Chapter 310: Sword Intent

The remaining six Southern Xinjiang Saint Realm Beings suddenly began to burn all over their bodies, and the more than thirty Void Realms also began to burn all over their bodies, and the feelings and looks in their eyes gradually disappeared, becoming emotionless.

Their opponents were frightened by this strange scene and retreated one after another, and the few who retreated a little slower were stained with black flames that could not be extinguished or expelled.

"Don't break your arm, expel with the power of the martial arts realm. Someone had just raised the thought of breaking their arm, when suddenly a voice came into their minds.

They have used the power of the martial arts realm that they have never used, this is a very dangerous realm, even Jiang Ming and Ling Xiyue will not use it easily, because the price it pays is extremely uncertain.

However, now they have no choice, Ling Duxu must have a reason for telling them not to break his arm, maybe even a broken arm can't be extinguished?

When they used the Martial Arts Domain, they immediately understood the reason why Ling Duxu told them not to break their arms: this was a flame that could ignite their souls, and when the flames invaded their bodies, their souls had already begun to burn, and they could only deal with it in such an incomprehensible way as the Martial Arts Domain.

Five of the eight demi-saints who were burned by the flames managed to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but their faces were a little pale, and without anyone saying anything, they returned to the city walls, they could no longer fight, but they had to make their final contribution by manipulating the power of heaven and earth, and as long as they were alive, they would not give up the battle.

Ling Duxu looked at these people in Southern Xinjiang nervously, not knowing what they wanted to do.

Ling Chi also stopped his killing footsteps, calmly watching their movements, suddenly, the flames turned into by the Holy Realm and the Void Realm in Southern Xinjiang flew in the direction of Ling Chi, he wanted to dodge, but suddenly an invisible will descended, making him unable to move.

"Who is making the move?" Ling Chi was shocked, in front of this powerful will, his body was like an ant being targeted by a fierce beast, his whole body was stiff, and even the sword in his hand was a little unstable.

His will was still resisting, but the instinctive fear of his body would not listen to him.

The black flames rushed towards Ling Chi's direction, Ling Chi's whole body stiffened, he couldn't dodge at all, and desperate thoughts filled his heart: "Did I die here like this?" I thought that my fate would be to die in battle, but I didn't expect to die in such a ridiculous way. ”

Yes, ridiculous! In his eyes, such a death could not be more ridiculous.

He didn't show his full strength happily, he didn't fall into a desperate situation, but the other party's will made his body unable to resist, isn't it ridiculous?

"However, southern Xinjiang has exposed such methods, and we should be alarmed

"Ling Chi's eyes had regained their calm, and he watched the black flames rush in his direction, quietly waiting for death.

Even if he died, he had to see how he was killed.

Suddenly, a figure in silver armor covered the black flames in his field of vision, and then was engulfed by the black flames, and the black flames seemed to rush towards Ling Chi's direction as if there were no barriers.

"No!" Ling Chi's calm eyes turned red, and he struggled desperately to break free from the control of the mysterious will, but to no avail.

One silver figure after another blocked the path of the black flame, and they opened the martial arts realm to extinguish the flame as much as possible.

They had already understood from Ling Duxu's reminder that the martial arts realm was omnipotent, as long as it was ...... Be willing to pay the price.

Two lines of tears flowed from Ling Chi's eyes, this scene was all too familiar.

Before he broke through the Void, he had killed many Void Realm existences, but everyone only saw his superficial scenery, but they didn't know how his achievements came about.

His sword is the strongest sword among the forest patrol guards, and his edge is irresistible to anyone, so while the Void Realm can't resist his sword, he can't resist the opponent's deathly counterattack. However, he has teammates, and his teammates can, and they use their lives as shields again and again, blocking the opponent's death-defying counterattacks for him again and again, and creating opportunities for his long sword to be unsheathed.

Every time he faced the death of his teammates, he was like a knife, but there was no way, the ranger needed his sword, and if he didn't use the sword in his hand to kill his opponent, then they would be killed and injured more.

He doesn't know how many times he has faced the death of his teammates, but he can only swallow the tears into his stomach, and then make more preparations for the next sword, he would rather die himself than see his brother who was born and died with him die, but his life is not all his own, it still belongs to his sword, belongs to the sword of the forest patrol, and belongs to the strongest sword.

When he was given the opportunity to become a Limpur, he was ecstatic, not rejoicing that he was able to become a Spectacle, but was pleasantly surprised that his sword would no longer require the sacrifices of his companions.

As long as I become stronger, then there will be no more companions to sacrifice! The stronger my strength becomes, the fewer my companions will die! The pain of my companions dying for me is too painful, and I don't want to experience it again. With this belief, Ling Chi continued to practice his sword, wanting to make himself stronger.

However, seeing the figures rushing towards the black flames like moths to a fire, the pain buried deep in his heart erupted again, making the wound that he had thought numb bloom into even more intense pain.

"No, don't!"

Ling Chi muttered, with

His teammates fell like moths to a flame, the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and a red aura rippled around him.

The strong killing intent turned into substance, and the black flame was silently extinguished in front of this strange red power like a flame that had submerged in a long river.

"Interesting, I hope you can bring me more surprises. "The mysterious will leaves a thought behind and then vanishes.

Ling Chi's eyes turned crimson color, the extremely strong killing intent was as calm as a lake, with a wave of his hand, the entire sky, earth, and city were covered by a red field, and a sword qi permeated the world, and the warriors and dark creatures of Southern Xinjiang were silently taken away from their lives, only the soldiers of Dongzhou and Middle-earth were unharmed.

When the blood-red realm cleared, all the battle was over.

After doing all this, Ling Chi closed his eyes and fell from the sky, Ling Duxu hurriedly came to Ling Chi's side, with the help of his body, after checking his internal breath, he took a breath, and then sent back to the camp to recover and heal.

In Pingnan City, Lu Yunian slashed the enemy in front of him with a sword, and then threw it down the city casually, and some of the dark creatures that were climbing immediately gave up climbing when they saw this, but went to fight for the flesh and blood that fell.

"No matter how powerful it becomes, the greedy trait still hasn't changed!" Lu Yunian sighed, and then prepared to rest for a while.

At this time, a large number of soldiers came from the city to the city wall, replaced the wounded and overconsumed soldiers, and took their posts, and the replaced soldiers did not shirk, only when they rested, can they better kill the enemy.

This happens, of course, not because they are too strong, but because the opponent is not using all his strength at all.

Lu Yunian sensed the other party's intention to delay time at the beginning, and they deployed a large number of troops on the road leading to the southern city, the purpose was to cut off their support route, and without a reason to fight to the death, the high-level people in southern Xinjiang naturally did not use all their strength, but only sent some cannon fodder to die.

This tactic is simple and effective, Lu Yunian knows that if he takes the risk of supporting, the loss of Pingnan City will be the best result, and the annihilation of the whole army is very likely, so it is the most suitable tactic to consume it like this. Even the forest patrol guards are no match for the southern Xinjiang people in the desert.

At this time, there was a sudden palpitating feeling in the distance, Lu Yunian's expression was solemn, and he muttered to himself: "Is there something big happening there?"

However, he quickly put this matter behind him, now is not the time to be curious, even if the people in Southern Xinjiang have no intention of fighting hard, they must take it seriously, otherwise Southern Xinjiang will not mind making some more contributions.

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