Ya Martingale carried a long knife like a huge shield, and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty color, which he had not experienced for a long time, an opponent of the same realm. As his status increased, there were fewer battles among the undead, after all, although the undead were numerous, there were very few people who could become emperors.

It seems that every race is like this, there are too many sentient beings, and there are very few strong people who can reach the peak and see the mountains at a glance, and even more so on this path of cultivation.

And among the undead, the competition between emperors and emperors is not allowed to kill each other, or even maim them. In this way, the emperor has no interest in the competition, and the martingale is a warlike person, and he has no interest in such a competition at all, so he can only focus on the body of foreign creatures.

Looking at Tongtian in front of him, Ya Martingale walked quickly towards the other party, just before reaching the opponent's battle circle, he stretched out his hand and waved, the long knife in his hand suddenly turned into a streamer, and an extremely cold cold air came straight to Tongtian.

Seeing this, Tongtian also waved the long sword in his hand, a light like sunlight, and after touching it, the two qi rays suddenly turned into nothingness.

The first collision, neither of them used all their strength, and the result of the trial, just like the strength of the two, was almost the same, but Tongtian knew that they were not defeated by each other.

However, even if he is defeated, Tongtian is sure to escape from Ascension, and the other party wants to leave his life, which is really not enough. And as long as the Saint Venerable of the Undead Clan did not help the other party, there was a great chance that Tongtian would be able to defeat or even kill the other party.

The sword is like the scorching sun, the sword is like ice, the two play each other in this narrow space, just like chess opponents, starting a battle of life and death, and whether it is Karn standing on the stage, or standing under the city, they are secretly watching the two.

Only the soldiers on both sides were at war, and they did not care about the life-and-death battle between the two, because they did not dare to have the slightest distraction. And whether the two sides are friends or foes, they are secretly surrounded by the scope of the battle between the two, and they are deeply afraid that the disaster will affect Yangchi, and they will not know whether they will live or die at that time.

The collision between the two sides is not exciting, as the so-called layman looks lively, insiders look at the doorway, and the competition between the two is also the same. Streamers splash everywhere, swords are like dragons, they look at it in vain, they can't see the depth at all, and even in their eyes, the competition between the two is like a child's play, although it is very exciting, but why can't I understand it?

The long sword in Tongtian's hand went straight to the opponent's face, and the long knife in the opponent's hand was horizontal, like a shield-like protection, after Tongtian withdrew the sword in his hand, the opponent's long knife like a shield suddenly swept straight to Tongtian's neck, as if he wanted to cut off the opponent's head, but Tongtian moved horizontally to the left, and the bulky long knife swept into the air again.

At the moment, Tongtian saw that the long knife in the opponent's hand was extremely sharp and a rare artifact, but because its mass was too heavy, it seemed that the opponent was not so easy to control. And it is precisely because of this that Tongtian can easily deal with it, but even if Tongtian has a way to deal with it, it is difficult to break through the opponent's defense.

The long knife in the other party's hand is like a huge shield, super strong defense, very human strength, able to break through, I don't know where this guy came from, find such a strange long knife, isn't he afraid of being tired to death?

Just when Tongtian became more and more impatient, the smile on the corner of Ya Marting's mouth became thicker and thicker, everything was in his calculations, this guy seems to be rough and big, but his mind can be delicate? Defense, it is true that he is known for his defense among the undead, but those who are familiar with him know that his attacks are sharper, and they are definitely not comparable to others.

In the just fight, Ya Martingale has seen through the sharp attack of Tongtian, but compared with the two, the other party's attack is useless at all, and the defense cannot be compared with it, so there is no need for any temptation.

In an instant, Ya Martingale stretched out his hand to stand upside down the long knife in his hand, and the whole person was like a tank, turning into a streamer, and rushed straight to Tongtian to kill, which made Tongtian's brows tighten, and he secretly said in his heart: It's bad, it's underestimated, this guy is so cunning.

I thought that the other party was good at defense, and the speed would definitely not be fast, but I didn't expect the other party's speed to be so fast, so close to the distance, under the opponent's full strength, Tongtian wanted to dodge this impact, obviously it was too late.

'Boom'

In an instant, without waiting for Tongtian to react, he felt that his internal organs were in sharp pain, and the whole person seemed to be hit by an iron wall, and he was fiercely pretended to fly backwards.

The wails behind him were continuous, and it was obvious that countless disciples, because of him, had caused a lot of losses, and the other party was holding a long knife and turning into a streamer, pointing directly at his face, obviously wanting to shatter the godhead in his eyebrows, which made Tongtian feel extremely helpless in his heart.

Whether it was because of the disciples behind him, or the current predicament, Tongtian could only smash a piece of jade pendant in his hand, which was originally used to prevent the immortal saint venerable, but now it can only be used in advance, and he thought that as long as the saint venerable did not make a move, he would have a chance to kill the other party, who knew that the other party pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and almost killed him.

Ya Martingale looked at Tongtian who disappeared in mid-air, and his eyes instantly fell under the city, only to see that the leader was looking at Tongtian on the ground in horror, and he also used the power of Dao Rules, looking in his direction defensively.

The strength of the other party is similar to that of the Kahn Saint Venerable, and he is not able to match it, but he didn't expect the duck in his mouth to fly like this, which made Ya Martingale feel very unwilling.

But he couldn't help the other party's Saint Venerable, Ya Yan thought about it and finally stopped, and waved the long knife in his hand fiercely, and in an instant, a large number of the nine gods were all annihilated under his sword. The original advantage, under the attack of Ya Ying, the disciples of the Nine Halls were completely lost, and their morale was greatly reduced for a while, which made Feng Hou frown, and he raised his feet to go into battle in person.

"Cough, cough, cough, don't be so reckless in the weather, truce the war, right?"

Coughing a few times, after swallowing the divine pill handed over by the wind, Tongtian barely calmed the wounds of the internal organs, this time the loss was planted, not ten days and half a month, I am afraid that this body injury can not be raised.

"Well, are you alright?"

"It's okay, but I need to recuperate for a while. It was an altar, and although I had not seen through its origin, it was definitely the flesh and blood of our gods, absorbing its essence and supplying it to the undead. Weather, before we figure it out, I hope we can stop this fight, that altar feels so weird to me. ”

"Altar? This? The order goes down, and the troops are collected today. ”

Hearing the words of Tongtian's mouth and glancing at the city, Feng Hou also hesitated in his heart, and directly ordered a truce without any hesitation.

Indeed, as Tongtian said, if the other party relies on the flesh and blood of the nine gods, and a steady stream of undead puppets are derived, although relying on the strength of their own side, they may be able to defeat the other party, but it is also a fiasco. At present, the army of the fire flow has not arrived, and there are only more than three million people on this side, and it is difficult to break through the opponent's defense line, so after weighing the pros and cons, the wind and the wind immediately withdrew the troops.

Otherwise, with his temper, he was afraid that he would go directly into battle and kill him. Fortunately, Tongtian has a lot of friendship with him, and Tongtian has taken a risky battle, and he was almost not lost in the city, but he did not have the slightest doubt about Tongtian's words, so he chose to be very convinced.