Ji Xiaofeng, the king of Dajiang Pingnan, was like a silver streamer piercing the sky, taking the lead to kill Qin Antai with a knife.
In just two breaths, Ji Xiaofeng and Qin Antai jumped thousands of meters and met above the battlefield.
Ji Xiaofeng's eyes were cold, and the big knife surrounded by icy mist in his hand was slashed out, blooming with extreme sharpness. The terrifying light of the knife filled the sky, and the terrible cold swept across all directions, seeming to freeze the world. In the slight clicking sound, with him as the center,
Snowflakes and ice crystals condensed within a radius of one kilometer. Each snowflake and ice crystal was harder than steel and sharper than a knife. The scene of his slashing sword was reflected in those snowflakes and ice crystals, which was extremely horrifying.
In the area where he was, the entire world turned into a cold, dead world, enveloped by the terrifying sword intent.
It seemed that all the water vapor between the sky and the earth was condensed into snowflakes and frost, and the sky and the earth became extremely dry. Especially the affected troops below were instantly frozen into ice sculptures and shattered into powder.
There is no doubt that Ji Xiaofeng is powerful, and his strength is terrifying. His martial arts will affects an area, allowing that area to operate according to his will.
He is a member of the Dajiang royal family, and the skills he practices are among the best in the world, and the weapons he holds are also divine weapons. His strength is even higher than that of Jia Pingnan who was killed outside Nanyang City!
Facing Ji Xiaofeng, who seemed to be coming with an icy world, Qin Antai felt solemn, but did not show any fear.
Before the long knife in Ji Xiaofeng's hand came close, a terrifying chill filled the air. Frost quickly condensed all over Qin Antai's body. The chill not only acted on his body, but also on his mind. He felt as if his thinking and consciousness were frozen, and his reactions were all...
Much slower.
"kill!"
Qin Antai stared slightly, his whole body full of vitality, and the clear clouds behind him. The sinking moon shook slightly, and a circle of terrifying ripples visible to the naked eye swept away, as if the world was shattered. The frost on his body dissipated, and even the snowflakes around Ji Xiaofeng
The ice crystals were shattered and disappeared without a trace.
At their level, a fight is not only a competition of martial arts skills, but also a confrontation of martial arts will, which has even reached a level that many ordinary people cannot understand.
After getting rid of his own discomfort, Qin Antai's sword suddenly became sharper than the scorching sun at noon. He slashed out with one strike and joined the long sword in Ji Xiaofeng's hand.
Ding~!
The two knives met, and the sound of slight collision filled the surrounding area. With the two people as the center, a circle of circular ripples spread out. The void seemed to be distorted wherever it passed. Any area affected by the true meaning was instantly crushed into pieces.
Blood mist!
The two of them fought for a while, and their faces turned pale. No one took advantage, but they did not separate because of this. They fought in the air, and the weapons in their hands danced with afterimages all over the sky. The sound of tinkling tinkled together, and they fought in one breath.
Thousands of times, every confrontation would have a terrifying aftermath, and no one within a kilometer range could get close.
They were only in the true artistic conception. Even the mythical realm could not fly freely in the sky, let alone them. In the volley fight, their strength in staying in the air was exhausted, and they fell to the ground after struggling.
The ground was full of the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms, so the soldiers on the ground suffered. When they fought, no one within a thousand meters was spared from being affected, causing countless casualties.
Those who died were all his own, Ji Xiaofeng gritted his teeth secretly, but at the critical moment of the battle, he couldn't care so much.
They fought fiercely, and there was no way someone below the true artistic conception could intervene.
It was not that Li Xiaocang and Yuan Poyue, who originally came with Ji Xiaofeng, did not want to join forces to kill Qin Antai in one fell swoop, but they were stopped by two strong men from the late stage of Da Li Zhen Reality who rushed out after Qin Antai.
The person who stopped Yuan Poyue was Li Mingyang, the mountain chief of Dali Zhengming Academy. He was dressed in cloth and holding a simple long sword. With one swing of his sword, he unleashed millions of golden sword lights, each sword light was like a god.
Made of gold, the golden sword light was as mighty as a long river, sweeping towards Yuan Poyue like a rushing river.
Li Mingyang's movements are elegant, and his movements show the elegance of a scholar.
As his opponent, Yuan Poyue was much more ferocious, like a ferocious beast.
Yuan Poyue was holding a long black stick, his energy was surging all over his body, and his body seemed to be burning with black flames. He stood in the air and struck Li Mingyang with a stick.
Before he started, the roar of beasts behind him resounded throughout the countryside. A dark ape silhouette tens of feet tall looked up to the sky and roared. As he struck down with his stick, a terrifying dark stick image of a thousand meters in size filled the sky.
The pillars were crushed down like they were toppling over.
Puff puff……
Under that stick, ripples were created in the air that were visible to the naked eye. The long river of golden sword light wielded by Li Mingyang was shattered and turned into sharp fragments that swept in all directions, leaving shocking traces on the earth.
Although he was shocked by the power of Yuan Poyue of the Sanluo Dynasty, Li Mingyang still had a calm expression on his face, and his figure retreated as if it was weightless. He drew his long sword and drew a semicircle. In an instant, with him as the center,
The kilometer-long area between heaven and earth fell silent, without any sound, and then the sound of swords sounded in the silent sky and earth.
laugh……
A terrifying crack opened in the earth, and a golden sword light broke through the earth and soared into the sky, heading straight for Yuan Poyue. The golden sword light shone brightly, as if it was about to cut through the sky.
Yuan Poyue narrowed his eyes and let out a ferocious laugh. He turned the long stick in his hand and thrust it straight into the ground. Following his movements, a stick shadow towering from top to bottom hit the golden sword light rushing out from the ground.
Boom~!
The void twisted, the earth trembled, the sword light shattered, the stick shadow broke, and the aftermath swept around, and neither of them took advantage.
Li Mingyang walked casually, took one step, and appeared behind Yuan Poyue in an instant as if he had crossed the distance in space. He cut his head across with a sword, and Yuan Poyue turned around and hit him with a stick...
On the other side, Li Xiaocang also started fighting with the mountain chief of Dali Nanshan Academy.
Li Xiaocang is holding a blood-colored spear, and there is blood-colored energy rising from his body. His whole person feels extremely evil. His spear dances and fills the surrounding world with blood, making people sick and dizzy just by looking at him. He has evil ways of affecting people's minds.
He stabbed with his spear, and streaks of blood-colored rainbows circled a kilometer-long area and condensed on the tip of the spear, as if every move was moving long rivers of blood.
The headmaster of Dali Nanshan Academy is an old man with gray hair. Facing the evil-minded Li Xiaocang, he is neither sad nor happy. He has no weapons in his hands and stretches out his old fingers and taps forward gently. The world seems to be peaceful.
As he threw a stone into the water with one finger, there was a slight sound of waves, and water ripples visible to the naked eye radiated away, blocking Li Xiaocang's attack.
Immediately afterwards, he pressed down with a gentle hand, and the heaven and earth shook. The shadow of a towering green mountain appeared, and with the terrifying aura of the sky falling, it suppressed Li Xiaocang.
"kill!"
Li Xiaocang smiled ferociously, spears danced, and long rivers of blood surged upwards against the sky with an evil aura, sweeping away the green mountains and destroying them...
They are all strong men in the late stage of True Illusion. Before the myth came out, they could be said to be standing at the pinnacle of the world. When they fought, it could be said that the world was destroyed, the earth was maimed, and the void was distorted. Most people could not even think of getting close.
Participate in the battle.
At their level, without fighting to the death, without external factors, it would be difficult to determine the winner and decide life and death in a short time. After all, everyone has lived long enough, experienced endless dangers, and has endless ways to deal with crises.
But this is a battlefield, not a competition between them. They are all aiming to kill each other. Every move, every move, is full of danger and terror. If you don't pay attention, your life or death will be eliminated.
Except for the six of them, with Luo Xing City as the center, there are dozens of places in the four directions where strong men from both sides of the True Illusion are fighting. Every place where they fight is extremely dangerous. The light of swords is everywhere, and the sky and the earth are full of danger.
It's like being beaten to pieces.
In front of a strong person in the True Intention Realm, he is not in that realm and is as fragile as an ant.
If they attack ordinary soldiers, it will be a one-sided massacre.
There are many masters of true artistic conception in the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, but Dali has also made sufficient preparations, dispatched one after another, and tried every means to stop the enemy's strong men outside the city.
But this is, after all, a battle involving millions of people. Millions of people are scattered in all directions like a vast ocean filling the earth. The battle between the powerful ones in the true artistic conception is only a few dozen eye-catching waves on the entire battlefield.
Two and a half million troops from the Three Kingdoms Alliance rushed towards Falling Star City from all directions, intending to use their numerical superiority to crush the Dali army here.
But there is Dali's Thunder Fire Army on Luo Xing City. Under the overwhelming bombs, it is useless no matter how many enemy troops there are. They will be wiped out if they die. There is no way to win Luo Xing City with their numerical advantage.
Not long after the battle began, it entered a feverish state. Thousands of people died on the battlefield at every moment. The snow-covered ice field was gradually dyed red with blood and gradually covered with broken corpses.
Compared to the hundreds of thousands of casualties suffered by the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, the casualties of soldiers on the Dali side were not many. Even if there were occasional enemy masters who came close to charge, they were only a few after all. There were also masters on the Dali side to deal with it, so they could not afford to overturn it.
What a big wave.
The Dali side has an absolute advantage, but casualties still occur all the time. However, as long as the city is defended and the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms are stopped outside the city, the final victory will belong to the Dali side.
No matter how many people are on the opposite side, as long as there is no true artistic conception to attack Wushuang, how long can ordinary soldiers withstand the baptism of bombs?
The scope of this war involving millions of people is too large. Even if the radius of Yunjing's telekinesis coverage reaches ten kilometers, it cannot completely cover the entire battlefield. He can only try to take into account the battle situations within his telekinesis coverage.
Just like the war outside Nanyang City, within the scope of Yunjing's telepathy, he controlled the enemy's weapons and even everything that could be used, silently causing huge casualties to the enemy. However, the casualties he caused had an impact on the entire
On the battlefield, it is still insignificant, not even as good as a dozen or twenty catapults. After all, each catapult can kill hundreds or even thousands of enemy troops with every mine it throws.
Poof..., the spear in his hand penetrated a late-stage acquired master who rushed up the city wall, raised his hand to lift his body away, and condensed a fireball in the air to kill an enemy early-stage innate master hundreds of meters away.
Yunjing, who was always paying attention to the fight between Qin Antai and the others, felt something in his heart, and he seized the opportunity.
In the distance, thousands of meters away, Li Mingyang and Yuan Poyue fought hard, and both sides flew back. Both of their faces were a little pale, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.
Although he was slightly injured, Yuan Poyue looked ferocious and became more and more crazy as he fought. On the contrary, Li Mingyang still maintained his calm demeanor.
"Li Mingyang, the headmaster of Zhengming Academy in Dali, I know you are indeed powerful. The headmaster of Zhengming Academy, one of the four great palaces in Dali, is truly worthy of his name and is qualified to lead scholars. Unfortunately, you are old and I am in my prime.
How long can you fight with me? You must be reluctant to leave the soldiers of Dali to escape, but if you keep fighting like this, you will die, and I will be seriously injured at most...I...I'm crazy..."
Yuan Poyue, who had distanced himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and started talking to Li Mingyang. It was not that he didn't understand the principle of talking too much, but that both parties were equally divided. Others did not have to worry about it. He said something and used his words to influence Li Mingyang's will.
Very normal.
Most people have no way to deal with him, even getting up close is difficult, but there is another Yunjing who is always watching covetously in the dark.
So, when he started talking, he gathered all his energy and secretly adjusted his breathing to recover from his injuries, Yun Jing used his telekinesis to silently give him a hard blow.
The long stick in Yuan Poyue's hand was made of special materials and weighed dozens of kilograms. Yun Jing controlled it with his mind and suddenly smashed it between his legs!
Yunjing's mental power can exert tens of thousands of kilograms of power. If the stick goes down...
There was a muffled popping sound. It was not loud and could not be heard from a hundred or ten meters away. It seemed to be the sound of breaking eggs.
At that moment, Yuan Poyue's eyes almost bulged out. He couldn't hold the long stick in his hand and fell to the ground. He instantly bent down to cover his lower body with both hands.
It's true that he is in the late stage of Zhenyijing. His body is extremely strong and he is wearing armor, but his long stick is even tougher. With tens of thousands of kilograms of force, it is inevitable that the egg will break if he is not expected. Even though he is so powerful.
The strength, at the moment when the egg was broken, still lost combat effectiveness for a short time.
'The late stage of Zhenyijing is indeed terrifying. A stick with tens of thousands of kilograms of force can break two eggs. If it were a congenital master, even in the late stage of congenital state, such an unexpected stick would definitely break the bones and tendons.
Die,' Yunjing couldn't help but mutter in his heart after the sneak attack.
At the same time, how could Li Mingyang fail to seize this fleeting opportunity?
When Yuan Poyue subconsciously reached out to cover his lower body, his figure appeared behind him in a flash. Even though Yuan Poyue reacted in an instant, he was half a beat too slow to resist despite the pain of breaking the egg.
Pfft...
Li Mingyang swung the long sword in his hand, and the sharp edge of the sword flashed, and Yuan Poyue's head was separated from his body!
He is a powerful person in the late stage of True Reality. He can be said to be standing at the pinnacle of the world. He traveled thousands of miles to support Dajiang, but he just handed over his life here...
Li Mingyang himself was a little confused when he cut off Yuan Poyue's head with a sword. Even though he had lived for more than a hundred years, he had encountered enemies ranging from one thousand to eight hundred. No one had ever shown such a serious expression when fighting him.
of flaws.
His previous move to kill Yuan Poyue was purely subconscious and he took action instinctively, his body movements even faster than his thoughts.
After killing Yuan Poyue, he realized that he had killed him...
"This makes absolutely no sense. Why did he hit himself on the lower part with a stick at that moment? Was he crazy?"
Li Mingyang had many questions in his mind. This matter was not that simple, but he couldn't figure out why this happened.
But this was not the time to think so much. He suppressed the doubts in his heart for a moment, wielded his sword alone, and inspected the battlefield. Then his figure flashed back to the headmaster of Nanshan Academy. He first joined forces to kill Li Xiaocang, and then Then cooperate with Qin Antai to kill Ji Xiaofeng!
The cultivation strength of the mountain chief of Nanshan Academy is already on par with Li Xiaocang, but with the addition of Li Mingyang, it is not as simple as one plus one equals two. Suddenly Li Xiaocang is at an absolute disadvantage. At the same time, Facing two masters of the same level, he was in danger and under great pressure. If he didn't pay attention, he would be killed.
Li Mingyang's joining made Li Xiaocang's heart freeze, and then he saw Yuan Poyue's body.
died?
He couldn't believe it.
At this moment, facing two masters of the same level at the same time, he had already begun to think about retreating and did not want to lose his life in vain.
However, how could Li Mingyang give him a chance to escape? Li Mingyang and the headmaster of Nanshan Academy have been friends for many years. The two of them knew each other tacitly and cooperated with each other, blocking all Li Xiaocang's escape routes.
Li Xiaocang's heart was confused, and he devoted himself to dealing with Li Mingyang and the two.
Then Yunjing took action again, and Li Xiaocang was thrown into chaos. It can be said that there were opportunities for Yunjing to take action everywhere.
When Li Xiaocang forced Li Mingyang back to deal with the headmaster of Nanshan Academy, one of his hairs was controlled by Yun Jing's mind, and it stabbed into his ear hole like a needle.
This strand of hair would definitely not be able to kill Li Xiaocang, a strong person in the late stage of True Illusion, and it would even be difficult to damage his eardrum. However, under the stimulation of his strand of hair, Li Xiaocang's eardrum hurt and he was slightly distracted.
The result was this moment of distraction. No one else was there, and the headmaster of Nanshan Academy pointed his finger at the center of his eyebrow. Under that finger, his head was almost broken, and his consciousness went blank for a moment. Then, Li Mingyang seized this opportunity and pierced his heart with a sword, shattering his internal organs.
As a result, Li Xiaocang, who came to support Dajiang from the Golden Wolf Dynasty, also died...
Li Mingyang and the headmaster of Nanshan Academy glanced at each other subconsciously, both knowing that something was fishy. However, they had no time to figure out what was fishy at this time. They suppressed their doubts and looked at Ji Xiaofeng, who was fighting Qin Antai.
Nodding slightly, the two of them joined forces to kill...
There was no suspense in the next battle. Ji Xiaofeng faced three strong men of the same level at the same time, and Yun Jing silently stumbled him through the air. After holding on for half a quarter of an hour, he was defeated by Qin Antai and the others. Cut the body into pieces directly!
With the death of these three, all the commanders of the Three Kingdoms Alliance have fallen!
Although the war involving millions of people affected an extremely wide area, the three commanders were the focus of countless people's attention. With the death of these three people, the minds of the Northern Three Kingdoms Allied Forces were in chaos.
"Although I don't know where the problem lies, business matters are important at this time. There are few people on the battlefield who can match our level of joining forces in pairs. Next, we will separate, support all parties, and kill as many high-level enemy troops as possible. Wait for Until all the enemy's top brass are killed, their army will kill as many as they can!" Qin Antai's mind flashed and he quickly made a decision and said to Li Mingyang and Li Mingyang.
"We can't control the battle situation as well as General Qin. Since General Qin said so, we will do it," the headmaster of Nanshan Academy said with a smile. Although he looked kind-hearted, his expression when he looked at the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms was inexplicably cold.
As a scholar, he has always been brooding over Master Chen's death and could not avenge Master Chen, but he did not mind killing more people from the Dajiang Dynasty.
"Well, let's take action." Li Mingyang nodded slightly, then flashed his sword and went elsewhere.
The situation has developed to this point. It has only been a few hours since the war started. The battle situation between the two sides has already taken an irreversible tilt!
Although the army of the Dali Dynasty was still surrounded in Luoxing City, with the death of the enemy commander, the morale of the Northern Three Kingdoms Allied Forces was in chaos, and the chaos was out of control.
There was blood everywhere, and Qin Antai and the others traveled to many places, joining forces with others to kill the enemy's true artistic conception masters one by one. Sometimes, on the way to other places, the enemy's innate stage was easily wiped out...
"Retreat, withdraw the troops!"
Dong dong dong...
Although the casualties of the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces in the north have not reached half, as the generals with high-end combat capabilities died one by one, the war has become irreversible. If the Leihuo Army cannot defeat Luo Xing City where the Leihuo Army is stationed, there is no point in continuing to fight. It will only be a waste of death.
.
As a last resort, those in charge of the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces ordered the withdrawal of troops.
When this order was issued, you can imagine how painful they were. The Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, consisting of 2.5 million people, not only failed to capture Falling Star City, but suffered less than half of the casualties. Even the commanders of the three armies were dead.
If the war ends like this, what kind of punishment you will receive is secondary. After this war, the three northern countries will become the laughingstock of the world.
In the era of cold weapons, the war was fought like this. This withdrawal was, to put it bluntly, a rout...
"Kill, the whole army attacks!"
Seeing that the enemy army was defeated, Qin Antai immediately issued a decisive order, and his voice spread throughout the countryside.
After he gave the order, he did not give up the opportunity to beat the drowned dog. He and the senior leaders of the Dali side dispersed in all directions to hunt down the enemy's top leaders, killing as many as they could. Each additional kill would weaken the enemy's strength.
The four walls of Falling Star City were opened, and the Dali troops inside swarmed out, chasing the defeated enemy troops. Blood and bones filled the ground...
The war started in the morning, and the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces were defeated before noon. Dali's army pursued them all the way for more than a hundred miles, killing hundreds of thousands of enemy troops. In the end, the Northern Three Kingdoms Allied Forces defeated less than 700,000 from all sides.
!
I don’t know how many years this kind of achievement will be remembered.
There is a saying that you should not pursue the enemy when you are poor. In the afternoon, the main force of the defeated enemy army fled to a state city. Qin Antai ordered the entire army to stop and stop the pursuit.
After chasing them all the way, the soldiers were trapped and exhausted, so it was really not suitable to continue to attack the city and expand the victory.
"Regulate the army, withdraw to Luo Xing City, tally the results and losses, repair for three days, divide the troops into three groups, and target the capital of Dajiang!"
Qin Antai glanced at the Dajiang Prefecture in front and ordered.
After three days, come back and capture this city.
After this battle, the Dajiang Dynasty would never be able to organize an effective resistance in a short period of time until the gate of Dajiang Capital.
At this moment, an inexplicable aura filled the world, and all the Dali soldiers, including Qin Antai, subconsciously looked at the city not far away.
There, there is an inexplicable aura that attracts everyone's eyes and attention.
"Why……"
A slight sigh sounded in the city. The sound was not loud, but it spread in all directions. The tone of the voice made anyone feel helpless.
"The Dali Dynasty is almost over. Just stop here and let those who are in charge of you speak out."
Following that slight sigh, such a sentence came again in the city, but this sentence was said so calmly that no one could hear the change of emotion.
Qin Antai and others' hearts froze, and they subconsciously looked at each other with complicated emotions.
The mythical realm of Dajiang Dynasty can't sit still anymore. Although it hasn't appeared yet, the meaning is obvious. The farce is almost over here.
Yes, to the mythical realm, everything that happened before was just a farce!
Facing the mythical realm, who dares to make a mistake if it is not at that level?
