After hearing this, Xiao Lianqin's heart felt hot and her eyes became moist.
She blurted out.
"Master..."
But she hesitated to say what she said next.
Su Qinghou seemed to know what his apprentice wanted to say, so he stretched out his hand and gently patted his apprentice's shoulder.
There were some words that the master and the disciple couldn't say at all.
The two masters and apprentices walked near the mountain forest and happened to encounter several masters from the North who were surrounding and killing two masters from the South. Su Qinghou took action and killed those few people.
At this moment, the entire battlefield was blood red.
There are corpses, mutilated limbs, blood, scattered weapons everywhere...
After a long and fierce battle, the people on both sides are scarred and exhausted, and they are almost at the end of their strength. Now they are just holding on with the will to survive. Because if you don't kill the other side, the other side will have to kill you.
Some people really couldn't hold on, so they threw away their weapons, fell into a pool of blood, closed their eyes and waited for death. Maybe this is also a kind of relief...
The situation is still at a stalemate.
Both the North and the South fought with their elites and equal numbers, so it would be difficult for either side to completely defeat the other side.
There are nearly four thousand people on both sides. Now, there are more people lying on the ground than standing.
How tragic!
At this time, Lin Yi and Qin Dingfang were still fighting fiercely.
The two of them were injured in several places by their respective swords, and their clothes were torn apart by each other's sword energy. Both of them were naked.
Both of their movements, speed and strength have been greatly weakened.
Qin Dingfang was so angry that his eyes were about to burst.
If he could find a place to vomit blood at this moment, he could vomit a basin.
He simply couldn't believe that with his energetic body, he was still unable to kill Lin Yi, who had been severely injured and consumed a lot of his energy. During this period, he, Li Tianlang and others besieged Lin Yi. And Lin Yi
Yi always stood in front of him like a rock, no matter how violent the wind, rain or thunder, it would not fall.
How did Qin Dingfang know that when Lin Yi was training hard on a desert island, he tied himself to a rock and trained in the stormy waves. He let the furious waves roll him up and beat him over and over again...
Lin Yi's current endurance and perseverance are also beyond ordinary people.
Qin Dingfang could completely imagine that if Lin Yi had fought him with his energetic and intact body, he would have died by Lin Yi's sword.
This also inspired Qin Dingfang to have an idea!
He must cultivate the Blood Qianmei and Qianmei Six Paths to their peak!
Lin Yi also saw that both sides were almost at the end of their fight.
The result of this going on is very terrible!
Lin Yi attacked Qin Dingfang twice with his sword again. He said: "Qin Dingfang, today's victory has been decided. Now you have lost Jinzhou. You no longer have a foothold in Jinzhou and no more manpower to mobilize.
If you don’t leave, no one will be able to leave!”
Qin Dingfang angrily avoided Lin Yi's sword and counterattacked with two swords.
"Fart, monstrous words to confuse the public... I understand, Lin Yi, you are worried that you will be dead! Haha," Qin Dingfang laughed like a deranged lunatic: "Just what I want. I still have some in Beifu.
There are three thousand masters, and the number of people in the churches in our various states and counties combined is countless. Even if everyone in Beifu died in battle today, I, Qin Dingfang, can afford to lose, but can you, Lin Yi, afford to lose!"
Indeed, as Qin Dingfang said, everyone in Beifu died in the battle, including Linghu Zanghun. As long as Qin Dingfang and Li Tianlang did not die, Qin Dingfang could afford to lose.
Li Tianlang also wanted to have soldiers and generals.
According to the secret information Xiao Lianqin discovered, masters from several major sects in the Western Regions also began to gather.
Who knows when he will enter the Central Plains to help Beifu.
However, everyone in the southern border died in the battle, which was simply unbearable for Lin Yi.
Lin Yi originally thought that after Qin Dingfang suffered a series of setbacks, the southern border could completely overwhelm Beifu's troops. Then Qin Dingfang would lead his men to escape in embarrassment, while they would recuperate after a great victory, consolidate Jinzhou and occupy this choke point, and then deal with Beifu.
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Lin Yi didn't expect this time that Qin Dingfang and the people from Beifu would fight to the death.
He really underestimated Qin Dingfang.
He also underestimated the power of these elites in Beifu.
The two sides are now like two exhausted beasts wrestling with each other, trapped in a tragic stalemate with no winner or loser.
If this continues, Lin Yi will give up. He can't really let everyone here die together with the people in Beifu.
At this time, more than ten people rushed into the field.
The leader was Zhang Guang, the pastor of Tianfenjiao.
Zhang Guang was covered in blood and was holding a ghost-headed sword.
Zhang Guang led a dozen people to rush towards Qin Dingfang, but when they got close, only three people were left.
Zhang Guang ordered two of his men to attack Lin Yi, and then he cried to Qin Dingfang: "King Qin, Jinzhou is over. Our branch church and more than a dozen halls have been captured by the troops from the south. I don't know where these people came from.
Where did it come from..."
Lin Yi was overjoyed after hearing Zhang Guang's words. This person came at just the right time.
Now Qin Dingfang should believe that Jinzhou has been lost.
Now that Lin Yi has achieved his goal, he only wants Qin Dingfang to withdraw his order and end this bloody battle that is constantly devouring people's lives. Now this bloody battle has become like a huge bloodthirsty monster, no matter how many lives it takes, it can swallow it
Go in.
Qin Dingfang felt like a bolt from the blue after hearing Zhang Guang's words.
At this point, he believed that all the halls in Jinzhou had been captured.
If we occupy the southern troops and horses at the entrance of the hall, clear out the remaining enemies, stabilize the situation, and then send troops to help, it will really be a disaster. In this case, there is no point in continuing to fight. In the end, the Beifu and the allies will be completely destroyed.
Funeral.
Although Qin Dingfang was angry.
Although he was unwilling to do so.
However, the situation forced Qin Dingfang to finally decide to retreat.
At this moment, the clouds above our heads were black and boundless, as if they were pressing on people's heads.
Suddenly, a loud roar was heard, and the ground shook.
A strong wind suddenly rose.
The strong wind came like thousands of horses galloping and roaring, and the earth shook and the mountains shook.
The strong wind carried earth, sand and gravel and hit everyone. In an instant, the gravel flew everywhere. People were unable to see and had difficulty breathing. The entire battlefield was completely plunged into darkness and violent wind and sand.
Perhaps, God was also angry in the face of this tragic and endless fighting.
The wrath of heaven!
Many people were even knocked to the ground by the strong wind.
Moreover, the loess poured heavily from the mouth and nose.
Many of the corpses and body parts scattered on the ground were also swept up by the strong wind. In the storm, they were like devils flying in hell. The various weapons scattered on the ground were flying around. People could hardly see, and maybe they were injured.
Wounded and killed by flying weapons.
Storms kept coming, carrying the loess and covering the sky.
Between heaven and earth, there was a pale yellow darkness.
There are nearly two thousand survivors on both sides, but except for a few powerful characters, most of them can no longer continue fighting in such horrific and harsh weather.
At this time, Qin Dingfang finally issued a withdrawal order!
He shouted: "Beifu troops, withdraw, withdraw into Fengshen Ridge!"
Qin Dingfang's voice sounded like an echo from afar in the storm, echoing in the field with a tone of despair.