Above the blood-stained red red land, Gore, who was born in the Wu clan, confronted Huang Ting, the general of the Great Wall.

The former has a posture of holding the victory high, and the expression under the bronze mask of the latter is particularly dignified.

Huang Ting let out a low snort, his palm was empty, and there was an extra spear with a simple and heavy texture in his hand.

Huang Ting was able to stand out as a woman in the Great Wall where there are many talented people and strong people, and he served as the commander of the Great Qin Tiger Division's Blue Bird Legion, relying on the Thousand Spirits Breaking Formation Technique in addition to the Fame Spiritual Technique, as well as the spear in his hand.

The name of the gun is shock, and the gun trick is shock.

Two of them are occupied, and the word is of great significance, and even once in the martial arts arena, the general Wu Qi was full of praise after seeing it, even if he said the praise of "the Great Wall shook the Sanfenli Mountain".

Gore stared at the spear in Huang Ting's hand, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer, although she was just fighting the trapped beasts, but judging from the rumors, it was inevitable that the idea would be a little prickly.

The spiritual power in the palm of the hand of this Gore revenge enemy from the Xiao Cavalry Battalion slowly condensed, and in an instant, an extra long sword with a little cold glow all over his body appeared in his hand.

Before that, he had seriously injured Huang Ting with this long sword called Babao.

"I have long heard that Miss Huang's defeat amazed the Great Wall, and even the general Wu Qi was full of praise for it, and it is my honor to see it today. ”

"What is the saying?" Gore gently touched the sword with his fingers together, and finally flicked his fingers, and the eight treasures in his hand let out a crisp clanging sound, "The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic." ”

"Miss Huang, do you think I'm right?" Gore asked with a hearty smile.

"Look for death!" Huang Ting shouted with a grim expression.

Immediately, she shook the spear, and the whole spear god made a "buzzing" sound, and then the gun came out like a dragon, and asked people to bring guns and carry the domineering and incomparable spiritual power to destroy the withering and decaying momentum towards the "sitting and waiting" Gore to attack and kill the enemy.

Gore, who was standing in the air in the distance, licked his thin lips excitedly when he saw such a big posture, it seemed that his brother was right with him, these roses were all thorny.

With his half-step Creation Realm eyesight, he could see the domineering of this gun, and this exquisite shot alone was enough to force back ordinary Heavenly Aspect Realm Qi cultivators.

But although he is not from a famous family, he is also a well-founded family, not an ordinary qi practitioner.

Moreover, he is not a Heavenly Aspect Realm, but a half-step Creation Realm on a higher level.

This half-step difference alone is enough to look at her Huang Ting with a cat-and-mouse mentality, not to mention that the latter is still isolated and injured, even if she casts a shocking shot, its power is greatly reduced, why does she dare to take the lead against herself?

As soon as he thought of this, Gore looked at the momentum of the streamer that broke through the sky and laughed, "It's just pretending." ”

Immediately, his wrist shook slightly, the palm of his hand pressed against the end of the hilt, and the Eight Treasure Long Sword was quietly suspended in the void, but the tip of the sword pointed directly at Huang Ting, who was quickly approaching this side.

"You are frightened, I have broken waves, but I don't know which is stronger and which is weaker. Gore's eyes showed a strong fighting intent, and he said in a deep voice.

According to the secret records in the big tent of the Chinese army in Hangu Bingzhen, Gore, the deputy general of the Xiaocai battalion in front of the Black Flame army, regained the enemy's sword name and eight treasures, and the sword style was to break the waves, and he had killed two Tianxiang Realm qi practitioners with one sword.

It was after that that Gore returned to the enemy and sat in the position of deputy general of the cavalry battalion.

Gore's look grimaced, his right wrist twisted in an incredible arc, and then he let out a low cry and rolled around

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Like the water of the river, the spiritual power that flowed all along the spiritual vein of his right arm converged into his palm.

His entire right arm slammed, and his entire robe broke under the thick and domineering qi, and then was directly shattered into powder.

Finally, Gore pressed his palm against the end of the hilt of his sword and slammed forward.

The eight-treasure long sword broke through the air in an instant.

Under the blue canopy, there is a silver thread that separates this heaven and earth.

The sea of clouds above the two of them that was originally undulating and tumbling was directly torn apart by the majestic qi machine wrapped in the Eight Treasure Long Sword, and the clouds dispersed to the sky.

Since the sword move is called Breaking the Waves, it can naturally break through the waves of the sea of clouds.

The silver thread collided with a long rainbow that swept by the wind and thunder.

"Zheng!"

In an instant, there was a huge sound like a thunderbolt exploding in the sky above the red ground, and this huge sound turned into waves of sound and swept away towards the surrounding void.

The Wu army called the Xiao Cavalry Camp under the canopy of the sky suddenly became panicked and uneasy.

Even the horses on which they sat neighed strangely.

Even the Hongluan army, which had already left Chidi at this time, heard a loud noise that was waving.

The chief merchant turned his head to look at the canopy, where a brilliant fireworks burst out.

Dazzling!

So much so that the ginseng businessman's teeth clenched and his eyes cracked, and the green tendons on his forehead rose like a dragon, but in the end, he seemed to think of something, and he never turned around.

"General Huang, you must wait for me!" Shen Shang turned his head and muttered in a low voice with a resolute expression.

With a wave of Gore's right arm, the eight-treasure long sword that had gone away swept back into his hand, and the blade of the sword was still cold, but the sword qi wrapped in the sword body was no longer one in ten, and there was not much left.

His palm gently stroked the blade of the sword, his face expressionless.

Although he had heard of it for a long time, he could only understand the horror of this shot after really fighting Huang Ting.

It's just that she was seriously injured before this, otherwise it would be really tricky at this time.

Gore shook the eight treasures in his hand and looked playfully at the cloud of smoke in the void in the distance.

When the smoke cleared, what fell into Gore's eyes was a body covered in scaly wounds and covered in blood.

It's just that Rao is like this, and the spear in the figure still hasn't slipped off.

It's just that it can be vaguely seen that the spear head has a red color, and blood is constantly dripping.

It's not him Gore who is revenge, it's naturally Huang Ting's.

It's tragic!

At this time, Huang Ting was already exhausted, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body, not to mention that he was already seriously injured, so his breath was weak at this time, and he couldn't even use the strength to lift the gun.

But Rao is like this, she still refuses to take half a step back.

The soldiers of the cavalry battalion on the red ground looked up at the woman who was obviously no longer able to fight, and his expression was quiet and his face showed respect.

Their Wu clan has always respected the strong, and the person in front of them not only uses the sky to create in half a step, knowing that she is dead and will not retreat, not to mention that she is still a woman.

So even if the other party is in a different camp from yourself, you are worthy of their respect.

"Come down. Gore said with a return to the enemy.

"You're dreaming. Huang Ting replied.

After saying this, a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of the vermilion mouth under the mask.

Gore snorted coldly, and with a wave of his right hand, it was another sharp one

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The sword qi was thrown out, and the sword qi shot like a rainbow towards Huang Ting, who was already powerless to fight back.

Huang Ting endured the sharp pain from the sword wound on his arm, and raised the spear with great difficulty, trying to resist the sword qi.

It's just that the current Huang Ting wants to take over that sword qi, and he has a feeling of "grasshopper shaking the tree".

At least that's what Gore thinks about revenge.

The sword qi landed on the body of the spear raised by Huang Ting without accident, and she was already exhausted, and she snorted and vomited a large mouthful of blood, because the sword qi was scattered, and the bronze mask on her face was also split.

The bronze mask that had been covering Huang Ting's true face split and fell into the void, and the bronze mask fell to the ground along with the simple Surprise Spear and.

Huang Ting.

Gore caught a glimpse of that beautiful face in the middle of the shock, and his expression was stunned.

Then an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a woman of such a good appearance is worthy of being the woman who regained his enemies.

After seeing Huang Ting's face, he decided to spare her life.

As the saying goes, a hero is sad to pass the beauty level, but unfortunately, Gore has always felt that he is a hero.

So his body moved, trying to catch the Huang Ting, who had fallen from the sky.

It's just that he moves fast, but some people are one step ahead of him.

And after the shock, there is a shock.

The former is a glimpse, and the latter is a sword.

That sword came too fast, and it was too incredible, so even the half-step Creation Realm's Gore revenge didn't react.

By the time he knew something was wrong, the entire right arm holding the sword had been severed from his shoulder.

Gore gritted his teeth and endured the heart-rending pain of his broken arm, and beads of sweat on his forehead ran down his cheeks.

"General!" the soldiers of the Wu Clan's cavalry battalion under the canopy of heaven exclaimed in surprise after seeing the sudden change.

"Protect the General!"

The military towns that had been in battle on the red ground began to change.

There were even several Qi Practitioners of the Heavenly Phase Realm who had risen into the air to meet Gore and return to the enemy.

Gore looked at a place with a cold look in his eyes, where a man was standing in the air with a seriously injured Huang Ting in his arms.

After perceiving the fluctuations in the spiritual power of the person who suddenly appeared here, Gore squinted his eyes, was he the one who made the move?

But how could the spiritual power realm of the mere Condensing Divine Realm hand over that sword?

Is there another master behind him, or has strong reinforcements arrived on the side of the Lishan Great Wall?

"General. Are you alright?" asked the four Heavenly Phase Realm military monks who had already rushed over.

Gore covered the wound of the broken arm, glanced at the four of them coldly, and said with a gloomy face: "If you cut off your arm, are you still in the mood to ask for warmth here?"

When he saw the man fall back to the ground with Huang Ting in his arms, he slowly descended.

"Who are you?" asked Gore after he had simply stopped his injuries with his spiritual power, and then looked at the black-clothed figure again, and asked with a frosty face.

"Tut-tut, can you do it with such a good-looking girl?, are you still not a man?" the man in black looked down at Huang Ting, who was covered in blood, and replied.

It's just that someone really wants to forget, and the spicy hand destroying flowers he did in the witch realm may not be counted on one hand.

"What a damn thing!"

The black-clothed figure slowly raised his head, and his eyes were already overflowing with murderous intent, cold and cold.

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