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Remember [new] in one second! Due to the devouring phenomenon of Anxi Lake, the battlefield in the eastern part of Huazhou was divided. The two sides fell into anxious chaos, chasing and resisting, attacking and besieging.

In such a chaotic battle, the leader of the ninth group, Huang Xuanhao, was killed, which also caused the battlefield all the way to the east to collapse.

But even so, the battle is still not over. There are still thousands of people. These are team members who have gone through many fierce battles and have a strong will to fight.

The third team under the ninth group fought and retreated after the collapse of the battle line. The number of people was getting smaller and smaller. From a few hundred people to more than a hundred people, everyone's heart reached the limit.

Seeing the comrades around you fall down one by one will make people feel desperate. These are probably people who get along day and night. After such a long time in the same team, they have developed close feelings.

"kill!!"

"Fight them!"

The captain of the third team, Tan Xiuqing, held up a large blue bow about the same height as a man and shouted loudly.

He wore glasses and looked thin, more like a teacher who taught in a school than a soldier licking blood from a knife edge and fighting for his life in a pile of corpses.

Actually.

They had been told many times by the other party that they could survive as long as they surrendered, but he did not choose to do so. He felt that this was a naked betrayal, not only betraying Shiqi but also betraying himself.

He felt that he was a man of faith, and as long as he did not choose to surrender, others would probably fight to the death.

Seventeen is the light of this dark world, and turning one's back on Seventeen means turning one's back on the light.

He raised his bow and drew an arrow. It flew out and made a sharp sound, like hundreds of birds chirping at the same time, which was actually a bit sweet.

This arrow was extremely powerful, piercing one person's chest and knocking down the person behind him.

But as a burst of light flashed, his face was penetrated by something unknown, and half of his face was torn off from the left to the right, and a large amount of blood spilled on the ground.

The pain was so exhausting that he was numb, and he could no longer feel much pain. On the contrary, such pain would even make him feel excited.

War will make people like them even more twisted. The evil ghosts crawling out of the abyss will naturally not be afraid of any darkness.

There were too many people on the other side, more than twice as many as them. Due to the huge gap in numbers and strength, the surrounding team members fell down one by one near him and died miserably.

Roaring, laughing, roaring, all kinds of sounds have been filtered out in his ears, and only his current goal is in his eyes.

No matter what, kill the target first and talk about the rest later.

Tan Xiuqing pulled out another arrow. Even though the bones of his left arm were broken, he still pulled out the sword. His flesh, flesh and meridians were enough to support such power.

Sudden.

With the sound of tearing flesh and blood, his left arm was suddenly broken off, and the blood from the aorta shot out.

In fact, his left arm could no longer bear the force, so he tore it off forcefully.

But there was no expression on his face, and he was numb, as if he had done something that had nothing to do with him.

"Hahaha! Tan Xiuqing, look at how miserable you are now. You will eventually pay the price for your actions."

There was great laughter from directly above the hillside.

spread throughout the battlefield.

He was a man with pale skin and a thin body. He looked like he hadn't eaten for ten days and ten nights and was just waiting to starve to death.

But his left hand holding the blade seemed extremely powerful, and his words were full of energy.

He is the "Two-Headed Ghost", the former deacon of Chenxi. He has transitioned to the extraordinary with supernatural powers. He has a very strong combat power. Although he is only an eighth-level extraordinary, he is not afraid of those of the seventh level.

The two of them can be regarded as mortal enemies. In the previous war, they had fought more than ten times, large and small, and often faced each other.

However, most of the time in the front, Tan Xiuqing suppressed the opponent and even almost completely wiped out the thirteen members of this "two-headed ghost".

However, as more outsiders joined the battlefield later, the balance of the war was completely broken, and they began to retreat steadily in the 17th century.

After all, a powerful Beyonder has the ability to change the battlefield.

Just as the two-headed ghost laughed, his voice suddenly stopped, and his head suddenly exploded like a watermelon.

Such a sudden change made everyone on the battlefield stunned for a moment when they saw a woman dressed as a maid carrying a white umbrella and wearing a black skirt suddenly appear on the battlefield.

"You talk a lot."

Hua Umbrella looked at the fallen body, muttered to himself, and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth.

She blew off the man's head with one punch. It looked clean, but there was not a drop of blood on her fist or arm.

Then, Huashan began to massacre the people around him. He had no fancy abilities and simply relied on speed and strength to punch a child.

Because of Hua Umbrella's participation, the situation on the battlefield was instantly reversed. Chen He's people were killed by Hua Umbrella and seemed to be fleeing in all directions.

Tan Xiuqing held a big bow with one hand, knelt on the ground, stared at the scene in front of her in a daze, and then heard subtle footsteps behind her.

"It hurts badly."

Su Changxing came up from behind, bent down and picked up the broken arm from the ground.

"Su... team leader?" When Tan Xiuqing saw Su Changxing, she was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Su Changxing would appear in this place, and then she showed a look of ecstasy:

"You are back, we will definitely win!"

He has never been as eager to win as he is now. He just wants to win for no other reason. When the war reaches such a situation, right or wrong no longer matters.

Su Changxing took out a glass bottle from his arms that contained a colorless liquid that had a strong smell of alcohol and was a bit pungent. He connected it to his arm and poured it on.

Under the stimulation of the colorless liquid, Tan Xiuqing's flesh and blood grew rapidly, and the severed flesh and blood were connected to the veins.

"Lin Xiuyu didn't tell the truth. The situation seems to be worse than what he said. Many people must have died." Su Changxing sighed.

Tan Xiuqing's mouth moved, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be crying, but there were no tears. She lowered her head and whispered:

"This is the plan, we are the sacrifice team."

There is always an executor of a plan, and he is one of the few who knows about it.

Su Changxing looked at him and felt a little depressed: "Lin Xiuyu is acting nonsense!"

Tan Xiuqing shook her head: "I don't blame Vice Chief Lin. There are always sacrifices in war, and everything is for victory."

Although Zhou An is the leader of Seventeen, Lin Xiuyu is the commander-in-chief of the entire battlefield. Every decision made by Seventeen up to now is closely related to him, whether it is victory or failure.

Of course, it's not just him, but the entire staff group led by him.

The third team, and even the entire ninth team, were decoys, and their fate had been decided long before this battle began.