Nangong Wan'er's potential seems to have no bottom line.
She killed many, many people, but the Western Legion on the opposite side was really outnumbered.
But sometimes there is really no use in large numbers. In Nangong Wan'er's view, there is no one who can fight.
So after fighting for less than half an hour, everyone suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Of the hundreds of people in the Eastern Legion, more than 200 people died in total, but they also killed more than 300 people. Looking at the Western Legion, there were originally more than a thousand people, but now there are less than 500 people.
Nangong Wan'er alone killed at least 800 people.
What is this concept?
She alone killed more than twice as many people as all the people behind her combined.
A group of ninjas are dead.
Nangong Wan'er targeted them first, because they were the greatest threat. Of course, Nangong Wan'er also paid the price. She now has at least ten injuries on her body, two of which are quite serious.
But she was like an undefeated God of War, and her fighting power was not affected at all.
As for the magicians, they were eliminated as soon as they appeared today. It's not that they are not strong, but they were targeted. With Nangong Wan'er taking action, no one can protect them.
The Western Army was defeated!
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people died under Nangong Wan'er's sword.
The remaining few hundred people were finally scared.
"rut!"
A group of people fled in all directions.
Nangong Wan'er roared angrily: "Kill, no one will be spared!"
She and the others rushed out, and with one swing of her sword, more than ten people died under her sword, and their heads flew out.
Then, a group of Eastern monks, led by Nangong Wan'er, hunted everywhere.
After a while, no less than two hundred people of the Western Legion died, but in the end more than three hundred people escaped without a trace.
Why do they want to stay and fight to the death?
All because of the threat of the Invincible Immortal.
But if they continue to fight now, there is only one way to die. Originally, they wanted to grind Nangong Wan'er to death, but now it seems that it is of no use. Nangong Wan'er is really invincible. Even if she suffers so many injuries, she still fights.
His strength does not diminish, but he becomes more courageous as he fights.
What a fart fight then.
This is to die.
No chance of winning.
A group of monks from the Eastern Legion stood behind Nangong Wan'er, and many of them were injured.
"Miss Nangong, it's almost done. Why don't we go back first? You'll be injured."
A strong man in the late stage of the psychic realm said carefully.
There was no one present who did not respect Nangong Wan'er.
Because Nangong Wan'er is really too strong.
Not only was his cultivation strong, but his willpower was so strong that he persisted in killing so many people despite suffering so many injuries.
"Go back? Why go back?"
Nangong Wan'er said with murderous intent: "You should retreat first, I will kill some more people."
After saying that, she swayed and walked towards the military camp in the distance.
The group of monks behind him all looked at each other in shock.
No way, you still want to attack ordinary people?
This seems a little inappropriate.
In their eyes, the opponent of a cultivator is a cultivator. To deal with ordinary people, it is a bit pricey. Also, don't underestimate ordinary people, they also have powerful weapons. Du Qingchen is a lesson learned from the past.
"Let's go, let's go ahead."
Someone said.
A group of people began to fly away into the distance and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Nangong Wan'er has arrived above the military camp, and the troops below have made preparations, with all guns and cannons aimed at Nangong Wan'er.
Nangong Wan'er snorted coldly and slashed downwards with her sword.
A huge sword light appeared above everyone's heads.
boom!
An area of 500 meters in radius was directly razed to the ground. Countless soldiers and officers were killed by this sword, and not even their bodies were left.
And Nangong Wan'er's sword also made her own injuries more serious.
But she was still upset, and was about to draw her sword again, but suddenly, she stopped and looked into the distance.
A young man walked out of the void.
"You are indeed not dead yet!"
Nangong Wan'er looked at Du Qingfeng with a strong murderous look in her eyes.
"Wan'er, why, do you have to go against me? You are my fiancée. You are my woman. Let's go. I will take you away from here. From now on, you will follow me!"
Du Qingfeng said with a smile.
"If you are not him, you don't have to act for me anymore."
Nangong Wan'er said.
Du Qingfeng was stunned and said: "I didn't expect that he would even tell you this secret. Well, in this case, I can only kill you."
"Come and fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Wan'er slashed towards Du Qingfeng with a sword.
Du Qingfeng punched out.
The sword light collapsed, and Nangong Wan'er's body flew back, a full thousand feet away.
She spurted out a mouthful of blood, the sword in her hand was broken, her right arm was cracked, and her dress was dyed red with blood.
Du Qingfeng walked slowly and crossed in front of Nangong Wan'er in one step. The distance between the two was only a hundred meters.
"You can't beat me!"
A sword appeared again in Nangong Wan'er's left hand: "Then we have to fight too!"
"He died. I want to die with him, right?" Du Qingfeng said with a smile: "Okay, I can help you and let you go down there and be a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks."
But at this moment, Du Qingfeng's expression changed, his body swayed, and he flew towards the sky, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
And where he originally stood, a woman appeared.
Woman in black robe.
She said to herself: "Hey, I was here just now."
Then, she turned her head and glanced at Nangong Wan'er.
Nangong Wan'er saw the face of the woman in black robe, but she didn't have any surprised expression, just a little curious, because she felt the power of the woman in black robe. That kind of power made her feel desperate, as if the other party
It only takes one move to kill her. Even at her peak, she would never be able to take three moves from the opponent.
The woman in black robe's eyes suddenly became a little struggling.
"He is not dead, you can go back."
Suddenly, she said to Nangong Wan'er.
Nangong Wan'er's face changed drastically, and she said in shock: "Do you know he is not dead?"
"He will not die that easily."
After the woman in black robe finished speaking, she added: "But, I don't like you."
After saying that, she suddenly flashed away into the distance and disappeared without a trace.
Nangong Wan'er froze on the spot.
He's not dead?
He didn't die?
At this moment, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her body shook and she almost fell.
All this time, she had been relying on the despair in her chest to hold on. This time, she was not prepared to go back alive.
But now that Du Qingchen is still alive, she no longer has to seek death.
But now she is at the end of her strength and unable to fight.
Glancing at the coalition garrison below, Nangong Wan'er's voice resounded throughout the audience: "At dawn tomorrow, if you don't withdraw your troops, I will kill you all!"
Nangong Wan'er turned around and left, disappearing into the horizon.
In a basement below, a group of generals looked at each other and said nothing.
After a while, someone said: "Let's join the Zhe Army."