“Hey, it’s a pity that you, Ye Junlin, has become a useless person. Why do I need to do it myself?”
After learning about Ye Junlin’s situation, the god of death was no longer interested.
Like Chen Wudao, what he wanted to kill was the pinnacle of Ye Junlin.
In his opinion, other people were more than enough to kill Ye Junlin.
He is not qualified to be his opponent at all!
Reaper no longer pays attention to the situation in the field.
Rather than biting a piece of raw meat, blood is spitting out…
As soon as the two sides touched in the field, sparks splashed everywhere.
The opponent is strong and crazy.
The masters who escorted Ye Junlin were not bad either.
The other side is for killing, they are for the faith in their hearts.
When Ye Zhenlin entered the field with a knife, Ye Junlin’s eyes were moist.
Ye Zhenlin buried half of the people in the soil and was fighting for him.
Most of the people present are strangers.
But they all fought for him!
Even if wounded or killed in battle, everyone has no regrets!
Just for the justice in your heart!
Just for Daxia!
Ye Junlin’s face twitched.
Hate it!
I only hate being physically disabled and unable to move, unable to carry the Daxia sword!
“Kill kill kill!!!”
Ye Zhenlin led the people to the front, and Tangmen masters guarded the surroundings, like a tiger descending the mountain.
The four great heavenly kings of the north and south Hongmen and the four great masters of the heavenly dragon, cooperated in tacit understanding, rushed into the enemy, and killed a large area.
Other masters also showed their abilities.
Everyone will securely guard the car carrying Ye Junlin.
Seven or eight people moved the corpse in front, and Yama God of War drove step by step.
Everyone is moving while fighting.
“Puff!”
“Puff!”
…
Soon there were casualties, and all the figures were thrown up high, and fell heavily to the ground, instantly losing their breath.
These people are masters sent by the Jingcheng Ling Family!
“boom!”
“boom!”
…
Blood splashed in the field, and people kept falling.
Both sides suffered heavy losses!
The car carrying Ye Junlin only traveled about ten meters.
Although the corpses piled up on the street were moved away.
But there were hundreds of murderous madmen guarding him, and he couldn’t move forward at all.
If you want to leave this town, you have to blaze a trail.
“Brothers punch me!!!”
This is the Forty Erlang of the Eastern Frontier War League, they roared into the front line of defense.
Soon they were overwhelmed, bloody arrows shot one after another, and one after another fell…
After a while, there was no one standing…
tragic!
heroic!
But he tore a hole abruptly!
“It’s time for us!”
This is the eighty nameless people in the west.
They are either retired fighters, hunters, or fighting coaches…
To put it bluntly, it is a group of ordinary people.
They organized spontaneously, just to protect Ye Jun.
Eighty people rushed into the enemy crowd.
“Kill kill kill!”
“Brothers desperately want to escort the God of War away!”
Eighty ordinary people are also eighty tigers.
“laugh!”
“laugh!”
“laugh!”
…
Blood ran across, and corpses ran across the wild.
Eighty Wumingshi used flesh and blood to expand the opening of the war alliance until it was opened!
The hundreds of murderous demons on the opposite side were stunned.
Obviously many of them are just a bit of three-legged cat kung fu, but like wild beasts, they bit their defenses.
This makes them unimaginable!
What happened to these people?
Like madness, resist with his own flesh and blood.
“Puff!”
“Puff!”
…
“Be sure to send the God of War out!”
The 80 unsung heroes of the Western Territory were far too far in strength after all, and they all fell into a pool of blood in the end.