Chapter 709: Slaughter Camp! Pursuit!

When the pterodactyl beast saw Yang Lin being shot down, it flapped its wings full, hoping to catch its master, but the Cloud Crane didn't give it a chance.

With a crane roar, the claws of the Cloud Turning Crane landed on the wings of the Pterodactyl Beast, its sharp beak was like the sharpest sword, and it pecked through the thick back of the Pterodactyl Beast at once, and the Pterodactyl Beast struggled to break free, but was tightly grasped by the feet of the Cloud Turning Crane.

Facing the struggling pterodactyl beast, the Cloud Turning Crane pecked several times in quick succession, and in its hard pecking mouth and rapid force, the pterodactyl beast was pecked through its body, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

Yang Lin had just gotten up from the pile of stones he had smashed, and what he saw was that his proud mount had been killed, and his heart was dripping blood at this time! But the heartache had not yet turned into anger, and the black sword had already come to him.

Yang Lin used the halberd in front of him to block the slash of the big sword, and was thrown out by the shock, and just as his eyes blinked, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and the cold big sword rested on his neck.

The big sword was holding the hand of a young man with a hippie smile, who was looking at Yang Lin with a smile and asked, "Are you surprised?"

Yang Lin said in a deep voice: "You are that Wu Ming, right?"

Wu Ming said: "I didn't expect me to be so famous!"

Yang Lin himself had no hope of living, and he shouted loudly: "Brothers, run back quickly, leave me alone!"

Wu Ming praised: "The character is good, I still want my own master to preserve his strength at this time!

Yang Lin's eyes closed, preparing for the end of his death, and at the moment when Yang Lin closed his eyes, Wu Ming swung his big sword and slapped Yang Lin with the blade of the sword, not killing him, just knocking him unconscious.

Carrying Yang Lin on his shoulders, Wu Ming whispered to himself: "You can still sell it for money, how could I kill you so violently!"

Suddenly, the purple light flashed, and several sword lights slashed horizontally towards Wu Ming, Wu Ming sneered, and erected the big sword, the sword body was like a big shield in front of him, and several swords of sword light were all blocked in the clanging sound.

The sound of the block has not completely dissipated, the big sword has changed from erection to horizontal cutting, and the sword light is as soft as the morning light, but it is not full of vitality like the morning light, but a thick killing intent!

There was a loud bang, like the ancient bell in the temple being struck, and the bell did not wake up the famous and wealthy guest, but it was to knock out an uninvited guest!

In the flash of purple light, a figure took a few steps back, and with a panicked expression, his gaze fell on Wu Ming's shoulder, looking at Yang Lin in the hope of confirming Yang Lin's life and death.

Wu Ming said: "You are Wei Wentong, right? To be honest, your tactics are good, if it weren't for me as a troublemaker, you should have won the game! It's a pity that smart people have a bad problem, that is, they are too confident, if you are not too confident today, continue to drag on, I believe that we really have nothing to do with you in this game." ”

Wei Wentong didn't have Wu Ming's words, he had already recognized Wu Ming's identity from the iconic big black sword, he knew that he couldn't be Wu Ming's opponent, so he tiptoed a little, his body jumped backwards, and under the flash of purple light, there was no longer his figure on the ground.

Wu Ming threw Yang Lin on his shoulder into the air, and the Cloud Crane tacitly hung Yang Lin, threw him on his back, and then flew into the air.

The golden light appeared, Wu Ming's figure disappeared with a flash, and in the time when he didn't have time to breathe, the sound of thumping came and went, and the purple light and gold kept colliding in the seemingly uninhabited place.

Suddenly, the golden light was as dazzling as the midday sun, and the surrounding air seemed to be burned with golden light, boiling into a thick flame.

The sound of swishing, it was the shadow of the knife that broke through the sky, and the shadow of the knife shone with purple light, and the purple light seemed to be the most exquisite brush, outlining the seemingly disorderly knife light into a piece of the river, and the river was expanding wildly in the flames, as if it wanted to extinguish the flames.

Although the rivers and mountains in the sword light are beautiful, they can't suppress the splendor of the sun, and although the sword intent is sharp, it can't cross the gap in strength.

There was a loud bang, the ground didn't burst, and the sand sprayed into the sky, leaving a large hole in the ground, like a small basin, and the two figures stood on both sides of the pothole, looking at each other vigilantly.

Wu Ming said: "General Wei, it is said that smart people can easily be overconfident, such shortcomings are particularly obvious in you, you came alone, this is the second mistake you made today, since you came, I can't let you leave so easily." ”

Wei Wentong smiled: "I admit that you are very strong, but you can't kill me for a while, as long as it drags on for a while, my soldiers will come." ”

Wu Ming naturally knew that the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard were rushing to this side, and he said in a very calm tone: "Xiao Yong, Turning Cloud Crane, you must end the battle as soon as possible!"

Xiao Yong shouted his order, the Cloud Turning Crane swooped from a high altitude, seventy-eight phoenix spirit beasts were driven by the Tang Sect disciples, and cooperated with the Cloud Turning Crane to start encircling and suppressing the Wing Dragon Beast Knights, the cyan light in the sky with different shades was constantly colliding, as long as the Wing Dragon Beast was entangled by the Phoenix Spirit Beast, the Cloud Turning Crane was to pounce on it and peck it, with the absolute gap in strength, it quickly solved the life of the Wing Dragon Beast, and then the Tang Sect disciples easily cooperated with their own Phoenix Spirit Beast to complete the fatal blow to the dragon horse.

With the tacit cooperation, the phoenix spirit beast was only killed, while the fifty pterosaur beasts were all wiped out, and the fifty dragoons were all killed, and all this was only in less than a moment.

The battle in the air was so fierce that for the imperial court, it could be directly described as tragic, but as the two planners of today's big battle, they watched flawlessly, they didn't have any superfluous words at this time, only the collision of swords and swords.

In the hazy sand flying, the sword light suddenly picked up, and the golden light just shone into the junction of the mountains and rivers in the sword shadow, so the mountains and rivers were separated, and the rivers and mountains in the sword light naturally ceased to exist.

With a muffled sound, Wei Wentong flew away, he forcibly operated his vitality, and at the cost of spitting blood from his tendons, he reluctantly unloaded the power from the war knife, he flipped over, and fell heavily on the ground, constantly gasping in his mouth.

Wu Ming waved his big sword, and the sword power turned into a gale, erasing the blur between the two at once, he looked at Wei Wentong not far away, and said: "My sword is not bullying you, this sword just broke your sword intent." ”

Wei Wentong smoothed down and said, "I lost this battle convincingly, and it was only at this moment that I believed that you were really the descendant of Brother Wu! It turns out that your attainments in sword skills are also terrifying!"

Wu Ming said: "No need to compliment, since you are convinced, then I will also send you on the road!"

Wei Wentong said: "Although I lost, the Holy Lord must not lose!"

Wu Ming sneered: "I'm afraid I can't help you!"