This move of the emperor-level sword cultivation can be described as turning his hand into a cloud and covering his hand as rain, looking at those fallen archers, Du Wei only felt that his heart was stabbed fiercely, and the strength of the emperor-level powerhouse, like the pressure of substance, made him almost unable to breathe.

Only now did he remember the fear of being dominated by an emperor-level powerhouse.

Emperor-level powerhouses, the qi pockets around their bodies are connected to heaven and earth, and they can mobilize a large amount of heaven and earth aura around them, and their understanding and application of the laws of heaven and earth, ordinary people and even martial artists, can not resist at all.

A small-scale battle, an emperor-level powerhouse can completely influence the tide of the battle.

Those who can fight against emperor-level powerhouses can only be emperor-level powerhouses.

General Ao Ding looked at the family enshrinement next to him and shook his head slightly, "Old man, you are not his opponent. ”

The old worshipper smiled indifferently, "Although I haven't been able to cross the border to become an emperor, I have already crossed the threshold with one foot, and it is not that I am without the strength to fight." ”

At this moment of conversation between the two, the emperor-level sword cultivator had already sent out dozens of terrifying sword intents, and nearly a hundred soldiers defending the city on the city wall were immediately cut into countless pieces by the sword intent.

In the face of the sword intent from those emperor-level powerhouses, the sergeants could not dodge, let alone defend, they could only watch as the sword intent attacked, and then they were cut into countless pieces.

They simply didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

Fear and despair spread across the walls.

There were even many sergeants who were so frightened that they threw away their weapons and fell to the ground.

If this continues, I'm afraid that without those enemies attacking the city, this emperor-level sword cultivator will be able to make the entire Yonghui City lose the power to resist.

General Ao Ding bowed deeply to the old worship, and said in a deep voice, "Congratulations to Mr."

He knew that if the old man went, it would be a dead end, so this greeting was a farewell between life and death.

The old worshipper endured General Ao Ding's worship, laughed, jumped down from the city, and the sergeants exclaimed, but the next moment, the old man's figure flew up out of thin air, like an arrow from the string, straight towards the emperor-level sword cultivator in mid-air.

On the way to fly, the old worshipper spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, drawing talismans with blood, and countless violent evil qi suddenly gushed out, condensing into dozens of fierce blood, roaring angrily and crashing into the emperor-level sword cultivator.

With a wave of his hand, the majestic sword intent poured out, smashing those blood mist into a puff of blood mist, but to his surprise, those blood mist suddenly contracted and condensed, turning into a giant blood mist, and slammed into it.

The emperor-level sword cultivator was not in a hurry to dodge, he was hit by the blood, his body retreated dozens of meters, and blood marks suddenly appeared on his body.

"I didn't expect that a mere nine-star martial artist, this blow could actually reach the level of emperor-level power. The emperor-level sword cultivator was a little surprised, but then shook his head, "But it's still too bad." ”

He unfolded the martial flower realm, and the aura of heaven and earth turned into countless small flying swords, hovering around him, he pointed forward with his two fingers together, and a flying sword suddenly flew out.

"So fast!" Old Worship was shocked in his heart, and summoned a blood-colored shield to block in front of him, and the martial branch realm unfolded, but the next moment, the flying sword directly passed through the shield that was as solid as fine iron, leaving a bloody hole in his left shoulder.

Emperor-level sword cultivator said coldly, "If you are allowed to cultivate for a few more years, I'm afraid you will still have a chance to cross that threshold, but now, your time of death has arrived." ”

Cao's siege ladder has been erected on the city wall, the fierce enemy army climbed to the top of the city along the ladder, brandished the sword, cut down the defending sergeant who pounced on the city, and more enemy troops continued to climb to the top of the city, occupy a point, and continue to spread around.

Seeing that the city wall was about to be lost, General Ao Ding led his guards to rush and kill for a while, but he couldn't stop more and more enemies.

"General, I can't hold it anymore!" Yuan Chongshan swung his sword and cut off an enemy's hand and protected it in front of General Ao Ding.

More and more of the defending sergeants fell.

General Ao Ding's face showed a look of pain, and he roared, "Everyone, follow me, let's go out of the city!"

With a shout, the soldiers of the city who were scattered around rushed over, followed him down the city, opened the gates, and rushed out.

In the camp of the Cao army, a detective came to report, "The city gate has been opened, and the traitor Ao Ding has rushed out with five hundred remnants." ”

General Cao nodded and said to himself, "It's finally waiting for you." Then he ordered, "Qinghe, you quickly lead the five thousand soldiers and horses of your headquarters to meet the attack, no matter whether you live or die, you must leave Ao Ding behind!"

An adjutant general took the order.

Five thousand elites, against five hundred people in Aoding, there is no reason to lose at all.

Five hundred remnants of soldiers went out of the city, more than 300 personal guards guarded Ao Ding in the middle, Yuan Chongshan rushed to the front with a long sword, and soon collided with the attacking five thousand elites.

Yuan Chongshan roared and rushed into the enemy formation, waving his long sword, and every time he went out, he could harvest the life of an enemy.

However, five hundred remnants of soldiers against five thousand elites who were waiting for work, no matter how brave Yuan Chongshan was, he was only a martial artist of the seven-star realm after all.

The more than 100 soldiers who rushed out of the city quickly died, and the remaining 300 or so guards were also rapidly decreasing.

Seeing a guard fall in a pool of blood, Ao Ding's heart ached like a knife, he slammed the horse's belly, rushed forward, and grabbed the horse chopping knife that slashed at a young guard, the huge force shook his mouth numb, he made a mistake with the iron sword, slashed it horizontally, and cut off the sturdy enemy soldier.

The young guard looked at Ao Ding gratefully, and before the words "Thank you, General......" could be spoken, suddenly a cold light flashed, and the young guard's head suddenly flew up.

The cold light continued unabated, hitting Ao Ding's chest.

General Ao Ding subconsciously blocked with his sword, and when he heard a ding, a huge force came, and General Ao Ding was directly knocked out and smashed to the ground.

The general fell off his horse, and the surrounding guards hurriedly stepped forward to rescue, but among the many enemy troops, they were all mud bodhisattvas who crossed the river and could not protect themselves, and finally three people rushed over, but they were quickly killed by the surrounding enemy troops.

The lieutenant named Qinghe stepped out of the crowd, and a long sword whistled down, slashing at Ao Ding's head from top to bottom.

Ao Ding suddenly raised his sword, the two swords struck each other, and exploded a dazzling spark, that Qinghe was originally an eight-star martial artist, and Ao Ding's cultivation was greatly reduced, and he was able to fight until now, completely relying on his will to die, at this time, in the face of a blow from an eight-star powerhouse, he couldn't hold on anymore, his body was weak, and he fell to the ground, Qinghe's sword was blocked, leaned to the side, embedded in Ao Ding's left shoulder, and cut off his entire shoulder and arm.

Blood gushed from the wound on his left shoulder.

At this moment, all the guards are dead.

Yuan Chongshan wailed, brandishing his long sword to rush this way, but between him and General Ao Ding, there were hundreds of elite soldiers.

Qinghe turned over and dismounted, came to General Ao Ding, and said in a cold voice, "General Ao Ding, I'm sorry." ”

General Ao Ding raised his head and looked at the young lieutenant general in front of him, "I only have two regrets in my life, one is that I failed to kill the queen of the country with my own hands, and the other is that I couldn't see the last side of my son." ”

Qinghe was slightly stunned, shook his head, and then swung his sword.

"You're damned. ”

A cold light flashed.

A human head falls to the ground.

(End of chapter)