Cheng Beijiang with a flat tone.

Cheng Beijiang suddenly opened his eyes, his pale face quickly emerged a touch of angry red, the expression looks more distorted.

Because they speak Chinese.

with clear articulation and a mellow and full tune.

It's not the kind of correct pronunciation that foreigners learn Chinese with.

It's a natural standard, even with a touch of Youzhou accent.

What does that mean?

What does it mean?

"You... You!"

Under the extreme anger, Cheng Beijiang's voice was shaking.

"Come with me."

The voice continued: "many legions in Zhongzhou have left Beihai. I can arrange where you want to go. A true soldier should serve his country, not be a private hawk dog. "

"You..."

Cheng Beijiang's voice is ferocious: "you are in collusion with Fengyu jianliu and Wuji palace?"

"It's just cooperation."

That person's tone is extremely calm: "I can give you the chance to live, leave Beihai, follow me."

"Come with you..."

Cheng Beijiang sneered: "do you think someone in Beihai will follow you?"

"Of course."

Jinglei Jing's master nodded and said naturally, "I saved a lot of people tonight. They are all your colleagues."

"Oh..."

Cheng Beijiang gasped violently and said, "fart!"

He didn't believe that anyone would go with him.

Even if there are such people, they will never be many.

He grabbed the spike, jumped up, and tried his best to stab the other side's body.

"Bang!"

The thunderbolt master on the opposite side suddenly raised his leg and put Cheng Beijiang in the snow again.

Blood came out of the body and dyed the snow on the ground red.

He looked forward at Cheng Beijiang and said, "are you looking for death?"

Cheng Beijiang said nothing.

"You gave up the chance to survive."

He said slowly, "I really hate the so-called Beihai army. It looks like I'm the best in the world. In the past many years, there was Wang Tianzong in Beihai. He could protect Beihai with one sword and one person. Now that Wang Tianzong is gone, what are you? Huh? Beihai, Beihai, oh, Beihai is already dead. You refused my invitation to show your loyalty and backbone? die rather than submit? Then go to hell, I'll do it... "

His voice suddenly faltered.

Then there was a complete silence.

A tiny flame appeared in front of Cheng Beijiang.

The fire slowly moved around Cheng Beijiang and eventually protected his whole life.

Standing in front of Cheng Beijiang, the thunder realm master was still, as if facing the enemy.

The fire was burning gracefully and quietly in front of his eyes.

But it's not the orange that a normal flame should have.

But a very dazzling white.

The white light of the fire beat gently and twisted, completely integrated with the snow on the ground.

The fire flickered.

Every time the white light flickered, it was full of a sword meaning that made him scared.

Even compared with the strange white flames in the fire scene, the sword Qi in the flames was the source that made him most uneasy and even frightened.

"Who?"

He raised his head abruptly in a low voice.

"You're wrong about one thing."

A young girl's voice sounded in the air, calm, cool, but extremely serious.

"There is a sword emperor in Beihai, but the safety of Beihai has never been guarded by one person and one sword."

It's snowing all over the sky.

In the night sky, a graceful figure in white clothes with white flame slowly fell from the sky.

White snow, white fire, white clothes.

She fell slowly in the air, as if completely integrated with the whole world.

"You don't deserve to judge the North Sea."

Her serious and cold voice began to ring.

The white flames on the ground beat abruptly for a moment.

Sharp Dao's extreme sword spirit suddenly burst out from the flame.

The sword light submerged the thunder and the electric arc, without any obstruction, stabbed into the thunder realm master's body.

A blood mist suddenly broke out of the snow.

The light of the sword flies wantonly.

There was no sound from the elite team of nearby strong wind yujianliu and Wuji palace.

The young woman in the air fell in front of Cheng Beijiang.

Cheng Beijiang opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

In a trance, he seems to see a young woman, proud and elegant, like a fairy falling into the world.

"You are..."

He hesitated.

The young woman looked down at her and took out her medicine.

Her tone seemed to take on some warmth.

"Sorry."

She said softly, "we are late. My name is Huangfu Qiushui."