After Ren Xiaoxue killed Song Yiren, her thoughts drifted far away, completely forgetting that she was in the middle of the battlefield, and remembered the bits and pieces of the exercises taught by her master, Mrs. Linghua. She was so kind, so gentle. Now I never see her again.

"Master......"

The battle would not stop because of Ren Xiaoxue's distraction, and the two Zixiaolou disciples had already rushed to Ren Xiaoxue's side, one with a sword and the other with a sword, wanting to divide her into countless pieces.

"Ahh......h

"Miss Ren......"

Yue Ling'er, Liu Xingyu, Shui Weihan and others were shocked and wanted to go to the rescue, but they were entangled by their opponents, and there was no way to go over. The slightest distraction from them almost killed by their opponents.

"Ahh "The divine thief Li Yun was the closest to Ren Xiaoxue, and he came to Ren Xiaoxue's side in an instant with his light skills, and slashed the Zixiaolou disciple who held the sword, but he couldn't care about the Zixiaolou disciple who held the sword. Moreover, the person who has been chasing and killing behind the divine thief Li Yun is still a master, and it is Leng Ying, the master of the Taisha Hall.

Leng Ying was so angry that the divine thief Li Yun was like a loach, taking him around in circles, making him very angry. Now the divine thief Li Yun still dares to save people, he simply doesn't put him in his eyes, he directly explodes, suddenly accelerates, and shouts angrily, "Suffer death!"

A long sword aura, carrying a gloomy and cold aura, slashed straight at the back of the divine thief Li Yun.

Where did the divine thief Li Yun dare to take care of Ren Xiaoxue anymore, and rushed forward desperately. Leng Ying burst out with a twelve-point skill, how could it be that the divine thief Li Yun could dodge. The divine thief Li Yun just avoided the vital point, and was directly cut by Leng Ying's long sword in the back, and immediately the blood flowed like an infusion.

"Ah.......h

The miserable scream of the thief Li Yun finally woke Ren Xiaoxue up. With a wave of her hand, she knocked the Zixiaolou disciple holding the sword away, and turned around and killed Leng Ying.

Ren Xiaoxue's double knives were full of afterimages, cutting directly at the top of Leng Ying's head. Both of them are from the Demon Gate, and they are familiar with their respective exercises. Ren Xiaoxue's knife technique was very violent, but it had no effect at all, and he always asked Leng Ying to prepare moves to crack in advance.

"Hahaha, Fang Si regrets it, I still have some strength. You haven't cultivated yet. Leng Ying laughed wildly, and at the same time kicked Ren Xiaoxue away.

Ren Xiaoxue was in the air, and Leng Ying's long sword had arrived, stabbing Ren Xiaoxue's chest. The long sword carried a long sword qi, and Ren Xiaoxue was stabbed, and there was no reason to survive.

The divine thief Li Yun gritted his teeth and got up, kicked his feet on the ground, and jumped up, intending to intercept Leng Ying's long sword halfway.

"Touching the ......" There was a loud bang, and the short knife of the divine thief Li Yun arrived when Leng Ying's long sword was about to pierce Ren Xiaoxue's body. The huge power carried by Leng Ying's long sword knocked the divine thief Li Yun to the ground.

As soon as the divine thief Li Yun fell to the ground, he wanted to get out of the way, but he was stabbed in the right leg by the disciple of Zixiao Lou who had let Xiaoxue fly just now. The divine thief Li Yun didn't have time to react, Leng Ying's long sword had already arrived, and it stabbed directly into his chest.

"Ahh......h Don't!" Ren Xiaoxue had just landed, and when she saw this scene, she immediately cried.

Blood spurted out of the mouth of the divine thief Li Yun like flowing water, and he tried his best to open his mouth and said, "I can be a brother with Brother Ye in this life, it is a blessing that I have cultivated for a lifetime, I hope I can still be a brother with him in the next life." ”

"Definitely, definitely. Ren Xiaoxue shouted loudly. At the same time, the scimitar turned into a bow, and the arrows shot directly at the cold eagle.

Leng Ying faced Ren Xiaoxue's angry arrow and quickly retreated. Ren Xiaoxue rushed over quickly, and slashed the Zixiaolou disciple with her hand, her two knives flew, one slashing faster than the other, slashing towards Leng Ying.

The children of the rivers and lakes are old, and there is no place to be stabbed in the rivers and lakes, but no one can stand it when they see their friends fall beside them.

Ren Xiaoxue hated herself a little, and blamed herself for being distracted just now, so she killed the thief Li Yun.

"The moon rises in the east. Ren Xiaoxue's crescent scimitar, like two moons, revolves around the cold eagle, sometimes two moons, sometimes one moon.

Ren Xiaoxue integrated all her mind into the battle, and her sword skills became faster and more stable. Leng Ying didn't dare to despise it anymore, and cheered up to deal with it.

The divine thief Li Yun fell, causing the mood of everyone in the Righteous Qi Alliance to fluctuate. The Great Monster of Qilian Mountain, David, fell under the wooden sword of the false Taoist Wei Yuan. Five people are in one heart, one falls, no one rescues and the others can't support it for long.

The endless monk was hit in the right shoulder by Wang Jingba. Even if the monk has the magic skill of Vajra, he still can't bear it in the face of Wang Jingba's hammer. The right shoulder collapsed directly, and it was difficult to recover for a while.

"King Kong is not bad, and it really deserves its name. "As his name suggests, Wang Jingba is nine feet tall, with a face like a plate and a fist like a bucket. The monk stood in front of him like a child.

The endless monk took a deep breath and smiled, "Big man, your sledgehammer is powerful." "The monk did not tell a lie. If it was replaced by someone else, he would have been reimbursed long ago.

After a brief chat, the two quickly fought together. The monk changed his fighting style. Just now I was wandering around, looking for an opportunity to make a move. Now, he's tough.

The sound of thumping and snorting is endless.

"Enjoyable, enjoyable. "Wang Jingba's power is infinite, and no one has ever been able to fight against him. The fighting style of the endless monk made him deeply immersed in it, but he forgot that this was a battle of life and death.

"Come again. The two fought fiercely, muffling out the sounds of the others around them. Qiqi Chinese Network .

Not far to the left of the two of them was the battlefield of Duan Yun of the Broken Sword Sect and Sun Ill of Lijiang Hall. In the last war, the righteous side suffered heavy losses, and the most direct reason was the opposition of the Lijiang faction. Zhao Xuetian took refuge in the Purple Emperor, catching the other six factions off guard.

Duan Yun had no way to seek revenge on Zhao Xuetian for the time being, so he could only ask for a little interest back on Sun Ill.

"Immortals destroy gods. Duan Yun shouted, and the long sword instantly rotated around his body, spinning faster and faster, forming a circle, trapping Sun Yi in it. As the rotation accelerates, the circle shrinks smaller and smaller.

Sun Ill's only way out was in the air, so he jumped suddenly, wanting to jump out of Duan Yun's sword formation. Since Duan Yun has left a way to live, how can he not have a follow-up move?

Before Sun Yi dared to jump up, Duan Yun's sword array changed its moves, and the circle suddenly shrank into a sword, falling on Sun Yi like a streamer.

Blood spurted wildly from Sun Ill's mouth, and he fell to the ground extremely unwillingly. He felt that life was passing, and any king and hegemony would disappear into the wind. He seems to see the hometown where he grew up, which is so charming and nostalgic. He thought, "I didn't want to come out if I knew about it, and I lived well in my hometown, how good!"

The great war has been going on, and more and more people are falling. There is a side of the Righteous Qi Alliance, and there is also a side of Zixiaolou. For the time being, the two sides were evenly matched, and there was no one-sided phenomenon.

Both sides did not dare to relax their vigilance, the masters of the Holy Realm were fighting, and there were shouts of killing outside the city. They must quickly end the battle and achieve final victory.

The battle at the Temple of Heaven was fierce, and the battle at the city gate was also very fierce. Ordinary Warat soldiers are besieging the city, and their own soldiers are resisting. The desert martial arts characters need to resist quickly from the six doors.

At this moment, Sun Zheng and Shi Heng were fighting with all their might against the Tantric Sect Master. The cultivation of Xiwen has already reached the realm of the great grandmaster, and he has cultivated one of the three major body protection divine skills in the rivers and lakes.

Sun Zheng and Shi Heng broke out in a cold sweat. The two of them had to take out their twelve points of skill to be able to resist him.

Fortunately, Zhao Meiyun wanted to command the battle situation and did not rush up. There is really no way for the Ming side to deal with him again.

"Mahamudra. With a loud shout, the two big palms almost blocked the sky and pressed straight towards Sun Zheng and Shi Heng. The two of them retreated in embarrassment, knocking down four soldiers before avoiding the trick. The four soldiers were not so lucky, and were directly crushed to death by the aftermath of the joyful big handprint.

Sun Zheng and Shi Heng glanced at each other, and they both knew that it was difficult to be good. They are the souls of the Ming soldiers, and after they fell, their morale was lost, and the city gate could no longer be guarded.

"Do nothing. Sun Zheng snorted softly, the long sword flew around, the sword intent was lingering, and it pierced the eyes of the delight, which was the most powerful move of the swordsmanship Wuwei swordsmanship he cultivated. Shi Heng's spear came from behind and stabbed straight into the chest.

There were two loud clanging sounds, and the tricks of the two smashed on Xiwen's body, like smashing on steel, which was useless. I didn't retreat a single step, and I didn't care about the attack of the two. Both hands were like thunder, carrying a lot of force, and smashed on the chests of the two of them. The two were smashed and flew away, spraying three mouthfuls of blood before stopping.

Sun Zheng knelt on one knee, waved his right hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and felt a headache. If they can't solve the great day that they like to hear, there is no way to defeat him. They can only stall for time, but no one will come to the rescue.

At this moment, the battle at the Temple of Heaven is in full swing, and the battle between the righteous and demons is in full swing, and no one will stop until one side falls. As for Ye Han, it was even harder, and in the face of the Saint Realm master, it was even more impossible to come over to help.

They have no other way, the only way is to fight hard.

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......."

Sun Zheng and Shi Heng organized an attack again and killed again. The three of you come and go, the battle is so exciting. The sound of the impact of the battle even drowned out the sound of the siege.

Zhao Meiyun finally became a little impatient, glad to hear that the monk and others did not achieve results, and the Warat soldiers could not attack. The Ming army was constantly replenished from all over the country, and the more it came to the end, the more difficult it was for the Warat side to achieve victory. Therefore, Zhao Meiyun didn't want to wait.

Zhao Meiyun slammed on the horse, rushed straight towards the city gate, and when she came to the city gate, her legs slammed on the horse's back and flew straight to the city gate. The horses under their feet were directly trampled into flesh, which shows the great impact force.

Zhao Meiyun flew towards the city wall like a big bird, and the Ming soldiers had already seen it and shouted one after another, "Shoot her, shoot her." ”

Zhao Meiyun's cultivation had reached the realm of a great grandmaster, so how could the arrows of ordinary soldiers be useful? A moment later, Zhao Meiyun landed on the city wall, and with a wave of her long sword, she instantly killed four or five people.

She has killed all the way, as if she was in a no-man's land. As long as she waits for the gate of the city where she kills and opens the city gate, Daming will be completely defeated.

"Stop her, stop her......" The Ming side wanted to use crowd tactics, but it didn't work at all. Zhao Meiyun is getting closer and closer to the city gate. She is like the god of war, and wherever she passes, there is no one alive.

Sun Zheng and Shi Heng wanted to go over to stop them, but they were entangled by the news of joy. After each of them received a slap, they didn't dare to think about it, and tried their best to deal with the good news.

Zhao Meiyun was already standing at the city gate, and there were no Ming soldiers around who could stand.

She raised her sword aloft and prepared to slash at the gates.

"Roar, roar, roar, ......." the Warat soldiers had already begun to cheer, ready to charge. Sun Zheng and Shi Heng were in a hurry.

The city gate must not be broken! Once it is broken, it will be in danger.