The King of Special Warfare

Liuli City, four o'clock in the morning.

"boom!"

Gold and iron mingled, and sparks shot out.

The hard and sharp military stabs collided with the short knife full of Dongdao style.

The two weapons went up and down, sparks bloomed under the snow for a moment, and the two figures crossed.

The pale-faced Cheng Beijiang panted violently, standing back to back with his two opponents, looking around vigilantly.

The sound of messy footsteps came from all directions, and in the shortest time, three elite squads of the Gale Sword Ryu appeared from different places stepping on snowflakes.

It has become a little blurry in front of my eyes.

The arm holding the military thorn also began to tremble uncontrollably.

Cheng Beijiang gritted his teeth, and suddenly laughed: "I can still kill two teams, what do you say?"

"cough..."

The two young teammates beside him laughed at the same time: "Leave the rest of the team to us. No matter what, Captain, we are worth it tonight."

"Yes, it's worth it."

Cheng Beijiang, whose eyes were a little dazed, muttered to himself, looked at the opponent in front of him, and rushed up.

After leaving the small clinic for temporary recuperation, they charged towards the area with the highest combat density, fighting all the way, and had already rushed through an entire block.

The four Wuji Palace and Blizzard Yujianliu teams all died in the hands of Cheng Beijiang's team.

The elites of Haifeng Yujianliu and Wuji Palace cannot be compared with the Beihai Army in terms of quality. Their so-called elites have only reached the lowest threshold of the four realms of martial arts. Burning Fire Realm is already considered a high-level figure.

But there are so many of them, and when the nearly endless elites come in batches, the difference in number is enough to even out the difference in combat effectiveness between the two sides.

Cheng Beijiang almost fought through a block before meeting a truly decent opponent.

The opponent's strength is not considered strong, and he is weaker than Cheng Beijiang in the burning state, but he was dragged by the opponent for nearly five minutes when he was seriously injured.

As the three surrounding teams slowly surrounded them, their situation became worse and worse.

Without reinforcements, everyone in Cheng Beijiang's team knew very well that this might be the last battle of their lives.

No hesitation, no timidity, no hesitation.

The moment the two team members who were back to back with Cheng Beijiang tensed up, Cheng Beijiang clenched the weapon in his hand and rushed towards the opponent standing in front.

Intense flames burned from his hands in an instant.

The flames covered the fist of his right hand, spreading along the blade of the military stab, and quickly turned into a long knife with a length of more than one meter.

The long knife burned the wind and snow, and slashed forward fiercely with the endless loyalty and love for the legion and Beihai.

Cheng Beijiang silently stared at his opponent in front of him and took a step back, his eyes were cold and mocking.

In the next second, a wall of ice stood up in front of Cheng Beijiang, and the two teams on the left and right accelerated their charge. The sound of the wind and the cold frost piled up crazily in front of him, covering his vision.

"kill!"

Everything in front of me became more and more blurred.

Cheng Beijiang roared desperately, and the long knife in his hand slashed crazily. The burning flaming long knife directly tore through the ice wall with great force.

Fragmented ice and wind and snow are flying all over the sky, long

The knife split the nearest ice mirror elite in half, the blade flipped under the night, and stabbed another opponent in the chest again.

"puff!"

A dull voice rang out with severe pain.

An extremely narrow short blade pierced Cheng Beijiang's back at the same time, blood spattered, and Cheng Beijiang's face was completely distorted. His body shook, and the flaming long knife in his hand disappeared. The sharp military stab did not hesitate to stab back. The body turned slightly, and the blade of the army stabbed directly into the abdomen of the attacker.

That is, at the moment when his figure turned, the burning fire master who had just stepped back suddenly rushed up.

The fire and the snow flew together.

Cheng Beijiang didn't intend to give up at all, he pulled out his military thorn with a smirk, and raging fire began to erupt all over his body.

perish together.

The soldiers in Beihai are never afraid of death.

"Crackling..."

A tiny voice rang out a second before he broke out with all his strength.

In the next instant, the fire on Cheng Beijiang's body completely disappeared, leaving only severe pain and numbness.

And the Burning Fire Realm enemy in front of him also collapsed on the ground.

A flashing electric arc exploded between the two of them, and the violent current shuttled back and forth between their bodies, directly interrupting Cheng Beijiang's last desperate effort.

Cheng Beijiang's body fell to the ground, trying to keep his eyes open.

Vaguely, vaguely, a figure walked up to him, lowered his head, and looked at him silently.

"Such a person should not die here."

He looked down at Cheng Beijiang with a flat tone.

Cheng Beijiang suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pale face quickly turned red with anger, and his expression looked even more distorted.

Because the other party speaks Chinese.

The characters are straight and round.

It is not the kind of words that foreigners learn Chinese.

It's a natural standard, even with a touch of Youzhou accent.

what does that mean?

mean what?

"...!"

Under the extreme anger, Cheng Beijiang's voice was trembling.

"follow me."

The voice continued: "Many legions in Central Continent have left Beihai, and I can arrange where they want to go. A real soldier should serve the country, not become a private eagle dog."

"We..."

Cheng Beijiang's voice was ferocious: "You guys are colluding with Blast Wind Yu Jianliu and Wuji Palace?"

"Just cooperate."

The man's tone was extremely calm: "I can give you a chance to live, leave Beihai, and follow me."

"Follow..."

Cheng Beijiang sneered: "Do you think someone in Beihai will really follow?"

"certainly."

The master of Thunder Realm nodded, and said naturally: "I saved a lot of people tonight, and they are all my colleagues."

"Ah..."

Cheng Beijiang panted violently, gritted his teeth and said, "Fart!"

He didn't believe that someone would really go with the other party.

Even if there are such people, there will definitely not be many.

Holding the military thorn, he jumped up and stabbed at the opponent's body with all his strength.

"boom!"

The thunder-shocking master on the opposite side suddenly raised his leg and kicked Cheng Beijiang into the snow again.

Blood flowed from his body, staining the snow on the ground red.

He moved two steps forward, looked at Cheng Beijiang, and said gloomyly, "You want to die?"

Cheng Beijiang didn't say a word.

"Give up the chance to survive."

He slowly opened his mouth and said: "I really hate the so-called Beihai regiment. It looks like I am number one in the world. In the past many years, there was Wang Tianzong in Beihai. He could protect Beihai with one man and one sword. Now Wang Tianzong is gone. What are you guys? Huh? Beihai Beihai, heh, Beihai should have died a long time ago. Rejecting my invitation, the loyalty and backbone you want to show? Would rather die than surrender? Then go to die, I will fulfill..."

His voice suddenly paused.

Then fell silent.

A tiny flame appeared in front of Cheng Beijiang.

Huo Miao slowly moved around Cheng Beijiang's side, finally protecting him completely.

Standing in front of Cheng Beijiang, the master of the Shocking Thunder Realm remained motionless, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The flame was burning gracefully and quietly before his eyes.

But it wasn't the orange-red color that normal flames should have.

It was an extremely dazzling blazing white.

The white flame danced and twisted slightly, completely blending with the snow on the ground.

The fire flickered.

Every time the white light flickered, it carried a sword intent that was enough to make his heart tremble.

Even compared to the strange white flames in the fire-burning environment, the sword energy in the flames was the source of his most uneasiness, and even the most frightening.

"who?!"

He raised his head suddenly, his voice low.

"One thing is wrong."

A light and sweet young female voice sounded in the air, indifferent, cold, but extremely serious.

"Although there is a sword emperor in Beihai, the safety of Beihai has never been guarded by one person and one sword."

It was snowing all over the sky.

In the night sky, a slim figure dressed in white with white flames on his body slowly descended from the sky.

White snow, white fire, white clothes.

She floated down slowly in the air, as if completely integrated with the whole world.

"It's not worthy to comment on Beihai."

Her serious and cold voice sounded.

The white flames on the ground jumped suddenly for a moment.

The sharpest sword energy erupted from the flames in an instant.

The sword light drowned out the thunder and the electric arc, piercing into the body of the thunder-shocking master without any hindrance.

A cloud of blood suddenly flew out of the snow.

The dense sword lights flew wantonly.

The elite teams of Haifeng Yujianliu and Wuji Palace fell silent in an instant.

The young woman in the air landed in front of Cheng Beijiang.

Cheng Beijiang opened his eyes wide, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

In a trance, he seemed to see a young woman, arrogant and elegant, like a fairy falling into the mortal world.

"you are..."

He hesitated.

The young woman looked down at her and took out the medicine she carried with her.

There seemed to be some warmth in her tone.

"Feel sorry."

She said softly: "We are late, my name is Huangfu Qiushui."