The body of the ancient battlefield belongs to the fragments of time and space.

According to modern terms, this is equivalent to a copy that can be brushed around, but the people and objects inside can also be regarded as real creatures.

After all, this belongs to a "time and space fragment" that was intercepted.

It's just that the gap between the space-time fragments and the copy is that the space-time fragments will not drop equipment...

But as we all know, the purpose of intercepting the ancient battlefield is to let the entrant feel the pressure enough, let the entrant feel the pressure immersively, and seek the opportunity to break through between life and death.

But now there is a problem.

After Xu Xian's sword, the witch army, which was like a black tide, suddenly weakened most of the offensive intentions, and the offensive gradually slowed down.

The appearance of this scene made many geniuses in the ancient battlefield and many viewers in the Martial God Square stunned.

Good guy.

Is this Xu Xian’s sword cultivation?

Kill the Witch Lord with one sword and slow down the offensive of the Witch Human Army?

If he was asked to slash two more swords...

So this already doomed failure is not a chance to turn defeat into victory?

Suddenly.

The people in the Wushen Square were ecstatic. They had long been fed up with the situation where the human army was being suppressed and beaten. They wanted to see the human race's victory.

Only some of the big guys on the viewing platform suddenly became a little confused...

It’s not that they don’t want to see the victory of the human army.

But the ancient battlefield was originally a cycle of reincarnation...

A cycle of reincarnation that is destined to lose...

Those prides of heaven enter it to seek pressure between life and death.

But what about now?

The pressure is gone.

For some reason, the witch tribe suddenly stopped fighting...

But is this just a witch master dead?

What do you think?

...

As for,

Too much.

Many witch tribes and witch tribes above the clouds stared at the very handsome little sword cultivator who looked like a very handsome man...

If there are a few disciples of the Jie Sect on the battlefield, they don’t have to take it seriously, just do it in seconds, and there is no need to worry about Jie Sect coming to cause trouble.

After all, this is about the battle between life and death of races, and there must be many human races who have joined the Jie Sect to aid this battle.

But the disciple of Jie Sect below is not a disciple of a certain Golden Immortal or Daluo Golden Immortal. He has a great possibility that he is a disciple of a saint.

From the perspective of the real overall situation.

Even if this local battlefield is completely lost, it is actually no big deal.

Moreover, they did not want to anger the noble saint for their own reasons, so that they could completely intervene, leading to the true extinction of the witch tribe.

Especially they roughly understand one thing.

That little bastard...

The cultivation of swordsmanship is indeed very strong.

The Qingping Sword is covered with rust, and its real killing power has long been sealed. Now it only has the killing power of an ordinary immortal sword.

It can be said that...

Xu Xian already has the ability and ability to kill the immortal with sword.

Only the overly obvious aura of a saint...

Ah this...

Saint, we have realized it.

The wizards all understood that the saint's idea was very simple. He didn't want to hide the breath of the sword, but wanted to borrow this not-so-large battlefield to train his personal apprentice...

What's wrong?

The Qingping Sword has appeared. Why don’t you give me some face if you are strange?

kendo!

kendo.

As we all know,

The Tongtian Sect Master has many disciples, but no disciple has ever obtained his true swordsmanship, regardless of the outer sect or inner sect.

But now,

On the battlefield, a small sword cultivator holding a Qingping Sword and half of the golden body of merit appeared...

Tsk tsk!

The intention is too obvious.

The saint just wanted him to practice swordsmanship.

Maybe in a short while, the saint will announce again that he has taken another little disciple, the kind who specializes in practicing swords.

"The above is all my speculation. What do you think?" Above the clouds, the death battle between the two big bosses was paused, and one of the witch masters said in a deep voice.

"beaver!"

"It's a beaver!"

"Very beaver." Several other witch masters nodded.

"What should we do next? Should we sell him for face or what do we mean?"

"Let the army retreat?"

"Not good, they are here to practice swordsmanship. What will he do if the army withdraws?"

"That's right...but there is pressure to practice swords. How can I practice swords without pressure?"

"Well, the saint's face is always sold. Let's draw lots. Those who lose will give away their heads..."

Several witch masters looked at each other, and a trace of helplessness flashed in their expressions.

But this is a saint.

The saint did not need to show up at all. Just needing his sword to appear is enough to make thousands of forces continue to make concessions, and even in addition to concessions, he also had to pay a lot of price...

This price also includes the extremely worthless life in the prehistoric world.

"That's it, but what about the other groups of foreign players?" A certain witch master narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhang Huaiyu and others.

These bastards.

Now that they saw the attack of the witch tribe slowing down, they fought so happily, and they even had a little bit of fear of death...

Could it be...

These guys are also disciples of saints?

hehe,

Do you really want to be a saint disciple?

Besides, is the level of saint disciples at this level?

Even if the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Jie Sect come to pay tribute, there are still not many inner disciples of the Tongtian Sect Master, let alone the Chan Sect.

"Kill them, no one will be left." The commander of the Witch Clan shouted coldly and stopped paying too much attention.

Because his main task now...

Read with the prince!

We also have to accompany you well, it is best to let the prince understand, understand and improve!

As for the other guys?

Don't care about his life or death...

Especially the little bald calf carrying the broken flag, I don’t know where the cultivation force came out...

Longhu Mountain?

Which small force emerged from?
To be continued...