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Li Qingshan was only the first one, and another heroic voice spread throughout the street.

"Ding Lao Wu is here! Dare to help Ye Jianshen pull the Dragon King off his horse!"

"Wanjian Chaozong! Cold Water Sword Li Po, come here for a pilgrimage!"

"Ye Jianshen Gao Yi! Zhao Boyun, you kill my whole family, let's finish it today!"

"Evil Jiao! You kidnapped my beloved daughter and tortured me on the Hudu River! If my Gongsun Yan doesn't stand up today, I will be a father in vain!"

"Tai Ah Sword God is here on the phoenix. My name is Song Tao of Sword Villa, and I shall be my minion!"

one by one.

Not long after, behind Mrs. Ye stood more than [-] martial artists with various weapons on their backs.

They either had blood feuds with Zhao's father and son, or they had long been saddened by their evil deeds.

Now they all stood up one by one.

Mrs. Ye looked at the more than twenty heroes who were clasping fists at her one after another, her expression remained unchanged. She knew that the Zhao family father and son acted so cruelly, which naturally made many people hate them deeply.

So at this time, someone stood up at the risk of death. Although Ye Tai was a little surprised, it was reasonable to think about it a little bit.

Mrs. Ye didn't say much, she didn't say any words of thanks, she just asked indifferently: "Do you all know that if you take one step forward, you may die here?"

"I, Ren Yuandong, have a deep blood feud with Zhao's father and son! If you don't stand up now, when will you wait? Don't worry, Tai Ah Sword God, I, Ren Yuandong, dare to die!"

"I, Li Po, the Cold Water Sword, dare to die!"

"Dare to die!"

"Dare to die!!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Mrs. Ye glanced at the heroes who generously went to the battle, suddenly looked up to the sky with a long smile, and said: "Okay! The brother who died here, Mr. Ye will definitely bury a hundred altars of good wine in front of the grave, and his wife and children will live a prosperous life! The brothers who survived will become brothers with different surnames with Ye Mou! Share the glory and wealth!"

"To be able to fight the enemy together with Tai'a Sword God is already a blessing for three lives! If I, Ding Lao Wu, die, I should also drink the hundred altars of good wine and go to the road of hell with a smile!"

"I, Ren Yuandong, have no wife, no children, and no mother. Only one old father survived in the hands of Zhao's father and son. If the Tai'a Sword God can take care of him a little bit, I, Ren Yuandong, will be smiling forever!"

"Kill! Kill all the three thousand men in yellow armor! Kill all the people in the palace!"

"kill!!"

"kill!!!"

The combined arrogance of only twenty people overwhelmed the cavalry army of more than a thousand people for a while.

32. Died in heroic

this day.

Jingzhou city was full of blood.

The sound of fighting shook dozens of miles around!

Ye Tai was drenched in blood, and led more than [-] strong men to fight against a battle formation of more than a thousand people!

The Guiyi Sword Art overflowed with sword energy, and the lingering sharpness made the enemies who were several meters away feel heartbroken.

The life and death talisman was sprinkled on the crowd like a hype.

Bai Hong's palm is tens of feet in length and breadth.

Tianshan Liuyang Palm breaks through hundreds of armies with one force!

More than [-] strong men scattered around, helping Mrs. Ye share half of the pressure.

Ye Tai faced the core of the battle all by himself!

The billowing air waves suppressed the actions of the enemy troops with a radius of tens of feet, making them feel like they were stuck in a quagmire.

The sword in Ye Tai's abdomen was done by a top expert Zhao Boyun raised, but as a price, he was killed by Ye Taili.

Ye Tai didn't save his internal strength at all, and let it out like a torrent. Every enemy he touched had his internal organs ruptured, and his seven orifices bled to death.

When I was tired, I grabbed a top master, and the Beiming Divine Art was running crazily, while absorbing its internal strength, while palming out like a dragon.

"Ye Jianshen, I have a wife, and I still want to take care of her! Zhao Boyun, I'm waiting for you on Huangquan Road, hahahahahaha..."

A strong man with a spear was pierced through the heart by a thousand spears, but he just shot through the spear in his chest and forcibly took away a second-rate master.

The two died together!

Mrs. Ye didn't want to burst into tears, her face was covered with blood and she was still as indifferent as water. She said loudly, "Walk slowly on the road to Huangquan! Wait for the drink!!"

Then there was another sword qi, which cut off the heads of five yellow armors!

"Tai'an Sword God, I made Feihong have no wife and no daughter, so I'm going down to find them! Today, the Husha Saber ordered Feihong to kill 23 enemies! Congratulations!! Zhao Boyun..."

This strong man named Hu Sha Dao, his whole family was destroyed by the father and son of the Zhao family, beheading 23 enemies.

Died heroically.

"Brother Ling, kill the enemy 23 times, it's worth it! Go down and show off to Lord Hades, Hu Sha Dao dared to pull the Dragon King off his horse!"

"Brother Ling, let's go! Wait for the drink! Hahahahaha..."

Mrs. Ye also responded loudly: "Brother Ling, wait a moment on Huangquan Road! Send Zhao Boyun here now, and kill him a hundred times a thousand times!"

The battle has lasted for nearly half an hour, and the casualties have exceeded half.

1000 more than two hundred yellow armor, nearly seven hundred casualties!

Among them, more than 400 were killed by Ye Tai's men.

There are more than [-] strong men, and there are still nine left!

Every time a strong man dies, Mrs. Ye will celebrate loudly and clear the way for them on Huangquan Road.

On the official road, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, thousands of meters of red ground, and the Dragon Lord Zhao Boyun finally felt a tremor, and the horse's hooves of the uneasy crotch kept retreating.

Ye Tai was panting, her black hair had turned into red hair!

Strands of blood flowed down his hair, staining his eyes and cheeks red.

He was still pinching the neck of a master with one hand, absorbing his internal strength, and killing with a sword in the other.