Heavenly Star

“Your Majesty! ”

“Father Emperor! ”

The wind and the guardian beside him were shocked and lifted him up busily. Wind abhorred: “Father, don't worry, even though Ye Wuchen has mastery of the heavens and the sky, tonight is absolutely... the wings can't fly! ”

“Hahahahahahahahahaha...” The wind's body was soft, and he laughed tragically: “What if he died, he died, can my wind god of war come back... can the wind god three old man come back... four of them, the enemy thousands of horses... but he destroyed them all... 20 years ago, the Ye family let me return to victory, today, twenty years later, one of the Ye family actually ruined our wind house in one day to this point... Is it really our Ke Xing..."

“Father...” The wind opened its mouth, thinking of any comfort, but eventually did not come out. The blow was too big for anyone to bear. Ever since then, the wind has never been in front of him with majesty and anger. He is not surprised. The great wave is right. Never saw him panic and lose his temper, making him awe and awe again. Today, the big marriage was destroyed, watched Ye Wuchen snatched away, his life was kidnapped for the first time, which was already a disgrace, however, it was just the beginning, just now, the wind was brutally killed in front of him, wind dying in the sun... wind god three old death...

Catastrophic blow, how did he bear it!?

Ye Wuchen stepped on blood from the position of the royal study all the way south. The dense and numb knife and arrow still failed to retain his footsteps. By the time he reached the palace door, he was already stained with blood, while the snow-coated head and dress were still snowy and white, without contaminating any blood. Because of the surface of her body, there was a protective barrier built by Leaf Mitsune with half her strength.

“Get out of here!! ”

He shouted, his figure jumped high with all his strength, and jumped at the palace door filled with guards. When his shape fell, his right hand had already swung. The star-cutting sword cut through a golden flame, devastating forces burst out downward, and more than 200 guards under the fierce force such as Tarzan pressed, lay down on the ground, squeezed faces were completely deformed, even the blades in their hands were pressed.

“Boom," which existed for years before the palace door collapsed and buried the already tragic guards.

“Yip!” Ye Wuchen finally landed on the ground, the chopping star sword deeply inserted into the crumbling ground, the ground trembled for a moment, there was no one to stand around, behind him the chasing guard all eyes knotted tongues, his whole body trembled, shaking dare not move forward. That tragic dead face easily crushed their psychological defenses.

“Cher... we... can go out...”

He softly stood up and his eyes fainted. Today was his first murder day. Looking at the blood of the crushed corpse, his eyes were surprisingly flat. As if he was supposed to be, he was supposed to kill the god of the bloodshed.

He finally stepped out of the palace door and rushed forward with tearing pain. But in front of us, it's not the sky wind city where people come and go, it's the clear... people.

The road ahead was completely blocked and neatly stood full of city guards dressed in bronze armor and armed with swordshields. Looking forward, the extreme part of the sight is still a clear sea of people, which makes one wonder that this team is 100 feet long and 100 feet wide...

Just for him.

Ye Wuchen straightened his body and raised his head high to this huge team that had been waiting for him for many years. Behind him, the guards also quickly poured out and rolled into him.

“Your Majesty, Ye Wuchen has fled outside the palace. He is now surrounded by the Western City army led by General Yue, and his wings cannot fly. ”

The frail wind suddenly opened its eyes and shouted: "Instantly set up the highest observation deck in the palace! I want to see him die myself! ”

Without seeing his demise himself, he will rest and eat in peace for the rest of his life.

An observation deck began to be quickly erected until it was dozens of meters high. Above, the best magic telescopes on the continent are arranged.

When Yue Xuandong received an order to send a city guard to surround a man, he shouted absurdly, but when he heard that the man had slaughtered the wind and the sun, he was shocked for a long time, then rushed out and surrounded the palace gate group as quickly as possible.

Large-scale redeployment will inevitably shock the whole of Sky Wind City. At one time, everyone will be in danger and will not be able to leave the door. Guess what happened. There are almost no pedestrians on the street. The sky is not yet completely darkened, and there is a moon in the sky.

Seeing a delicate girl in her arms, holding a giant sword of fire, like a teenager who had just walked out of the bloodbath, Yue Zhuangdong could not believe his eyes, his heart trembled, unspeakable. The city guards who were waiting for them were equally shocked.

Is he the one who killed the god of war?

Actually who is he exactly!

At one time, this huge team of sparrows was silent. After hundreds of wars, Yue Dong, who had always been calm and proud, had not issued instructions for a long time.

Behind him, the guards finally approached and the knife wind approached. Ye Wuchen's eyes flashed a red scarlet of blood. His bloodstained body drew a red shadow that greeted the huge team in front of him.

He used his quickest degree, and even the wind gods were too old to react to the horror.

chi chi chi --

* * Split voices overlap, horribly palpitating. At this time, Ye Wuchen is like a bloody drill bit, to make them unacceptable degree, badly stabbed this team, quickly pierced in the blood light...

His hands were waving so fast that they could not be seen, and the fire in front of him was brimming with bloody flowers and tearing hearts in the air. In his ear, the armored blade chopped by the star-cutting sword and the flesh of the mutilated limbs flew uninterrupted. In front of him, all he could see was a flame woven by the star-cutting sword. He closed his eyes and raised the degree to the extreme, lifting the power to the extreme, lifting the sword to the extreme...

A large, neatly lined team made a big mess, but Ye Wuchen was like a bloody meteor. Everyone who died under his sword would only see a flame at the end of his life. Even a few who occasionally pulled out the weapons warehouse and lay it in front of him would be cut to pieces by an appalling air wave even with a soldier's blade.

Wan army is only one person, before this, I don't know how many people even took this military move as a joke and came with a lively attitude. But it didn't occur to them that what they were going to face was not a man… but a horrible demon of life. Between that brief stunner, they have been surprised… a team of 10,000 people, surprised by one person.

Destroying decaying forces such as the bamboo attack, brutal piercing, bloody flying dance broke their hearts and minds, combined with that desperate scream before they died. Behind us is a tide of people, and there is no way out, whether you want to rush past it or avoid escape. And as he approached, that horrible and daunting atmosphere left them with no chance of attack at all, only as part of the bloody path under his feet.

When the wind and wind stood on the observation deck and picked up the magic telescope, outside Miyagi, that huge team had been cut in half by a ray of orangutan blood straight from the center. The blood figure that cut this blood path dragged the blood, quickly escaped, and the figure quickly did not enter the night when it began to descend.

The telescope in the hands of the wind and the wind fell to the ground simultaneously, staring into the eyes, silent for a long time.

The true elite will not fear thousands of armies, because not millions of armies, even hundreds of millions of armies, can attack a person only a few or a dozen people at most at a time, and others can only stand beside him in soy sauce. So, as long as we cut through the gaps as quickly as possible before we exhaust our efforts, it's impossible for the Ten Thousand Horsemen to trap a world-class expert.

So the number of people who set foot in the divine hierarchy against the wind and the sun can be no threat to them. If he wants to leave, millions of soldiers and horses won't be able to keep him.

And of course, one of the most important of these is degrees —— the degree of movement and the degree of initiative. If the degree of movement does not exceed the degree of movement of the team, the team cannot be removed from the entanglement and dragged to death. If the enemy in front cannot be quickly cleared in the fast movement, the other party's attack will fall on you. Moreover, if a man of equal strength holds him in, he will surely be submerged in the army, fleeing hopelessly.

From the beginning, Yue Xuandong did not give any instructions. Ye Wuchen took only a few dozen seconds to break away from the siege of the army of 10,000 people and turn this huge team that came to surround one person into a ridiculous joke.

He walked faintly into the middle of the team, a bloody road from the front of the team, straight and neat to the end of the team...

“Go after him!” He shouted, awakening countless stunned and frightened city guards, and the huge team immediately turned around and moved in the direction of Ye Wuchen's departure. Footsteps are not as neat as they come and become as confusing as their hearts beat.

That drumming punch was the only way for Ye Wuchen to disengage. If there was a slight pause in the middle, he would be submerged in the sea. He ran for his life, and his gaze grew blurred until he greyed out. Finally, he hit a wall with a "bang”. Because of the degree of speed, the wall shook violently, risking falling down, Ye Wuchen was severely bounced out and fell to the ground.

“Cough...” There was constant fluid coming out of his mouth, and he had counted it for the first time. He panicked and stood up with his hands up, holding the snow tight, weakly asked: "Cher, did it hurt you? ”

Cher raised her face and shook her head vigorously. Her whole face had been caught in tears. Ye Wuchen was stained with blood all over her body, and she was not slightly injured and did not feel any pain. She knows why. She also knew that if Ye Wuchen had left her, she would have been able to escape, but for her sake, he dispersed his strength and spirit, and even one arm was available.

However, she would not ask him to let herself go, because she knew he would not, but would be angry. If she were him, she wouldn't either.

“That's good.” Ye Wuchen smiled with joy, gasping a few hard breaths, calmly breathing, and recovering his wounds with residual strength. His body surface, apart from the obvious merciless knife of the wind and sun, did not suffer any other injuries, but the internal injuries were extremely severe. Under the puncture just fully applied, it was also severely aggravated by a few points, and the power was rapidly depleted. His consciousness had begun to collapse and he had finally escaped, completely spelling out a breath that had not been relieved. At this point, the breath was exhausted, and he was almost lost.