The pores of Murong Qingshui's body suddenly expanded, and he intuitively felt that the fatal crisis came from behind him, and his mind fluttered, and he drifted away. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Novels.23txt.

Burst!

The fist roared out, breaking through the void and piercing the air, but unfortunately, this punch shattered only a ball of air, and there was no sense of strength, and he secretly screamed in his heart, without a pause, and his body quickly teleported a zhang away.

A snow-like sword qi burst out almost at the same time, and what was also torn was a trace of phantom left by the commander and general. In the rush of movement, each side struck a punch and a sword, shattering each other's remnants and phantoms.

Phantoms, afterimages, flickering among the trees, staggering, whirling, the danger of which can be described as a step-by-step killing machine, each other is full of dangers, the slightest negligence, is bound to splash blood.

Murong Qingshui seemed to hold the spatial distance and degree of the opponent's teleportation, and swept to the position where the opponent was ready to teleport in advance, intending to intercept it, and a sharp sword qi burst out from his fingertips, slashing out obliquely.

"Hmph! I want to predict the position of the old man in advance, but unfortunately, it is just a trap, which makes you disappointed. The commander's words fell, and his figure flashed again, landing on the position where Murong Qingshui had slashed, and when the other party was slightly flustered, he threw a punch without stopping.

What the other party could think of, how could Murong Qingshui not think that a sword was like snow, slashing diagonally through the air, with endless edges, directly destroying the opponent's fist.

As a Venerable of the Qiankun Realm, everyone will leave some secret hole cards that are enough to kill people, and they will not easily show them until they face a situation of extreme passivity. The strength of the opponent is completely out of the pre-expected, only by throwing the hole cards, otherwise, it is very difficult to quickly distinguish the winner and loser.

"Okay! That is the case, you might as well use each other's hole cards to share life and death!" the commander and general said with an angry and murderous face, as we all know, once the hole cards are used, there is one less chance to save one's life.

Murong Qingshui didn't have the slightest sense of surprise, and said lightly disapplausively: "When it comes to the level of Venerable, each other will naturally have hole cards just in case, if you have them, I will naturally be no exception." ＂

The voices of the two sides landed, and the momentum of the commander and general suddenly surged, giving people the illusion of infinite elevation, as if standing between heaven and earth, looking at everything.

Landslides and cracks!

This punch was the ultimate skill in the Commander's Split Sky Tyrant Fist, as if a punch from the depths of the starry sky destroyed the withered and decaying Broken Void, and crushed towards the opponent like a collapse.

The other party's mountain-opening axe broke, and no other blades were shown, and Murong Qingshui also put away his sword and returned it to the sheath, and his mind sank to the fingertips on his hand, giving people a terrifying calm before the storm.

The sky in the forest was dark, and a big fist like a mountain covered the light and shadow, and it fell suddenly!

The ten-meter square garden is all within the attack range of this punch, which makes it impossible to dodge at all. And Murong Qingshui didn't have the idea of dodging at this time, he pointed his finger as a sword, and a cold ice light several zhang long slashed out of the air, and the blazing finger wind sword qi was endless.

Bang!

The strength of the mountain fist and the cold ice sword qi collided together, and the mighty whirlwind of qi shot out, and an incomparably shocking and terrifying scene was born, the mighty and domineering fist like a mountain was completely penetrated by the cold ice sword that was several zhang long, with an indomitable will, and slashed at the body of the commander and general like thunder, fortunately, there was a mysterious force to protect the body, which offset most of the sword qi attacks, but it still could not block the power of this sword, and the body flew out upside down at the same time, and a puddle of blood spurted out of the mouth.

The commander and general with a distorted and hideous face, who was flying upside down in the air, his left hand was open in the shape of a claw, tightly resisting the edge of the sword finger that had not been exhausted, and blood was already flowing from the tiger's mouth, which showed how powerful this blow was.

If you advance a little further, the edge of the sword will inevitably penetrate into the body for a long time. The other party deliberately wanted to kill her several times, if it wasn't for the fat man secretly prompting him to help, I was afraid that he would be the one who died at this moment. Therefore, no matter how generous the mind is, it will not give birth to compassion at this time.

The moment the commander and general fell and flew out, he already knew that he had been defeated, and the only remaining bit of clarity in his mind told him, what was the result of defeat?

He never dreamed that one day, he would fall into this situation of being chased and killed to the heavens, he has always been high, the only thought at this moment is indeed only one word "escape", as long as he can live out the ascension to heaven, today's shameful vow will be repaid tenfold.

Thundered!

Five or six thick trees seemed to have been hit by a meteorite, and they broke off from them with a bang, and one fell down, and the stumps and leaves were scattered in all directions, which was unsightly for a while.

Murong Qingshui quickly realized the other party's attempt, but the commander and general took advantage of this falling momentum, and the person forcibly lifted his true qi in the air, shattering all the obstacles behind him, making the falling figure rise several meters at once, his legs kicked and shrank, and the whole person fell upside down, instantly turning into the jungle on the side......

"I want to escape!" Murong Qingshui snorted, the long sword in his hand flew, and a beam of essence light burst out, and a faintly visible ice crystal drew a poignant arc, instantly breaking through the barrier of the fallen leaves, and flashing away in the direction of the figure flying.

Yes!

A heart-rending cry came from the silent mountains and forests, and the aftermath was surrounding, echoing, and it was terrifying to hear.

After a long time, the trees rustled, the birds cried, and there was a puddle of blood in a corner of the jungle, an arm that had just been cut off.

The other party already knows his identity, if he is allowed to escape, Feixia City will really be in trouble, and the consequences will be very serious. However, if you want to deliberately pursue a frightened bird-like fugitive in the big reckless mountains and forests, it is almost no different from looking for a needle in the sea.

Murong Qingshui was really a little nervous, but the fat man who didn't show up for a moment of fighting was also gone, until a terrible scream rang out from the mountains and forests a hundred meters away, and this cry was clearly the commander and general who had just fled.

With her ingenuity, she naturally quickly understood what was happening, and the fat man was even better than a ghost, as if she knew that she couldn't handle the other party, but this action was too fast.

"Thank you!" Seeing the clumsy figure swaying out of the forest, Murong Qingshui thanked him sincerely, but he was thinking in his heart, how did this fat man fly over this 100-meter distance?

"I knew that Sister Qingshui was benevolent, and this kind of murderous rough work should naturally be solved by me. The fat man grinned, "But don't forget your promise, you have to give me a life first." ＂

"Of course, take your men to the Eagle Gorge now...... Murong Qingshui immediately called the commander.

...... It is the sunset obliquely, the remnants of the sun are like blood, outside the city of Yunlan, on the vast field, a stack of heavy camp tents towers, stretching for dozens of miles, looking from a distance, blowing smoke curling, thousands of military flags waving in the wind, horses neighing, and human voices are boiling.

It can be determined that this endless garrison camp should be the five-way army of the Cloud and Smoke Alliance, with a total of 3.5 million people. Such a huge and vast array of soldiers is enough to make countless cities bow down without a fight.

As everyone knows, this small Yunlan City, relying on the danger of being a strong city, did not sell this account, and put on a posture that would rather be broken than broken, and a large flag was planted on the 100-meter-high city tower, which read: "Coexist with the city!"

If you want to fight, then you will fight! It is clear that you are shouting at the millions of troops under the city. However, the strange thing is that the other side actually stationed troops for two days, but did not even launch an attack. Except for a handful of high-ranking generals, no one knows what they are waiting for?

The commander of the Fifth Route Army, while waiting for the news of entering the mountains to encircle and suppress the army, no one wants the front army to attack the city, but the rear has to prevent being attacked by the enemy, forming a situation of being attacked by the enemy.

On the one hand, they were fiercely discussing the strategy of attacking the city, and no one was willing to send their own troops to take the lead first, making it clear that there was no return on the base. Until a common understanding is reached, this pattern of siege but not attack will still be maintained.

......

Tens of thousands of madmen who had lost their minds raised their swords and danced their swords, and they rushed towards the depths of the mountains and forests with murderous aura.

In the other direction, there was also an army of tens of thousands chasing a group of fleeing people, and this situation continued to occur in this mountain forest. And the flow of people who fled, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, were all running in the same direction at the same time. Coincidentally, between chasing and fleeing, people from both sides naturally joined forces.

There were four strands on the fleeing side, each of which had about more than one person, all of them were guards dressed in camouflage costumes, and at this time they gradually merged together to form a rout army of 40,000 people.

There are a total of five armies in the Yunyan Alliance to encircle and suppress the mountain, each with 200,000 people, except for one that was completely wiped out by the fat man, the remaining four armies were also constantly attacked and killed, encroached, and each crazy pursuit army seemed to have only about 50,000 people left, and now the troops were united, forming a large wall of 200,000 troops chasing 40,000 people.

According to Murong Qingshui's plan, after the guards of various provinces joined forces, they did not hurry to hang the chasing army behind them, led the other party's nose around in this inaccessible mountain, and led them step by step to Luoying Gorge, which was the preset final battle place.

The sheer superiority in numbers gives the enemy a sense of security, like an unsuspecting hunter chasing a small prey that poses no threat, never expecting the other party to dare to bite him in return. He has completely forgotten the cruelty of war, and has forgotten the wise words of the soldiers. When they woke up, they were all piles of corpses, left in the mountains forever as fertilizer.

At dusk, the sunset is like blood.

The 200,000 army, which had been chasing for a day, finally blocked the 40,000 people who were desperately fleeing in a canyon with high walls on three sides, and a cheer of excitement shouted from the mouths of the 200,000 soldiers who were dragged to exhaustion.