In the Imperial City of Daxia, Lin Huang's figure had not appeared yet, but the place was already filled with murderous people.
Jiang Licheng set up a sky-covering cage to seal off the two hundred miles of territory, making it impossible for anyone to escape.
In the void, hundreds of black-robed men formed a formation, suppressing the strength of Renzi Thirteen Killers and others, and continued to kill everyone. Jiang Licheng and the middle-aged man fought together, and countless terrifying air waves swept across, staining the sky.
Within the imperial city, the men in black robes slaughtered without restraint, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of common people one after another with bloody sickles in their hands.
Countless people lost their minds and followed the black-robed army to kill people.
Lin Cangxue's sword was as bright as a dragon, and he continued to kill the black robe with an invincible attitude. The Eight Hundred Death Camp was like an indomitable sharp knife. Wherever the iron hoof went, even the black robe in the Tianyuan realm did not dare to take away its edge.
In the sky, Jiang Licheng laughed with his hands behind his back, with a look of disdain on his face, "Everyone in the world knows that the Thirteenth Killer is invincible. Without those hiding methods, is it possible to kill me, Jiang Licheng?"
"Today, let me take action and remove you from this Dongling Realm forever!"
Jiang Licheng's voice was like thunder, and as soon as he finished speaking, the aura around him was rising steadily. He smashed the middle-aged man's pole with one hand, and his black hair turned into blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the large formation, several Thirteen Killers frowned and felt a terrifying aura, comparable to the Blood God Marquis in the Land of Locked Dragons, sinister and domineering.
"The Art of Blood Sacrifice!"
Jiang Licheng shouted loudly, and a terrifying devouring force suddenly arose around him. Just as his white clothes flew up, all the blood from up and down the battlefield flew up and sank into Jiang Licheng's body.
Jiang Licheng's body swelled, and there was a roaring and exploding sound inside his body, causing the latter's momentum to increase by three points again.
Feeling the powerful power in his body, Jiang Licheng showed a satisfied smile, turned his head and swept up and down the sky, and with his blood flying, he stepped towards Ye Hongxiu with one kick.
Above the sky, the numbers thirteen change their colors.
They are the kings in the dark night, but they do not have the strength to reach the sky. Now under the bloody formation, without the means to hide their bodies, it is difficult to display 30% of their true strength.
Facing Jiang Licheng, who is second on the Wuhou Ranking, he is no match!
Groan...
At the moment when Jiang Licheng trampled Ye Hongxiu to death, a sharp sword roar suddenly sounded in the sky. A blue sword light, like thunder and lightning, lit up the night sky and intercepted Jiang Licheng, forcing him to retreat.
A stepping foot.
Jiang Licheng frowned and turned his head to look into the void.
I saw a swordsman in white suddenly appearing in the sky above the imperial city tower, wearing a mask with a ghost head on his face. He came from a distance and stood beside Ye Hongxiu in just a few breaths.
"Third kill?"
Jiang Licheng frowned and asked, feeling the endless pure sword intent from the swordsman in white, as if the latter's own existence was a peerless green blade that was invincible in the world.
The swordsman in white wearing a ghost mask stood with his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.
"I didn't expect that in order to kill me, Jiang Licheng, even you would show up!"
Jiang Licheng was not afraid to laugh back, and his expression became more and more unscrupulous, "It's just right, today I will kill all the thirteen people and eradicate them!"
In the sky, the swordsman in white didn't reply, but he saw that one of the six people who had been surrounded and killed suddenly took off his ghost-headed mask, revealing a face as gentle as jade.
Jiang Licheng frowned slightly, looking a little surprised.
I saw that the man was tall and tall, with a Confucian look of awe-inspiring expression between his brows. Just between his thin lips, he could see the mighty righteousness of the world in the air, like wind and clouds gathering together.
"Zhao Keman and Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang and Xueming!"
"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like a shooting star!"
"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"
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Up and down in the sky, let’s hear about the knight’s journey again!
Jiang Licheng looked at the person who spoke, and clearly knew that the latter was Feng Wanli, the leader of the Blood Clothes Alliance and the leader of the Huangzi Camp under Xuanyuan Zhang.
The moment Feng Wanli chanted "Xia Ke Xing Xing", several illusory figures suddenly appeared in the sky, and they came with rustling swords in white clothes.
And the figure of Thirteen Killers in the void also disappeared.
Together with the swordsman in white who killed the third person, they all turned into a wisp of smoke and returned to the void.
Jiang Licheng frowned, suddenly feeling the murderous intent rising in the void...
"Clothed in blood!"
Jiang Licheng let out a low cry, and blood was flowing all over his body. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a piece of clothing with a hanging curtain of blood, covering himself.
In the sky above the center of the imperial city, Feng Wanli closed his eyes and chanted "Xia Ke Xing Xing" in his mouth. The swordsmen in white robes around them moved towards Jiang Licheng and hundreds of black robes.
Jiang Licheng also roared, turning into blood and killing countless swordsmen in white.
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To the south of the Imperial City of Daxia, there are two mountains.
One of them is called Nanshan.
The other one is called Daxia Peak.
The two mountains are separated by a hundred feet and stand side by side, like two giant swords stabbing the sky, guarding the Imperial City of Daxia. No matter which mountain top you stand on, you can have an unobstructed view of the Daxia Dynasty.
When Lin Huang left the Daxia Dynasty, he was on the top of Nanshan Mountain, watching Lin Beichen walk down the city wall sadly.
Today, he set foot on Nanshan again, looking at the scene up and down in the sky. Behind Lin Huang, there were tens of thousands of cavalry.
Looking from a distance, it is so dark that it makes people feel extremely depressing.
Two years ago, before Lin Huang left the Imperial City of Daxia, he was still in the human realm. At that time, he discussed with Qin Xuance how a mortal could kill the powerful Wuhou.
It was a fruitless discussion, but both of them expressed their own ideas.
Although Jiang Licheng is not as powerful as Xuanyuan Tibing with one shot, he is second in the Wuhou Ranking. Apart from the Blood God Hou, Yin Sha King, and the real living fossils in the Eastern Spirit Realm, who else can be his opponent?
Whether it was Jun Qingcheng or the combined efforts of Thirteen Renzi, it was very difficult to kill the latter, not to mention that at this time Jiang Licheng held hundreds of black robes and practiced the Blood Spirit Palace technique.
It would be even more difficult to kill the latter!
At the top of Nanshan Mountain, Lin Huang withdrew his gaze and looked at the 10,000 Divine General's Iron Cavalry behind him, and then looked at the 10,000 Iron Cavalry on the Great Xia Peak, with a serious look on his face.
Between Nanshan Mountain and Daxia Peak, there was an extremely huge crossbow, more than a hundred feet long.
One end of the crossbow is firmly fixed by the Ten Thousand God General Camp on Nanshan Mountain. The other end is fixed by the God General Camp on Daxia Peak.
Another 10,000 cavalrymen used a huge iron rope to stretch the bow string!
Then Lin Huang picked up an iron pillar that was a hundred feet long and stepped onto the crossbow between the two peaks. One end of the iron pillar was ground extremely sharp, like a giant spear that was a hundred feet long.
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It is also an amazing arrow that kills gods when it encounters gods and Buddha when it encounters Buddha.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, Lin Huang walked to the center of the crossbow carrying the giant spear of a hundred feet, and placed the giant spear on the bow string.
The camp of ten thousand divine generals between the two peaks has already been filled with bows and crossbows, waiting for the arrows to be unloaded.
A huge bow a hundred feet long was fully drawn.
A hundred-foot-long spear is attached to the string.
Lin Huang lay on the spear, quietly watching the battle over the Imperial City of Daxia...