Yuruka hugged Yu Qianlong with one hand, and the blade of heavenly sin exuded a scarlet bloody aura, and it was used again across the world, and the huge aura instantly dyed all over the four square feet. Tian Bugu and the other four immediately raised their breath, and connected the breath circle that swept the world with the internal strength and heart method, and the breath expanded to eight zhang again, and everyone who heard it felt that their consciousness was lost for a while, and with the wave of the blade of heavenly sin, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the killer coalition army fell a large area in an instant, more than 30 people. The killer coalition paid such a huge price as soon as they hesitated, and they all rushed forward at the moment, and even the gods would be exhausted under the group fight. Such a huge move cost a lot, and the many killers also consumed him.

Indeed, once the world is unleashed, invincible, unstoppable, deep foundation is the key. With the fall of the killer coalition army, Yuruka did not mean to stop, and the five people connected together to form a huge aura circle. And among the killers, there are many outstanding people who are surging from all directions, and all this is supported by the center of Yuliuxiang. Fortunately, the Yin and Yang Treasure Book of several people has just begun, and the breath is one, and the most shocking one is none other than Shen Tuyue. These killers were able to survive the encirclement and suppression of the Seven Sects Dingxia, how ordinary were their skills? At this thought, Shen Tuyue sighed that his choice to surrender was indeed worth his life. With the movement of Miruka, the killers on the periphery are still coming forward one after another, overwhelming. Under the display of hundreds of arts, the four people on the periphery can only resist the incoming move with majestic strength, at least in this short period of time, several people finally tasted the pleasure of dominating the world.

Changli on the periphery of the battlefield jumped into the car and saw the nearly 100 people who fell in front of him, which was quite regretful and a last resort. In the final analysis, is the identity of the Imperial Fragrance really favored by the Zongheng faction? No one in the world can stop the key. No matter how famous a person is, no matter how high his martial arts are, he will also die under the group beating, and Yuliuxiang is obviously beyond this category.

In the middle of the field, the killing created scarlet eyes, and everyone had only killing in their hearts, and in the face of a group of people who couldn't hold on and fell, the killer coalition army had no fear. However, the killers can withstand the destruction of the spirit, but they can't resist the power of contagion, the light ones are confused, the heavy ones are unconscious, and they are stunned on the spot, and their blank faces are like dementia. The killer's frantic attack did not break through the aura circle of the five people joining forces, but there were more than a hundred and ten people wailing, crazy, and moaning under their feet, all of which was just tea time. Changli was completely shocked without hatred, with six enemies and one hundred without falling behind, how could the mortal body have such a steady stream of true qi consumption? It seems unwise to use human life to fill this backbone, the killer has already been shouted and beaten by everyone, so why care about this so-called backbone? It is true to preserve the strength and find a way. Changli no longer hesitated, and immediately ordered the horn to be blown and the camp to be abandoned, and the drum was beaten to attack, and the banner was pointed to by the Hanjiang camp of the Zhuzong.

Within the complete system, under the military order, except for the 3,000 besieging people who remained, the Black List coalition army all attacked the Hanjiang camp of Zhuzong.

At this time, the wings of the sky and the falcons were all nervous, and the killer coalition gathered more than 26,000 people at this time. In order to maintain absolute suppression, the number of people gathered by the sects has reached 38,000. The drums of the attack of the killer coalition army, the Hanjiang battalion did not need to investigate to hear it clearly, and Zhang Shaoying secretly admired Changli's hateless move in seconds. At that moment, Zhang Shaoying ordered to set up a defensive posture against the enemy and not take the initiative to attack. As soon as the military order was given, all the sects understood that this battle would not be advanced, at least not now. The two camps are only eight miles apart, separated by a mountain. When the black list coalition army was divided into three ways to overcome obstacles, Zhang Shaoying secretly admired on the nest car, under the system, it can still be condensed without the method of Ao Hongchen, and Changli has no hatred and deserves to be the first think tank on the black list.

The vanguard sent by Changli without hatred was 3,000 people, led by Yu Qianxing, a thousand-character generation of the Xiao clan of the Baijiao Lanling Clan. As a newcomer, in the face of this kind of battle, Yu Qianxing is cautious and excited, and the feeling of this group battle is quite new to him. As one of the Seven Stars of the White Sect, this pride beyond the limits of the human body makes Yu Qianxing's cold arrogance even more profound, the killer who can only kill is always a tool, how to survive in this dark corner, only to show the preciousness of life. For the march, he was familiar with military books, although it was the first time to lead the army, but fortunately, the army was complete. His art of war was very simple, he kept marching all the way, and even rushed to the front of the Zhuzong camp to set up a fan-shaped military formation on the left and right, although the military order of Changli and hateless was only to consolidate the vanguard position and gather momentum.

The forward of the Hanjiang camp is Yang Zong, the deputy superintendent of the Qizong, and all the sects in the battle of the Hanjiang River are fine, but the chief supervisor of the Qizong is hit hard, and the top and bottom of the Qizong feel that there is no light on their faces. This forward position was personally requested by Yang Zong, and Zhang Shaoying originally preferred the wind god. For a long time, the three Huiju of the Zongheng faction did not show martial arts, especially the moon immortal, after the fake death of the night ruins, the impression of the three Huiju of the Zongheng faction has been maintained on the concept of the cultivation of the elders.

In the face of Yu Qianxing's provocation, Yang Zong's preparation was very simple, and the ten bronze masters were already ready to go. As the most domineering and expensive weapon in the world, Yang Zong was really angry this time. The ten bronze masters stepped forward slowly with a loud sound, and the wrist-thick recital torsion spring creaked and relented. Although Chen Tanqiu has long since withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, the concept of 100 arts competition and showing their strengths has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The domineering of the Trap Beast has shocked the heroes since the Great War, but they don't know that a bronze master must be equipped with at least more than 30 people and a repair team to make the trip, and it takes a lot of effort and money, otherwise the Instrument Sect will be invincible in the world if it casts a hundred and ten heads.

Yu Qianxing couldn't help but sneer when he saw the Trap Beasts, he was quite disdainful of these Trap Beasts, but he was just curious, after all, it was a dead thing, how could such a huge and heavy copper block move around flexibly? He counted a total of ten, but it was much more difficult to deal with than the wooden lion. But Yu Qianxing had already taken precautions against this move, and stepped forward immediately, provocatively saying to Yang Zong: "Those who are afraid of death are not only hiding in the turtle shell, but also hiding behind people, hum, the deputy superintendent of the Instrument Sect, do you dare to come and deceive even one word?" Yang Zong responded sideways: "Rude boy, go down, don't get involved in the affairs of adults." "After all, Yang Zong is the apprentice of the master of a sect, his status is not low, his personality is calm and a little unruly, coupled with the practice of Confucian ethics, he is polite and righteous in his words. As Yang Zong expected, behind the irony was the taboo in the hearts of the disciples of the White Sect. Yu Qianxing's face suddenly turned cold, he turned over and dismounted, and the Shui Han Sword in his hand was already horizontal in front of his chest. Yang Zong waved his hand, and the figure in front of the formation shook, it was the Four Wonders of the Northern Sect of the Dark Flower Stream, and the same aura made Yu Qianxing understand that everyone was the same kind of person.

Lu Qianhong's delicate figure took a step forward, the autumn breeze was approaching, and the red Lingxiao Sword under the red dress was dazzling for a while.

Lu Qianhong said in a greasy voice: "Under a sword, the water cold sword will be broken, you die in advance, just abandon the son, is this the meaning of your existence?" Ling Xiao Sword, as the treasure of the Zhenzong of the former Blade Sect, has resounded in the Tang Dynasty for more than 100 years, and Yu Qianxing knows the consequences of the first battle. His heart was as arrogant as he was, and at this time, a trace of sadness rose in his heart, if he had enough trusted companions, why should he suffer these humiliations? But in the White Sect, this is luxurious and deadly. When disappointed, more than 100 people slowly walked out of the vanguard army and gathered behind Yu Qianxing, the same breath made Yu Qianxing feel happy before he could turn back, the master really had an arrangement, and today is the time for the White Sect to become famous.

Yu Qianxing snorted and sneered, and said, "Maybe there are many of you, but today it will be up to you to break the formation." Without waiting for Yu Qianxing's order, the one hundred and eight people behind him slowly walked to the front of the Zhuzong Formation, their formation was scattered, but a group of people exuded the same gloomy aura, this ability and tacit understanding martial arts are rare. After a demonstration, the momentum of the sects was suddenly suppressed, and Yang Zong snorted coldly: "The demonstration is fierce, little boy, you did your best, I will not beat you." Having said that, the white-clothed sect members of the Immortal Sect behind him all stepped forward, and more than 300 cross formations were the newly created Yin and Yang Ten Phalanx of the Immortal Sect. As far as the eye can see, the whole team of ten people is vertically lined up at the midpoint, except for the uneven remnants of the team, from any direction, it is a cross shape, and the formation is not complicated. Yu Qianxing's joy just now fell silent again, the same people who practice martial arts, the three points of Yin and Yang of the Immortal Sect have resounded in the martial arts again in the past few years, this battle seems to be ordinary, and the cross array is also uneven, but the breath of the people is fixed, calm and quiet, and the foundation of a sect is clearly in the world, which is deliberately improvised, in addition to the fit of martial arts, the fit between people is zero. For the White Sect, if it is not necessary, this kind of strength should not be exposed prematurely, Yu Qianxing grasped the inch. Everyone understands that this battle is just a last resort, in order to stabilize the morale of the army, and what is needed is morale. Yu Qianxing looked at Yang Zong and said, "You who claim to be an adult should know that the older you get, the closer you are to death, old thing, you and I fight, life and death are determined by the destiny of heaven." Yang Zong heard the other party call himself an old thing, and couldn't help but be secretly angry, he was polite to people, but that was a normal person, these freaks were not human in their eyes, plus his older wife Yun was more than ten years old, Yun had been worried about a hundred years, and Yang Zong was quite taboo about this matter.

Yang Zong replied in a deep voice: "Little boy, you can't go wild in front of our army. Eat me in the palm of your hand. "The words must be, the palm is reached, the distance of six zhang seems to disappear out of thin air, Yu Qianxing's face is windy, even if it is too late to dodge, only to end up together. I saw the cold light of the water cold sword flashing, and the sword of Hengduan Wushan came out. Yang Zong secretly admired that he was so fast that he could still react. Yang Zong's left palm exerted force, and when he met Yu Qianxing's water cold sword, there was a crisp sound, and the water cold sword blade broke at nine inches. Yu Qianxing was instantly furious, slashed his sword, and pushed his palms up and down at the same time, and the terrifying palm wind struck Yang Zong head-on. Yang Zong didn't know whether he couldn't resist or didn't react, Yu Qianxing's palms suddenly imprinted on Yang Zong's chest and lower abdomen. Such a strong palm power is not trivial, and the two armies are secretly worried. Under the palms of his hands, Yang Zong did not retreat at all, but Yu Qianxing retreated in a muffled voice. The onlookers could see that Yu Qianxing seemed to be attacked by the power of the palm and avoided it. On the other hand, Yu Qianxing's pace of repulsion, one step at a time, six steps absorbed the power of the backlash in an instant, and it seemed that the injury was not serious. At this moment, the onlookers were all amazed, this seemingly strange young man had such a cultivation, and it was really not bad. Especially Yang Zong, the instrument sect is famous all over the world for its equipment, and its martial arts have never been shown in front of people. What had just shattered the Shui Han Sword was a light point in Yang Zong's hand, and his shot was so fast that no one present saw it. On the other hand, Yang Zong, who had just been slapped by the young man, was no different. If Yang Zong deceived his body and made up for the two palms, then what was the life of the young man? Yang Zong's martial arts were similar to the Taoist Qiankun Seal, the internal strength of yin and yang reversal. Yang Zong stroked the placket on his chest and said in a deep voice: "Xiaotong, you can't do it, do you want me to help you heal?" "For this kind of internal strength, Yu Qianxing can't break through even if he is talented for a while, but he actually makes a move, Yu Qianxing wants to try how the martial arts of the Instrument Sect are.