The martial artist killed the demon monk who was his close friend, and he was determined to take revenge. He was willing to exchange his life for the young man's injury. Some people thought that the opponent was just one person, but his own army was heavily formed, so he took the opportunity to secretly throw him away.

It is absolutely safe to cast a spell and smash out a life object. Moreover, the Jindan demon clan and the sword cultivator are extremely precise and ruthless. They do not expect to kill with one blow, but only want to cut the flesh with a blunt knife.

Fighting on the battlefield has a huge appeal. Individuals who are exposed to it will often follow the general trend, be defeated, mutiny, work hard to forget death, and die generously. This is the case.

Finally, the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator's sword injured the young hidden official.

Murderous intent is everywhere and overwhelming.

Fan Dache murmured in the distance: "You shouldn't start the formation like this, it's too dangerous. On this kind of battlefield, nothing is accidental. After all, it's not a martial artist's boxing."

If Ning Yao hadn't been able to control the situation, the second shopkeeper would have definitely ended up dead if he punched like this.

Ning Yao said: "It is precisely because of me that he punches like this. This is the order, and this is the truth."

Ning Yao also knew why Fan Dache was so uneasy. After all, he was still worried about Chen Ping'an's safety.

Ning Yao did not go into details. After all, Fan Dache was not a pure martial artist. The path of practicing swordsmanship was different from that of a pure martial artist who gradually climbed higher and reached the highest level with boxing. It seemed that they were different paths leading to the same destination, but in fact they were quite different.

This is the true martial art of martial arts. Fighting with others with strength and courage is just a small way of martial arts. Using one's own strength and two fists to compete with the world and the earth is the glory of the great road.

The center of the encirclement in the distance almost turned into a slowly moving hill.

While Fan Dache was sheathing his sword, he still couldn't help but ask: "Is this going to be okay?"

Said: "The other party has something to do."

Fan Dache was speechless.

He had no choice but to continue to draw his sword at the edge of the battlefield, trying to take some of the pressure off Chen Ping'an as much as possible.

It doesn't really mean much, but you have to do something.

When dealing with people in the world, if there is nothing you can do, it is a good habit to seek peace of mind as much as possible.

Ning Yao controls the sword fairy and shuttles across the battlefield wantonly, a long golden line, among the monster army, the golden light condenses for a long time. There are both criss-crossing straight lines and crooked golden tracks, which are thousands of feet long.

Everywhere they looked, there were fragments of limbs torn apart by the golden sword, and the golden light itself was like a natural talisman array. The sword had a very heavy meaning, and the sword energy was flowing out all around, making the demon army miserable.

, many middle-level and fifth-level monks simply lay down on the ground to avoid those long golden lines that were higher up and were gathering more and more densely.

Many dragon gate realm, golden elixir monks and monsters have quickly left this suspended golden sword array.

Ning Yao glanced at the golden thread on the battlefield, and after gathering enough sword energy, he made a seal with his fingers and drew downwards gently.

It was like a heavy rain that hovered in the air, almost like a huge pond that was barely above the ground, and then suddenly fell to the ground.

On Chen Ping'an's battlefield, the ground shook, and the fists were as powerful as thunder.

The monsters that were close to him were scattered in all directions, and a hilltop formed by the monster army seemed to be shattered from it.

Fan Dache breathed a sigh of relief and finally saw Chen Pingan's figure. He looked a little embarrassed, his clothes were ragged, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his fist power was so strong that it was almost visible to the naked eye. It flowed through Chen Pingan's body, like a god protecting his body.

This is probably the most veritable martial arts state in the world.

Although Fan Dache is a swordsman and dreams of becoming a swordsman, after witnessing this scene, he has to admit that it is extremely arrogant for a martial artist to be caught in a battle and his golden body is indestructible.

Chen Ping'an was hit in the back by a brilliant spell, and he staggered only a step. He took advantage of the momentum and rushed forward, straight forward ten feet, using his fists to clear the way.

A monk from the military demon tribe used a large halberd to sweep across his waist, sending Chen Ping'an flying dozens of feet away. By the way, he had dozens of Taoist magic powers and dozens of natal attack weapons, following him like a shadow.

In the blink of an eye, as soon as Chen Ping'an landed, another small hill formed on the battlefield and disappeared.

Fan Dache is good at not doing unnecessary things.

But Fan Dache became more and more frightened. Are those demon monks crazy? Are they all so willing to risk their lives?!

Ning Yao still left the front line to Chen Pingan, who was heavily injured. She could at most help draw swords, involve both sides of the battlefield, and use the sword to cut off some of the horizontal thickness of the monster army.

As a fairy weapon, the sword fairy already had a clear understanding of it. The ignorant child who was babbling and learning words had a little enlightenment, and he was obviously very happy at the moment.

In the past, in the hands of Chen Pingan, it was indeed a bit frustrating. Being treated by a master who was not even a swordsman, he could just come and go as he called. The key was to fight to the death every time. Every time the sword immortal appeared in the world, he would

Far from enough fun.

Although Ning Yao was calm and calm, her sword was calm, and her sword was always accurate, it did not mean that she was not worried about Chen Ping'an's situation at all.

On the battlefield, how much credit did you have for killing Lord Yin Guan of the Sword Qi Great Wall?

In the Sixty Military Accounts of the Savage World, there is great controversy about this matter, and it is roughly divided into three views.

A group of military officers led by Geng Yin Zhang believed that killing the hidden official Chen Pingan was regarded as killing a Jade Pu realm swordsman. The reason was that although Chen Pingan was a new hidden official and held a high position in the Great Wall of Sword Qi

, and he was stationed in the Yinguan lineage, arranging troops and formations, which caused great losses to the wild world. There is no doubt about this, but after all, Chen Ping'an was not a sword cultivator, and in terms of realm, he was really not high.

Although he can kill Li Zhen with his fists in a fight, he may not actually have the combat power of a Nascent Soul peak sword cultivator, so it is most reasonable and reasonable to add a Shangyin official status and treat him as a Jade Pu realm swordsman.

Another large group of military tents headed by Ding Mao's military tent, together with the two throne demons Yang Zhi and Huang Luan's second opinion, all believed that this young hermit official was both a real threat and a symbol of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Meaning, killing Chen Ping'an, his military achievements are equivalent to those of a swordsman in the immortal realm, and it is not too much to be regarded as a great swordsman.

Apart from this, there is another lonely Jia Shen tent, which puts forward an even more shocking view. As long as Chen Ping'an can be killed, the military merit should be at least between those of killing Dong Sangen, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi, Lao Deaf

Son, between these two groups of sword immortals, Nalan Shaowei, even if their combat prowess is equal to that of an Ascension Realm swordsman, there is nothing wrong with them!

After endless debates, Jiazi Zhang specially compiled their opinions and finally decided on the size of the battle, in terms of killing a Great Sword Immortal. However, since he was between Nalan Shaowei and Yue Qing, he could not simply be regarded as an ordinary Great Sword Immortal.

Fan Dache's heart trembled.

On the battlefield in the distance, Chen Ping'an, who was in charge of starting the battle, was hit by a demon monk with both fists in the direction of Fan Dache for the first time.

Chen Ping'an twisted his body in the air, dodged some key spells and magic weapons, and forced himself to hold on to the rest. He landed on the ground, slid back five or six steps, stomped hard on the ground, and returned to the battlefield at a faster speed.

, directly find the demon monk who is also a pure martial artist. The latter is not only the leader of an army of demons, but also a monk. In addition, he travels far away. After transforming into a human form, he is tall and has no weapons at his side.

His body was all muscular and imposing.

On the front line, two pure warriors charged towards each other. The two sides exchanged fists with each other. The fists were violently shaken, and the surrounding monster army was repulsed by the majestic fist force.

The Yuanyou Realm Demon Clan and Chen Ping'an each received a punch, but neither of them took a step back. Then they exchanged punches, each receiving a punch on the front door, and their heads swayed back.

The sounds on the battlefield were like dull drum beats.

The Far Traveling Realm monster clan roared, asking the nearby Jindan and Dragon Gate Realm monks not to care about their own life or death, and just throw all their magic weapons and spells at them.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Pingan exchanged his hands and delivered sixteen punches in succession.

Since the opponent dares to stay still, he will not move. Regardless of the identity of the two parties or what camp they are in, there is no more enjoyable way for a martial artist to change fists than to change fists on the same spot.

Go straight, fair and aboveboard, as long as the punch is high enough and the punch is heavy enough, the opponent will fall to the ground obediently, as if along the way of boxing, you are acknowledging your ancestors to the one with higher punches!

Among the sword cultivators of the Yinguan lineage, Deng Liang is the one with the most stable temperament. He was a sword cultivator from Shanze Yexiu, and was later accepted by the sect and became a genealogy master. He knows the muddy taste of the world best, and has also been exposed to the caves on the mountain.

His fairy spirit is ethereal, and his temper is naturally not irritable.

Almost everyone's peace of mind is achieved bit by bit.

But for some unknown reason today, Deng Liang suddenly overturned the bookcase.

Then Deng Liang calmed down instantly, said I'm sorry, sat there for a while, then got up and silently set up his desk.

Chou Miao Jianxian shook his head gently, indicating that everyone did not need to say anything.

Chou Miao made such a statement, and the other sword cultivators had no choice but to follow

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

Turning a blind eye, even the sword cultivators such as Scrophulariaceae and Cao Gun, who were from a foreign country like Deng Liang, remained silent.

Dong Bu glared at Guo Zhujiu, who was winking at him.

What the hell, Deng Liang likes her and Dong Bu does, but that’s not the reason why Dong Bu likes him.

Deng Liang looked gloomy, took out a wine bottle, and drank in silence.

During the previous process of asking the Great Wall of Jianqi for swordsmanship, there were three young geniuses from the Great Wall of Jianqi who were destined to be destroyed by flying swords.

The three Sword Immortal embryos who could be regarded as outstanding in the Great Wall of Sword Qi were cut off from the road. There was no suspense and no chance.

Then in this melee, four more people were attacked and killed by the demon clan's death warrior sword cultivators. As for the young sword cultivators who were not on the book, there were even more.

This is the result of the fact that there are still two sword immortals stationed on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and more than forty earthly immortal sword cultivators, who temporarily came to the city to support and ambush in the dark.

The aura of the Sword Qi Great Wall dropped sharply.

The daily consumption of materials is a huge amount of expenditure that no sect in the world can imagine. Once converted into immortal money, the monks who are in charge of money income and expenditure can make Taoist thoughts even if they just glance at the numbers on the account books.

Unstable.

The transformation of heaven and earth between the two sides has been subconsciously accelerated by the wild world.

According to the secret revealed by the Lord Yin Guan, every time the saints of the three religions took action before, it was actually not easy. After working together to create the long golden river that divided the battlefield, it was more like a resolute decision with no turning back.

, or in other words, if there is a way out, we won’t take it.

The general trend is approaching fiercely, no matter how hard the Yin Guan lineage tries their best, no matter how hard the sword cultivators at the city head forget about life and death and use all their strength to kill the enemy with their swords, they can delay the general trend for a moment, and it seems that it will be difficult to change the direction of the general trend after all.

Deng Liang was born as a wild cultivator, so it was not that he could not accept failure, but he had never felt so aggrieved, useless, and angry. In the end, it turned into a kind of depression, and he could only drink to drown his sorrows.

The more he was in the summer palace, the more he could access first-hand information and see the overall situation. When Deng Liang saw each battle and the gains and losses of both sides, the more thoroughly Deng Liang felt about the trend of the entire war.

The deeper it is, the more powerless it will make him feel.

Lin Junbi was just busy with his affairs.
To be continued...