Zhentianhou!

Fu Yulin!

With his full cultivation level, his voice instantly spread to a very far away!

For a moment.

Both sides of the war were stunned for a moment!

There were nine marquises in the Great Yan Dynasty, and they all used their surnames as titles, such as Liao Hou, Song Hou, Cen Hou... Where did this Zhentian Hou come from?

"hehe!"

opposite.

The two barbarians were filled with murderous intent.

Zhentian?

What a big tone!

Why don’t you go and make a fuss?

"Arrogant!"

moment.

One person could no longer bear it, his muscles swelled around him, his qi and blood were completely bursting out, and his golden light rubbed against the fat man!

"Old Liao!"

The fat man waved his hand.

"Go to help others, let these two people be handed over to this marquis!"

"Brother Yulin!"

Lao Liao was shocked.

"You..."

"rest assured!"

A bang!

The golden light on the fat man's body had already collided with the two of them!

"Today, if they can break through this marquis' defense, they will be considered to be the marquis' loss!"

"good!"

Lao Liao gritted his teeth.

"Brother Yulin, when you can't hold on, you must speak!"

"Oh!"

The fat man ignored him, his figure flashed, and he came to the middle of the two barbarians in an instant!

"Come!"

He pointed to the golden light on his body.

"Fight here!"

"I am exhausted to you!"

...

If the battle with high-level combat power highlights the word "dangerous" and the battle between the middle and the bottom level highlights the word "miserable".

On the battlefield.

Bodies can be seen everywhere.

There are barbarians and border troops.

The ground had long been stained with blood, and the pungent smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Bang!

Bang!

...

A corner of the battlefield.

Murong Yan's mace almost turned into a whirlwind, sweeping wildly. Along the way, the barbarians they met were weaker and turned into a ball of mud. The stronger ones were also broken, and they fell to the ground with serious injuries.

Shen Xuan, who was silently hiding behind her, repaired the knife.

The Taoist bell rings six times.

Her giant spirit bloodline has been purified a lot, and she has taken a lot of elixirs brought from the Xuandan camp, and her cultivation has reached the sixth level of Tongshen realm!

In a sense.

She was born for the battlefield!

"court death!"

In the sky.

A barbarian from the Yukong Realm saw so many tribesmen die in Murong Yan's hands, shouted angrily, instantly abandoned his opponent, carried a long, thick golden stick in his hand, jumped down and fell to Murong Yan's body.

Come down!

"Come!"

Murong Yan's eyes were red.

"I'm hammering you to death!"

Bang!

Bang!

...

As the giant spirit bloodline burst out with all its strength, a stream of energy scattered everywhere, instantly shaking the ground into cracks!

when!

A golden sound!

The mace and the long stick collided in one place in an instant!

This mace was given by Feng Xi, and its grade and hardness have reached the best mysterious weapon, so it is naturally invincible!

Click!

A crisp sound!

The long stick in the barbarian hand instantly broke into two pieces. The mace had not yet faded and directly hit him. With a dense sound of bone cracks, the barbarian screamed and his body flew backwards in an instant.

When you go out, you will lose your life in mid-air!

only.

The great power of the barbarians should not be underestimated.

Even if he killed the other party, Murong Yan was not feeling well. Her legs were more than three feet above the ground, and a wave of powerlessness came from her body.

"kill!"

At this time!

Seeing that the opportunity was rare, the three barbarians rushed towards her in a roll of qi and blood!

"Junior sister!"

Shen Xuan was shocked.

Turning into a afterimage, it was about to block the three of them, and Thi Murong Yan fought for a chance to breathe!

puff!

puff!

...

Suddenly!

Three identical figures suddenly appeared in the field, and the long sword in his hand slightly lit up, and three rays of light suddenly appeared in the field. The three barbarians had stagnated, and a thin blood line suddenly appeared on their necks, and the body of the corpse Falling to the ground!

Gu Han!

Kill three people.

The other two afterimages slowly dissipated, leaving only the true body in the middle.

"Brother Chen."

His face was a little solemn.
To be continued...