Listening to Huang Jinguang's words, Park Wen thought carefully for a moment, as if this was indeed the case. From the beginning, she used various methods to attract the attention of the other party, maybe she really didn't like this.

Thinking of this, Park Wen said with a straight face:

"Master and nephew, I didn't expect that you have not been a person for a long time, but you can see more clearly than me, from now on, I will serve you as a life coach."

The dog grinned, revealing two eye-catching tiger teeth.

The two of them talked nonsense for a while, and suddenly news came from the front - the enemy had appeared thousands of miles away.

Everyone cheered up and quickly gathered in the area where their team was located, and Park asked the two to go to their own camp separately.

At the front of the Lingyun Sect, there were Wu Beiyao and Shen Xiao, the Venerable Order of Yanjun Peak, and in the star field, a large number of figures could be faintly seen, and tens of thousands of monks were rushing here.

In the middle of the team, a young man carried a silver-white sword at his waist, and said with a calm face:

"Let's fight for a while, don't worry about me."

A young man beside him walked with a sword, and nodded slightly when he heard the words.

……

The monks of the two sides regarded each other as mortal enemies, and there was no other tacit understanding, except for the fact that they were surprisingly consistent in starting a war.

The team of more than 60,000 monks slammed into each other, and the starry sky, which had been silent a moment ago, suddenly shouted to kill the heavens.

Park Wen looked for his opponent in the crowd, and soon saw the young man not far ahead, and with just one glance, the two were sure that the other party was the person they were looking for, and they stepped into the air.

Compared with the eastern ones, the cultivation of the northern monks is generally not high, and only one Mahayana is dispatched from the Yangcang Realm, and the opponent is Wubei Yao.

Wubei Yao rarely showed seriousness, and as soon as the war began, he used the false realm technique, and the realm climbed rapidly, and it was unlikely that he would reach the middle of the Mahayana period.

This scene was beyond the expectations of the other party, they got the news that the Three Immortals camp did not have a Mahayana period to attack, and now that they are here, there is no reason to retreat.

The sky spell exploded, and Li Heixiong and the golden light both turned back into their prototypes, casting spells that could only be used by beasts.

The sword hall master Nan Fengao held a long sword with a strange shape, the tip of the sword was like an arrow with a barb, and it had the charm of the two sword gods of the Three Immortal Islands at the same time.

The old guy doesn't have Zhao Shuquan's heart, whenever he sees a superior swordsmanship, he has to learn it for his own use, and after hundreds of years, he has really mixed his own sword intent.

Zhongfeng Venerable Ling Shen Xiao was also surprising, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Transformation God, and he was still at ease with the Soul Resident Cultivator.

……

In the northwest corner of the battlefield, Pu Wen held a long knife from Shizun, the long knife has a peculiar shape, the position of the knife head is wide, the further back it is, the narrower it is, there is no knife at the handle, there are blades on both sides, and it is an extreme way of only attacking but not defending.

This knife comes from a sect in the Wangchen Realm, called "Autumn Chop", and even the knife technique is not common in the Three Immortals Realm, and it is offensive and fierce.

Park Wen slashed down, his body was bullied, no matter how good or bad the situation was, he sent a knife again, and his footsteps went in again... There is a posture of ending up together, which is the essence of knife art.

The knife has always been despised by literati and inkmen, but no weapon has ever been able to seize its position as the hegemon of a hundred soldiers, and it is the best cold weapon to use on the battlefield.

Pu Wen once did the general of the Northern Turkistan Protectorate, and his combat experience was all made with real swords and real guns, and he had tried many times for the sword that Wang Quanquan hung on his waist all day long, but he never knew the essentials, and felt that it was not as good as a long knife, so he finally chose the autumn slash.

In the face of the fierce attack, the young man on the opposite side had already unsheathed a steel blade, and the long sword was made of unknown material, with silver-white lines all over its body, and each sword could set off a monstrous sword aura that did not match its cultivation.

The young man who walked with him before, especially in swordsmanship, did not see the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power around his body, but he could break the enemy with one move, and in just a quarter of an hour, the three immortal monks who died in his hands could not be counted with both hands, and this scene naturally could not escape the attention of the commander-in-chief of the battlefield.

Bi Youting is an elder of the Bi family, a cultivator in the middle of the Mahayana period, and in his opinion, the danger of youth is far greater than that of an extraterritorial monk who fights against Wubei Yao. Before this battle, Sanxian Island had already inquired in detail about the powerful monks in the Yang Cang Realm, and there was no such young man among them.

Bi Youting took a step forward and asked directly:

"Who are you?"

The young man's face was indifferent, and he only responded with a sword, and the seemingly ordinary slash was enough to cut everything in Bi Youting's eyes, he quickly retreated to dodge, but because of this, he saw the origin of the other party, and said with a shocked face:

"The Yang Cang Realm is so big that it actually sent the Yang Emperor Sword."

The young man in front of him was not a monk, but the sword spirit of the Yang Emperor, known as the "first sword of Yang Cang".

The Yang Huang Sword Spirit was cultivated into a human form thousands of years ago, and his personality was arrogant, except for the first generation of the Yang Emperor, no one gave face, even if the Yang Queen had something to ask for, it was all based on their preferences.

An ownerless immortal weapon is a hot existence no matter where it is placed, let alone a divine weapon with independent consciousness.

Bi Youting is a thousand years old, in a big family, with a transcendent status, and he has seen a lot of good things, but at this moment, facing the Yang Huang Sword, he still can't help but have a dry mouth, and his eyes are faintly greedy.

The sword spirit knew his thoughts, but he still didn't take it to heart, for thousands of years, which of the Yang Cang powers didn't want to take him for his own use, and in the end, it didn't all end in failure?

He can still swagger around the star field, and the Holy Void Realm has no tricks, let alone a small Mahayana.

The two looked at each other and coincidentally chose to make a move.

……

The war in the north is urgent, and the hinterland of Yangcang is not much better, and it has been an hour since Wang Quanquan took out the peach blossom branch, and he said heroic words, but his strength is still a big gap with the woman opposite, so he can only bully those Netherworld people, and the main owner has to leave it to Yao Hong to deal with.

As the "evil cultivator" of the three immortals, Shi Tongtian joined the imperial court after being rescued by the Yang Cang Realm, although he stood on the side of the king's authority at the moment, his heart was still wavering.

Wang Quanquan saw his thoughts and said bluntly:

"If you obey my orders because of the golden hoop on your head, just say it, and I will take it back. But you can think about it, once the golden hoop is removed, we will be mortal enemies, and this time I will not be as merciful as before. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out the peach branch in his hand, and directly whipped a netherworld person dozens of feet away, and the peach blossoms on the branches also flew a little bit under the violent vibration, and before they could land, they turned into cold light and swept through the air, piercing the bodies of several enemies in an instant.

Seeing this, Shi Tongtian subconsciously touched his neck, and couldn't help but recall the scene when he was almost beheaded that day, the complexity in his eyes was gradually replaced by firmness, and he respectfully hugged his fist at the other party, and a large gray mist rose into the sky, turning into a black python again.

The two siblings Hai and Yue stood in the distance from beginning to end, with no intention of helping either party, and the man couldn't see through his sister's intentions, so he asked:

"Are we really not going to help?"

The woman shook her head and said:

"This place is too close to the Imperial Court, and someone has already noticed the battle here, so if we take action, we will only confirm our own defection charges.

Canghai, the most important people in this world are only each other, and when he dies, there is nothing more than one less person who does not look at us in a strange light, but if you die, there will be nothing. ”

is as strong as two people, how can they easily serve their lives because of the king's words?

……

(End of chapter)