Looking at the battlefield on the ground, one million troops are fighting against one million troops, and the battle is still tense.
There is no way, the commanders are all fighting in the void, and there is no one to direct the battlefield below, so the excitement of the fight is a ghost.
"Don't be afraid of these barbarians, their equipment is not very good either!"
"Coming out to fight while wearing animal skins is simply asking for death!"
"That's right. After all, we still have a few sticks!"
The morale of the monk army in Yin Yang Valley is not very good, but fortunately they have learned to compare it with the southern barbarian army opposite.
After all, the Nanman army looked very poor.
"You are almost naked, but you still have the time to laugh at others?"
"It seems it's time for them to see what weapons and armor are!"
After hearing this, the Nanman army stopped fighting on the spot.
You guys are so poor that you can't wait for two of you to wear a pair of pants, but you still have the leisure to laugh at others?
Is it called poverty when we wear animal skins? It’s called fashion!
Next, the Nanman army consciously withdrew back and was replaced by an army of ten thousand people.
This force of ten thousand people is the elite selected by Ye Luo from among the Nanman and Ancient Yue.
The purpose is also very simple, that is to wear the Panlong Vine Armor and Longyuan Sword!
As a result, ten thousand people, wearing Panlong Vine Armor and holding Longyuan Swords in their hands, rushed forward in neat steps!
The coiled dragon vine armor on their bodies shone brightly, as if there was golden light lingering on it!
The Longyuan swords in their hands were glowing with light, and seemed to be able to cut off everything in the world!
Gudong!
Seeing this, the enemy army was suddenly shocked into silence. During the silence, someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the sound was clear and harsh.
"This...what kind of army is this?"
"The equipment is too sophisticated. What kind of armor is that? What kind of sword is that?"
"In such a comparison, the monk army in Yin Yang Valley is extremely weak."
The enemy troops were shocked and talking a lot.
The focus of their attention was naturally the Yin Yang Valley army at the forefront.
Didn't you just say that the Southern Barbarians are poor? Now you're here to slap me in the face.
"They are all just showy, don't be afraid of them!"
"Come on, this vine armor doesn't look very good at all. I can stab him to death with just one stick!"
Seeing this, the Yin Yang Valley army forcibly boosted their energy, and then launched a charge!
It's really a death wish.
It has to be said that the army of monks in Yin Yang Valley at this time is only supported by courage.
Otherwise, it would have fallen apart long ago!
"I'll stab you to death..."
Then, a monk from Yin Yang Valley picked up the wooden stick in his hand and stabbed it hard.
Not surprisingly, it couldn't be penetrated at all.
Not only could it not penetrate, the tip of the wooden stick evened it out!
Good guy, I spent a lot of time whittling the stick for several days, and then it was flattened in one go!
"drink!"
Some people even didn't even have wooden sticks and just hit them with their fists.
The result is no surprise.
There was nothing wrong with the Panlong Vine Armor, but this man's fist bones exploded on the spot!
ah…
Suddenly, there were endless screams, all coming from the people of Yin Yang Valley.
"Everyone, get out of the way and let me come!"
"I have a sword in my hand, let me chop them to death."
Then, a few slightly wealthier Yin Yang Valley monks rushed over with killing swords in their hands.
However, the grade of this killing sword is not generally low.
It's only a little taller than an ordinary sword, and it's worthy of entering the ranks of spiritual weapons.
The Tengjia Army said nothing and were not in a hurry to attack. They just looked at them coldly.
"drink!"
The monk from Yin Yang Valley shouted angrily, and slashed out with a sword, with a cold light, striking the Coiling Dragon Vine Armor.
Click!
With a crisp sound, the killing sword broke, and the fracture was so neat that for someone who didn't know, it felt like it had been cut off by some sharp weapon.
"This...this is a slap in the face."
"What kind of armor is this? How can it be so strong?"
Seeing this, everyone was shocked.
Although the level of the killing sword is not high, it is still a killing sword.
How come he was cut off by himself when he struck down with a sword?
What kind of armor is this? It looks ordinary, but why is it so powerful?
Kill! Kill! Kill!
However, the Tengjia Army and the Yuejia Army did not give them too much time to think.
Ten thousand soldiers wearing Panlong Vine Armor and holding Longyuan Swords have already launched a charge.
"We also have battle armor!"
"Isn't my leather armor much more powerful than your rattan armor?"
"We have more people, they only have 10,000 people equipped, destroy them!"
Seeing this, the Yin Yang Valley monk army has not yet completely felt fear.
They are still lucky.
He also believes that the advantage in numbers can offset the disadvantages in equipment.
Unfortunately, they thought wrong.
And it's dead wrong.
The power of Panlong Vine Armor and Longyuan Sword cannot be compared with simple numerical superiority.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
The next moment, the scene became very bloody.
The leather armor that the Yin Yang Valley monks consider to be strong is no different from tofu in front of Long Yuan Sword.
One sword at a time, it’s simply not too satisfying.
Sometimes if you use more force, you can strike two with one sword.
Such an offensive instantly shocked the enemy.
All the enemy troops were dumbfounded.
There is still a battle between two armies, it is clearly a unilateral massacre!
And it was the kind of massacre without the ability to resist!
There was blood on the ground, and the situation in the void was not much better.
Ye Luo and Yin Yang Zhenren had fought for hundreds of rounds. Although Yin Yang Zhenren had the upper hand, they could never defeat Ye Luo.
At this time, Ye Luo was covered in blood and swaying, as if he was about to fall from the void at any time.
However, he just doesn't fall and becomes more courageous as he fights!
"You go to hell!"
Yin Yang Zhenren is fully equipped with all his firepower, and all he needs to do is use the forbidden secret technique.
However, the half-saint's pride prevented him from using the forbidden secret technique for the time being.
Against a monk from the fifth level of the Great Emperor, forget it if you can't defeat him in hundreds of rounds, but he still has to use forbidden secret techniques, which is simply embarrassing.
"With this little strength, you really can't be called an ancestor of a sect."
Ye Luo sneered coldly, and the Yin-Yang halberd flew up and down in his hand, shattering the void, and also beating the Yin-Yang master back continuously!
Ye Luo's offensive was really powerful, and he almost killed Yin Yang Master several times.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Above the void, Master Yin Yang kept retreating. Every time he took a step back, the void beneath his feet would shatter.
Not only that, the halberd in Ye Luo's hand struck Yin Yang Zhenren's body several times, leaving him bloody and bloody, making him look like an evil ghost.
"Ye Luo, you forced me to do this!"
Master Yin Yang shouted angrily and immediately activated the forbidden secret technique.
Yes, he finally let go of his semi-saint pride.
It's shameful to be embarrassed, even so, he will destroy Ye Luo!
"Oh my God, what did I see? The ancestor opened a forbidden secret technique?"
"No way. Isn't it true that Ye Luo's cultivation level is only at the fifth level of the Great Emperor Realm? How difficult is it for the ancestor to deal with him?"
On the ground, a Yin-Yang Valley disciple raised his hand inadvertently, and his scalp went numb in shock.
Is that still their ancestor Yin Yang Zhenren?
The ancestor who was nearly invincible in their eyes actually used a forbidden secret technique to deal with a great emperor!
Simply appalling!
Looking at the sky above, the Yin Yang master who has activated the forbidden secret technique, his combat power suddenly doubled, every move is fierce, and every move is rushing to kill Ye Luo.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
This time, it was Ye Luo's turn to crush the void, and his blood and bones were dripping.
However, Ye Luo's nine-turn holy body was so overbearing. To him, an injury of this degree was nothing more than a superficial wound.
If he is willing, he can heal himself in an instant!
"Ye Luo, I want you to die!"
Seeing this, Master Yin Yang was ecstatic, and his attack became even more fierce.
His intention couldn't be more obvious.
I'll kill you while you're sick!
"That's all you are!"
Ye Luo snorted coldly and swiped his halberd to drive back Yin Yang Zhenren.
The next moment, the Eight Desolate Divine Marks between his eyebrows suddenly changed their shape.
From the Eight Desolate Divine Patterns to the Qiankun Divine Patterns!
Ye Luo's trump card was finally revealed!
His aura instantly rose to a level.
It even vaguely has the meaning of surpassing Yin Yang Zhenren.
Although Yin Yang's cultivation level is that of a semi-saint, his combat power is not strong among the semi-saints.
Due to his talent, Yin Yang Zhenren has not been able to comprehend any of the holy realm supernatural powers.
So at this time, in front of Ye Luo who had turned on the Qiankun Zhuan, his momentum seemed a little weak.
"This is impossible!?"
Feeling Ye Luo's overwhelming momentum, Master Yin Yang looked stunned, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.
He, a semi-saint, actually felt afraid of a monk from the fifth level of the Great Emperor.
This makes Yin Yang Zhenren unable to believe it no matter what.
"Suffer death."
Ye Luo smiled coldly, crushed the void beneath his feet with one step, and charged towards Master Yin Yang.
"You go to hell!"
Master Yin Yang roared and roared, and immediately pointed his finger at the center of Ye Luo's eyebrows.
This finger penetrated the void, seemingly ignoring the law of time, and was in front of Ye Luo in an instant.
"Back to you!"
Ye Luo refused to dodge, and a black hole suddenly appeared in front of his eyebrows, swallowing the light, and then bounced back!
puff!
All this happened so fast, even with the strength of Yin Yang, he didn't even react, and his shoulder was immediately pierced by the ghostly light!
"this…"
Master Yin Yang was dumbfounded, he had never seen such a move before.
Wasn't it my own finger of light that just pierced my shoulder?
Wasn't this aimed at Ye Luo's eyebrows? Why did it come back!
"war!"
However, Ye Luo didn't give Master Yin Yang time to think, and immediately came up to kill him with his halberd.
Ye Luo, who had turned on the Qiankun Zhuan, had his combat power soared to its peak. Every time the halberd swept across and slashed, it incorporated Liuhe Slash and Bahuang Fist. Its power was so domineering that the Yin Yang Master was unable to lift his head for a moment.
.
"Did I see it wrong? Why was the ancestor suppressed and beaten?"
"Is Ye Luo still a human being? A great emperor of the fifth level, suppressing a half-saint?"
Seeing this, the enemy troops on the ground were once again shocked to the point of being completely bruised.
Regardless of Yin Yang's combat power, he is still a semi-saint.
Those who have higher cultivation than Ye Luo are not even a little bit better.
You know, as you reach the final level of cultivation, the gap between each heaven will be like the difference between heaven and earth!
But this kind of Yin Yang Zhenren was being beaten by Ye Luo at this time.