readx;?“ The king is not there?" Bai Yingjie immediately realized that the fight in the enemy camp must have been done by Liu Zhengyu, no wonder the wolf warrior left, and he was unusually calm all afternoon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info purple

"Quick, convene the generals in front of the palace. ”

Bai Yingjie raised his feet and walked towards the main hall as he spoke, and when he was young, all the generals arrived one after another, and even the injured Hong Feiyang and Lu Tian, who were injured, heard that the king was going to the enemy camp alone, and they all came to the main hall.

Bai Yingjie had a little discussion with everyone, after all, the enemy camp was nearly 180,000 horses. He decided that Lu Tianshu would lead 8,000 people to stay in the capital city, and he would lead the remaining 10,000 people to help the king.

Immediately, the army reorganized the people, and Hong Feiyang walked to Bai Yingjie's side.

"Brother Bai, take me. ”

"Your injuries haven't healed, so you can recuperate here with peace of mind?" Bai Yingjie said with concern.

Hong Feiyang smiled bitterly.

"This little injury is nothing, not to mention that this battle is related to the honor and disgrace of the king, if it is defeated, not only the Nanban tribe will be destroyed, but the king will dominate the world and save all the people in water and fire, how can I recuperate with peace of mind. ”

Bai Yingjie sighed, knowing that although Hong Feiyang had been treated by the imperial doctor, his injuries had improved a lot, but they were still a little serious, they were all people who grew up on this continent, they were used to fighting since childhood, and they didn't care about life and death, but now they had found a common core, and he gently patted each other's shoulders.

"Be careful, brother. ”

Bai Yingjie and Hong Feiyang, with more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, rushed to the scene of the fight not far away, and then ordered to stop advancing.

Bai Yingjie can also be regarded as a person who commands the army, he did not blindly participate in the war, but took advantage of the fire of war to look at the battle in front, after all, the enemy is outnumbered, he wants to see the situation clearly, and then attack.

Liu Zhengyu is like a demon, constantly flickering, he may not know for more than two hours, how many local generals and soldiers died in his hands tonight, but the number of the other party is too much, as time goes by, the decline of physical strength, he is also constantly hit by the opponent's weapons and strength, but he is still struggling to support, and constantly killing.

Every time Liu Zhengyu was stabbed by the other party, the opposing soldiers seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and the attack became more violent.

The more Liu Zhengyu retreated, the more powerful the enemy pursued, after all, countless soldiers were above the realm of martial ancestors, and since he hit the first sword, he had not been able to stop in the slightest, and he also felt more and more overwhelmed.

Gradually, Liu Zhengyu was forced by the other party to retreat to a place less than 100 meters away from Bai Yingjie, and Bai Yingjie also clearly saw that the extremely brave young man in front of him was his king, but at this time, he was covered in bruises, obviously his strength was insufficient, if he couldn't get rest, I am afraid that his cultivation had reached the realm of immortals, and his combat effectiveness was super strong, and he would really be killed by the other party's sea of people.

Bai Yingjie stood up, raised the iron fan, and shouted.

"Brothers, kill me. ”

Bai Yingjie bore the brunt of the attack, and tens of thousands of people behind him screamed and quickly attacked the opponent's sea of people.

"Brother, why are you here?" Liu Zhengyu gasped and looked at Bai Yingjie and said.

Bai Yingjie waved the iron fan in his hand again and again, entangled with the enemy, and smiled at Liu Zhengyu at the same time.

"Fight for the king, even if the whole army is destroyed. ”

Liu Zhengyu was able to breathe, his physique was extremely clear in his heart, although he did not receive major serious injuries, but his body was also covered with scars, and the continuous incentive fighting made his physical strength reach the limit, and he had to rest a little at this time to recover his strength. He pressed the illusory sword against the ground, closed his eyes slightly, secretly exercised the true qi in his body, and began to repair his physical strength.

Bai Yingjie brought tens of thousands of people, each of whom was alive and well, full of physical strength, with loyalty to the king and hatred for the enemy, although the number was small, but the combat effectiveness was super strong, everyone fought with all their strength and fought bravely to kill the enemy.

Everything became frenzied, the soldiers on both sides kept falling, the indifference and ruthlessness of this continent were exposed again, and none of the soldiers on either side flinched, only knew how to kill, and had only one purpose, that is, to kill each other and then change to another target.

The war lasted for another quarter of an hour, and the casualties on both sides were extremely painful, Bai Yingjie's tens of thousands of people, most of the casualties, in the face of the other party's sharp attack, had begun to be exhausted, even so, the people of the Nanban tribe, none of them flinched, and still gathered their strength to resist it.

Liu Zhengyu saw it in his eyes, his heart was even more excited, he took a breath again, knowing that his physical strength had recovered to eight points, he volleyed into the air and flew into the air, the golden light around his body appeared, the air began to flow rapidly, and countless invisible swords appeared around him, he jumped suddenly, and his body, together with ten thousand swords, fell directly into the local camp.

The illusory sword kept swinging, and ten thousand swords surrounded the body, constantly slashing the opponent's life frantically.

The battle lasted for a long night, and it was not until the sky was bright again, and the day was five strokes, and the reason for the end was of course that nearly 180,000 men and horses of the other side were all buried here.

The only two people still standing on the entire battlefield were Liu Zhengyu and Bai Yingjie, their physical strength was already extremely exhausted, and they dragged their heavy bodies to one place at the same time.

"Oh, it's all over. ”

Liu Zhengyu smiled bitterly, looking at the corpses all over the ground, blood stained the sky red, he had benevolence in his heart, and he had killed countless people, but it was the first time that he slaughtered so many people at one time.

"It's just the end of a war, we still have a long way to go, Brother Bai, am I wrong?"

Bai Yingjie shook his head and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve.

"The king is not wrong, the road to becoming a king is to kill, only when the world is sincere and no longer resists, you can realize your ambitions, so that the world will no longer kill. ”

Liu Zhengyu sighed and said softly: "I hope that the war can really be stopped by war." ”

At this time, a person slowly crawled between the corpses, constantly crawling towards Liu Zhengyu and Bai Yingjie, and the two of them fixed their eyes on it, this person was Hong Feiyang.

Liu Zhengyu and Bai Yingjie had already collapsed their physical strength, but despite this, the two of them still strode in front of Hong Feiyang and helped him up left and right.

"King, we won, we are alive. Hong Feiyang's injuries were already very serious, but he still had a slight smile on his face.

Liu Zhengyu nodded slightly.

"Brother Feiyang, you resist it, and we will take you back for treatment. Liu Zhengyu knew that although Hong Feiyang could still speak, he was seriously injured, and his life was still worried.

Hong Feiyang smiled in severe pain.

"My lord, at this time I realized what you told me at the beginning, that there is only hope if you live. ”

Liu Zhengyu also smiled slightly.

"All brothers, you have to hold on, you must live. ”

Liu Zhengyu and Bai Yingjie supported Hong Feiyang, stepped on thousands of corpses, and slowly walked towards the capital, and the figures of the three of them became longer and longer.

The Southern Barbarian Tribe, which has the weakest military strength, has successively fought with the Northern Wilderness Tribe and the Xidi Tribe, because of Liu Zhengyu's own strength, they have successively declared victory, Liu Zhengyu's name is completely loud throughout the Immortal Empire, those small gangs and small factions who are unwilling to be convinced, hearing Liu Zhengyu's name are terrified, let alone coming to crusade.

For a while, Liu Zhengyu's deeds spread throughout the Immortal Empire, and many people have already admitted in their hearts that Liu Zhengyu will be the second king after the Purple Immortal Queen, and the Nanban people who were deeply inspired by Liu Zhengyu knew that the Nanban tribe army had suffered serious losses, and they volunteered to join the army.

After the Southern Barbarian tribe won both battles, although the losses were heavy, but there was a sense of strength, Liu Zhengyu almost disabled the Northern Wilderness tribe, and the Xidi tribe also suffered heavy losses.

Wenfeng Mountain Range, Wu Ling stood on the high peak, his eyes looked into the distance, that was the direction of the Nanban tribe.

Mu Feng slowly walked behind Wu Ling and gently put his hand on Wu Ling's shoulder.

"Door master, Liu Zhengyu is a demon, he slaughtered 180,000 living beings in one night. ”

"Yes, he is a devil, why did the ancestor let me hand over the Illusory Sword Technique and the Illusory Sword to him, he wants to be strong, just to realize his ambitions. Wu Ling thought of Deng Bo's death again, and when she thought of Liu Zhengyu's killing, she began to regret it in her heart.

"As a martial artist, as a member of the Holy Martial Sect, I must prevent Liu Zhengyu from becoming king. Mu Feng's eyes were sharp, revealing his ambitions.

Wu Ling smiled bitterly, and learned from Mu Feng's mouth that Mu Feng had an adventure, and his cultivation had reached the realm of Zhongxian Liba, but for the current Liu Zhengyu, he was still not the opponent of the other party.

"You are not Liu Zhengyu's opponent, not to mention what do you use to fight against the other party, now the Holy Martial Sect has been lonely. ”

Mu Fengyin laughed.

"Door Master, rest assured, I will gather the power of the world to fight against him, and I will not allow people with bad intentions to cause chaos in the whole world. ”

"Then what are you going to do?" Wu Ling took advantage of the situation to lean into Mu Feng's arms.

Mu Feng's arm held Wu Ling in his arms even more vigorously.

"I'm going to go down the mountain immediately, believe me, even if I can't win, I have the ability to fight against Liu Zhengyu. ”

Wu Ling raised his head and looked at Mu Feng with a real gaze.

"Then be careful, the Holy Martial Sect will always be your strong backing. ”

Mu Feng nodded, with an imperceptible smile on his face, although he was in the realm of immortals at this time, he had learned from the bottomless pit, he could have realized his ambitions with his practice, but he didn't expect Liu Zhengyu, who he had always hated, to break through above him again in his cultivation, he was insidious and cunning, with a unique mind, and he thought that his mind was unparalleled in the world, and he wanted to defeat Liu Zhengyu with his cultivation and disguise technique.

"Don't worry, wait for me to come back. ”

Mu Feng left the Wenfeng Mountain Range, and already had some plans in his heart, and the place he went to was the original Dongli tribe, and came to an island in the jealous water lake, where more than 10,000 people were hoarded, all of whom were loyal to the original Dongli tribe, led by Jiao Xuanyang, the son of the leader of the original Dongli tribe, and always wanted to fight back again, but their strength was too weak.

Of course, Mu Feng will also be here, starting his road to becoming a king.