"Ahem... cough..."Ye Xuan was half-kneeling, if it weren't for leaning on the Xiaoyao Sword, I am afraid that he would not be able to support it at this moment and fell to the ground. His face was full of ice ballast on his beard, which he had been caring for. "You're really—" said Dillin, gasping as he leaned back against an icicle, "to impress me!"

In the previous battle, Yuan Meng's leader died with the mentality of dying together, but he also seriously injured the Demon Sect leader. Without time to rest, Di Lin greeted this middle-aged man named Sword Immortal. After some fighting, both of them were at the end of their crossbows at this time.

"I know we've already lost. Ye Xuan gritted his teeth and said, "But I will fight until the last second and never die." "Ha, you didn't lose. Di Lin closed his eyes and said with a wry smile, "Actually, I lost." He regained his strength, straightened up, and looked at the chaotic battlefield below. At this time, the Demon Sect people have already occupied the absolute upper part, and it is only a matter of time before they destroy the people of the rivers and lakes.

"After this, your statement is that you eliminated me, defeated the Demon Cult, and saved the rivers and lakes. Di Lin looked at Ye Xuan. "What... Meaning..."Ye Xuan asked with difficulty, but he didn't get an answer, only an arrogant but sad laugh.

"Di Lin is ashamed of the saint, and he is already tired. Standing on the edge of the cliff, Dilin shouted, "Everyone, please help me one last time!" The Demon Cultists stopped their movements one after another, waiting for the final fate to come.

Dilin urged his internal forces, an action that caused him to spit out a large mouthful of blood. He recited a passage of Sanskrit, only to see a trace of black qi draw out of the demon cultist's body, converging in midair. After losing the support of the black qi, the disciples lost their life characteristics as if they had lost their souls. The black qi tangled with each other in mid-air, wailing for a while, and finally condensed into a sword-like shape with Di Lin's shout, faintly shining with golden light. After regaining his strength, a golden sword fell in the air and stuck on top of the corpses.

"Imperial Sword, see. Dilin muttered, turning around. Ye Xuan found that Di Lin, who was originally a young man, was already in shape at this time, and his eyes were black and red, and he couldn't see his previous tenacity and ambition at all. "You... What did you do?" Ye Xuan said in horror, everything in front of him was completely beyond his comprehension, but Di Lin ignored him.

"Spirit—" he called softly, and a woman appeared in front of him, as if she had been standing there. "Give the Imperial Sword to the Holy Lord, and ask him to forgive the ministers for no longer being able to serve. My mission is complete, and the only way to do this is death. Di Lin said slowly. The woman nodded slightly, and then disappeared from sight. Di Lin laughed dryly and staggered towards the sunset.

"In the next, the owner of the sword-casting village, Qian Tong. Qian Tong saluted, "The general's merits are shocking to the barbarians, why bother us and other displaced people?" "As a general, act under orders." Qi Ji said lightly, "Qi Jiajun, rush!"

"It seems that there is no way to negotiate. Qian Tong's face was ruthless, "That is the case, I am afraid of a bird, forge a sword, rush!"

The two sides rushed to one place, and for a moment they were evenly matched. If this trial has a Forbes list, Boss Qian is definitely on the list, and he himself is willing to spend money, so the disciples of Sword Casting Village are not inferior to Qi Jiajun in terms of equipment. However, the Qi family army has been on the battlefield for a long time, and can find the enemy's flaws in addition to fighting, which is an advantage that the disciples of Sword Casting Village do not have.

Qian Tong and Qi Ji implemented the principle of ace to ace, and they greeted each other as soon as they came up. Casting Sword Zhuang does not pay attention to internal strength, their philosophy is that the external force is matched with a good sword, and the world is invincible. Qian Tong's own saber is simple and unpretentious on the surface, and it is unknown in the rivers and lakes, but it is indeed a good sword, a sword made by him with extraterrestrial meteoric iron, the only one in the world. "Heh, take it!" Qian Tong shouted, "Zhan Lu swordsmanship!"

The Meteorite Sword changed its moves several times, turning it into a stab, then turning the stab to do a split, and finally returning to the stabbing to end the move. Dazzling, Qi Ji accurately blocked every blow. He is good at using double swords, unlike Qian Tong, he does not have good materials for casting weapons and has no good casting opportunities, so his double swords are at most superior, and if they collide with the Meteoric Iron Sword, they will be destroyed. But the experienced Qi Ji naturally wouldn't go head-to-head with Qian Tong, he skillfully dissociated, so that most of the additional power on the Meteorite Sword was unloaded on Qian Tong himself, rather than on his double blades.

Only this way, the two made a judgment. Qi Ji's kung fu is far away from Qian Tong's body, if it weren't for the danger of damage to the weapon he is used to, Qi Ji could have taken his life at the same time as Qian Tong's change of tricks just now.

"Is it still necessary to fight? Qi Ji said lightly. Although he has never met Qian Tong, in fact, he owes Qian Tong a favor and does not want to kill them all. In the early days of the fight against the sea bandits, military expenses were tight, and it was Qian Tong who supported a large amount of money to the southeast garrison to help the Qi family army tide over the difficulties.

"Haha," Qian Tong said with a smile, "General Qi, please rest assured, in the past, I sponsored General Qi who guarded the border for the country, not General Qi who killed the rivers and lakes today." There are no grudges between the two of us here, only you live and die. When you return to the border pass, take care of the sword casting village, and you should return the original favor. ”

"Qi, I know. Qi Ji knew that it was impossible for the two of them to compromise due to their different positions, so he stopped saying a word, took the initiative to attack, and slashed at Qian Tong along the two roads with two knives. Qian Tong only blocked one knife with a horizontal sword, but he couldn't take care of the other knife and was cut between his waist and abdomen. Crash... The brocade clothes can't stop the sharp blade, but the stainless steel chain mail that Qian Tong hides inside can.

Although the fate of being cut in two was avoided, the force that penetrated through the armor still caused Qian Tong to suffer serious internal injuries, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and spit it out. Qi Ji is not the kind of person who has to force for a while to help the author finish the battle in the end, as long as he makes a move, he wants to kill and injure the enemy as much as possible, at this time, he immediately turned the left knife blocked by the meteoric iron sword, and the hilt of the sword slammed into Qian Tong's face.

Qian Tong fell to the ground, his eyes shining with gold stars. He only survived two moves under Qi Ji, and the strength of the two was completely different from the same level. At the same time, the disciples of Sword Casting Village also began to fall into disadvantage. Qi Jiajun found that these disciples basically had no experience in coordinated combat, and basically fought their own battles, and sometimes even injured friendly soldiers by mistake. Even if there was no immediate command from the generals, they still spontaneously changed their formation, formed groups of threes and twos, and fought in coordination. Those who are responsible for attacking will attack with all their might, and those who are responsible for defense will fill the vacancies for them, and suddenly the balance of the battlefield is tilted, and the Sword Forge Village has no way to organize effective countermeasures.

"Do you have any last words to bring to your family?" Qi Ji asked, "Please tell my daughter," Qian Tong smiled bitterly, "Don't ruin my whole family business." "Okay..."Qi Ji was about to make a move, but he heard a whistling, and an arrow shot straight into his face.

"So fast..."The speed of the arrow was far faster than the regular bow and arrow he usually encountered on the battlefield, Qi Ji could not completely dodge, he rolled to the point that half of the arrow had arrived, and it was shot on his right shoulder, and the excellent shoulder armor removed most of its strength, but Qi Ji was still injured, and blood flowed out of the hole where the shoulder armor was shot.

"I've made a note of the speed of your arrows, and I won't let you succeed next time. Qi Ji pulled out the arrow, although the blood flow was faster, but the arrow on his shoulder really affected his movements. While he was forced to retreat, two disciples of the Realm Qingmen seized the opportunity to snatch Qian Tong back. "It's a pity that I wasn't the one who fought with you. A blonde girl with a bow shrugged her shoulders and said, "Sister Ergou, I'll leave it to you." ”

"Sorry, it's late. Ke Hui pulled out the Heavenly Sword, "There are people in the back mountain who want to steal their homes." ”