As she said that, she no longer cared about Chu Linyuan and directly pulled out a military spear, staring at the people in the Hell Death Group, with a cold light flashing in her eyes and a resolute expression.

"Prepare for the fight!"

She greeted Long Fei and others.

At that moment, her aura became different.

Cold, confident.

He is heroic and vigorous.

"Fight to the death!"

As she said, Long Fei and others also glared at each other and gritted their teeth and roared. They looked resolute and were ready to die with the enemy.

The northern army was restrained, and for them, this battle would be extremely difficult.

Chu Linyuan was moved when he saw this.

These people knew they would die, but they did not retreat at all when facing the enemies of the Hell Death Group.

"Why do you have to?"

Then, he sighed and shook his head.

"If you kill someone from Hell Death Group, you will never die. Then, have I killed so many people from Hell Death Group?"

He murmured, "Since that's the case, I'll send you all to hell!"

His tone suddenly became cold and extremely cold.

"Ling'er, erha!"

He shouted.

Dingling!

In an instant, Erha shook her body, bared her teeth, and walked forward two steps, and the bells on her neck kept ringing.

The eighth sickle bell?

The people in the Hell Death Group were so familiar with the sound of the bell that they were stunned. Then, they followed the sound of the bell and looked at Erha.
Chapter completed!