After receiving this blow, Song Kai also directly stopped advancing, hanging in the air, staring ahead with deep eyes, and the arrogant figure of Ali Hague was imprinted in his pupils.

One glance, life and death!

In an instant, Ali Hague only felt a cool breath from the tail vertebrae rushing straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and without thinking about using the True Qi to protect his body, he immediately felt that an endless chill emerged from the surrounding void, and it was a pale and dead qi that was manipulated by Song Kai at some point.

The vast dead complexion was as white as bones, condensed into a palm around Ali Hague, and after bending his five fingers, he completely grasped it, and the surging power of meditation penetrated into his body even more frantically.

In fact, these death forces are not strong in terms of impact alone, but they can't stand the fact that the death qi here is too strong, and they are endlessly imported by Song Kai into the power of death.

At this moment, Ali Hague seemed to have returned to the ice and snow kingdom in the north of China and even north, and the cold chill of the forest was pervasive, no matter how strong his body was, he still couldn't stop its invasion.

With the [Grip of the Hades] to control Ali Hague, Song Kai flicked his left sleeve, rolled up wisps of dead qi and condensed into a long sword phantom, and pointed at Ali Hague after holding it.

Ali Hague's pupils shrank suddenly, and inexplicably, he sensed the coming of death, and he was unwilling to die without restraint, and he immediately mobilized his true qi to break free from the shackles of the power of meditation.

Seeing that Song Kai was about to raise his long sword and slash out, a violent roar suddenly erupted in the city below, and then he saw four figures jump up to the city wall one after another, and then jumped off the city head and jumped onto the battlefield outside the city.

Although the distance is far away, Yao Ruoyu, Xu Xuanrong and others can see clearly, and three of the four people are clearly Chu Xuan, Chu Yuan, and Chu Hao.

Seeing that the three sons of the Chu family couldn't even take down the young man with a spear when they joined forces, Yao Ruoyu's eyes were a little surprised, and Chu Zheng was even more surprised: "Who is that?"

"Atu?" one of Wang Yaoda's staff members glanced at it from afar, and suddenly exclaimed.

Yao Ruoyu suddenly remembered when he heard this, the person who ranked sixth on the Splendid Hidden Dragon List was called Ah Tu, and at this time, Xu Xuanrong had already bowed his head and said: "The sixth on the Splendid Hidden Dragon List, [Deadwood] Ah Tu, the son of Ali Buge, the seventh prince of Mongolia." ”

The sixth on the hidden dragon list, that is higher than Cui Qiaoxin, Li Yuezhou, Yang Yanzhao, Xu Xuanrong and others, no wonder they can block the three sons of the Chu family with one enemy and three.

No, it's not the third son of the Chu family, it's the fourth son!

As they entered the camp of the Song army, Chu Dun, who had just rested, also carried a shield and killed him, but even if he joined, the four of them could barely block Ah Tu and still did not gain the upper hand.

"Good skills!" Zhang Ziqiang, who had always been riding his horse and standing in front of the remaining army of the Yanggu Legion, saw Ah Tu's brave posture from afar, and a sudden surge of fighting intent surged in his bloody eyes, and with a clamp between his legs, he went straight out of his horse and charged towards Ah Tu.

Breaking through the Seven Realms will affect the changes in the laws of heaven and earth, when Zhang Ziqiang broke through the Seven Realms a few days ago, the Mongolian side already knew about it, and now seeing him suddenly rushing towards Ah Tu, Zhang Hongfan and the others in the city couldn't help but change color.

Don't care about talking more, Zhang Hongfan pressed his palms down with his hands forward, and the plain outside the city suddenly sunk and sank, instantly forming a ditch to separate Zhang Ziqiang from the battlefield under the city.

Zhang Ziqiang frowned, his right hand held the Pangu axe in a virtual hand, and his left hand held the reins and shook it, and the red-eyed black dragon horse under his crotch raised his head like a spiritual spirit and let out a long roar, and suddenly kicked all four hooves together, jumped up with Zhang Ziqiang, and instantly crossed the ditch dozens of zhang wide.

Seeing that Zhang Ziqiang was about to sweep to the place where Ah Tu and the four sons of the Chu family were fighting, a sword light suddenly rushed out in Luzhou City, like a rainbow, and in the blink of an eye, it had swept through most of the battlefield and hit Zhang Ziqiang's face.

Although Zhang Ziqiang's attention was on Ah Tu, this sword swept from the front, how could he not see it, he immediately laughed, and the Pangu axe, which had been condensed and formed, was slightly raised, and then suddenly slashed out.

The sword and axe struck each other, the sparks splashed in all directions, and the vast sword qi and the deep black true qi also burst and splashed at the same time, Zhang Ziqiang rode his horse and charged so mightily that he was stopped by the blow of the flying sword.

At this time, Ah Tu had also noticed Zhang Ziqiang's approach, forced back the four sons of the Chu family with one shot, turned around and left, and returned to the city in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Yao Ruoyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the only person in the Mongolian army who could use a flying sword to toughen Zhang Ziqiang with a flying sword was his former classmate Ding Yanzhi.

Sure enough, after blocking Zhang Ziqiang, the flying sword soared up, drew an arc back to the city, and fell into the hands of Ding Yanzhi, who appeared here at some point.

Ding Yanzhi was surrounded by Meng Ge, Kublai Khan and two middle-aged men who did not know their identities.

The place that can stand side by side with a few of them is that it is the remaining two Seven Realms of Mongolia, the Seven Princes Ali Buge and the famous Mongolian general Tutuha.

Glancing at the Zhuxian Sword in Ding Yanzhi's hand, Brother Ali Bu said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that the national teacher has an ancient divine sword, and its divine power is incomparable. ”

"The Seven Princes have praised it," Ding Yanzhi smiled faintly, looked at Zhang Ziqiang outside the city, and said indifferently, "Unless the enemy takes the initiative to provoke, the Seven Realms are not allowed to attack the following Seven Realms at will, this is the unwritten rule of Huaxia, Zhang Ziqiang, do you want to make the Great Song Dynasty the target of public criticism?"

Although in the conventions of the Chinese countries, only the Eight Realms cannot attack the weak at will, but the destructive power of the Seven Realms is second only to the Eight Realms, so although there is no explicit provision, it has also become an unspoken rule known to all countries.

After being in the army for so many years, Zhang Ziqiang naturally knew this, but he had just seen Hunting Xinxi, and besides, he had only broken through the Seven Realms not long ago, and he had not yet fully adapted to the shock, and he always thought that when he was still in the Six Realms, he would go out to attack on impulse.

Seeing Ding Yanzhi questioning at this moment, Zhang Ziqiang froze for a moment, and then snorted angrily: "Who saw me shoot at him?"

Ding Yanzhi was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed and said, "That's Ding's gaffe." ”

"Ding ......" paused, Zhang Ziqiang frowned and said, "Mongolian national teacher, they all say that although you are in the Six Realms, you already have the strength to rival the Seven Realms, why don't you and I fight?"

"You have the ability to come up!" Ding Yanzhi glanced at him and smiled indifferently.

Seeing the two arguing, Chu Maomaomou shook his head slightly, glanced at Meng Ge, Kublai Khan, Ali Buge, and Tutuha, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he said coldly: "The Marquis of Longyang, the Marquis of Northern Mirror, and the Marquis of the Southern Expedition, there are three people who have made a move." ”

"Wow!" Long Wu let out a low sigh, and rose into the air with Wang Yaoda and Xin Qiji, each of them turned into a heroic light and rushed towards the city.

The big man in the leather jacket on Kublai Khan's left touched the handle of the knife, and said with a smile: "Three people, several princes, how to divide them?"

"Long Wu is my defeated general, just hand him over to me. Kublai Khan sneered.

"Then I want Wang Yaoda!" Ali Buge said with a sneer, "I heard that his exercises are specialized in my Mongolian bloodline, but I want to see if it is so magical." ”

Seeing that Meng Ge was silent, Tutuha smiled and said, "Then the last general will deal with Xin Qiji." ”

After the opponents were distributed, Kublai Khan, Ali Buge, and Tutuha swept up one after another and pounced on their respective opponents.

Seeing Yao Ruoyu pressing the hilt of the sword, Chu Crazy Mou smiled and said: "King Wen don't worry, the Mongols must still have hole cards that have not been played, you are our hole cards, and you can't be dispatched at will." ”

Talking and laughing, the six Seven Realms had already collided together, but both sides deliberately avoided the Song Meng army below, and came to fight in the clouds above.

It's just that even if the distance is deliberately widened, the battle between the six people still makes the sky change color, and all kinds of spiritual light in the vast sea of clouds shine, sometimes like a tsunami buzzing, sometimes like a landslide roaring.

At the same time, Zhang Ziqiang had also come to the city wall, he patted the horse's back, the whole person had already jumped up with strength, and his body took seven steps in a row in mid-air, as if the air under his feet turned into steps, and he had come to the city after seven steps.

Seeing Zhang Ziqiang rushing onto the city wall, Ding Yanzhi waved his sleeves without saying a word, and another trap fairy sword behind his back came out of the sheath, cut into the soles of his feet with a whirlwind, and then carried him into the air, just avoiding the momentum of Zhang Ziqiang's punch just now.

"What are you running?!" Seeing Ding Yanzhi rising into the air, Zhang Ziqiang's bloody eyes widened, and he slashed forward with the Pangu axe, and the true qi of the axe blade exploded instantly, turning into a huge illusory axe shadow, slashing across the sky from right to left, and slamming into Ding Yanzhi's body.

Unexpectedly, he had already opened a distance of nearly 100 zhang and would be attacked by Zhang Ziqiang, although Ding Yanzhi said that he held up a pale white light shield in time, he was still staggered by the axe shadow.

Before he could stand firmly, Ding Yanzhi already felt a sinking in his waist, and he was actually hooked by the illusory axe shadow with the blade of the axe, and then dragged towards Zhang Ziqiang.

"Absolutely absolute!" In a dangerous situation, Ding Yanzhi was not panicked, and with a light thought in his mouth, the Zhuxian Sword that had already hovered by his side immediately swept out, and the vast sword qi on the blade of the sword seemed illusory, but in fact it was condensed by the Dao of Absolute Punishment, and the power was amazing.

With a tight breath, Zhang Ziqiang's right wrist shook, and the Pangu axe, which was originally dragged back, suddenly flipped over the blade of the axe, and slashed from the bottom to the top, At this time, he had already launched his own god-killing realm, and the huge battlefield, including the seven realms above, everyone's killing intent was absorbed by him at this moment, and all of them were blessed on the axe blade, stimulating the power that could be broken in its past.

The sword marks are like pillars of air, and the sword path that was once a divine realm is fully displayed at this moment!

The blade of the axe cracked the void, and the avenue of killing that condensed the killing intent of countless people overflowed the heavens and the earth!

Boom! Another axe and sword strike, Zhang Ziqiang's feet suddenly sank, and the muscles of his whole body protruded, and then he straightened up again, and his face turned red and spit out a mouthful of turbid qi mixed with countless sword qi.

At the same time that the Zhuxian Sword was hit by Zhang Ziqiang, Ding Yanzhi's body trembled, and the original majestic qi was inexplicably weakened by a few points, but even so, he still raised his hand expressionlessly and recalled the Zhuxian Sword back into his hand, and then looked at Zhang Ziqiang indifferently.

The blow of the two had just ended, and the ground under Zhang Ziqiang's feet suddenly cracked, and in the blink of an eye, the city wall that was almost close to two hundred zhang on his left and right collapsed, fortunately, the soldiers of both Song and Mongolia had already withdrawn from this area, otherwise I don't know how many people would die.

"Kill. Gently reciting the avenue that Zhang Ziqiang had mastered, Ding Yanzhi showed a bit of solemnity for the first time.

After breaking through the Seven Realms, Zhang Ziqiang's martial arts naturally sublimated into the domain realm, and the avenue he mastered was naturally derived from the Dao of Killing Gods.

Killing, as the name suggests, is the way of killing, which is more terrible than the avenue of killing, if the avenue of killing kills the external, tangible body, then the avenue of killing is aimed at life.

This is also the reason why Ding Yanzhi's qi opportunity was suddenly weakened just now, even if it was hundreds of zhang apart, but the Dao of Killing was still connected along the spiritual thoughts of the Zhuxian Sword and Ding Yanzhi, "killing" part of Ding Yanzhi's vitality.