Nangong Wushuang is so arrogant and arrogant, and the remaining fifty people are all extremely ugly. ． .

It would be too unwilling to leave if this is the case. If they stay, the people in this military are afraid they will really kill them.

Is it going to stay?

For a while, Cao Feiyu and others were in a tangled state.

"Give you ten breathing times and never leave again, let alone kill!"

Nangong Wushuang's murderous voice sounded again. At the same time, the black armored soldiers behind her pulled up their long bows and locked everyone, including Song Kun.

This bow is also an incredible baby. Just a single arrow just shot and killed a mid-guru. Although there is a suspected sneak attack, it also indirectly proves that the power of this arrow is extraordinary. It has the ability to kill the grand master in the early stage. If you are not guarded for a while, you may be shot.

More than 300 bows volleyed. Fifty-six people present were afraid that most of them would die.

"There are three more breaths!"

Nangong Wushuang urged.

"Today's incident, we at the Shengwu Academy remembered, let's go!" Cao Feiyu gritted his teeth and stepped away.

Cao Feiyu was the leader of Shengwu Academy. As soon as he left, everyone else just followed him. Only Chen Feng was quite unwilling, but hesitated for a long time, but he had no choice but to leave with everyone.

"Huayu, go with everyone!"

Song Yan, who has been watching the changes, said to Gu Xiehuayu.

"Liang Caution!"

Gu Xie Huayu first met, then nodded, and then left with a group of Shengwu Academy. She knew that Song Yong was determined to fight for the imperial martial arts soul. She would not help here but would become a burden. Better to leave.

As for Song Yong's safety, she didn't have much worry. With the magical technique of large movement, if he was going to leave, even the great master could not keep him.

As soon as the people of Shengwu Academy left, more than twenty people were unable to persist and turned around.

In the end, there was only Song Kun left.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Nangong Wushuang looked at Song Yan, with a bit of drama in his eyes. At the same time, more than 300 arrows locked Song Yong.

"You can't kill me?" Song Yan shook his head and looked at her. "I have a long history with the military, too. I'm fancy about this imperial martial arts soul. How about you taking someone away?"

"Hahaha!"

Nangong Wushuang laughed loudly, and then looked scornfully, "What are you, kill me!"

"咻咻 咻"

More than a dozen black streamers blasted towards Song Kun like lightning.

"Oh!"

His body fluttered, and more than a dozen arrows shot empty.

When he snatched his hands, Song Yan added a black token in his hand, holding Chaonan Palace Warriors: "I order you, take someone away!"

"Third-class military aircraft order!"

Seeing this token, Nangong Wushuang's face changed slightly, and the rest of the black armored soldiers had a hint of taboo.

"If you want to come, you all know what this is. Now, I order you to leave immediately!" Song Yan said again, a little bit harsher in his tone.

For a moment, Nangong Wushuang's face was a little more struggling.

"Why? Don't you want to resist?" Song Yan pressed hard.

Nangong Wushuang's face became more ugly.

"Commander, these third-class military aircraft orders can mobilize ordinary soldiers and horses, but our Wuhun camp is not the case of ordinary soldiers and horses, so we don't have to obey his orders!" The black armored youth who had reminded Nangong Wushuang to speak again.

Nangong Wushuang's eyes brightened, and the tangled face disappeared. He stared at Song Yan coldly: "For everyone's sake, you have time to leave now, otherwise the leader will kill you!"

Hearing that, Song Zheng shook his head and waved his hand, and Jian Mao and Jin Mao Roar appeared at the same time.

"Stop them!"

As soon as his figure fluttered, Song Yan came to the Emperor Wuhun and grabbed his hands.

"Ok!"

The moment he touched the imperial order martial spirit, like the jelly imperial order martial spirit, it instantly turned into a cool air flow and fell into his body, and his mental power disappeared at a terrible speed. In a blink of an eye, more than 90% disappeared.

Suddenly, Song Yan's face turned white, but a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

"kill him!"

Seeing Song Xun's integration of the imperial martial spirit, Nangong Wushuang couldn't help being furious, and waving his hands, more than three hundred sharp arrows turned into black sky and slammed into Song Xuan.

As for the rain in the sky, Song Yan seemed to turn a blind eye, instead sitting on the ground and practicing.

The Emperor Wuhun still continued to draw his mental strength, but his speed was slowed down a lot, so that his mental strength would not be emptied.

He took out a bottle of elixir to replenish his mental strength and threw it into his mouth to relieve his anxiety. Song Yi began to cultivate his meditation.

And the streamer of more than three hundred sharp arrows, which was blocked by the sword curtain swayed by the sword cricket, no one could get close to Song Qi three feet.

When he saw this, Wu Nangong's eyes flashed with horror. Even ordinary masters did not dare to take more than 300 arrows at the same time, but this seemingly ordinary middle-aged man took it.

Is he a great master?

But how can the Grand Master enter the Wuhun Temple?

Just then, Jin Mao roared.

Turned into golden light.

"Oh!"

Blood splattered, the Spirit Armor couldn't resist it like the paws of the magic soldier, but in an instant, four black armor fighters were roared by Jin Mao to break his head and died.

"Fight the battle and hang them!"

Seeing this, Nangong Wushuang's face was even more ugly.

"Boom!"

More than three hundred people acted like a torrent of iron and steel, moved quickly, and formed a battlefield like a rock, moving forward slowly.

"Dangdang!"

Jin Maohou's claws grabbed the top of the black armored soldier several times, and they were bounced back by a layer of light curtain. This made Jin Maohou very dissatisfied. During the roar, he frequently made moves, but found that it was still impossible to form a black battlefield A warrior.

the other side.

The entrance of ten elixir medicines was instantly transformed into spiritual power and added to the spiritual lake in Song Ye's knowledge of the sea.

It has increased by about 200 points.

However, at the moment when the spiritual power increased, he was taken away by the Emperor Wuhun of the body.

"Mom! It's almost absorbed more than two thousand mental powers, why can't you feed?"

Seeing this, Song Yan could not help but scold.

In desperation, while urging the meditation method, he took out a bottle of elixir again.

As before, the medicinal power is absorbed as soon as it is converted into mental power.

Taking the four bottles of elixir that supplemented the spirits again and again, all had the same result, which made Song Yi feel that this emperor-level martial spirit is a bottomless pit.

At the same time, all the elixir supplements have been consumed. To satisfy this emperor-level martial spirit, it is only by meditation.

Since the meeting at one and a half minutes can't fully integrate the Emperor's Order, Wu Song is not flustered.

Stopped practicing and stood up from the ground, only to find that under the persecution of the opponent's battlefield, Jian Xi has been forced to withdraw from the two meters.

"interesting!"

Seeing this scene, Song Xuan could not help but smile, and then gave an order to Jian Xuan.

The next moment, the sword flew out and came to the top of the battlefield. The sword in his hand fiercely split ten swords towards a certain point.

After the ten swords, the entire battle array collapsed.

The fierce vigor exploded, forcing many black armored soldiers to flee around.

When they regrouped, they realized that the stolen guy had disappeared.

"Asshole!"

Nangong Wushuang could not help but slash on the ground with a sword.

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