Chapter 2667 Deadline

Chapter 2667 Deadline

The Western King rushed forward to the men in black.

At this moment, she seemed to be an angry tiger rushing out of the gate. The fierceness and violence that suddenly burst out from her eyes, as well as the desperate aura that burst out from her eyes, made the black-clothed men who believed they were dead soldiers, and the steps under her feet subconsciously stagnated.

It was this stagnant gap that the Western King waved his thin knife in his hand with all his might, and his two heads flew away, and thick blood splattered around like fireworks. Then the Western King rushed into the crowd and slashed left and right like lightning, dinging and tinging, and the sound of weapons hitting them out loud.

Four figures screamed and shook their bodies and fell down. The smell of blood instantly spread. The furious Western King naturally had an uncontrollable offensive. The guards who had the power to act also reacted at this moment, and their eyes were full of crazy blood.

He roared and pounced on the men in black.

The sound of "ding ding dangdang" was heard in anger. The deaths of many brothers just now made them angry. The Eastern King and the Northern King also gathered around the Western King to rush to kill their opponents, wanting to help the Western King break out and let her leave. Only in this way can the Supervisor not be plotted by Nangong Yue.

Their attack was quite fierce, and they had almost no strength left when they took action. Each move either killed the man in black or shook the opponent out. The King of the East and King of the North had discovered that the enemy was constantly climbing down from the ropes, and the brothers who were resisting were simply unable to resist.

The number of people is too far apart, let alone after being attacked.

Perhaps in less than ten minutes, there were only three kings and the man in black left in the audience, so the King of the East and King of the North were going to send the King of the West out quickly. The two kings pierced the men in black from the side like black arrows. The flying sword light drew an arc in the air, and when they were raised again, there was a trace of blood.

The two of them were like the god of death waving their sickles to harvest their lives. One by one, the men in black fell down under the full attack of the three kings. The screams were earth-shaking, but their fall also attracted more enemies to suppress them. The Western King in front also began to struggle, and the continuous attack made her unable to breathe.

"kill!"

Seeing this, the two kings shot over and approached the Western King again to fight. The three of them worked together to cut off gold and quickly pushed out several meters. When the two killed several enemies and were about to open the gap, the Eastern King and the Northern King instantly felt their strength dissipated, and the sword he had slashed was held by the man in black.

Then two enemies rushed past them, two scars about inch were clearly visible on their arms, and blood was dripping. The enemy did not stab the two of them in their chests, obviously they knew that there was armor. The bodies of the Eastern King and the Northern King were shaking, and the sword that was held was also suppressed back at this time. The two were shocked.

Then, the two kings shouted, gathered all their strength to counter-press back, and slashed the opponent strongly under the sword. Although the two kings killed the enemy they were fighting, they also knew that they had strong support and counterattack just now, and the consequence of this was that their strength was dissipating faster. The two shouted softly almost at the same time:

“There are ghosts in the wine and food,,”

At this time, they already understood what Nangong Yue was playing. They first deliberately placed the mandarin duck pot to make the King of Xi wary, and then proved their innocence to make the three of them feel guilty. In this way, they would be unprepared for eating wine and food. Moreover, what Nangong Yue used was not highly toxic, but just a very ordinary but effective anesthesia powder.

In this way, Nangong Yue will not be afraid of taking the initiative to eat, drink, and drink.

"Old man, it's really poisonous!"

The King of East was desperately gathering his last strength, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face: "Yes, those who can even kill their wives and children can still be anesthetized to themselves, damn it! If I had known it, I would have listened to the King of West and be more careful about this old guy, but I would have advised me,"

"Please drink with the King of Western power!"

The Northern King angrily opened his eyes: "Unless I die tonight, I will slaughter all the Nangong clan!"

"flutter!"

At this time, although the Western King, who had less energy to eat and drink, had not yet begun to dissipate, was attacked by the man in black crazy by slapping the stone, and was forced to retreat by four people with one sword. He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He heard the conversation between the two kings and was very sad and angry:

"Nangong Yue is indeed poisoned, this bastard!"

The Western King felt pain for Chu Tian: "The young marshal trusts him so much!"

At this time, more than a dozen generals who resisted were already compressed on the edge of the cliff, and the brothers whose eyes were burned were stabbed into the knife. The man in black, who had the advantage, rushed towards the Western King and the others. The three kings, who were trapped in a heavy siege and were injured, changed their faces slightly, and they moved their steps toward the mountain.

Six men in black waved their machetes and slashed at the Western King. The Western King, who was so sad and angry, waved the thin swords. Six short swords were broken by the thunder-like knife, and made a loud noise. Then the Western King moved and bumped, and the six people fell like watermelons and fell, and the dust was flying all over the sky.

The next second, the Western King slashed with all his strength again, and the Eastern King and the Northern King also burst out their last strength. More than a dozen men in black who were blocking the road screamed and fell from the three angry swords. Some died, some were slightly injured, and some were rolling and falling down the hillside. A gap appeared instantly.

"Go away!"

The Eastern King and the Northern King jointly pushed the Western King forward, and then the two turned over and stood on the road to resist the man in black like a locust. Their strength was slowly dissipating, but the destiny and moves of the Eastern King and the Northern King could still last for a while. The man in black attacked only left more than ten knife wounds on the hands and feet of the two.

But he was unable to make a breakthrough, and the figure of the Western King gradually blurred.

Several men in black roared and attacked again. The two kings also roared similarly. There was no fear in their screams, but there was a sincere excitement in the face of fighting and blood. The two enemies rushed to the scene were killed by the lightning-falling sword lights on the spot. Blood and screams immediately echoed in the night sky.

The rest of the people suspended the offensive, but the murderous aura was even stronger.

"Old guy, we're done today."

The King of East bit his lips and condensed his strength with pain. His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but he still stood upright with a fierce fighting spirit and shouted: "But being able to kill so many villains can also let the King of West escape and report the news. It's worth dying. The young marshal will avenge us sooner or later."

The King of Bei was also bleeding from his legs:

"Yes, Nangong Yue will be smashed into pieces by the young coach sooner or later!"

Bang!

Just when the two were about to fight to the death, a huge body smashed over from behind. The two kings subconsciously waved the battle knife but found that it was the King of the West, so they immediately changed the sword force and reached out to hold the King of the West. However, the huge impulse from the latter's body made both stagger back.

The Western King also spit out two mouthfuls of blood on the way, obviously suffering a great severe injury.

"The King of the West!"

The Eastern King and the Northern King shouted together, "What's wrong with you?" A chill flashed through their hearts at the same time. The Western King had clearly broken out of the gap, and the chance of survival should be two more points. Even if Nangong Yue had an ambush on the outside, she shouldn't have been beaten so seriously and had no power to fight back.

The King of Westerners was full of blood and wanted to speak but could not speak, but his eyes were filled with despair and grief. At this moment, a figure fell calmly like a bat. A small and powerful old man was retreating and snorted coldly: "I almost missed people, Nangong Yue's people are all living a bucket!"

The King of Dong shouted angrily: "Who are you?"

The old man patted his clothes without answering, his eyes were full of disdain. The King of the East roared and shot out. He used the last strength condensed by the pain to lift up the sword in his hand and stabbed him hard like an angry dragon. The King of the West was seriously injured and pushed his anger to the extreme.

The cold light in the old man's eyes and body seemed to flash at the same time.

In the eyes of the Eastern King, his full force hit the old man's chest, and the force in his hand told him that he had been stabbed in the air. This contradictory feeling made the Eastern King uncomfortable, but what was even more uncomfortable was that a cold chill suddenly came from his back and a biting severe pain.

The huge momentum made his body fly out, and the blood that was scattered was like a rainbow.

"Original King!"

The Northern King roared and rushed forward to pick up the Eastern King, but his body had just moved. The old man floated in front of him like a ghost, pointing his throat with his fingers. The Northern King subconsciously raised the knife to defend. The old man still did not change his direction. He heard a local sound, and the sword broke and fell to the ground.

The old man's fingers remained imposing and hit the Northern King, and blood burst out.

The King of Western God exclaimed in grief and anger: "Tai, Yang, Wang."

The night is as cool as water!

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