Ye Lingfeng slowly walked towards the Mongolian Chinese army camp in Chimu, Xuanyuan Sword Spirit inherited these memories perfectly, and understood that Ye Lingfeng was using this plan at this time, he wanted to hold Xiangyang City and keep this so-called Han territory.

It was just a sword spirit of a sword, and it didn't understand why it existed in the world in this form, and it only had Regulus's majestic body and its own tasks and burdens in its mind. Putting that aside, it was just a sword that served its master, cutting through thorns and thorns for him when he was broken and broken, and now it is like this, a worn body can also be slashed with a sword.

Ye Lingfeng came to Chimu's military tent dozens of miles in front of him, probably the spies had already sent a message, hundreds of thousands of troops were all over here, surrounding him alone, looking at this man with a very strange appearance. Even with the power of the sword spirit, it was impossible to kill these terrifying Mongolian armies in an instant.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and the familiar voice sounded in his head: "Xuanyuan Black Body has a pair of groups and a single mode, and now it is determined by the space that the host is in a group state, so the personal value will be based on the number of enemies as the doubling standard, and the host's current value is 9999 for force, 9999 for speed, 9999 for body, 9999 for essence, and 9999 for inside..."

This is the limit that Ye Lingfeng's body can bear, such a huge terrifying value is applied to his body, and the sword spirit suddenly feels as if he has an inexhaustible amount of great power on his body, as if he has returned to his past sword drive, at that time it was still in Xuanyuan's hands, and its strength can shake the heavens and the earth. But with this came a terrifying pressure, as if his body was about to be overwhelmed, and it was very difficult to even lift his lower arms.

The sword spirit adapted for a while, and then slowly raised the illusory Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, the golden light flashed, a little golden light appeared on Ye Lingfeng's body, and strong energy fluctuations shook from Ye Lingfeng's body, gradually converging in the sword body of the Xuanyuan Sword, and the strong qi waves vibrated out, shaking the Mongolian soldiers on the side one by one.

This is the sword spirit using his broken body to absorb the excess energy in Ye Lingfeng's body, such a move kills two birds with one stone, after all, these excess values are provided by the space, after the sword spirit absorbs it, the accumulation speed of the unparalleled fighting qi in the future can be accumulated faster.

After the sword spirit stabilized the situation of his body, the effect of Ziwei's soft sword was activated, and he entered a near-death state again, fortunately, Ye Lingfeng calculated this in advance, and prepared a large amount of life chocolate before he thought about the method of sleeping and getting out of the battle, which gambled on his savings of a full eight thousand plunder points, which was enough for Ye Lingfeng to repeatedly recover to a drop of blood hundreds of times.

Because the time of Xuanyuan's blackened body has not ended because he has reverted to a drop of blood, the current situation can be said to be a special situation, which does not require him to reach 100% of his peerless fighting spirit, nor does it require him to enter a near-death state again, so that he can refresh the time of Xuanyuan's blackened body's possession state, reaching the level of almost infinite time.

Of course, this method is not completely without drawbacks, the time refresh of Xuanyuan Blackened Body, which means that the release of skills will also be refreshed, this is forcibly determined by space, and it cannot be decided by Sword Spirit or Ye Lingfeng whether to launch it, which is also a major advantage of Xuanyuan Blackened Body, even if the Sword Spirit soul is sealed, Xuanyuan Blackened Body can also strengthen Ye Lingfeng's body value by itself, and can only protect the physical body before the end of time.

Looking at Ye Lingfeng's flickering movements left and right, where would Akagi let go of this good opportunity, angrily reprimanded his subordinate soldiers for not daring to raise the courage to charge bravely in the face of a person, and took the lead in rushing forward with a loud shout, and countless Mongolian iron horsemen immediately rectified their spirits and followed the son of the Great Khan to charge.

Although Ye Lingfeng swayed left and right because of the expansion of the value of his own body, he was still shocked when the Mongolian iron horse came to the side, and he picked up the Xuanyuan sword, walked out of the mysterious I Ching Lingbo micro-footwork, and slashed out a sharp and dazzling golden light when he wandered and circled, and every time the light flashed, a Mongolian iron horse fell.

And those spears and broadswords, which were invincible in normal times, seemed to have touched an iron wall after touching his body, and the blood-stained cloak swallowed all the attacks of the Mongol soldiers like a barrier that could swallow everything.

Ye Lingfeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally his eyes lit up with a golden light, and the speed at which he swung his sword became faster and faster, and the golden light continued to rise on this hill, like a bright golden five-pointed star, and more than 100 people died between the fights and turns.

However, more than 100 people died, but the expansion of the value did not decrease, and in the blink of an eye, the fixed little damage hit again, this time taking the life chocolate again, Ye Lingfeng only felt a violent shock coming, his brain trembled violently, and it was actually his own bearing value that had broken through the upper limit, and it had skyrocketed at an extremely fast speed.

How could Ye Lingfeng's physical body endure such pain, even if the sword spirit was manipulating, but he also shared the pain with Ye Lingfeng's physical body, and at this time, he also fell down because he couldn't stand at all.

He knelt on one knee, the Xuanyuan sword was inserted into the ground on the side, his head was held in both hands and began to tremble violently, and the whole person subconsciously looked up to the sky and shouted, wanting to vent the heart-wrenching pain from his body.

The Mongolian iron cavalry around them, who were originally frightened by his casual killing attack, also saw that something was wrong at this time, this strange body like a devil seemed to have something wrong, they immediately seized the opportunity to surround them, and the swords, guns, swords, and halberds greeted them as if they didn't want money, and the most frightening thing was Ye Lingfeng's head under the tips of countless spears, as if they were about to be pierced in the next moment.

"Who dares to hurt my husband!" A delicate figure descended from the sky not far away, she was wearing a white dress, with a long sword at her waist, and the endless delicate and heroic color in her eyes, it was actually Lin Yingyuan, the gang leader of the contemporary tomb faction, she was a little more sad between her eyebrows and eyes, and her hair color was also a little messy, and it could be seen that she had not seen her sweetheart for so long, and the whole person was a lot thinner.

She slashed out with a sword, directly and neatly stabbed into the body of a Mongolian iron horseman, blood splattered out, her delicate body flashed, not half of the clothes splashed, her figure flashed, then turned around and came to the center of the crowd, several swords trembled, and the heads of countless Mongolian iron horsemen were cut off one after another.

But she is a woman, after all, she is a mortal, she fought hundreds of thousands of troops alone, and in the end she was outnumbered, and after killing a bloody path to the center with a sword, she was suddenly slashed in the back by a person, and that person was actually Akagi. The figures of the two overlapped together, and an incomparably brilliant light rose into the sky!