The reason why the Wu clan retreated was not because they were at a disadvantage on the battlefield, but because their military morale had been shaken violently, which caused the sacrificial power to suppress morale to be exhausted in advance. Wei Yuan's sun bullet was ultimately useless, but it had already caused the red leaves on the opposite side and everyone to retreat.
The ghost witches can see clearly.
On the main peak, Su Xuejing stood with her hands behind her back. She was already in a state of unity with the world and could strike out with a sword at any time, but she never had this chance.
He looked up at Wei Yuan bathing in the morning sun and praised: "Such a hero can be called the same as me."
Zhang Sheng stood beside him and said coldly: "We fought all night long and you didn't even draw a single sword. How can we be called together with you? Can we bear it together?"
Su Xuejing remained indifferent to the world and said: "What do you know? I keep my sword between heaven and earth. If I draw the sword, I will kill the powerful enemy standing on the top of Kunlun. At that time, the sword will be released.
, when it shakes the world and shines brightly in the world. The sword is with the heart, it is not a pig-killing knife,
How can you cut off all the dirt?"
Zhang Sheng sneered: "Before a sword is drawn, what difference does it make if you have a sword or not? No matter how well you raise it, it's not up to you to brag about it. If my four swords were still there, I would have told you what a killing sword is.
Do you still allow you to point out the country here? No matter how much you say, I still don’t dare to draw the sword, right?
It would be terrible if we can’t beat him.”
Su Xuejing was furious and said: "You said I didn't draw a single sword, so where are your four swords?!"
Shangguan Qianmo next to him coughed, and Su Xuejing suddenly realized that what he said was tantamount to exposing someone's wounds, which was very shameful. However, ever since the discussion with Zhang Sheng, Su Xuejing could not suppress the evil fire in her heart.
Zhang Zhang was obviously an expert in the art of swordsmanship and was an unprecedented genius, but he was good at messing around and sticking to every word. When Su Xuejing discussed with her, she would catch him if he said even one more word, and they would often have to debate for half an hour.
After listening to Zhang Sheng talk a little longer, Su Xuejing always had the urge to draw her sword.
Sure enough, nothing in the world is perfect. Zhang Sheng, a strange woman whose talent, talent, knowledge and appearance are among the best in the world, just has an extra mouth.
Su Xuejing looked at Wei Yuan again and felt that Wei Yuan was well born, strong and talented. The most important thing was that he spoke very well. How could there be such a big gap between masters and disciples of the same discipline?
Wei Yuan is still standing in the sky, bathing in the morning light, like a true immortal coming to the world.
Now the witch army is in retreat, the morale of the human race is high, and the killing sounds are earth-shattering. They are killing all the way. Wei Yuan really wants to rush to the front line to chase and kill them personally, but in this way he becomes a barbarian. He has finally established a glorious image and is invincible.
The posture will be destroyed in one moment.
Wei Yuan was unable to take action, but secretly sent out the Long Guard and all the Kaihui warriors, led the crowd to chase and kill them, and at the same time shot out hundreds of missiles in one go.
When the witch clan was escaping, no big witch had the time to intercept them, so many missiles landed firmly, taking away tens of thousands of lives.
This pursuit was only ten miles away from the realm. The witch clan also had clever witches who directly used the blood curse to break off the enemy. The blood curse did not fall on Qing Ming, so Wei Yuan had no cause and effect and could not fight back, so he had to give up.
Seeing that the human race had won again, Su Xuejing was also very happy and casually said to Shangguan Qianmo: "How many games did you have with Wei Yuanshou just now? How was the outcome?"
Shangguan Qianmo's face darkened, but Su Xuejing didn't notice.
She said calmly: "I don't have time, so I just tried chess randomly. Each game didn't exceed a hundred moves."
"Oh, how is his chess skills?"
"Every time he is ingenious and quite creative."
Su Xuejing suddenly became interested and said: "I recently got a chess record called Tuya Ten Games, but unfortunately there are only four and five games. After studying it, I gained quite a lot of experience, and I just happened to have a try with Wei Yuan. If I can teach him, I will be able to
You can also have a rival."
Shangguan Qianmo's eyes were deep: "Uncle, do you not want me anymore?"
Su Xuejing suddenly felt guilty and said: "You can't keep up with me in chess, so there is no help in playing against you. Now is the critical period for me to advance to the next level. Every bit of enlightenment is precious, and I really can't be distracted."
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Shangguan Qianmo sighed quietly: "I understand, I have no use for my uncle, so I can no longer waste his time."
Su Xuejing felt a headache and didn't understand why this nephew suddenly became so angry today.
At this time, Wei Yuan finally extinguished his light, fell down, and began to deal with the aftermath.
The battle lasted from midnight to dawn. Although it was not long, it was extremely fierce. Almost every Dharma cultivator on Qingming's side was injured.
The left wing in charge of Li Zhi also encountered an unexpected fierce attack. As a result, Qing Ming's mortals did not have any problems, but Li Zhi's Zhenshan Army was in chaos. After suffering 20% ​​casualties, the Zhenshan Army was demoralized, and people in the rear army kept escaping.
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Li Zhi made a prompt decision and swung his sword to kill several officers who took the lead in escaping. Then he went into battle and fought in person. The King of Humans, Dingyan and Yellow Sword, shone brightly across the battlefield. Only then did he stabilize the battle line, and finally managed to hold on until the Wu clan retreated.
But Li Zhi's clothes and armor were also in pieces, he was injured in seventeen places, and was cursed nine times. The blood flowing out of the wounds was all green.
As soon as the witch army withdrew, Li Zhi raised his head and fell.
The two Dharma monks were also covered with bruises, and they rushed to treat them in shock. However, when they came, one of the three Dharma monks was attacked by a big witch from a hundred feet away, and his tongue was thrown out and stuck to him, and then he was dragged in.
The witch army just disappeared.
Fortunately, although the two Dharma ministers and Li Zhi were seriously injured, they received a steady stream of gifts from heaven and earth to replenish their vitality, so their lives were not in danger for the time being.
In the medicine garden, the old hoeer's face was pale, his hands were trembling, and he was treating the injury of the flying marten. One of the flying marten's front paws was almost cut off, leaving only a little bit of skin and flesh connected.
The old man muttered while treating the injury: "I'm sorry, Sun Yu only knows how to treat people, and he's still unconscious, so I have to do it myself. What kind of bastard is this, who actually does such a heavy hand?"
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The cat was also covered in cuts and bruises, only a little better than the flying ferret. A piece of the snake's tail was missing, and the cat was licking its wounds.
This battle was dangerous, and although Zhenhe Zhenhe was very determined to fight, Wei Yuan firmly pinned him down in the medicine garden and did not allow him to leave the medicine garden.
Fortunately, Wei Yuan had the foresight, otherwise with the danger of tonight's battle, the old Taoist might have died somewhere unknowingly.
Zhang Sheng returned to his residence, closed the door, and lay down on the bed. After the war, all affairs were extremely complicated, and it was the time when manpower was needed amid the fireworks in the world. Zhang Sheng could not go to war now, so he had to help with mundane affairs. Help Wei Yuan.
But this time when I entered the human world, I did not appear in the hall of the institute, but in the center of a huge black and white array.
The position where he was standing was the eye of the formation. In the eye of the formation, there was a huge shadow of a ghost witch, howling silently in pain, with little starlight emitting from his body.
Zhang Sheng suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked up at the sky and found a calamity cloud emerging from outside the sky. In an instant, it was above Zhang Sheng's head!
Zhang Sheng's heart moved. She watched two tragic battles and gained new insights into the general trend of heaven and earth, as well as life and death in the world. After discussing Tao with Su Xuejing, she had already completed the last link of Taoism. But she didn't expect that as soon as she entered the fireworks of the world, It caused a catastrophe!
It's just a Tao foundation, how can there be a catastrophe?
The calamity cloud in the sky is real, and the target is Zhang Sheng. This is the calamity that forged the foundation of Taoism. Regardless of whether Zhang Sheng wants it or not, it is coming anyway.
In the world of fireworks, Zhang Sheng didn't have all the magic weapons at hand, so he could only rely on his own soul to resist. In fact, it doesn't make any difference even if he can use the magic weapons. The magic weapon Zhang Sheng has in his hand means nothing.
Zhang Sheng had never seen the Yin-Yang Formation, but he felt that when he stood in the center of the formation, he was connected by the formation and the Wu Clan around him who came from nowhere.
The calamity cloud formed, and a thick thunder struck down from the sky. Zhang Sheng's eyes suddenly shrank, the power of this calamity actually caught up with the calamity that promoted the Dharma Phase!
The moment he saw the Heavenly Tribulation, Zhang Sheng knew that there was something wrong with the Taoist foundation he was trying to gather, and that he might have violated the taboos of heaven and earth.
Under normal circumstances, she should have returned to the Mountain Gate of Taichu Palace, asked True Lord Yanshi to set up a formation, asked Patriarch Xuanyue to protect her, and relied on the Mountain Gate of Taichu Palace, the secret place of Tianqing Palace, and the temporary formation to fight against the natural disaster.
But now, there is only a Yin-Yang Formation with unknown purpose.
However, Zhang Sheng had experienced strong winds and waves after all, so he quickly calmed down and concentrated on protecting his soul.
Although the sky thunder was thick, it had no other special features. After it fell, the entire Yin-Yang formation was activated, weakening the power of the thunder tribulation by 30%. Zhang Sheng immediately looked at the formation with admiration.
The Heavenly Tribulation is a direct manifestation of the will of the Heavenly Dao. Other formations can only be called near-Dao at best, but the Heavenly Thunder is the Dao itself. Therefore, no matter how powerful the formation is, it cannot reduce the power of the Heavenly Tribulation by about 20%. A large formation is actually stronger than the formation formed by Zhenjun Bu of Yanshi?
Wei Yuan's figure suddenly appeared next to the Yin-Yang formation. As soon as he saw the catastrophe falling, his expression suddenly changed. He knew very well that Zhang Sheng's physical body could not withstand such a catastrophe now, and it would be about the same if he replaced him.
But he arrived too late, the thunder had already fallen.
However, in addition to Zhang Sheng, there is also a ghost shaman remnant soul in the formation. Although it is a remnant soul, it is still much more powerful than Zhang Sheng, and the few souls are thousands of times stronger than Zhang Sheng. When the tribulation thunder falls, it is inevitable to separate.
He shot out one and struck the ghost shaman’s remnant soul!
The remnant soul of the ghost shaman had been tortured by the formation day and night. At this moment, he was hit by another thunderbolt, and there was a sudden cry of mourning and hundreds of sparks of fire.
Zhang Sheng's whole body was trembling and covered with thunder and fire. This was a firework in the human world, not the outside world. The soul had no physical protection, so he could only resist.
A moment later, the aftermath of the first thunder wave passed. Zhang Sheng stretched his hands forward, and a fairy sword appeared from scratch and gradually appeared.
Wei Yuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this level of difficulty was over.
In the blink of an eye, the fairy sword in Zhang Sheng's hand took shape, bloomed with light, and illuminated the surrounding area for hundreds of feet! This fairy sword was beautiful in shape, radiant, and had the faint shape of a dragon or an animal on the blade.
But why does Wei Yuan find this sword so familiar? In the past year or so, he has seen at least seven or eight hundred swords. This is the masterpiece of Qingming Daoji: The Great Bright Demon-Conquering Sword!
Although the sword in Zhang Sheng's hand is perfect in every aspect, and the shape of a dragon and beast is constantly moving, so it should be a bit magical, it is still a great bright demon-conquering sword.
Wei Yuan could hardly believe his eyes. Is the teacher trying to prove his invincibility with the Great Light Demon-Suppressing Sword?
Chapter completed!