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Snort~

This is a magical world covered with sweet and bloody breath between heaven and earth, there is no thunder flickering in the sky, but the heavy clouds are full of murderous intent, and the overflowing electric light turns into blood-colored light blades and falls towards the boundless dark red earth, and the terrible sound of breaking the sky will be replaced by a subtle sword sound, and the blood-colored air blade like heavenly punishment is directly slashed into pieces by a steel blade, like a bubble that turns into a pink light chip and disappears.

The steel was a long sword, antique, and the cold light on the blade of the sword shimmered like the starry sky on a winter night.

The long sword was controlled by a slender palm, pale, but absolutely powerful.

When!when!

The spirit sword Tianhe, whose prestige resounded in another world, directly turned into a silver straight line in Chen Fei's hands, firmly protecting the three zhang of Chen Fei's body, and the swordsmanship comprehended from the actual killing battle was assisted by the 'Demon Eye of Direct Death' to bring the concise and effective characteristics of battlefield martial arts to a certain extreme, and when the long sword flew over, the blade of the sword pointed directly at the weakest power point of those blood-colored light blades, and then just a tremble, and then the mighty and terrifying qi blade was directly shattered.

The consumption is absolutely subtle, and it is even far less than the recovery speed of any legendary-level powerhouse, but the expression on Chen Fei's face is becoming more and more solemn, or ugly-

Here, there is no way to return to the air!

If it was in the outside world, with the normal level of heaven and earth elements in the abyss plane, Chen Fei's newly generated sword qi level within one breath was enough to support the consumption of about thirty breaths at this level, but here, the intensity of the elements in the outside world was even far greater than that of the abyss, but these elements were completely not subject to Chen Fei's control!

The Prince of Blood, the thirteenth member of the Bloody Council beyond the ancient order - Beate Beard!

"Giggles, that's amazing... Yellow Turban General, such swordsmanship has surpassed all the swordsmanship masters that the little woman has ever seen... Concise and crisp, yet incredibly deadly, it's a fascinating aesthetic of war. With a delicate laugh, a petite woman in a black dress quietly appeared in the void in front of Chen Fei, her small body lying lazily on the scarlet clouds, like an angel who has fallen into desire, full of maddening dark charm, the scarlet tongue is slightly **** scarlet lips, and Prince Beate's eyes are full of intoxicated light waves. “。。。 I really want people to take possession of you... Checkmate. ”

Sting!

With a flick of his wrist, the Tianhe Spirit Sword in his hand slashed down vertically and incomparably straight, and the pure sword qi vibrated out above the spine of the sword, constricting into a bright silver line, directly shattering everything in front of Chen Fei, the scarlet thunderclouds were extinguished, and the silver sword light shattered together, and then scattered among the charming girls and the slaughtering generals, full of dazzling brilliance.

In just the next moment, this wonderful scene froze in Chen Fei's cold voice without a trace of temperature!

"Your Royal Highness, Prince Beate, your joke has gone a little too far... If you continue like this, Fei will recognize you as the prince of the Blood Clan Council, but Fei will not recognize the sword in his hand!" "I hope you've thought it through... ”

"Cluck, hehe... Hahahahaha!"

Chen Fei's words obviously exceeded Beate's imagination, the girl's face was obviously sluggish, and then a silver bell-like laugh came from the girl's throat, and then turned into an irrepressible wild laugh, the ink-colored curls became slightly blood red with the laughter, the scarlet eyes were even brighter, and the sharp but not hideous little fangs poked out from between her seductive lips, with a hint of secret invitation: "Terran... Are they all so cute?Giggles, if I had doubted that you were the incarnation of a high-level demon, then I could now put those simple thoughts behind me, such simple thoughts, only the human race still exists in the abyss, right? hahahaha... ”

"So that means there's no room for anything?"

"Unless you are my blood knight, and swear an oath for me to fight until the end of the years. The laughter stopped suddenly, and Beate, the prince of the blood clan, looked at Chen Fei, who was standing with his head down, and said seriously. "Then not only will I let you out, but your race and your city will be protected by the Blood Council as my vassals!"

"It's ridiculous... Your Royal Highness, is this absolutely possible?" In a faint laugh, Chen Fei's left hand behind him shone with a faint yellow light, like the afterglow of the sunset when it was about to set, warm, and a little dreamy that did not belong to reality. Chen Fei's light laughter also carried a bit of unreality. "However, I still want to thank His Royal Highness the Prince for giving me the time to prepare, if you keep attacking with those blood-colored air blades... Although it is true that it will not cause any major trouble, it is also a bit exhausting to conceal spatial fluctuations. ”

"Yellow Turban Army, unfold!"

In some hoarse whispers, the yellow light turned into a huge military flag and pierced directly on this dark red boundless land, and a bright yellow opened up in this blood-colored world, reflecting in the girl's blood-colored eyes, with a little anger and horror for no reason.

。。 How could it be possible to open the door to another world in my realm world, this kind of thing could be done by a small legend level!

Hula~

The huge military flag is windless and automatic, and on the bright yellow flag body, a large ink-colored character dragon and phoenix dance, wild and pious, sharp and bloody breath comes out through the pen, even in this blood-colored field, it cannot be concealed at all-Chen!

[Roar gathered under this banner]

Type: Enemy Treasure

Grade: A+

The heroic spirits who chase the same dream together have endless thoughts to erode the world, no matter when, no matter where, as long as this flag flies again, the fire of the Yellow Turban will burn the heavens and the earth!

The power belonging to the space flickered invisibly, and began to distort this blood-colored law world with Chen Fei's erect body as the center, chaos enveloped the whole world, and the thoughts of the heroic spirits eroded reality, re-showing the endless and tragic battlefield, the never-ending journey to the Blood Prince, in front of Beate Beard, the smell of dry and crazy air currents rolled up, it was iron and fire on the battlefield! The flaming heaven and earth, the fiery battlefield, but even more blazing than it is the frenzy of the warriors who want to ignite the heavens and the earth here.

"O flame of the yellow turban, rekindle!"

Gathered from the other side of time and space, the thoughts of the heroic spirits who once had the same pursuit and shared the same dream with Chen Fei are gathering and forming under the power of the military treasure. The thick and oppressive sky is full of broken blades... A battlefield with the broken and dead. Anyone can take their hearts for it. The roar of the weak traveled through time and space, eroding reality, even the law world of the blood prince could not stop this power, the experience of fighting under the same banner ten thousand years ago... This bond even crossed the barriers of time and space and life and death, and their battlefield was sublimated to eternity, and there was no need to choose a place to manifest - as long as the banner of the Yellow Turban flew again, then, "We will go to the ends of the earth with the general!"

This is to say, the sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand!

Where we are, it is the place where the yellow sky is shrouded, and when we draw our swords, it is the Jiazi of that year!

"This... This is... ”

The majesty of the Yellow Sky Army, even if the other party is a prince of the blood clan who has existed for thousands of years, but the wordless huge impact has not weakened at all, and even after experiencing countless betrayals, deceptions, and yin and yang violations, Beate's heart is mixed with indescribable shock and awe-

This is the soul of a true warrior, which can be opposed and can be the enemy, but it cannot be humiliated or seen by anyone! This is the most shocking and brilliant light that permeates the depths of all souls!

Click, click, click~

The sound of the killing armor leaf instantly filled the blood-colored world, calling the girl in the void back to the real world, and then the scarlet eyes suddenly contracted - just taken at the awe-inspiring power when this army appeared, the girl didn't notice it, I don't know when, the place where her eyes reached was occupied by the inky battle armor and the bright yellow yellow scarf on her forehead.

The armor leaves are solemn, the sword is out of the sheath, and the spear is like a forest, showing the cold killing power!

“。。。 The Yellow Turban Army... but do not want to be real, not an illusion or an illusion ... Such a large army, this kind of blazing fighting spirit, this kind of military momentum, is really unparalleled in the world, which makes people feel emotional, the world's strong army, it is really well deserved... But... Her eyes flickered slightly, taking in the army of yellow turbans that had spread to the end of the blood-colored world, and the corners of the girl's mouth slightly provoked a faint smile.

"However, the strength of these warriors is really disappointing, and the strongest ones are probably only... Well, that's what to call it, it's been too long... The petite right hand of the blood prince stroked his forehead with a headache, and his movements were so cute, and he suddenly clapped his hands and smiled as if he had finally thought of something: "By the way, it's called silver~ The highest-level warrior is just a small silver-level cannon fodder, my dear general, can it be that when you cultivate like this, will you still believe that countless weak people can cause trouble to the strong?"

"This level of cultivation, to me, no, or any demigod who has comprehended the law, even if he has comprehended only the most basic law such as flame, can kill your tens of thousands of troops in a few breaths, leaving no armor behind, giggles, are you here to show how sad your troops are? My general?" the Blood Clan's laughter at this time was extremely obvious malice and mockery, or because she was the thirteenth person who was beyond the original rules, but because of this. The weak ant lost his mind, and the demigod, who was extremely proud even in the Blood Council, was a little annoyed and angry.

"Is it ... Is it weak... ”

muttered in a low voice, Chen Fei seemed to have gone back to the past in his eyes, and saw himself who was still very immature and innocent - the young man in a shabby gray robe shouted at the thin man: "I just want to see how far Huang Tianshengshi, who represents the roar of the weak, can go... ”

"Great Sages and Mentors... I don't know how much the roar of the weak can do, but at least I am willing to accompany these weak guys on everything, countless people fall, I will also wipe their corpses, inherit their wishes, and continue to walk. The expression on his face softened slightly, even the dark golden eyes that saw through life and death seemed to be a little warmer, not as cold and indifferent as before, and the sword qi in his body ran quickly in the eight veins of the Qi Jing in an extremely mysterious way, and the cold taste gradually faded, replaced by a trace of vast and clear Buddhist aura. If someone can see the state of Chen Fei's body at this time, they will find that those bright and sharp sword qi have become much gentler at this time, and if you look closely, it is no longer a fine sword light, golden, subtle, but coherent, it is actually a Buddhist scripture containing the mantra of the Buddha's Avenue!

Buddhism's supernatural powers - the art of incarnation!

Bang!

Chen Fei, who stood solemnly, directly cracked into countless broken powders in a light sound, and scattered directly towards the world in all directions, Ling Beate, who was looking at Chen Fei mockingly, stiffened, and raised his right hand almost subconsciously, and the power of the scarlet law converged like a whirlpool, and then turned into a long whip of blood flowing with a crimson color, and whipped towards the 'Chen Fei's body' scattered in the void.

"Don't want to run, big, general, army!"

In the voice with a hint of anger, the blood whip was wrapped in a strong wind, and passed directly through the 'Chen Fei's body', thinking that Chen Fei had escaped, Prince Byatt's coquettish face became extremely ugly in an instant, but at this moment, Chen Fei's breath suddenly became several times stronger, which made Beate's face very happy, but in the next moment, the terrifying sword intent that was so strong that the heart was slightly stagnant came out, and the bright sword light froze the girl's expression directly on the beautiful face, which looked a little more funny-

Sword! Sword! Sword everywhere! Almost endless sword energy, endless sword intent!

Bright sword lights staggered across the sky, directly dividing the blood-colored sky into such a small size that it was unbearable to look at directly, but what made Prince Debeate's charming face a little pale was that these sword lights of different colors, each of which contained no less than the sword intent aura of the demigod level, although most of them had just stepped into the threshold of the demigod, but these sword intents were... None of them are repeated!

In the girl's slightly dull gaze, the countless sword lights that pierced the heavens and the earth suddenly froze, and countless 'demigod-level sword intents' with a chilling aura stagnated in the void, and under each sword intent, there stood a Yellow Turban Army Heroic Spirit with a fanatical fighting spirit!

The Yellow Turban Army, after several changes, has already achieved a terrifying ability that is not inferior to the conquest of the King's army, every soldier in the King's army is a heroic body, and the same is naturally true in the Yellow Turban Army, and even these heroic spirits who have turned into demons on the battlefield have surpassed the King's army in terms of battle spirit and determination! And the reason why they stand weak is that-

They don't have a Noble Phantasm that matches their legends!

As far as the Heroic Spirits who exist as pure magical bodies are concerned, there are only two reasons that affect their combat effectiveness, one is whether the magic provided is sufficient, and the other is whether these warriors have the appropriate Noble Phantasm!

As Chen Fei, who could compete with the gods, the magic power he provided to these heroic spirits through the Noble Phantasm was definitely enough to support them in a hearty battle, and now the only thing restricting them was the Noble Phantasm!

Now, here comes the Noble Phantasm...

Tens of thousands of powerful sword intents deduced from the 'King of the Earth' to the realm of demigods, under the effect of the magic power of Buddhism - the art of transformation, have been thoroughly displayed here, even if it comes at the cost that Chen Fei cannot effectively participate in the war, even if... These seemingly powerful sword intents have only one blow...

But that's enough!

Click! Click!

In the sound of the collision of the slaughtering armor, countless thin but stable hands grasped the bright sword intent suspended in the void, and in an instant, the power of the world law that lingered on these heroic spirits quickly linked the sword intent with the breath of the heroic spirits, and these sword intent changed from Chen Fei, the general of the Yellow Turban Army, and the compatibility with these Yellow Turban Army soldiers was extremely high.

In other words, these sword intents, to the extent that the energy is still intact, are treasures!

Boom boom boom~

With the treasure in hand, the blessing power of legendary deeds and the will of the world instantly enveloped these heroic spirits, and then in the dull gaze of the prince of the blood clan, countless qi machines flourished, and a breath as thick as a mountain, like ice, rose from the bodies of those 'ants', and then wrapped in that fanatical battle intent turned into a blazing flame breath, burning this space to a slight deformation.

(Thank you KBGFD for the monthly pass, thank you~) (To be continued.) )