The glow of the sun still shines brightly at the top of the city, but not many people pay attention to this beauty.

The cultivators of the human realm were still fighting against the rebels and the cultivators of the Holy Pavilion among them, and everyone on the city tower was also doing their own duties, and there were only two people who really focused their attention on this piece of flowing mist - Gao Yangqi and Yue Qingshuang.

Yue Qingshuang's face was already a little ugly at this time, but after a while, his expression had returned to normal, and he said self-deprecatingly: "It's a bit unexpected." ”

Although he didn't think that Ying was already a first-class master in the world, he also believed that no one on the city tower could stop him except Shi Qingyang, and Yu Luoxia was able to seriously injure Ying directly with a stick, which really surprised him.

He never thought that it would be Yu Luoxia who would come out to stir up the situation, and he didn't think that Yu Luoxia would participate in this war until he noticed the figure that jumped up with the light body exercises.

According to his information, Yu Luoxia should now avoid the sight of the Heavenly Dao Alliance far away from the Central Plains, if she was smarter, she would not have chosen to come all the way here, and she would have appeared under the gaze of the entire human world.

However, Yu Luoxia came, and cracked one of the links of his layout, although this link was dispensable, but after all, he was very unhappy.

Ying was defeated by his own carelessness of the enemy, Yu Luoxia only relied on the small skills in the battle, and the last stick from clever to force, and then with the force to break the swift change of ten thousand laws, although the Yu family's pure Yuan Gang Qi can indeed suppress the Flowing Moon Qi Gong method that he passed on to the two of Ying and Loss, but as long as Ying is wholeheartedly and seriously against the enemy, he will never end up like this.

Yue Qingshuang's thoughts came and went, and in the end, he only felt that Ying had little practical experience in growing up, and he was still a young man with strong blood after all, which led to his defeat.

Comparatively speaking, he was more at ease with the loss, although the actual number of losses was less than the number of losses, but he was sure that she could complete the task beautifully.

On the one hand, her own cultivation is slightly higher than Ying, on the other hand, when Gao Yangsong came to Mingyue Tower, she was observing in the dark, and she was originally the person he specially prepared for Gao Yangsong to send him to the end.

If Gao Yang Song dies, the victory or defeat on the city tower will not matter.

But just then, he heard a soft sound from behind, as if some swollen balloon was leaking, followed by another sound, as if something incomparably hard had been cut by a sharp blade.

Yue Qingshuang glanced back, and then said to Gao Yangqi: "Your Highness, it seems that you have to use the final plan." ”

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The light sound of air leaking came from the body of a Sacred Pavilion cultivator, who was the only woman among the several Sacred Pavilion cultivators.

What she is best at is a kind of exercise that accommodates the elements of heaven and earth to nourish flesh and blood, the purity of spiritual power far exceeds that of ordinary fairy spirits, under the operation of spiritual power in the body, the barrier formed by its own elements protects her body, even the ninth-order powerhouses are difficult to leave wounds on her body.

From beginning to end, although she had been pressed and beaten, she had actually been consuming the spiritual power of the Terran cultivators who were besieging her until her barrier was broken, and then she was seriously injured for the first and only time since the start of the war.

This wound killed him.

At this time, the blood bat didn't know how much blood it had sucked from the corpses on the ground, and after stumbling two steps, he grinned at Ling Duan and said, "The surname is Ling, all these years of work have not been in vain." ”

Ling Duan shook off the blood on Han Ling's knife and said coldly: "When the battle is over, you will see." ”

The blood bat smiled disapprerovingly, licked his lower lip and said, "Then I'll wait and see." ”

Ling Duan set his eyes on Zong Helan on the side at this time, Zong Helan's right arm was gone, and the tear marks on his shoulder were obvious, revealing hideous white bones, but not much blood spurted out.

Although the injury was serious, Zong Heran still smiled and said proudly: "Fortunately, my name of Megatron Tiannan has not fallen here." ”

The implication is naturally that Ling Duan doesn't have to care about the pain of his broken arm.

He immediately said aloud to all the cultivators around him, "Don't be stunned, the other brothers are still waiting for our support!"

The wave of kills just now was the credit of everyone on their side. Ranwen

Zong Helan used his body as bait to let the Holy Pavilion woman venture close at the cost of one arm, and then the cultivators of the Human Realm rushed up to suppress it for a short time, and the blood bat couldn't stop splashing disgusting things such as thick blood and brain pulp on the woman's body, and at the moment when she revealed her flaws because of her mental confusion, Ling Duan swung his most powerful sword on this battlefield, and took advantage of the momentum of this knife to shatter the threshold of stepping to the peak of the eighth order in one fell swoop.

The Han Ling Knife fell, leaving a deep wound on the Holy Pavilion woman.

That Holy Pavilion woman could quickly breed flesh and blood with her own spiritual power, and originally being traumatized once would not affect her too much, even if it was a serious injury to the bone, she could recover in a few breaths, but the wound left by Ling Duan's knife was mainly in her dantian qi sea.

Most of her spiritual power cultivation, which she had been cultivating for decades, was directly destroyed by this knife, and when her spiritual power escaped, her flesh and blood also dissipated with her spiritual power, and soon became a white bone in the screams of pain.

The moment they saw the Holy Pavilion woman die, everyone couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts.

They were the first to break the deadlock, and so many companions on the ground did not die in vain, they did it!

And Zong Helan's words made their excitement suppressed for the time being.

There are still many places that need their support, and it is too early to rejoice.

Zong Heran smiled embarrassedly, sat down cross-legged, and said, "I'm a little tired, I want to rest for a while, Ling boy, I'll leave the rest to you." ”

Ling Duan gritted his teeth slightly, nodded in agreement, and then pointed in a certain direction and shouted, "Let's go to support Senior Sun!"

As soon as he shouted, Bai Ying, the cultivators of the human realm who had not had time to rest and recuperate, were moving at full speed in the direction of Sun Huan, and it was the blood bats that had always been incompatible with these people who also took a sip of saliva on the ground and made a detour to follow.

Seeing this scene, Zong Heran nodded with relief, and followed Ling Duan and the others until the brilliance in his eyes completely dissipated.

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The sound of cutting came from the eight swords of the town faction of Canglangmen, and cutting off has always been a good skill of sword cultivation, especially the sword cultivation from the powerful sword cultivation sect of Canglangmen.

The Holy Pavilion cultivator who was now facing them had become a pile of flesh on the ground, and from the first time a sword mark appeared on his body, he had only one ending in death.

The Canglang Sword Formation did not have the command of the Linya Zhenren, but the Eight Swords of the Town Sect were still intact, and there were those swords in the Canglang Gate that were thrown in support by the disciples who had been relieved not long ago.

Under the full force of the Canglang Sword Array, how could that person not die?

The eight sword-wielding elders, you look at me, I look at you, you can see the deep joy on each other's faces, whether it is the youngest Guan Shanyue or the eldest elder who claims to have walked the most roads in the Canglang Gate, the smile on his face at this time is like a child who has received a favorite toy.

They succeeded in slaying the enemy, a little slower than the group of men who had slain the Pavilion woman, and although it was a bit regrettable, it was enough, because if they hadn't done it before, they would have been faster than that group now.

It's just that the battle situation didn't leave them much time to exchange their feelings proudly, and a somewhat angry voice called them all over.

It was the angry shout of the real man on the cliff who had a nine-pattern sword robe on his body that was already torn.

"Hurry over after the fight, don't you see that your head is about to be beaten to death!"

The eight sword-wielding elders were all smiling, laughing or smiling, and in the midst of the laughter, the Canglang Sword Formation danced again, roaring towards the Holy Pavilion cultivator who was pressing the real person on the cliff, as if a monstrous wave was coming, suddenly forcing that person to give up the attack and start defending, this defense, there was no longer a chance to attack.

With the separation of the winners and losers of these two battles, the balance of victory has tilted towards the human world.

Meng Qianhiro's taut delicate body on the city tower relaxed slightly, and then turned his gaze to Yue Qingshuang and Gao Yangqi, who were still approaching the capital, and there were already some doubts in his heart.

It is impossible for them not to know the situation on the battlefield in the rear, and it is impossible not to see the stick that Yu Luoxia defeated Ying just now.

So why are they rushing over?