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One hundred and seventeen, bloody decisive battle

Pinggu, as the name suggests, is a flat and low valley, located in a remote area of ​​Qi State, with no people thousands of miles of Liao. It is not unreasonable for Chang Yan to choose the location in this place.

The cold wind blew, and Ling Xi came from the wind and sand and stood at the entrance of the valley. He looked up at the depths of the valley and opened his mouth, "Changyan Kuang, I'm here."

There are formations in the valley to protect it, and countless dust and sand are rolled up, making people unable to see the situation inside.

No one responded to him, and the wind blowing in from outside the valley became stronger. Ling Yingxi followed him in, looked around and whispered to Ling Xi: "There is a soul nearby."

Of course, Ling Xi knew that the land under his feet was shaking slightly, leaking out the light of the formation activation. A barrier rose for no reason, trapping him and Ling Yingxi.

Ling Yingxi tentatively reached out to the edge of the barrier, and Ling Xi quickly stopped him: "This thing is very dangerous."

"Where is Du Yu?" Jiulang walked out of the wind and sand with the sleeping Helian Ruoyu in his arms, and asked expressionlessly.

Helian Ruoyu breathed slowly, sleeping peacefully in Jiulang's arms, and the golden silk swayed gently in the wind, like a doll.

Ling Yingxi stared at Helian Ruoyu's flawless face, and a turbulent heart surged. She was a little more beautiful than she was a few years ago.

"He is here. Hand over Helian Ruoyu." Ling Xi responded coldly.

Jiulang half-kneeled and put Helian Ruoyu lightly on the ground, his movements were gentle, for fear of waking her up. "Ling Xi, take her away quickly. The farther away, the better."

The barrier extended by the formation under Ling Xi's feet suddenly disappeared, and a cold light pricked Ling Xi and passed over Jiulang's head. Ling Xi was shocked. The arrow actually locked his heart at this time, so that Ling Xi could not avoid it.

A hand made of soil surged out of the sand in front of Ling Xi, and pinched the arrow. Several spiritual arrows were shot out of the arrow body, and even the skin of the dirt hand could not be broken.

"Is it interesting to attack secretly?" Du Yu hovered directly above Ling Xi and said to the center of the sandstorm in the valley. At this time, Du Yu was wearing a set of spiritual armor, with several spiritual weapons on his back, and holding a spiritual weapon and sword in his hand, dazzlingly arrogant.

"You are finally here." Chang Yankuang also appeared in the air. The robe of the royal court was still inconsistent with the usual days. It was nothing different except for a few golden flames embroidered. He didn't look like he was here to do something.

"What do you mean by this? Do you look down on me?" Du Yu said to him.

"No, I respect you so much, so I will do my best. Your people should have arrived, don't let them come out and see."

The aura of the hundred people who can break through the realm is not inferior to Chang Yankui.

Changyan closed his eyes and whispered: "It's so amazing, I'm willing to give in." The storm behind him stopped for no reason, and hundreds of figures appeared.

Hundreds of people stood there in a uniform and silent manner, and the red lotus emblem on their robes was blown up by the wind, and the flame of the lotus heart bloomed.

"This is your royal court's strength." Du Yu's expression did not change at all, and he made a plain narrative.

Chang Yankuang transformed the spiritual weapon stick in his hand and lifted up his weapon with Du Yu. The two of them collided with their spiritual power.

A soundless shock wave spread a hundred miles in a blink of an eye, and a cloud of mushrooms rose. Ling Xi reached out and grabbed Ling Yingxi, and his feet were like a root was growing, and he used the Earth-Cracking Divine Ridge to hold it tightly.

Jiulang protected Helian Ruoyu. She had no reaction to the voices and was still asleep.

The dust rising all over the sky made Ling Xi unable to see anything. He could sense it with the fluctuations of his soul and the surrounding spiritual energy. The hundred people who could break through the realm were already fighting, which was slightly worse than Du Yu and Chang Yankuang, but the aftermath was still not something that Ling Xi and others could stop.

"Ling Xi! Take her away!"

"Impossible." Ling Xi condensed a layer of soil ashes in his hand, turned into a long sword, looking at the shadows coming from behind Jiulang, and said with a serious expression.

A hand came from Jiulang behind him and asked him to continue to kneel there: "Just kneel here."

Jiulang looked back and saw that it was a Wang Ting Honglian who could break through the realm, holding a sharp sword in his hand and staring at Ling Xi with cold eyes. Behind him were dozens of spiritual realm dead soldiers who practiced Tian Ni.

"Isn't it too unfair for so many of you to kill me?" Ling Xi sneered and blocked Ling Yingxi's face, and the spiritual power on his body frozen the air into frost.

The dead soldier of Kanbang Realm turned into a afterimage, and the sword pointed at Ling Xi, and was shot into the ground by another faster afterimage.

Hongjing roared at the dozens of dead soldiers in the spiritual cultivation realm, warning them not to go forward.

At this time, Hongjing's claws were suddenly lifted up by a burst of force. The deadly man who was slapped into the ground by it turned red in his eyes, and he activated the forbidden technique and lifted Hongjing's huge body up.

Peng! Hongjing was thrown out, smashed on the ground and grinded out a drag mark. He rolled up angrily and started fighting with the dead soldiers in mid-air.

The dozens of spiritual realm dead men also activated the forbidden technique and stepped on the ground to turn into afterimages.

Ling Xi held a sword to block one person's attack, and the long sword in his hand broke. Ling Xi couldn't help but gritted his teeth and retreated. All of these dozens of people actually had spiritual weapons. It seemed that Chang Yan was determined to kill him.

A sword force pierced the sky from Ling Xi's ribs. Ling Xi grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, but it couldn't twist it. Each of these dozens of people used the forbidden technique to be the peak of the Spirit Cultivation Realm. Ling Xi's second stage in the Spirit Cultivation Realm, no matter how strong it is, it cannot be compared with these dozens of Spirit Cultivation Realm peaks.

Ling Xi was short and dodged a sword that was scratching against the top of his head, stabbed the man's heart with a dirt dagger, forcibly resisted the sword that was chopped from his shoulder, and killed one person.

Ling Xi snatched the spirit sword from the man he killed, turned around and blocked the sword edges that were chasing several people, and exchanged their lives for injuries, and killed several more in succession.

However, no matter how hard Ling Xi tried, he killed less than one-tenth of these people. He was injured by several swords and did not even have time to knock down the pills. He saw that the blood on his body was about to be dried up a little bit.

Ling Yingxi was dragged by several people, and it was difficult for him to protect himself. Seeing Ling Xi's miserable situation, even if he was anxious, he had no choice.

With a sword, Ling Xi's thigh cooled down and lost the strength to support him. He half-kneeled down and raised his sword to block the many sword blades that were slashed over his head.

Several sword edges pierced through the gap again, piercing through Ling Xi's body.

Ling Xi roared, intending to use the forbidden technique to fight them to the death. However, the group of people in front of Ling Xi fell down in unison, thundering blood. Jiulang walked over with red eyes and walked step by step, dozens of sand people appeared beside him, fighting against the dead soldiers in the spiritual cultivation realm.

Ling Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and even the breath from his mouth was filled with blood.

The enemies in front of Ling Yingxi were also dragged by the sand man. She left those people behind and came to Ling Xi. She panickedly covered the wound on his body with her hands, took out a few healing pills from her pocket and comforted her: "It's okay, Ling Xi, hold on."

Ling Xi stared at her back with her eyes wide open. A dead soldier raised his sword to attack. Ling Xi roared and forced him to get up and hugged Ling Yingxi in his arms. The sword stabbed by the dead soldier penetrated Ling Xi's right shoulder, and Ling Xi also raised his sword and inserted it into his throat.

Ling Yingxi was stunned in Ling Xi's arms, her face covered with Ling Xi's blood.

She stretched out her trembling hand to touch the half-point of the sword exposed behind Ling Xi, hugging the unconscious Ling Xi and sobbing softly.

Jiulang walked over, quietly lifted Ling Xi's mask, and fed him a handful of healing pills.

In the distant air battlefield, Zi Lan and Haoran joined forces to defeat the people from the royal court with their strength to break through the peak of the realm.

Zi Lan shouted lightly and summoned a hundred flying swords to attack the opponent. The hundred flying swords were integrated into one, forming a sword formation, which made seven or eight people resist in a mess. This was much more powerful than Meng's so-called sword-controlling technique. Compared with this powerful sword formation, the martial arts performed by others were much weaker.

Haoran is not weak either. He holds a long sword and fights with several people around him.

Elder Haoran's enemy revealed a flaw, and was injured by him and forced the others to retreat. Seeing this, several people looked at each other and activated the forbidden technique. Their aura suddenly surged, and they immediately overwhelmed Haoran.

Haoran was injured in the shoulder under the continuous attacks of their men, and even Haoran's weapons were knocked down.

"Haoran!" Zi Lan couldn't help but shout. But the enemy on her side also activated the forbidden technique. For a moment, she couldn't take off and went to help Haoran.

Haoran dragged a few people one after another and said to Zi Lan: "Don't worry about me! You'll kill the others so that we can win."

"It's too late." A man smiled and sneaked from behind, stabbing the sword into Haoran's heart. Haoran groaned and held the sword blade and said, "Then let's die together."

A powerful spiritual energy overflowed, and everyone around them all fled.

The earth-shaking explosion lifted the smoke and dust, and Zi Lan shouted sadly: "Haoran!" However, the smoke and dust dissipated, and nothing was left inside except for the disturbed spiritual energy.

When Zi Lan was lost, he was approaching, and the weapon in his hand was cold and shining. The man was suddenly pressed down by the afterimage above his head, and the throat was cut open by Leng Feng without hesitation.

The blood scattered everywhere, and the afterimage stood up, revealing blood-red eyes, floating in the white robe of Guyun Sect, only the winding and twisting Tian Ni pattern on the left arm. Wu Yan and Zi Lan passed by and rushed towards the rest of the royal court.

The air battlefield suddenly joined dozens of new forces at the peak of the Kanbang Realm, all of which were the trump card dead soldiers trained by Du Yu in secret. The situation suddenly reversed again, and Wang Ting's Kanbang Realm was completely defeated by half the number of Guyun Sect masters.

Looking at the extremely powerful masters in all regions, they died one after another, and their bodies fell down from time to time and fell into the ground. This scene may be recorded in future generations forever and will be recorded in history.

Du Yu and Chang Yankuang confronted each other alone at the top of the sky. Both of them turned a blind eye to the casualties below. For them, as long as the so-called Tian Ni martial arts are there, it is only a matter of time before these dead soldiers can be cultivated.

"Your person lost. Don't you feel sorry for him?" Du Yu said with a smile.

"So what? Just raise another group of people. These things are just a guardian dog. As long as you win, the people in this entire domain will be my dog. I will give them the power of life and death."

"You will definitely lose. Your human heart has long been lost. Now Qi State should be defeated by more than a dozen of the four countries' boundaries and surrender to us. Your own slave soldiers will not sacrifice their lives to fight for you."

"So what if you conquer the royal court? In the final analysis, only you and I are qualified to rule this domain."

"Yes, only you and I have this qualification. Everyone else is just ant." Du Yu showed a meaningful sneer, and the vast land in this area reflected from his eyes. It seemed that in the next moment, he could give orders to the earth and let it be controlled by him.
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