A battle in the sky can be described as a myriad of events.
The void collapsed.
The mountains outside Baizhan City turned into powder.
The sky was pitch black, as if the sky had collapsed.
Song Hanshan, Ge Shujian, and Granny Hua were like three shocking rainbows, fighting back and forth. The aftermath of the terrifying attack poured down, almost forcing everyone to crawl to the ground.
Lin Huang stared at the three people, looking forward to the outcome of the battle.
And in the sky, the martial saints of the three sects and six palaces were standing on all sides of the void at this moment, forming an extremely terrifying formation, imprisoning the four directions of heaven and earth, and trapping and killing Song Hanshan.
I think they are also majestic martial arts saints of a generation, who can cause mountains to collapse and earth to split with just a single move. They can kill whoever they want. They can only stay on the edge of the battlefield and rely on formations to trap and kill the enemy.
"Brother Shujian, this is all you can do? Don't let me look down on Tanhua Lang, who was the top pick in the rankings back then!"
In the battlefield, Song Hanshan laughed and attacked Wudi. Instead of Yuan Ting Yue Li's calm and indifferent attitude before, there was a touch of madness instead.
The madness of martial arts fighting.
Ge Shujian was also struck with real fire. The spear in his hand was like a dragon, like a peerless general, and he threw countless attack and killing methods at Song Hanshan.
In the sky, everyone joined forces to force the golden-robed Saint King away.
But he couldn't force away Song Hanshan, a double saint who was determined to reach the pinnacle of martial arts in his life, and couldn't let his heart be broken in the slightest.
And Song Hanshan was really invincible in all directions. Facing the joint attack of Ge Shujian and Granny Hua, as well as the formations of several great martial saints from the three sects and six mansions, he actually managed to survive for a while.
Lin Huang frowned slightly.
The Twin Saints Song Hanshan is indeed powerful.
The three-pointer was more powerful than he expected.
…
In the Wutong Courtyard, Song Changling and Tang Xiaoqi looked at the battle in the sky, their eyes a little dazed. It really looked like gods fighting and mortals watching a show.
"Nerd, will Uncle Song be beaten to death?"
Tang Xiaoqi held her chin in her hands and wrinkled her nose.
Song Changling scratched his head, "Probably not... My second uncle had faced the siege of the Eight Holy Kings back then. It's not certain that these people want to kill my second uncle."
"Is he so powerful?"
Tang Xiaoqi was immediately shocked.
At this moment, a gentle voice sounded in the ears of Tang Xiaoqi and Song Changling, "Who is so powerful? Could it be that I am also powerful?"
"Uncle Eleven!"
Not seeing him, Tang Xiaoqi just heard the sound and jumped up from the threshold, her snow-white face full of surprise.
A whirlpool suddenly appeared outside the Wutong Courtyard, and a middle-aged man wearing a fiery red robe slowly walked out of it, with a gentle face.
The eyebrows are handsome.
However, beneath those gentle brows, there was a hint of arrogance that looked down on the powerful in the world.
The middle-aged man looked at the little girl who jumped for joy, squatted down with a smile on his face, and hugged the little girl with a smile, "We meet again, the cute and beautiful little Qi girl!"
"Uncle Eleven, why are you here? Where is my father?"
After Tang Xiaoqi was happy, she began to ask hurriedly, her head diving into the whirlpool where the latter appeared, as if she was looking for another person.
The middle-aged man named Eleven immediately pretended to be a little angry, "What, can't Uncle Eleven come? Your father must come?"
"No!"
Tang Xiaoqi immediately laughed and said, "It's just that Uncle Eleven's level is a little worse than that of dad. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect brother Lin Huang!"
Middle-aged Eleven frowned suddenly and his face became very ugly, "Uncle Eleven is angry. Since you are fine, I will go back!"
Tang Xiaoqi immediately grabbed middle-aged Eleven's hand reluctantly, and said with a smile: "That's not the case, Uncle Eleven, you are only a little worse than daddy! Now... Xiaoqi will give you a candied haws,
Just a little bit is enough!”
With that said, Tang Xiaoqi handed a bunch of candied haws to the eleven middle-aged people.
"That's pretty much it!"
The ugly face of the eleven middle-aged man suddenly turned into a smile, and he opened his mouth to eat the candied haws.
"You are only allowed to eat one, the rest will be left to Brother Lin Huang!"
Seeing the eleven-middle-aged man trying to eat it all in one bite, Tang Xiaoqi suddenly jumped up anxiously.
Middle-aged Eleven was stunned on the spot, neither eating nor not eating, and then asked Tang Xiaoqi, "You crushed the necklace and made Uncle Eleven come here with his waist broken, in order to save this
Lin Huang?"
"Yes!"
Tang Xiaoqi's eyes narrowed into a smile, like a crescent moon, "Uncle Eleven, let me tell you, brother Lin Huang is very kind to me. He bought me candied haws, helped me take revenge, and took me there
Traveling around the world..."
Tang Xiaoqi spoke one by one, but the eleven-year-old middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, looked slightly serious, and grabbed Tang Xiaoqi's arm with both hands, "Xiao Qi, the necklace is used to save your life, every necklace
It can only be used once, how could you just crush it casually! If the elder brother hadn't been tied up, all of the Hundred Battles City might have been massacred!"
"But brother Lin Huang is not someone else, he is my brother Lin Huang!"
Tang Xiaoqi immediately jumped up and retorted with a pout.
The eleven-year-old man's frown deepened, and then he turned to look at the forest wilderness outside the void battlefield, his dark eyes showing a particularly cold look.
"Hey, Uncle Shiyi, you ate Xiaoqi's candied haws and you came here, so help Xiaoqi. Don't you like Aunt Xuanxuan? Xiaoqi will help you!"
Tang Xiaoqi patted her chest and promised.
Outside the Wutong Courtyard, the eleventh-year-old's cold eyes gradually became suspicious, and then he asked: "Where are you, brother Lin Huang, from?"
"Ah...I don't know!"
Tang Xiaoqi shook his head and said.
The eleven middle-aged man immediately put his hand on his forehead. The little girl was really a tiger. She didn't even know the details of the other party, so she casually crushed the necklace.
God knows how worried the little girl's mother was when she left the clan.
"Uncle Eleven, can you help me?"
Tang Xiaoqi saw that middle-aged Eleven had remained silent, and immediately shook the latter's arm and begged.
At this moment, the eleven-middle-aged man turned his attention to the battle in the void, and his face suddenly looked a little ugly, "Double Saint Song Hanshan, Territory Lord Tower Brother Shu Jian, Xingtian Temple Hua Xianruo..."
I met three holy kings all at once.
Plus a group of martial saints.
The eleven middle-aged man polished his palms and said softly to Tang Xiaoqi: "Stay well here!"
With that said, the eleven middle-aged man stepped forward and flew into the sky in an instant.
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In the void, Song Hanshan's white clothes rustled like a Shura, fighting elegantly and crazily from all directions. Facing the surrounding siege, his aura became stronger every time.
Then, Song Hanshan slashed out with another sword, causing a line of blood to shoot out from a distance in the void, and then the murderous aura shot out. The latter was like a shocking rainbow shooting out, penetrating the formation that trapped and killed him.
It is the killing god who cuts with his sword.
Ge Shujian and Granny Hua both frowned. They saw Song Hanshan was like a meteor in the sky and earth, killing the forest wilderness again, with a palm as huge as a mountain, pressing down.
Keng!
Just as the giant mountain-like palm fell, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the forest wilderness, blocking the giant palm.
I saw that figure standing proudly in the sky, blocking Song Hanshan's palm with just one finger.
Song Hanshan frowned, then stepped back and stared at the eleven middle-aged men thoughtfully, "Who are you?"
"You don't need to know this, I'm just entrusted by others!"
The eleven middle-aged man smiled coldly.
At this moment, Qingtian City Lord Lu Donghuang suddenly appeared, staring at the eleven middle-aged men with cold eyes, "Qingtian City does not welcome members of the Southern Tang family!"
The eleven middle-aged man frowned slightly, and then sneered: "Lu Donghuang, don't be ungrateful. My eldest brother didn't show up, so I already gave you a lot of face!"
Lu Donghuang's eyes narrowed, and the spear in his hand buzzed.
"Donghuang!"
Pei Xiufu suddenly spoke, and the moment he spoke, he suppressed the anger in Lu Donghuang's heart.
Then, Pei Xiufu turned to look at middle-aged Eleven and said calmly: "This time, I owe the Southern Tang family a favor!"
When the eleven middle-aged man faced Lu Donghuang, his expression was cold, but when he faced Pei Xiufu, his expression became somewhat respectful, "Master Pei, you are so polite. Although eldest brother has not stepped into Taixuan Realm for many years, he has always been in his heart.
I'm worried about Master Pei. Moreover, Shi Yi came here because of Xiao Qi!"
"Nantang Eleven of the Nantang Family?"
In the void, Song Hanshan suddenly became interested. He rolled up his sleeves and robes, and his fighting spirit became more intense. "Although we have not been able to fight against the Southern Tang Dynasty, I might be able to fight you, which is not bad. Since you all have to protect your
Lin Huang, it depends on whether you have this ability!