The next moment, the long sword in the old man's hand was unsheathed, turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, the blade was already less than three feet away from the top of Qi Yue's head. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This oncoming sense of oppression, Qi Yue had only felt it on his two masters, but he didn't expect to encounter it again on this battlefield today, unlike the absolute power of the sword path of Qing Yingzi, and also different from the oppression of the power of Liuyun, this sword of the old man was more like a murderous swordsmanship.

Before the sword arrived, he already felt a chill in his neck, and the Dao of Fire realm was instantly dispersed, revealing his figure.

But this does not mean that Qi Yue will be restrained, the Qingyang Sword flew out of the scabbard on its own and landed in his left hand, blocking the top of his head, and then a majestic force struck, and the whole person flew back upside down, crashing into countless soldiers on the way, clearing a road.

After a sword, the old man may have been worried about the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, so he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue but retreated to Chen Lin's side, and at this time, the guards beside him also stepped forward one after another to protect the commander's group.

The four people in the main formation in the distance suddenly heard the noise behind them, and as soon as they turned around, they saw the scene of Qi Yue being knocked out, and they wanted to withdraw the formation and return to support in a hurry.

But the next moment, the four of them felt a breath lock them in at the same time, and when they turned around, their pupils shrank suddenly.

I don't know when, the periphery of the formation has been surrounded by people, and what frightens them the most is that these people are holding the giant bow that has been stretched out for half a moon, and the breathtaking pressure is coming.

"Through the Netherland!" was their first impression of the Divine Arrow Guard.

It's hard to imagine what it's like to be surrounded by ten masters of the Netherworld Realm, the momentum of the ten people is faintly integrated, as long as anyone makes the slightest move, then he will be greeted by an absolutely fatal blow.

Under the pressure of huge pressure, coupled with the unclear intentions of the other party, none of the four of them wanted to be the first bird, so they could only maintain the formation and keep looking at this group of people.

"Ahem~!" wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his internal organs churned, and his throat coughed up blood sweetly.

Qi Yue didn't even bother to look at the soldiers surrounding him beside him, only the old man on the stage brought him long-lost pressure, forcing him to pay all his attention to him.

"It's you!" Chen Lin had already gotten over the initial panic, and when he looked at the sneak attacker, he didn't expect that it would be Qi Yue.

"Hahaha~ There is a road in heaven, you don't go, and hell has no way to break in! He Lao, take him down for me! Don't let him run!" Under the excitement, Chen Lin seemed to have forgotten that Qi Yue's martial arts were not weak, and commanded urgently.

With an order, the soldiers who did not dare to approach could not resist the orders of their superiors, and they took a few steps forward one after another, narrowing the encirclement to the range of zhangyu, and the guards around Chen Lin were also ordered to step forward and form an internal encirclement.

The only one who was a little hesitant was the old man who seemed to be in the transcendent realm, he looked down at Chen Lin, who was carried away by excitement, and shook his head with a somewhat disappointed expression.

Looking at the silent and expressionless old man, Qi Yue did not retreat but advanced, and walked on the high platform step by step.

"What does he want to do?" Chen Lin couldn't have imagined that Qi Yue still dared to step forward, and he couldn't help but be stunned if he was as wise as he was.

The old man also frowned when he saw this, and consciously told him that this young man was not unusual and careless.

The withered palm fell on the hilt of the sword again, and his gaze was as deep as water, and no one knew what he was thinking.

All the way up to the high platform, with each step he took forward, the besieging soldiers took a step back, until he was less than three feet away from the old man, and both sides struck at the same time.

Qingyang flew high into the air from the sheath, transforming into a full thousand sharp swords hanging above everyone's heads, and the old man's sword was also unsheathed, so fast that it was suffocating, even if Qi Yue carried the Void Pupil, he could only find a phantom, and retreated half a step under his feet, narrowly avoiding a sword that crossed his throat.

When the old man's sword was about to attack again, the flying sword above his head had also fallen, but the target was not him but Chen Lin behind him.

Qi Yue figured out the relationship between the two and decided that the old man would return to the sword to defend, but sure enough, he couldn't ignore Chen Lin, and the sword light flew upside down, shattering more than a dozen flying sword phantoms.

But the power of the Wufang Flying Sword is far more than that, and the man in the Martial God Space has defeated him countless times with this move, and naturally it will not be easily cracked.

Thousands of flying swords rushed like a torrential rain, and although the old man could smash one after another with his sword like the wind, he couldn't stop the flying swords from attacking others at the same time.

The guards who were close and caught off guard were dismembered on the spot, and their flesh and blood were scattered all over the ground, causing the soldiers to retreat one after another.

But Qi Yue's flying sword seemed to have eyes, no matter how the soldiers resisted and dodged, they would die in the end.

Watching the soldiers under his command fall in pieces, hundreds of people fell in the blink of an eye like harvesting wheat, Chen Lin's heart was dripping blood, but he had no way to go, although the old man could easily protect him from injury, but he could not rescue others, so he could only go straight to the heart by the flying sword through the soldier's armor.

"Get out of the way! the farther away the better!" Chen Lin waved his hand and shouted in his anxious heart, not caring about his own safety.

Hearing this, those soldiers scattered around one after another, as if they had been pardoned, and did not look back until they were a hundred feet away.

Seeing that those deadly flying swords in the sky seemed to have a distance limit, and they could only fly to about eighty zhang at most, so they no longer pursued, but returned to gather together to attack Chen Lin.

The old man's sword was so fast that it was almost unrecognizable to the naked eye, and no matter how many flying swords there were, they would be shattered one by one, and they would not have any effect.

Seeing this, Qi Yue naturally did not waste any more internal strength, and the remaining three hundred flying swords dissipated in a flash of sword light, leaving only Qingyang to fly back into the scabbard.

The old man's sword momentum was then retracted suddenly, and he had already realized that Qi Yue's strength was by no means ordinary, so he whispered a few words in Chen Lin's ear, making him turn around and retreat to a hundred zhang away, so a strange scene appeared on the battlefield.

The soldiers fought bloodily out of the city wall, and a group of people with bows and arrows surrounded the four masters in the east, but the position of the Chinese army was scattered in a large open space, which was specially reserved for the masters to duel.

Seeing the prince fall in the center of the enemy formation, Nangong at the head of the city was in a hurry, but he couldn't leave the soldiers behind, so he could only send someone to recruit Nangong Ze and Chu Le'an.

"How can Your Highness be in danger alone! How can this be a good ......" Chu Le'an's waist trembled, and he hurriedly looked at Nangong Ze and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, send someone to rescue you!"

Nangong Ze watched the battle situation from a distance, and shook his head: "After all, His Highness was born in the martial arts, this kind of duel is sacred to him, if we rashly participate in the war, we are afraid that we will be reprimanded, not to mention that His Royal Highness's martial arts are above ours, so we don't have to worry too much."

I thought I could appease Chu Le'an's anxious heart, but I didn't want the other party to be anxious when he heard this, so he paced: "Don't you know, that Chen Lin is the descendant of Flying Dragon Castle, and the old man next to him is rumored to be a master of the Transcendent Realm, no matter how strong His Highness is, it is impossible to beat the Transcendent Realm!"

"What! Transcendent Realm" Nangong Ze frowned, and hurriedly turned his head to look in the direction of the Chinese army, and sure enough, he found that Qi Yue seemed to be at a disadvantage, and was completely suppressed by the old man.

Seeing this, Nangong Ze didn't dare to be careless, stretched out his hand to the void and ordered: "Summoning the Yaksha guards to go and raid the formation, if His Highness does not support him, he will be rescued at all costs."

After the order, Nangong Ze didn't seem to feel very relieved, and he also jumped off the city, turning into a rare thunder arc and flying quickly into the distance.

"No, I also have to call the guards to rescue the driver" Chu Le'an naturally said to himself, turned around and got off the city head and ran in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Looking at the two people who left in a hurry, Nangong Li looked up at the east, only to see the originally cloudless sky, and at some point a large number of dark clouds drifted towards the location of Quling City, and it was expected that the battlefield would be covered after half an hour.

"It's fast, success or failure is here, Your Highness, please hold on!"

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"Bang" twice, there was a huge force from the Qingyang Sword in his hand, which shook Qi Yuehu's mouth numb, if it weren't for his high physical strength, I am afraid that he would not even be able to stop it.

The strength of the transcendent realm is far from being comparable to the Secret Realm, and the old man has not used his true strength until now, but Qi Yue has already taken hundreds of steps back, leaving a series of footprints on the ground.

"Huh~!" Finally in a collision, the old man's long sword turned abruptly, successfully scratching his left shoulder, and only touched his throat with a trace.

After several battles, he had already seen the old man's routine, the other party should take the ultimate sword move, the swordsmanship is not only fast and accurate, but also often temporary changes to make people unguardable.

The blue long sword in his hand was also extraordinary, and when he had just fought, Qi Yue found out through the system that it was a high-level divine weapon called Binghe, which was not inferior to the Qingyang in his hand, and the power of ice carried on it when he fought was very painful for him every time.

Qing Yingzi once mentioned that every high-level divine weapon has its own unique ability, but the ability of the Qingyang Sword has been sealed, and until now, except for the bloodthirsty power, the rest have not been unlocked, which will be suppressed by the opponent's ice crane.

After a glance, he was surprised to find that the injured part of his left shoulder actually began to freeze, and his heart was filled with fire dragon true qi to temporarily suppress this cold force.

But this is not a long-term solution, the old man obviously has a few tricks, if he doesn't use some real skills, I'm afraid he will really be suppressed.

The first two moves of the Wufang Flying Sword were almost useless to the masters of the Transcendent Realm, but the third move of the Aurora Sword Array required ten thousand substantial flying swords, and he had secretly glanced at it twice before, and found that the soldiers around him were too far away, and most of them were spearmen who had no accessories, so he had to give up.

As the old man's swordsmanship became faster and faster, there were some more small wounds on his body again, and at this time he realized that he could not drag it out any longer.

"Bang!" The sound of "Bang!" grabbed the ice crane, the free left fist flashed white light, the inscription floated, and the Mingguang fist armor that had not been used for a long time covered the left arm, and the foot stomped out with all his strength.

The old man didn't expect that he was actually proficient in the outer door exercises, and faintly noticed the huge power contained in the fist armor, so he didn't dare to fight hard, Binghe folded back to his chest with his backhand, and took advantage of the tenacity of the divine soldier to take a hard punch.

(To be continued.) )