In the North Meng Camp, a sudden secret report was sent to the commander's tent. After Fan Lingyue looked at it, his expression changed slightly.

Prince Yan went west to challenge Wu Jun. Wu Jun was seriously injured. The heavy cavalry of the Divine Sect retreated for two hundred miles and could not leave.

Fan Lingyue stood up and came to the marching map in the army. He carefully weighed the pros and cons, and was about to issue an order, but he saw a familiar figure walking in.

"It's you"

"haven't seen you for a long time"

The eyes of each other aroused the coldest murderous intent. Fan Lingyue looked at the figure in front of her. After a brief surprise, she stretched out her slender hand and rushed to death.

Ning Chen moved his feet and pointed his sword at Ningshuang, and he also met.

There is no conversation, no hypocrisy, only a cold murderous intent.

The two moves were in conflict, and the aftermath spread, and the handsome tent could not withstand the scattered sword power, split into pieces.

Neither of them showed mercy in their hands. Today is different. If the opponent dies, there will be no change in this battle.

The coldness on the sword finger was so cold that the white light on the slender hand was extremely ruthless. In the moment of the confrontation, the killing was everywhere.

The big noise at the commander's tent attracted the attention of several generals closest to the army and rushed over quickly.

Under the distant night, Mu Chengxue watched the battle without any intention of coming forward to help.

Among the seven generals who arrived, four were above the ninth rank, and they said nothing and immediately joined the battle.

Ning Chen blocked five with one, and the cold light in his hands became more and more fierce. He was proud of his bravery and did not lose any disadvantage.

The sword pointed at the silver light. Among the five people, Fan Lingyue was the strongest and blocked most of the attacks.

The other four people helped and cooperated tacitly, and they were in a stalemate for a while.

The battle became increasingly louder. After the arrival of the seven generals, another powerful man from the late ninth-grade army rushed to join the battle, using six enemies and one to kill the campers.

Facing the six people, Ning Chen used his full strength for the first time, and his sword movement was unreasonable, and his sword energy came out around his fingers, shaking the six people's edge.

The powerful battle at the realm of the heavens was amazing and intense, so that the soldiers below the ninth rank around were afraid to get closer, for fear of being dragged in and killing their lives in vain.

The battle became more and more intense, and the situation became more and more stalemate. Ning Chen was highly concentrated, but there was always an indescribable sense of incongruity.

Fan Lingyue's performance is strong enough, but it is still not enough.

The invincible white light in the past seems to be much weaker today.

During the battle, there was no time to think about it. Ning Chen had no time to think about it. With his left hand, the energy caused waves, the world changed, and the blue waves swelled, reappearing the unique skills of Changsun's lineage.

"The waves shocked the world"

The huge waves split the sky and the earth, and suddenly shook five ninth-grade strong men. Fan Lingyue hesitated for a moment, moved his feet and retreated ten feet, temporarily avoiding his sharpness.

Ning Chen frowned unconsciously, what's going on?

With Fan Lingyue's strength, he shouldn't have been so passive.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen's figure flashed and he rushed forward, and with his unparalleled foundation and immortal body, he forced the former to use all his strength.

Fan Lingyue was unwilling to fight head-on, with a five-point offensive and a five-point defensive. She was still strong, but she lacked the overwhelming courage of the past.

"Ahem"

After a palm was touched, the two of them retreated three feet together. Fan Lingyue was about to move again, but suddenly, her body staggered, covered her mouth and coughed violently, and blood overflowed.

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "It turns out that your physical condition is much worse than I expected, but I will not say anything fair to you."

After the words came, Ning Chen bullied himself again, pointing his fingers Ningshuang, and forcing his life to pass.

At this moment, a sharp halberd light appeared and slashed down with a bang.

Ning Chen's eyes turned cold, his body tilted, his sword finger flipped, and a loud swaying light of the halberd.

"Marquis Zhiming, dare to create the Beimeng Camp, does it mean that you are confident, or does it mean that you don't know how to live or die?" Qing Wuyou walked out, stood between the two, with a long spear in his hands, and was full of murderous intent.

"Love is not worry-free" Ning Chen recognized the person at a glance. This person should be the most powerful and powerful person in the Northern Mongolian army now.

Unfortunately, power and strength are not equal, and he came at the right time.

Seeing Qing Wuyou coming, Fan Lingyue suppressed the pain in her body, walked forward and calmly explained, "Qing Wuyou, you immediately take 30,000 light cavalry to delay the marching of the Blood-Clothed Marquis of Daxia. Reinforcements will arrive soon in Daxia."

"But, military advisor," Qing Wuyou looked a little hesitant.

"Nothing is not bad, go quickly!" Fan Lingyue shouted coldly.

"Yes!" Qing Wuyou took the order and was about to leave immediately.

"It's too late, no one can leave tonight"

Before the words were finished, Ning Chen's figure had disappeared, and he appeared again in front of Qing Wuyou. His sword pointed to the sky, and the cold light was thrust.

At the same time, Fan Lingyue also followed, and her slender hands raised a bright white light, which was extremely dazzling.

Ning Chen turned his palm with his left hand, and Han Ran faced Shangfan Lingyue with one palm. Immediately, he felt that his true energy was draining and he was unable to succeed.

Ning Chen immediately restrained his true energy and withdrew ten feet after the strange body that appeared again.

"Walk" Fan Lingyue said coldly.

Love is not afraid to delay and leaves quickly.

"Are you leaving?" Ning Chen snorted coldly, and the Breaking Sorrow Bow came out, and three arrows broke through the sky in the brilliant silver light.

The terrifying three arrows, chasing stars and chasing the moon, surpassing the limitations of space, came to Qing Wuyou in a blink of an eye, and the next moment, blood splashed everywhere and scattered all over the sky.

Qing Wuyou blocked the first two arrows, but could not block the third arrow. In an instant, he was seriously injured.

"You are looking for death"

Seeing his subordinates being injured one after another, a hint of anger flashed through Fan Lingyue's eyes, her hair danced, her white light was magnificent, and her body was raised to its peak.

Ning Chen did not dare to be careless. Facing the opponent who finally took full advantage of his strength, he raised his hand and pointed the sword, and the sword reflected the Jiutianyue.

"One wave breaks through thousands of miles"

The waves rose, surging and roaring, and in the huge waves, a sword opened the sky and slashed down with a loud bang.

Fan Lingyue was not afraid at all, holding the waves with one hand, and the white light was shining, the sword intent of the Kaitian was completely transformed into invisible and disappeared.

The moment Ning Chen returned to his breath, Fan Lingyue's figure flashed, and his palms were turned out to print, and black blood was stained with emptied.

Still as strong as the first time, Ning Chen's opponent was incredibly powerful, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his expression was solemn.

He didn't believe that there was absolutely invincible martial arts in this world, and even the immortal body had flaws, not to mention the acquired martial arts.

In order to explore the limits of the former's mechanics, Ning Chen once again activated his true energy. With his palms, blue waves spread over the sky and the earth, and the divine waterfall fell from the sky, thundering the might of the sky, like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the Nine Heavens.

"Stupid!" Fan Lingyue poked out his right hand, and the waves of the Nine Heavens dissipated. The next moment, the vast palm force was sealed, and blood spilled three feet away.

The angry Fan Lingyue was like a Valkyrie in the heavenly world, protecting her body with divine light, her pair of white hands were invincible, powerful enough to be invincible.

The soldiers of the Northern Mongolian in the distance, looking at the terrible force displayed by the military advisors who have always been famous for their wisdom, were shocked to come back to their senses.

It is no longer a secret that military advisors can get martial arts, but no one expected that military advisors would be so powerful.

Even innately, it may not be the case.

Ning Chen felt a moment of depression in his chest, vomited a mouthful of blood, barely standing firm, his expression unshakable.

He always believed that the perfect body did not exist, but he had not found a way to deal with it.

In the distance, Mu Chengxue looked at the white light on Fan Lingyue's body, her eyes narrowed slightly. She didn't know what kind of martial arts this was, and she actually had such absolutely invincible power.

The situation of the battle changed so quickly. Fan Lingyue, who was a little clumsy the moment before, no longer cared about his body, and immediately showed overwhelming terrible strength.

At the same level as the peak of the ninth grade, there were so powerful that the son of the gods in the past, and then there were stunning geniuses such as Xia Ziyi and Mu Qianshang. Ning Chen, the slowest, also fought against the innate and the Buddha in the world. His strength was strong, and there was no doubt that he was no less than that of any younger generation of geniuses. Especially after leaving this seclusion, his cultivation reached the peak of the ninth grade and his strength increased significantly. However, at this moment, he still looked so embarrassed when facing Fan Lingyue, who was at the peak of the sky.

There is no perfect person in the world, but there is a mortal moon. If it weren't for the illness, no one could imagine how scary this woman would be.

Ning Chen stretched out his hand and drew out the ink sword. His figure flashed and broke out with a sword.

Since true energy is useless, he can only win by his moves.

The ink sword was swept, and the frost was falling all over the sky. Ning Chen's sword was quicker, no matter how fast he was, facing the invincible person, he would try his best to find flaws.

Any Lingyue responds to all changes with the unchanging situation. When the sword enters the white light, the speed immediately decreases by 7 points, three points of remaining strength, and there is no more power to kill the enemy.

The slender hand shakes the ink sword and startles a waterfall. This is the falling frost melting and cannot exist in the bright white light.

The sword light, white light, and the battles were chaotic. Ning Chen mainly used swords as the main and breath as the auxiliary, and barely fought.

The blood in the corner of Lingyue's mouth was not a battle injury, but a diseased body was onset.

Being concerned about the situation of the war, if Lingyue endured her illness, her body would be improved again, and the white light would become stronger, just like the second bright moon rising, shining brightly in the world.

"The moon is rolling, the moon sets silently"

The moon's scroll moves reappear in the world. Suddenly, where the moonlight shines, everything is quiet and returns to stillness.

When he saw the Heavenly Book moves for the first time, Ning Chen was even more shocked. What was shocked was why Fan Lingyue could use the Yuezhi's scroll moves. What was shocked was that his body could no longer move, and even his true energy could not function.

The next moment, Fan Lingyue came to her body, and her strong palm power destroyed Ning Chen's entire heart veins.

"Well"

Ning Chen flew out, and blood scattered all over the ground, extremely miserable.

However, a surprising scene happened, Ning Chen, who should have died, stood up again.

"Immortal Body" Fan Lingyue narrowed her eyes and said slowly.

"Are you surprised?" Ning Chen vomited blood and said sarcastically.

Fan Lingyue snorted coldly and said, "So what if you are immortal? I don't believe it. You really won't die."

After the words fell, Fan Lingyue waved her hand, and under the ruins of the tent, an ancient sword flew over and over in the air. Before the sword was unsheathed, it had already put a huge pressure on people.

In the distance of "Pure Karma Taichu", Mu Chengxue's face changed and she said in shock.

Fan Lingyue slowly pulled out the ancient sword from the sheath, and the world suddenly changed, and a breath from the eternal period appeared, shocking the world.
Chapter completed!