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Chapter eight hundred and eighty second artistic conception flat world

At present, there is no way to get out of here, so it is only killing. Solving all these is the only way out.

Then treat this as a kind of training and the basis for achieving the peak.

The two looked at each other and rushed directly toward the next moment.

Xia Chenglong naturally wanted to get out here as soon as possible, so he used all his strength at the beginning. Of course, this all strength is not a random martial arts, but the effect of each sword.

Their strength is not particularly strong, and they can naturally solve it easily for their hard work, but the mystery in it is probably not something that ordinary people can do.

There was only an ordinary blue light sword in his hand. Every time Xia Chenglong stabbed out a sword, one person would fall down, which could be said to be without any extra.

This is what Xia Chenglong is after seriousness.

"Huh!"

At the beginning, Xia Chenglong was surprised. He thought they had existed for thousands of years and their bodies had been dry for a long time, but he didn't expect that these guys were flesh and blood, and it seemed that they were not much different from them.

When everyone falls, there will be a smell of blood coming. This grand scene surrounded by thousands of troops is not easy to endure the impact of blood under the pressure of a powerful army.

But he was fine. As a murder machine in the former military headquarters, he had long been familiar with this smell, at least there were too many problems at present.

But Murong Qianxue is not very good.

This was the first time she had a direct collision with the military headquarters. The soldiers from all directions rushed up, which made women who were far higher than these guys feel at a loss.

This takes a process.

Xia Chenglong had no way to help the other party, and everything needed to be solved by himself.

From a distance, on the flat Qianli Plain, dense soldiers were directly laid into a plane, and Xia Chenglong and Murong Qianxue were two points on this plane.

There is no way, their figures are too small throughout the battlefield.

If you look closely, the killed soldiers did not dissipate directly, and they fell to the ground tragically like normal people.

The blood and energy that were constantly emitting seemed to be surrounding the two of them. Fortunately, their power was strong enough. Judging from the current situation, those blood and energy did not pose a threat.

"Sharp!"

The Qingyan Sword cleverly blocked the attack behind him, pushed them away with a tremendous effort, and then followed the opportunity to use a sword, and the guy in front of him rushed to the end.

An hour later, Xia Chenglong has not used martial arts yet. He just relied on his combat instinct to make the guys around him pay the price with the simplest poking, twitching, stabbing and slashing.

Because it is very clear that this is a tug-of-war, and if they want to win, they must control the rhythm of the battle.

He stepped on the ground with his toes, his body jumped up gently, and took a quick look in the air. The woman fifty meters away happened to kill the group of guys in front of him.

...

This is not a solution!

Murong Qianxue has too little experience in this area. If she attacks like her, she may not be able to feel tired after a long time.

In fact, this is already true!

It’s not that it can’t be defeated, it’s that the endless battle makes people feel upset and want to kill them quickly.

"Sharp!"

The blue light sword was cut off directly by the blue sword. Xia Chenglong quickly appeared behind Murong Qianxue, holding the other party's sword-holding hand and waving it to the side.

"Calm down, don't worry!"

The man's gentle voice appeared in his ears and the bodies that both sides were pressing together. The warmth felt made Murong Qianxue come to her senses.

...

What happened just now? She was fighting inertially, as if her body was completely out of control.

If this continues, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Xia Chenglong has discovered that there is a red line on the woman's neck, which seems to be nothing wrong, but it has not been before.

The blood and energy around the ground are much stronger than imagined. They will gradually erode people's thoughts and eventually turn people into madmen.

Just like the Blood Evil Xiaotian Sword in the Storage Ring, if you forcefully control it, you will inevitably be backfired, or even controlled by the sword itself.

They must be forced out.

This situation is easy to occur in the hands of inexperienced people, and it is all because he did not remind him.

It must be forced out as soon as possible, otherwise, when these blood and energy are truly integrated with the human body, it is very likely that in the end it will completely change people's minds.

Killing and cruelty!

There were countless soldiers around, and the killed corpses were quickly submerged under the feet of people, and everything was going on in a state of numbness.

Murong Qianxue needs half a stick of incense, but fortunately, it is not very eroded, so it doesn’t require too much effort, but the premise is that these guys cannot disturb them.

Ordinary martial arts may not work. After all, in such an environment, killing one hundred people and one thousand people will have the same effect.

It will rush over again in less than two minutes.

So he had to ensure that these guys had enough time to come and not let the spiritual energy squander on defense at will.

I looked around and gritted my teeth and made up my mind.

He wants to block the matter, and what he does must be effective.

"Be careful!"

"Um!"

I would like to remind the woman casually that Xia Chenglong, who had been swinging his sword, stopped moving, closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

The guys around him would not fall asleep, they moved towards them without any timidity.

Murong Qianxue was obedient and did not dare to work hard. Instead, she handed over everything to the man in front of her. There was such a tacit understanding between them.

At the last moment when the warriors were carrying their swords and about to come to them, Xia Chenglong opened his eyes.

At this moment, from the center of them, the ink-colored world spreads around in a circular shape, and there is no end, as if the world here is all like this.

"Everything is lost!"

The artistic conception of giving all his strength is stronger than all the previous ones, because he faces an army of hundreds of thousands or even millions.

After covering all the places that the naked eye can see in the ink world, many swords appeared in the space. They led from the mystery of the sword, tangible and invisible, spreading to the surroundings.

There is no one else here, so he can be assured that he is using it without fear of being seen.

"All things are fading" and "The Origin of Sword" were once again perfectly combined. After receiving the help of Senior Jian Chen, this power has long increased many times.

"Um!"

Before the surrounding color returned to the point, Xia Chenglong, who was exhausted, was caught by Murong Qianxue and was carefully taken to a high platform.

When she looked up at the plain in front of her, she realized that there was no living person where her eyes touched, and all the soldiers who did not know the pain fell down.

Xia Chenglong exchanged for the brief calm that he could not fight, and this man protected his beloved woman in his own way.

"Are you crazy?" Murong Qianxue frowned.

If there is sudden danger at this time, Xia Chenglong has no ability to resist at all.

"Hurry, while those guys have not come up yet, hurry up and push out the blood and energy in their bodies." Xia Chenglong used his last strength and then lay down weakly.
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