Chapter 410 [A sword comes from the west, and the clouds move in all directions]

In front of the army of Baiyun City, Murong Bo's robe swayed wildly in the wind, his eyes looked at the figure of Murong Jue who was stabbing at him with a sword in a hurry, the long sword in his hand stood up, and bursts of sword light flashed on the sword body, and he slashed at Murong Jue without hesitation. If you love to play and watch, you can come to the Internet......

"Boom...... Boom... Boom......"

"Bang dang..."

When the long swords in the hands of the two collided violently, the sound of the sound of two swords in unison immediately came from the battlefield.

The figures of the two of them changed in turn in the battlefield, drawing out the afterimage of the Dao, and a fierce bloody battle began.

And the tripartite army of Baiyun City, the Black Demon Sect, and the Biyou Palace, also immediately fought together like a swarm when Murong Jue and Murong Bo were in a bloody battle.

By the time the three armies had been locked in a bloody battle for three hours, there were only more than 2,000 people left.

There were a total of 1,700 people left in the Biyou Palace and the Dark Demon Sect, and the army of Baiyun City had also plummeted to more than 1,100 people.

Most of the martial arts cultivation of the tripartite army is only in the realm of earth martial arts and heavenly martial arts, and only a few people have reached the realm of Xuanwu.

And when the battle was going on in the fourth hour, the Xuanwu realm personnel in the three armies were even more sharply reduced to more than twenty people. This is undoubtedly a tragic and bloody battle for the three armies.

From more than 7,000 people at the beginning of the war, it quickly increased to more than 2,000 people, and more than 5,000 people died.

Looking at the corpses inside and outside Baiyun City, a scene of rivers of blood, watching their own people die in front of their eyes and can no longer stand up, the rest of the three armies are completely red-eyed, as long as they can still stand up, as long as they can still wave the weapons in their hands, they all have a sudden rise of war intent in their hearts, and they have no fear at all rushing into the local army.

For them at this moment, death is so close to themselves, but they don't have any fear in their hearts, but they feel that it is a great honor to be able to die quickly.

If they can kill more enemy soldiers before they die in battle, fight for a chance for their own disciples to live, and strive for victory for their own sect, then their death is not more meaningful.

The eldest husband was born in heaven and earth, so he should naturally stand between heaven and earth, and death, for a real warrior, for a man with a military soul and blood in his body, is just a small process before reincarnation.

Death is not terrible.

What is terrible is the cringe and retreat in the face of death.

For a man, for a soldier, death is definitely not the final end of life.

Death, the death that can die on the battlefield, the death that can die to kill the enemy, is just another rebirth of life.

This kind of rebirth is called faith.

This belief comes from the depths of the soul, from everyone who has a bloody nature, and has not lost it.

People who have this kind of belief, even if they die on the battlefield, even if there are no bones left after death, their souls will exist forever between this heaven and earth.

It exists in the depths of the soul of every person who has faith and blood.

Although they are dead, their souls and their faith will live on forever.

It is driven by this belief that the armies of the three parties do not hesitate, do not fear death, and there is a resolute and resolute murderous aura flowing from all over their bodies and within every body cell, and they fiercely attack and kill the enemy army.

Among them, the army of Baiyun City is the most prominent.

The disciples of Baiyun City have accepted the concept of defending the holy land Baiyun City to the death since they were young, and for the disciples of the holy land Baiyun City, Baiyun City is a sacred place in their hearts, and it must not be captured by the enemy.

If Baiyun City was captured by the enemy, it would mean that the holy land in their hearts would be read by the enemy, and the faith in their hearts would be trampled on by the enemy.

Such a consequence is something they do not want to see, and they will never let it happen.

Therefore, in the face of the fierce attacks launched by the armies of the Biyou Palace and the Black Demon Sect, the armies on the side of Baiyun City did not have a single disciple who flinched from the battle.

Every disciple is determined to defend the dignity of the holy land of Baiyun City.

Every disciple was determined to defend Baiyun City to the death and never let the enemy completely capture Baiyun City, and launched a fierce counterattack against the combined forces of the Black Demon Sect and Biyou Palace.

By the seventh hour of the fierce battle between the three armies, the personnel of the three armies had been reduced to just over 1,100 in total.

There were still more than 900 people left in the army of Biyou Palace and the Black Demon Sect, but the army on the side of Baiyun City was directly reduced to just over 200 people.

This is tantamount to fatal for the entire battle situation.

If the army on the side of White Cloud City continues to be drastically reduced like this, the side of White Cloud City will definitely be wiped out, and there will never be any chance to defeat the armies of the Dark Demon Sect and the Blue Shadow Palace.

Not to mention, protect Baiyun City from being captured by the enemy.

However, in the face of the increasingly fierce battle, the army on the side of Baiyun City no longer had any resistance power, and the entire battle situation almost fell to the side of the Black Demon Sect and Biyou Palace.

And although the army of Baiyun City was still desperately resisting the attack of the two armies of the Black Demon Sect and the Biyou Palace, not a single disciple took a step back, but because the personnel of the army were rapidly reduced, they were killed on the spot one after another, and the entire defense line had been completely broken by the armies of the Black Demon Sect and the Biyou Palace, and the battlefield was directly advanced to the outside of the inner hall of Baiyun City.

And Murong Bo, who had been fighting with Murong Jue at a high altitude, couldn't take out to rescue his disciples in Baiyun City at all, and could only watch as the disciples on his side of Baiyun City fell one after another under the butcher's knives of the armies of the Black Demon Sect and Biyou Palace, looking so pale and helpless.

"Ah.......h

Seeing his disciples in Baiyun City fall in a pool of blood one by one, unable to stand up again, Murong Bo, who was in a bloody battle with Murong Jue, suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared: "Murong Jue, in this life and this life, I, Murong Bo, vow to kill you with my own hands, to comfort the souls of the thousands of disciples who died in Baiyun City, to comfort the people of my Xianbei tribe, and to comfort the ancestors of my Xianbei tribe." ”

"Flying immortals outside the sky, the eighth weight, a sword comes from the west, and the clouds move in all directions..."

After a long roar from the sky, a thick white light instantly erupted from Murong Bo's body, enveloping his entire body in it, and the long sword in his hand seemed to sense the change of true qi in his master's body, and suddenly erupted with a fierce sword roar, and his figure flashed rapidly in the air, and stabbed towards Murong Jue on the opposite side.

"A sword comes from the west, and the clouds move in all directions? As far as I know, this is already all you can do, and I'll wait for you to do your best. Looking at Murong Bo's fierce sword that suddenly stabbed towards him, Murong Jue didn't bother at all, and said coldly: "After this sword, you will become a completely wasted person." This sword is also the last sword of your life. Murong Bo, take me with a sword. ”

"Ninety-nine phases, all changes are precipitous..."

"Murong Bo, my Netherworld Sword Technique has been practiced to the ninth level, ninety-nine phaseless, all changes are born steeply, although your Flying Immortal Sword Technique is the same as my Netherworld Sword Technique, but at this time you have only practiced to the eighth level, one sword comes from the west, the clouds move in all directions, and you have not yet practiced to the ninth level, the human sword is one, and ten thousand swords return to the sect. So, you're no match for me at all. ”

"Suffer death, Murong Bo."

After Murong Jue finished speaking coldly, his eyes froze, and a burst of black gas instantly filled Zhou's body, and he swung his sword and stabbed at Murong Bo fiercely.

The figures of Murong Bo and Murong Jue were like a lightning bolt at this moment, and above the two long swords in their hands, a natural white sword light and a black sword light with a dark body flashed out.

When the white sword and black sword light flashing out of the two long swords surged and rolled above the long sword construction, and scattered in all directions, it was like a white dragon and a black dragon tearing in the sky, and two deafening sword roars were emitted.

"Wow ......"

"Boom......"

"Hiss hiss hiss ......"

Before the long swords in the hands of the two of them really touched everything, there was a fierce sword roar in mid-air, which made the entire sky surge......

After falling into a storm above the sky, an extremely strong coercion immediately poured down from above to below, directly blowing the three armies that were caught in the big battle below and slamming them down to the ground, killing countless people on the spot.

"Boom ......."

After the three armies that were caught in the big battle below were blown out by the surging sword sound that was rapidly pouring down from the sky, and smashed heavily on the ground, the long sword attack in the hands of Murong Bo and Murong Jue finally collided violently in the sky....

As soon as the long swords in the hands of the two collided violently in the sky, a mountain and river trembled, and the sound of surging vibration immediately formed a whirlpool from the sky, and it flew rapidly in all directions...

Wherever the whirlpool formed by the fierce sound of the sword sound, the clouds in the sky were blown away in an instant, leaving no trace.

"Ah......h

When the fierce sword roar above the sky sounded loudly, and it swung rapidly in all directions, Murong Bo above the sky suddenly let out a long roar of pain, and his whole body seemed to have lost his strength, and he fell violently to the ground.

"Boom ......."

After a heavy sound sounded on the ground, Murong Bo's body had already fallen heavily on the ground, and streams of bright red blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and on his left chest, a wound that pierced his back suddenly burst out of strands of plasma, and his face was even more bruised and his eyes were dull, and the whole person was no longer the same as before.

And after Murong Bo's body fell heavily to the ground, Murong Bo's long sword fell from the sky to the ground, making a crisp 'clang-clang' sound, and fell to Murong Bo's right hand