Meng Yidao beheaded Merleg, and scholar Li, Hong Xiao, and He Qingsong followed Meng Yidao and returned to fight.
Merleg was killed, and other barbarians continued to climb up the mountain. Thousands of barbarians dispersed, and Meng Yidao and the four men pursued them very slowly.
"No, Martial Saint is here."
Scholar Li Wang saw Yue Ling coming with 20,000 elite ghost soldiers, and Wu Sheng flew in quickly, and he screamed in fright.
Hong Xiao and He Qingsong were both frightened. They could deal with the barbarian ghost soldiers, but letting them fight against the Martial Saint would be tantamount to death.
Meng Yidao was chasing Barbarian when Wu Sheng came to kill him, and he felt strong pressure.
Turning his head to look to the north, a shadow flashed towards him quickly. Meng Yidao guessed that the person coming was either a martial saint or a ghost girl.
"It's time for me to die!"
The fear of death surged in Meng Yidao's heart, and his hands trembled slightly.
But instead of running away, he suddenly seemed to have a sense of seeing through.
I have been wandering around in rivers and lakes for half my life, but life is just like this.
Standing on the edge of death, all the past flashed and disappeared in my mind, leaving only the last thought.
What is the purpose of practicing martial arts? Do you act chivalrously and do justice?
No, I started practicing martial arts just to become stronger and challenge stronger people.
When you get here, no matter whether the person is a martial saint or a ghost girl, you have to fight with a sword to feel the power of the strongest one.
Even if you die, you have to give it a try!
Taking in a breath slowly, Meng Yidao smiled happily, raised the giant blade, and flew towards the shadow.
When Scholar Li and the other two saw the Martial Saint coming, they all chose to retreat.
There is no shame in doing this, the person coming here is a Martial Saint, the top master.
"He's crazy!"
Hong Xiao turned around and saw Meng Yidao rushing towards Wu Sheng. The three of them stopped at the same time and looked at him in shock.
When the soldiers on the ridge saw Meng Yida killing Merleg, they burst into cheers.
Finally, a warrior dared to rush out to fight.
However, they immediately saw the ghost army charging and some masters killing Meng Yidao.
When Wu Sheng flew towards Meng Yidao, Meng Yidao also rushed towards Wu Sheng.
Wu Sheng was very surprised. Apart from Long Chen and the Empress, there was actually a third person in the world who dared to rush towards him.
Is he crazy, or is he really awesome?
Meng Yidao had never fought against Wu Sheng, and Wu Sheng had never paid attention to this insignificant warrior.
When Meng Yidao attacked with a giant blade, Wu Sheng didn't know the depth of Meng Yidao. He only had a black blade in his hand, and Wu Sheng slashed at Meng Yidao hard.
Seeing Wu Sheng Hei Yue, Meng Yidao's heart was as calm as water, without any distracting thoughts. He slashed at Wu Sheng with the giant blade in his hand, with a very pure and simple movement.
Black Moon collided with the giant blade, and the Martial Saint didn't know the depth of Meng Yida's sword. Black Moon used enough strength, and the true energy exploded, and the giant blade was instantly shattered.
The giant blade, as thick and wide as a door panel, was instantly blown open by the black moon. Meng Yidao felt like his hands were useless, and the shock wave flew back with his body, and he had no strength to resist anymore.
"This is the power of a true master. The Martial Saint is really powerful!"
Meng Yidao knew that he could no longer fight, but he was very happy. He died under the Wusheng Sword. This was the most perfect ending in life.
The moment the giant blade shattered, Black Moon was rebounded by the shock, and Wu Sheng retreated slightly.
"Real realm?"
After one blow, Wu Sheng tried out Meng Yida's cultivation level and knew that the person who came had only the cultivation level of the real realm.
However, his true cultivation level actually dared to rush towards him and even knock him back.
Scholar Li watched helplessly as Meng Yidao smashed into the snow at the foot of the mountain. When it hit the ground, the violent impact exploded the surrounding snow, causing a burst of snow mist to rise.
"Meng Yidao..."
Hong Xiao shouted, and He Qingsong was awakened by the shout and immediately pulled Hong Xiao and ran back.
Meng Yidao was dead. They couldn't save him, so there was no need to rush over and die.
The wisest choice is to retreat and wait for Long Chen's reinforcements.
Except for Long Chen and the Empress, no one is the opponent of the Martial Saint. They don't want to die.
Scholar Li was also awakened by the shouts and cursed: "I'm tired of living!"
After scolding, scholar Li retreated helplessly. He would not risk his life to save others.
Yue Ling charged forward with 20,000 ghost soldiers. Meng Yidao had been defeated by Wu Sheng. There was no other general in front to stop him. It was easy to break through the first line of defense.
Wu Sheng slowly landed at the foot of the mountain, and Meng Yidao lay quietly in the snow. He was not dead yet.
"What's your name?"
Wu Sheng looked at Meng Yidao coldly.
Meng Yidao looked at Wu Sheng, the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He wanted to say his name, but couldn't because he was too seriously injured.
"You are very good. You dare to rush towards me in a mere real state."
Lifting up the Black Moon, Wu Sheng said: "This is my famous weapon, called Black Moon. I will use it to send you on your way!"
The Martial Saints will give due respect to the brave men on the battlefield.
Meng Yidao looked pleased, he got what he wanted.
Seek benevolence and get benevolence, that's all.
Meng Yidao slowly closed his eyes and waited for the black moon to set.
"Um?"
Wu Sheng suddenly made a surprised sound. When Meng Yidao opened his eyes, Wu Sheng had disappeared.
On the ridge.
A green shadow passed through the white snow and stabbed the ghost girl in the distance. After Wu Sheng discovered it, he immediately raised his knife and chased after the green shadow.
Yue Ling rushed forward with 20,000 elite ghost soldiers. When the green shadow fell from the ridge, Yue Ling also noticed it.
Qingying's speed was extremely fast, like falling to the ground, and with unparalleled power, he crashed into the back of the formation, where the ghost girl was.
Yue Ling was startled and immediately flew up, chasing the cyan shadow.
The ghost girl was behind the formation and slowly walked towards the foot of the mountain.
The elites of the ghost clan are charging forward, the martial saint has already come out, and the ghost girl is calm and calm.
When the cyan shadow came, the ghost girl had already guessed who it was.
Except for Long Chen, no one can have such speed.
"Little thief!"
There was only one flying shadow, and the ghost girl was not afraid of Long Chen.
Pulling out the fish bone sword, the ghost girl faced the cyan shadow and killed her.
Wu Sheng raised the black moon and was about to send Meng Yidao on his way when a cyan shadow suddenly appeared and stabbed directly in the direction of the ghost girl. Wu Sheng immediately raised his sword and chased after her.
The fish bone sword stabbed away, a cold star appeared, Long Chen appeared, the storm sword was drawn out, and stabbed at the ghost girl.
Long Chen and Ghost Girl were the top experts. They clashed at extremely fast speeds. The fish bone sword and the storm sword faced each other. The moment they came into contact, it was like two planets colliding. The true energy spread out, and the air was compressed and then regenerated.
Exploded, the shock wave spread in a spherical shape, and the ghost soldiers under his feet instantly turned into powder.
Just as Yue Ling caught up, a huge shock wave knocked her away, leaving her completely out of control.
Wu Sheng chased after him, and when the shock wave exploded, Wu Sheng also felt his face numb, as if he was blocked outside.
The Martial Saint roared loudly, and Black Moon moved forward to split the air wall and kill behind Long Chen.
Just after the aftermath, the blizzard exploded from the middle, and the sky was filled with blizzards covering the world.
Long Chen and the ghost girl attacked with all their strength at the same time. The blizzard was huge this time, and tens of thousands of ghost soldiers around them were enveloped in it. The ghost soldiers felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark for an instant.
Wu Sheng broke through the blizzard and reached the ghost girl's side, but Long Chen had disappeared.
"Where are the people?"
Wu Sheng looked around but did not see Long Chen. The ghost girl said: "Leave!"
Just after the blow, Long Chen didn't strike a second time. The ghost girl couldn't feel Long Chen's breath, so she must have left.
Wu Sheng suddenly realized that Long Chen had just gone straight to the ghost girl, not to sneak attack on the ghost girl, but to save Meng Yidao.
If Long Chen went straight to Meng Yida, he would definitely be too late. Wu Sheng was right next to him, and the black moon had already been raised. As long as it fell, Meng Yida would be finished.
Therefore, Long Chen adopted the method of surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao, and went straight to the ghost girl. Wu Sheng was worried that the ghost girl could not stop him, so he would definitely give up Meng Yidao.
Things happened just as Long Chen expected, Wu Sheng left Meng Yidao behind and returned to the ghost girl's aid.
