Cold words kill the machine.

White clothes, cold sword.

One sword kills nine stars in a second and Xiao Fei returns to the Yuan Dynasty. He stands with the sword in his clothes and dances with threethousand green silk. His whole body is killing people, making the space cold.

What's going on?

All the people present looked horrified. Just now, they didn't see what had happened. Xiao Fei, who returned to yuan with nine stars, died like this?

"Big brother!!"

Suddenly, a cry rang out. Looking at Xiao Fei's body, Xiao Yang's eyes were bloodshot. Then he looked at Cong Shang and said, "kill her."

Firm and resolute.

I want you to pay for killing my eldest brother.

However, more than 1500 people of the burning regiment around him hesitated slightly when they heard the words, and no one rushed to kill them.

"Asshole."

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yang angrily scolded: "even if you don't do it, she won't let you go. Today, either she or we are dead."

"Kill!!"

Xiao Yang kills out when he says a word.

"Kill!!"

In an instant, more than 1500 warriors who were hiding behind bunkers around the scorching regiment stopped staying. As Xiao Yang said, condensate clothes came to wash the burning Army today. Even if they don't do it, condensate clothes won't let them go.

If you can't avoid it, then fight to the death.

More than 1500 people, armed with long knives, surrounded and killed in all directions. They were as powerful as the roaring beasts.

Today, either you die or I die.

Thousands of onlookers outside Fuquan town were shocked and shuddered by the shocking momentum and appalling killing opportunity.

I am not afraid at all.

"Kill!!"

The long sword in her hand was shocked and rushed out with steps. The speed was as fast as a sharp arrow shot from her hand and hit the front directly.

In an instant.

The two sides meet.

"Kill!!"

In front of the scorching regiment and in front of Cong Shang, the thirteen martial artists did not hesitate or stop. They were full of fierce light and cut Cong Shang with long knives in their hands.

There are thirteen blades, which can directly take the key of the clothes.

He didn't retreat but entered. He cut out his long sword and faced the thirteen martial artists in front of him. Later, the long sword swept away and killed more than ten martial artists in front of him. In an instant, knives and swords collided, and the sound of "Dangdang" metal fighting rang out.

'poop poop!!'

The next second, thirteen blood arrows shot out.

'ding Ding!! '

The long knife broke and fell to the ground.

"Bang bang!!"

In front of his clothes, thirteen martial artists also fell to the ground instantly. Their necks were covered with a trace of blood, just like Xiao Fei's, and their blood gushed wildly.

The knife is broken, and life is lost.

With one sword, he killed 13 people in a row while breathing. His clothes were white and stained with blood. The killing momentum was startling, but he didn't stop.

A sword just fell, and a sword cut out.

'poop poop!!'

The scarlet blood spattered out.

Kill three more people.

The speed of condensing clothes reached the extreme. Before the people of the scorching army surrounded her, she was the first to rush into the ranks of the scorching army.

He who does not retreat but advances is like a wolf in a flock.

Long sword, cold front.

The long sword in his hands danced wildly. The shadow of the sword flew and the sword came out. It was as cold as lightning. Under the incomparable killing power, there was a word - quick.

Kill one man with one sword.

This is a murderous sword and a deadly sword.

The people of the scorching army and the onlookers were shocked. Her archery was terrible, but her long sword was even colder.

The girl kills the machine, and the world is clean.

"Asshole."

In the crowd, the third deputy head of the burning Corps was furious, and Xiao Yang angrily scolded: "you waste." However, his heart is helpless and suffering. Although the scorching army has 1500 people, now, there are more than 1500 people surrounded by one person, but few people can really attack her.

All the others were behind the others and tied up.

Just like the three deputy commanders, there were many people from the burning Corps between them and Cong Shan. They wanted to attack, but they couldn't.

Look at the condensation clothes.

She fought a bloody battle alone, and all her enemies were like fish in water. She didn't need any worries and taboos at all. The sword must be a murder.

Moreover, Xiao Yang had to admit that Leng Shang's archery was very powerful, but the sword in her hand seemed even more terrifying. The speed of the sword was too fast to capture, as if she had reached the level of the integration of man and sword.

One advance and one retreat, both offensive and defensive.

In the scuffle, she can kill, but no one can hurt her.

"Damn it!!"

Xiao Yang shook his fists and clenched his teeth.

He was impatient, angry and helpless.

In a moment of confrontation, more than 100 people of the scorching regiment have fallen.

On the contrary, her clothes were white and stained with blood, but none of them belonged to her, and her killing power was the same as before. If things go on like this, I'm afraid the scorching army will be slaughtered by her alone.

Xiao Yang shouted: "brothers, from now on, there will be no burning regiment. Now, all of them are run by Lao Tzu. If you can live one by one."

Although unwilling, but also helpless.

There is a great disparity in the strength of the two counter revolutionaries. In Xiao Yang's view, Cong Shang is simply a killing machine. If you don't run away, none of them really want to live.

Better live than die.

If you die, you will have nothing. At least you can't let these brothers die in vain.

At this moment, Xiao Yang hated the bastard who drugged him. He wanted to dig him out of the ground and kill him a thousand times, tenthousand times, 100000 times. If it weren't for this asshole, would the scorching army fall into this step?

"Hum!!"

Xiao Yang's words made everyone in the scorching army stunned.

"Run!!"

The next second, they don't stay.

Although they knew that Cong Shang would not let them go, they knew better that they were not her opponents at all.

Stay and die.

If we retreat and escape now, we may still have a chance. After all, there is only one person in congshang, but there are more than 1000 people here.

As long as more than a thousand people rush out of Fuquan Town, disperse and flee in all directions, it is impossible for condensate clothes to leave them all.

One who can live is one.

Moreover, Xiao Yang has already said that there will be no burning army from now on. After they fled, as long as they were anonymous and vast, condensate Shang could not find them at all, and it was impossible to know that they were from the burning army.

At this point, the rest of the scorching regiment stopped staying, and more than 1000 people turned around and ran outside Fuquan town.

"Kill!!"

But I don't stay.

"Whew, whew, whew -"

The sword in her hand is constantly cutting out. It is cunning, fierce and extremely fast. Under the cold killing machine, the sword must be killing people.

At this moment, the people of the scorching regiment have no heart for war and only want to escape. The killing potential of condensate clothes that do not need defense is even more amazing.

A sword kills a man.

Five people were killed in a row while breathing.

The people of the scorching army fled in front of them and pursued after them.

Kill kill!!

My clothes are like a murderous God.

Sword kills.

The sword kills.

More than 1000 people of the scorching army fled all the way, but they left bodies everywhere. Blood flowed into rivers and bodies were everywhere.

"Gulu......"

Outside Fuquan Town, thousands of martial arts onlookers could not help swallowing a mouthful of saliva as they watched the people of the scorching regiment running towards them.

Shocked, appalled.

What is the concept and impact of the more than 1500 people killed by one person who were routed and fled?

Absolute terror!!

Unforgettable in this life!!

At the rear of the scorching army, watching the members of the scorching army who were running frantically, they suddenly stopped wearing clothes and took back their long swords.

Her eyes were cold and cold.

If you break my innocence and ruin my life, how can you live.

"Brush!!"

The next second, the long sword in Leng Shan's hand was just collected, and the long bow of the ground soldier appeared. She was dressed in white with blood and danced wildly with threethousand green silk.

Hold the bow and pull the string.

"Whew -"

An arrow shot, a storm of arrows.

"Whew, whew, whew -"

The bloody sharp arrows, which melt tens of millions of people, rain with arrows in the sky, and carry incomparable killing opportunities to attack the members of the burning regiment who are fleeing in front.

Such a dense crowd.

So close.

How to run?

How to run?

"Shit!!"

Outside Fuquan Town, thousands of martial arts onlookers saw an arrow shot from Cong Shang and the rain of arrows swept through the sky. They all widened their eyes and their pupils shrank.

"Run!!"

A word rings from everyone's heart;

In an instant, thousands of martial artists gathered around to disperse the birds and animals. They didn't hesitate and didn't stop. They ran to the distance one after another. Their speed reached the extreme. They ran for their lives like the people of the scorching army.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the scorching army was stunned.

What's going on?

What are these people running for?

They thought they were going to run away. These people would help Cong Shang intercept them, but they didn't expect that these people were as timid as mice. Before they said anything cruel, these people just ran away. Of course, a few people saw the eyes of thousands of martial artists and were curious. They couldn't help but turn around and look behind them.

However, even at this moment, they were stunned and stupid, and even their footsteps stopped involuntarily.

In sight, in both pupils.

The arrow rain is getting closer and closer

'poop poop!!'

The next second, the arrow rain fell, and the members of the scorching army were unprepared. Countless sharp arrows ran through their bodies, and their blood splashed.

"Bang bang!!"

In an instant, countless people fell to the ground, bled and died.

One arrow of the storm kills thousands.

At the entrance of Fuquan Town, Cong Shan is an independent person. The sun is setting. Her white clothes are stained with blood. She is a corpse all over the place. She is like an unparalleled murderer!!