Chapter 92: The Battle of the Valley Part I

On the evening of the second day, the remnant sun was like blood.

At the top of the mountain, the evening breeze blows on the face, blowing people's hearts and waves.

"Lord, Murong Ancestor is here."

Bai Fan turned around and looked at the white-haired old man beside Murong Yu, compared to two years ago, his face was even older, only his eyes were always sharp.

"Mirror Lake Valley, Immortal Gu Sect, Sect Master Bai Fan" He looked at the old man, his eyes were like torches.

Murong Old Ancestor walked in front of Bai Fan, his sharp gaze swept for a moment, lowered his head and said, "Murong Jingtao see the sect master."

"Okay", Bai Fan showed a hint of a smile, pointed sideways at Piaoxu and said: "This is Lin Piaoxu, the only palace master of my Immortal Ancient Sect, sitting in charge of all matters in the Mirror Lake Valley Commander's Sect, in the future, the old gentleman can contact her directly if he has anything." ”

Murong Jingtao looked at Piaosu, only to see that she was dressed in a white gauze robe, masked with a moon-white gauze scarf, holding a simple long sword, elegant and noble, with a hint of a smile in her eyes.

He couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, not because of the fluttering appearance, but the breath, this kind of breath that seemed to be the same as Bai Fan, he couldn't see through it, this was too amazing, it proved that the other party's strength had completely surpassed himself, in less than two years, the people who were not as good as themselves in the past had grown to such a point, he didn't know whether to regret it or be happy.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bai Fan and Piao Xu didn't care, walked to the edge of the cliff and said: "Mr. Murong, before the arrival of the reinforcements from the eight cities of the Liu clan, we will join forces with the overlord to cut off the power of the Liu clan in the valley first, and Mr. Jieshi will kill the enemy together with the deity." ”

"The old man obeys the orders of the sect master", Murong Jingtao's eyes became sharp again as he looked at the camp under the mountain, like an eagle falcon staring at its prey.

Bai Fan nodded, for him, this battle was the first battle after the foundation was built, and it was just used to adapt to the changes after the sudden increase in combat power.

A quarter of an hour later, in the silent valley, there were suddenly a few explosions, and immediately the two camps next to the entrance of the valley opened, and dozens or hundreds of warriors with swords each rushed towards the camp of the Liu clan in the middle.

The people of Jinghu Valley and Bacheng are all martial artists who practice martial arts, and the fence more than one meter high is easy for them to jump over with light skills under their feet.

The cliff where Bai Fan and the others are located is only a dozen zhang high, and the battle at the mouth of the valley can be seen clearly, and the people who dominate the city rushed into the camp under the leadership of several fierce burly strong men, slashing and killing wildly, the momentum was very fierce, and in a flash, more than ten people fell from the middle and low-level abilities of the Liu clan.

On the other side, Mei Jian and Shen Bujing took the Pantian Department and the Mirror Heaven Department to form a seven-star Beidou sword formation of a group of seven people, and cooperated with each other to steadily advance towards the center, although the number of people was smaller than that of the overlord, but the combat power was obviously much stronger, every time the sword formation turned, there would be a Liu clan's ability to fall, and then the sword array stepped on the corpse, step by step, as unstoppable as the waves.

After a while, the Liu clan commander in the center of the camp finally reacted and let out a furious roar, and the sound reached the ears of everyone on the top of the mountain.

Bai Fan smiled at Murong Jingtao and said, "Let's do it." ”

"Yes", Murong Jingtao's eyes were sharp immediately, and as soon as he raised his hands, a huge ice spear more than a foot long was formed, and the cold air was pressing, which was exactly the move when he confronted Bai Fan under Murong City that day.

Bai Fan looked at him with a look of curiosity.

Thirty or forty high-level abilities rushed out of the center of the Liu clan's camp under the mountain, and while they charged towards the battlefield, they cast elemental incarnations, and all of them immediately turned into different battle forms.

At this moment, Murong Jingtao let out a clear cry in his mouth, his left hand held the ice gun in the air, and his right hand gathered his strength and pushed suddenly, and the ice gun immediately spun violently, blowing a cold wind and shooting down the mountain.

The ice spear was like an arrow off the string, blowing a terrifying sonic boom, and instantly shot at the center of the Liu clan's camp, and the camp tent was instantly smashed into pieces by the qi force, bursting open, and a huge ice pit appeared in the middle of the ice gun, and countless cold ice spread out of the pit.

The last few high-level abilities were caught up by the ice in an instant, and even in the elemental state, they were frozen in place, turning into ice sculptures and keeping running, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Murong Jingtao, you are so bold, dare to kill the people of my Xiangcheng Liu clan, the old man will definitely skin you and cramp, and then kill your Murong clan!"

With a roar of rage, two figures rushed out of the pit, looking towards the top of the mountain, revealing a chill to the bone.

"It's him!" Murong Jingtao's face was shocked.

Bai Fan frowned and asked, "Who is this person?" ”

"Liu Yuanhe, a prefecture-level superpower", Murong Jingtao's expression was grim, and he added at the end: "The old man is only a beginner at the ground level, and he is a mid-level demon clan, he can compete with the demon clan at the level of a demon general, and ten old men may not be his opponents." ”

"Is the high-level ability followed by the ground-level ability?" Bai Fan's heart moved, but this was not the time to care about this, he showed a sneer, and said, "Are there many earth-level abilities?" ”

Murong said in shock: "Not much, a small city like my Murong clan can only produce one in hundreds of years, and the Liu clan in Xiangcheng has a lot of resources, and there are about one or twenty people in each generation." ”

Bai Fan exhaled in his heart, according to the comparison of strength, the ground-level ability is roughly equivalent to a half-step foundation building, and the monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building, more than ten people he still doesn't care, there is a Sumeru Mountain magic circle in the Mirror Lake Valley, which is far from being something that a dozen ground-level ability can compete with.

At this time, the high-level abilities of the Liu clan were already approaching the battlefield, and Bai Fan said to Murong Jingtao: "Liu Yuanhe will be solved by the deity, and you will solve those high-level abilities." ”

After Bai Fan finished speaking, he jumped off the cliff, stared at the angry old man in the middle, spread his arms and swooped over like a goshawk, Murong Jingtao hesitated for a moment, and turned his head to look at Piaofu.

"What are you waiting for? There is no turning back from the bow, and the Murong clan has no way to retreat. Under the veil, there was a faint voice.

Murong Jingtao turned his head, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and immediately opened them, and also jumped down from the top of the mountain, killing the high-level abilities of the Liu Clan who were fighting against the Mirror Heaven Department and the Ancient Heaven Department.

At a distance of more than ten zhang high, under the acceleration of gravity, Bai Fan only took a few breaths to come to the top of Liu Yuanhe's head, and as soon as the person turned in the air, more than ten weak water sword qi turned into a circle, rotating and facing him.

The sword qi is as fast as electricity, this is the sword qi formed by spiritual power, the power is several times higher than before the foundation building period, the edge is sharp, and the cold is pressing.

Liu Yuanhe's pupils shrank, and his whole body instantly turned transparent, and the weak water sword qi shot out of his body, not only stabbing out holes one by one, but then the cold qi exploded, and countless ice spikes burst out in his body, making his elemental form unstable.

If it was a high-level ability, this single move would have been able to crush its incarnation, but Liu Yuanhe regained his human form after a moment and turned back into flesh and blood.

Liu Yuanhe clutched his chest, revealing a hint of pain, and looked at Bai Fan with a distorted face: "Damn, how can a martial artist have such a powerful power to be able to hurt a ground-level ability, this is impossible!" ”

Bai Fan frowned, ignored him, and secretly wondered in his heart: Can a ground-level ability switch between elemental form and physical body at will?

At this time, another earth-shattering sword qi shot over, this sword qi was dark green, the young man beside Liu Yuanhe's face changed, and immediately dodged to the side, the sword qi shot to the ground, and a dark pit appeared silently.

"Who are you, report your name" After the young man stood still, he looked at Bai Fan and Wu Xiao, who was walking slowly, and shouted coldly.

Wu Xiao held the ink sword in his hand, his expression was cold, revealing a trace of disdain, Bai Fan smiled at him: "The old one belongs to me, and the young one belongs to you, how about it?" ”

"Yes", Wu Xiao glanced at it coldly and said.

"Presumptuous!" , The young man's face was cold, "Didn't you hear what this son asked you?" ”

"Where do dead people come from so much nonsense?" Wu Xiao snorted and drew his sword out of its sheath.

Bai Fan was more direct, and the sword fingers of both hands were pointed out at the same time, one finger was the weak water sword, and the other was the golden yang sword, the golden yellow and moon-white sword qi complemented each other, with a gorgeous and deadly brilliance, and quickly approached in Liu Yuanhe's eyes.

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