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Chapter 613(2/2)

Meet on a narrow road.

Either you die or I die.

There is no other choice.

A unique contest has begun.

There is basically no very clever battle formation at all between the two sides in the battle.

All it depends on is the weapon in your hand!

Whose moves are more exquisite?

Whoever fights to the death is more determined?

Anyone can laugh to the end!

Two special forces, Night Evil and Mojin Cun Captain.

They have attacked each other countless times on a battlefield without gunpowder.

This time.

They both appeared on the battlefield.

A real-life confrontation began!

Various weapons were shining with cold light.

Bringing out blood.

Life ends in the cold and bloody light.

This fight.

Fierce and short.

Less than an hour.

It's coming to an end.

After all, both sides are small troops.

In such a fierce hand-to-hand combat.

It's easy to decide the winner.

Ma Yunlu didn't know when he gave up the war horse.

Holding the sharp sword in his hand, he walked towards Cheng Yu step by step.

Under her feet.

They are mottled blood.

There are members of the Night Evil.

There are also people who touch the gold lieutenant.

Walked ten steps ahead of Cheng Yu.

Ma Yunlu stopped.

Take off your helmet with your empty left hand.

Let long black hair scatter.

He shook his head left and right.

Put the scattered black stockings behind your head.

Ma Yunlu threw away his helmet.

Pointing at Cheng Yu with bloody sword tip:

"You lost!"

That's right.

In the contest just now.

Ma Yunlu led two thousand Nightshade members to wipe out the troops around Cheng Yu.

Whether it is the lieutenant of the gold-touching school or the ordinary Wei army.

At this moment, they all turned into corpses on the ground.

Except Cheng Yu.

No more survivor!

Looking at the seven hundred night evil spirits behind Ma Yunlu who were gritting their teeth.

Cheng Yu's face turned pale.

He lost!

Losing completely.

When the troops were one thousand more than Ma Yunlu.

He turned into a bare commander.

The combat power of the Yesha members is far beyond his imagination.

The fighting will is not comparable to that of the lieutenant.

In addition to intelligence, the eyes of the lieutenant of the gold-touching captain.

There are also treasures buried deep in the land of China.

And what about the Night Evil members?

Their eyes are only focused!

Extreme concentration in combat!

Whether in a battlefield without gunpowder.

It's still on the battlefield of real guns and real ammunition.

Their concentration never cuts a slight cut!

perhaps.

Cao Cao shouldn't have handed over the task of digging treasures from various places to the Mianzi Captain.

This made this special force tainted with the smell of copper.

After a long time.

Of course, he is no longer a match for Yesha members.

Cheng Yu finally found the crux of the problem.

The formation of the Jinshi Captain formed an army.

Cheng Yu was also involved.

He was very aware of the ability of the lieutenant.

He also highly praised the ability of Li Tong, the commander of the Jinjin School.

But he couldn't figure it out.

Why is the lieutenant who touched the gold was suppressed by night evil everywhere?

Now he finally has the answer.

It's a pity.

This answer will always rot in his stomach.

He went to hell with him.

Because Ma Yunlu would not let him tell the answer.

Throw away the scribe's sword.

Cheng Yu said frankly: "I lost, let's do it!"

Compared with the battle sword in Ma Yunlu's hand.

Cheng Yu's scribe's sword is at most a decorative object.

Holding it in your hands is no different from throwing it on the ground.

"When you arrive at the underworld and cry to the King of Hell, don't forget to mention your aunt's name! My name is Ma Yunlu!"

A cold voice came from Ma Yunlu's mouth.

The next moment.

A cold light flashed.
Chapter completed!
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