In Baling City, Qin Yang, who had been sitting on the Yin Horse, jumped up in an instant, only to see him leaping into the air across the **** horse, as if the entire void had been shattered.

If the void is compared to a piece of sea, and Chen Jing is a fish in the sea, and the flame of the power of the wish is the waves, then Qin Yang is the giant boat that rushes into the sea from the land, riding the wind and waves, and where it passes, the flame of the wish scatters away, and it is impossible to get close to the length of the black halberd in his hand at all.

A halberd stabbed out, and the void was silently annihilated, stabbing straight towards the peak of the Wish Flame.

A sword roared, and the black halberd seemed to pierce into the jungle of gold and iron, emitting a series of ringing sounds of gold and iron. The black halberd is like a boat breaking the waves, the flame is scattered, and a blue butterfly wanders with the waves like a small fish in the flame.

Qin Yang didn't stop, and the **** horse void had already chased after the butterfly, and the black halberd in Qin Yang's hand stabbed out without any tricks, and the purpose was the light blue butterfly.

With a light flap of the butterfly's wings, it suddenly disappeared under the black halberd. At the moment of disappearing, the wishing flame like a wave of the sea suddenly rolled up a wave of fire, surging towards Qin Yang from all directions. Qin Yang waved the black halberd in his hand and waved the black halberd into a circle, and the flame suddenly couldn't get close, and it collapsed at the same time.

At this moment, a faint sword groan sounded in the void again, but no one knew where the sound came from, but Qin Yang seemed to be able to see it, a halberd stabbed out, the void folded up like an undercurrent, and a sword that seemed to be condensed into a sword with aura appeared there, and the black halberd pierced the sword body and dispersed instantly. Only those with high eyesight know that the sword is not completely dispersed, because the sword spirit is not dead, everything is still controlled by the sword spirit, which is the benefit of the sword intangible.

At the moment when the sword light dissipated, there was a change, the butterfly in the sword light soared up, and the sword light did not disappear as before, but scattered into countless sword filaments and stabbed towards Qin Yang at that moment, as if it was a dust brush. I saw that the black halberd in Qin Yang's hand stirred in front of him, and a whirlpool immediately appeared, rolling the sword wire into it.

Chen Jing was horrified in his heart, those sword wires were all sword bodies made of painstaking sacrifices, if they were crushed and twisted again, he was afraid that this sword would be completely destroyed. Urging the Wish Flame to pounce on that Qin Yang again, a strange sound came out of the void, and this sound was made by the Misty Sky Butterfly. Back then, Chen Jing was lost in an instant in the cry of the misty butterflies that were still butterflies. As soon as the cry came out, Qin Yang's movements were really slight, and in this slight moment, those sword filaments that were stirred into the whirlpool immediately flashed out, gathered on the butterfly's body, and turned into a sword, and the butterfly was like a brand on the sword.

The sword body moved slightly, and it had fallen into the flame of the power of the altar in the space below, and in this flame of wish, he could feel infinite power, which was an invisible power that allowed him to come back to life on the edge of life and death again and again.

Chen Jing manifested in the wish flame, still a light blue magic robe, there was no sword in his hand, the sword had been dispersed into the wish flame, and through the sword body to communicate the aura in the void, let the wish flame manifest, in the eyes of the people, the altar was burning with raging flames, each tongue of fire was like a sword that wanted to flutter its wings and fly, the sound of the sword was endless, as if to tell everything in this Baling City, the river god was fine, and there was still hope.

Chen Jing stood on the altar, feeling the burning wishing power, in his heart, there was an idea of rushing over and dying with that Qin Yang, he was surprised in his heart, and tried to suppress this impulse, he didn't expect that this wishing power actually had such a strong thought, and the thought was full of hatred and unwillingness, and there was a kind of ruthlessness that would die with the enemy.

In addition, he could feel the surging leyline spiritual power of this overlord city through the altar, but this leyline spiritual power was completely different from the spiritual power of Jinghe River and the earthly qi of Junling Town, and it did not have half of the kind of breath that the mountains and rivers should have, but a kind of gloomy and depressing, vaguely, Chen Jing seemed to smell a bloody breath from the leyline spiritual power, and it seemed that there were endless resentful spirits roaring.

Qin Yang volleyed his horse into the air, the void surged, and a halberd stabbed down.

"Pop ......" the void shattered. The black and heavy halberd plunged straight into the void, and the surging aura pressed down like a black wave. The only light in the entire city of Baling is the flame of the altar in the center of the city, like a lonely lighthouse in the boundless night sea, guiding those who are in the darkness to return home.

The endless darkness was gloomy and gloomy, like the Black Sea hanging upside down in the sky, rolling and surging, with the black halberd in the hands of the Yin Horse under Qin Yang's crotch as the wave, with the potential to engulf the creatures of heaven and earth.

When the mind loses its restraint, it is like a river that breaks down the riverbed, turning from an ordinary river into a flood that devours all living beings. When their right to live is ruthlessly deprived, even if they die, the thoughts in his heart will exist forever, because they represent the most primitive heart of survival, no matter what time and space they are in, there will be no difference.

When the people in the city felt the overwhelming pressure, they burst out with the same terrifying unwillingness and murderous aura, which was the madness and resentment of dying.

"Kill!"

The people in the city, at this time, there is not a single person whose face is not full of murder and is no longer kind. How devout he was to Chenghuang, how resentful he was at this moment.

In Chen Jing's murderous shout, he rose to the sky and stabbed straight with a sword, at this moment he was no longer stabbing the sword, and the people of the whole city were working together to kill the enemy and survive.

The people outside the city couldn't see the people in Baling City struggling to survive, but they heard the word "kill" shouted by more than 100,000 people in Baling City with all their strength.

"Kill! \"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

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The voice was filled with madness and unyielding hatred, and there was a strong killing intent in the killing word.

Of course, those disciples of the Xuanmen Dao Sect at the bottom of the mana couldn't hear it, but the King of Nalan in the sky north of Baling City could hear it, and he was still seeing it in the sky. He floated in the sky above the city, through the endless yin qi, only to see Chen Jingzheng being shattered again and again by a Yin cavalry general, but each fragmentation would manifest again in a very short situation, raise his sword again, and pounce on the Yin cavalry general.

"Kill!"

Chen Jing shouted frantically, I don't know if he was guiding, or he was affected by the thoughts of 200,000 living beings, and after his voice shouted, more than 200,000 people shouted in unison: "Kill."

If it weren't for the support of more than 200,000 people behind him, he would be dead by now. However, this strong wish power can keep his consciousness from dissipating after being hit again and again, but it can't increase his mana much, because his breath has not yet merged with the leylines of this Baling, even if his belief is strong, it can't allow him to get spiritual power from the leylines. The mana he can drive is the one that drives the sword body to communicate with the heaven and earth vitality.

Chen Jing is not a butterfly, but a blue-robed man, so that people can see themselves more clearly, he pounced on his body, his whole body burned with the flame of willingness, in his eyes, ears, nostrils, mouth, and sword, all of them were bursting with flames, he rushed out frantically, a sword stabbed out, his body seemed to pass through space, and suddenly appeared in front of the horseman, and a sword stabbed straight into the eyes of the black-armored horseman.

This rider was wrapped in black armor, and it was he who suddenly appeared in the city of Qin Guangwang that year, injured Jiang Liuyun, and later chased Ye Qingxue and him all the way out of Qin Guangcheng. Now that he appeared here again, he immediately knew that this Yin Cavalry General was the instrument spirit of the Qin Guang Wang Xi. But what made Chen Jing puzzled was that at that time, this Yin cavalry general had no face, or that his face was just a blur at that time, but now his face is very clear, it is the person Chen Jing knows - Qin Yang, who was the city god of Baling City back then.

He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't want to know now, he just wanted to kill him, although he didn't know what to do, so he had to do his best again and again.

The sword is a sword of fire, and the flame is burning wildly, and the flames are filled with the murderous intent of more than 200,000 people in the city.

Chen Jing couldn't see any emotion in Qin Yang's eyes, only coldness.

Qin Yang straddled the gloomy yin horse, without saying a word, the black halberd in his hand stabbed directly at Chen Jing, no slower than Chen Jing's sword at all. The black halberd stabbed out, Chen Jing immediately felt the layers of restraint, no one knew how strong the mental power he had to consume with a sword, the closer he got to Qin Yang, the more he had the feeling of the void frozen.

Sword after sword, death again and again.

The black halberd was raised, and just when the sword body was about to stab Qin Yang's eyes, the black halberd had already hit the sword body. The simple and direct blow of the halberd on the sword body made Chen Jing feel like a hammer hit in his heart, suffocating and in severe pain. This was the one hundred and thirty-second sword, and he had been repeating this sword ever since the first sword was hit at a distance where the black halberd was still extended.

However, each time he was scattered by a halberd, and each time he had to experience suffocation and the sharp pain of the cone.

"Kill!" This sound was shouted by Chen Jing's body before it manifested in the flame of willing power, and he forcibly endured the sharp pain that tore the nerve and soul, the purpose was to let everyone know that he was still alive and could fight again.

"Kill!" Tens of thousands of people in the city shouted in unison, and the sound was shocking.

It was precisely because he was scattered again and again and then manifested again, and roared to kill, that the people in the city couldn't help but shout this killing. If you just look at the two swords before and after alone, it is difficult to see the difference between the two swords, but if you compare the first sword with each of the one hundred and thirty-two swords, there is a world of difference.

The first sword was a halberd away from Qin Yang, and each of these one hundred and thirty-two swords was about to pierce Qin Yang's eyes.

Even King Nalan was a little looking forward to what distance Chen Jing could reach with the next sword at this time, wondering if in this way, in the end, Chen Jing would be completely wiped out under the black halberd, or what would happen after Chen Jing stabbed his sword into Qin Yang's eyes.

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"