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"General, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers. We are far away from the border, drifting across the ocean to invade Pearl Island, and we are already controlled everywhere, and it is difficult to move an inch. ”

"If it weren't for He Yaotian leading the army of the Black Armor Battalion to come to the rescue, and there was such a young genius under his command, we wouldn't have been defeated no matter what. ”

Long Jiu waved his hand, interrupting the guard's words, and shook his head with a wry smile, but no longer discussed the matter.

"Let's go, get on board. ”

The three warships had already been pushed into the sea by the martial artists, and the three hundred martial artists stood respectfully on the seashore, waiting for Long Jiu to board the ship.

Long Jiu strode towards the beach, followed by four guards.

However, at this moment, there was a dull sound of footsteps on the beach behind everyone, and it was obvious that a large number of people were coming.

Long Jiu stopped, and when he turned around, he saw He Yaotian galloping across the war horse with the Huiyao Treasure Sword.

Beside him, in addition to the two brothers Mu Tianyu, He Feng and He Chong, there is also a young man in golden armor, who is He Wuxi.

In addition, He Yaotian also brought five hundred blood weeping 'essence' sharp.

"Long Jiu! You want to leave so lightly, how can there be such a cheap thing!"

He Yaotian rushed towards Long Jiu first, jumped up from the horse's back with both feet, and was high in the air, holding the knife in both hands and slashing it fiercely.

The golden 'colored' sword is dazzling, two feet long, like a giant axe that opens the world, carrying the power of thunder.

"The sun is in the sky!"

With a slash, the brilliant golden 'color' knife light was really like a round of scorching sun, reflecting a piece of gold in all directions.

The faces of the four guards beside Long Jiu sank, and without saying a word, they rushed out together, waving their swords and slashing towards He Yaotian.

"Click!"

"Bang!"

In the loud noise, the swords of the four guards collided with the swords in the scorching sun.

Flying sand and stones, golden light four|' Shoot', the fine sand on the beach is flying all over the sky, as if it is raining heavily.

With a muffled snort, four guards retreated, two of them had their arms cut off, and the other two were shocked out of internal injuries, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

Long Jiu's eyes flashed with a 'fine' light, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, staring at He Yaotian who landed lightly.

"He Laogou, you actually broke through to the Martial Sect?"

The reason why Long Jiu was so surprised was because his four personal guards were all seventh-level martial artists.

These four people are all strong men who have experienced a hundred battles, and they cooperate very tacitly, and they dare to fight against the enemy and fight against the ninth-level martial artists.

Only a strong man in the realm of the Martial Sect could defeat the four of them in one move.

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But this was his secret, even if Long Jiu asked in surprise, he didn't answer a word, and rushed towards Long Jiu with his sword.

Long Jiu stopped talking, and raised a silver light sword with a gloomy face to meet He Yaotian.

Although He Yaotian's advancement to the realm of the Martial Sect brought him a trace of astonishment and surprise, he didn't pay much attention to it.

Because Long Jiu is one of the three great god generals of the Heavenly Wind Empire, he is also a powerhouse in the realm of Martial Sect!

Ten years ago, Long Jiu reached the realm of the Martial Sect, and ten years later, he was already a second-level Martial Sect.

Although he hadn't 'handed' for thirty years, and when he met again, He Yaotian had also broken through to the realm of the Martial Sect, Long Jiu still had the confidence to defeat him.

He Yaotian and Long Jiu, the 'fierce' battle against each other, and the 'engagement' of the strong martial arts sect are by no means something that any martial artist can participate in.

The violent shock 'wave' raged, directly scraping away the entire beach with three feet of fine sand.

The figures of the two flickered, bringing up countless afterimages and lights, and gradually moved away from the beach and hit the coconut grove.

The only remaining three hundred martial artists in the Shadow Hall had already rushed with swords, and the five hundred 'elites' who wept bloodied immediately met them and launched a siege.

He Feng, He Chong and Mu Tianyu also came with swords and fought with Long Jiu's four personal guards.

He Wuxian went straight to several generals under Long Jiu's command, those generals were all strong martial artists, and the weakest ones also had the strength of fourth-level martial artists.

Wearing the armor of the war dragon and holding the blood-drinking demon knife, He Wuxian was alone, rushing towards the four generals with an indomitable domineering spirit.

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

A sword bolt slashed out, sweeping towards the four generals.

The four of them were so arrogant, they dared to fight with one enemy and four enemies, and they were all angry with their nostrils spitting fire, and they killed fiercely with their swords.

Four sword rays stabbed out abruptly, colliding with the sword rays, making a huge noise, blasting many large holes in the beach.

Just when the sword light and sword light exploded, He Wuxian shouted coldly in his heart: "Little Qinglong, thunder!"

I saw that the blood-drinking knife suddenly burst out with a purple 'colored' thunderbolt, blasting towards the weakest fourth-level martial artist.

"Bang!"

The power of the purple 'colored' thunder and lightning was incomparably terrifying, piercing through the fourth-level martial artist's Yuan Force shield, blasting his head into charcoal.

"Ding! Kill a fourth-level martial artist and gain 6,000 experience points. ”

After killing the fourth-level martial artist with one move, the remaining three generals were all shocked and looked at He Wuxian in horror.

"Thunder and lightning are the Yuan Force of 'sex', Lao Tzu has never heard of it!"

"What the hell, someone can 'fuck' the thunder!"

The three of them roared in disbelief, but He Wuxian's blood-drinking knife struck again, with unparalleled strength.

One of them is a fifth-level martial artist, who uses a powerful swordsmanship that opens and closes, and holds the sword and actually fights against He Wuxi.

At the moment when the two swords 'exchanged' each other, He Wuxian shouted in his heart again: "Little 'hairy' ball, Sheng Yan!"

"Boom!" a golden 'colored' holy flame burst from inside the blood-drinking knife. 'Shoot' out, directly spraying the fifth-level martial artist in the face.

How terrifying is the power of the Holy Flame!

In an instant, the head of the fifth-level martial artist was burned into ashes and turned into a headless corpse.

"Ding! Kill a fifth-level martial artist and gain 8,000 experience points. ”

When the system prompt sounded in his mind, He Wuxian swung his knife again and pounced on the remaining two generals.

The two of them witnessed the tragic death of their companions, one whose head was scorched by thunder, and the other who was burned to ashes by the golden flames.

Seeing He Wuxian swinging his knife and slashing, neither of them dared to accept the move, so they turned around and fled to the beach.

It's just that with the speed of the two of them, how could they escape He Wuxian's pursuit?

He Wuxian used the Tianfeng footwork, the figure flew with the afterimage, caught up with a martial artist, and slashed out with a knife.

Inside the blood-drinking knife, a purple 'colored' thunderbolt erupted again, instantly piercing the man's Yuan Force shield and scorching his back.

This person was knocked over on the beach, and He Wuxian chased after him and slashed it with a knife, which resulted in his 'life'.

After that, He Wuxian carried the blood-drinking knife again and continued to chase and kill the last general.

The man finally escaped to the seashore, and just as he jumped and was about to jump onto the ironclad warship, a golden flame rolled in his back.

He was in the air, and before he could dodge, he was swallowed up by the holy flames, and his whole person was burned to ashes.

At this point, He Wuxian killed all four generals, and it was a neat mess, and he gained more than 10,000 experience points.

After defeating the four generals, He Wuxian rushed back to the battlefield on the beach, brandished his sword to join the battle group, and frantically slashed the Shadow Hall martial artists.

The sword is fierce, and with its invincible power, it continues to slash one enemy after another.

He opened the reconnaissance map, saw clearly in all directions, and was not afraid of being attacked at all.

Even, many times, when two or three martial artists came to besiege him, he would swing his sword and release a thunder grid, or a holy flame, to severely damage and kill those martial artists.

He Wuxian is like a tiger entering a flock, killing a few times in and out of the 'chaotic' battlefield, coming and going freely, and harvesting the enemy's 'life' like a grim reaper.

A few days ago, the little 'hairy' ball had been staying by Mu Zichen's side, and they had joined forces with her for a few days, and the two of them had come up with a set of combined moves.

Mu Zichen hid the small 'hairy' ball in his sleeve and used his palm to attack the enemy, so as to 'confuse' and 'confuse' the enemy.

However, after the two sides approached, a piece of holy flame suddenly erupted from her sleeve, making the enemy unable to guard against it, and they were all burned into ashes by holy flame.

When He Wuxian learned about this, he tried to practice and created a combo move by himself.

When fighting against the enemy, the little green dragon and the little 'hairy' ball stay in the wrapped space.

At the critical moment, He Wuxian opened the entrance of the enveloped space, and the two of them could spew out thunder and lightning and holy flames, as well as invincible bubble bombs.

Because the wrapped space is inside the Blood Drinking Knife, every time the enemy sees it, the thunder and holy flames spewing out of the Blood Drinking Knife will be shocking and inexplicable.

Seeing that the battle was coming to an end, He Wuxian also killed nearly sixteen martial artists, and his experience points were almost reaching the full value.

At this time, an earth-shattering explosion erupted in the coconut grove, and countless sand and stones were 'mixed' with the branches and leaves of the trees, like a flood rushing in all directions.

Hearing the violent explosion, He Wuxian turned his head and ran over without hesitation.

The three hundred Shadow Hall martial artists are almost dead, and the remaining fish that have slipped through the net will be 'handed over' to the five hundred Blood Weeps to solve it, and there is no problem.

He Chong and He Feng also immediately followed, and they both rushed to the coconut grove.

The coconut grove with a radius of thousands of feet is no longer a forest, and has completely turned into a scorched earth and ruins.

Thousands of coconut trees have long been blasted into pieces of wood and dregs, 'mixed' with sand and dirt, and scattered all around.

The woods are gone, only bare beaches remain.

The ground is also full of holes, and there are fifty or sixty large pits all over the place.

He Yaotian and Long Jiu were still fighting against each other, and what made He Wu's eyes split was that even if his grandfather broke out with all his strength, he was defeated by Long Jiu.

After all, Long Jiu was a second-level martial sect, and He Yaotian was only a first-level martial sect.

There are different levels of martial arts realms, and the gap between each level is a chasm that is difficult to overcome.

Especially when it comes to the unfathomable realm of Martial Sect, it is difficult to defeat the opponent by leapfrogging.

Long Jiu held a silver light sword, and was unleashing thousands of sword lights, attacking He Yaotian like a splash of flamed sword.

He Yaotian was wearing a fifth-level Xuan armor, but he had already been stabbed through a few holes, and the wound was still bubbling with blood.

In the face of Long Jiu's all-out attack, he could only hold the Radiant Treasure Sword, fight and retreat, and fight and block.

"He Yaotian, you are by no means the old man's opponent, today is your death!"

"As long as you die, no one in Qingyuan Country will be able to stop the old man's footsteps, and my Tianfeng army will be able to level Qingyuan Country just around the corner!"