Chapter 492

Ji Chaoyuan looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy expression.

My own 300 elite vanguards survived for less than five minutes under the hands of the other three!

"Vanguard! Come on!"

Crash! Crash!

There was a sound of drawing a knife.

Under the light of the fire, the cold knife in the hands of the city guards shone brightly, making people terrified.

The three of Ye Yuxi were still standing there with their hands down.

"kill--"

The comrades died under the knife of the opponent, and the momentum of the second batch of vanguards was obviously much braver than that of the first batch.

One by one, they shouted towards Ye Yuxi and the other three.

"kill!"

Two cold lights shot out from the beautiful eyes under Ye Yuxi's mask.

Whoosh!

As soon as Ye Yuxi raised her hand, the Soul Devourer Blade burst out.

boom!

A mass of spiritual power burst out from under his feet, and he used his body skills to the extreme, catching up with the cold light shot from his hand.

puff!

The soul-devouring blade sank into the throat of a city guard, and under tremendous force, the soul-devouring blade pierced that man's neck, then inserted into the neck of the guard behind him, and a bunch of candied haws came out.

Bark.

Ye Yuxi's figure followed, and before the two of them fell down, he pulled out his weapon, and at the same time, Liu Qiba slashed at Ye Yuxi.

Puff puff!

Ye Yuxi's figure didn't stop for a moment. After pulling out the Soul Devourer Blade, she disappeared in place, and those six or seven cold knives slashed directly at the bodies of the two city guards.

The eyes of the two city guards were startled, and a lot of blood froth gushed out of their throats.

They never expected that they would be hacked to death by brothers in a military camp in the end.

The same scene happened around Fatty and Yewen.

The movements of Ye Yuxi and the others are too fast!

Those city guards were still fighting high at the beginning, but when they saw that the person they chopped down was not the blood-colored enchantress, but a brother they had been with day and night, they all became timid.

In this way, the three of Ye Yuxi are even more comfortable!

The strength of the sixth-level spiritual master is compared to the officers and soldiers of the third-level spiritual master, even if there are many officers and soldiers, so what?

In this world, what we look at is absolute strength!

Seeing the 500 vanguard figures becoming more and more sparse, and the screams continued, an adjutant finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"General, the opponent's cultivation level is too high! If this continues, our soldiers are afraid that they will be their opponents!"

The adjutant stood in front of Ji Chaoyuan's horse, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Hmph! Go on! I don't believe their spiritual power is endless!"

Ji Chaoyuan tightly held the big sword in his hand. He also saw the bravery of the three men, and knew that the third-level spiritual power of the guarding army would definitely not be able to defeat them.

However, Ji Chaoyuan is waiting, waiting for those people to use up their spiritual power, and then... use his ultimate move!

Seeing the general's order, the adjutant gritted his teeth, turned and walked aside, and waved his hand: "Vanguard, go!"

Another five hundred people rushed out from the army.

It's just... these five hundred people no longer have the momentum of those people just now.

...

puff!

Ye Yuxi slashed a city guard with a knife, and a few drops of blood splashed onto the red mask, making it even more monstrous.

Ye Yuxi's mental power swept away, and the number of guards on the periphery increased again, and the pace of his feet accelerated a little, and the soul-devouring blade in his palm harvested the lives of the guards more quickly.

Ye Yuxi didn't want to kill these people, although she was a killer, Ye Yuxi didn't kill them. But now... Both sides are their masters, and at a critical moment of life and death, I can only blame myself for following the wrong person!

"Leader! Shall we support Miss Ye?" Zhang Dayong stood behind Nangong Yingxue, looking at the battlefield ahead, his heart was churning with anger.