Red sand, blood-stained steel armor, and long hair dripping with blood.

Lu Yan sat down cross-legged with difficulty, took out the only remaining pill and stuffed it into his mouth. His clothes were soaked with blood, both enemies and his own, and in his current situation, he could barely absorb a small amount of the Five Elements Vitality.

Half an hour......

A quarter of an hour......

Half an hour......

An hour passed, and the Five Elements Vitality finally became color again, mixed with a trace of murderous aura.

The so-called murderous aura is Lu Yan's name for that kind of red vitality. Its red is different from the fire energy, which is old red, very dark in color, and has a scorching feeling, while the murderous energy is more pink, shiny in color, and full of madness and killing flavor!

Now he has also figured out another role and mobilization method of murderous energy, which can not only hone the will but also temper the physical body. It can also be dispersed in the Five Elements Vitality, increasing its lethality, and if it encounters an ordinary soldier with weak willpower, it can also affect his mind!

However, its mobilization method is not easy, and it can only be used when its killing intent is the most vigorous and crazy. And it must be backed by a strong will, otherwise it is possible to lose its mind and become a pure killing machine!

The waning sun fell, the crescent moon rose, the moon was shining brightly this night, and the earth was covered with a misty veil.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock ......"

The war drums of the Qi army's offensive remembered again.

"All assemble and prepare to fight!" Zhu Xiaoming's voice had become hoarse.

Cultivating desperately and fighting desperately, for a month in a row, they were all like this. The Han army of 100,000 is now only 30,000 left, and all eight of them have died in the united front, and one is looked at the left hand.

Zhao Yunfei's 500-strong guards were less than 300 left, and this was a detachment composed of monks above the fifth level of Qi storage! And the Qi army suffered even more casualties, the original 200,000 troops, only more than 60,000 remained, this was a tragic war!

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the two sides to continue fighting. But the State of Qi did not know that it had increased its troops by 200,000 from everywhere, surrounding Zhao Yunfei's army, and now the Han army is embattled!

I don't know how many distress signals have been sent out, but there is no news!

Finally, someone suddenly realized that they were abandoned!

Some people are completely depressed and waiting for death, while others turn anger into strength and live strongly!

"Poof!" Lu Yan cut off the head of an enemy again, the ghost head knife was dripping blood, and he gasped for breath.

At this moment, a black sword shadow, swallowing a dense five-colored vitality, stabbed at the back of his heart.

Lu Yan rolled on a lazy donkey, and he could avoid it. In the fierce battles of these days, he has become more sensitive to the danger that is coming, and his reaction is more rapid.

"It's Mandarin Duck Pavilion again!" Lu Yan had already seen the identity of the person who came. The killers of the Mandarin Duck Pavilion were ordinary-looking, and they wouldn't look at them in the crowd, and the only thing that could be identified was their black long swords.

This time, the Mandarin Duck Pavilion dispatched more than a dozen cultivator masters, otherwise it would not have been possible to kill five commanders, but they also suffered a lot of losses, and nine of them have already died! Although there is no king killer in the Grandmaster Realm for the time being, no one dares to take it lightly!

The killer of the cultivator level uses a silver long sword, which is the same style as the black sword.

The killer in front of Lu Yan was a seventh-layer Qi storage cultivator, wearing ordinary soldier armor, with a rich five-color true strength, wrapping his whole body in an airtight airtight manner!

However, Lu Yan has no fear, no fear, and some just hate and kill. Mobilize the murderous aura in the dantian, hold the ghost head knife, and slash at him with a momentum of no return! As if even if there is a small mountain in front of him, he will split it in half!

"What a strong murderous aura! Such a powerful force!" the killer was so frightened that he could only avoid the edge for the time being. At this moment, his mind has been affected, and he lacks the spirit and momentum of seeing death as if he were at home and moving forward bravely.

"Can you hide!" Lu Yan's eyes showed a mocking look, and his power-level body unfolded, following him like a shadow. No matter how the killer dodges, he can't shake off the shroud of Lu Yan's ghost head knife!

"Die!" The killer's face was fierce, no longer dodging, the black sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow in the sky, stabbing at the big hole around Lu Yan's body, wanting to die with the enemy!

"Is it possible!" Seeing his thoughts, the ridicule on Lu Yan's face became even stronger, and his body style changed again, and the person had flashed behind the killer.

"Pounce!" Before the killer could turn back, the ghost-headed knife had already chopped off half of his body, and his heart, liver, intestines, and lungs fell to the ground, and he couldn't die anymore.

Lu Yan no longer looked at him, clenched the Ghost Head Knife, and locked on to the next enemy.

Suddenly!

He felt a powerful force of blood rapidly approaching, and the target was himself. Powerful momentum pressed against your body!

"Get out!" Lu Yan roared from the bottom of his heart, getting rid of his shackles!

If the enemy's momentum oppression is a boulder smashing in, then the will of the road is an invincible dragon lance, crushing it to pieces!

Lu Yan glanced at him coldly and killed the place where the enemy was concentrated!

The ground-level killer with a silver sword in his hand had a different color on his face. I was extremely surprised that Lu Yan could get rid of the shackles of his momentum in the blink of an eye. Quickly swung a few swords, like a few cold stars, and the throats of several Han and Qi soldiers who were blocking him were stabbed with blood, and they fell into the sand and blood pools full of resentment and unwillingness. The killer didn't even look at them, as if he was just kicking away a few stones that were in the way, and continued to kill Lu Yan.

"The miscellaneous pieces of the Mandarin Duck Pavilion! Eat your grandfather's axe!" Before the voice fell, the big axe had been cut down! Lu Yan already knew that his name was Zhang Zhongren, and his muscles and bones had become a cultivator. Every time he fights, he holds two big plate axes in his hands, rushing to the forefront, and his bravery is unmatched.

It's a pity that now his left hand has been cut off, and there is one of the two axes, but he is still heroic and majestic!

Seeing that there was a master of the same level to fight, the prefecture-level killer didn't dare to take it lightly, so he had to temporarily give up the pursuit of Lu Yan and fight with Zhang Zhongren. Now that the two are on par in strength, they are fighting equally, and it seems that they will not be able to end the battle in a short time.

Lu Yan went deep into the enemy camp, and the dragon and tiger leaped into the field, and it was like a fish in water. A monk below the sixth layer of gas storage can't stop him at all, even a monk on the sixth floor can't fight for a few rounds, and he will be cut off or split in half!

Seeing that there are more and more enemies, Lu Yan and the others can only retreat while fighting and shrinking the battle circle.

And at this moment, Zhang Zhongren's situation is not optimistic, he is now surrounded by two prefecture-level killers, and the armor on his body has been torn, revealing terrifying wounds. But there was no fear on his face, only a crazy and cheerful killing intent, and the strength of the two zhang long gang on the big plate axe, every time he cut it, it would always leave a deep ravine in the sand!

But when a man is weak and weak, as time goes by, the number of enemies increases, his movements become sluggish, his moves are no longer smooth, and his face becomes more and more pale from excessive blood loss!

Zhang Zhongren roared again and again, he was unwilling, feeling the vitality in the dantian that was about to dry up. His eyes were about to split, and he was stabbed with a sword in the heart, and threw his axe hard, hitting one of the ground-level killers, and the enemy's right leg was smashed!

"General, it's really happy to be able to fight with you, it's a blessing for my old Zhang in this life......! Be your soldier!"

Zhang Zhongren let out a long roar, rushed forward, passed through the silver sword, broke into front of the killer holding the sword, and smashed down with an iron fist the size of a baby's head.

"Poof!"

The prefecture-level killer's head burst open like a watermelon, and white brains and red blood splashed Zhang Zhongren's body, and he used his last strength to mutter, "I'm not reconciled...... Really unwilling to ......"

Until the end, inaudible......