boom! boom! boom!
Eleven, eight, four, one.
Above the secret guard's formation, with the successive attacks, there was still a rake hovering alone, and the formation was already crumbling.
And the eighteen secret guards all had faces as golden as paper, their energy and energy had been drained out, and the pores on their bodies and between their eyebrows all revealed a void.
This formation consumes a lot of money on them, and they are unwilling to use it until they have free time.
But now they not only used it, but also in this fierce attack, only the last weapon was left. If this weapon disappeared, the formation would be broken.
By then they will be exhausted and lose the power to resist.
And a group of cavalry not far away, which could be said to be very close at hand, began to charge again.
This formation is no longer able to hold on. It would be lucky if we could barely resist them, but the greatest possibility is that the formation will be broken, and they will die under the hooves of the horses.
Sure enough, the ending was just as they expected. The only remaining rake was burned by the blue flames without even raising a splash, and the formation was like a thin layer of paper. One bucket shattered.
Bah, bah!
After the charge, the only sounds left around were the sound of horse hooves crushing flesh and blood, and a slight groan. The bones of these secret guards were very hard, and they were unwilling to let out the humiliating screams until they died.
However, no matter how hard their bones were, they could not change the outcome. After the charge, this group of cavalry did not stop, but went straight towards those who had fallen behind.
Limbs were flying in the air, and blood was flowing on the ground.
But these people who have become red-eyed have already lost their fear, and they no longer have the awe before when facing these evil soldiers.
Even the women and children picked up the stones and sticks on the ground and began to besiege these Yin soldiers.
However, losing awe does not mean that they can make a comeback. The ending is just a more dignified death instead of ending their lives crying and begging for mercy.
In just a moment, only Zhao Xuan and the chief steward were left in the entire Prince Yan Mansion.
Surrounding these two people were a large number of Yin soldiers.
"Your Majesty, we have finally reached this point. I never thought that I, the little old man, would die together with the Crown Prince one day."
"Uncle Duan, what are you talking about? You and my father are life and death brothers, and you have watched me grow up since childhood. Besides, aren't you my adoptive father? Hahaha!"
"That's right. It's fate that we both died together today. We also have a companion on the road to hell."
The chief steward and Zhao Xuan looked at each other and smiled, feeling relieved. They had made so many preparations before, but they had no effect at all when facing these monsters.
Right! How can mortals be the opponents of these gods, Buddhas and demons?
"Come on! You monsters, whether you are from the Ten Thousand Souls Sect or others, I, Zhao Xuan, am here, come on!"
Zhao Xuan threw away the long sword at his waist, opened his arms, and roared loudly at the ghost generals around him. At the last moment of life and death, he actually inspired the blood in his heart.
The butler behind him drew the sword from his waist.
"Your Majesty, even if it's useless, let me die in front of you so that you can go on a journey first!"
Before he finished speaking, he saw an afterimage rushing out, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the ghost general.
The butler's moves were not that fancy. When the sword in his hand appeared again, it was three inches away from the ghost general's eyes. There was no sword light or sword energy.
Only the tip of this sharp long sword was covered with a little dark red light.
The ghost general raised his hand and held the sword in his hand. He saw fire splashing everywhere, but the sharp sword could not do anything to the bone-white palm.
What the butler is best at is the spear. This sword, which symbolizes a gentleman, is still a little less interesting.
The ghost general grabbed the sword, and the steward was unable to move forward or retreat. He simply discarded the sword in his hand and kicked the ghost general on the waist. This kick that shattered stone and cracked gold did not make the ghost general shake at all.
Not only did this kick not yield results, but the trousers were also stained with flames.
Lan Yan moved up his trouser legs. What he brought was not severe burn pain, but the coldness that invaded the bone marrow. The limbs that Lan Yan moved had no feeling at all.
The frost spread along the butler's lower limbs to his waist. He quickly retracted his feet and then stepped back one after another.
There was no feeling in his right lower limb. The butler limped to Zhao Xuan's side and slapped the flames on his body with his hands, but it had no effect at all. Instead, his palms were stained with blue flames.
He originally wanted to say something to Zhao Xuan, but the blue flames had burned all over his body, and his half-open mouth could never say the unspoken words.
A breeze blew by, and the steward fell to the ground. He was frozen into ice from the inside out. At this time, he fell to the ground, and his bones easily connected with his flesh and blood, and shattered into several pieces.
Zhao Xuan had no unnecessary reaction to the death of the big housekeeper.
He has seen too many strange deaths today, and besides, he himself is about to enter the grave.
Instead of being sad here, it is better to take two more steps and maybe find a companion on the road.
Zhao Xuan just glanced at the butler who was broken into several pieces, and then stood there alone, quietly waiting for his death.
The biggest hope in Zhao Xuan's heart now is that the ghost general's skills are better. It's best to close his eyes and close his eyes once, and everything will be over.
Ma Shan waved with blue flames. In Zhao Xuan's eyes, the air seemed to be still and everything slowed down in his eyes. This might be the last thing he could see.
Ma Shan suddenly stopped when he was a foot in front of him. It was not that the ghost general regretted his actions, but that a giant Buddha appeared above Zhao Xuan's head.
As the only son of King Yan, how could he not have any magic weapon to protect himself? He only relied on these secret guards, so his level was still a little low.
And this Buddha is the last amulet left by King Yan to Zhao Xuan!
As soon as He appeared, the sky was filled with golden light, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere. Even half of the blood mist in Prince Yan's palace was purified by it. Although the blood mist kept pouring in, it had no effect at all.
In a place far away from here, a small jade pendant seemed to be induced at this time, leaving the place and flying towards Zhao Xuan like a shooting star.
And the only one left there was a salesman who was in a coma and dying.
After the jade pendant flew over, it fell directly into the hands of the giant Buddha. The Buddha's light suddenly became more intense, and the blood mist in the entire Prince Yan's Mansion was purified.
It seems that the two of them were originally a pair, and now they are complete after joining the wall.
At this time, a person hiding in the dark next to Prince Yan's Mansion also put down the whisk in his hand.
