The woman sat leisurely at the top of a high-rise building not far from the Marshal's Mansion. Her legs stretched out outside the building and swayed easily, looking at Zhang Yuan, who was pressing her head not far away, with a leisurely and faint comfort.

"I really don't understand why the master asked me to approach this person and Huo Tianen. Even the bloodline of the Far East tribe is so troublesome. If I don't resist the inner feeling, I just need a happy battle to control my bloodline power smoothly? Why did I get what I look like now?"

The woman shook her head gently and said with a little complaining, revealing a hint of her tone that she had not noticed for Zhang Yuan.

The headache was getting worse and worse, and Zhang Yuan was sure that this pain was not an illusion, but was really painful, as if it was cracked.

In the distance, black lines appeared on the horizon, which were longer and more intense than the black lines formed by the fifty black armored warriors before. Obviously, there were not only dozens of people coming this time, but hundreds.

If these many people cannot kill, they may not be able to deal with them.

Barring the severe pain in his head, Zhang Yuan stood up straight with his chest and looked proudly into the distance.

"Ho Tianen, the first warrior of the Northern Ireland Institute, is waiting for Howard, the Marshal of the Northern Ireland Institute. The idle people are not allowed to trespass, otherwise they will be killed without mercy."

He roared out a fierce sentence, which was Zhang Yuan's last notice to these black-armored warriors. If these guys didn't know how to advance or retreat, Zhang Yuan would have to start a big killing.

"What is he shouting."

In the room where the body repair cabin was located, Feng Molan looked at Huo Tianen in a little panic, but the latter ignored her, but looked at Zhang Yuan standing on the roof with a hint of relief.

In the distance, the black-armored warriors finally arrived, and the man surnamed Zhai got up from the bottom of the building.

"Brothers, we are soldiers, so even if we know we can't beat them, we can't retreat or retreat even if we have been defeated."

A man named Zhai jumped up to the top of the building. When his feet were stepping on the roof, the reinforcements of the black-armored warriors in the distance happened to arrive. For a moment, the top floor where Zhang Yuan stood was surrounded by hundreds of black-armored warriors.

"Boy, just surrender. Maybe no one among the black armored warriors can stop you from a few moves, but the black armored warrior is a soldier, not a pure warrior, and the most powerful thing about the soldier is cooperation. Therefore, once we attack, you will definitely die when forming a formation."

The man surnamed Zhai looked at Zhang Yuan with a little pity. Although Zhang Yuan imprisoned the eldest princess, the man surnamed Zhai could still feel that Zhang Yuan was not bad. Otherwise, they would have been shot down just now, but were beheaded on the spot.

"If it were me in the past, or if I was not seriously injured, I might have considered your proposal, but now I just want to repeat what I said just now."

Zhang Yuan's eyes suddenly showed a cold murderous intent, "You have already entered the Marshal's Mansion without authorization, so be killed."

Red, the color of blood, and the hidden power in the system called awakening the body is the blood power of all the Far Eastern tribes inherited by the awakening Zhang Yuan. This blood line seems to represent the power of killing, which is similar to Zhang Yuan's own killing heart.

Even after upgrading, the Heart of Killing can take at most twenty seconds. It took several seconds to deal with the fifty black-armored warriors before. Zhang Yuan had no choice at this moment, only killing people.

Huo Tianen didn't know about this situation in the room where the body repair cabin was. Although he would have some sequelae of losing his mind for a while after waking up his bloodline, he still had time to wait, which was why he was able to calm down and negotiate with Feng Molan.

When Zhang Yuan issued an ultimatum to the black-armored warrior again, Huo Tianen knew that Zhang Yuan could no longer control the murderous intent in his heart. Huo Tianen was extremely satisfied with Zhang Yuan's ultimatum at the last moment when the murderous intent was about to explode. This means that Zhang Yuan really understood what he said to him before.

After roaring out the declaration of killing, Zhang Yuan did not hesitate at all, and his figure rolled out like a gust of wind.

The man surnamed Zhai knew about Zhang Yuan's force, so the man surnamed Zhai loudly ordered formations and defenses as soon as Zhang Yuan took action. These hundreds of black-armored warriors were worthy of being one of the most elite soldiers in the Northern Ilan Institute. Soon, they had formed a group of three or two, five or six, and formed a formation of offensive, defense and mutual assistance.

As soon as the formation was formed, the man surnamed Zhai had already taken his formation to stop Zhang Yuan's attack. Six people and six long swords formed an airtight sword net to trap Zhang Yuan in it.

In the sword net, Zhang Yuan's knife no longer killed the enemy gently and leisurely like before, but flashed like lightning, as if it was just a slight flash, but there was a hint of red lines around the necks of the six people surrounding him.

The man surnamed Zhai looked at Zhang Yuan in disbelief. He had already tried Zhang Yuan's attack with forty-nine subordinates before. Although it seemed like antelope hanging on the horns was left without a trace, it could definitely be resisted by formation. So he never expected that Zhang Yuan could kill the six of them with just one knife after being trapped by the six of them with a sword net.

Ten seconds left.

Zhang Yuan had no intention of pausing six people with one sword. The knife just now required an electric slash that consumed twenty points of energy. Although this slash was as fast as lightning, it could almost be one sword that could be one sword for about ten masters of the same level in a second, but it consumed more energy than the heart of killing, so Zhang Yuan did not dare to use it too much.

The figure moved to another group of six. The long sword had already made a strange move. Half of the sword, a black armored warrior had a trace of red line on his neck. Then the black armored warrior's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the person also fell from the roof.

"How is it possible, Huo Tianen, are you really planning to defect to Northern Ilan?"

In the room where the body repair cabin is located, Feng Molan's face finally changed drastically. She had brought her first guard over to her before, and later summoned the Black Armored Warriors Group to kill Zhang Yuan and Huo Tianen, but she was just talking.

As the most genius princess of the royal family, Feng Molan has been unable to stand Huo Tianen since she was very young. The reason is that the most noble person in Northern Ireland is not the emperor, but Huo Tianen, who is known as the number one warrior in Northern Ireland.
Chapter completed!