Moreover, Bai Guanxing fought them fairly!

Qin Yichen used the imperial weapon, so he fought back with the same means, but the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor would not pursue fairness. He had black light to protect his body, and the Longwu Zhantianjue came bombarding him, but all he could do was create a wisp of black mist, and in the blink of an eye,

Just restore again.

In fact, the Gray Robe Yanyue Sword Emperor is not afraid of exchanging injuries for injuries. After all, his treasures and his healing power may not be more powerful than those of Qin Yichen and Hua Daorou, but he will never be as fair as Bai Guanxing.

Under such a stalemate, the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor gradually took the initiative. This is the demeanor that a strong emperor should have.

Every time he slashed with his sword, he was also very methodical, making thousands of people tremble. Qin Yichen's face turned solemn until later, unwilling to use lightning to dodge again.

Because if he dodges this sword light, it will hit the Wujin clan on the head!

Although the Wujin clan can still hold the magic weapons now and have left, every building and every holy place is the Wujin clan’s hard work.

These sword flashes were just like Qin Yichen's unscrupulous behavior in the Shenzhi clan, but the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor's sword flashes were even more ruthless than him!

"Don't hide together! Don't you Wujin clan have a mausoleum in an underground lair?"

What made Qin Yichen even more devastated was that before Wu Peitian left, he actually gathered the old, weak, sick and disabled who really couldn't hold the magic weapon together to take refuge. But now, that secret realm has been destroyed by the Gray Robe Yanyue Sword.

The emperor discovered it!

The gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor slashed down with his sword. Qin Yichen used his dragon claws to crush the wisp of gray sword light and urged him anxiously.

"Stop standing there stupidly! Go into your sacred mountain! Don't tell me that you can't set foot in the holy land easily! Your life is gone...Wait a minute! Don't come out!"

Qin Yichen was really about to collapse. Those old, weak, sick and disabled people knelt down and explained just now that because of their status, they were not worthy of entering the sacred mountain where the Wujin clan's emperor spirit resided, so they could not receive protection.

Qin Yichen wanted to curse on the spot, what a mess of rules!

Qin Yichen wanted to wake them up by scolding them. At this time, he didn't care about being nice and angry, but he soon shouted to stop. He realized that these old, weak, sick and disabled people couldn't even hold the magic weapon. Even if they could fly, they could not fly very fast.

Just imagine.

In his opinion, the sacred mountain of the Wujin tribe can be reached in just a few breaths, but for these trembling old, weak, sick and disabled people, it is a place that they may not be able to fly to in their lifetime...

In particular, the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor above his head had a very cunning and cruel smile: "Bai Guanxing didn't even teach you not to be distracted during battle, right?"

"These are old, weak, sick and disabled people who can't even pick up magic weapons! Kill them all, they're not even worth a hair of yours! Why are you protecting them?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at you, you look just like Bai Ze's son! Just like Bai Ze's son, you have a disgusting look of compassion for the world and justice for heaven!"

Hua Daorou's pretty face was gloomy, she held her sword and yelled angrily: "The strong wield their swords and slash at the stronger ones! The weak wield their swords and slash at the weaker ones!"

The gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor smiled: "If you don't slash at the weak with your sword, how can you tell who is the strong one!?"

"Besides, what's the difference between you and those ants!?"

Suddenly, the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor slashed with sword light, and saw the sword light split into pieces, blooming like petals in the sky, turning into tens of thousands of high-spirited sword lights.

To Qin Yichen, that sword light was an ordinary attack that even Jin Tu could block, but to the trembling remnants of the Wujin clan, any one of them was a heaven-falling disaster!

"Thunder is coming!!!"

Qin Yichen let out a roar, and the lightning all over his body turned into nine-day thunder, blasting the swords into powder. However, taking this opportunity, the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor attacked Hua Daorou.

Qin Yichen's eyes flickered, but this time, the figure of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor was as erratic as a ghost, making it difficult for his Blazing Sun Dragon Sky Eyes to lock onto him!

"What are you looking at? You are so fast, you must be in a hurry, right?"

"You haven't been hurt yet, but I am. I wonder what are you worried about?"

"Oh, I remembered. You are worried. Wudutian cannot stop the 30 million troops, and the Demon Suppression Pass will be broken by the Evil Light Clan sooner or later. Even Tianhe... hum, hum!"

"Do you know where you lost? You lost just like Bai Guanxing! You were too greedy to lose! If the Wentianguan army came, you might not have lost, but you still want to win!"

"As for me, as long as I don't have the contract of heaven to punish me, I will not lose. These people who are dying every breath cannot be saved even if Hua Xu comes!"

The cold shouts of the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor hit the mark every time. Yes, Qin Yichen is very greedy, just like Bai Guanxing!

Not only does he want to compete with the powerful ones in the Imperial Realm, he also wants to kill the powerful ones in the Imperial Realm!

Because if this delay continues, it is impossible for the old, weak, sick and disabled Wudutian and Wujin tribe to stop an army of 30 million!

The battle in Tianhe is not easy. To be able to lay such a dragnet, the wise men of Heaven are definitely not fools.

Even if Qin Yichen believed that Bai Guanxing was unparalleled in the world in terms of military tactics, military tactics could not defeat the tens of millions of Tianting Navy's troops at a single stroke.

As for the gray-robed Yanyue Sword Emperor, as long as he remains invincible, he has already won!

The current battle situation can be said to affect the whole body. If Qin Yichen wins here, the Wujin tribe will hold on, so he can step in to support.

If the Wentianguan army that fought bravely in Tianhe wins, they can also turn their guns and head straight for the Wujin tribe.

But on the other hand, if the Tianting navy can hold back the Wentianguan army, then the Wujin tribe will be in danger.

If these three emperors hold them back, the Wujin clan will also be in danger!

The Divine Elephant Emperor also sneered secretly, Wu Dutian would never be able to stop an army of 30 million! If he could hold an army of 10 million on his back, that would already be a shame to him!

And even if the overwhelming magical power of the 20 million-strong army comes, it will be a drop of water to the powerful emperor who is above all the ways, but to the Wujin tribe, it will be a violent storm!

At that time, whether this thief will save his own life or the old, weak, sick and disabled depends on his choice!

The more furious Qin Yichen became, the colder his blade-like eyes became. Suddenly, he raised his palm high and raised the Hell Knife Mountain.

However, this time, it was not the mountain of knives circling, but the withered bones standing on the top of the mountain, which he pulled out in an instant.

The withered bones stand on the top of the mountain, like the king of countless magical swords and demonic blades on Hellblade Mountain. When the withered bones emerge, countless magical swords and demonic blades hang across the sky.

"Kill!!!" Qin Yichen roared, and suddenly turned into an arm. Jin Tu and Wan Gu were withered in his hands, Lei Ze's dragon claws were crisscrossed, and even his feet turned into dragon claws.
Chapter completed!