On the continent of Yuanfa, in the north-central part of the country, there is a large river that has been flowing for thousands of years, called the Nipro River.

A few decades ago, this vast river was once the border between the two countries, with the walled city of Aran on the border of Rosen to the south and the vast territory of the Duchy of Velo to the north.

A cold wind blew from the north, and the banners on the walls of the city of Aram were violent.

From the city walls, you can see that the waters of the Nepro River are glowing red in the setting sun today. It wasn't just the color of the sunset, but also because there was so much blood flowing into the river.

The combined forces of Willow and Nian were engaged with Rosen's defenders, and the two sides totaled nearly 100,000 horses, like two dark clouds covering the sky mixed together, and like two surging waves colliding together.

After the cavalry charge failed, the shield phalanx quickly pushed forward, cooperated with the spearmen to stabilize the formation, and then the crossbowmen far exceeded the shooting, consuming the strength of the coalition army. With such skillful cooperation, it can be seen that this is not only an elite army, but also the excellent command ability of Lawson's Second Templar Captain Adelson, who is the commander of this battle.

There is no doubt that Rosen has already taken out the old bottom and does not want to let the coalition go any further.

But even so, it only lasted for two quarters of an hour, and Lawson's formation was torn apart little by little.

The burly Velo warriors roared, rushing into the enemy line with all their might, slashing the blades in their hands at the enemy, the hatred of destroying the country was hidden in their chests and beating with their hearts, the indomitable spirit and full of blood flowed together, and in their eyes they could only see madness, not a trace of fear.

As the formation was broken away, the battlefield developed into a fierce white-knuckle battle, the cold Pu knife cut off the enemy's head, the sharp spear pierced the armor and then pierced the chest, there were dead people everywhere, blood soaked the ground, stumps and corpses were trampled under the feet of the soldiers, the scene was extremely bloody,

In the midst of these tens of thousands of battlefields, from time to time there are places where sand and gravel fly, spirit beasts roar, and where fires, thunder, and hurricanes whirl...

There were quite a few cultivators in the armies of both sides, and this was not unusual.

And these masters, who were originally superior in strength and claimed to be able to fight a hundred enemies and a thousand horses, really stirred into the battlefield of 100,000 people, and faced the soldiers who seemed to be endlessly shouting and killing, only to realize that they were so inconspicuous.

It's just a few waves in the ocean.

But there was one place, where the golden light exploded, and it was so dazzling that the surrounding soldiers gave up a distance of more than 100 meters, leaving an empty circle in the midst of the ten thousand armies.

There were two people fighting inside, it was Benjamin, the deputy commander of the rebels of the Source Law Continent, who was fighting to the death with the Divine Court of Aran City.

Under the banner of the Chinese army of the combined forces of Vero and Nian, there is a royal chariot pulled by four green deer, and the princess Yasna of Vero is on it.

This once young and kind woman has matured a lot in just a few months, and the noble temperament in her bones has also been revealed, in the face of such a cruel battlefield, listening to the earth-shaking roar, she can also sit up straight without fear.

It's just that the unconsciously clenched fists and the complicated look in her eyes that are difficult to hide can still show the worry and unbearability in her heart.

She looked at the glittering battle, hoping that the winner would be decided sooner.

Because the victory or defeat in that place is enough to affect the entire battle situation.

Now, every second, more than a dozen lives are also dying like weeds, including Rosen's soldiers and her people of Willow.

"I think you'd better step back." Luo Ling appeared under the chariot, he stared at the battlefield, and said: "Their formation is out of order, in order to stabilize the morale of the army, maybe some masters will be mobilized to kill you." ”

Luo Ling accompanied Yasna to return to the country, participated in many battles, experienced a lot of things, and he was no longer the shy boy who couldn't do without his mother.

"I can't go back." Yasna bit her lower lip and shook her head, "If I retreat, our military spirit will be damaged." ”

"Don't worry, we'll protect the princess." The three loyal guards of Tadon, Cleus, and Unomon stood guard in front of the king.

Luo Ling was uneasy, but he knew that Yasna was now the support of the people of Verlo, the heart of the army, and if she didn't retreat, those soldiers would not retreat.

Luo Ling looked ahead, vigilantly observing the movements of Rosen's troops, but happened to see two figures chasing and passing from not far away. "Skywalkers are getting better these days." Luo Ling muttered to himself in his heart, and then muttered, "It would be nice if Brother Jiang Ling was here." ”

Those two figures moved quickly and were agile, and they could pass through the chaotic army that was fighting fiercely. The man running wildly in front was holding a double knife, and it was Sun Yeyu.

"Where to go!" The player chasing behind him suddenly jumped up and stepped on the shoulders of a Willow warrior into the air, while the warrior who was stepped on by him could not bear the force, his shoulder collapsed, and his body fell directly to the ground, and the next moment he was pierced in the head by the enemy's spear.

The player was wearing a light purple robe, holding a double sword, and first swung the sword with his left hand in mid-air, and the slender sword slashed through the air, drawing a purple trajectory visible to the naked eye, and this sharp sword qi quickly slashed towards Sun Yeyu.

"King Qin's Sword Technique Seventh Style! Purple Stormfall! ”

As soon as the sword move came out, there was no need to guess the name of this swordsman, it was William Hao, who had achieved the thirty-fourth place in the last battle.

The sword move of the left hand has been released, and William Hao has used the right hand sword without pause, but the sword that is relatively short and three inches wide and half a minute wide is slashed behind him, "The fifth style of King Qin's swordsmanship, the clouds see the sun!" ”

This sword slashed out, and a wave of qi erupted behind Hao William, providing an extremely strong thrust, causing Hao William's figure to rush diagonally downward with that purple sword qi.

Sun Yeyu knew that no matter how fast he was, he couldn't outrun the sword qi, so he simply turned around to resist, he danced his double swords, and the cold rays were connected into a piece, turning into a silver lotus flower, and the purple sword qi was neutralized.

But William Hao's figure also came closer, and he swung his left-handed sword again, and the long sword slashed out a phantom, and the attack was like a torrential rain.

"King Qin's swordsmanship fourth style, rain and rain!"

The silver lotus flower lasted for a few seconds in the torrential rain, and the trajectory of the twin knives was clear, but it still shattered the sword shadow first, and saw that the blade was about to fall on Hao William. But at this moment, William Hao had also fallen to the ground, and he used his right-handed sword again.

"King Qin's swordsmanship third style, vicissitudes of thunder!"

The dagger drew the trail of lightning, slashing at great speed and bursting with extremely powerful force.

This sword is clean and sharp.

The silver sword that bloomed into a lotus flower disappeared in an instant.

Sun Yeyu took a few steps back, his left hand sank, and the long knife almost came off, because a bloody wound had been torn open on his left shoulder, which was a foot long, from his chest to his shoulder, and it was so deep that he could even see the bones.

"You're a lot stronger than the last time we met, stronger than I thought, but you still lost." William Hao stepped forward to follow, and slashed a rushing Willow warrior with a sword in his hand, his eyes kept falling on Sun Yeyu.

"If you lose, it's really inferior to others." Sun Yeyu moved his left hand slightly, and found that it was already very difficult to hold the knife, let alone swing the knife.

"Your collarbone is broken." William Hao didn't rush to make a move, he confirmed that Sun Yeyu had no strength to fight back, and then said: "I remember that your ranking is around one hundred and fifty, right?" Looks like I'm going to say goodbye to you. ”

"If you win this game, there is still hope." Sun Yeyu responded calmly.

"If you die, the points will be reduced a lot, and even if you win this game, it may not send you into the top 100." William Hao pointed at Sun Yeyu with a long sword, and said indifferently: "You may not win this game, and... I don't have a reason to let you go. ”

Sun Yeyu knew that what he said was right, his ranking was very dangerous, no matter whether he won or lost, as long as he died on the battlefield, he would face the possibility of being eliminated. But how can he be a person who gives up easily?

His right hand moved slightly, and the crimson glow shone on the smooth surface of his knife, reflecting off his face, and the pair of bright eyes were dyed with glow, as if a fire had been ignited.

He swung his knife suddenly, and this silver ray was wrapped in the brilliance of the setting sun.

Burning eyes, burning cold.

William Hao raised his long sword, and the sword body became transparent in this instant, like a swift wind.

The next moment, an arm flew into the sky, and the long sword in his hand gradually appeared.

William Hao took two steps back, looked at his broken arm with a little pain on his face, and looked at Sun Yeyu in surprise, he didn't expect that Sun Yeyu would burst out with a very strong blow when he was dying.

Sun Yeyu's body was falling backwards.

Before he could cut off William's arm, the sword slashed through his chest, slicing several ribs and splitting his sternum open.

The nineteen-year-old boy was lying in a pool of blood.

He looked at the sky above him, there was no unwillingness, no resentment in his eyes, only a little regret.

He felt his consciousness grow more blurred, his eyelids sinking as if they were a thousand pounds, but he tried to keep his eyes open and look at the sky above him.

The thin clouds were stretched long, and the setting sun reflected them, like a red and yellow satin, and like a fairy's skirt, floating lightly in the sky.

What a beautiful sky.

Sun Yeyu showed a hint of an idiot smile, and said to himself in his heart: "It's a pity, I won't see it again in the future." ”

His vision became more and more blurred, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, Sun Yeyu seemed to see a blue bird flying through the sky, he raised his right hand and stretched it up with all his remaining strength, as if he wanted to catch the flying bird, and as if he wanted to hold this beautiful sky.

The bluebird flies under the clouds, flapps its wings, and sails into the distance.

The arm fell limply.

The nineteen-year-old boy said a silent farewell to the world that filled his eyes with color in the last rays of the sun.