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Wang Ba has never been so embarrassed, he has suffered six or seven injuries all over his body, although they are not fatal, but his whole body is full of sharp pain, he has been attacked by Arwen five or six times, each time he will leave a deep scar on his body, and he has not even touched the corner of the other party's clothes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The opponent is strong and patient, he is like an assassin lurking in the dark, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment.

But he didn't have much to do with the enemy, he couldn't find the exact location of the enemy at all, so he could only passively engage the enemy, and every time he would be beaten by the man in black.

The worst thing is that he has been in the black smoke for too long, and the spiritual power on his body has been hindered in the slightest, and if he continues like this, he will definitely die.

"It seems that there is only one trick left. Wang Ba's eyes seemed to be beating with two flames! He decided to end the fight, using the most powerful sword move he had realized.

The expression on his face became solemn, and the spiritual power of his whole body was working at full strength.

The surrounding air became condensed, and a faint killing intent was like a substance, enveloping everyone, and suddenly Ah Wen's face changed when he was hidden in the void, and a heavy pressure made him breathless!

What kind of ghost sword intent is this, it is so terrifying?

Ah Wen obviously felt that every inch of space around him was locked by a powerful sword intent, as long as he moved, no, even if he created any slight spiritual power fluctuations, he would be detected by the other party.

However, he knew very well that if he stayed here, it would be useless, because sooner or later the king would find him.

"Hmph, it's going to be a decisive battle, right? Then come on. ”

Ah Wen clenched the black spear in his hand, as if receiving a signal, the black spear in his hand was shocked, and the red cherry blossoms on the spear suddenly lit up.

Wang Ba closed his eyes, there was nothing else in his heart, he only had Ah Wen in his heart, only the stronger and stronger spiritual power fluctuations.

The trembling and change of the black spear in Awen's hand was extremely slight, but it could not escape the lock of the king.

Wang Ba had already locked everything around him in his sword intent, and even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power could not escape his feelings.

"I've finally caught you!"

Wang Ba seemed to see Ah Wen, who was preparing to attack, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. His momentum has climbed to the highest point, and the strongest sword momentum "Peerless Heaven" is ready to attack.

"Kill!"

Wang Ba shouted violently, waved the long sword in his hand, and a terrifying sword intent slashed towards the airspace where Arwen was hiding.

"Boom!"

The furious sword intent destroyed everything in the entire airspace, and even every speck of dust in the air was crushed.

However, to Wang Ba's surprise, his sword did not hit Arwen. It's as if Arwen had never been in the airspace.

"How is that possible? He was there. ”

Wang Ba's face was confused, he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"It's not good, I was fooled, that fluctuation was deliberately created by Awen!"

Wang Ba's expression suddenly changed! How could he make such a mistake, he actually forgot that Ah Wen could break the void, and he could escape from the void at any time.

"Shhh

Suddenly, there was a sudden sound in the void like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and Wang Ba felt a gust of fishy wind blowing through.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his back, and when he looked down, he was horrified to find that a black spearhead was sticking out of his chest. The red cherry blossoms on the spear were bright red as blood and exuded a bewitching brilliance.

"I lost ......"

The last thought flashed through Wang Ba's heart, but he suddenly found that it was pitch black around him, and soon his mind fell into boundless darkness.

......

Just when Ah Wen and Xiaohuan were fighting fiercely with Wang Ba and Qiushui, Xin Yan's army had already set off, and an extremely large war department under his command swept towards the Haotian faction. There were already more than 50,000 people in the Wushuang City under him, plus nearly 40,000 of the newly descended Haotian Sect's battle department, nearly 100,000 people, plus the 100,000 production cultivators he led, the momentum was even stronger.

Xin Yan sat on top of the auspicious clouds, looking down at the cultivator who was as small as an ant on the ground, and his heart was full of emotion.

Once upon a time, he was just a miscellaneous disciple in the Lingxiao Sect. Back then, he was envious of the flying swords and mounts that were constantly moving through the air, let alone the warships like the peaks of the mountains.

But now he has the power and status that he didn't even dare to think about at the beginning, and he has millions of cultivators under his control, thousands of merchant ships, more than 100,000 people in the war department, and his masters are like clouds, and he has become the most powerful force in the Northern Realm.

And this is just the beginning, if one day he completely unifies the Northern Realm, his power will be even greater.

"You're quite proud, aren't you? Hmph, with your little power, two slightly more powerful demon kings can uproot you. Just when Xin Yan was secretly refreshed in his heart, the red demon suddenly ran out.

Xin Yan felt like he was enjoying a meal when he suddenly swallowed a fly, and he said angrily: "That's better than following a stupid demon to the Jiao Realm to drink the northwest wind and being cut down everywhere." ”

The Red Demon was furious, and he pointed at Xin Yan's nose and scolded: "You hillbilly who sits in a well and watches the sky, you will stare at the fart of the northern realm all day long. Hmph, in our demon realm, not to mention the big realms like Yushu and Fanhua, even the small realms like Tianluo and Ghost Fang are many times more prosperous than the broken place of the northern realm......"

Xin Yan looked at the Red Demon who was still immersed in the past with some sympathy, and couldn't help but interrupt him: "Red Demon, the old yellow calendar of the past can't be turned over anymore. Don't you know, Yushu and Fanhua were moved to the ground by cultivators in the Great War a thousand years ago, and Ghost Fang and Tianluo were even wiped out on the map in the civil war of the demon clan......"

"Nonsense!" The red demon couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, he stared at Xin Yan deadly, with a fierce light in his eyes, and roared almost exhaustively: "This is impossible, how can the jade tree and the flowers be attacked?"

Xin Yan coldly reminded: "You forgot what you once said - there is no impregnable defense line, and there is no fortified city that will stand forever. This is the latest version of "Demon Age", see for yourself. As he spoke, he threw a jade slip to the Red Demon.

The red demon almost trembled and finished reading the jade slip, and after a long time, he still couldn't hide the shock in his heart, and muttered to himself: "You bastards, you have no other ability except internal coaxing, and you can't even hold a strong city like Yushu and Fanhua......"

Xin Yan comforted: "Although they didn't keep the jade tree and the flowers, they consumed the strength of the cultivators and stopped the cultivators' offensive. Most importantly, the sacrifice of the demon clan bought time for the assembly of the demon army and laid the foundation for the final victory. It is equivalent to saying that they exchanged jade trees and flowers for the victory of the entire war......"