"Great Xia Iron Rider!"

Some monks were exclaiming, and thousands of military monks in black armor broke into the Nine Dragons Gate, and the murderous aura erupted from their bodies, which made people's hearts tremble.

This is the most powerful army of the Great Xia Dynasty, which once followed Emperor Ning to conquer Kyushu, and all of them are the strength of monks in the Middle Three Realms, and there is no shortage of captains in the Supreme Realm.

The knife is dyed with foreign blood, for Junping Kyushu!

This is the best portrayal of the Great Xia Iron Cavalry.

If it was just an ordinary saint, in the face of thousands of Great Xia Iron Riders, he could only flee from the wind.

The Deadwood Saint froze in place, silent, and could only stare at this scene with wide eyes.

He was just an ordinary saint, and thousands of Great Xia Iron Cavalry were surrounded here, where did he dare to act rashly.

Not to mention that he has no way to settle these thousands of iron horses, there is also a Ning Yushan who has entered the Dao with a killing path watching from the side!

The black giant spear had already risen into the air, like a giant pillar covering the sky and the sun, covering the top of everyone's heads, exuding infinite divine radiance, giving people a strong sense of oppression, making the disciples of the Miaohua Holy Land dull and breathless.

It was as if the giant spear was pressed down even one more inch, and everyone would be killed on the spot.

This is the power of the top saints!

Ning Yushan's killing intent was substantial, and the black giant spear hanging high made people dare not move.

"If you kill us, the Miaohua Holy Land will not let you go!"

The Deadwood Saint only dared to threaten sharply: "Ning Yushan, do you want to provoke turmoil in Kyushu!"

"You deserve it too?"

Ning Yushan's face sank like water, and he shouted: "Kill!"

Order.

The Great Xia Iron Cavalry rushed into the group of alien monks in the Miaohua Holy Land, his hands rose and fell, his aura bloomed, and the heads of the great people rolled down.

As a monk in the army, the Great Xia Iron Cavalry is the best at killing, and he doesn't need bells and whistles to use magic powers, but with his strong aura and monstrous blood, he can sweep away thousands of troops.

"Quick, form a formation to defend against the enemy!"

Blood flowed loudly, and the monks of the Miaohua Holy Land fought hard, but they were not the opponents of the Great Xia Iron Cavalry.

Even if some of the disciples of the Miaohua Holy Land cultivated well, they were invincible with two fists and four hands.

There were only more than a hundred disciples in total, and in the face of thousands of tigers and wolves, the formation was shattered in an instant, and there were countless casualties.

"Ning Yushan, you're crazy!"

The Deadwood Saint cast a magic spell to protect the disciples of the Holy Land, and at the same time shouted: "Run!

"As soon as you enter Zhongzhou, you should have the consciousness of death!"

Ning Yushan had already killed, and the black giant spear swept through the infinite surging aura, killing the Deadwood Saint.

The Deadwood Sage's expression changed drastically, and he didn't dare to stay in place to protect his disciples, so he hurriedly turned into a streamer and rushed into the distance.

"Want to run, it's too late!"

Ning Yushan's voice shook like thunder: "Leave all of them for me! Kill all the aliens, and leave no one behind!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was already harnessing the black giant spear and pursuing the Deadwood Saint.

And the disciples who remained in the Miaohua Holy Land had been surrounded by the Great Xia Iron Cavalry and carried out a one-sided slaughter.

Blood was splattered everywhere, corpses were everywhere, and the disciples of the Miaohua Holy Land were like children in front of the Great Xia Iron Horse, and they didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

The Great Elder, Qin Yishan and the others were dumbfounded.

Lu Ping'an also woke up with the help of the elders' elders, and when he saw this scene at this moment, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I have heard that Ning Yushan is very murderous for a long time, and now when I look at it, I know that it is better to be famous than to meet!"

"Where is this murderous spirit, it is clearly a killing god!"

Lu Ping'an's voice was full of envy, he really hoped that one day he could become a saint, like Ning Yushan, chasing and killing saints in the same realm.

"My generation of monks, if they are like the saints of Yushan Mountain, they will not live in vain in this life. ”

Qin Yishan also sighed, but the Great Elder smiled bitterly in his heart, and looked at the screaming Miaohua Holy Land disciple with a little pity in his eyes.

"You said that it was not good for you to provoke anyone, you had to come to Kowloon Gate. ”

"Although my Nine Dragon Gate is not a holy place, there is an emperor in charge, and the eyes of the Great Xia Dynasty have always fallen here. ”

"To provoke the emperor is to provoke the forces under the command of the entire Zhongzhou Emperor, isn't it asking for hardship?"

The Great Elder felt a lot of emotions in his heart, and it was only at this moment that he deeply understood how terrifying the Emperor's background was.

Although the emperor's cultivation is not high, after all, he is from a noble background, and there are countless capable people under his command.

It's like Ning Yushan, who suddenly appeared today, if it weren't for the emperor's order, the Great Elder didn't believe that Ning Yushan, who was guarding Xizhou, would appear here so coincidentally.

"You're done!"

Luo Yuntian watched the disciples of the Miaohua Holy Land around him die tragically one after another, stared at Miaoling and threatened: "You killed the disciples of the Holy Land!

"This time I came to Zhongzhou, and I am the supreme of Dongzhou!"

"If the Supreme learns about this, he will not let you go!"

Luo Yuntian's voice was very loud, and the monks present all heard it: "If the Supreme is angry, even if Ning Yushan has strong strength, he will die!"

Hearing Luo Yuntian's words, the expression of the Nine Dragon Gate monks was not very good-looking.

If the Alien Supreme is determined to kill a Terran saint, it will be needless to say the end.

"Whether Ning Yushan will die or not, I don't know. ”

Miao Ling just glanced at Luo Yuntian lightly: "But today, you will definitely die!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword technique in Miao Ling's hand waved forward slightly.

"Poof!"

The sharp spirit sword stabbed forward, Luo Yuntian's head exploded under the fierce sword intent, and his body was torn to pieces by the infinitely scattered sword intent.

This guy who was clamoring to kill the Holy Son of the Nine Dragons Gate was already dead.

Only the rain of blood was left behind, witnessing the traces of the survival of this alien holy land.

He didn't expect Miao Ling to be so decisive until he died, and he would kill when he said he would.

The strength of the Great Xia Iron Cavalry is strong, and when Miao Ling killed Luo Yuntian, the Great Xia Iron Cavalry had already killed all the remaining disciples of the Miaohua Holy Land, leaving no one behind.

The Miaohua Holy Land, who visited various sects in Zhongzhou one after another and killed many young Terran monks in the name of Taoism, has all died since then.

Oh no!

There is also a deadwood saint who is on the run.

But he didn't make it out.

Ning Yushan had already caught up with him, and the two of them fought between the clouds in the sky, and the thunder was bursting, and the fighting methods of the two saints made the sun and the moon lose their color.

The disciples of the Nine Dragons Gate raised their heads and could clearly see the black giant spears surging and spurting in the clouds, like a black dragon, covering the sky above the Nine Dragons.

Top saints shot.

That scene is too terrifying!

The Deadwood Saint, on the other hand, continued to erupt in pain and howl.

"Ning Yushan, won't you give me a way to live!

Listening to the voice of the Deadwood Sage, it was full of fear, trepidation, and threat.

Apparently, he was already injured, and the injuries were not light.

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone heard Ning Yushan's signature laughing voice: "My master said that if there is cause and effect, one shot will break it!"

Ning Yushan's words spread all over the four fields, making the young monks of Jiulongmen enthusiastic, and their eyes looked at the sky and were dizzy.

"This is the sage of Yushan! A lifetime of battle, it has long been dyed with cause and effect, so why be afraid of his retribution!"

"No matter how big the cause and effect is, one shot will pierce it!"

The young monks of the Nine Dragons Gate looked excited and whispered one after another, and most of their voices were full of shock and excitement.

This is the top saint of the human race!

Shoot and kill!

Fearless cause and effect!

Ning Yushan's black giant spear is an innate spiritual treasure, which was forged by the blood of the monks of all races the day after tomorrow, and has already been infected with countless divine souls, with terrifying power and an infinite evil aura.

The aura of an ordinary saint collided with it, and it could not be broken at all.

The Deadwood Saint fought very hard, he was not as advanced as Ning Yushan's cultivation, and now with the infinite evil energy of the black giant spear, the Deadwood Saint was already overwhelmed, and it was difficult to parry Ning Yushan's crazy attack.

Lose.

It's just a blink of an eye.

Everyone was still shocked by the cultivation of the Yushan Sage, and only the elders of the Nine Dragons Gate who knew knew the inside story.

Today's events show that it was just Ning Yushan who happened to pass by and came to help.

But in fact, it is the noble man who is here to ensure that the Nine Dragons Gate is worry-free.

The Great Elder glanced up at the top of the Holy Mountain, then glanced at the excited young disciples around him, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"It's good to be ignorant. ”

......

The top of the Holy Mountain.

"Smack. ”

A son fell again.

Ning Yuan looked at the Second Elder with a smile: "Second Elder, you lost again." ”

"yes. ”

The second elder looked down at the black and white chess array on the chessboard, and couldn't help but sigh: "The emperor's methods are exquisite, his chess skills are superb, and he is not as old as he is too old." ”

The words of the second elder were puns intended.

Ning Yuan just smiled, raised his cup of tea, and squinted his eyes slightly, not feeling at all how thrilling and magnificent the battle of the saints above his head was.