Chapter 1558

"Who is this man?"

Just take a look at it, Ning Yue can judge that the strength of the strong man in front of the sword demon is still higher than that of Xue Nian. However, it is not easy to say exactly what cultivation is.

Naranfu replied in a deep voice, "he is the highest one in the military Temple of Zehan empire that I know so far. Yang zangfeng was one of the powerful competitors of the former military Temple leader. As to why he lost the election later, the current Temple leader only told him that he had made a big mistake, but did not tell the details. Moreover, in the records of the military shrine, there are no relevant details. "

"He's your leader here?"

"I don't know. Today, I only met him once. According to his words at that time, the Supreme Commander here is not him. "

Nodded, would rather mutter: "do you think he can win?"

"It's hard to say. After all, the opponent even killed Xue Nian with one move. His strength was terrible. But Yang's strength is also unfathomable. Ningyue, can we get closer? "

At the end, nalanfu's tone changed slightly.

Rather listen to in the ear, not from a smile, should way: "that close some, rare you can entreat me."

"What is entreaty? It's just that I made an appointment with you before. All actions are up to you. Don't take chicken feathers as arrows

At the same time, on the scaffold, the demons with swords raised their eyes slightly and looked at Yang zangfeng in front of them. The other side gave him a strange feeling. He didn't kill him at all, but he was still filled with a cold sense of oppression, and there was a creepy shiver.

"So you're their leader?"

Yang Zang Feng replied faintly: "not really. I can only say that I am a little older. But you, the general of the Sixth Army of Tangtang Zehan Empire, don't stay in the front battlefield. What are you doing in Yange city? "

Smell speech, that demon clan eyes more cold, reply: "your intelligence do well, the first time meet, unexpectedly recognize me."

"Yajun, the general of the Sixth Army, is a fierce swordsman. He has won no defeat in the battlefield. He has killed countless powerful and famous generals in more than ten years. I recognized you when you just showed your family skills. Unfortunately, it's still a little late. I can't save my brother's life. "

With a sigh, Yang Zang Feng looked back and looked at Xue Nian's body. Suddenly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

To this, Ya Jun grinned coldly: "it doesn't matter. Anyway, you will be reunited with him soon. If there is anything else, I'll see you next. Let's talk about it together. Let's light our weapons. No, you're going to fight me empty handed? "

Zheng!

The answer was a sharp roar, but he saw that Yang Zang Feng had a long metal handle in his hand, and a blade of sword slipped out of it. But the shape of the blade was a little strange, as if it was divided by the blood trough in the middle, and the two ends of the blade were different.

On one side of the sword is a conventional slender blade, which twinkles with cold light. On the other side, however, the blade was flat and blunt, as if it had not been polished or cut. In other words, the front of a big sword is cut off abruptly, leaving only a section without a front.

But Yajun didn't dare to look down on him. As soon as he stepped back, he held the knife flat in front of him. As soon as his left hand touched the end of the handle, Xuanli rushed into his arms, penetrated the meridians, and blended into the blade to quickly build up his momentum.

His Sabre technique is not too flashy. What he pays attention to is the overbearing and tyrannical attack. Like the way he fought with Xue Nian just now, it was his favorite way, hard to hard. In the blink of an eye, it is a foregone conclusion.

"It's not wrong that Xue Nian lost to you. However, he died in your hands, that is a little careless. But it doesn't matter. I'll take revenge for him. "

As soon as he said this, Yang Zang Feng was also in the same shape. He even took the initiative to attack. The strange sword under his hand turned slightly. First, he faced the enemy with a slender blade. When he raised his hand to chop, he suddenly whirled hundreds of cold sword shadows in the void, changed the array, and hit the enemy with one blow.

"Break it for me!"

Yajun's moves are much simpler. He takes a jump, swings the edge of the knife, and cuts along with the trend, which fully interprets the overbearing and rugged style of "one strength descending ten wisdom".

Ping!

Shock, the light of the sword flickers, and the shadow of the sword collapses.

But in the strong wind, Yang Zang Feng did not retreat, but advanced. His wrist suddenly shook, and the sword turned over to the blunt side to attack again. At that moment, his left hand also grasped the long hilt of the sword, and when he swung it with all his strength, a string of runes suddenly lit up at the blunt section of the sword, and a faint holy breath appeared in the light golden luster.

In the name of the military God, kill the demons!

Dang——

Thump, shudder waves in the void of violent diffusion, and finally smash cracking. In the rippling ripples, Yajun was defeated. Every step back when he landed was a broken footprints of the scaffold made of solid stones.

Finally, he got rid of all the shock. As he gasped, he looked down and saw that there was a gap on the edge of his favorite sword, which was just where the two weapons collided. All of a sudden, an idea appeared in my heart.

"I see. The reason for the strange shape of your sword is that the blade on the other side looks flat and blunt, but in fact it is specially used to break the opponent's weapons?"

"Yes. The sword without a front should not be underestimated. "

Yang Zang Feng showed a smile, but not much proud of the meaning. Because of his successful attack just now, the control of the scaffold fell back to the Raiders of the military temple, and all the five prisoners were saved.

Of course, he saw this. However, Yajun did not panic. Instead, he joked: "Oh, did you succeed? However, since all the generals are here in person, how can it be so easy for you to get what you want? "

Hissing——

All of a sudden, the sound of two runs through startled. At the moment when the blood gushed into the scaffold, the two strong soldiers in the military temple could not believe that they retreated. They were not on guard at all, and the "companion" they saved actually defected. What's more, it's a killing move.

Whoa!

The next moment, the light of the sword flashed, and Yang Zang Feng took out his hand. In the blink of an eye, the two heads fell down. At the moment when they rolled, it seemed that they were infected with blood. Each thin layer of cortex fell off from his face, revealing another face.

"What a trick! Do you think we can be wiped out in this way? "

With his scolding, the rest of the military Temple strongmen quickly began to check the remaining three prisoners. Fortunately, these three are real human beings and have not been transferred.

"Of course not. We need some more thorough means to deal with you. Maybe in your eyes, we demons are just like beasts. However, in the eyes of the Warcraft, you Temple running dogs who make trouble for the gods are also consistent with Warcraft. So it's better to hunt you with some special methods. "

At the end of the speech, Yajun raised his fingers and saw several figures step out behind him. They took off their cloaks and strong bodies together.

At the next moment, accompanied by bursts of rough breathing, the bodies of the demons began to expand violently, their strong limbs broke their clothes, and a thick layer of hair or scales grew on the surface of the skin with abrupt meridians. Soon, in front of everyone is no longer a demon, but a humanoid Warcraft.

Magic Warcraft troops, out.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——

It was swept like the wind, and it came out of the regiment like lightning. For a moment, it was crisscrossed with a little scarlet under its claws, leaving behind it a incomplete corpse.

Caught off guard, the strongmen of the military Shrine were attacked one after another, and the situation reversed for a while, which was very passive.

"Hold on, these are animals after all."

At the same time, Yang zangfeng can't get out to help, because Yajun cut off his way. Not only that, in the latter body side also followed a magic beast, body shape like a tiger, head like a jackal.

"It seems that we can't withdraw without killing you."

"No, you are doomed."

Fight again.

"Ah, ah, ah --"

In one corner of the scaffold, although a strong man in the military Temple escaped a fatal blow, his left arm was cut half by the passing magic beast, and his blood was flowing like a stream, which made him scream repeatedly. When I fell to the ground, my sight was shaking, but I still saw the terrible figure coming back.

However, his recent comrades in arms were also caught in a bitter battle and had no time to care about him.

Gasping and striding forward, the sticky saliva dripping from the magic beast's grinning mouth sent out bursts of stench, further aggravating the fear in the strong man's heart.

At the last moment, he even gave up his resistance, closed his eyes and raised his broken sword to his throat with a bitter smile.

What I didn't expect was that there was no sharp pain in my throat. To be exact, at the moment when he waved, his sword hilt was caught and could not enter any more.

In front of him, the fierce fight started, and the phantom beast almost roared with pain. He opened his eyes subconsciously, but saw a shadow holding a sword standing in front of him, and the fierce phantom beast was retreating.

On the ground, there are still a series of incomplete blood footprints.

"Step aside and live."

There was a sound in his ear, and then the handle of the sword in his hand was released. He was a little puzzled. In a slightly blurred vision, he caught a glimpse of a woman who was vaguely impressed. She lifted her cloak and joined the battle group with a thin sword.

"Are you... Saint?"

Hissing——

In a flash of lightning, it's better to avoid the moment when the magic Warcraft's claw is pulled out, and pick the sword upside down with a backhand. The edge of the dark Xuan ancient sword can be easily cut off together with the opponent's arm bone. Dyed scarlet, the edge of a strange cold light, and then everything, and then hit the beast chest, homeopathy, a clean break.

Whoa!

Falling down, the two corpses began to shrink as soon as they fell down, and returned to the original demon form.

I didn't even need to breathe. I'd rather look at the remaining figures shuttling through the regiment coldly. I grunted and laughed and stepped out again.

But don't want to, nalanfu smoke suddenly stopped him“ That's enough. That's enough. You go back. Give it to them. Give it to me. Then, I go with them. I'll come back to you when I have a good cooperation with them. " Smell speech, rather more shrugged a shoulder, reply a way: "why do you think, they will agree to cooperate?"“ This... "Nalanfu couldn't answer for a moment. Instead of giving her more time to think, she glanced at the distance and said in a deep voice, "why do you think that relying on your strength, you can successfully escape from here?"