C972 Dongfang Jin!

The tip of his foot lightly rotated to a high point. Dongfang Jin's sharp eyes noticed that some of the men of sacrifice were not affected by the sound of the zither at all.

The knife in his hand slashed down and killed people as fast as grass!

His face suddenly sank as he thought of the strange feeling that slipped through his heart earlier.

It was obvious that Lan Yuhua had planned this long ago and had a way to deal with his zither music.

This small group of men of sacrifice was hidden among the fifty thousand men of sacrifice. Although the killing formation and the zither music were added to it, it couldn't do anything to them.

On the contrary, the killing formation seemed to be about to be broken by their brute force.

Looking at the remaining half of the men of sacrifice still had the ability to move, Dongfang Jin's eyes were filled with an unprecedented seriousness.

He pursed his thin lips, and his eyes were filled with determination.

Next, he saw Dongfang Jin holding the harp in his left hand and the sword in his right hand.

After the person outside the formation quickly filled in the empty space, his zither music broke, and an evil aura shot up into the sky.

After that, he flew up, and just as he was about to use all of his energy to activate the God Slaughtering Technique...

He heard a familiar voice that was filled with anger by his ear.

"Dongfang Jin! How dare you!"

He was stunned. He quickly withdrew the inner energy that he was about to use and subconsciously looked towards the source of the voice.

Even though there were millions of people on the battlefield, Lan Xuehan was still wearing the uniform of the enemy camp.

But he still recognized her at a glance!

The beautiful rain was like the scorching sun in the sky, shining brightly!

Before he could figure out why she had appeared here, a wave of attacks had already arrived in front of him.

Dongfang Jin could only resolve the crisis in front of him first.

When Lan Xuehan saw Dongfang Jin withdraw his sword, her tensed heart finally eased up a little.

Only the heavens knew that when she rushed over just now and saw Dongfang Jin holding the God Slayer, she was just about to activate the God Slayer's power again.

Her heart had jumped to her throat!

For a moment, there was anger, anger, and heartache.

However, from the looks of it, she knew that the war had reached its climax.

Dongfang Jin must have discovered the difference between some men of sacrifice, which was why he wanted to use the God Slayer to save the situation.

Thinking of this, Lan Xuehan quickly hid among the soldiers of Zihua Country.

She turned around and slowly moved towards Lan Yuhua.

Lan Yuhua turned around to look the moment Lan Xuehan's voice sounded, but he did not find any trace of her.

He was secretly annoyed that Mi Yun and the others were simply trash. He had arranged everything well, but they still let Lan Xuehan run away.

Without finding any trace of Lan Xuehan, Lan Yuhua became more vigilant in his heart. Apart from controlling the men of sacrifice, he also looked around and listened to everything.

After all, Lan Xuehan had appeared on the battlefield at this time, so he had to be on guard!

Blood splattered everywhere, and corpses littered the battlefield. Lan Yuhua was outside the killing formation, surrounded by a group of Zihua Country soldiers.

Fortunately, it was more chaotic now, which made it convenient for Lan Xuehan to rush all the way to Lan Yuhua's surroundings.

Just as she was about to attack, she saw Lan Yuhua turn around with the jade flute in his hand, and his cold gaze fell upon her.

"You sure have some guts? How dare you approach this place by yourself?"

The surroundings were filled with soldiers from the Zihua Country. It seemed like Lan Xuehan was really not afraid of death.

Since that's the case, then he will fulfill her wish!

"Go! No matter whether you live or die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers in and out of the three circles rushed up with their swords and swords, heading towards Lan Xuehan.

When Lan Xuehan saw this, the sword light in her hand flashed, and the sword flowers formed a series of fatal strikes.

Lan Yuhua was at the most critical moment with Dongfang Jin, so he did not have the time to deal with Lan Xuehan.