"Stop him. Temuzha gave an order, and countless ghost soldiers roared and launched a charge, and the sword soldiers were full of murderous aura.

A powerhouse in the Qi Refining Realm, if he is not deeply encircled, it is difficult for him to fall into the hands of a low-level martial artist, after all, the speed difference between the two is too much.

Ning Caichen picked up his gun and rode his horse, and when he came to the ugly man, the Xuanlong spear stabbed out heavily, not to hurt the enemy, but to block his way.

People borrowed the horse's momentum, the gun borrowed the horsepower, Ning Caichen used the Great Killing Technique to urge the God of War Marksmanship, and all the spirit and spirit were integrated into this shot, stabbing out the most powerful shot so far.

"Fuck off. The man raised his sword, and an extremely powerful sword shot out from the blade and slashed at the tip of the Xuanlong spear.

Ning Caichen's whole person was shot off the horse, flew upside down, and fell to the ground, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. However, at this time, he was smiling.

He wasn't going to fight the man, he was just trying to stop him. Now that the task is complete, Xiao Qian's Three Treasure Glass Sword is unsheathed and blocks the man again, and between the two times, thousands of yin ghosts have surrounded them, blocking all the ways for the man to leave.

"Do you want to kill me with crowd tactics? Don't dream, as soon as you enter the cultivation qi, you will fade into the mortal, you will not understand how powerful this realm is. The long sword in the man's hand suddenly grew larger, becoming a giant sword that shimmered with blue light, and with each swing of the sword, it would kill dozens or hundreds of Yin soldiers.

Temuzha sneered: "Who said that there are many ants that can't bite the elephant to death, and the ants can't slay the dragon if they are united? ”

As soon as his words fell, shadows were heavy, and the boundless black torrent began to change formations. Instead of rushing up in a swarm of hand-to-hand combat, the enemy is surrounded in a circle. The black spear was erected, and the space was gradually shrinking inward.

At this moment, the momentum of countless Yin soldiers seemed to be connected, and Ning Caichen's back was a little chilly, and he asked Xiao Qian to fly towards the sky with him, to leave the encirclement.

Fortunately. The ghost soldiers were also able to distinguish friend from foe, giving them a gap to fly out.

Looking at the battlefield below from the higher sky, the figure of the ugly man was no longer visible, and the most he could see was an endless black light, which was constantly killing a trace of blue light in the center.

Xiao Qian took Ning Caichen back to Tiemuzha's side, but saw that his face was serious, and his eyes were solemn looking at the battlefield.

"What's the matter, Marshal?" Ning Caichen asked.

"I see that this man is quite methodical. And there are many magic weapons of the elixir, not like a loose cultivation, but like a disciple of the Immortal Sect. Temuza spoke.

Ning Caichen's heart jumped, and he asked seriously, "So what? Are you ready to withdraw your troops?"

Temuzha turned his head and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you talking about, am I Temuzha such a shameless person?

Ning Caichen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm sorry marshal, I'm also worried about chaos." Speech doesn't go through the brain. ”

"It's okay, be me. There will certainly be such concerns. Temuza turned his gaze to the ugly man again: "It's just that this person is not easy to kill!"

Ning Caichen stopped talking, summoned the human emperor pen, changed his appearance and breath, disguised himself as an ordinary ghost soldier, and then turned on the stealth function. Integrate into the army.

The man wielded a giant sword and swept away countless ghost soldiers, making it impossible for people to get close at all. Ning Caichen waited for a few incense sticks before finally finding an opportunity to come to his side.

between the electric light and flint. The human emperor's pen turned into a golden ray and slashed at the man's throat.

Life and death hung in the balance, the man was covered in sweat and hair, his eyes widened, and he wanted to escape quickly, but it was too late in time.

In desperation, the man violently burned his essence blood, and a violent and majestic force suddenly erupted in his body, supporting him to take a step back and dodge the killing blow.

Ning Caichen withdrew the human emperor pen in a very short period of time, summoned the Xuanlong spear, and quickly pierced the man's chest with a quick shot, but failed to pierce his heart as he wished.

"Die. The man's long hair stood upside down, his eyes were cracked, and the huge lightsaber with countless afterimages slashed at the barrel of the gun pushed out by Ning Caichen's hands.

Ning Caichen was knocked away again, and the strong force was instilled into his body, wanting to shatter his internal organs, but he was suppressed and expelled by the killing furnace in the lower dantian.

After receiving Ning Caichen's shot, the man's combat strength suddenly dropped several times, blood continued to splash from the wound, and his whole face turned pale.

Trying his best to kill the Yin soldiers, the man knew in his heart that if he couldn't get out as soon as possible, he was afraid that he would be in danger of falling tonight.

"Yin Ghost King, you drive so many Yin soldiers to attack me, do you know what the consequences will be?" killed dozens of Yin soldiers with one sword, and the man shouted loudly.

Temuzha sneered and said, "If I kill you here, there will be no consequences." ”

"I really don't know if I'm naïve or stupid. The man said loudly: "I am Xiahou Swordsman, a disciple of the outer sect in the Huashan Immortal Sect, and I have a soul lamp at the elder of the outer gate. Once the lights go out when I die, the elders will be able to find you and scatter you and all these ghosts. ”

Hearing the four words of Huashan Xianmen, Tiemuzha's expression changed, and his face was cloudy, and he actually had a tendency to retreat.

Ning Caichen didn't know how powerful this Huashan Immortal Gate was, just a name could scare a ghost king like Tiemuzha. But he knew in his heart that if he didn't open his mouth now to strengthen Tiemuza's confidence, there was a more than eighty percent chance that he would choose to withdraw from the army.

"The marshal does not have to pay attention to his threats. It was he who provoked me first, even if it was to the edge of the sky, we were justified. What about Huashan Immortal Sect, can it still force my school to fail?" Ning Caichen said solemnly.

Temuzha's body shook, and his head suddenly became much clearer.

Yes, as one of the many big forces in Dongzhou, the Huashan Immortal Sect has an unfathomable heritage, and if an inner disciple comes out, it is estimated that he will be able to level their grave mountain. However, no matter how powerful they are, can they be as powerful as the saints in the academy?

Decades ago, the saint drove a long car, went out of the school, and killed countless hurtful demon giants with one book, how majestic and powerful. Now, decades later, how strong will the saints who have been in retreat become?

Can you suppress the entire Huashan Xianmen by yourself?

Temuza could not give the answer to this question in his mind, but the thought of the saint standing behind him made his restless heart settle down for a moment.

What's more, this one in front of him is just an outer disciple, even if he is dead, it is not enough to make the Huashan Immortal Sect Thunder angry, right? )

PS: Thank you for the reward of Chongyang.