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The people in the newspaper building didn’t see what happened at all. They just saw the invincible enemy. Suddenly, their heads fell off and their heads rolled. They were so scared that they all closed their mouths. They couldn’t believe it. What I saw.

In fact, Lu Menglin's slash at the cost of breaking through the space was too fast. Almost only in an instant, the Anger Slash in his arms and palms had completed the harvest and returned to the space at the other end. So no one can see his movements clearly.

Even the strongest person died in a daze, let alone others!

Others just think that Mu Qingshan mostly used a very special and secret technique to directly take off the opponent's head. They are more willing to believe that this is a powerful curse technique, because only in this way can they explain why the other party would Suddenly dropped his head.

Finally, a burst of enthusiastic cheers broke out in the newspaper building behind him!

Because no matter what, that powerful and terrifying enemy was finally killed!

At this time, the sky of the east finally revealed a ray of white fish, and it was about to dawn!

Outside the long street, in the dark corners that people can't see, there are finally no more people in black. They seem to have given up their minds and stopped attacking the newspaper office, leaving only the corpses in one place.

With the advent of light, the people upstairs realized how fierce the battle was last night. On the street in front of the newspaper, there were thousands of corpses of men in black, and the blood had already stained the street. A piece of bright red, and the blood mixed with soil, was kneaded into an extremely heavy hue, making everyone who saw this scene feel heavy.

The residents on the street listened to the sound of fighting and fighting all night. At this time, they finally had the courage to quietly push the window open. Through those gaps, they could see the tragic scene on the street.

I don't know who's the mother-in-law, she burst into tears with a howling, and then, the cries seemed to be contagious, and there were bitter crying everywhere.

They were crying for their relatives who didn't return when they went out last night. They were crying for this hard-won victory. They didn't even know what they would face after daybreak?

Everything is the beginning and the end. For these ordinary people at the bottom, life is too difficult, and it is not easy to live a true heart!

Lu Menglin looked at the corpses all over the place, but his mood was actually a bit twisted.

These people in black are obviously all soldiers. It is really worthless to die in such a place and in their own hands.

The big people behind them just moved their mouths, but let these young lives wither overnight. This kind of battle may be of great significance to the people of Fashen City and Qingyu Newspaper, but it is for the dead. Does it really make sense for soldiers?

Does it really make sense to waste these young lives on the privacy of such a big man?

At this moment, Lu Menglin suddenly felt a little tired. Fortunately, the human world is not like this at present. Maybe it used to be, but it is not now.

Faced with the pressure of the dark race to survive, the human world has shown strong cohesion and unity. Although internal fighting still exists, there are very few, because everyone knows that the enemy is strong and we are weak. Power is shameful. Once the dark race has the upper hand, all struggles will be meaningless.

The god nation obviously did not realize this. Under the brilliance of the three major god cities, although there is such a terrifying neighbor as the dark race, the god nation people have always thought that they are the most powerful. History The people of the gods on the world once defeated the dark races and drove them to the cold north, but that was already decades ago.

Lu Menglin had a faint feeling in his heart, maybe the god nation is not as powerful as he thought, at least in his own eyes.

The sky is finally bright!People began to appear on the streets, accompanied by more and more noisy noises.

Everyone knew what happened last night, and everyone was amazed at the tenacity of Qingyu Newspaper House. They were able to withstand the attack in the dark and survived until dawn.

So, can people in Fashen City see the latest issue of Qingyu Newspaper?Is there an antidote to this plague in the journal?

Can this antidote formula really end this damn plague?

No one knows the answer, everyone wants to know the answer.

However, a rush of horseshoes interrupted people's thoughts and pulled everyone back to reality.

The city guards surged up like a tide. The first to arrive at Newspaper Street was the brightly armored cavalry, followed by thousands of infantry. When the cavalry and infantry surrounded the long street, it was completely After the blockade, the most famous Fashen heavy artillery regiment in Fashen City finally staggered late.

This is a legion composed of one hundred and eight high-level mages, also known as the tyrannical corps, known as the tyrannical tactics, there will be no grass.

In the face of the magical attack of the formed army of wizards, dealing with any enemy is a ruin. Even the strongest can only escape for their lives and dare not confront it head-on.

The reason why the city of the gods can dominate one side and become one of the three big cities is inseparable from the powerful lethality of the army of the gods.

It's just that no one thought that the Fashen Heavy Artillery Corps, which is rarely seen at ordinary times, appeared on the long street where the Qingyu Newspaper was located.

And their appearance has made many people feel ashamed of death. They never thought that the country's most important weapon would be used in such a place!

The army that came, apparently already had a certain degree of understanding of someone's strength, they pushed forward cautiously, and completed the encirclement quietly.

And most importantly, as the main force outputting firepower, the Fashen Heavy Artillery Corps, their position is very delicate, and they have always been kept a hundred steps away from that young man.

At this distance, for the Lawshen Heavy Artillery Corps, only one salvo can blast the opponent into slag, but it can protect their own safety to the utmost extent and not give the opponent a chance to get close.

Because every mage in the Fashen Heavy Artillery Corps is the pride of Fashen City, an important member, and there is no room for loss.

There is a sharp confrontation on both sides of the long street.

On one side were Lu Menglin and the Qingyu Newspaper Hall behind him, and on the other side were thousands of soldiers and horses including the Fashen Heavy Artillery Corps, and among them, there were hundreds of corpses in black.

Looking down from the angle of the upper floor, you will find that the whole picture presents a unique tragic and desolate beauty.

Suddenly, the arrival of so many troops, in the hearts of everyone in the newspaper building, was both expected and unexpected.

It was already dawn, and the city guards could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb about the newspaper attack, so they would come, otherwise they would be negligent.

However, not only the city guards came, but also the iron cavalry camp in the city of the gods, and the black pawn camp, even the heavy artillery army of the gods. The meaning of this is enough to be intriguing.

With so many troops coming, it is absolutely impossible for them to come by themselves, but someone instigated them from behind.

Could it be that some people think that this bone last night is too difficult to chew, and it will be ugly to ignore it?

At this moment, in the huge long street, in front of the Qingyu Newspaper, there was only Lu Menglin standing on the spot, standing alone, quite tragic.

"He can't fight anymore! Come back soon!" In the newspaper building, Dong Yang lowered his head and shouted silently.

"Come back! You have done enough!"

"You can't win! Stop fighting!"

"Please, retreat!"

For a while, all kinds of crying sounded in the building, it was the girls!They were crying for the man who fought all night, and crying for the fate that the newspaper was about to accept.

Fashen City’s military has made every effort, and no one would think that there is any miracle happening!Even if the young man was beaten with iron and reincarnated from the gods and demons, he would still be unable to resist the crush of the army. If he continued to fight, he would only die in vain.

On the top floor of the newspaper, through the broken window, Master Liu looked down. Her face was pale, although she was still calm, she showed a lonely color.

"Is it finally over? Those people, in order to deal with Qingyu Newspaper House, are really willing to pay their blood!" Liu Guan sighed quietly.

She seemed to be talking to herself, more like she was talking to the people around her.

"No, what they have to deal with is not just a mere newspaper office, but to extinguish the hearts of the people! Defending the people's mouth is better than Fangchuan. It seems that they don't care about the flood!"

Duanmu Qingyi stared at the iron knights below, the black pawns with the swords hanging on their backs, and the heavy artillery regiments representing the highest explosive attack power of the entire Shenmin Continent. There was a glimmer of fortune in his heart. Fortunately, Tianzun God City was not as dark as This is so corrupt.

Even the army refused to protect the people, but stood on the opposing side of the people. Such a city of Fashen was really an iron curtain, and no one could shake it.

Duanmu Qingyi suddenly felt a little pity, but it was a pity that Master Wu Hao's fierce battle last night, his personal strength was too limited, even if he tried his best, he couldn't kill this dark and decadent world!

"Let's go! Let me go, we Qingyu Newspaper should ask them dignifiedly, what's the crime?" Liu Laoguan, who was full of silver and old, walked downstairs and walked in front of Lu Menglin, and Passed him.

Behind the old lady, there were a group of employees of Qingyu Newspaper. There were more than 100 people, as well as the injured caravan guards and the people who participated in the charity battle last night. Even Wang Sanlu was among them.

It was the young man who protected everyone last night, so now, at dawn, everyone will start to protect him!

The crowd kept moving forward, passing by Lu Menglin one by one, and he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, motionless like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture.

When everyone passed by his side, they would gently say, "Thank you!"

Because they are really grateful. Without this brave and powerful young man, everyone in the newspaper building behind them would probably have died in the dark night, under the despicable assassination, and would not have stood in broad daylight. Opportunity.

The silver-haired old lady's patron took the crowd and walked up to the cavalry high above.

"As a soldier, don't you feel ashamed? If you don't protect the people, you want to aim the sword at the people's chest! Where is the law of heaven!" Old lady Liu's voice was rapid and powerful, very penetrating.

She yelled a few words, and the cavalry at the front unconsciously pulled out their horses, trying to avoid her.

Obviously she was just an old lady who was very old, and she didn't have the slightest fighting strength at all, but when she stood in front of her, she had an awe-inspiring aura.

At this time, a faint sigh came from the cavalry phalanx, as if sighing all the joys and sorrows in the world.

Then, an eight-carriage sedan with red satin curtains and blue brocades appeared, and the cavalry voluntarily retreated, giving way to a passage.