On the battlefield, with the addition of ghost slaves, the situation below has finally been temporarily balanced, but after a period of fighting, the situation of the martial saints in mid-air is not optimistic, and the three-on-two war has gradually exhausted the physical strength of the martial saints in the southern regions, and they are at a disadvantage, and the discerning people below can see that this battle is not easy to go on for a long time.

The three martial saints of the Western Regions tirelessly clashed with their opponents, seeing that the opponent's concerns were even more frenzied, at this moment Lin Weiwu was very depressed, he had never been so aggrieved in decades as a martial saint, and being suppressed by the two martial saints made him feel a headache, although one of the two seemed to have just advanced, but it was not as simple as one equal to two, and the combat power of the two martial saints was much higher than that of the two respectively.

Even the great grandmasters can't intervene in the battle between the martial saints, the strength is one level apart, but the strength is far apart, even if all the great grandmasters on the battlefield below combined, they may not be able to beat a newly advanced martial saint, this is a world of difference.

In less than half an hour below, the interception ghost slave team composed of the grandmaster and the grand grandmaster gradually collapsed, and under the elusive attack of the ghost slave, the grandmaster's life was not guaranteed, and only two of the great grandmaster were left alive. The master who died at the hands of the ghost slave had only one tragic word, his soul was broken and devoured, and he didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated. At this time, the two great masters had already fled in all directions regardless of the demeanor of the masters, knowing that they were not opponents and were shocked by the number of ghost slaves who killed Duan Duan without any intention of fighting, and only instinctively wanted to save their lives.

On the battlefield, Long Haotian led the troops bravely, and the soldiers of the Southern Regions Coalition Army were like rainbows, which was completely different from the air in that as long as it lasted for a few days, the victory and defeat would definitely be separated, and the army of the Southern Regions had already gained the upper hand.

"I really don't know where the four masters came from. In the viewing area of the southern border, Bai Shaosi looked at the four ghost slaves excitedly, and the directness and viciousness of the four of them seemed to be very appealing to him, making him have the urge to take it all out. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips, he had never been so interested in anything.

Long Yanhua exhaled secretly, only she knew that she was running out of time to control the four ghost slaves, and what was needed to control the contract on their bodies was her own spiritual power, although the contract did not require much spiritual power, but for a long time with her current strength, it was a drop in the bucket, and the time to drive the ghost slaves could not be too long. The last two, hold on any longer, and when the ghost slave kills the last two great masters, she will immediately collect them back to the soul stone.

The palm of her hand was already overflowing with sweat at some point, and she insisted on it under the battlefield no easier than fighting on the battlefield.

"The winner is about to be known. Bai Shaosi said lightly, as if he was talking to Long Yanhua, "Although there are masters in the Southern Regions to help, they are still unable to turn the tide. ”

Long Yanhua smiled disappreciatively, "That's not necessarily, the battle situation below already has obvious strength and weakness, or it won't be long before the winner can be distinguished, I agree with this." ”

"But it's the people above who really decide the winner. Bai Shaosi shook his head, not agreeing with Long Yanhua's judgment at all.

"Not necessarily, until the last second, no one knows which side the victory will belong. The sudden voice was not what Long Yanhua and Bai Shaosi said, the two turned their heads to look at the owner of the voice, Lin Yiyun followed by several guards and walked to the two of them, and glanced at Bai Shaosi warningly.

"Hehe~~" Bai Shaosi pretended not to see the other party's warning, and continued to insist on his judgment, "Of course, I don't know who the winner is in the end until the last second, but I'm not optimistic about your guess, why don't we make a bet?"

"Bet on what. Lin Yiyun originally disdained to communicate with strangers, but this person had a relationship with Long Yanhua, so he couldn't help but care.

Bai Shaosi could see the young man's feelings for Long Yanhua, and smiled meaningfully, "Why don't we bet on something special, if you win, I won't move your little lover, if you lose, your little lover will be mine." ”

Lin Yiyun's eyes immediately turned cold, and he was about to make a move, but at this time, he listened to Long Yanhua's irritable defense for himself, "Bai Shaosi, I'm not an item, if you dare to bet on me, aren't you afraid that I will destroy you!"

Bai Shaosi seemed to have seen something interesting, and looked at Long Yanhua with his eyebrows fluttering, "Miss Long San, I have heard a little about you, although you are not as wasteful as rumored, but it is still quite difficult to destroy me, and I am no worse than the grandson who follows Lin Weiwu, I am the best choice in terms of family, appearance, and bearing, I am the best choice for you, and the best one is the husband." ”

For such shameless narcissism, Long Yanhua can't afford to relax, Bai Shaosi and Xiao Feng's narcissism is different, at this moment he is completely playing with himself.

Rolling his eyes, he immediately refused, "No need, I already have someone I like, and you think I can look at you?"

This has a double meaning, one is that she Long Yanhua already has a sweetheart, and the other is that her sweetheart is much stronger than him Bai Shaosi. Bai Shaosi is so smart, he naturally understands it. Instead of being angry, he laughed, "Miss Long San's words are wrong, there is only what I can't look down on in this world, and there is nothing I can't get." ”

Although the voice sounded slow, it was difficult to hide that domineering momentum, what kind of origin did Bai Shaosi have, and he actually had this kind of bearing that only a superior person could have, which made Long Yanhua surprised a lot, and guessed his identity again.

Being able to appear on the battlefield in the Southern Regions and say that his background is no worse than Lin Yiyun's, could it be that he is related to the last Martial Saint of the Southern Regions other than Lin Weiwu, Cold Water Mirror, and Blood Red?

Bai Shaosi's actions undoubtedly ignored Lin Yiyun's existence, his snub attitude was about to get angry even if it was a clay man, Lin Yiyun hadn't made a move, and the one behind him had suddenly pulled out the long sword on his waist, "Bold! Who dares to contradict the prestige of our young master!"

Bai Shaosi smiled faintly, and the cold aura with murderous intent was clearly felt by everyone present, such a murderous aura proved that his strength was not weak, and there were not a few people who died under him, "My name is Bai Shaosi." ”

There are only five words, but he introduces himself solemnly, and he seems to think that as long as he says this name, people will know his identity.

This man is arrogant!

Long Yanhua muttered in her heart, she didn't like the cold-blooded megalomaniac at all.

"Bai Shaosi?" Lin Yiyun seemed to think of something, frowned, thought seriously, and asked in a voice guessing from his mouth, "surnamed Bai, a member of the Northern Xinjiang royal family?"

At this moment, the smile on Bai Shaosi's face widened, "That's right. After admitting it generously, he asked rhetorically, "Then do you know my identity?"