The Strongest Guild Of The World

So one by one clamored to go up the mountain to kill the enemy, and a black torrent rushed towards Jiang Yang.

Looking at the rushing crowd, Jiang Yang expressed his indifference, and at this moment his heart was very peaceful.

Looking at the sun in the sky, Jiang Yang knew in his heart that Jiang Guo would cease to exist after tonight.

But he has nothing to miss in the United States, his only obsession is to take his sister Solanum nigrum to fight the enemy.

Looking at the magic sword in his hand, the feeling of intimacy has always lingered on the street and can't go back.

Seeing the yelling sound getting closer, Jiang Yang looked up, and saw a mass of dark figures rushing towards him.

Jiang Yang also took a deep breath, drew his sword, rushed towards the enemy army, jumped high into the air, and then swung the magic sword in his hand suddenly.

In an instant, more than a dozen light blue sword auras rushed towards the enemy army, and hundreds of people were easily cut by the terrifying sword aura of the magic sword.

Severed arms and stumps flew all over the sky, and blood rained all over the sky.

However, this loss is nothing compared to the enemy's army.

Jiang Yang has also fallen into the encirclement of the enemy at this moment, and there are more than a dozen gleaming silver guns waiting for Jiang Yang to land below.

Seeing this, Jiang Yang smiled disdainfully, and sent two sword qi down, the silver spear was cut in half directly, but the sword qi did not disappear.

Instead, he continued to rush towards them with a thunderous momentum, the sword energy slashed across gently, and more than a dozen heads shot up into the sky.

With such a light touch, Jiang Yang landed on top of their corpses.

Looking at the people around him looking at him with fearful eyes, Jiang Yang smiled. At this moment, a piercing sound came, Jiang Yang's ears moved, and his head moved slightly to the right.

A sharp arrow pierced through, and Jiang Yang's heart froze. He didn't expect that there was a sharpshooter among the enemies. If his ears were not so sensitive, he might have been hit by it now.

In this case, Jiang Yang rushed directly into the crowd and started to kill and kill. With the magic sword, no one was his opponent.

Suddenly, a tiger entered a group of sheep.

No one is his opponent, and whenever he can't hold on, the magic sword will transmit a very pure power, making him alive immediately.

But this is not without cost, he can feel that the magic sword absorbs the potential and vitality in his body to provide him with energy.

However, Jiang Yang looked very indifferent, since you want to suck, then you can chin as much as you want.

It doesn't matter at all.

But even if his body can persist, his spirit is about to fail.

But fortunately, there was a hum from the enemy, and they began to exit in an orderly manner, and Jiang Yang hit the ground directly.

He really couldn't hold on any longer, and his mind felt dizzy.

Lie directly on the ground and fell asleep, and suddenly, the sound of beating began to sound.

What he didn't realize was that a girl in blue dress gushed out from the magic sword, it was his sister Solanum nigrum.

After Solanum nigrum came out from the magic sword, she looked at his big brother quietly, and wanted to touch his cheek with her hand, but it was just a phantom passing through.

That's right, Solanum nigrum is actually dead now, and what appears now is only his soul body, entrusted in the magic sword.

Seeing the body that he couldn't pass through, Solanum nigrum stood still, and it took a long time before he reacted. Looking at his big brother, Solanum nigrum silently recited in his heart.

"Big brother, don't worry, you won't be alone, nightshade will always be with you."

After finishing speaking, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and got into the magic sword. He couldn't stay out of the magic sword for too long, otherwise, her soul body would dissipate.

At this time, Jiang Yang, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to feel something, and murmured: "Sister."

Then, like having a nightmare, he woke up instantly, and then looked around, with a few beads of sweat on his head.

"So it was just a dream!"

Jiang Yang just had a dream, he dreamed that his sister Solanum nigrum came back to life, but for some reason he couldn't touch her, and instead kept getting farther and farther away from her.

It seems that I miss my sister so much that I dreamed that he was resurrected.

I moved my body a little bit, but suddenly an indescribable pain came from my body, and I clenched tightly to prevent myself from making a sound.

This made him take a deep breath.

If Jiang Yang could look inside, he would find that the inside of his body was already in tatters, and the meridians all over his body had been broken.

Even the distended and six internal organs have been seriously injured "It's actually pretty good that he can survive tonight with his physical condition.

The reason why he is still alive now is because he has an obsession hanging on him, and the magic sword is also trying to hang his life.

As long as this obsession disappears, Jiang Yang will die immediately.

However, although Jiang Yang doesn't know how to look inside, he still has a certain understanding of his physical condition.

It's just that he didn't care about it. At this moment, he has already kept life and death out of the world.

Gritting his teeth tightly, struggling with the sword in his hand, Jiang Yang stood up slowly, and slowly returned to the capital step by step. At this moment, the capital is completely in chaos, and people know that the state of Jiang is about to perish , One after another took the money and started running.

Only some old people stayed.

The dirtiest side of human nature was clearly exposed in front of Jiang Yang's eyes.

He also didn't expect that the people he desperately defended would have such a virtue.

This made Jiang Yang's heart feel cold, and he couldn't help but began to think about whether it was right for him to do this, for the sake of these ugly Jiang people.

But after thinking about it, Jiang Yang smiled slightly, and he was a bit out of shape, anyway, he was going to die tomorrow (Zhao? Zhao), so what's the point of thinking about it.

While there is still time, let's take a look at the place where I used to live.

He put on a black cloak, which just happened to cover Jiang Yang's entire face, so that he would not be discovered by others.

After all, his identity as Prince Jiang is too sensitive.

Walking gently in the American palace, looking at this huge corridor, Jiang Yang couldn't help but think of the past.

It's a pity that everything here will cease to exist tomorrow, and dust will return to dust, and fields will return to the king.

After wandering around the palace, he left wearing a black robe.

Back under the huge city wall again, Jiang Yang took a deep breath, and a bloody smell pierced his nostrils.

Let Jiang Yang's consciousness wake up.

Holding the magic sword in his hand and waving it lightly, Jiang Yang sat down and rested for a while. .