The night flickered and darkened, and several rays of brightness comparable to the scorching sun bloomed in the sky above the Right Tent Tribe, and without thinking too much, everyone knew that it was because of the battle of more than twenty Heavenly Ladder Realm powerhouses.

The night seemed to be torn apart by these people, and the mottled and extremely bright light was the most beautiful picture in the world for the warlike soldiers.

The battle above the sky was gorgeous and cool, but the ground was already covered with corpses and rivers of blood.

There was no retreat in the battle of the low-level soldiers, and this battle was the first head-to-head confrontation between the Qin and Hungarian sides, and both sides accumulated a lot of depression, especially the soldiers of the southern army, who wanted to use a victory to wash away the depression since the national war.

Looking at the sparks in front of him and the sounds of fighting around him, the face of a Hun general was very ugly: "Is the right tent tribe finished?"

The battle between Qin and Hungary had already begun for several hours, and the armies of the Great Qin Empire were still rushing towards the Right Tent tribe, which made many Huns lose their confidence in fighting.

Although the Huns said that the people were all soldiers, the women and children among the Huns were still too weak compared to the real soldiers, not to mention that the Right Tent tribe was facing the veterans of the Great Qin Empire at this moment.

"Die!"

As the Hun watched the battle around him, a scar-faced man struck him like a bolt of lightning.

The Hun didn't have time to dodge at all, just a moment of breath, and the scar-faced man took a scimitar and went straight through the Hun general's abdomen.

"You ......"

The Hun general spat blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips trembled: "This ...... It's my Huns' weapon......"

The scar-faced man's face was stunned, as if he didn't expect this Hun to be able to speak, he quickly nodded: "Oh, yes, this is your Hun weapon......"

As he spoke, the scar-faced man pushed the weapon in his hand forward three feet, and the Hunn's pupils shrank, and his eyes lost color.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the scar-faced man quickly pulled out the scimitar in his hand, "The person who killed you is a person from the former Song Kingdom-Zhuang Fan, the underworld does not accept unjust ghosts, and I hope you can remember my name!"

This scar-faced man is Lin Xu's good brother - Zhuang Fan, the scimitar in Zhuang Fan's hand was also given to him by Lin Xu in the Qixia School Palace, after the baptism of war in the past few months, Zhuang Fan has stabilized his cultivation at the peak of the ground.

The cultivation at the peak of the ground level, coupled with the fact that what he has in his hands is very extraordinary, as long as he does not encounter a top powerhouse, Zhuang Fan will not look down on any enemies.

Although Zhuang Fan had been a petty official in the Song Kingdom for a few days, he still didn't like to fight on horseback, and for people like him, riding a horse was just a burden.

Zhuang Fan put the scimitar in his hand on the ground, and the killing intent in his heart gradually calmed down, he knew that the right tent tribe was finished.

Although the population of the Right Tent tribe was also 300,000, their opponents were 300,000 Great Qin soldiers.

After tonight, one of the three major tribes, the Right Tent Tribe, will fall completely.

Tonight is a night of killing, as long as the other troops can stop the wolf riders of the royal court and the reinforcements of the Left Tent Tribe, then the southern troops will be able to successfully eat the Right Tent Tribe.

Zhuang Fan's mind turned quickly, thinking of someone, Zhuang Fan said with some regret: "Lin Xu, this battle is really boring without you, but it's okay, you are refining Rahu ginseng now, and when you want to get out of the pass, you should be a strong person in the Heavenly Ladder Realm........."

When it came to Lin Xu, Zhuang Fan felt a burst of envy in his heart, Lin Xu, a young man, was really a model among men, not only did he marry a wife who was as beautiful as a fairy, but his own cultivation was about to enter the ranks of the strong.

How many people have struggled all their lives, but Lin Xu completed it before the age of twenty-five.

"General Zhang, be careful!"

Zhuang Fan looked at it and found that a black shadow in front of him was attacking a general of the Great Qin Empire through the night.

During the days when Lin Xu disappeared, Zhuang Fan and Yan Xiaoyi had been living with Xiang Xiaoxiang's southern troops.

The army is a place where the strong are respected, so in the past few months, Zhuang Fan has also made friends with some generals of the southern army, and the general Zhang in front of him is a friend of the army who has a good relationship with Zhuang Fan.

This General Zhang, formerly known as Zhang Yefan, was born in the Zhang family of Jibei County, and was a veteran nobleman of the Qin State, but this Zhang Yefan was only born in the collateral line and had little to do with the main branch of the Zhang family, so after so many years, Zhang Yefan was just a small partial general.

Hearing Zhuang Fan's shout, Zhang Yefan, who was fighting on horseback, was shocked, he drew his knife and turned back, the cold knife image cut through the night, and flew around with beads of blood.

This was an extremely swift counterattack, even for those who had experienced a hundred battles, but the Hun didn't blink his eyes, and he held Zhang Yefan's long knife with an expressionless face.

"Sleep!"

The Hun flicked his fingers, and a faint killing intent burst out from his fingers, and in an instant, a white light passed through Zhang Yefan's head impartially.

"Plop!"

Zhang Yefan slipped off his horse, and there was a finger-sized hole in his head, and blood gushed out.

At this time, the Hun glanced at Zhuang Fan expressionlessly, and a little chill erupted in his eyes.

Killing intent, this guy has killing intent to himself!

Zhuang Fan couldn't help but take two steps back, killing Zhang Yefan with just one move, which was not an enemy he could deal with.

Zhuang Fan quickly retreated, he did not intend to engage this enemy head-on.

"Whoosh!"

However, it backfired, the Hun seemed to have no intention of letting Zhuang Fan go, his body was like an aurora, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Zhuang Fan's side.

The Hun stretched out his palm and slapped Zhuang Fan's head.

"Bang!"

A turbulent air flow gushed out, Zhuang Fan looked back, and found that Xiao Xiang appeared in front of him at some point, and it was it that helped him resist the attack of the Huns.

Xiang Xiaoxiang's face was pale and very ugly: "The powerhouse of the Heavenly Ladder Realm?"

The Hun on the other side was silent, he just answered Xiang Xiaoxiang's question with practical actions.

The Hunn's right hand pushed forward slightly, and with a sound of "bang~", the elephant flew out sideways.

"Brother Elephant!"

Seeing that Xiang Xiaoxiang was not the opponent of this Hun, Zhuang Fan was shocked.

"Ahem......"

Xiang Xiaoxiang was helped up by Zhuang Fan, but it still couldn't help coughing, and there was no blood on his face.

Xiang Xiaoxiang looked coldly at the Huns opposite, and there were shouts of killing all around, but no one dared to affect the battle between them.

Xiang Xiaoxiang pointed to the sky with his palm, and scolded coldly, "Since you are a powerhouse in the Heavenly Ladder Realm, why don't you go to the sky to look for your enemy?"

The difference between the ladder realm and the ground level is too big, like this kind of big battle, it is generally a situation of soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, and the battle above the sky is the key to victory or defeat.

The Huns slowly walked towards Xiang Xiaoxiang and Zhuang Fan: "The southern troops are obviously prepared this time, I know that the Right Tent Tribe is finished, instead of this, I might as well kill a few more high-ranking generals of the Great Qin Empire!"

Hearing the words of this Hunarian, Xiang Xiaoxiang scolded angrily: "Bastard, you are just bullying the soft and afraid of the hard......"

The Huns nodded without hesitation: "Yes, I just bully the soft and fear the hard, the right tent tribe is finished, why do I have to pay for it........."

Hearing this, Xiang Xiaoxiang was angry in his heart, but he didn't say anything more, the situation is stronger than people, and now no empty words can save their lives.

"Is it going to be a group fight?"

A huge monkey holding a human also walked towards Xiang Xiaoxiang, and some of the deadly cavalry on the road were all killed by the monkey, and in just half a minute, the monkey walked to Xiang Xiaoxiang's side.

Yan Xiaoyi smiled: "How can I be missing from a group fight!"

The Huns' faces still did not change at all: "Don't talk nonsense, you three people...... Oh, let's go up with three people and one monkey......"

"Remember, my name is Tulie, and the name of the person who killed you is Tulie!"

Xiang Xiaoxiang and Zhuang Fan glanced at each other, the matter had come to this point, and they had no choice but to do this, Yan Xiaoyi and a monkey rushed towards the Huns at the same time in different directions.

The battle in the field has entered a white-hot stage again, but the strength of the three of them at the peak of the ground level is still inferior to the Hun Tulie.

At the seventeenth move, the Huns flew in the air, everyone was helpless, some smiles appeared on the Huns' faces, and then a few spiritual lights shot out from his feet, and the spiritual light was raging, like several powerful and sharp pythons, just a few breaths, Zhuang Fan and others fell to the ground again.

"Oops!"

Yan Xiaoyi wailed: "My brother-in-law has also fought against the powerhouses of the Heavenly Ladder Realm, how did he do it? I don't think he's very strong!"

Yan Xiaoyi is now also a monk at the peak of the ground level, and with his combined attack technique with Macavel, where will ordinary masters be their opponents.

But now in the face of the powerhouses of the Heavenly Ladder Realm, the two of them are still vulnerable.

Zhuang Fan endured the severe pain and stood up, looking at Yan Xiaoyi, who was scolding on the ground, Zhuang Fan snorted: "That's because you are Qian Yuan's junior brother, your mother's brother-in-law, he loves your senior sister so much, and loves the house and Wu, so Lin Xu is also very good to you, and you naturally can't feel his strength......"

Zhuang Fan looked at the Hun Tulie again, "Lin Xu has been in retreat for several days, if he is here, he will never allow this Hun to be so rampant!"

Xiang Xiaoxiang also stood up with difficulty, "Yes, if Brother Lin is here, I think a few of us should be able to destroy the sky!"

Xiang Xiaoxiang added: "He is stronger than me, much stronger......"

"It's a pity that from now on, you will never see your friends again......"

Hun Tulie slowly walked in front of Xiang Xiaoxiang, and he stretched out his finger and lightly touched it between Xiang Xiaoxiang's eyebrows.

"Whew!"

Hearing a shrill sound, the Hun Tulie suddenly felt a pang of restlessness, and he turned his head to look behind him, only to see a silver sword rushing towards him with a scarlet red light.

Tu Lie was not an ordinary Heavenly Ladder Realm powerhouse, he jumped sideways to dodge the attack of the long sword, and when he stood on An, Tu Lie looked around with cold eyes.

Coincidentally, the long sword happened to fall beside Yan Xiaoyi, looking at the familiar long sword, Yan Xiaoyi was ecstatic: "Brother-in-law, I knew you would appear......"

"If you don't show up again, I won't see my senior sister in my life, Senior Sister Qian Yuan is the ...... who loves me the most"

PS: The battle starts tonight!