The battle had just begun, and the defeat was already emerging.

But Gu Fan didn't look nervous, and his scarlet eyes even had a hint of ruthlessness.

But his hands were wrapped in bloody coffins, and a cruel smile condensed at the corner of his mouth...

"Boom!"

"Rush!"

Silently stepping on his feet, Gu Fan suddenly burst out and rushed towards Bai Lingyun head-on!

"Outside the picture. ”

"Whew..."

Soldier to soldier, general to general, go to the army to plan, and then to fight the army.

Bai Lingyun was obviously wary of this, the former broke out, and he casually fanned the mountains and rivers lightly!

The paper fan fanned out a breeze for a while, and then a ripple was blown in the space in front of him, and the phantom of the blank scroll of more than a long and wide length appeared out of thin air, as if it were real. It was only at this time that Bai Lingyun gradually transformed his calm into solemnity. He folded his hand and then folded the paper fan, holding the handle of the fan with three fingers, forming a pen-like hold.

Use the fan as a pen and draw a stroke on the scroll...

"Sha..."

The fan is not a pen, there is no ink, but the fan becomes ink.

A thick ink dyed and dissolved on the roll paper from the end of the fan, and with Bai Lingyun's pen strokes wandering, the silk is made into hair, the hook is a claw, the center is bone, and a tiger jumps on the paper!

"Let's go. ”

"Whew!"

After putting down the pen into a tiger, Bai Lingyun shouted again, put away the pen and waved the fan, and picked it up!

The tiger on the paper is like a soul, jumping out of the picture scroll with the provocation of the pen, and at the same time skyrocketing in vain, turning into a real tiger and rushing towards Gu Fan!

"Yikes..."

"Bang!"

The tiger soul is brave, but Gu Fan is even more fierce, the tiger rushes to his feet without stopping, and the blood coffin is used as a mace and hit it with a stick!

There is still a considerable gap between Bai Lingyun and Gu Fan's combat power, the tiger soul is wonderful, but he is brave and not strong enough, and under the head-on bombardment, he was directly slapped by Gu Fan's blood coffin and his head was cracked, and he flew out upside down...

"Let's go!"

"Whew!"

But this is far from Bai Lingyun's means.

The tiger soul was painted, and it collapsed in the blink of an eye, and Bai Lingyun did not stop there.

Taking advantage of the gap between the tiger fighting the ancient fan, he quickly put down the pen again, pointed and hooked, and suddenly frustrated, and in a few breaths, the wolf, leopard, lion, and rhino four fierce beasts were outlined in the picture scroll. Then, Bai Lingyun snorted softly, picked up the four beasts with a stroke of ink and picked out the picture scroll, and the four beasts took off the paper and then appeared, and also welcomed Gu Fanfei to pounce out!

"Yikes..."

"Bang!

"Whew..."

This time, Gu Fan didn't dare to slack off.

There was still a distance of more than ten zhang from Bai Lingyun, and the four fierce beasts and the fierce tiger that was sent out attacked almost simultaneously.

Gu Fan was forced to stop, pick up the blood coffin and attack!

Although the beast soul is empty, its combat power is extremely brave, even if its combat power is far inferior to Gu Fan, it is far better than the corpse beast buried by Gu Fan's Demon Summoning Array. The five-headed beast soul flew and attacked, Gu Fan waved his fist with his left hand, raised the blood coffin on his right, opened the bow left and right, and dissolved the offensive with three or two bombardments, and slapped the four beasts of wolves, leopards, lions and rhinos that came first with a sweeping momentum. When the tiger arrived, he was hit hard by Gu Fan, and half of his face was smashed and flew out again.

The competition between the two is exciting.

Bai Lingyun is indeed a leading talent among the younger generation of the world. Wen Taowu is all refined, and the calligraphy and painting techniques are even more superb, with thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the palm of his hand, and he can transform the beast soul into a battle with a pen. Seeing that the five beasts were invincible, he waved again!

"Go!"

"Whew... Bang bang bang!"

The ink pen is danqing, and then the paper roll is dropped.

If the clouds and water flow around the plain paper, Zhanhanhai and the mountains are still beautiful, how can a good word be obtained?

The eagle strikes the sky, the giant bear roars, the ink dragon soars, and all kinds of birds of prey and evil beasts continue to pounce out of the picture! Beasts and strange things emerge one after another, and the momentum is as majestic as ten thousand horses galloping, and the momentum is so great that the earth shakes the mountains. At the end of the painting, Bai Lingyun even moved a mountain of hundreds of zhang out of the paper scroll and smashed it towards the top of the ancient Fan Taishan!

Although Gu Fan is strong, the combat power of holding the blood coffin is amazing, and the soul of the painting under his fists and feet has collapsed one after another, but Bai Lingyun's methods are better than trouble. Gu Fan had just beaten the dragon and tiger, and other fierce beasts attacked later, and for a while, if he was entangled in chaos, he was entangled and lacked skills, and it was difficult to have a gap for strong and aggressive attacks.

On the other end, the deafening roar was like thunder, one after another. Large and small potholes, like the wrinkled skin of bitter gourd embedded in the mud. Although Li Yuanba lost the battle with the demon corpse, with his steel-like muscles and bones and a pair of invincible sky-shaking hammers, he was also inseparable from the demon corpse, and it was difficult to distinguish. The royal soldiers within a radius of several miles successively cleaned up the beast corpses, and tightly wrapped the square inch peak into three layers inside and outside with the momentum of trapped beasts.

"Brush..."

Seeing that the battle situation was getting more and more stalemate, a shadow hidden in the void waiting for an opportunity to move, finally couldn't help but make a move.

A ray of pitch-black glow suddenly separated silently under the figure of Gu Fan. And at the speed of the swift wind, along the gap between the mud, quietly swept towards Bai Lingyun, who was constantly waving his pen to transform soul beasts.

The knife is silent, the killing is not hard, he is traceless, he wants to sneak attack...

It's just that since Bai Lingyun dared to lead troops to attack at night, how could he not guard against this invisible scythe?

"Hmph, the one who steals chickens and dogs, I'll accompany you to practice!"

"Make a fire!"

"Da-da..."

Bai Lingyun was still immersed in painting, as if he had not seen the killing machine.

And the eight generals who were stationed a few feet away from Bai Lingyun had particularly sharp eyes. Seeing that Youmang was separated from Gu Fan's figure, one of them first shouted violently, and then, along with the other seven people nearby, threw the torch in his hand in front of Youmang's way at the same time!

"Sew!"

Torches fall to the ground, bursting into large clusters of sparks.

The sparks suddenly illuminated a radius of dozens of feet.

And the general who drank the words, almost at the same time as the sparks bloomed, swept out more than twenty zhang and came to the edge of the black shadow.

But seeing that he was holding the Qinglong Broadsword with both hands, he slashed down towards the dark shadow with the momentum of opening the mountain and breaking the river!

"Phew!"

"Instantly..."

The wind is strong enough, the Qinglong broadsword has not really cleaved down, and it is still less than three feet from the ground, and the blade has already brought up the stones and flying sand, which shows the fierceness of this fierce general.

The ghostly mangs on the ground seemed to be reluctant to carry it hard, and suddenly shrank back, turning into a wisp of cold mangs and attacking from below!

With a "poof", the cold light suddenly hit the blade, and the silver-white fire bloomed.

The strong wind was blowing, and the two touches the air around him in an instant.

Taking advantage of the gap between the obstruction of the Qinglong Broadsword, Wuxian who burst out to parry did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly exerted his strength with both feet, bursting out of the pitch-black figure from the ground, and then with the impact of the fall, he quickly turned into a gust of wind and quickly retreated.

"Little thief, where to escape!"

If you have a mind to calculate or not, you have the upper hand.

Electricity and flint are staggered, but in the blink of an eye. There was no trace of it, only a wisp of afterimage, and even the basic human form could not be seen. The eight royal generals who shot were all extraordinary, and they were extremely tacit. The former cleaved the original form of the traceless, and then the two silver bright spears immediately killed the situation, and turned into two silver snakes chasing the retreating traceless!

"Uhh

The sneak attack was futile, but it was blocked, and there were two guns stabbing at the face, only a few feet away, and the situation could be described as critical, but no trace was still in danger. The afterimage flickered, and the cold light flashed again, and in the bright firelight, a silver ray as dazzling as the silver spear was cut!

Twin spears stabbed at the attack!

"Oooo

"Da..."

It's not just Mai Mang, it's also the blade.

The silver light flashed instantly, and two crisp iron strikes sounded in an instant.

The black scythe is against the white blade, resting on the head of a silver spear, stopping its momentum. At the same time, the sickle broke the wind and slammed into the shaft of the other silver spear, and Shengsheng missed its momentum by three inches. Taking advantage of the moment when the two silver spears were blocked, the afterimage flickered again, quietly sweeping into the two shots with a cold glow.

"Not good!"

"Pheas!"

The gun is a thief, good at attacking people unprepared, and can even hurt the enemy up to eight feet away when it strikes quickly. But the weakness is also obvious, if a shot can't be recovered in time and is killed within eight feet, it is undoubtedly a flaw. And the magic of Traceless's counterattack at this time is here.

The scythe parried, blocking the two spears, she did not retreat, but advanced, with the speed of thunder, she crossed the range of the two spear blade attacks, and attacked in front of the two spear generals! Seeing that the flaws were exposed, the enemy took advantage of the weakness to enter, and the two royal generals immediately panicked. But before they could react, the traceless who swept in front of them had already brought up the black sickle in his hand, Breaking Wind!

"Tsk..."

The cold light rises again, piercing the darkness.

I have to say that the generals of the royal family are not ordinary people.

The skills of these two blind gunmen are even more adequate, knowing that there is no way to avoid it, and the momentum is unstoppable, they subconsciously tilt their heads back. Only then did the two of them narrowly avoid the fatal blow of Traceless. But the lightning-fast black scythe still slashed through their chests...

The crisp sound of cutting is like a tear of manuscript paper.

Blood blooms, armor is shattered, and white flesh sees white bones.

After the knife succeeded, he didn't stop without a trace, and kicked the waist and abdomen of the two generals with both feet!

Sheng kicked the two of them and flew out with blood, and he himself fled again with the strength of the shock.

"Sha..."

"Feng Yi, Ji Kang!"

"We're fine, kill him!"

"Rush..."

One shot at the face, that is, two people were injured, and later the five generals were shocked.

But at the moment of the battle, 100,000 people were in a hurry, and the slightest carelessness was either death or injury. Moreover, the two wounded generals behaved unusually strongly, falling to the ground, their muscles blooming, and the blood flowing, and they completely ignored the injuries, and one carp turned over and dragged the seriously injured body back to its feet. The spirit was full again, clenching the spear, as if nothing happened, gritting his teeth and cooperating with the other six generals to attack the sweeping traceless again!

"Phew!"

"Oooo

In close combat, there are soldiers who are as fierce as they are, regardless of life and death, and it is enough to make up for many shortcomings in combat power. Besides, there are eight warriors. Eight generals joined hands to attack, like a tiger descending the mountain like a wolf to grab food, turned into eight spears to block the left, middle and right three roads, hunting and attacking.

At the moment of retreating, no matter how strong the traceless body technique is, no matter how fast the sword technique is, but in the face of the hunting of eight fierce people whose combat power is only slightly inferior to their own, it also seems a little helpless. The scythe sliced through the darkness with a cold light, and the sword and spear exchanged fires in the void, and the fire rattled. But whenever he wants to choose one of them as a breakthrough to kill, the other seven people will tacitly agree to break the net with a fish to death, and desperately block it. No matter how fast the traceless knife is, the power of one knife is difficult to defeat the might of the seven soldiers. What's more, he was entangled and attacked back and forth for two or three times, and without a trace, he couldn't avoid it, and he was cut off his right leg. Although the injury is small, it also shows from the side that these eight generals who were selected by Bai Lingyun to deal with Traceless are very powerful.

The injury was added, and no trace dared to attack rashly, but retreated step by step...

Before and after the trace, the battle situation between Bai Lingyun and Gu Fan was just the opposite.

Bai Lingyun immersed himself in calligraphy and painting, conjuring up countless birds and beasts, swords, guns, swords, halberds, mountains, rocks, water and fire, and constantly attacking Gufan.

However, Gu Fan is the strongest person in this national examination, and where is the strength of his combat power that Bai Lingyun can suppress for a long time?

As the battle situation extended, Gu Fan's combat power did not fade but became more fierce, while Bai Lingyun had already dealt with it profusely. The eight-foot blood coffin was wielded like a machete in Gu Fan's hands, and all of them, whether it was fierce beasts, weapons, or mountains and rocks, all collapsed and shattered under his sweep. Gradually Bai Lingyun's speed of writing could hardly keep up with the rhythm of Gu Fan's swing, and Gu Fan gradually forced the battle situation without a trace.

A similar battle took place not far away.

Li Yuanba held the heaven-shaking double hammer to fight the demon corpse, his fists and hammers intersected, the earth trembled, and the space was faintly cracked.

Li Yuanba, relying on his innate divine power, forcibly beat the Apocalypse Realm to the power of the King Realm. But the gap between the Apocalypse Realm and the King Realm is not just something that can be bridged by bravery. Although the demon corpse was made of a rib of the Demon God of the Flood Desolation, after many years of reincarnation and burial in the blood coffin, the essence of heaven and earth had already been tempered by hundreds of remains, and the divine power was also infinite. In addition, the copper skin and iron bones of the demon corpse are comparable to holy weapons, swords and guns are not afraid, and the heaven-shaking hammer can also resist without hindrance, and it is even more difficult to have an opponent in the same realm.

Li Yuanba's ability to cultivate with the help of the Apocalypse, with the help of the strength of the Heaven-Shaking Hammer, has been undefeated against the demon corpse so far, which shows that he is extraordinary.

It's just that when the power is always exhausted, even if Li Yuanba's innate divine power will be exhausted. After half an hour of fierce fighting, Li Yuanba's body has been consumed a lot, and the combat power that can be exerted is not as good as when he was in his heyday.

And after the battle, Li Yuanba's defeat became even more obvious. Unable to do so, the follow-up is not followed, and he gradually loses half a point regardless of speed and reaction. On the other hand, the demon corpse seems to have an inexhaustible energy, and its movements are consistently simple and fancy. Punching is like smashing a hammer, and closing a fist is like pulling a bow, and each attack can make the second son of Long take half a step back.

At this point, the defeat is obvious...

If tonight's victory or defeat is only related to the current three-way battle situation, then Gu Fan and Traceless are undoubtedly the most likely to win the battle.

Because, on their side, they have faintly gained the initiative in the battle.

It's a pity that it's in...

Tonight's win and defeat is not limited to the present.

The battle between the three parties is in full swing, and the royal generals who have surrounded it on all sides have surrounded the Fangcun Mountain Pass to less than a few hundred zhang.

They have already planned the outcome of this battle in advance...