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Whether it was the army of the Six Gates, or the martial arts people on the city wall, they all stared intently at the dozens of people fighting on the battlefield.

When they saw the white tiger beheading a person, they were extremely shocked in their hearts, this time it was one enemy and two enemies, and there was no careless statement.

"Lord White Tiger is mighty!"

"Your Excellency is mighty!"

Tens of thousands of elite catchers were proud, roaring hard, shaking the sky. The sound of terror spread throughout the world.

The cold blade is breathtaking, as crystal as white snow, the snow is bright and cold, and the murderous aura is wrapped around his body, just like the Netherworld Shura, slashing two people in a row, the white tiger's face has not changed in the slightest, and there is no fluctuation in his heart.

The remaining man raised the spear in his hand, lit it with one shot, turned into a hundred thousand points of starlight, and pierced the space with sharp energy, like a dragon going out to sea, stabbing towards the white tiger, without caring about the light of the long sword.

The master has made a move, what he is fighting for is a move, at this moment he has no way to retreat, if he turns around and escapes, he can only die faster, he is a martial artist who naturally understands the truth, at this moment, only survival in death is the best way.

Sure enough, the long knife in the white tiger's hand changed direction, changing into a flirtation, the long knife flipped over, and the sharp knife light slashed upwards on the spear, and the spear of the fierce knife qi erupted, rolling up a storm of vitality, and the powerful power shook the space ripples in all directions.

There was a hint of joy in the eyes of the martial artist in that place, the internal force of the whole body exploded, and the spear in his hand burst out with a more violent momentum, and the spear power overflowed, like a blooming lotus, full of deadly beauty, his spear swept, and a half-moon-shaped shock wave rushed towards the white tiger, and the ground was blasted out of a huge ravine, and the gravel was splashed, and the sand and dust rolled, and it rushed straight into the sky for dozens of feet before stopping.

This person's marksmanship is superb, and it was obvious that he didn't exert all his strength just now, otherwise the other god would not have been killed so easily.

The white tiger's eyes were full of brilliance, and the overwhelming gunfire made him feel a trace of danger. In an instant, the muscles of the whole body tensed, the flow of qi and blood in the body made a continuous roar, and a strong internal force poured out of the flesh and blood around the body, breaking through the smoke and dust.

The sword light on the three-foot waist knife in his right hand skyrocketed, and a continuous knife momentum broke out of his body, and the cold killing intent made the temperature in the field begin to drop, and everyone felt this terrifying knife momentum.

This was infinitely close to the realm of the Dao Sect Master, and as soon as the sword momentum came out, his momentum skyrocketed again.

In the next second, the white tiger had already made a move, and the long knife in his right hand slashed at the spear-wielding earth warrior from a strange angle.

Just like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, the cold knife qi directly split the half-moon-shaped shock wave in half, he stepped out, his body instantly turned into an afterimage, and the violent power scattered the spear, just like an ancient beast, holding the knife light in his hand across the ten zhang distance, and cutting off his head.

"Bell"

At this critical moment, a long black spear suddenly blocked the sword light, and it turned out to be a shot from the martial artist in that place.

The light in the white tiger's eyes skyrocketed. "Brush brush brush" slashed out thirty-six knives in a row. The thirty-six knife light turned into a three-foot sword, and the terrifying edge directly tore a crack in the space a zhang long, and the power was obvious. He didn't stop, his figure was like a tiger descending the mountain, and the three-foot knife in his hand slashed out.

This knife is extremely sharp, this knife is majestic, this knife is like a rolling river, infinite stamina, this is no longer a spring breeze in March, but like a torrential rain in June, the most direct, the most violent, destroying everything in front of it.

There was a strong fear in the eyes of the warrior in that place, he seemed to have felt the smell of death, he didn't want to die yet, as the so-called crazy demon can't live, the fear in his eyes turned into madness, the spear in his hand stabbed towards the white tiger impartially, and his left hand suddenly took out a dagger from his waist, only a foot long, the blade was bright, there was no doubt that it was a divine soldier, sharpening iron like clay.

"Poof!" The three-foot sword light directly cut off the spear, and the residual momentum slashed towards the warrior, but in an instant, it was like a thunder in the dark night sky, unstoppable, the snow bright sword light flashed, and the smell of blood in the air suddenly became stronger.

Beads of blood suddenly scattered, and "trickling" drips on the ground. The figure of the white tiger has appeared three zhang away, the long knife in his right hand still has blood stains, and there is a dagger stuck in his waist, only the hilt of the knife is still outside.

"Huhuhu!" he exhaled heavily, and his internal force exploded, directly shaking the dagger out of his body.

"Bang" behind him, the body of the local warrior fell violently, smashing up dust, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat at death, but a knife mark appeared on his neck, cutting his throat.

The white tiger here has solved the opponent, and the martial dragon and the black dragon king are also pressing the opponent to fight.

The sea shadowless autumn water long sword continued to slash out sword qi, but it was shattered by the martial dragon, even though there was a residual sword qi that only left a white mark on his body. Who is Martial Dragon? At the top of Mount Hua, he is a peerless Tianjiao who can slay the Demon King, and among the Earth Transformation Martial Artists, even He Zudao can only fight him, and only an existence like Han Li can suppress him. Although Hai Wuying has been famous for a long time and is strong, he is still a lot weaker than Wu Long.

By now, he didn't want to waste time, so he directly punched out, and the terrifying fist turned into a fierce beast and broke through tens of thousands of sword lights with a monstrous murderous aura.

Wu Long's figure suddenly appeared in front of Hai Wuying, and his right leg kicked out suddenly, like a sharp long knife, directly cutting off the long sword, and Hai Wuying's protective body true qi shattered with a "snap" without even holding out for a second.

"Boom!" The strength of Wu Long's leg was so great that he directly kicked him out ten zhang away. When he fell to the ground, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and although he did not die, he completely lost his combat effectiveness.

In the next second, Wu Long stepped out again, turned into a streamer, and suddenly joined the battlefield of the Black Dragon King. The two Yangzhou martial arts masters were already struggling to support, and now they were even more lifeless, seriously injuring the one who was smashed by Wulong's punch and died of anger, and the other one was cut in half by a sword light from the Black Dragon King, and blood was scattered in the sky.

In the time of a stick of incense, the three masters of the six doors fought seven people in Yangzhou to the death, and as a result, Yangzhou Wulin was killed and one was injured, and the remaining two hurriedly flew up to the city tower with the seriously injured Hai Wuying. The White Tiger, the Black Dragon King, and the Martial Dragon are all right, and their combat power is still there.

The army of the six doors cheered, and after more than half a month of fighting, it was not in vain, and the blood of the brothers was not shed in vain.

The Yangzhou martial arts on the city wall is weak and dead, the seven earth have changed, but the master of the gods has been defeated, and the defeat is very complete. It's ridiculous that they were still worried about Han Li making a move before, but now they were defeated by the masters of the six doors without even showing their faces, how ridiculous and pathetic it was.

Knowing that at this time, they really understood the strength of the Six Gates, many people began to regret why they resisted, if they surrendered early, it would have been nothing, but now it was too late to start regretting it, it was impossible for Han Li to let them go, it was impossible for the Six Gates to let them go, thousands of people were about to die on the battlefield of thousands of miles of Yangzhou, how could they calm everyone's anger if they were not killed.

"Siege!" The white tiger waved his hand, the army behind him was ready to move, the strong bow was already mounted with sharp arrows, and the next moment, it was ten thousand arrows.

"The six doors are so unscrupulous, aren't they afraid of being attacked by the same people in the rivers and lakes?" A faint voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, just like the cold of the Nine Shadows.

I saw that between the sky, there were several figures coming in the sky.