Chapter 67: Fierce battlefield

The people of Yucheng were crying for them. The practitioners who came from afar looked at such a fierce scene and wiped the tears that flowed from their eyes. Some **** practitioners, regardless of the bloodyness of the land, took the knife to the two innate circumstances.

"Who dares to block me!" The two kings of the country, the innate sect of the country, smashed out their weapons, and the soldiers of the shackles were vague.

"Block them!" Soldiers stalked and stalked, not afraid of death. They all know that if the king is arrested, the entire country will be destroyed. The brutality of the sand country has been heard, as long as they let them find the opportunity, they will certainly break through the country.

Soldiers and practitioners rushed up. This is a group of sheep against the tiger, although they are not afraid of death. But they can't stop their brutality, one by one lying in the blood.

This is a tragic picture that can be recorded in the history of the country. Looking at this scene, the ordinary people of the country are wet and their eyes are red.

No one can conceal the two congenital circumstances, and continue to kill the soldiers of the Shu Kingdom, bloodshed.

Su Rong stood in one place, his eyes were wet, his body trembled, his eyes fixed in one direction. The fist was tightly held, waiting for Zhang Suer's appearance.

In the waiting of Su Rong, someone finally rushed out from that direction. An old man stepped out like a monument, dancing a long gun and blocking the Shaguo Guoshi at a very fast speed.

"Stop!" This fierce drink, let everyone turn to him, looking at the imposing old man, this desperate crowd gave birth to some hope.

"It is Weiyuan Hou Hou Hou!" The people in the city screamed excitedly, and the pale face finally had a bit of color.

"It's really the old Houye! The old Houye is here, everyone works together to block them!" A group of practitioners yelled, Weiyuan Hou is one of the only four congenital conditions in Yucheng.

Two of the national divisions guarded the palace, and the generals of the country were all year round. It was too late to get back.

"Wei Yuan Hou!" Sha Guoguo's face has also changed, and they are very clear about this person. At the beginning, he was a soldier, and the sand country he dared did not dare to take the lead. It was not until three years ago that the king was suddenly taken over by the monks, and they were allowed to breathe a sigh of relief.

This person is one of the most hateful people in the sand country. If it were not for him, perhaps their sand country already occupied the fertile land of Laos.

"To kill you today, to avenge the soldiers who died in Shaguo!" Sha Guoguo screamed, and the power burst out and swept the past toward Weiyuan.

Wei Yuanhou played with a long gun, and the two hits touched each other. The strength of the hair was blown to the soldier next to him, and there was a knife-like burning pain.

"Shatian Yun, I am blocking this old guy, you are going to hold them on the king!" Sha Guoguo also knows that Weiyuan Hou is not easy to deal with. He can't take him for a short time. He can only hold the other side and let his companions go to the king. .

"I will stay for me!" Wei Yuan Hou roared, and a shot was blocked, trying to stop the two. But his sword has not yet been shot, and he is blocked by the other's mace.

"You still have fun with me." Between the words, the mace swept out, like a spike of a hedgehog, and the thorns of the thorns to Wei Yuanhou, to pierce him.

Wei Yuanhou had to flash to block the other side, and a shot was blocked, and the earthquake was reversed a few steps. The other party is also regressing, and even the other hand is shaking. Weiyuan Hou has the upper hand!

However, this advantage is useless, unable to force the other side, can not stop another state of the sand country, it still can not stop them.

"Let the old Houye block one, we stopped the other one." The chief of the guard said, with the guards attacking Shatianyun, to stop Shatianyun, to win time for the king to escape from here.

"Haha... a group of sheep!" Shatian Yun laughed, this laughter was full of **** land, unusually terrible. The mace swept out, the blood was shot, the red blood flowed, and the red palace was dyed.

The people of Laos were angry. They rushed on regardless of life and death. They stepped on the **** land and blocked Shatianyun with their bodies to gain some time for the king.

"Get out of the way!" Wei Yuanhou screamed, and a slap in the face, looking at the blood under his feet, his eyes braved the blood, this is the land he once guarded, but now under his eyes, the city The people were killed one by one.

"Just killing this point, it will not let you hate me so much!" Sha Guoguo teacher laughed, the power burst out, the mace swept out, to shatter Weiyuan Hou.

Wei Yuanhou was in a hurry and wanted to stop all this. He could be blocked by the other side. He could only watch one person fall into a pool of blood.

"Wang Shang! You can't go, you are going back!" A group of guards guarded the king and stopped the king from coming.

"Let's go! My nationals are dying! This king can make a tortoise!" Wang screamed and appeared in the battlefield, holding a bow and arrow, straightening his bow and arrow and shooting at Shatianyun.

But this can't help Shatianyun, he pushes his backhand, and the arrow is pulled by the air and falls to the ground.

"Good! Good! You finally showed up, just hold you, let the country cut the fertile city to us!" Shatian Yun laughed, his hands were dancing faster, no one could stop him.

"Get out of the way! Block the teachers of the country to die!" Shatian Yun screamed, and he opened up a path for him.

Su Rong took Zhang Suer into the palace and supported him on the side of the king: "Father! You must go first!"

Su Rong was desperate. The congenital environment was too horrible. They couldn’t stop it. Without the same level of practitioners, the country could not escape.

"Let's get out!" The king said, "Where can I escape? It's better to die here! If you don't become a prisoner, they will not threaten the country. I hope there is hope!"

Looking at the king’s armed weapon, he had to fight with Shatianyun.

Su Rong stared at the Shatian cloud as a broken bamboo, to kill here. Deep in the throat with hoarseness, eyes crying, blood red eyes staring at Shatianyun, taking over the soldiers of the side soldiers, arching on the side of the king.

When the people of Yucheng saw Shatianyun, they would rush to the front of the king, crying and crying. The king had an accident, and the country had broken the country. All this comfortable life will be burned.

This is a tragic scene. Su Rong couldn't think of dreams. On the day of his birth, he would have such a thing happening, wipe away the tears, and Su Rong was desperate. No one can save them, it is only war dead!

"Kill!" When he was on the side of the king, he yelled, angered and crowned, and used his life to defend their country.

Shatian cloud disdain, the mace swept out, and instantly flew a few, stepping a few steps.

"But it!" Su Rong glared at the beautiful, tightly holding the **** weapons, ready to rush to fight and die.

Just when everyone was desperate for this, a figure fell in front of Shatianyun, holding the log next to it, and the life-stricken block of Shatianyun’s blow, the huge vibration, so that the eyes of the surrounding people concentrated on this side.

Su Rong and Zhang Suer looked at the figure, licking their mouths and squinting their eyes, and the excitement in their eyes was tears: he...he actually came? But... this is a natural world!