The Strongest Martial Emperor" (Author: A Song of Dongfeng Chapter 637 Before the Decisive Battle) text, please enjoy!

> Bai Yu has only gone through these battles in the past few days, he hasn't even gone all out to deal with the battle, but the growth of Xuan Qi is so fast, this situation is not only abnormal, but it can also be said to be weird, this is completely outside Bai Yu's calculations, but in this regard, Bai Yu is not too entangled, no matter what, the rapid rise of cultivation is always a good thing, and Bai Yu has no need to get along with himself. ╚╝

After a little bit of darkness, Bai Yu didn't make a sound, just followed the Heavenly Sword Ancestor and the others and continued to fly, at this time there was still about an hour before dawn, and in this darkest time of the day, everyone was looking forward to the arrival of light.

In the White City, millions of people locked their eyes on the southern sky, and everyone waited for the arrival of that moment with apprehension, hoping that the strong men of the Ethereal Peak would come soon, and let the strong men of the White City quickly solve them, so as not to have too many dreams at night, on the one hand, these people were hoping that the army of the Ethereal Peak would appear later, so that they could breathe a little more free air.

The current people of Baicheng have basically forgotten the time, and unlike people in other corners of the continent, what they are waiting for is not the dawn of dawn, but the purple from the south.

Although the news that the 360,000 Ethereal Peak army was wiped out by Bai Yu had been transmitted into the White City, making everyone in the White City feel a lot more at ease, the white-clothed blood guards had also received the news of being exempted from war before this, but at this time when the war was about to break out, none of the white-clothed blood guards in the White City had withdrawn from their arms, and the dragon horse cavalry who had just been running around all night was also ready to sacrifice for the White City, although everyone knew very well that after all the backup and low-level legions were eliminated and lifted, the only thing left in the Ethereal Peak was the purple-level powerhouse legion, but for the white-clothed blood guards, it didn't matter who their enemy was, How strong their enemies are, even if they are so strong that they are irreversible, it doesn't matter, they only know one thing, they are the soldiers of Baicheng, their mission is to defend Baicheng, their lives don't need to be too long, as long as there is that necessary, even if they are opposite the irresistible Mantian God and Buddha, this group of passionate warriors will definitely use the swords in their hands to fight, even if the last drop of blood is shed, they will not take a step back, because behind them, there are their homes and relatives and compatriots that they need to defend.

30,000 miles...... 20,000 miles...... 5,000 miles......

After more than an hour of flight, a fiery red cloud had appeared at the end of Bai Yu and the others' sights, and they had just seen the skyrocketing fire, Bai Yu and the others were immediately bright, but before Bai Yu and the others were happy, a purple cloud fell into the eyes of Bai Yu and the others, making Bai Yu and the others frown tightly.

It's coming, it's finally coming, the storm that has been brewing for so many days is finally coming to White City.

Although Baicheng has already won the victory, and dozens of purple-level powerhouses in the Ethereal Purple Military Region are nothing more than the same for the current Baicheng, but after all, it is such a large-scale purple-level battle, even if Baicheng's purple-level high-grade powerhouses reach more than twenty, Bai Yu still dare not think that after this battle, Baicheng's purple-level legions will still be able to maintain their original number.

Wars are all dead, if there is no need, Bai Yu would like to be in harmony with everyone, but life and death are fate, who will fall in this battle, that is also his fate, what Bai Yu and others can do is to minimize their own losses as much as possible, so that the enemy can bear the most severe blow.

After worrying, all that left for Bai Yu and the others was excitement, since sacrifice was inevitable, then let the purple-level legion of the Ethereal Peak have no return, only in this way can Bai Cheng truly be called a victory.

At this time, Bai Cheng urgently needs this battle, they need this battle, so that the big stage of the Shenzhou Continent has a place in Bai Cheng, and let everyone in the world know that whether it is Bai Yu or Bai Cheng, it is a thorn ball that no one can touch, and if anyone wants to fight Bai Cheng and Bai Yu's idea, there is only one end, death.

The strong are respected, and the enmity is happy, this is the unchanging spirit of the Shenzhou Continent, for this, Bai Yu, an outsider, can be said to be vividly deduced, although the speed has reached the limit, but after seeing the purple at the end of the sight, the speed of Bai Yu and others still broke out again, and it was even faster than Fang Cai, according to the speed of Bai Yu and others at this time, it does not take two cigarettes to reach the sky above Baicheng, and at that time, the ethereal purple army about thousands of miles away from Baicheng will also reach the sky above Baicheng, at that time, there is no need to add more nonsense, since there is no room for negotiation, both sides want to make each other pay the price of blood, then the war can start immediately.

Although Bai Yu and the others also knew that the distance between the Ethereal Purple Army and Baicheng at this time was about a thousand miles closer than them, but for this, Bai Yu and the others had no worries at all, after all, the current Baicheng, even if there was no Heavenly Sword Ancestor and others in charge, also had thirteen purple-level high-grade powerhouses, and those purple-level powerhouses after passing the god-making plan had more than ninety percent of them reached the cultivation of the purple-level middle grade, and the purple-level lower grade was now in a weak position in the purple-level legion of Baicheng.

With the purple-level powerhouses in Baicheng now, although it is a little difficult to compete with the Ethereal Purple Army, if you want to hold them down for a minute or two without casualties, it is not difficult, Bai Wuji and the others can easily contain the Ethereal Purple Army, at that time, as long as Bai Yu and Heavenly Sword Ancestor and others return to Baicheng, the war will all begin, when the sword has no eyes, the purple-level powerhouses on both sides will go all out and fight with their lives, only the side with the strongest strength can win, and Bai Yu and the others know that unless it is the wind and cold to get out in advance, the person who has the last laugh will definitely be Bai Yu。

The battle blood in the body was boiling, and Bai Yu and the others now had only one thought in their hearts, and that was to fight.

Since the Ethereal Peak is going to fight, then Baicheng doesn't have to leave any spare strength, since he wants to fight, then he has to throw his head and spill his blood to fight.

The feeling of being washed from the soles of his feet to the door of his head appeared immediately after the purple cloud of light broke into the end of Bai Yu's line of sight, making Bai Yu only feel that the three million pores of his body were greatly opened, greedily absorbing the cold of the autumn grassland, making Bai Yu's soul more awake.

When Bai Yu and the others saw the ethereal purple army in the distance, the ethereal purple army naturally saw Bai Yu and the others who were rushing towards Baicheng, although due to the distance, Feng Rujian could not determine the identity of Bai Yu and others, but after seeing the purple cloud of light, Feng Rujian knew that the current Baicheng was not what it used to be, even if they were ethereal purple army, if they were not careful, I am afraid that even if they won the victory, they would have to pay a heavy price, and Feng Rujian also knew that in this war, the Yuanmeng Empire could no longer participate, since the strong man of Baicheng had just returned to Baicheng from the direction of Yuanmeng, the Yuanmeng Empire would either be destroyed, or it must be on the side of the White City.

did not blame the capricious Yuan Meng, Feng Rujian did not get angry for Yuan Meng, because for Feng Rujian, even if he was angry now, he could not change the status quo, at this time they were still about three thousand miles away from Baicheng, and it would take almost a few minutes to reach Baicheng, and now their top priority was to let this emerging force that dared to resist the rule of Ethereal Peak and openly shout at Ethereal Peak disappear, so that everyone knew that although in recent decades, due to the wind and cold retreat, Ethereal Peak has not taken any action, and it has not asked much about the affairs on the Divine Continent, but Ethereal Peak is the most powerful force in Shenzhou, This is still an indisputable fact, if anyone dares to challenge the majesty of the Ethereal Peak, then the Ethereal Peak, a giant crocodile in the south with a deep heritage, will make those people pay the greatest price.

It is best that the Yuanmeng Empire has been destroyed by the strong people of Baicheng, otherwise the wind is like a sword and will definitely make the word Yuanmeng forever history, not only the high-level of the Yuanmeng Empire, even if it is an ordinary person, or a baby in swaddling clothes, Feng Rujian will kill it quickly.

The thick dark purple Xuan Qi was like waves, constantly gushing out from the sea of wind like a sword, speeding up the speed of the wind like a sword, and behind the wind like a sword, between the powerful purple Xuan Qi surge, nineteen Ethereal Peak powerhouses lined up, and a long snake array was placed in the air, the momentum was so magnificent and strong that even a million army could not match it, this group of purple-level powerhouses who had lost all the warriors were already angry and attacking their hearts were now close to madness.

Looking at the blazing Bai Cheng thousands of miles away, everyone's eyes seemed to be oozing blood, it is worth saying that the physical functions of purple-level powerhouses far surpassed those of ordinary cultivators, almost reaching the point of superhumanity, but what was thousands of miles away, even the most powerful purple-level high-grade powerhouses could not see it.

You know, one mile is a full five hundred meters long, no matter how sharp the eyes of the purple-level powerhouse are, if you want to see something hundreds of thousands of meters away, you can only be powerless, the reason why the white feather side and the wind like a sword side can see each other is completely because their flight height is just below the clouds, and the purple Xuan Qi leaked during the flight of the purple-level powerhouse is reflected in the clouds, making the clouds above it turn into a deep purple, so that everyone can see the Xuanqi light in the distance.

What excites Feng Rujian and the others the most now is that according to their distance estimates, the distance between Bai Yu and the others and Bai Cheng is thousands of miles away from them, and according to their current speed, five minutes after they arrive at Bai City, Bai Yu and the others will be able to return to Bai City. Website of this site:, please support this site!

(Zilang Literature)