Vol 3 Chapter 578: Eighteen bloody, the sword started.
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Rebirth of the Abandoned Woman: Godly Doctor Taizi Fei
- Xiao Xiao Mutong
- 710 characters
- 2021-02-10 01:30:32
The world only knows that the eighteen scorpions are the masters of the kendo, and the means are hot, but they do not know that their light work is also first-class, and the technique of stepping on the wind and the wind is almost at its peak.
Under the guidance of Yun Xiangtian, the eighteen scorpions were divided into six directions and plunged into the Qinglong City Tower. Sure enough, the archers who were hidden in the dark whistle on the tower had released sharp arrows to the eighteen scorpions. Going upstairs, the intensity of the archers’ archery was greatly dispersed, and the power was naturally weakened.
Eighteen scorpions crossed the arrow rain and successfully plundered the tower. When only half a moment was used, the guards hidden in the dark whistle were all annihilated. Eighteen bloody, swords started, Qinglong City, hot blood immersion building .
When the Qinglong City Gate opened again, the inside out was the eighteen people who really welcomed Yun Xiangtian and others into the city.
Headed by the sky to the sky, everyone hit the horse into the city, I saw that the scenes of the bustling city in the city are no longer there. There is no one on the long street, like a ghost field.
It seems that the city is up and down, and all of them know that Yunfu has changed. Only he is a small patriarch.
Yunfu
Yun Xiangxian smashed the cup to the head of a guard and turned a blind eye to the blood spilled from the forehead.
Waste, all waste! What do I use for you?
The guard was trembling all over, and even he spoke with a vibrato: "The son, the young patriarch, he, he is not coming back, he brought people, those people are like killers, it is terrible-"
Yun Xiangxian said: "Less less useless excuses for you, even if you bring people, how? The ambush of the city gate, how good the opportunity, how can he let him live back to the city?"
The guard did not dare to say anything, only his hair was shaking, and his head was full of sights of those who killed the sword and his companion.
At this time, someone rushed to report: "The son, the big thing is not good, the young patriarch, he brought back with people, has already arrived at the military field."
Yun Xiangxian bit his teeth: "To bring out the little lady and the little son, I have to look at it. He is going to heaven, whether it is the position of the cloud patriarch or the life of his wife and children."
The guards took the lead and he turned to take the sword and took the man to the direction of the battlefield.
On the martial arts field, there are more and more people who are under the sword of Yun Xiangtian and others. Although Yun Xiangtian is ruthless, but his heart is bleeding, these people are all members of the Yunzu, and they were once believed by him. The man, but now, has betrayed him and became the running dog of Yun Xiangxian.
He really wanted to ask them a question, what benefits did he give to Yunxian, and even let them ignore the big righteousness, even the shame is not needed?
When Yun Xiangxian came to the military field, it was such a scene. In front of Yun Xiangtian and other people, his men were almost vulnerable, and they only went to death, and they only died more people.
So, Yun Xiangxian shouted in the martial arts field: "Stop!"
A group of injured guards rushed back, and Yun Xiangtian also took the sword to the back, raising his eyebrows and looking at Yun Xiangxian, cold voice: "Yun Xiangxian, just rely on you, and dare to think about this cloud patriarch Position?"
Yun Xiangxian was furious and gritted his teeth: "This is the position of the Yunzu patriarch. Why do you sit for granted? And when I sit, it is Xiao Xiang? Yun Xiangtian, don't forget, your surname is cloud, I also Surnamed Yun, your father and my father are the sons of the old patriarch, the brothers of a mother compatriot. Why should the Yunnan patriarchs be passed down by you? You have been sitting for so long, it’s our turn. ?"