"Haha...it's just a wild volley, how can it be compared with me? That's a shame for him."
Wan Jianxiong made a very disdainful sound while waving his war sword to fight with the Kunlun Ancient Sword.
"In front of me, you are no different from Ye Lingkong, you are also a waste." Du Ning said.
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."
Wan Jianxiong was really laughed out of Du Ning's face, "If I am a waste and you, as a human lord, can do nothing to me, then who are you? Aren't you even worse than a waste like me?"
"Who said I can't help you?"
Du Ning waved his sleeves, and a huge amount of Haoran's righteous energy burst out and landed on the Kunlun Ancient Sword, exuding an extremely fierce aura.
"boom!"
As a clear sound came, the powerful force instantly knocked Wan Jianxiong back. The hand holding the sword couldn't stop shaking, and a clear sword mark appeared on the blade.
"No...impossible! How can your ancient sword be so powerful!"
Wan Jianxiong exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.
"Sending you on your way."
Du Ning opened his mouth and recited a war poem: "I have an ancient sword named Kunlun. It kills traitors and eradicates the treacherous people in the world. The mountains and rivers are filled with righteousness, and I don't teach evil things to stain the world."
The power of Kunlun Ancient Sword surged, turning into a bright silver sword light and striking directly at Wan Jianxiong's head.
"Hmph! Do you think you are the only one with a special move? I also have a special move!"
Not to be outdone, Wan Jianxiong suddenly roared and concentrated all his strength on his sword.
"cut!"
Wan Jianxiong struck out with his sword, with a crazy sneer on his face. This was his most powerful sword. He had once used this sword to kill fellow fourth-level geniuses instantly, making him invincible and unbeatable.
If the enemy is Meng Jingtian, there may be a possibility of blocking this move. After all, Meng Jingtian comes from the Yasheng family and has been famous for a long time.
But Du Ning is a newly promoted scholar, and Haoran's righteousness is limited. He absolutely does not believe that Du Ning's cultivation level can withstand it.
"boom!"
The two sides clashed again and resonated fiercely.
The smile on Wan Jianxiong's lips became brighter, as if he had seen himself repelling the Kunlun Ancient Sword, then taking advantage of the situation to break through Du Ning's defense, and behead Du Ning with one swing of his sword.
Then there was a "click", which suddenly brought Wan Jianxiong back to reality from his fantasy.
His battle sword suffered a huge attack and broke suddenly.
"This is impossible!"
Wan Jianxiong roared loudly, his eyes were about to burst, and his face was full of disbelief.
At the same time, the silver sword light passed by Wan Jianxiong's neck, and a huge head flew out, and fell from the air with the body.
Wan Jianxiong was killed in battle!
"Ha ha……"
Meng Jingtian laughed loudly and said to Du Ning: "What a great song "Ode to the Sword of Kunlun". Du Jun's ancient Kunlun sword is truly unparalleled in the world, and its reputation is well-deserved. Meng is willing to fall behind."
"Mr. Meng, you're welcome."
Du Ning did not dare to show off in front of the Yasheng family, so he responded politely immediately.
"Well done!"
Xue Shijing was extremely impressed and shouted loudly: "On Danlong Mountain, Mr. Meng killed Ye Lingkong. In front of the two armies, Lord Yundu killed ten thousand sword heroes. Mr. Meng was mighty and Lord Yunqi was victorious!"
"Mr. Meng is mighty! Lord Yunqi is victorious!"
Waves of shouts came from the Xue family's army, and the morale of the soldiers was suddenly pushed to its peak.
"What! This kid actually killed Wan Wu Zun, how is this possible!"
"The majestic fourth-level peak warrior actually died under the sword of a great Confucian scholar. It is a great shame and humiliation. This is the shame of our Lingwu clan!"
"Could it be that our Wuluo Army is going to be defeated today!"
Many warriors yelled, and they were all shocked and angry. They couldn't believe that this was true. Wan Jianxiong was a fourth-level martial arts master, and he would be killed by Du Ning with a single sword after using his unique skills.
This is really unbelievable.
Xue Shijing's voice was like a bell: "Wuluo Army, your two commanders have fallen. If you know better, you can surrender to the city and save your life. Otherwise, I will give you an order and you will be turned into powder in an instant."
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"How dare you! How dare you, a mere human race, ask our Wu Luo Army to surrender? Who do you think you are?"
"We would rather die on the battlefield than surrender to you, so just give up!"
"Brothers, hold on to Panlong Pass!"
The Wuluo army roared, but several generals were boosting their morale.
However, with the deaths of Ye Lingkong and Wan Jianxiong, the morale of the Wu Luo Army has been severely hit, and this kind of words will have no effect at all.
Many people even lost their fighting spirit and looked horrified.
There are also people in the Wuluo Army who regard death as a return, but not all of them are not afraid of death. Most of them are unwilling to die on the battlefield because those who die cannot enjoy the fruits of victory.
What's more, the Wu Luo Army is not only a foreign race, but also an invader who has entered the territory of the human race in the Kunlun literary world. It is not an honorable thing to die on the battlefield as an invader. Instead, he died unjustly and does not deserve any sympathy.
"What a great Wu Luo army. Since you are stubbornly resisting, I will drive you all to death to show the prestige of our Great Zhou Dynasty."
Xue Shijing saw that everyone in Wu Luo's army was fighting stubbornly, so he didn't bother to say anything more and ordered: "All the officers and soldiers of the Xue family army listen to the order and charge!"
"Come on!"
The morale of the Xue family army had already reached its peak. At this moment, after hearing the order issued by Xue Shijing, they all acted like wolves and tigers, and launched an aggressive attack on Panlong Pass.
"Many scholars will follow me to attack the city wall!"
Du Ning took the lead, controlling the Kunlun Ancient Sword to transform into a ten-foot-long ancient sword and a real dragon, and flew towards the defenders on the city wall.
"I will obey Wenjun's order!"
Meng Jingtian responded immediately, reciting a war poem at the same time, and the Thunder Ancient Sword burst out bursts of purple thunder and lightning, cooperating with the Ancient Sword True Dragon to launch an offensive.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise on the city wall, and many mages and warriors were killed by the two ancient swords, and they screamed again and again.
In front of Du Ning and Meng Jingtian, masters below the fourth level were like ants, with almost no power to resist.
Many scholars of Xue Jiajun showed their methods, either using war poems to enhance the strength of soldiers to attack the city, or using ancient swords to kill foreign masters. Under the influence of this strong morale, Xue Jiajun was brave and good at fighting, and attacked Wuluo army.
"Hold! Hold it for me! Panlong Pass must not be lost!"
"Contact the nearby pass immediately and ask for support!"
"Report, the reinforcements at other passes were blocked by the Xue family army and were temporarily unable to reinforce Panlong Pass."
"It's over..."
Under the leadership of Du Ning and Meng Jingtian, the Xue family army successfully climbed onto the city wall and fought head-on with the aliens, seizing important positions along the way.
The Wuluo army was disorganized, and even its stubborn resistance had no effect.