The chaos in the camp caused all the people in the main tent to come out of their tents to wonder what had happened.

"What happened?" Xin Lingjun asked directly.

"Back to the king, there are Qin army masters attacking the camp!" A scout hurried forward and got down on one knee to report.

"Huh?" Xinling Jun Wei Wuji frowned, and then seemed to feel a cold chill, and instantly looked at the scout.

"You call me the king, and call the enemy army the Qin army?" Wei Wuji retreated decisively, he finally realized that something was wrong.

Now he is the commander of the army of the joint column, everyone calls him the commander of the column instead of the king, and the name of the Qin army is also the enemy army, so there is only one possibility that this guard is not his bodyguard, but an assassin sent by the Qin army.

"The reaction is very fast, but unfortunately, it doesn't work!" Xiao Hei decisively pulled out the Heavenly Cloud Sword and stabbed at Xinling Jun with a sword.

"Ten steps and one kill!" Xinlingjun is not without masters around him.

Xiang Yan, the left general of Chu State, is a master-level master; Yan Chunjun's Guardian Jueying is also a first-class master, and Ji Wuye himself is also a first-class master who has practiced the golden body; Then there is Lecheng, as a famous general of Zhao who can compete with Lian Po, he has no grandmaster and master-level combat power; And Yan Chunjun's disciple Xue Gong is also a famous master of Confucianism, in addition, Mao Sui, who returned from Hangu Pass, is also a master.

Therefore, when Xinlingjun retreated, they all recognized Xiao Hei's sword, and almost everyone instantly shot to block this sword for Xinlingjun.

It's just that the Mo family's ten steps and one kill are also known as the world's first killing swordsmanship, ten steps and one kill, within ten steps, no one can stop it.

Xiao Hei didn't care about it, he didn't care about other people's shots, and there was only Xin Lingjun in his eyes.

"When~" The Heavenly Cloud Sword stabbed into Xinlingjun's chest, however, a transparent lightsaber blocked the Heavenly Cloud Sword.

"The famous sword contains light, and the sword master is nameless?" Xiao Hei or Jin Yao didn't expect that the Sword Saint Nameless, one of the three major sword sects in the world with the name of the Six-Fingered Black Hero, would actually be the guard of Xinling Jun, and there are not many people in the world who can block ten steps and kill at a time, and it just so happens that the Sword Saint Nameless is one of them.

The elegantly robed Sword Saint suddenly appeared in front of Xin Lingjun namelessly, blocking a killer sword for him, and looked at Xiao Hei, but he was a little surprised.

"Yanshi!" The Sword Saint Nameless didn't make another move, because the others had already made a move, he was just doing what a guard should do, and his first task was to protect Xinlingjun.

Xin Lingjun also breathed a sigh of relief, that sword, that glance, he could see that he was really going to kill him, he could feel it, if it wasn't for the appearance of the nameless, he would already be a dead man.

Xiao Hei couldn't strike a blow, and was also besieged by other masters, and even when he didn't care about it, his left arm was already cut off by others.

However, seeing that there was no blood flowing out of the group of masters, they were also a little inexplicable, and some couldn't adapt to it, until Nameless said the name of Yanshi, and they didn't react, but there are not many people who can really understand Yanshi.

After all, the Yanshi inheritance has been cut off for too long, and no one knows what special means the Yanshi has.

Therefore, the masters did not dare to be careless, and did not go all out to shoot but carefully guarded against this strange wooden body.

"Be careful, he's going to blow himself up!" A group of masters looked at Xiao Hei, who was standing in the crowd, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely, and suddenly the soul of the dead suddenly jumped towards the periphery.

Xiang Yan, Le Cheng, and Ji Wuye all quickly retreated, and Jueying also pulled Yan Chunjun to flee out, and Sword Saint Nameless, Xue Gong, and Mao Sui also pulled Xinlingjun back for the first time.

"Boom~" There was a loud bang, the entire place collapsed, the smoke and dust were filled, and the groans of pain continued to come out of the smoke, and the entire coalition garrison was also shaken.

Bai Yifei, who was chasing Flame Spirit Ji, was also stunned for a moment, looked at the main tent of the coalition forces at the center of the explosion, and finally hesitated for a moment and did not chase out again.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and everyone looked at the place in disbelief, the terrain in a radius of thirty zhang collapsed, and it was truly razed to the ground.

"Ahem~ Mojia Qinglong!" Xiang Yan crawled out of the dust, spit out a mouthful of blood, and scolded in a low voice.

Then there is Lecheng and Ji Wuye

, Jueying also crawled out of the yellow sand with difficulty, and took Yan Chunjun by the way.

"Help!" After Xiang Yan spit out the dirty blood, he hurriedly ordered the guards who came around to dig people in the yellow sand.

As the closest sword saint to Qinglong, Nameless, Xue Gong, Mao Sui and Xinling Jun were nowhere to be found.

Soon, the guards dug up corpses from the yellow sand, these were the generals of the coalition forces who had been invited to the banquet, but unfortunately, under the green dragon, they had all become corpses with incomplete limbs.

Soon, in the yellow sand, a body shook off the yellow sand on its body and slowly walked out, but all the robes were shattered by the explosion, and there were more scars on the nameless body splashed with wood and stones, and the wounds were hideous.

After being nameless, Xue Gong and Mao Sui also crawled out, but Xinling Jun, who was protected by them in the middle, was shocked to death by the aftermath of the explosion.

"The Green Dragon of the Mo Family!" Nameless also spoke slowly, and said indifferently, not caring about the injuries on his body, but frowning and looking at the only remaining famous sword in the yellow sand, the Heavenly Cloud Sword, but he did not see Xiao Hei's figure again.

Taking the Heavenly Cloud Sword into his hand, Nameless frowned again, generally speaking, the master is dead, and the famous sword is blasphemous, but the Heavenly Cloud Sword is still struggling to get rid of the shackles of his palm.

"Not dead?" Nameless was surprised, he knew Yanshi, but he didn't know Yanshi, the existence of Yanshi has always been the biggest secret of the organ family, and there is no way for the hundred schools to know, so he doesn't know the relationship between Mu Yanshen and Yanshi.

"He's dead?" Flame Spirit Ji, who fled with the peerless ghost, looked back at the center of the coalition army, and she also found out about the explosion just now, but it wasn't until after she escaped that she had time to look back, looking at the center of the explosion with some uncertainty, as if she could see that the only long sword left in the smoke and dust was left straight in place.

"Wow~" In the Qin army camp, Jin Yao spit out a mouthful of black blood, his face turned pale in an instant, and the ghost blew himself up, which was also a huge injury to him, and his whole mind seemed to be blowing through a fourteenth-level hurricane, and he was holding his head in pain.

"Let Wang Ben and Shrink Xuan send troops immediately!" Jin Yao only had time to finish this sentence before he completely passed out.

The Divine Killing Swordsman heard the movement in the room, rushed in as soon as possible, and heard Jin Yao's words before he fell into a coma, and he didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately a Divine Killing Swordsman ran to find Wang Ben and Shrinking Xuan.

Wang Ben and Shrink Xuan arrived, and Jin Yao had already fallen into a deep sleep, but the bloody and hideous appearance of the Seven Orifices really startled them.

"The debater orders you to send troops immediately and attack the coalition camp at night!" The Divine Slayer did not forget Jin Yao's last words.

"Is he alright?" Wang Ben and Xiao Xuan still asked worriedly.

"I don't know!" The Divine Slayer Swordsman was also uncertain, his pulse was disturbed, and his breath was faint.