On the clutch city, Ning Baichuan, Wang Daoyuan, and Qingshui Hall Master were all staring closely at the situation on the battlefield, and their eyes continued to flash with all kinds of thoughts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Baichuan secretly said in his heart: "Although the imperial court has a prosperous appearance, after all, it has been weak for a long time, and the little emperor is so happy that he thinks that sending Ma Li to the south will be able to regain the world, but after all, it is too big a step."

The imperial court will be defeated in this battle, and for the sake of today's plan, it is still necessary to take refuge in a force with a master of the Tiangang Realm. ’

The battle in front of him really gave Ning Baichuan too much stimulation, originally he had tens of thousands of troops under his command, and he thought that he was also a prince of the world, but as the thirteen Tiangang Realm masters appeared in turn, he felt his weakness.

In the face of the kind of power that one person can defeat hundreds of thousands of innate martial artists, any conspiracy and trickery are useless.

Just as Ning Baichuan was thinking about the current situation, a sudden aura of Tiangang Gang fell to the battlefield, and another aura of Tiangang Realm rose up.

The twelve Tiangang breaths that appeared together a moment ago suddenly disappeared.

"What's going on?" Ning Baichuan's face was shocked, every Tiangang master was a legend in the martial arts, even if many people besieged it, it was impossible to die so quickly.

But in the next moment, something that shocked him even more happened, because the aura of the remaining eleven Tiangang Realm powerhouses actually began to flee, and even Nong Budo, who had just fought with the prince, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately began to retreat.

The three people on the city were shocked, and then they saw that a storm suddenly set off in the sky above this battlefield, and that was because the air shock wave formed by Zhao Yinglan's super high-speed movement directly broke up the formation of the coalition army, smashing countless innate masters to retreat.

And what is even more frightening is that with the rise of the storm, there seems to be an invisible ghost on the battlefield, with the sweep of gusts of wind, the flash of black shadows, and the breath of the Tiangang master is constantly decreasing.

Ten...... Nine...... Heptad...... Four...... Three......

In the blink of an eye, a famous Tiangang master was killed like a pig slaughtering a chicken, and people haven't even been able to see what the person who did it looks like, and they can only barely sense that the aura of the Tiangang realm master is decreasing, and a small number of people can see the fragments of the corpse falling in mid-air.

The Hall Master of Qingshui Hall looked at the battlefield in disbelief: "What's going on?

He, Ning Baichuan, and Wang Daoyuan didn't understand at all, and they couldn't understand what the situation in front of them was going on.

In the next moment, a figure rushed in front of them like lightning, the man in a yellow robe, with his hair tied in a bun, was the leader of the Yellow Cloth Sect, a legend of martial arts, and a master of the Tiangang Realm.

When he saw the leader of the Yellow Clothed Sect, the Qingshui Hall Master was also taken aback, where did the other party have the usual fairy wind bones and calm temperament at this moment, the whole person looked like a lost dog, and his face was full of panic, as if he was being chased and killed by something terrifying.

And just as the yellow-clothed sect leader passed by the heads of Ning Baichuan and the others, a brilliant sword light fell from the sky, and the plasma beam sword effortlessly cut through the yellow-clothed sect master's surrounding body, and the gang qi, which was enough to defend against the arbitrary bombardment of the cannonball, was as fragile as tofu in front of the lightsaber, so he saw that after the gang qi was cut away, the sword light flashed from the body of the yellow-clothed sect master.

It wasn't until the sword light swept across the body that a storm swept in, and then a thunderous explosion set off in the ears of Ning Baichuan and the three of them, blowing the three of them to the east and west, and even the city wall under their feet was constantly trembling under the blow of this violent wind shock wave, and even had a tendency to crack.

In the horrified gaze of the three of them, the yellow-clothed sect leader who had been slashed by a sword directly exploded into a cloud of broken flesh under the blowing of the wind, sprinkled over the city, and scattered to the entire city with the wind.

The yellow-clothed sect master, who was famous all over the world and admired by tens of thousands of people, died in front of them like a dead dog.

When the wind stopped, the trio saw a strange man wrapped in blood-red armor and armed with a lightsaber appear in front of them.

For this person who crushed the yellow-clothed sect leader with one sword, the three people present did not dare to act rashly in the slightest, and they didn't even blink their eyelids, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and the air was so dull that it seemed like they were about to squeeze out water.

A sword light flashed, and the plasma light saber suddenly stretched five meters, and a sword swept over the head of the Qingshui Hall Master, a sword as fast as lightning, until the Qingshui Hall Master fell to the ground, and Ning Baichuan and Wang Dao Raw Materials had just reacted.

Seeing the Qing Shui Hall Master fall in a pool of blood like this, the two of them didn't dare to resist, cold sweat spread all over their backs in an instant, and the murderous aura slowly brushed their heads like a knife.

At this moment, Ning Baichuan and Wang Daoyuan felt like a mouse caught by a cat, and they could die anytime and anywhere, this involuntary feeling of life and death made them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts, and their hearts almost stopped beating.

A moment later, with a gust of wind and explosion, the red-armored man disappeared, and Ning Baichuan and Wang Daoyuan breathed a sigh of relief, but this time they felt sweating profusely, and their bones were sore, as if they had experienced a real battle.

The two looked at each other, and all they saw in each other's eyes was naked fear.

Ning Baichuan suddenly reacted and shouted, "What about General Meng? Hurry up...... Let him retreat...... No, let him surrender, open the city gates, and everyone surrenders to the court with me. ”

The head of the Li family is fleeing frantically, his skin is flushed with red gold, even if he is discarded, the speed of the whole person does not stop at all, the whole person breaks through the heavy waves, it is completely a tank that sprints several times the speed of sound, and everywhere he passes, people are on their backs, and flesh and blood are flying.

"Bastard...... How could Zhao Yinglan have such a strong strength?" a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and ...... The color of greed.

"You must find a way to get this armor, as long as you have this armor......"

The next moment, a sharp pain came from his chest, and the immortal golden body, known as the incorruptible body of King Kong, was directly poked out of a huge hole, and the whole person crashed into the coalition forces on the side with inertia, as if it was a big truck out of control, and it stopped after killing hundreds of people, and then completely lost its breath.

As a famous Tiangang master was easily killed, and as more and more soldiers were knocked to the ground by the shock wave and electromagnetic rifles, falling stubble by stubble like leeks, the generals of the various armies first began to retreat with their own soldiers, and then the entire coalition army finally began to rout.

The prince watched the army march straight in, and an excited smile appeared on his face.