Return of the God of War: The Vest Boss is A and Sassy

At this moment in Peony City, everything seems so unsettled.

A beautiful figure rushed forward desperately, and suddenly her heart was stabbed, and she was in severe pain.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spit out.

Yan Yihan could hardly stand.

"Miss, are you alright?" Murong Yan looked pale and looked at her worriedly.

"I'm fine."

Yan Yihan stopped, only to feel that his heart was scalded, with severe pain, and the cold sweat kept breaking out.

"It's Ming Ye, something happened to him."

Yan Yihan said coldly, "You guys are here waiting for the army, I'll go to Peony City first."

Seeing her uneasy, Han Qingqing quickly comforted her.

"Sister, brother-in-law will be fine, his strength, the South Ruins army, must have no way to take him."

Everyone knows that Gong Mingye has a three-cultivation physique and a talent that becomes stronger when he is strong.

"My gut feeling, he's hurt!"

Yan Yihan shook his head, "You guys wait here, I'll take a look at Peony City earlier."

She opened her mouth with a hint of melancholy in her tone.

Moving forward with an army of one million will greatly slow down her speed. Now, she needs to rush to Peony City as quickly as possible!

Otherwise, she will regret it for the rest of her life.

"Okay, Emperor Yan, take one step first, I will immediately rectify the army and hide in a safe area, and try to join the army behind." Murong Yan said.

An army of millions, if it is an ordinary frontier battle, is a terrifying force, but if it is a battle of annihilation and survival between such races! So without the leadership of Yan Yihan, and without the support of the rear army, they would not dare to go deep into the enemy's territory.

In an instant, Yan Yihan suddenly rose into the sky and went straight to Peony City to kill.

Her heart was aching, and beads of sweat were dripping from her face.

It has never been more painful than today.

"Ming Ye, you must wait for me."

In just one day, the entire city of Peony City was destroyed in half.

Night is coming.

After the last attack, the enemy finally retreated.

within the city.

Gong Mingye curled up in the corner of the city wall with his sword in his arms, with two heavy swords stuck behind his back, bright red blood kept coming out, a deep cut was cut in his shoulder, and the white bones were faintly visible. exposed.

cold.

The extreme cold made him hold the sword and dare not move.

Even so, he never said a word.

King Beiliang leaned beside him, his eyes still dull, the two of them looked out of the city together, like dead people without life.

His leg was shot through by the enemy's archers. The arrows were poisonous and could not be taken out. He could only wait for the blood to drain and die slowly.

In the face of a terrifying enemy ten times his own, no one can stop it! They have stretched to the limit.

And Gu Sen was under the greatest pressure. Facing the most terrifying ten great elders, he fought alone for a day.

Almost died a few times!

"Drink some water, Dragon Lord." Jun Ze came to Gong Mingye with a bowl of hot water, his eyes full of grief.

Gong Mingye ignored him and just looked into the distance silently, his snow-white hair fluttering in the wind, like a lonely ghost, like a child without a mother.

"Tie the two of them up too, it's another battle at dawn." Gu Sen said slightly.

Afterwards, he looked at the eight corpses covered by the white cloth, with a look of melancholy in his eyes,

"I've lived two lives, but I haven't been able to escape this catastrophe in the end."

All eight star emperors died in battle!

Their strength is very strong, but each of them is facing an enemy ten times stronger than themselves, and there is no chance of turning over at all.

"Bury them thickly."

Gu Sen opened his mouth and instructed the people from the Fatian Organization to say.

Li Ruobai, who was always squeaking, was in a coma with serious injuries, and had a high fever. It is difficult to say whether he will still be able to fight tomorrow.

"All of my ninth lives are killed. I may not be able to help you tomorrow." Ning Tian came over and looked at Gu Sen with a look of melancholy in his eyes.

Gu Sen patted his shoulder,

With a smile, "It seems that you are going to die in front of me, and this time you still lose."

Ning Tian smiled casually, "I killed five enemies, even if I die, there is nothing to regret."

The one who killed the most was the King of Northern Liang.

Seven people died under his sword!

However, he may not survive tomorrow, and his physical strength is close to the critical point.

"Can Yu Qing still fight tomorrow?"

Looking at the Emperor with a broken arm and a sword inserted into his stomach, Gu Sen felt a little worried in his heart.

In this war, almost everyone has exhausted their cards.

A pity, even so.

The power gap between them is really huge, and it is not a level of existence at all.

Ning Tian shook his head, "Apart from you and King Beiliang, no one will be able to stand up tomorrow."

He opened his mouth with a dignified tone in his tone.

The enemy retreated because they were afraid of self-destruction.

The eight star emperors blew themselves up at the same time, taking away 20 of the enemy's super masters!

As for the enemy camp, everyone gathered in the military tent.

"Elder Taishang, why don't we take the opportunity to attack?" Someone asked, his tone was full of unkindness, as if he didn't come up with an explanation, the matter would not end.

Wen Jian shook her head, "I'm not afraid of them blowing themselves up, I just don't want you to die in vain."

He said coldly, "There are still seventy people who we can fight, but there are only two of them. As long as we pass tonight, we don't need to fight, we only need to besiege them for a few days, and they will naturally die."

Someone refused on the spot,

"But if they are allowed to repair, what if they recover, I'm afraid we will kill more people by then."

"What you said makes sense." Elder Taishang's face sank, "Readjust your body immediately and attack tonight."

Soon, time passed slowly.

On the mountain in the distance, the tent outside the city was blazing with fire.

All the large armies slowly came to hunt for Peony City. Everyone who had not yet had time to repair them quickly stood up.

Gong Mingye seemed to be unaware of the pain, and the two swords on his back were always stuck behind him.

"coming."

Gu Sen's face darkened, "I didn't expect the second round of attacks to come so quickly."

He patted the shoulders of King Beiliang and Gong Mingye,

"This is our last time working together, and the three of us can finally go down with my sister together!"

Gong Mingye almost lost his fighting power.

But he still fights!

His eyes were cold, and his eyes looked straight into the distance, revealing a heavy color.

kill!

For a moment, there were no words.

When the army came, the three of them slammed forward, like shooting stars, rushing towards the enemy camp!

On the road very close to Peony City, Yan Yihan was desperately rushing here at this moment.

"Ming Ye, big brother, Beiliang King, Jian Xian, you are all waiting for me, you must wait for me."

Her speed is at its peak.