"boom!"

The double blades were wrapped in the storm of wind and panic, and hit hard among the crowd of the demon army outside the city. When I joined the battlefield again, I had already activated the ten-sided edge skill. Strands of daggers scattered in all directions. As soon as I rushed forward, the Blade of Fire cut open the throat of a blood giant, and then turned around and opened his hand. The Blade of Thunder turned into a ray of lightning that penetrated the heart of a pioneer knight. His body swirled, and the double blades cut terrifying wounds on the bodies of a group of monsters. Then he activated the flying sword Baixing. Countless sword lights that "swish" fell from the sky and caused massive damage to the monster group.

The black-clad boy Xiao Jiu was wearing a pair of black armor. The armor was dark, like a black dragon scale. The blood-colored double blades in his hand were dancing in the crowd. It seemed like a sword energy was constantly storming in the crowd. Wherever he went, there was a scene of sword energy attacking. It was often chopped out a sword energy that dozens of meters long. The sword light crisscrossed through the monster group, as if he had spirituality. Xiao Jiu was so angry that he killed that a group of monsters began to subconsciously avoid the black-clad boy.

One man and one illusion beast completely controlled the entire battlefield. Then Lin Xi led a deer iron cavalry into the scene, and the strong wind swept away the fallen leaves.

...

In the distance, Changsheng Jue led the heavy iron cavalry of the Mythology Guild to charge at a rapid speed, with extraordinary power. Further away, Feng Canghai personally led the people of Fenglin Volcano to charge. Just above his head, an adult blood-loving dragon meandered his body, cooperated with his master's battle, and spit out a mouthful of dragon breath, or manifested the dragon's claws and slapped the monster group, which looked particularly extraordinary.

Unfortunately, although the blood-lost true dragon is powerful, it cannot compare to the boy in black. The strength of both sides is not at the same level.

On the flank, the people in the seal suit charge desperately, constantly shaking the positions of the East China Sea Legion. The leader of the Mountain Spirit Alliance Wuxin rushed with his sword blade, like a sharp knife, and shouted angrily: "How can these smelly fish and shrimps resist the elite soldiers of our seal suit? Brothers, kill me, we will get a ranking in this battle!"

Behind him, wisps of arrows from the clear eyes stormed, sweeping across the monster group.

Obviously, everyone was holding their breath in this battle, and everyone wanted to get more points. This version activity was not a version activity of a certain server, but an event that joined forces to enter the battlefield. Players from the national server, the printing server, the Vietnamese server and other servers joined, and the rankings were naturally even more intense. Correspondingly, the rewards for the top rankings must be not generally generous. Therefore, on the one hand, in order to repel the alien demon legion, and on the other hand, it is normal for everyone to have some selfishness.

...

The central and two wings, the Fire Army, the Templars, the Parliamentary Army and other NPC troops also began to charge. Even Qingmou Tuomo brought a Daxiang Iron Cavalry of about 50,000 people, and directly broke into the monster group from a tricky angle to kill the undead wizard army behind the monster group. With the fall of the undead wizards one by one, the Daxiang Iron Cavalry was constantly upgraded.

On the earth, there was a melee, and the total forces of both sides were evenly matched, but the players obviously had a better morale. As for the Demon Legion, the Demon Army was only afraid of the majesty of the throne and its own bloodthirst. If you want to talk about the true fighting will, they were simply unable to compare with the human race.

In the air, Fan Yi and Han Ying's expressions were not very good, and everything seemed to be beyond expectations. At first, Fan Yi thought that he could destroy the Changfeng Empire, the Blue Bird Kingdom and other southern countries in the shortest time, but he dragged most of the troops of the Xuanyuan Empire into the field. At this time, it was too late to retreat. The three northern passes had been taken away and they had no way to retreat.

"This must be wonderful..."

Fan Yi frowned.

Han Ying looked solemn, leaning on the long sword, and said, "Let's take action together and suppress the battlefield?"

"Can."

Fan Yi had an additional Confucian classic in his hand. When he flipped it casually, the words turned into golden light lingering between his fingers, and he smiled and said, "But be careful of the July fire. This guy is deceitful. Don't get too close to him, otherwise... I'm afraid I can't save you."

"rest assured!"

The sword-caster slapped his chest and smiled and said, "I, Han Ying, have a great sword intent, and I don't need anyone to save me!"

"what ever."

The next moment, Fan Yi took countless golden words on the throne at a high altitude. Each word seemed to be a mark carrying the way of heaven. The "puffed" bombarded the players' crowd, with an average damage of about 100,000 yuan per person. Unless they were first-line players, they basically had the fate of being killed instantly, and white lights rose in the crowd for a moment.

"grass!"

Feng Xian looked up at the air in a chaotic world and said coldly: "Fan Yi, if you have the guts, come down?"

"Can't go down."

Fan Yi didn't buy it, but just kept stirring up the imprints of words in the air and killing the crowd.

"I'll come!"

In the air, a figure broke into the air. It was Han Ying, a sword-caster. The sword light flashed. He finally drew his sword out of the sheath. Suddenly, a ray of sword light split into hundreds and thousands of them, raging in the crowd. Dozens of sword lights just passed through Yilu's crowd. I hurriedly leaped through a shadow + the white dragon wall to block the five sword lights. Lin Xi suddenly opened the Tianjian Umbrella and blocked three sword lights. However, there were still many sword lights raging through Yilu's crowd. All of them had more than 80W of damage, and they suffered heavy casualties, and hundreds of people were instantly reduced.

The throne takes action, it is indeed different.

Compared with the previous ten kings, these new thrones have gained the luck of heaven and earth, and their strength has indeed improved too much. Han Ying, who is ranked ninth, is probably comparable to Sula, who is ranked third before!

"Come on!"

I instantly launched the transformation realm and transformed, and my body turned into a golden light and rushed towards Han Ying's direction. The Blade of the Fire God wrapped around a storm of a giant dragon impact. It hit Han Ying's back with a "pan" sound, but only a damage number of 18W+ was fired, but it did not bombard him on the earth as expected.

"Get out!"

Han Ying turned around and saw a sword. The sword light surged. The next moment, a ball of sphere sword light with a radius of dozens of meters hit me, instantly smashing the white dragon wall, and then hitting the mountain-shaped skill on my body, instantly carrying my body to the earth!

"Peng—"

The earth shook and trembled. Dozens of Yilu players nearby were instantly evaporated, and I was even more bombarded with 200W+ of my qi and blood, rolling on the ground, indescribable embarrassment.

"It's just a quest for death!"

Han Ying slashed down with another sword in the air.

I directly poured a bottle of life potion, and then all the defense skills such as the Ashes Barrier, the Glorious Shield Wall and other defense skills were activated, and I was about to take this sword, but after a "double" sound, the sword light fell on a golden folding fan magic phase. Fan Yi took action. The moment the folding fan bounced the sword light began to roll, and instantly rolled Han Ying's body into the sky.

At the same time, with a "chi" sound, a golden sword light appeared out of thin air, just passing through the position where Han Ying was about to land. If Fan Yi had not taken action and Han Ying insisted on cutting this sword at me, then he would definitely eat this sword light.

...

"scare?"

Han Ying flew back to the throne, his face becoming extremely ugly.

"I've told you a long time ago."

Fan Yi was still sitting upright on the throne, with a lazy posture and sneered: "You don't really think that Jing Yunyue's people can't kill you thousands of miles away in the Dragon Realm, right? Her swordsmanship pursues a flawless realm. Now she has probably reached the top of the mountain. Is it difficult to kill you with a single sword? "

Han Ying did not refute because he knew that the sword light was so powerful that even if he could stop it, he would definitely be injured or his cultivation would be damaged, and he might even fall. The feeling of facing great terror was very clear, so he just clasped his fists and said, "I will never thank you for your kindness, and Han Ying will definitely repay you in the future!"

Fan Yi sneered: "How to repay? I am so stupid that I am determined to act alone. Do I commit suicide and apologize?"

Han Ying: “…”

Between the two thrones, it is almost impossible to talk about this day.

...

The fierce battle continues.

Before twelve o'clock, Lin Xi, Shen Mingxuan, and Gu Ruyi went offline to eat something, and I was still staying online, guarding the battlefield, and I was indeed needed at this time, because although both thrones would fly down and "kill people", if I was not here, no one could keep them. Once I was retained, the next thing would be our players' best-known human-sea tactics. Whether it is Fan Yi or Han Ying, who will die. There is nothing to say about this. Although Fan Yi is powerful and has a deep plan, he is only a quasi-god realm after all. He will die if he accidentally reduces ten times.

It was past two o'clock in the morning.

No player on the battlefield is willing to go offline. He can earn more points. Moreover, players on the national server, the printing server, the Vietnamese server, the Philippines server and other servers seem to be gambled. Everyone wants to leave their names on the final version reward announcement, and no one wants to lose to others on the main battlefield, and they kill each one very fiercely.

At about three o'clock in the morning, under the leadership of Feng Canghai, nearly 100,000 main forces of Feng Lin Volcano successfully detoured and entered Juefeng City and headed to the direction of the palace to rescue the people, which made people feel a little relieved. In this way, Juefeng City should be able to be defended, and the Changfeng Empire would not be destroyed. Although Feng Canghai is extremely annoying, if he is his own person on the battlefield, it is actually okay. He should have this feeling, after all, I am also the person he hates the most.

It was around four o'clock in the morning.

Senior Sister Yun sighed in his ears: "It seems that there is no chance this time. Fan Yi and Han Ying are so cautious. I have no chance to draw the sword."

"Um."

I nodded: "Fan Yi has already agreed to the failure of this battle. The reason why he has not ordered a retreat now is just to consume more human power and let his subordinates trapped in the Changfeng Empire die more valuable."

“It’s true.”

...

At this moment, snow suddenly drifted in the air, and then a giant figure fell from the sky, accompanied by a dull roar in his ear: "Mr. Lin Hai ordered me to rush to the battlefield, and the soldiers followed me to fight quickly!"

As he said that, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and suddenly countless players' bodies stood there, but their souls had already flew away from their bodies and turned into white light and died in battle.

"It seems that the opportunity to draw the sword has appeared again."

Senior Sister Yun exclaimed.
Chapter completed!