was killed by Li Jingxuan two good hands in a row, and the corners of the eyes of the refining god on the opposite side twitched slightly. The current battle situation is developing in a bad direction for him: two of the eight congenital good players brought by him have died, and now there are only six left, and the other party's congenital originally had five, and at this time, with an inexplicable reinforcement, it has become a situation of six to six.

"Tie...... No, it is even possible that the other party will turn the tables!Alas, is it possible that I will lose this mission and not get the bounty?" the alchemist frowned slightly.

Although he himself is very reluctant to have such a situation, just the facts are the facts. Faced with the stalemate in front of him, he felt that if he still wanted to win, it was really necessary to use the back hand he had left behind. Maybe this backhand may bring more enemies to himself, but the main owner of this operation is over there, as long as he is killed, then no matter how many people die here, it has nothing to do with him.

"As long as this thing on me is still there!" the alchemist thought, sensing a certain ball in his storage space slightly, and his originally apprehensive heart settled down a little.

For him, the thing, called the Momentary Orb, is the key to the enemy chase he can escape after completing the mission.

"As long as there's a teleporter, I'm safe. So...... These innate qi inductions here or something...... It doesn't matter to me how much I die. He thought. After all, everyone was temporarily brought together because of interests, and the relationship between them was originally very indifferent, so he could naturally ignore the lives and deaths of most people here.

As long as...... As long as I can break through the interception of the Righteous Realm Great Confucian on the other side and pierce the little girl's head, I can escape.

That's a really good idea.

However, if you want to realize it, you still need some conditions.

"I need more chaos, see the water is muddy!" he thought to himself.

At that moment, he pulled out a canistrum from his bosom and aimed it at the sky.

"Whoosh...... Smack!" The signal projectile activated by the vitality quickly rushed into the sky, and then burst out and scattered, forming a huge purple skull under the blue sky and white clouds.

"Is this the so-called 'a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet'? However, such a huge skull, the other party's taste is really low!" "When such a big movement came out, everyone on the field was naturally shocked, and Li Jingxuan was naturally no exception, just looking at the hideous skull in the sky, although he still looked the same on the surface, but in his heart he shook his head vigorously and sneered: "Skeleton!

However, complaining is complaining, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and the other party suddenly made such a move, but its intention is understood by anyone.

"Oops...... The other party is going to call for reinforcements!" "Everyone on the Qianguo side couldn't help but be clever in their hearts, and secretly shouted that it was not good.

After all, they are not fools, they all know how vicious the other party is.

"These guys don't do nothing...... If they will shoot this signal, then they will be guaranteed to have a backhand!" This kind of thought not only existed in the hands of those ordinary guards, but even the great Confucian of the Righteous Realm thought so.

The Great Confucianism should actually be regarded as the Tao of Speech, but after the end of the Hundred Saints, the Holy Dao weakened, and those who were still on the earth gradually showed signs of integration. The original Gun Saint, Fist Saint, and Force Saint...... The flow of them converges into the inheritance of the rivers and lakes, and is called the warrior by the world, and the Fu Saint, the Qi Saint, the Law Saint, and the Array Saint...... The flow of the current Daomen has formed the current Daomen, as for the Saint of Words, the Saint of Illusion, the Saint of Words, and the Saint of Literature...... It is attributed to Confucianism.

So far, Confucianism, Taoism, and martial arts have been triparted, and they have infiltrated each other, and then formed the current mainstream inheritance.

In today's world, the Daomen are the strongest, but the Confucianism is also very prosperous, and the warriors are suppressed because of the behemoth of the Qianguo, and most of its masters are in the imperial court, but the rivers and lakes are increasingly weak, forming a polarized situation.

Fortunately, now the imperial court also knows that the rivers and lakes are already weak, and did not kill them all, but took it as a useful supplement for itself, so that the rivers and lakes have a chance to breathe. In the past hundred years, all the major sects on the rivers and lakes, especially those so-called famous sects, righteous people and some "evil" people who are close to the imperial court have become more and more harmonious with the imperial court, and they have become the most basic source of worship for the imperial court.

As far as the current situation is concerned, most of the worshippers and guards here are from the rivers and lakes, with the exception of the silver-armored man who used the Guan Sword and the righteous Confucian who sat in the rear.

The silver-armored man is a general from the military, while the great Confucian is a master of Confucianism, and he is also the literature teacher of the three princesses, which is the so-called "princess fu".

Nowadays, the strength of Confucianism is divided into five levels like Taoism and martial arts: Zhixue, sincerity, justice, governance, and peace in the world.

This great Confucian is a strong man at the peak of the righteous realm, and he still touches the edge of the realm of governing the country, and he is one of the top figures in the imperial court. If not, his personality is indifferent, and he is not easy to compete, he was slightly willed, and he was assigned to this insignificant princess's mansion and became the princess's teacher, but I am afraid that he is not here now, but high above the court, at least he has to be a waiter.

However, it is precisely because he is here that the stability of the princess's line is guaranteed. Not to mention anything else, just a slight stop here had already shocked the guy opposite, who looked very uneasy to provoke, and made him dare not make a move, and then turned an earth-shattering battle into a small noise in front of him.

"I wanted to keep it on and let them retreat...... But now it seems that I can't make a move!" the great Confucian shook his head lightly and took a step forward: "Okay! Then let me Xia Di calm down this chaos now!"

He stretched out his hand, gently stroked his long beard, and sang, "I have been surprised that the pillow is cold, and I will see the window bright again." I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. ”

The chanting sounded, and within a radius of 100 zhang, there was a chill in the forest. It was a warm season with a clear sky and a good day, but in an instant, it turned into the cold ice of deep winter snow, and the heavy snow fell down from the sky, accompanied by the cold wind that fell on each other's bodies, not only freezing the bodies of those people on the opposite side in an instant, but also because of the heavy snow, these people's bodies were "crunched...... Crunch......" After a while, except for a few innate and mid-level players on the field who were still forcibly supported there, everyone else could no longer bear the pressure of the cold and heavy snow that penetrated through the bones, and they fell to the ground helplessly, turning into a lump of snow sculptures.

"This ...... Is this the result of the action of the Great Confucian of the Righteous Realm?" Seeing the inexplicable heavy snow falling in the sky, and the cold air emitted by this heavy snow was unexpectedly impossible for even the innate master to resist and then was frozen, crushed, and suffocated to death, Li Jingxuan's eyes couldn't help but widen, and his heart was full of surprise and horror.

One move to take away a wave of masters, this is really unimaginable to him.

However, just when everyone on the side of Qianguo was shocked by the great Confucian Xia Di's sudden attack, a silver sword light was like lightning breaking through the sky, sweeping a distance of more than ten zhang and hitting Xia Di's throat.

At this time, Xia Di had just finished singing the poem above, and his breath had not yet had time to calm down, so he couldn't chant the next poem at all, and naturally it was impossible to parry the other party's sudden sword.

"What should I do?" everyone could only watch. After all, this sword was too fast for them to rescue.

"Alas......" Xia Di sighed, but there was no panic on his face.

He stepped back lightly, as if to retreat, but his hand had somehow taken out a notebook from his bosom and threw it lightly. The calligraphy is written on it, and the paper is soft and elegant, but this soft paper is as hard as steel under the infusion of vitality.

In the face of the stabbing long sword, Xia Di just waved his hand lightly in the air, and a seemingly soft but upright vitality spread out from his hand, and then stretched the calligraphy open. I saw that on the stretched and open calligraphy, a long poem stood leisurely:

You don't see Kunwu Iron Smelting Flying Smoke, red light and purple gas.

Good work training for a few years, cast the sword name Longquan.

The color of Longquan is like frost and snow, and the good work is amazing.

The glazed jade box spits lotus flowers, and the staggered gold ring reflects the bright moon.

It happened that there was no wind and dust in the world, and fortunately Zhou Fang was a gentleman.

The fine light is dark and green and snake-colored, and the article is covered with green turtle scales.

Non-direct friendship rangers, but also close to heroes.

He Yan was abandoned in the middle of the road and drifted to the edge of the ancient prison.

Although it is useless to sink and bury, it can still soar into the sky night and night.

The words on the calligraphy are smooth and smooth, and the ink is fragrant like an orchid, at this time, under the stimulation of Xia Di's own vitality, there is a faint sharp and compelling green energy. The green qi is like smoke, condensed and formed, but in the case of no one controlling, it naturally formed a sharp long sword with a misty brilliance.

The long sword hung in the air, let out a dragon groan, and then shook and slid through the air with an unusually mysterious trajectory, and met the sword move on the opposite side.

For a while, the silver sword light and the cyan sword light on Xia Di's side collided together. The boundless sword qi scattered away, and the complicated sword momentum made people dizzy.

In Li Jingxuan's eyes, the silver light is like a dream, and there are dense sword shadows in all directions, virtual or real, like the cherry blossom forest after being swept by the wind, and the countless petals that fall down are layered on top of each other, covering every inch of the land, and there is really no one to see the sword shadow.

And the blue light that melted from the calligraphy turned in a circle from the air. The blue light circled, the sword blade swept the circle, and the sharp sword qi turned the place where the sword light passed into a piece of clear space. The sound of soft groaning came from the sword, like the whisper of the wind, like the low roar of thunder, and like the clear roar of the dragon, seemingly powerless, but there was a boundless momentum emanating from it.

At first, the cyan sword light completely fell into the suppression of the silver light, but as the cyan sword light danced, the cyan sword qi flourished, and the silver light gradually could not suppress the cyan sword light. After a while, the cyan sword rays broke free from the sword momentum of the silver sword light that was like falling cherry blossoms, and then showed off a mysterious trajectory, surrounded it, and staged a big turning point of encirclement, breakthrough, and counter-encirclement.

"Is this the strength of the peak of the God Refining Realm? It's really amazing, you can actually rely on a calligraphy to make a draw with the other party. However, this may also be because the other party's reinforcements are about to arrive, so that lord is a little anxious! Although it is not very good to break out at this point now, this is not no way?" Li Jingxuan can understand such a decision.

At the moment, he also understands what he needs to do.

The big guys have the battlefields of the big guys, and the little guys have their own things to do.

Li Jingxuan immediately used his body to bypass the staggered and entangled sword momentum light that roared lightly from time to time, and killed the last two innate masters who belonged to the enemy who had retreated to the side because the two big men were fighting together.

The two men, who seemed to be brothers, were very similar in appearance, and their weapons were exactly the same—two stout iron rods, but they looked very heavy.

As characters of the Innate Realm, although they were fiercely placed by Xia Di in Fang Cai's attack and were a little injured, they still persevered with their own strength after all. As good players who can see and listen to all directions, they naturally saw Li Hao with a sword and knew what Li Hao was going to do now.

"Do you want our brother's life? Hmph, let's see what you're capable of. The two of them snorted coldly in unison, and raised the weapons in their hands and beckoned towards Li Jingxuan.

For a while, two thick and heavy iron rods were danced into two black whirlwinds by them, and they beckoned towards Li Jingxuan's body with a violent whistling sound.

Li Jingxuan looked at it intently, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he understood the path of these two people: as brothers who used heavy weapons like iron rods, their moves were unusually concise and clear, and there were no complicated changes. Pulling, sweeping, picking, poking, splitting...... Every move and every style brings a thousand powers, which makes people feel frustrated that is difficult to match.

"That's a lot of strength...... If you were still alive, I would not be your match, but you are still hurting. Li Jingxuan shook his head gently, his originally elegant figure was slightly certain, and he raised the long sword in his hand.

At this moment, his long sword stabbed straight into the air, and the volley was a little towards the brother's place. A sharp sword light then seeped out from the blade, and a majestic and heavy aura condensed on it. In an instant, the air flow above the tip of the sword was swallowed, and the sharp sword qi shot out in the flickering light of the sword light, and shot straight into the man's face.

"Hmph...... What a sword qi!" Seeing Li Jingxuan stabbing this sword, the light in the brother's eyes became more and more intense, he roared angrily at the moment, and the iron rod in his hand suddenly became a line, and at the moment when his body was slightly shorter, he swirled the iron rod and stabbed straight forward. At this moment, his body was churning with qi and blood, and a strong and majestic momentum erupted from his body, gathering a group of condensed and vast enemies on the tip of the iron rod, facing the tip of Li Jingxuan's sword.

At this moment, the tip of the needle is against Maimang!