Text Chapter 1205: Tranquility! Sad Beauty!

Hu... Boom!

Heitan was not to be outdone, and swung his tail again. The Vajra Demon Eagle that passed by was hit by the thorn ball, and the steel feathers mixed with blood splattered everywhere. "Chu..." With a mournful cry, it rolled away.

Nie Gong, who was a ninth-grade Golden Lotus cultivator, was actually knocked away by a single blow. Not to mention the others who were frightened, Gai Wushuang, Hu Po, and Hua Dalang who also rushed to kill were also shocked.

"Kill!" Miao Yi waved his gun and pointed with an angry shout.

Heitan, who slightly deviated from the direction, was already carrying Miao Yi and rushing towards Gai Wushuang.

The three people who rushed over were shocked. Seeing Nie Gong being hit like that, none of them thought they were stronger than Nie Gong. In fact, Nie Gong was the strongest among the four. Even Nie Gong couldn't withstand a single blow, so how could the three dare to fight hard.

The most important thing is that there is nothing special about the spear in Miao Yi's hand. It is obviously a fifth-grade precious spear, but it can defeat Nie Gong with one blow. This strength is too terrifying.

At this time, the three people really understood that the first place named by the Emperor of Heaven is indeed a real talent, not a false reputation, and they can't blunt his edge.

It can be said that he stopped urgently and turned around in a hurry. How dare he confront him head-on.

Seeing Miao Yi rushing towards him, Gai Wushuang was shocked and his hair stood up. He turned away in a hurry, trying to avoid Miao Yi's edge. This person is simply not a match for him. It's too fierce!

But he rushed too fiercely, and it was not easy to turn away quickly. He was late, but Miao Yi rushed towards him.

For a while, he couldn't avoid it, "Ah!" Gai Wushuang used all his cultivation to slash at Miao Yi who rushed to the side, trying to hinder him a little and miss him.

Miao Yi, with a murderous look on his face, couldn't let him go. He suddenly jumped out of Heitan and rushed over with the inertia of Heitan. The spear tip held a rotating black ball the size of a soybean and stabbed it diagonally from top to bottom.

Boom! The spear flew and slashed like thunder, hitting Gai Wushuang's helmet.

Puff! Gai Wushuang's head was hit hard and half sunk into his chest. Blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. Even his tongue half stuck out of his lips. His eyes were wide open. His whole body suddenly fell, and the Vajra Demon Eagle under his seat cried out in grief. It lost its balance and threw Gai Wushuang to the ground.

Fortunately, Gai Wushuang was wearing red crystal armor, otherwise this shot would definitely explode his head.

Heitan followed closely, took Miao Yi and quickly turned around and chased Hu Po.

Hu Po looked back and saw that Miao Yi had killed Gai Wushuang like that with another shot. Another shot solved it, and the killer came after him again. He was so scared that his scalp was numb, and he hurriedly urged the fine steel magic eagle under his seat to flee.

Everything was said late, but in fact the speed of the battle was very fast. Some of the tens of thousands of people who rushed over dumbfounded had just stopped their momentum, and there was no way for them to escape, it was blocked.

But Hu Po didn't care about so much, and he personally waved his gun and madly killed several of his own people who rushed over on spirit beasts.

He was already scared by Miao Yi's ferocity, and now he only cared about his own life, so he didn't care about the life and death of the so-called "own people", not to mention that everyone was just a temporary gathering, and they were not his own people at all.

"Ah..." The own people who fell off their mounts with screams never dreamed that Hu Po would attack them in order to escape.

Miao Yi came again. Those who rode spirit beasts immediately followed suit, just cared about escaping first, and there were people blocking the way ahead. Immediately waved swords and guns to kill and break through.

There was no other way. If tens of thousands of monks had stayed in the same place before, it would have been easier to disperse in this situation. But now, in order to add icing on the cake, they crowded together in a small area, and surrounded the place in three layers. The people on the periphery hadn't even seen what happened inside, and those who were slow to react were still rushing in.

People crowded around. Those outside didn't know what happened, and those inside rushed out. Without anyone to command, the inside and outside collided with each other, and suddenly it became a mess. The people inside wanted to rush out for a while, but they were also blocked. They could only use their swords to force their way out for "their own people".

Those who couldn't squeeze out for a while would naturally not sit and wait for death. Since they were not considered their own people, they would naturally try their best to protect themselves, and desperately waved their swords and guns to resist, making it even more difficult for a group of monks who rode spirit beasts to break out smoothly.

"Ah..." That was a scream.

When a large army fights in groups, the most taboo is to have a mess of rules and regulations. It should be noted that it is not just one or two people who are in chaos, but a group of people who are in chaos. This is a taboo in military strategy.

The crowd watching the battle outside were shocked to see tens of thousands of troops in a mess like a beehive, and then they saw them fleeing in all directions, and they stared with their eyes wide open.

They had no psychological barriers to killing "their own people", so Miao Yi was naturally not polite. He rushed into the crowd that had lost their morale and was fleeing like headless flies. His spear was like a dragon, killing all the way, and no one could stop him.

With Hu Po and others forcibly clearing the way, Miao Yi was much easier to kill.

And those golden armored generals were useless even if they were wearing golden armor. They could not withstand the flying pick of the Ni Lin spear. Wherever the sharp edge went, blood rained.

In fact, the most terrifying one was Heitan. No matter what was in front of you, he covered his head and rushed crazily with a spike, scratching all the way with his sharp claws, dragging his tail with a thorn ball to the left and right, screaming everywhere, and he was just crushing a bloody road in the crowd, a bloody road.

However, no matter how ferocious he was, Heitan's body was too big, and it was impossible for him to avoid being beaten and killed while mixed in the crowd. As the chaotic crowd fought back desperately, Heitan had no idea how many blows he received, and he kept roaring in pain.

Miao Yi was still taking care of it at first, fearing that it would get hurt. After all, even with the red crystal armor protecting it, it was hard to avoid being injured. As a result, he found that the more he was beaten, the more fierce he became. He immediately found that the fat man's strong point of being able to withstand beatings had not disappeared, but became even stronger after evolution, and he could still withstand beatings as always.

This is really like adding wings to a tiger! Miao Yi was overjoyed. With the help of the fat thief, he had a better chance of escaping this time!

With Heitan being so fierce, Miao Yi's gun became more and more fierce. Wherever the blade went, it quickly cleared the obstacles in front and quickly caught up with Hu Po.

Hu Po, whose mount had been injured by the resistance of "his own people", was about to break out, but when he heard the screams from behind, he turned around and found that Miao Yi, who was covered in blood, had caught up with him and shot him wildly.

Hu Po was immediately frightened to death. With his stronger cultivation, he quickly grabbed a general and turned around to smash him behind him, trying to hinder Miao Yi for a while.

Breaking through is just around the corner. As long as he can slightly block it, he has already seen that Miao Yi's mount is not as fast as his Vajra Demon Eagle, and then he can naturally escape.

However, reality is always so cruel. Life and death on the battlefield are beyond words. If you live, you live, and if you die, you die.

Puff! Hu Po, who turned his head back, was shocked and found that his body had been separated from his mount uncontrollably.

Looking down at the sharp edge that pierced his throat, he found that the bloody spear had actually penetrated the golden armor of the person he had hit, and directly penetrated the entire person's chest and pressed against his throat.

It was a fierce, steady and accurate shot, and he still couldn't escape... Hu Po's eyes widened, and a thought flashed through his mind. He didn't even see the enemy who pierced his throat until he died. The person's figure was blocked by the person he had hit, and it was difficult for him to move his sight again.

The catching up Heitan slapped forward with a pair of sharp claws, inserted into the back of the King Kong Demon Eagle under Hupo's seat, and dragged the whole King Kong Demon Eagle back with brute force. The bloody mouth with sharp fangs bit the neck of the King Kong Demon Eagle that wanted to turn its head and peck back. He bit and turned its head and pulled it, and with the force of his claws, he forcibly tore the neck of the King Kong Demon Eagle with a hiss.

In the scattered crowd, the scene of the two generals rushing out of the crowd made everyone hold their breath and concentrate, and their eyes were all focused on Heitan. It was really that Heitan's armor was too conspicuous, and it was also the most chaotic direction of tens of thousands of troops, so it was hard not to pay attention.

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and the spectators watched in silence.

In the crowd that crashed out, Heitan tore the King Kong Demon Eagle alive, and Miao Yi, who was standing behind Heitan, shot two people with one shot, piercing one person with the gun barrel and picking another person with the gun tip, and rushed out of the chaotic army in a shocking way.

Before the man and his mount could change their movements, they just broke through the crowd and rushed out fiercely!

This scene was truly frozen in the hearts of countless people.

The chaotic army behind him did not dare to approach Miao Yi as if they saw the plague god. Their morale had collapsed and they fled in panic.

Miao Yi, who was still holding the eagle head in his mouth and two people on his gun, turned back with murderous intent. His eyes swept around and quickly caught Hua Dalang who escaped from the other side.

Hua Dalang turned his head and saw Miao Yi holding Hu Po with a gun in that way. Seeing that this scary guy had killed another companion, he was even more frightened. He turned his head and fled in panic without saying a word. He was afraid that Miao Yi would not let him go. He dared not stay at the scene anymore and fled to the depths of the starry sky. The allies who formed a gang naturally didn't care.

The more than 200 riders riding spirit beasts who rushed out of the chaotic army were even more frightened. Most of them were children of the rich and powerful. Few of them had seen such a brutal fight, so they also fled in all directions.

The tens of thousands of horses that had gathered temporarily were afraid that Miao Yi would clean them up, so they scattered and fled. It was not worth losing their lives for such a thing, so they quickly fled.

The more than 50,000 horses that had gathered were scattered. Miao Yi ignored those people and only stared at Hua Dalang. However, Heitan's flying speed was slightly slower and he had opened up a distance. Now even if he wanted to catch up, he couldn't catch up. He could only watch the guy escape.

The spear tip suddenly struggled. Miao Yi turned his head and saw that Hupo had already revealed his true form. It turned out to be a huge saber-toothed tiger. Its true form could not break through the restraints of the red crystal armor on its body, and it was squeezed to burst blood, flesh and bones.

Miao Yi kicked with his foot, and there were two consecutive bangs. The person hanging on the spear barrel hit Hupo, and both were kicked out.

He put away his gun and grabbed it with one arm, clanging it in his hand. Miao Yi, who looked like he had been washed in blood, looked around with murderous eyes. Some of the blood on his body turned into blood beads under the inertia of weightlessness and floated out. It was quiet! Poignant!

The black charcoal under his feet was also licking its claws as if it was covered in blood.

The noisy screams disappeared, and there was a quietness all around!

The corpses of nearly a hundred spirit beasts floated slowly around, and there were more than two thousand corpses, some of which were still struggling slightly. In fact, Miao Yi did not kill so many people. Most of them were the result of killing each other in the chaos. (To be continued)

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