In the nameless mountains and wilderness, a bloody war raged here, the 200,000 elites of the Chiyan Third Army and the disciples of the Wudang Dao Sect of the Human Race were strangled together, swords and sword lights collided, blood splashed from time to time, and mutilated corpses fell.

The Red Sword Slashing Mountain Army Formation evolved into a flame giant sword, and the True Martial Seven Sword Formation condensed the sword light of death, and the swords competed, and the sound of fighting, screams, and roars enveloped the entire battlefield.

"Red Flame Iron Cavalry, Assault!" The 30,000 Red Flame cavalry sprinted forward with their spears in their hands, riding a dense scaly fire-scaled cow horse, a strange creature with the body of a horse and a cow's head.

With the speed of a horse, the stamina of an ox, and the two horns on its head, it is extremely aggressive, making it a heterogeneous creature that is most suitable as a war horse.

Thirty thousand fire-scaled oxen and horsemen charged at the same time, causing the earth to shake violently, and billowing smoke and dust rose up, as if the fiery red frenzy was surging and rushing.

"Seven cuts of real martial arts, across mountains and rivers." Song Yuanqiao personally led a group of disciples of the Wudang Dao Sect to form a small Zhenwu Seven Sword Formation and blocked the Chiyan Iron Cavalry.

A heavy sword qi surged, forming a lifelike black and white sword river in front, forcibly cutting off the path of the Chiyan Iron Cavalry forward, and when the sword light shone, some Chiyan cavalry were stopped and killed, and there were also fire-scaled cattle and horses were cut off four hooves.

Of course, the disciples of the Wudang Dao Sect also had a lot of casualties, the iron cavalry collided angrily, the black and white sword river cracked, and the dozens of Wudang disciples who lost the protection of the sword array were pierced by the flame war spear on the spot.

The killing battlefield was constantly divided, the third army of Chiyan began to stretch the battle line by virtue of its numerical superiority, and the Zhenwu Seven Sword Formations had to change their strategies, and the disciples combined and divided into small sword formations for hard fighting.

"Refining the three swords, kill." The second elder of the Refining Flame Great Sect harnessed the three fiery red battle swords, slashed out ninety-nine flame sword lights, and forcefully penetrated a small Zhenwu seven-cut sword formation, killing fourteen Wudang disciples.

"Roar, your opponent is me." The actions of the Second Elder Lian Yan angered Zhang Cuishan, and he used the lion roar skill that Xie Xun had passed on to him, and the furious sonic attack directly shocked more than a dozen Chiyan soldiers to death.

The attention of the Second Elder of Lianyan was attracted, and he surrounded himself with three battle swords, like three flames of light guarding him, and his gaze containing killing intent locked on Zhang Cuishan, "Who are you?" ”

Zhang Cuishan broke away from the sword formation and came to the front of the Second Elder of Lianyan alone, "Wudang Dao Sect Zhang Cuishan." ”

"Kill you first, then kill Wudang." The Second Elder of Lian Yan murderously harnessed the three battle swords and attacked Zhang Cuishan.

"Boom..."

Zhang Cuishan faced the battle with Tai Chi swordsmanship, and the black and white Tai Chi circles extended in the battlefield, one after the other, and hundreds of fierce sword qi surged, densely packed, not giving the second elder of Lian Yan a chance.

In the center of the battlefield, Zhong Changwen boarded another fire-patterned red copper chariot that could take off, the battle flag of the Chiyan Third Army fluttered in the wind behind him, he held the war knife in his hand, ignoring the bleeding wounds, staring at Zhang Sanfeng with a cold gaze, and said with a cruel smile, "Zhang Sanfeng, today is the day of the destruction of your Wudang Dao Sect." ”

Wudang Mountain suppressed the sky, Zhang Sanfeng was surrounded by black and white sword light, and replied unhurriedly, "Immeasurable Heavenly Dao, General Zhong is too happy." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a golden light shining in the distant sky, followed by Zhang Wuji's majestic voice, "It's really too early to be happy." ”

The red bronze chariot rose into the air, and Zhong Changwen's expression became solemn, "Hmm... Another Terran Venerable. ”

"Hahaha... Mowgli, you're here. Zhang Sanfeng laughed loudly, looking extremely happy, and asked unabashedly, "How is the battle of the Great Sect of Refining Yan?" ”

Shining with bright golden light, Zhang Wuji flew directly to Wudang Mountain, and said with a smile, "The Thirteen Mountains of Alchemy are all under the control of my Ming Sect, and the millions of war weapons that exist there in the Chiyan Ancient Kingdom are all owned by us. ”

He was in a particularly good mood at this time, because the Ming Sect had gained a lot in the battle of Refining Yan Mountain, not only obtained many refining secret methods of the Refining Yan Sect, but also successfully found the hidden arsenal of the Chiyan Ancient Kingdom.

In the Tibetan arsenal, Mingjiao obtained millions of war weapons, as well as nearly 10 million energy yuan stones, as well as various war materials such as food and siege equipment.

Obviously, the Chiyan Ancient Kingdom regarded the Thirteen Mountains of Refining Yan as a strategic place that could attack the Xuanxue Great Domain, and they had secretly prepared so many war materials, it would be absolutely deceptive to say that they didn't have ideas about the Xuanxue Great Domain.

However, all of this was cheapened by Mingjiao in the end, and the materials that the Chiyan Ancient Kingdom had prepared for many years were all taken away by Mingjiao, and even the Thirteen Mountains of Lianyan were captured by Mingjiao.

In this way, it would be difficult for the Chiyan Ancient Kingdom to enter the Xuanxue Great Domain again.

"Impossible!" The loss of the Thirteen Mountains of Refining Yan shocked Zhong Changwen, and he subconsciously wanted to refute, "You don't want to deceive General Ben, the Great Sect of Refining Yan has..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Zhang Wuji spoke first, directly shattering the last hope in his heart, "The Seven Ancestors of Refining Yan and the so-called Three Sect Elders of Red Cliff are all dead, and there are no bones left." ”

Zhong Changwen was silent for a while, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said with a wild laugh, "Hahaha... You Terran boy, don't try to deceive General Ben. ”

Although he didn't believe it, he felt a deep despair in his heart, because he sensed it very clearly, and there was a terrifying murderous aura permeating the Terran Venerable who rushed in front of him, which was the breath of death left after the bloody killing.

And the most important thing is that the direction Zhang Wuji came from is exactly where Lianyan Mountain is located, and in addition, there is still the breath of life of the Seven Ancestors of Lianyan and the Three Sects of Chiya on his body, it is obvious that what Zhang Wuji said is true.

But the more true it is, the more unacceptable Zhong Changwen is, because once he accepts this fact, then the military spirit of the entire Chiyan Third Army will probably be gone.

At the same time, Zhong Changwen was also afraid that he would lose his fighting spirit because of this, so no matter what, he couldn't admit the fact that Lianyan Mountain was lost, only in this way could he have the belief to continue fighting.

"If you don't believe it, this sect leader can't help it." Zhang Wuji didn't have time to argue with Zhong Changwen, he still had more important things to do, that is, to kill the enemy, "But soon you will believe it, because your fate will be the same as theirs." ”

Zhong Changwen gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice, "Today, the Human Race is going to have a Yuan Shen Realm Venerable fall. ”

On Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng asked curiously, "Oh, General Feizhong, do you have any other powerful backhand that you haven't used?" ”

"Hmph, I didn't want to use this trick." A cold light flashed in Zhong Changwen's eyes, and he suddenly ordered in a loud voice, "All the soldiers listen to the order, and quickly run the Flame Blood Concentric Method." ”

Zhang Sanfeng's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly reminded, "It's not good, this guy is going to use the secret technique of the race." ”

According to the information held by the Terrans, the Flame Spirit Clan has a unique racial secret art, which is called the Flame Blood Concentric Method.

In the countless open and secret battles between the human race and the fire spirit race, this flame blood concentric method has made the strong people of the human race suffer a lot.

"Whoa..."

I saw that on the battlefield, there were thousands of Red Yan Army soldiers surrounding a big circle, among which three thousand soldiers sat on the ground and directly began to operate the secret arts, while the rest of the Red Yan Army soldiers were responsible for guarding outside.

Suddenly, a blood-red light burst out from the earth, running through the sky, and those blood lights contained powerful energy, converging straight towards Zhong Changwen.

This is through the relationship between the bloodline of the same clan, with the racial secret technique of the Yan Spirit Clan, the power of the three thousand Red Yan Army soldiers on the earth is integrated into his body, and the combat effectiveness is forcibly improved.

Zhang Wuji looked at it with interest, and didn't interrupt, "The blood is connected, and the blood is together, this Flame Blood Concentric Method is not simple, and it is worth studying and studying." ”

The secret technique of the race of the Yan Spirit Clan gave him a lot of inspiration, maybe the Ming Sect can also try to study this secret technique, and even the entire human race can try to study this kind of secret technique of synergy between the bloodlines of the same race.

The Terran has only risen for less than 10,000 years, and for the Eastern Xuan Realm that has existed for countless years, the Terran is still too young, even compared with some median races that have been inherited for tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years, there are also many shortcomings, all in all, the Terran has a lot to learn.

"Roar!"

Above the sky, in the red bronze chariot, Zhong Changwen's body was constantly getting bigger, his momentum was becoming more and more violent, and the crimson flame light shrouded him.

A beast roar resounded through the sky, shattering the clouds and mist in a radius of dozens of miles, and the earth below was gently shaking, with billowing smoke and dust rising upwards, and a strong wind howling in the sky.

Suddenly, the red copper chariot was torn apart by an invisible force, and Zhong Changwen, who was dozens of meters high, manifested in the air, his body was covered with golden and red lines, and the sharp horn on the top of his head was more than ten meters long, as if it was a stabbing magic spear.

Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, and said with a serious expression, "His strength is still improving rapidly, and he is about to cross the Yuan Shen Realm." ”

Fusing the power of the warriors of the three thousand clans, Zhong Changwen became stronger, and the injuries he had suffered before were slowly healed.

Zhang Wuji used the power of the bronze bell to deduce the limit of the secret technique of the Yan Ling race, "Master Da, you can rest assured, the Yan Blood Concentric Method is powerful, and it can only improve its strength, not the cultivation realm, he can't cross the Law King realm." ”

Unable to enter the Law Monarch Realm, Zhang Sanfeng was a lot more relieved, and he only found out at this time that Zhang Wuji actually came alone, which made him feel very strange, "Wuji, what about your Ming Sect members?" ”

"They're slow, they're all behind." Zhang Wuji explained while observing Zhong Changwen's new changes, "I'm afraid that you are in danger, so I came first. ”

"What then?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at the battlefield below and said distressedly, "There are more than 100,000 Yanling Clan warriors here, and with our strength alone, it is not enough to annihilate them completely." ”

The number of disciples of the Wudang Dao Sect is limited, and it is barely possible to be in charge of the blocking battle, but if the Chiyan Third Army is ready to retreat, the Wudang Dao Sect alone cannot stop them.

A large-scale war of annihilation still requires sufficient troops, and in this regard, the Mingjiao, which has believers all over the human race and millions of soldiers, is the most suitable.

"Rest assured, they'll be able to catch up soon." The Sun Ancient Scripture in Zhang Wuji's body began to operate, and he said with interest, "But before that, we have to deal with that guy first." ”

Zhang Sanfeng held his sword and reminded, "You have to be careful, he has a different fire thunder gang spirit flame, which is a kind of strange fire that can pull thunder and flame to fuse." ”

"That's interesting, I like the alien venerable with alien fire the most." Zhang Wuji thought about it and decided to face Zhong Changwen alone, "Master, you take a rest first, let me have a good understanding of his skills." ”

"Kill!" didn't need Zhang Wuji to take the initiative, Zhong Changwen, who had improved his strength, would kill him first.