A dark shadow streaked across the sky, and an eagle split through the clouds. A colorful world is presented in view. Gray-white clouds drifted through layer by layer, and the golden light flowed like a rainbow into the clouds, but in the dazzling colors flickered was a war scene. With the blood mist that countless shouts continue to sway, I don't know if it's the enemy's or my own, the invasion of the demon world and the underworld has made the monks of this world red-eyed in despair, only by killing the enemies in front of them, this world will be truly peaceful. The enemy's idea is to occupy, occupy or occupy, and only by occupying can we have more resources. The sun passed through the clouds, but it was blocked by the dark clouds. There was a glimmer of hope, but it was destroyed by the enemy.

Five hundred miles west of Qingzhou City, in the front-line camp of the army of the True Martial Monk Alliance, Yi Jiannan was in the Chinese army with his eyes slightly closed and took a breath, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out. At this time, a man suddenly broke into the account and reported:

"My lord, the army of the Demon Realm has begun to attack again. ”

Yi Jiannan hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up and came outside the tent. This low-lying area, sandwiched between two mountains and one valley, has been densely antagonized by the armies of both sides. On the opposite side, An Jie of the Demon Realm waved her hand, and a black cloud overwhelmed the sky. It has been proven that the enemy has launched a general offensive. Yi Jiannan's heart was surging. He was a monk, a sword cultivator like a crane in the clouds, but fate made him the commander of an army of 200,000. Zhou Qian's departure was like cutting off his right arm, and despite his efforts, he couldn't ask Zhou Qian to return to him. In the past two hundred years, the Demon Realm has been harming the True Martial Spirit Realm, and there is really no happy venting of anger when he holds back his anger. The big deal is a dead word. Yi Jiannan, who has been worried about this demon world for two hundred years and has been trapped at the end of the Yuan Infant Stage, feels very tired, very tired. Is war just to shed more blood and sacrifice? Then end it quickly!

"Brothers, in order to defend the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains behind us, kill"

Yi Jiannan suddenly rushed forward. Not only did the nine deputy generals be shocked, but even the deputy marshal Yan Congbi was shocked, could it be said that Yi Jiannan was stimulated. He actually risked his life as the commander of the three armed forces. After thinking about it, now the Demon Realm An Jie is already in an all-out attack. Perhaps only the boss will really boost morale if he takes responsibility for himself! Indeed, as Yi Jiannan rushed into the enemy formation, the monks immediately blocked the offensive of the Demon Realm, but the two armies were already in a melee between me and the enemy. As countless demon armies were wiped out, so did the number of monks. At this time, Yan Congbi came to his side after flying a big demon general beside Yi Jiannan.

"Brother Yi, seeing that the demon army is constantly backing up, we are already irresistible. Let's retreat first!"

"Retreat, where do we retreat, more than three hundred miles behind is the Eternal Academy, and five hundred miles behind is the monk's base camp. These three to five hundred miles can be reached in an hour for monks, and you let our army of more than 100,000 monks live and retreat and kill all these demons. ”

Yan Congbi couldn't help frowning, but at this time, Yan Kuan got up and said:

"Ancestor, just now Senior Yi forcibly cultivated, it was very similar to the realm of Chong Nan Yuan Infant Transformation God. ”

Yan Congbi's face changed, although Warcraft Island had undergone great changes more than one hundred and eighty years ago. It is possible that a monk at the end of the Yuan Infant Stage suddenly turned into a god, but in the Demon Beast Island cultivation realm, there are not ten successful people. Including Yi Jiannan. Yu Jiansoul, Liu Tu, Tong Huan, Lu Qingyun, and Yan Congbi are all unwilling to try lightly. On the contrary, the few who came back with Han Cong were all cultivators in the early stage of the transformation of gods. At this critical moment, how could Yi Jiannan choose to break through the great realm of the end of the Yuan Infant in this war?

"Yan Kuan, don't bother to talk, don't think that you don't know about your hookup with the blue enchantress, I didn't care about you when you were before, but in the face of great right and wrong, you can't have different intentions. ”

Yan Kuan responded with an embarrassed smile:

"The lesson of the ancestor is that although Kuan'er is usually debauched, he is not in shape. But that's just fun, in front of the big right and wrong. How could Kuan'er come nonsense. Old Ancestor, now Senior Yi has fallen into a bitter battle. You are the lord of the three armies, please instruct, Yan Kuan is willing to lead his troops to help Senior Yi. ”

Yan Congbi gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, this is my Yan family's disciples, Zhuo Yunqiao and Yan Kuan, you two lead the troops to support Master Yi." ”

"Compliance"

"Yes, according to the Ancestral Order"

The two teams soon arrived at Yi Jiannan's left and right to help, and Yan Kuan ordered again:

"The other seven departments retreated to the top of the hill to support the manager at any time. ”

"Compliance"

The other five departments immediately retreated to the top of the mountain, but Han Ming and Long Shuping did not leave. He said in unison:

"Deputy Marshal, we are willing to be stationed in the same place and meet the mountains and mountains at any time. ”

Yan Congbi thought that although Long Shuping was a general sent by the Yan Kingdom, he was also a disciple of the Sword Sect, so it was understandable that he was concerned about Yi Jiannan, but what was the relationship between Han Ming and Yi Jiannan, maybe he was the original of the Han family!

"Okay, I'll give you, but remember, you have to bring the boss back. ”

"Compliance"

Yan Congbi didn't say anything more, and then retreated dozens of miles to the top of this mountain range. After Yan Congbi led the army away, Han Ming glanced at Long Shuping and said to him according to Han Cong's identity:

"What is Uncle's opinion on the battle situation?"

Long Shuping smiled bitterly and said:

"Han Ming, do you know Yi Shuai's suffering, he was really impacting the realm of the Transformation Stage in the tent just now!

Han Ming's face changed. Suddenly said 'not good', Uncle Long looked in his direction, only to see white smoke rising all around, and soon filled the entire two valleys.

"My two departments immediately went down to rescue Yi Shuai. ”

"Okay! Cheng Fang, Liang Shu, the two of you quickly go up the mountain to ask Yan Shuai for help. Uncle, you and Bingfen are close to Yi Shuai. ”

Without further ado, the two men and horses immediately rushed down to the left and right. Then when they rushed into the fog, they found that they couldn't use their divine sense in an environment where their vision was less than a foot. It was all up to the monks to gather a defense, and then when a demon cultivator drove the demonic beast to rush over, our army was unable to defend against it, and it was difficult to see the friendly troops on the opposite side, but they were quickly killed or filled with smoke.

In the white mist, Yi Jiannan, who was red-eyed, suddenly saw the figures in front of him, two women with beautiful eyebrows.

"Are you two disciples of the Cold Moon Palace? What are you doing there, and you don't go back. ”

One of the women sneered and said:

"Madam, you see that this Yi Shuai is so cute, he put down his carefree sword cultivation properly, and actually became the commander of the monk army. Tang Yu. One of the female disciples he taught was already a cultivator in the early stage of the transformation of gods, and he was still at the end of the Yuan Infancy, which was really stupid. ”

"Yes! If you meet a coach like Zhou Qian and Tong Boming. Don't you give us two knives right away. ”

Watching the two women talking to themselves, Yi Jiannan chuckled in his heart and understood that what he had met was An Jie from the Demon Realm and Jiang Chen'e, the underworld girl.

"It turned out to be An Jie of the Demon Realm and Jiang Chen'e, the underworld. You two demon girls, witches, have both received the favor of the True Martial Spirit Realm, but now they have become the biggest scourge in the True Martial Spirit Realm, even if Yi is a Yuan Infant cultivator, a sword can wipe you out. ”

"Okay, here's one of your monks, take it! ”

Yi Jiannan saw Yan Kuan struggling in the hands of the underworld. Then it was thrown in front of him. Yi Jiannan hurriedly helped Yan Kuan up and said:

"I'll fight with An Jie first, and you find a chance to escape. ”

Protecting Yan Kuan, who was covered in blood all over his body, Yi Jiannan waved his hand, and a spirit sword with spiritual light flashed out. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden pain in the door, and a hot feeling quickly spread throughout the body. He turned around with difficulty, only to see Yan Kuan's hand holding a short blade aimed at his dantian and slashing in. The two injuries were like ice and fire, and the two heavens quickly spread and exploded in his dantian.

"You, Yan Kuan, you lackey. ”

Yi Jiannan suddenly couldn't stand up and fell down. Yan Kuan grabbed him and said:

"Senior Yi, Yi Jiannan, I'm sorry. Han Cong has also taken refuge in the Demon Realm and the Underworld, the True Martial Spirit Realm is over, and our resistance is meaningless. ”

"Yan Kuan, you beast"

"Uncle Shi"

Suddenly, two figures appeared nearby, Yan Kuan was startled, and hurriedly threw down Yi Jiannan's body and came to the side of the underworld. At this time, it was Zhuo Yunqiao and Han Ming, who were covered in blood, who rushed over. There were faint hunting sounds and screams around, but I didn't know why when it was far away and when it was near, Zhuo Yunqiao was supporting Yi Jiannan, who was bleeding from the seven orifices, but Han Ming was pointing at the three people in front of him to protect Zhuo Yunqiao and Yi Jiannan.

"Uncle Shi. Uncle Yi"

"You guys go quickly. ”

With the breakup of the infant on Yi Jiannan's chest, Yi Jiannan also swallowed his breath completely. Zhuo Yunqiao cried loudly.

"Uncle Shi. Uncle Shi!"

Yan Kuan was in a state of confusion, and said to An Jie and Jiang Chen'e:

"Hurry, hurry. Kill both of them, and the word gets out, and our plan is over. ”

But the girl touched his face with both hands and said:

"Hehehehe! Yan Jun, don't worry! They can't escape, no matter how much they shout, they can't hear it outside here. Come, use your yin and yang to kill them again, the ghosts of the underworld, the demon queen of the demon world are yours to have. ”

The voice and smile of Jiang Chen'e, the underworld girl who came out of the water, was like a glamorous flower bud blooming in the spring sunshine, and then in Han Ming's eyes, it was creepy. So he said to Zhuo Yunqiao:

"You must escape if you have a chance, I am the Han family, what can't they do to me?"

Yan Kuan walked over, and the sharp blade light and shadow quickly pounced on Han Ming.

"Let's go"

Han Ming suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and Zhuo Yunqiao gritted his teeth and picked up Yi Jiannan's sword and flew out. With a wave of the Underworld's sleeves, when the blood mist dissipated, Han Ming laughed and the blood flowed endlessly, but Yi Jiannan's spirit sword and Zhuo Yunqiao were no longer there.

"Okay, you're Han Ming, it's so hateful to die. ”

"Wait"

Yan Kuan was about to raise a short blade to kill Han Ming, but was stopped by An Jie and said:

"Yan Kuan, you can think about it, he is the Han family, if you kill him, Han Cong will not let you go. ”

"What's so great about Han Cong, how can he do everything smoothly. ”

Yan Kuan's eyes were red, and he hesitated in front of Han Ming with a short blade. But the Immortal Girl gently walked behind Yan Kuan, hugged him, helped him raise the short blades in both hands, and sent it to Han Ming Dantian.

Han Ming's sword landed on Yan Kuan's arm, and although it scared Yan Kuan into a cold sweat, the sword no longer had any strength. Han Ming was still laughing.

"Hahahaha, hehehehe! My Han family's blood inheritance curse, what happened here has been transmitted to Han Cong's eyes"

"Poof"

The last mouthful of blood spurted out, and Han Ming fell next to Yi Jiannan.

"Two adults, what can we do about this, if what Han Ming said is true, we will really be finished. ”

"Yan Jun, do you know why among the many monks who are controlled by my mind, I am the only one who gives you courtesy? It is because I think you are a smart person. Yi Jiannan is dead, Han Ming killed him, can't you support your ancestor to become the commander? We will give you another chance to make meritorious contributions, and you will be the deputy commander. ”

After the underworld girl finished speaking, An Jie smiled and continued:

"Yan Kuan, and this, you give your ancestor, you are the real boss, you know no. Besides, if Han Cong only relied on images and had no other basis, could the Monk Alliance believe it?"

"Go, after a long time, we can't guarantee that we will catch that Zhuo Yunqiao!"

In the white mist, Yan Kuan stuffed the short blade into Han Ming's hand, randomly took out a piece of blue jade, and stepped on the corpse of the disciple of the First Sword Sect in front of him and shouted loudly:

"True Martial Monk listens to the order, Yi Shuai is in trouble!, assemble with me, and rush out with Yi Shuai. ”

A few feet away in the white mist was another world, but as the blue jade stone shone brightly, Yan Kuan's figure immediately faintly flashed in the white mist. As a result, the remnants of the monks' army were defeated and quickly gathered towards Yan Kuan. When people looked at Han Ming's corpse, he was holding a short blade at Yi Jiannan. The voice of avenging Yi Shuai immediately chopped Han Ming's body into pulp. Immediately afterwards, with a loud shout, the morale of the monk army was like a rainbow, and they fought until the white mist dissipated, and then they took Yi Jiannan's corpse to meet Yan Congbi.

... There are no traces of flowers and tears in the fairy mountain, and the road is long and the birds are frightened. Proud of the sword, the blood-dripping hero has no return. Thank you for your attention to Yingqiao Xiaosheng's "Fairy Road, Proud of Dripping Blood", if you like this book, please vote for the flower subscription to support Yingqiao Xiaosheng.

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