Chapter 637 Why Bu Lai’s sword
is just a collision between two people.
But the power it created was like two fighter jets colliding together.
Almost everyone on the battlefield subconsciously looked towards the sky, wanting to see who would win between the two A-level peaks.
Soon, cheers burst out from the military police team and the demon-slaying team.
And there was a scream from the Holy Knights!
Arubas, the Taurus Knight, is the only alien among the Twelve Knights.
Also known as the top three strong men among the Twelve Knights.
But when facing the top master of the field team of the Secret Bureau, he still suffered a disastrous defeat. His huge body was full of cracks and his golden armor was dim in color.
Then he fell directly into the sea of fire.
Xu Zhenzi's face was pale and his whole body was covered in blood.
It wasn't that he was cut somewhere on his body, but because of the collision just now, his blood seeped out along his skin.
He secretly thought that he was lucky that this werewolf was strong enough, and even among those at the peak of A-level, he was one of those who could fight well.
The collision just now was no different than a normal battle. One careless move could kill anyone!
Fortunately, I won in the end.
He took a deep breath and shouted: "Secret Bureau field team Xu Zhenzhi! Come to reinforce!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout from the opposite side: "Yingzhou Fairy Mountain! The fairy army is ordered to reinforce the temple! Where is Zhang Baiqiang! Kill me Yingzhou Immortal, I want to capture you and take you back. The sky will strike you with thunder! The sky will burn your soul with fire!"
Xu Zhenzhi turned around and saw that a guy with flames all over his body was running fast.
Behind him, three thousand immortal soldiers carrying long swords and wearing uniform white robes have arrived at the periphery of the battlefield!
Three thousand immortal soldiers!
The information on the Immortal Soldiers is already in the files of the Secret Bureau of Middle-earth.
To put it bluntly, the immortal soldiers are actually ordinary people. Some of them fell asleep with the immortals, and some of them were slave soldiers recruited in Middle-earth after the five immortal mountains appeared.
Yes, these people call themselves Immortal Soldiers when speaking to the outside world.
In fact, they are slave soldiers in nature.
They absolutely obey the orders of the immortals and can do whatever they want.
Just for the slightest chance to stand out among the immortal soldiers, be favored by the immortal, and be accepted as a disciple.
Becoming a disciple of an immortal means becoming a member of the Immortal Mountain.
The ingredients of these immortal soldiers are very mixed, and their strength is also uneven.
The highest is A-level, and the worst is C-level or even D-level.
The guy in the lead, with his whole body covered in flames, had soul fluctuations that were almost off the charts. He was either a false god, or a genuine S-class!
Xu Zhenzi drew out his two swords and shouted: "Field team! Follow me!"
Behind him, a dozen B-level masters drew their swords and faced the three thousand immortal soldiers without hesitation!
In an instant, the two sides were fighting hand to hand.
I saw blood splattering everywhere and screams.
Xu Zhenshi brought more than a dozen B-levels and collided with each other abruptly!
The battle is still going on, but it is obvious that the numerical disparity between China and the opponent is too great.
The eight hundred military police squad, plus Xu Zhenshi's field team and Brother Guan's demon-slaying squad, were less than one-fifth of their number.
That is to say, everyone was brave and fought to a draw with the other party.
But as time went by, Yingzhou's immortal troops arrived for reinforcements, and the addition of three thousand fresh troops gradually tilted the balance.
Zhang Baiqiang cursed and swept around with his hammer.
The surrounding Templars did not dare to confront him head-on and retreated one after another.
This group of weaklings were very smart and knew that Zhang Baiqiang was powerful, so they sent more than ten A-levels to pester him.
Only two of these A-levels are in peak condition, and the rest are all newly promoted A-levels.
They came and went, forming a circle of encirclement, trapping Zhang Baiqiang inside.
Zhang Baiqiang came over with a hammer, and the Templars retreated.
Zhang Baiqiang wanted to leave, but the Templars pounced on him and entangled him.
Anyway, if Zhang Bai retreats, they will come forward. When Zhang Baiqiang came forward, they retreated.
The word is "obscene"!
Zhang Baiqiang cursed angrily.
He is not afraid of more than ten A-levels. As long as they fight head-on, he will kill them all sooner or later.
But if more than a dozen A-levels try to harass you, it's extremely disgusting.
He wanted to get away and give the Immortal Soldiers a hard blow, but the opponent's dozen or so A-levels were like cowhide plasters, clinging to him and unable to escape. In comparison, the demon-slaying team was even worse.
The average strength of the demon-slaying team is not very strong. Basically all the members are B-level, and only the captain Guan Erge is at the top of the A-level.
Their opponents were two golden knights at the top of the A-level.
Zhang Baiqiang remembered that when he first arrived, there were more than ten people in the demon-slaying team wearing black suits, all carrying Qinglong Yanyue Swords.
So far there are only five left.
Half dead.
Zhang Baiqiang's heart gradually sank.
So far in the war, Middle-earth has too little chance of winning!
If the fight continues like this, the hundreds of demon-suppressing soldiers may be completely wiped out!
While I was thinking about that, I heard thunder rolling in the air and dark clouds gathering.
Immediately afterwards, a darkness gradually enveloped and spread around.
Zhang Baiqiang felt awe-inspiring in his heart and shouted loudly: "Old God Code No. 113! The Dark Silent One! Curse Xie Kun!"
At the same time, someone else smiled miserably: "Old God Code No. 134! Black God Kizgus!"
Two more old gods God has arrived!
Plus the immortal and God whose whole body is surrounded by fire.
There are already four S-class experts here!
On the other hand, on the Middle-earth side, except why not come, there is no real god-level person here at all!
I'm afraid I'm going to lose this battle!
If you lose, you lose. Who in the world has never lost before?
The key is, if China loses, who else can get He Yongheng back?
The two old gods each occupied half of the world, looking down at the entire battlefield.
They did not take action against this group of ants. Instead, they focused their attention on the battle between the Holy Lord and He Bu Lai.
The dark side of Xie Kun's curse gradually spread outwards, and his soul fluctuations spread throughout the audience: "I want that sword!" The
Holy Lord smiled and said: "Everyone wants good things, the key is whether you have the strength to get it! "
Xie Kun's soul was filled with disdain.
But seeing the darkness continuing to spread around, they arrived at the battlefield where the Holy Lord and He Bu came in an instant.
He Bu Lai suddenly turned around and swung out the sheathed sword in his hand, the sword aura fierce.
In an instant, a crack was cut out of Shai Mu by this sword!
Why don't you come and say coldly: "Get out! If you dare to disturb me from killing the Holy Lord, I will kill you first!"
Xie Kun is known as the Dark and Silent One, and darkness is his true nature.
For a long time, relying on his special life form, he has been domineering in Middle-earth.
In the end, with just one strike of the sword, this guy quickly retreated without even daring to take another step closer!
Kizgus' soul wave came: "Join forces!"
Why not be strong!
Especially the sword in his hand, which is so powerful even before it is unsheathed!
If he draws the sword in his hand, I'm afraid the old gods will be chopped to pieces!
If this stall does not join forces, he will probably come to kill himself after killing the Holy Lord!
The three god-level experts did not discuss or communicate.
But they have formed a triangular formation, surrounding He Bu Lai at the core.
He Bu Lai looked solemn and slowly placed his right hand on the hilt of the black and white sword of life and death.
Although he is unruly, he still knows his priorities clearly.
With the three goods in front of me, it is more than enough to pack one by myself.
If the two join forces, they will definitely lose, but if they escape, it won't be a problem.
But if the three of them come together, it might be difficult to escape.
Unless you draw your sword yourself!
He is very confident. With the black and white sword of life and death that contains thousands of years of sword edge, these three S-class strong men will definitely not be able to stop him!
You might even lose your mind!
But this earth-shattering sword was not prepared for these three people at all.
They don't deserve it!
Only powerful men like Cthulhu, God, or Penglai Immortal Lord, and Emperor Fengdu are eligible to enjoy it!
Killing three of them would be a waste!
(End of chapter)