At this time, the green armored general had already rushed in front of him.

There was a sharp crackling sound.

A dazzling white light poured out of the hands of the blue-armored generals.

Boom!

The dull sound of drums sounded in the heavens and the earth.

However, this dull sound at this time covered most of the sounds on the battlefield, and everyone's hearts were shocked.

The figure of the cultivator in the moon-white robe disappeared in an instant.

When the people around him came back to their senses, they realized that the cultivator's body had turned into a white streamer in the night, and he didn't know how many feet he had been shocked backwards.

The body of the blue-armored general stood still.

His figure was incredibly tall as the cyan armor on his body began to crack.

Inside the green armor of Bangfei is a middle-aged man with a thin body.

He held a knife in his right hand. His face was a little haggard and melancholy, but he was indescribably resolute.

"General Liao!"

In such a long period of chaotic strangulation, Lin Jiajun has always been at a disadvantage, although all this is prepared. But seeing such a scene, especially at the moment when the middle-aged man showed his figure, countless cheers and shouts resounded. Many people have gained strength and courage in an instant, and even gained the confidence to win.

Seeing that the cultivators in the moon-white robe were shocked by a blow, several cultivators wearing light armor or cloth clothes in the vicinity looked sad. Flying towards Liao Jie.

Liao Jie's face was as usual. The short knife in his right hand shone like a jewel, and a unique qi seeped into his body in reverse. However, his right hand hung still, and his left hand used his fingers as a sword, shooting out sword light, easily assassinating these cultivators.

Liao Jie has already entered the realm of knowing micro, and has been fighting hard in the Buddha country for a long time, and he is even more diligent in cultivation. Naturally, there is a gap with Liao Jie.

Liao Jie struck a blow and killed several cultivators. The frenzied influx of coalition forces stopped around the corner, watching each other, but did not dare to take a step forward.

The team of more than ten people was dressed in heavy armor, divided into two rows, and lined up the corridor, the first row was armed with spears, about two feet.

The second row is armed with crossbow arrows. Stand flat.

Liao Jie stood at the forefront of them. One husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.

There was a bustle in the coalition camp, and finally a small but extremely strong young man stepped out. It can be seen from the man's clothes that he must have come from the academy.

The man knew that it would be a tough battle, so he stopped prevaricating and said more, and his right hand slowly fell on the yellowish saber, and then drew the sword.

With a bang, a straight sword qi cut straight forward like a substance, and in an instant, it was divided into three strands, still straight forward. Cut to Liao Jie.

As soon as the battle began, Liao Jie accurately judged the enemy's realm. So he didn't have half a point of carelessness.

The opponent is a very common three-point sword style, the reason why he came out with such a sword style, this is an extremely safe sword intent, in his opinion, it is more important to win in stability.

Liao Jie looked up.

Facing the three sword qi that slashed in front of him, he chose to jump up.

Two waves of qi rushed out from under his feet, and his whole body jumped high, and the scorching long knife in his hand also swung forward.

Murderous intent suddenly rose in the air.

The enemy did not move, but the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth was even more obvious.

The sword in his hand stabbed diagonally upward, and with the slight movement of his wrist, a blurred curtain of light emanated from his sword.

The blurry light curtain stretched upwards. It's like an exceptionally gorgeous umbrella.

It's a keep-at-all.

The killing intent condensed in front of Liao Jie, who jumped up, and suddenly let out a terrible sound of breaking the air.

A crystal stream of air followed Liao Jie with a terrifying speed. Like a dragon twisting and rolling in the air, it crashes head-on with its enemies.

Countless expressions of shock flashed in the eyes of the enemy.

His breathing paused, and he pressed his sword down with force.

There was a loud bang. The light curtain that slanted down and the crystal air flow collided violently, exploding an astonishing wave of air.

His reaction was already extremely fast, but his sword momentum was exhausted.

However, Liao Jie's knife momentum is not over.

Right now. His hair danced like countless thin snakes, and he tried his best to control the speed of the surging essence in his body at the most dangerous edge, injecting it into the blade in his hand as fast as possible.

A loud bang rang out without stopping.

A wave of fire poured out of his sword. Countless scattered waves of air were scorched in an instant, and in an instant, these waves of air were scorched into explosive points containing powerful power, and they were slammed in front of the enemy.

Even the coalition forces from a great distance felt the oncoming heat wave.

Followed by. A terrible scream rang out from the scorching waves.

With this terrible scream, the scorching wave of air like a huge wave crashing suddenly stopped, and then was blasted into countless white lines by a terrifying force. Shoot out with a sneer.

The enemy's figure appeared in the center of the exploding air wave, and the remnants of his body were unstoppable, and the air flow outside his clothes beat rhythmically. Many people felt palpitations and uneasiness, and immediately saw that he had completely escaped from Liao Jie's sword by some astonishing means.

However, in the next moment, when he saw his face clearly. These people all let out an exclamation of involuntarily.

The dark and sturdy face was unrecognizable, scarred, and painful to look at.

Together, several cultivators behind him saw that their side was defeated, and they were not in a hurry to wait, and they jumped out with a loud roar. In an instant, five or six cultivators appeared in front of Liao Jie.

Liao Jie sneered. The team behind him had already raised their crossbow arrows and aimed them at the cultivators who had crossed the crowd and shot them indiscriminately.

The unprepared cultivator was so unexpectedly hit by the crossbow arrow that he couldn't raise his head for a while.

The scarred academy disciples didn't get angry, and they didn't pay attention to the flying crossbow arrows. On the contrary, there is a bit of fanaticism. The bolts all detoured as they approached him.

"I despise you. ”

He didn't bother to look at any of his skin, but only the sparkle of his eyes. Let him know what it looks like on his face and on his body. The feeling of being in the eyes of everyone was more uncomfortable than the pain, so much so that his usually unusually stable hands kept shaking.

"But do you think you can beat me with just one sword?"

He gritted his teeth. Looking at Liao Jie, who stopped a few feet away from him, he squeezed out such a voice from between his teeth.

After saying this, he let out a terrible scream.

With this poignant drama. Five bright streaks of light appeared behind him.

At this time, the sword in his hand had not moved, and no one knew how these five bright light stripes like long wings were generated, but at this moment, five white clouds appeared in the sky as if they were intertwined.

Five white clouds fell at an astonishing speed, converging on the sword in his hand.

The yellowish sword in his hand suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of white armor.

He drew his sword.

The sword with the white helmet and his figure broke through the air, walked the purest middle line, and attacked Liao Jie head-on.

The sword light passed through, and the air at both ends of the sword body roared to the sides like turbid waves, making a constant muffled sound.

The disciples of the academy actually used the most powerful moves that only a cultivator with a military background was willing to use.

However, from the very beginning. Liao Jie's reaction seemed to be slow.

When his sword intent started, Liao Jie was still standing in place, so at this time, Liao Jie was unable to dodge this sword.

He had to hard-connect.

Two soft shocks sounded from under Liao Jie's feet.

His body bowed slightly. The long knife in his hand, which exuded a scorching aura, was raised upward.

The air was dry.

There was a dull thud.

The sword light with the white helmet in the enemy's hand was shocked, and it was actually resisted by this sword, and there was a sense of sluggishness.

In the violent shock, the wound on his body just now collapsed, stirring up countless blood.

Pain. But it didn't occupy his mind.

So he let out an even more poignant shout, and the sword in his right hand continued to press forward.

Liao Jie's long knife slanted upward, and his feet were slightly off the ground.

In an incomprehensible exclamation, Liao Jie resolutely let go of the long knife he was holding in his right hand.

Snort.

The long knife flew backwards, grazing across his cheek like a burning red glow, but his eyes remained serene.

At the same time, his left hand, which had been hidden in his sleeve, stretched out like lightning.

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