Red ground yellow sand. Blue curtain and white clouds.

If it weren't for the red blood spilled in the void, and the stump corpses on my ground, it would have been magnificent and picturesque.

Especially the three people dressed in white in the center of the battlefield, they stand in the air and have an extraordinary temperament, and the most important thing is that they are still a family of three.

If this war is a long picture, then the three white-clothed people standing in the air are the finishing touch.

Ji Qingyun turned his head and glanced at the sky in the northwest, and said with a smile to Ji Ge and Lin Qingru: "It seems that someone doesn't plan to let our family of three catch up with the past." ”

Lin Qingru also glanced at him casually, then stepped forward to straighten his clothes, poked his chest and said with a warning: "Hurry up, your son's account hasn't been settled yet." ”

"Understood. Ji Qingyun held her soft and slender jade hand, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of her mouth said with a smile: "Soon." ”

Lin Qingru pulled her hand back in a daze, Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and said, "Why are you so intimate when you are an old husband and wife?"

Ji Qingyun smiled loudly, "Xiao Beisheng is newly married." ”

Immediately, the figure of the void shot away with his right foot, and shouted in his mouth: "Mu Xiang, I will fight with you." ”

The corners of Ji Ge's eyes twitched, and he said it nicely, not because he was afraid that this kind of fleshy words would cause his mother to shudder.

"Aunt Lin, is General Ji okay?" asked Qing Fengjiu resignedly.

As a result, as soon as the words came out, Bai Luohua grabbed her ear with one hand, dragged her to the side, and said sharply: "You don't have to ask Aunt Lin this question, I can tell you." ”

questioned Ji Qingyun, who she had admired and admired for seven or eight years in front of Bai Luohua, was he tired of drinking wine?

"Ahh Qing Feng bared his teeth in pain, and shouted mournfully: "I didn't mean that, I'm not worried about Uncle Ji." ”

"General Ji needs to worry about your humble little green worm, you better take care of yourself. ”

Qing Fengjiu rubbed his red ears and glared at Bai Luohua fiercely, looking aggrieved.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield, except for the green armor army, the rest of the battle situation is nearing the end.

Under the leadership of Yunsheng Linglong and Yan Yan, the three holy lands and the disciples of the Qingxiao Academy fought against the disciples of the Yingdu School Palace, and the ghost clan disciples of the Yingdu Academy Palace were defeated and retreated.

Yan Yan's flying sword pierced through Mo Qiansi's chest overnight, leaving a fatal sword wound on his chest, and his left arm was cut off by him because it was stained with a trace of Yunsheng's delicate phoenix fire.

The rest of the Yingdu Xuegong disciples were killed and wounded, and they were scattered in a mess for a while.

As for Mo Shangsang, the holy son of the ghost clan, he was dragged by Chen Yu and couldn't pull away, so he could only watch the general trend drain away, and he lacked the skills to return to the sky.

And looked down at a deep bony scar on his chest, and looked at the domineering woman in front of him with a fierce expression.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already spent a lot of spiritual power fighting with Bai Luohua and Qingfeng Jiu before, how could he show his decline so quickly at this time.

Chen Yu ignored Mo Shangsang's cannibalistic gaze, and as soon as she twisted her wrist, an extra ancient long sword appeared in her hand, she didn't want to deal with this disgusting ghost creature again

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Mo Shangsang covered his chest, and looked at the woman opposite with a pale face whose spiritual power was still rising and soaring, and she was also in the Creation Realm, as if she was only beaten everywhere.

In another place on the battlefield, Luo Yan replaced Baili sake to drag the forsythia.

Chen Yu, Luo Yan, and Bi Yue are still waiting in the valley to deal with the big things in the valley for the valley lord Among the four sleeve flowers who did not follow, only Luo Yan was the most competitive, so although the four women who followed Lin Qingru were all in the Creation Realm, in terms of combat power, Luo Yan, who was fighting with Forsythia for a sword, was even better.

Luo Yan swung his sword and shook off the blood on the long sword in his hand that was transformed by spiritual power, and then the spirit sword also completely shattered.

It's just that her right hand is weak, and there is an emerald green spirit sword in her hand.

As long as she still has spiritual power in her body, then she has a spirit sword in her hand, and as long as her opponent does not fall, then the spirit sword in her hand will continue to fall.

This was the heaviest sentence she said when she was brought to Lin Qingru by her old master and then chose to follow her.

It's a little bit less like a woman.

But it was this woman with a temperament that did not look like a woman, and when Lin Qingru succeeded the valley lord and was forced to the palace by rebellion, she had the most blood on her hands, and there were more of her own, and more of them were those who were brothers and sisters in the same sect in the past and are now rebels.

Luo Yan glanced at the spatula on her left arm, the skin and flesh were dripping with blood, but she didn't care, because the forsythia on the opposite side was also pierced through her right arm with a sword.

She moved her left hand and said with a smile: "Your knife skills are a little worse, if you are more accurate, then my left hand will not be able to lift." ”

Forsythia drooped her right arm at this time, and she could no longer exert any strength, and even the witch knife in her hand could not hold it and fell to the ground.

She slowly pulled out the half-wall from her waist, probably because of the excessive blood loss, her face was pale, but she still said calmly: "My sword skills are much better than sword skills. ”

Her long eyes narrowed slightly at the woman who claimed to be named Luo Yan before her family, and the fierce aura on her body seemed to be stronger than that on Bai Luohua's body.

Luo Yan pulled a sword flower, licked the blood that shot at the corner of his mouth when he pierced Forsythia's arm, and grinned.

Finally, there were the fifteen women who broke into the formation of the green-armored army, and at the beginning, they relied on their strong spiritual power realm and the tacit understanding between each other, so that the green-armored army was defeated and suffered heavy losses.

But since Han Shu, who hurried from the rear, joined the battle, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

The deputy general Han Shu first blocked their fierce attack to a limited extent, and then used the crowd tactics to exhaust their spiritual power.

If it weren't for the tacit understanding between the fifteen of them, they would have been killed and injured at this time.

It's just that now the fifteen of them are besieged in the military formation, doing some trapped beast fights, and it is only a matter of time before they are killed or injured.

Qing Fengjiu, who noticed the battle situation over there, stood beside Lin Qingru, rubbed his hands, and said loudly: "Aunt Lin, why don't you let me and Bai Luohua help those sisters, you can't let those fairy-like sisters die at the hands of those stinky men, don't you say?"

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Lin Qingru glanced over there and said lightly: "I don't want your kid to steal the limelight for this kind of good thing of heroes saving beauty." ”

Qing Fengjiu pursed his lips and looked at Ji Ge.

Ji Ge waved his hand, "Don't look at me, I listen to my mother." ”

Lin Qingru pondered for a moment and said: "Even if a few of you go together, what can you do, a few people rush into the military formation of thousands of people, unless it is crushed by the spiritual power realm, it is tantamount to a drop in the bucket and kill yourself." ”

"Then you can't watch those sisters die. Qing Fengjiu said anxiously.

The last thing he could see in his life was the woman's tears and bloodshed.

"Since Ji Qingyun and he are here, they must not have come empty-handed. Rest assured, there will definitely be a time when you will feast your eyes. Lin Qingru looked at the yellow sand in the southeast and said in a deep voice: "It's here." ”

In the southeast direction, the yellow sand suddenly rolled up on the thousands of miles of red land, and a crimson torrent broke into people's field of vision with the posture of a thousand troops.

Before the torrent of iron armor, there was a banner shining in the bright sun, there was no gilt seal on it, and some were just a red dragon-shaped pattern like a real dragon.

"The Red Armor Inlaid Dragon Army has been killed!" In front of that red torrent, the leader of the army was an old man dressed in tattered armor and dirty with a wine jug hanging on his waist, and every soldier of the Red Armor Inlaid Dragon Army behind him was wearing red armor, a mask covered with blue fangs, his eyes were resolute, his breath was long, he was holding a spear, and the spiritual power in his body was ready to go, and the entire Red Armor Inlaid Dragon Army was exuding a bloody aura that was enough to shatter the sky.

According to later history, this was the first time that the green-armored army, known as the dragon slayer, confronted the red-armored dragon army on the Great Wall.

The former suffered 321 casualties, 151 seriously wounded, and countless minor wounded.

There were no casualties in the latter.

According to the evaluation of later generations, the Green Armor army was defeated.

Ji Qingyun listened to the roar of the battle in the battlefield behind him, and then looked at Mu Xiang in front of him, who had been repelled by his own sword qi and was now making a comeback, and asked, "How does my sword taste?"

Mu Xiang raised his hand to signal his broken sleeve robe, and said without hesitation: "I really spent a lot of effort to resist your sword, if you don't tell me your name again, it will be really inauthentic." ”

"I told you that we can stop fighting?" Ji Qingyun rolled up his sleeve robe and asked with a smile.

"Yes. The spiritual power in Mu Xiang's palm slowly condensed, his body was majestic, and the spiritual power rose to the sky and broke through the sky, "Of course, if you want to hand over Ji Ge and the three of them to me, I can also give you a gift out of the witch domain." ”

"Let's fight then. Ji Qingyun shook his head, and then out of kindness, he kindly stretched out his finger and reminded: "My lady didn't have much time left for me, and I was wasted by you before, so I may be quick to act next, you... Pay attention. ”

Before the word fell into Mu Xiang's ears, Ji Qingyun was already standing two feet in front of Mu Xiang.

Because he calculated that a punch from this distance would be enough to hit him in the face.

So Ji Qingyun threw a punch forward, but the fist gang was already making the void unbearable and shattering like a mirror.

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