God Soldier Atlas

　　 "If you can't escape, hand in the list, I can give you a happy one!"

　　 Less than a hundred miles away from the Great Xia Emperor, there is a canyon among the mountains, and a group of men in black surrounded a group of soldiers.

On the ground around 　　, dozens of corpses arrived in a mess. Some of those corpses were dressed in military uniforms and some were dressed in black.

　　 Obviously there were casualties on both sides.

　　 But those in military uniforms obviously accounted for the majority.

　　 "You are the one who can't escape!"

　　 was talking about a **** general. If Zhou Shu was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him. This person was Cheng Yong, the Huben military academy who had gone to the foundry division to find the traitor.

　　 Cheng Yong now describes it as miserable. He had bright armor covered with blood stains, and he didn't know if it was his own or the enemy's.

　　 On his cheek, a cut was cut by a sharp blade, the blood has stopped flowing, and some of the white flesh turned out, looking abnormally terrifying.

　　 "This is Daxia! Since you dare to come, then don't want to leave alive again!"

　　 Cheng Yong roared with all his strength.

　　 "Haha, believe it or not, I can kill you all before your reinforcements arrive."

　　 The man in black sneered.

"so what?"

　　 Cheng Yong is not afraid, the tiger knife in his hand has broken out of the gap, and his strength has been exhausted seven or eighty eight. If he does it again, he is afraid that he will not be able to hold on for long.

But there was no trace of fear in his eyes, and he glared at the man in black, "Even if we are killed by a single soldier, we will never lose Daxia's face! Daxia will avenge us." !"

"Ha ha!"

　　 The black-clothed leader laughed and said, "I tell you, all the masters in Daxia Capital have been restrained by others, and no one will come to rescue you."

　　 "If you want to mobilize the army, we would have already left Daxia before the army arrived!"

　　 "So, you can go to death!"

　　 The black-clothed leader raised his hand, and before it fell down, Cheng Yong on the opposite side had already raised the tiger's knife in his hand.

　　 "Tiger, army, kill!"

　　 Cheng Yong yelled.

　　 The only two dozen scarred tiger soldiers behind him shouted in unison, "Kill!"

　　 Twenty or so tiger troops, like thousands of troops, rushed to the people in black violently.

　　 The black head collar sneered twice, and his arms fell heavily.

　　 There were almost twice as many people in black as the Tiger Ben Army, and silently, they slew towards the Tiger Ben Army.

　　 The two sides collided with each other, and in an instant, the flesh and blood flew across, and the sword and the sword fell clanging.

　　 It’s just a moment, I don’t know how many people fell. There were tigers and men in black.

　　 Cheng Yong's body once again has a deep bone scar, and the man in black opposite him was killed by him.

　　 The black man's head squinted his eyes and slashed a tiger soldier out for several feet with a stab. Before his figure was shaking, he had reached Cheng Yong's body, smashing Huashan with a force, and slashed towards Cheng Yong.

　　 "Clang--"

　　 With a crisp sound, Cheng Yong was chopped and staggered back. The tiger knife in his hand was finally overwhelmed and broke.

　　 Cheng Yong's eyes flashed with sorrow, but it immediately became a piece of firmness.

　　 With a broken knife in his hand, he glared at the black man's collar, stepped forward, and fought with him.

　　 A similar scene happened in every corner of the battlefield.

　　 No one would have thought that there would be such a group of people attacking Daxia's army in a place so close to Daxia Capital.

　　 Tiger Ben Army, also did not expect.

　　 was also unexpected, so people like Cheng Yong were beaten by others as soon as they came up, and suffered heavy injuries.

　　 If it weren't for the extreme sharpness of the Tigers, I'm afraid that even people like them would have already died in the opponent's hands.

　　 Although Hu Benjun is sharp, its biggest weakness is that it is not strong enough.

　　Accordingly, the Huben Army is the imperial guard, and their daily task is to guard the palace. The Huben knife is not strong enough, and there is no serious injury.

　　 After all, their battles generally don't last long.

　　 But now, this weakness is infinitely magnified.

　　The reinforcements did not arrive. Cheng Yong and others fell into a bitter battle. The tiger's knife continued to be broken, and the death of the tiger's soldier was accompanied by the death of the tiger's army.

　　 When Zhou Shu came to the scene, he happened to see this tragic scene.

　　【The tiger sword you forged is successfully killed, rewards two years of cultivation! 】

　　Along the way, Zhou Shu didn't know how many barrage he had seen.

　　 He can't even bother to feel the changes in his cultivation.

　　 With his eighth-level cultivation base of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, to break through to the ninth level, it takes a full five hundred and twelve years of cultivation base.

　　 Decades of improvement in cultivation base, for him now, is better than nothing.

　　 "Cheng Yong?"

　　 Zhou Shu was lying on the top of the mountain, looking towards the valley below, and seeing the man surrounded by people in the center, who looked like a madman, he felt a little familiar. After careful identification, he recognized the other party.

　　 "What kind of background do these people in black dare to attack and kill Daxiahu Benjun here!"

　　 Zhou Shu felt chills in his heart, and his head fell a little lower.

　　 Driven by curiosity, he left the capital and found him all the way.

　　 Speaking of it, he is also lucky. There are many mountains around Daxia Capital, and there are more than one roads. He also wanted to try his luck. He had already given up watching the fun, but he actually found it!

　　 "It seems that Cheng Yong and the others won't last long."

　　 Zhou Shu saw that there were only a dozen people left in the Tiger Army such as Cheng Yong who were still struggling, but it was obviously the end of the battle.

　　 Cheng Yong looked a little unconscious, waved the broken knife in his hand out of nowhere, and kept shouting "Kill" in his mouth!

　　 The black-clothed leader had a playful expression, teasing Cheng Yong and other tigers and soldiers like a cat and a mouse.

　　 "Why don't the reinforcements come yet!"

　　 Zhou Shu looked back at the direction of Daxia Capital.

　　 This place is less than a hundred miles away from Daxia, and he has arrived. Shouldn't the strong people in Daxia have arrived long ago?

　　 There was no movement in the direction of the capital.

　　Look at Cheng Yong and others again. They are in their current state. It is God bless you to be able to hold a cup of tea time.

　　 Zhou Shu frowned, and fell into a battle between heaven and man in his heart.

　　Help, or not, this is a problem!

　　 "These people in black don't look very strong either."

　　 Zhou Shu stared at the people in black, and a thought flashed in his mind.

　　 These people in black can defeat Cheng Yong and others because of their large numbers. In fact, their strength is not much higher than that of Cheng Yong and others.

　　 Although Zhou Shu didn't have much combat experience, his Heavenly Sword sword technique was itself an actual combat sword technique, and he still had the corresponding vision.

　　Help!

　　 Zhou Shu didn't think about it for too long before he made a decision.

　　 Although he and Cheng Yong are not friendships, they are acquaintances after all.

　　 And everyone can still be regarded as colleagues, if you really watch him being killed, Zhou Shu feels that he will also have a conscience in the future.

　　 And he estimated that these people in black should not be able to hurt him. This is Da Xia again. He only needs to wait for Cheng Yong and the others to get out of their troubles, and then run to the capital. They don't dare to chase him.

　　 "It shouldn't be too dangerous."

　　 Zhou Shu thought in his heart that if his own life is in danger, he would definitely not take the risk. Although saving people is good, it is not worth taking his own life.

　　 After making a decision, Zhou Shu climbed over the top of the mountain and slipped into the canyon.

Below 　　, the man in black was making the final closing of the net. He didn't notice at all. A person appeared silently behind them.

　　 "Hmph, since you are stubborn, then go to death, from your corpses, I can get the list back!"

　　 The black-clothed leader shook his body and struck Cheng Yong with a lightning bolt, slashing in front of Cheng Yong's chest.

　　 Cheng Yong desperately dodged backwards, stabbing, and the clothes on his chest had been torn by the blade.

　　 A few millimetres away, Cheng Yong was almost broken.

　　 "List!"

　　 Although he escaped by luck, Cheng Yong's face changed drastically, and a **** scroll fell out of his torn clothes.

　　 He stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the scroll. The black-clothed leader laughed and slashed towards Cheng Yong's arm.

　　 Before Cheng Yong caught the scroll, this knife would chop off his arm.

　　 The black man's head collar seemed to have seen the scene of his arms flying horizontally, with a grinning smile on his face.

"Ding--"

　　 Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and half of a broken knife flew over from nowhere, which could be beaten on the long knife of the black man's head.

　　 The huge impact force came, and the black man's head and arms numb, and the long knife in his hand had already been released. He backed back again and again, his face was horrified.

　　 As if a breeze was blowing, there was already an extra figure in front of Cheng Yong.

　　 The figure is holding a **** scroll in one hand, and a broken tiger knife in the other.

　　 The man in black leads his pupils to shrink~www.wuxiamtl.com~ staring at the man.

"Who are you?"

　　 "Are you from Daxia?"

　　 The black-clothed man was shocked. Didn’t he say yes, will Daxia’s masters be delayed for an hour?

　　 "You go first, leave it to me here."

　　 said a somewhat hoarse voice.

　　 Cheng Yong was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he was speaking to them.

　　 "Your Excellency is—"

　　 He looked at the figure in front of him, vaguely familiar, but the other party was wrapped in a piece of cloth on his head, only two eyes were exposed, and he couldn't see the face.

"go!"

　　 Zhou Shu did not answer, and shouted.

　　 "Leave the tiger knife behind and run to the capital!"

　　 Cheng Yong's face was solemn, and he wanted to say something, Zhou Shu already shouted impatiently.

"roll!"

　　 Cheng Yong swallowed.

　　 "Thank you!"

　　 hoarse voice arched his hands, he threw the broken knife in his hand to the ground,

"go!"

　　 The remaining dozen or so tiger soldiers all put down the tiger swords in their hands, supported each other, and fled towards the capital at the fastest speed.

　　 Although they don't know why Zhou Shu asked them to leave the tiger knife, they know that their current state, even if they stay, is just a drag.

　　 Instead, it is better to escape back as soon as possible, and then bring back reinforcements!

　　 Seeing that the tiger army was about to flee, the black-clothed men changed their expressions a little, and stepped forward one after another.

　　 Zhou Shu raised his toe, and a forgotten tiger knife flew up on the ground and fell into his hand.

As soon as the 　　 knife started, Zhou Shu had already felt that this tiger knife was in his hands.

　　 The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he looked at the people in black.

　　 "Your opponent now is me!"