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Chapter 32
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Jingzhou city was full of blood.

The sound of fighting shook dozens of miles around!

Ye Tai was drenched in blood, and led more than [-] strong men to fight against a battle formation of more than a thousand people!

The Guiyi Sword Art overflowed with sword energy, and the lingering sharpness made the enemies who were several meters away feel heartbroken.

The life and death talisman was sprinkled on the crowd like a hype.

Bai Hong's palm is tens of feet in length and breadth.

Tianshan Liuyang Palm breaks through hundreds of armies with one force!

More than [-] strong men scattered around, helping Mrs. Ye share half of the pressure.

Ye Tai faced the core of the battle all by himself!

The billowing air waves suppressed the actions of the enemy troops with a radius of tens of feet, making them feel like they were stuck in a quagmire.

The sword in Ye Tai's abdomen was done by a top expert Zhao Boyun raised, but as a price, he was killed by Ye Taili.

Ye Tai didn't save his internal strength at all, and let it out like a torrent. Every enemy he touched had his internal organs ruptured, and his seven orifices bled to death.

When I was tired, I grabbed a top master, and the Beiming Divine Art was running crazily, while absorbing its internal strength, while palming out like a dragon.

"Ye Jianshen, I have a wife, and I still want to take care of her! Zhao Boyun, I'm waiting for you on Huangquan Road, hahahahahaha..."

A strong man with a spear was pierced through the heart by a thousand spears, but he just shot through the spear in his chest and forcibly took away a second-rate master.

The two died together!

Mrs. Ye didn't want to burst into tears, her face was covered with blood and she was still as indifferent as water. She said loudly, "Walk slowly on the road to Huangquan! Wait for the drink!!"

Then there was another sword qi, which cut off the heads of five yellow armors!

"Tai'an Sword God, I made Feihong have no wife and no daughter, so I'm going down to find them! Today, the Husha Saber ordered Feihong to kill 23 enemies! Congratulations!! Zhao Boyun..."

This strong man named Hu Sha Dao, his whole family was destroyed by the father and son of the Zhao family, beheading 23 enemies.

Died heroically.

"Brother Ling, kill the enemy 23 times, it's worth it! Go down and show off to Lord Hades, Hu Sha Dao dared to pull the Dragon King off his horse!"

"Brother Ling, let's go! Wait for the drink! Hahahahaha..."

Mrs. Ye also responded loudly: "Brother Ling, wait a moment on Huangquan Road! Send Zhao Boyun here now, and kill him a hundred times a thousand times!"

The battle has lasted for nearly half an hour, and the casualties have exceeded half.

1000 more than two hundred yellow armor, nearly seven hundred casualties!

Among them, more than 400 were killed by Ye Tai's men.

There are more than [-] strong men, and there are still nine left!
Every time a strong man dies, Mrs. Ye will celebrate loudly and clear the way for them on Huangquan Road.

On the official road, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, thousands of meters of red ground, and the Dragon Lord Zhao Boyun finally felt a tremor, and the horse's hooves of the uneasy crotch kept retreating.

Ye Tai was panting, her black hair had turned into red hair!

Strands of blood flowed down his hair, staining his eyes and cheeks red.

He was still pinching the neck of a master with one hand, absorbing his internal strength, and killing with a sword in the other.

Although the internal strength is still a bit insufficient, the foundation of the pure internal strength of more than a hundred years is there, and there will be no lack of internal strength for the time being.

It's just that the frequency of his chest rising and falling gradually accelerated, his arms were slightly numb, and his vision was already full of scarlet.

At this moment, not only was he frantically absorbing the internal energy of the master in his left hand, but he was also rapidly running the Yi Jin Jing, trying his best to eliminate the fatigue.

"Ye Jianshen, let Yuandong kill the enemy 21...22! Go, wait for your drink!"

Ren Yuandong, this first-class master of martial arts with a pair of male and female double hooks, died of exhaustion. In the end, he didn't even have the energy to say more, but he was able to drag a yellow armor to hell again when he died. .

Ye Tailou responded loudly, stepping on Lingbo and taking small steps, facing five top masters alone, and at the cost of another stab in the chest, beheaded the most powerful Taoist robed old man!
"Young master Ye, why are you so cruel, my buttocks are swollen from your kicking~"

Bei Gong'e narrowly escaped Ye Tai's slash, but was kicked on the butt by him, hitting several yellow armored knights behind.

With a flick of Bei Gong'e's sleeves, two red snakes shot out from her cuffs, biting towards Ye Tai who was suppressing several masters around her.

Ye Tai glanced away, and the air wave caused by internal force instantly lifted the two poisonous snakes away, and fell into the arms of a yellow armored soldier.

"Show Hoof! Why are you still selling prostitution there?! Hurry up and help!" The man who wielded the Wenlongmo Dao slapped Mrs. Ye with a palm, and his mouth and nose were bloody.

Bei Gong'e looked at the battlefield with more than [-] casualties, and Ye Tai who seemed a little weak, her eyes moved slightly.

"Young master Ye, are you tired? If so, the slave family will enslave you, and become my face leader. Food and drink are better than being hacked to death, right?"

Mrs. Ye laughed loudly and said, "Okay, you help me kill these old men, and I will bind my hands and let you manipulate me, so what?"

Mrs. Ye was indeed a little tired, and she was wounded in one place by a stick, one by a knife, and two by a sword!

However, he was able to persevere and relieve his physical and mental fatigue by constantly running the Yi Jin Jing.

But at most three hundred more cuts from the yellow armor, he will be a little stretched!
Of course, it would be more than enough to escape.

But after all, in addition to the heavily armed yellow-armored army with a foundation in martial arts, there are more than ten top masters besieging here.

Even though he could continue to use the Beiming Divine Art to supplement his internal energy consumption, the prolonged consumption still made his muscles swell and swell, and his meridians were even more embarrassing and disordered when the internal energy was constantly running. numb condition.

It is difficult to kill all the enemy troops and capture Zhao Boyun and his son alive.

At this time, Mrs. Ye also gradually understood why among the golden martial arts, except for Yue Nv Jian Ah Qing, there are almost no characters who can clearly carry thousands of heavily armed cavalry troops.

After all, this is the world of martial arts, and every elite soldier in modern times is like one for fifty.

Everyone has inner strength!

Even if it is very small.

The siege can be carried out in the form of a battle formation. Few gold-type masters have entered the encirclement, and there are two-digit super masters who can escape from the sky.

The fighting is still going on, and the people who are still alive are almost covered in blood.

On the soles of the shoes and under the hooves of the horses, there was thick plasma, and when the iron hooves of the yellow-armored cavalry rushed down, as long as they fell to the ground, there was absolutely no chance to stand up again, and the blood and flesh would be splattered in an instant!
The people present could be said to be standing on the rotten flesh and blood, fighting against the corpses of dead horses and soldiers!
There are more than twenty strong men, and there are only six left.

They beheaded about three hundred enemies in total, and Ye Tai alone killed nearly five hundred, including seven top masters in the world!

Facing the charge of an army of more than 1000 to [-] iron cavalry, it is not an ordinary vendetta at the level of dozens of people, it is different in the final analysis.

The same person may be able to fight against thirty with one, but if faced with the charge of an army of thousands of cavalry, he may not be able to kill any of them, and he will be angry on the spot.

If Ye Tai hadn't resisted most of the pressure by himself, those strong men would not have been able to complete the feat of killing two or thirty people by one person with an army of thousands of cavalry rushing to kill, with dozens of top experts assisting them.

Even so, most of them only killed more than ten enemies, or even only single digits.

The Jingzhou Yellow Armor is not just a name, it is a battle armor made of gold silk, which cannot be penetrated by ordinary swords, not to mention that they are still riding on horseback, so they have to step lightly to attack the vital points of their necks.

And if you fly into the air, dozens of spears around you will pierce your heart when you are in the air and unable to borrow strength.

The warriors who just roared and killed more than [-] enemies are all top-notch masters in the Jianghu.

Fighting against thirty or forty Jianghu masters on weekdays is not a problem.

But now facing the army, they are also somewhat powerless.

At this moment, the rest of the people are even more exhausted, only spare energy is exhausted to save their lives, and they have not been able to kill the enemy for a long time.

Bei Gong'e rolled her eyes and said with a coquettish smile: "Master Ye, even if you are such an expert, even if you bind your hands, the little girl would not dare to do anything to you, or if you promise the little girl one thing, the little girl will turn against you!" , to help you complete this legendary deed through the ages."

Mrs. Ye chuckled, and said loudly: "Okay, not only you, you all have a look at the rest, after this time, what is left of his county palace?
You continue to fight for Zhao Boyun, Ye Mou dare not say it, but take away another two or three hundred people, that is inevitable!

How can he, Zhao Boyun, let you die for him?

If it is only for money, then Ye promises that as long as you hand over Zhao Boyun, Ye will not take a cent of the wealth in his county's palace, and all will be shared among you!Everyone has it! "

(End of this chapter)