The earth magnified in front of their eyes, and the figures under them became clearer and clearer. In those shocked and surprised eyes, they raised their hands, stroked their fingertips across their white and slender necks, and gently pressed them on the dazzling necklace.

In an instant, silver-white armor pieces surged out from them, covering their bodies, outlining a figure full of beauty and power. The hem of the silver armor skirt danced with the strong wind, and then, pairs of blue light wings bloomed next to the snow-white back!

The moment when it was about to fall to the ground, the light wings spread out, and the strong wind blew a storm on the ground. Then, relying on this reaction force, stretched its body and flew towards Ji Qianming surrounded by the crowd!

"——Breaking the blade!" Nono shouted.

Swish—!

Three hundred pairs of gorgeous Force lightsabers opened at the same time, drawing a long tail in the air. They were like a silver sword, piercing through the surging crowds surrounding Ji Qianming, and fighting with the practitioners.

"This... these are..." Ji Qianming looked at the familiar armor on their bodies and stayed there.

"Don't you remember? They are the beauties in the harem who came to rescue Jia..." Zhao Qixue's tone was a little strange, and she glanced at Ji Qianming.

"Hara, beauties?" Ji Qianming seemed to have thought of something and spoke in surprise: "Are they the girls I saved before?"

Zhao Qixue raised her eyebrows, "So, do you admit that they are harems?"

Ji Qianming shook his head repeatedly, "No, no...I'm just surprised, how could they..."

Zhao Qixue looked at the silver-armored girls who were moving around on the battlefield and sighed slowly: "They are also a group of miserable people..."

At the forefront of this divine weapon from heaven, Nuonuo held two swords in his hand, and the light wings behind him trembled slightly. He flexibly avoided several fierce flying swords, and dripped a "Z" in the low altitude, dancing in two blades, easily killing several people!

The girls behind paid more attention to cooperation. The formations changed rapidly. Sometimes they were like a long snake to divide the battlefield, sometimes they scattered like stars to kill the enemy, sometimes they gathered into circles, wandering among the densest crowd, ruthlessly killing...

This is the result of thousands of simulations and practices. This is their perfect tacit understanding that they have worked day and night!

Their direction is very clear. Except for two-month, Nuonuo, a talented high-level combat power, can commit suicide alone and even fight with the Half-Step God King. The rest of the girls accurately avoided the Half-Step God King's area and reaped their lives at the level of the God General.

After all, armor is just armor. After only one and a half years of training, it is not easy for them to defeat the god generals. Rampantly breaking into the power area of ​​the half-step god king will only lead to unnecessary sacrifice.

Of course, even in the battlefield of the God-General level, sacrifice is inevitable.

I saw the sisters who were together day and night being pierced by flying swords, burned by fire, and shattered by magic... Even if they were mentally prepared, they would still suffer.

Unfortunately, this is war, war always kills people.

They volunteered to participate in this war, and they were willing to give their lives for their faith and wishes.

This is true for everyone here.

All they can do is adjust their mindset, kill the enemy with faster speed and more exquisite sword techniques, and avenge their dead friends!

In the sky, several god kings looked at the chaotic scene under their feet and frowned slightly. Although they disdained to interfere in the battle between low-level practitioners, they could not just stand here and stay motionless. At least Ji Qianming was still alive, and their mission was far from complete.

The God King Ling Yu snorted coldly, pulled out the giant sword behind him, and the sword body buzzed, and then flew towards Ji Qianming at a very fast speed.

At this moment, a crisp sound of sword sounded from a distance. The God King Ling Yu frowned and quickly recalled the giant sword to block it.

bite--!

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and two flying swords collided in the air, creating dazzling sparks.

The God King Ling Yu gave a light exclamation and looked up at the distance.

At some point, a man in white clothes and a handsome face had already stood not far away, his gentle smile gradually calmed down, but instead he was replaced by a cold murderous intent.

"Sorry, I can't let you hurt my junior brother." Li Huaichen said lightly.

The God King Ling Yu noticed the terrifying sword intent on his body, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "What a pure sword intent! If you haven't reached the realm of the God King, can you have this level of sword intent? Which junior are you?"

The God King Lingyu is a contemporary sword god, and he is obsessed with swords all his life. At this moment, when he saw such a young man with swordsmanship talent, he subconsciously became a loving talent.

Li Huaichen hesitated for a moment and replied politely: "Six no doors, Li Huaichen."

"Four no gates?" Ling Yu's God King was stunned, and always felt that he had heard of this name somewhere.

"If I were to usually do, I would like to compete with Sword God to compete with you, but it's a pity that it won't work today." Li Huaichen paused, and then sighed, "After all, I can't beat you alone..."

As soon as the words were finished, before the God King Ling Yu could react, a figure in black appeared above his head out of thin air. Chen Jiusu grabbed Zhuang Liuying's ankle with one hand, and the Buddha light surged on his body, twisted half of his body, and threw Zhuang Liuying out with all his strength!

The petite Zhuang Liuying crossed the sky like a meteor, carrying terrifying kinetic energy, shattering the spiritual shield of the God King Ling Yu!

Zhuang Liuying shouted, grabbed the wrist of the God King Ling Yu, flexibly jumped onto his body, locked his body with all limbs, and then suddenly raised his white little forehead and slammed heavily on the forehead of the God King Ling Yu!

"Let you hit my junior brother!" Zhuang Liuying shouted!

The elderly old sword god Ling Yu was a little confused by Zhuang Liuying's head hammer. He staggered his hind legs for several steps before he stood firm.

Chen Jiusu appeared ghostly again, caught Zhuang Liuying who was falling rapidly, and carried her on her shoulders like she was playing with a yo-yo. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she bowed slightly to the Lingyu God King:

"Three disciples from the Four No Sects join forces to challenge the contemporary old sword god. Please don't blame us for beating the old man, and bullying the fewer..."

The God King Ling Yu looked at Chen Jiusu and others who were smiling in front of him, and almost spit out an old blood!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The God King of Hidden Temple, who had just driven the shuttle, was speeding up at a high speed, was about to find an opportunity to attack Ji Qianming, suddenly felt a pain in his back, and a huge force came, and then the whole person was kicked off the shuttle.

The God King of the Hidden Temple barely stabilized his body, and felt the blood rushing all over his body. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he looked up at the sky in a daze.

How is this possible? Who kicked him?

It's like a racer riding a motorcycle on the track and then suddenly being kicked off!

At this moment, Cang Mingzi's voice sounded from behind:
Chapter completed!