"Oh, what about this one?"

As Ping Nao's voice sounded, Nan Yanhe suddenly felt a light pressure, but the next second he was covered in sweat.

A little chill widened rapidly in his eyes, so fast that it was completely beyond his ability to react.

However, the powerful Dao Yun of Ping Nao locked him, and there was no way to dodge.

So Nanyanhe didn't hide, but raised the blood-red sword again.

No matter how you look at it, his dying struggle has no effect, because he can't touch the corners of Ping Nanao's clothes, but there is no panic on Nan Yanhe's face.

"Huh?"

At the moment when the tip of the spear was about to stab Nanyanhe's throat, Ping Nanao suddenly felt something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his figure disappeared directly in a piece of silver light.

And where he was where he was, another long knife had pierced through.

Even if Ping Nanao reacted quickly enough, the blade was still stained with a touch of red blood.

Nan Yanhe couldn't help but sigh regretfully: "Tsk, Ping Xuannao, how did you slip faster than a mouse? Do you dare to fight me for three hundred rounds?"

Dozens of meters away, Ping Nao's figure reappeared, but his face had become a little gloomy.

"Cai Gongxiang, you still dare to appear in front of my clan?"

Ping Naoli didn't pay attention to Nan Yanhe, just stared at the "assassin" who arrived suddenly, and said coldly.

"If you want my head, I'm afraid you're not enough, right?" Cai Ye flicked the blood on the blade, his face was paralyzed, and there was no superfluous expression on his face, but his words were full of sarcasm.

"Heh, the two of you really put on a wonderful show...... What a waste South King, what an ambitious palace minister...... It seems that one of those dark chess pieces left by the eighteenth generation of the Southern King is you?" Ping Nanao sneered.

Cai Ye didn't mean to answer, but calmly said to Nanyan Daodao: "Your Majesty, I am here." ”

"Good. Nanyanhe raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Then this little minion will be handed over to you, the front...... There are more important enemies. ”

Cai Ye nodded silently, the tip of the knife pointed at the ground, and the qi condensed but did not emit, so that Ping Zhanao did not dare to move.

As a result, the blocked Lingce army turned into a torrent again, and the momentum was like a bamboo.

Like a sharp arrow, it pierces the heart.

And immediately after the "sharp arrow" was the army of thousands of royal cities.

With the gradual investment of follow-up troops, this war has officially begun.

It's just that the Southern Realm cultivators who rushed out of the city had a very different state of mind.

Their eyes involuntarily cast their eyes on the front, although they could only see the battle flag flying high, but they could not see the person wearing the dark gold armor, but their minds seemed to be able to automatically outline the invincible figure of the other party.

The ridiculous, unscrupulous, scolding shitty of the South, was now at the forefront of them all.

In the foremost position, it acts as the sharpest spear point.

After more than 30 years of forbearance, once he broke through the cage, he soared into the sky.

It was under the royal city of this Southern Phoenix Star that Nirvana was reborn.

It is difficult to describe the shock in everyone's hearts, but at the same time, they feel a little relieved.

His Majesty the King of the South, who is indulging in pleasure, and His Majesty the King of the South, who is fighting bloodily at the moment, are so incompatible, but they are so integrated.

It turns out that this is what he really looks like.

This is the real royal family, the nineteenth king of the south.

When the soldiers were dying in the city, he chose to stay here.

So what is there to be afraid of?

What else is there to despair?

Death is not terrible, but what is terrible is that before death, you have lost your fighting spirit and determination.

Since there is no way back, why hesitate?

What the blade refers to is what it means.

Never die.

......

Blood, endless blood, all over the field of vision.

He was still subconsciously wielding the long knife, but it fell short.

He looked up blankly, and there was not a single enemy in front of him, only blood spilling over the field beneath his feet, staining the sparse grass red.

"Whew...... Heh......"

Suddenly, as if he had lost all his strength, Nan Yanhe's body shook, barely supporting his body with a long knife, and gasping for breath.

Between his breaths, there was a sharp pain of tearing and burning, and he couldn't help but frown.

"Your Majesty. ”

A Lingce Army soldier followed closely behind and stepped forward to support the Nanyan River.

In fact, his condition was not much better, his helmet was crooked, his armor was broken, and there was a narrow wound on his left waist, which healed extremely slowly, but he barely used his spiritual power to block the flow of blood.

"Hey, that's so cool......"

Nan Yanhe grinned, took out a pill out of nowhere, handed it to the soldiers of the Lingce Army, raised his eyebrows and said, "Come and take one?"

"It's okay, Your Majesty, I have it. The soldiers of the Lingce Army hurriedly took a spirit pill.

It's just that his injuries still haven't improved significantly, because this is the trace left by a Dao Spirit Clan member who is at the peak of the Dao Realm.

If it weren't for Nanyanhe's timely action, I'm afraid that several people would have died under the spear of this person.

He didn't know what was going on, only to see His Majesty the King of the South crush a red spar, and then show an even more terrifying and terrifying power.

"Your Majesty, your face is not very good, or ......"

As soon as the soldiers of the Lingce Army were halfway through speaking, Nan Yanhe waved his hand and interrupted: "I'm okay, I don't know if Cai Gongxiang has solved that 'little minion', hey, how about we kill the horse gun again?"

"I'm afraid not. ”

Suddenly, a voice rang out close at hand.

Transparent ripples like mercury spread instantly, trapping the Nanyan River and a dozen nearby Lingce Army soldiers between the invisible walls.

"I've been waiting here for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be you. ”

A man in a simple robe stepped out of the water lines, his appearance was unremarkable, except for a black mole in the center of his eyebrows.

"Jiang Shen?" Nan Yanhe looked him up and down, and asked curiously, "How does it feel to be a dog for the Daoling Clan?"

Jiang Shen's face didn't change at all, he just took a step back slightly, and said to whom: "Capturing him should attract Nan Yingtan." ”

As the words fell, the invisible wall of space around them suddenly contracted, making it difficult for Nanyan River for a while.

A slender hand appeared in his sight, followed by a woman's beautiful face.

The ancestor of the Qu family, Qu Youxian.

As a former Qu family on the first day, after escaping from the southern realm in a hurry, with the support of the Dao Spirit Clan, she finally stepped into the realm of the middle stage of the true path.

Not to mention that the Shangyun Qu clan was originally an observer arranged by the Dao Spirit Clan in the southern realm, just talking about Nan Yingtan's previous killing and purge of the Qu clan, such hatred would never be dissolved.

She stared at Nan Yanhe expressionlessly, grabbing his neck lightly, Dao Yun and Jiang Shen's space formation were integrated, suppressing everyone so much that they couldn't move.

But she actually has a little spare strength, beware of Nan Yingtan who may appear at any time.

However, she never imagined that the danger came from the Nanyan River itself.

Under the suppression of a mid-stage powerhouse of the True Path, he actually moved.

"Poof!"

Qu Youxian's fingers had already touched Nanyanhe's throat, but a sharp pain spread from his abdomen all over his body.

She looked down and saw a long, blood-red knife, the tip of which was nowhere to be seen.

Blood smeared on her green clothes, and the sharp energy spread like a plague, as if it was about to tear her to pieces.

Only then did she realize that she had forgotten something very important.

The Da Nan royal family, tracing back to their roots, is also a descendant of the Xuanling clan.