Chapter 144

Name:Assassins Guild Author:Jing Ke
Thousands of spaceships, big and small, came from all directions. Looking down from space, it's as if there are countless black spots on the surface of queen, just like mildew.

Soon, all the Yanlong soldiers' faces were covered with a layer of shadow, and then, they were extremely shocked and deeply desperate.

Luo Tianlin is also forced to intervene in the channel connected with Yinfei at the moment. His face is as heavy as water and he says, "do you know what you are doing now, boy of Daolong clan? You are against Yanlong, one of the five dragon families! You are looking for your own death

"Ha ha, Mr. Luo, you'd better look at the radar at hand before you speak. Five Dragon people? Hehe, maybe. But it will soon be history. " Yinfei smiles and is not moved by Luo Tianlin's momentum.

Indeed, Yinfei now has the capital to be superior to the five dragon groups.

The porters have endured for hundreds of years, and the huge fleet built in secret is finally emerging today. Although, in terms of mobility and technological content, the porters' spaceships are still slightly inferior to the Dragon warships, but in terms of number, they have far exceeded the scale of any of the five dragon fleets.

With the help of the assassin guild, Yinfei can be proud of the whole dragon world. The elder guard, known as the strongest assassin group, was killed by Ming and Xie Xiang on the first face of the Qianlong.

Assassins and killers are two completely different realms.

Although Yinfei has always regarded himself as the first military general of the Daolong clan, now, whether facing Ming or Xie Xiang, he is not sure that he can win the other side.

In Yinfei's heart, the assassin guild is a sharp double-edged sword. Make good use of it, but be very careful!

At the moment, all the data monitored by the radar are fed back to Luo Tianlin. No surprise, the old man's face is as white as paper.

He originally thought that Yinfei was just bringing the fleet of the Daolong clan to the rescue site. At most, there were only a dozen warships. The Dao dragon warships have always been good at speed, but their firepower is far less fierce than Yan Long warships of Yan prison level.

But he never thought that there were thousands of warships besieging them!

"Where are so many warships?" Luo Tianlin sat on the general's chair, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Mr. Luo, you may not know that the Daolong clan and the Feilong clan have signed an alliance and formally established a strategic alliance a few hours ago. And joining this alliance are the potters, who you see as slaves Yinfei's voice rang out again, and his smile remained the same, but for Luo Tianlin at this time, the voice was so harsh, and the smile was as dazzling as the sun in the desert.

"Bo Special People? " Luo Tianba, who had been numb for a long time, suddenly muttered: "there are so many porters Warships? "

"Listen to the Luo family!" Yinfei stood up, put away his gentle smile, and became calm and solemn. Behind him were Fanny and the porter with a metallic blue face.

"Lay down your arms, surrender and become a prisoner. We will send you back according to the laws of the dragon people. Or you can choose to continue fighting, so I don't have to say much about the consequences. " Yinfei's tone was not as relaxed as before. At this moment, no one would doubt what he said. That's a real ultimatum!

Battlefield, a dead silence.

"You want us to surrender? To be a prisoner? " Luo Tianba's face blackened by smoke and dust was full of anger, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

At this time, Luo Tianlin, sitting on the command ship, was also as pale as death. If you don't surrender, the chances of winning this battle are very slim; but if you surrender, the Yanlong people will certainly lose their strength and never recover!

What to do? Luo Tianlin hesitated, and his big hands trembled unconsciously.

However, before Luo Tianba had time to burst out his anger, he heard a voice that made him fall into the ice cellar: "surrender? You have no chance... "

The water blue light blade cut off without hesitation, and the blood broke away, and a piece of fishy red spattered. Luo Tianba's eyes finally opened to the biggest in his life. He couldn't believe that he was watching the world turn upside down and his body had drifted away.

With a thump, the head fell to the ground.

"Tianba!" Luo Tianlin screamed hysterically, his eyes almost burst, his dark red hair stood up, and his face was full of pain and ferocity.

"No!" Silver fly yells is not good, although, at present they already occupied the superiority, but also only encircles from the outside. Deep in the center of the battlefield, Sasha is still under the enemy's firepower. If the Luo family wants to kill her, they can still do it without effort.

"Go and protect general Sasha!" Jill yelled from the Dragon Ship and rushed to the hatch.

However, it's too late.

The belly of the Yanlong command ship hanging on Shasha's head immediately opened, and countless red energy chains gushed out, which almost instantly surrounded Shasha into a fiery red "cocoon". At the same time, dozens of red land combat mecha also jumped from the sky, laser blades hissing, pointing at the trapped Sasha.Looking at the overwhelming offensive overhead, and the sky gradually covered by red, Sasha's expression is as calm as water.

"If you start a war, you have to pay the price." Sasha's eyes flashed, as if she thought of something. She murmured: "don't ask who my sword is crying for It doesn't make sense Politics and power Can't drive me In my sword There is no simple life and death There is no indistinct win or lose There is only justice in my heart! "

"It's really your style, but I can't learn it up to now..." Two lines of tears across Sha Sha's pale face, she gently closed her eyes, slowly released the water blue light blade in her hand.

Zifeng, if you are predestined I hope to meet you in the afterlife

The wheel of time seems to be torn by something, the slower it goes. The scorching color in the air gradually faded, returning to the past, and the voice also faded away, leaving only a clean silence.

At the foot of the land as if disappeared, Sha Sha's body had a floating feeling, as if wrapped by nothingness.

Is it going to hell? Sasha's thinking is getting slower and slower.

Why is there no fear in my heart, and even a trace of warmth pouring in?

All the feelings are gradually blurred, as if to fall into the bottomless abyss. Suddenly, in the darkness that is about to devour everything, a dazzling light source rises at infinity.

Why?

A gust of wind, mixed with the familiar taste, came to my face. It's like it's been refined for countless times, so long that Sasha can't tell. But, that kind of familiar feeling is really true, unexpectedly let her every nerve can't help shivering.

Suddenly, she couldn't help opening her eyes. The long eyelashes were still stained with tears, and the black horsetail was flying disorderly. She just looked up at the bleak and dazzling figure in the air.

The primitive appearance of the mecha is like a warrior of the middle ages, quiet but full of explosive power.

Shura purple chop!

Vaguely, it seems to hear the hissing sound of the purple steel knife, like the roar of a beast, like the waves, like a primitive beast, smashing all the things it doesn't like to see, and grinding them into fly ash.

Why?

Sasha's legs softened, kneeling on the ground, staring at the purple meteors in the air, completely unaware of the broken energy chains scattered around her like a drizzle.

"Why?" Shasha shouts at the sky, with a face of grievance and tears rushing like breaking the dike.

She's so hateful!

Hate oneself why so many years, in just see his that moment, unexpectedly still can inexplicable joy.

As if at that moment, he had grasped her heart, her breath, as long as the past.

However, the mecha did not respond to her call. It just draws a wanton arc in the air and waves the purple steel knife like a dazzling meteor shower.

In a short time of half a minute, there was no Yanlong mecha in a radius of one kilometer!

Only countless scrap iron, all fall!

Eye opening? Tongue tied? It's not enough to describe the shock of the people at the moment. On the battlefield that was originally glued, there was only strange silence left.

Countless eyes are moved by the purple shadow.

"This is Is that right? " Fanny looked at the purple land fighter on the light screen. Her eyes were twinkling. She could not help but cover her mouth with her hands. She almost screamed.

"Sir Fanny, do you know the purple mecha?" Of course, Yinfei had seen this mecha, the fierce purple steel knife, and the murderous spirit of heaven and earth had been deeply imprinted in his heart.

The so-called strong, when it is so, only so.

It's just that Fanny's reaction is obviously a little exaggerated. Does she have a different understanding of Zifeng?

"This No It's nothing, but I've never seen such a strong mecha fighter, and I don't know where he came from... " Fanny's eyes twinkled, avoiding Yinfei's gaze, and looking at the light screen.

Sure enough, there is a problem

Yin Fei pondered in his heart, but also quietly, still observing the image on the screen. And Xie Xiang, who was also looking at the light screen, could not help frowning.

A strong intuition began to strike her.

No, it's not Maple! That's

In the middle of the battlefield, as if swept by a typhoon, the burning ruins had already disappeared, and even the ground was exposed with blue rocks.

All the people, all the spaceships, all the things that can and can't move, have been moved a kilometer away.

In this absolute realm, there is only the silent purple mecha and the sobbing black haired girl.

The purple steel knife was inserted obliquely on the ground, whining like a hero.

For a long time, Sasha raised her face blankly, and looked at the flying white hair, deep blue eyes, and pretty but strange face with tears in her eyes.Not him?

Why? How could it not be him?

Sasha's heart seems to be suddenly empty, leaving only an empty shell.

Tears scattered, weathering in the invisible.

"Sorry, it's not me." A voice said softly and apologetically.