The Strongest Martial Emperor" (Author: A Song of the East Wind Chapter 642 Challenging the Wind Like a Sword) text, please enjoy!

>? This group of monks from the Jile Temple, eating fasting and chanting Buddha all day long turned out to be not a good stubble, the battle has just begun, led by the void suffering, the magic weapon in the hands of the four monks of the void, void and void flew towards the opponent, and they all appeared at this time a layer of protective armor in the form of a robe, between the surging of Xuan Qi, there are already four Ethereal Peak powerhouses under their attack struggling support, there is no power to fight back-

Seeing that the monks who are compassionate on weekdays have erupted, Li Yujian and the others will have any scruples in their hearts, in the midst of the shouting and killing, Li Yujian and the broken water flow are entangled together, facing the three purple-level high-grade powerhouses on the opposite side, two dark purple Xuan Qi are entwined together, one long and one wide, and the two swords are surging, like a perfectly fused jade, without a trace of gaps, so that the three purple-level high-grade powerhouses that the two of them are facing do not dare to take it lightly, for fear that it is just an oversight, and the combination of the two swords of the two will make them head different。

Looking at the purple-level powerhouses that Bai Yu summoned in the Tang Empire, one by one they were like dragons going to sea, before this, most of these powerhouses only had purple-level lower grades, but after Bai Yu's god-making plan, at this time, the lowest ones who fought in the sky above Baicheng had purple-level mid-grade cultivation.

Although in terms of numbers, the strong people of Baicheng suffered too much loss, and the strong people of the Ethereal Peak attacked it in groups, and the number of strong people in Baicheng was somewhat stretched, but this did not affect the morale of the strong people of Baicheng in the slightest.

The pure purple Xuan Qi was constantly surging, turning into various beast images and rushing towards the Ethereal Purple Army, making the purple-level lower-grade powerhouses of the Ethereal Peak jealous.

For a while, the most dazzling thing in the sky above Baicheng was not the thirteen super powerhouses who had reached the purple-level upper grade, but the scene of dozens of purple-level mid-grade against the Ethereal Purple Army.

Since the attack broke out, the sky over the entire white city was immediately filled with endless explosions, and as soon as the explosion sound produced between the surging of Xuan Qi appeared, the moat and river under the battlefield that immediately shook were surging, and the waves were higher than the waves, and the waves dozens of feet high continued to explode, making everyone have the illusion of fighting at sea, but it was also refreshing and pleasant.

The battle just began, and it immediately entered the white-hot stage, because of the sudden outbreak of the strong people in Baicheng, the Ethereal Purple Army was immediately beaten for a while and had no power to fight back, but it was only a few seconds, and the strong men of the Ethereal Purple Army also reacted, fully exerting their desperate spirit of fighting to the death, and frantically launched a counterattack against the strong men of Baicheng in the way of trapped beast fighting。

In the desperate counterattack of the Ethereal Purple Army, there were constantly purple-level powerhouses of the Ethereal Peak who were killed by the Baicheng powerhouses under the sword, but the situation on the Baicheng side was not optimistic, after all, it was outnumbered, and the Ethereal Peak occupied the advantage in numbers, plus the strength gap between the purple-level middle-grade powerhouses and the purple-level low-grade powerhouses was not too high, as soon as a few Ethereal Purple Army swarmed up, there were immediately strong people on the Baicheng side who were besieged and fell.

One corpse fell from the sky, although the number was not too many, but the fall of each person indicated the fall of a strong man, the death of a strong man of this scale shocked Bai Yu and the others who were still dozens of miles away and were flying towards Baicheng at full speed.

Everyone knows that this battle will be recorded in the history of Shenzhou, passed down through the ages, and will be admired by future generations, just like the previous Battle of Jianmen Pass...... And this era is enough to call it another chaotic era in the Shenzhou Continent, although it cannot be compared to ancient times, but the scale can definitely make future generations look up.

The pure purple Xuan Qi was surging in his body, as if he had sensed the strong smell of blood and the aura of battle in front of him, and the Blood Drinking Divine Sword under Bai Yu's feet began to stir, and feeling the restlessness of the Blood Drinking Divine Sword, Bai Yu did not have any reservations, and a soul fluctuation spread out in the Soul Mansion, and Bai Yu's body changed again.

As the clothes on the body were torn, the joints of the white feather were all bone spurs more than a foot long, and the white bone spurs were like long swords, reflecting a strong Xuanqi light in the dark night, which made people prohibitive, followed by a roar like a beast in the mouth of the white feather, and a ball of red flesh and blood instantly burst out at the end of the tail bone of the white feather, and when the red scales spread all over the body of the white feather, the blurred flesh and blood immediately showed up and became a tail that was more than a foot long.

Another ability of the Qilin Battle Spirit, the Qilin Transformation is all turned on, but between breaths, the speed does not decrease but increases, and Bai Yu becomes a monster-like Qilin Beast.

Although Bai Yu did not open the instant opening at this time to raise his cultivation to the purple level, but at this time, Bai Yu's aura on his body exploded without concealment, which was enough to make the Heavenly Sword Ancestor beside him look sideways.

Originally, in Bai Yu's opinion, there was no need for him to make a move in this battle, the strong man of Baicheng suddenly broke out after they crossed the top of the Yellow River, according to the battle at this time, when they joined the battlefield, it was fortunate that the ethereal purple army could have two-thirds left, at that time, the wolf-like Heavenly Sword Ancestor, coupled with the murderous demon beast powerhouse behind him, within a few minutes, this battle would definitely be won or lost, but such a good cultivation opportunity, how could Bai Yu let it go, Bai Yu also planned to practice more in this war, so as to break through the high-grade barrier before the wind and cold came out。

As the white feather erupted, the Heavenly Sword Ancestor behind him was no longer suppressed, and a strong battle intent surged out from the ten Heavenly Sword Ancestors, cooperating with the dark purple Xuan Qi, pushing their bodies to keep up with the white feather and shoot towards the battlefield that was close at hand.

Between the surging of powerful Xuan Qi, Bai Yu and the others flew towards Baicheng from the direction of the top of the Yellow River like a huge meteorite, there is no doubt that this huge meteorite will definitely bring this battle that could have lasted for a while to an abrupt end, because under the strength of Bai Yu and Heavenly Sword Ancestor and others, no ethereal purple army can escape.

There are still about ten miles away from the battlefield, the milky white light in Bai Yu's right eye bursts out, between the flipping of his hands, the milky white light in his eyes flies out, after entering Bai Yu's grasp, it becomes a heavenly sword broken moon that is more than a zhang long, and at the same time, the blood drinking sword under Bai Yu's feet seems to be unwilling to be lonely, and it broke away from Bai Yu's sole between the shots and rushed into Bai Yu's right palm.

At this time, Bai Yu did not have any magic weapon under his feet, but Bai Yu's body did not show the slightest sign of falling, and his powerful arms tightly held the Heavenly Sword Divine Sword, Bai Yu flew by relying on the swords on both hands, and rushed towards the battlefield that was in full swing thousands of meters away.

As if to release the strong fighting intent in Bai Yu's heart at this time, not only the blood drinking divine sword, but even the heavenly sword and the broken moon exude a penetrating murderous aura, and the murderous aura of the cold forest matched Bai Yu's image at this time, which made Bai Yu look like a life-seeking demon crawling out of the hell of Ah Bi.

At this time, even if the sword of the strong man of Bai Cheng was on his neck, the ethereal purple army who was dizzy from battle couldn't help but look back, but after seeing Bai Yu's image like a killing god, all the ethereal purple army only felt a chill in their necks, and then they no longer dared to look at Bai Yu, for fear of annoying this murderous beast.

The distance of a few thousand meters was only a few breaths for Bai Yu, and as soon as he rushed into the battlefield, the sword in Bai Yu's hand danced out more than a dozen sword flowers quickly, and the long tail behind him also flicked quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the three ethereal purple troops of purple-level cultivation fell into his hands.

After killing the three Ethereal Purple Army, Bai Yu did not continue to attack those purple-level subordinates beside him, but pointed the Blood Drinking Divine Sword at the Feng Rujian who was fighting with the void, and roared loudly: "The wind is like a sword, roll over to Lao Tzu and die!"

Bai Yu's roar had just come out, and the effect was absolutely shocking.

Although Bai Yu's current image, no matter how you look at it, is not an ordinary purple-level mid-grade, just by killing three purple-level low-grade powerhouses in one move, it can be seen that this evil beast with teeth and claws is definitely not an ordinary person, but no one would have thought that this killing god would actually want to challenge the super powerhouse of the purple-level high-grade cultivation, if it weren't for the fact that everyone was lacking in skills at this time, and was busy dealing with their opponents, the fiery powerhouses who were fighting in the sky above Baicheng really wanted to stop and take a look, the battle between this uninvited guest and Feng Rujian.

didn't let Bai Yu disappoint him, seeing the white feather with a unicorn all over his body, he just laughed secretly, and even abandoned the wind like a sword, and rushed towards several purple-level middle-grade powerhouses beside him.

Although Xuqu suddenly turned around and killed two purple-level mid-grade powerhouses of the Ethereal Peak in one fell swoop, in Feng Rujian's opinion, the battle on Xuku's side was no longer important, and he had more important enemies to meet.

Looking in the direction of Fang Cai's roar, a unicorn evil beast immediately appeared in Feng Rujian's eyes, and as soon as he saw the blood drinking divine sword and the heavenly sword broken moon in the hand of that evil beast, Feng Rujian immediately knew the identity of that person.

Although he was frightened in his heart about why Bai Yu was able to do this, he had reached the cultivation of the purple level in a short period of time, and he had even obtained the Heavenly Sword Broken Moon, and his body could be transformed into the appearance of a demon beast, but Feng Rujian knew very well that there was no time for him to slowly verify it, and Bai Yu's purpose seemed very simple, that is, to fight with himself and cut off his head.

For a period of time, the news about Bai Yu has been very shocking, but in the eyes of Feng Rujian, a purple-level mid-grade person, if he wants to turn over some kind of wind and waves in the hands of the purple-level high-grade, it is definitely a fool's dream, and now that Bai Yu has sent it to the door himself, that Feng Rujian will naturally not disappoint Bai Yu.

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