In the Great Xia Imperial City, Lin Huang's figure has never appeared, but this place has been killed in the dark.

Jiang Licheng laid a cage covering the sky and blocked the territory of two hundred miles, so that no one could escape.

In the void, hundreds of black robes formed a formation, suppressing the strength of the Thirteen Kills and others, and constantly killing everyone. Jiang Licheng fought with the middle-aged man, and countless terrifying waves of qi swept through, dyeing the sky.

In the imperial city, the black-robed people killed excessively, and the blood-dripping sickle in their hands ruthlessly harvested the lives of one person after another.

Hundreds of people lost their minds and followed the black-robed army to kill people.

Lin Cangxue's sword light was like a dragon, and she continued to kill the black robe with an invincible attitude. The eight hundred death camps were like an indomitable sharp knife, and wherever the iron hooves went, even the black robe of the Tianyuan realm did not dare to plunder its edge.

In the long air, Jiang Licheng laughed loudly, with a look of contempt, "Everyone in the world is invincible, without those hidden means, it is possible to kill me Jiang Licheng?"

"Today, let Ben Hou make a move, and let you and others be removed from this Eastern Spirit Realm forever!"

Jiang Licheng's voice was like thunder, and the momentum around his body rose as the words fell, and with one hand he smashed the middle-aged man's flat shoulder, and his head of green silk turned into blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the big array, the several herringbone thirteen kills frowned, and felt a terrifying aura, comparable to the blood god Hou of the land of the locked dragon, yin and domineering.

"Blood Sacrifice Technique!"

Jiang Licheng let out a loud sound, and a terrifying devouring force was violently set off around his body, only in the white clothes flying, the blood on the battlefield flew up and down, and it was submerged into Jiang Licheng's body.

Jiang Licheng's body swelled, and there was a rumbling cracking sound in his body, which made the latter's momentum rise by three points again.

Feeling the powerful power in his body, Jiang Licheng showed a satisfied smile on his face, turned his head and swept up and down the sky, and the blood flew and he stepped towards Ye Hong's sleeves.

Above the sky, the digital herringbone thirteen kills change color.

They are the kings of the dark night, but they don't have the strength to reach the sky, and now under the blood-colored array, there is no means to hide their figures, and it is difficult to exert their real strength.

Facing Jiang Licheng, the second in the Wuhou list, he is invincible!

Recite......

At the moment when Jiang Licheng stepped on Ye Hongsleeve, above the sky, a fierce sword roar suddenly sounded. I saw a blue sword lightning, like thunder and lightning, illuminating the night sky, forcing Jiang Licheng to step on the kick.

Jiang Licheng frowned, turned his head to look at a place in the void.

I saw that above the tower of the imperial city, a white-clothed swordsman suddenly appeared, wearing a ghost head mask, coming from far and near, and stood beside Ye Hongsleeve in just a few breaths.

"Third kill?"

Jiang Licheng frowned and asked, feeling the endless pure sword intent from the white-clothed swordsman, as if the latter's own existence was a peerless blade that was invincible in the world.

The white-clothed swordsman with the ghostly mask stood with his hands in his hands and nodded slightly.

"I didn't expect that in order to kill me Jiang Licheng, even you appeared!"

Jiang Licheng was not afraid to laugh, and his expression became more and more unscrupulous, "It's just right, today Ben Hou will kill all the thirteen people and cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

In the long air, the white-clothed swordsman did not reply, but saw that among the six human characters and thirteen kills who had been besieged before, one of them suddenly took off the ghost head mask, revealing a face as warm as jade.

Jiang Licheng frowned slightly, looking a little surprised.

I saw that the man's figure was long, and his eyebrows were full of Confucian glory, only in the thin lips and spit lightly, the void was full of righteousness in the world, like a gathering of wind and clouds.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming!"

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a meteor!"

"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles!"

......

Up and down in the sky, smell the chivalrous line again!

Jiang Licheng looked at the person who spoke, obviously knowing that the latter was Feng Wanli, the leader of the Blood Clothes Alliance, and also the leader of the Yellow Character Battalion under Xuanyuan's account.

At the moment when Feng Wanli recited the chivalrous line, several illusory figures suddenly appeared in the sky, and the white-clothed sassy sword came.

And the figure of the thirteen killings of the herringbone in the void also disappeared with it.

Together with the white-clothed swordsman who killed for the third time, they all turned into wisps of green smoke and returned to the void.

Jiang Licheng frowned, and suddenly felt that the killing machine in the void had risen sharply......

"Bloody clothes!"

Jiang Licheng let out a low sigh, blood flowed all over his body, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a bloody cloth that covered himself.

In the sky above the center of the imperial city, Feng Wanli closed his eyes and recited chivalrous travel. The white-clothed swordsmen around him heard the movement and walked towards Jiang Licheng and hundreds of black robes.

Jiang Licheng also roared, turning into blood and killing countless white-clothed swordsmen.

......

To the south of the Great Xia Imperial City, there are two mountains.

One of them is called Namsan Mountain.

The other one is called the Great Summer Peak.

The two mountains are separated by hundreds of zhang and stand side by side, like two giant swords barbing the sky, guarding the Imperial City of Great Xia. No matter which mountain you stand on, you can see the Great Xia Dynasty at a glance.

When Lin Huang left the Great Xia Dynasty, he was on the top of Nanshan and watched Lin Beichen walk down the city wall gloomily.

Today, he stepped on Nanshan again, looking at the scene up and down the sky. And behind Lin Huang, there are tens of thousands of iron horses.

Looking at it from afar, the black pressure makes people feel extremely depressed.

Two years ago, when Lin Huang had not yet walked out of the Great Xia Imperial City, he was only in the realm of human yuan. At that time, he had discussed with Qin Xuance how a mortal could kill a strong martial artist.

It was a fruitless discussion, but the two men each presented their own ideas.

Although Jiang Licheng is not as good as Xuanyuan's enemy, he is the second on the list of Wuhou after all, except for the Blood God Marquis and the Yin Demon King, as well as those real living fossils in the Eastern Spirit Realm, who can be his opponent?

Whether it is the Jun Allure City or the combined force of the Thirteen Killings of the Human, it is very difficult to kill the latter, not to mention that at this time, Jiang Licheng has hundreds of black robes in his palm, and he has cultivated the Blood Spirit Hall Exercises.

If you want to kill the latter, it is even more difficult!

At the top of Nanshan, Lin Huang retracted his gaze and looked at the 10,000 god generals behind him, and then at the 10,000 iron horses on the Great Xia Peak, with a contemplative expression.

Between Nanshan and Daxia Peak, there is an incomparably huge bow and crossbow at this time, which is more than a hundred zhang long.

One end of the bow and crossbow was firmly fixed by the camp of the 10,000 gods of Nanshan. The other end is fixed by the Divine General Camp on the Great Xia Peak.

Another 10,000 iron horsemen used a huge iron rope to pull the bowstring hard!

Then Lin Huang carried an iron pillar that was a hundred feet long and stepped on the bow and crossbow between the two mountain peaks. One end of the iron pillar was sharpened to the point that it looked like a giant spear that was a hundred feet long.

It is also a shocking arrow feather that kills gods when encountering gods and killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas.

In less than half an hour, Lin Huang carried a hundred-zhang giant spear, walked to the center of the crossbow, and put the giant spear on the bowstring.

The camp of 10,000 gods between the two mountain peaks has already been fully drawn, waiting for the arrows to be wound.

A hundred-foot giant bow was drawn.

A spear of a hundred feet is on the string.

Lin Huang lay on the spear and quietly watched the battle over the Great Xia Imperial City......

(End of chapter)