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Chapter 303 Elegy

This finally bought the woman in red enough time.

The woman in red who fell into the dust coughed and flew out of the smoke. Every time she coughed, a line of blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of her mouth.

However, in Jin Dong's perception, the true energy in the woman in red also erupted violently as she coughed.

A strange energy flowed out of her body and was connected to the chariot not far behind her. There was a faint and crisp metallic sound on the chariot, and a lightning that swept away the darkness was like being struck by

Her gaze was drawn, and it struck Jin Dong like her messenger's flying sword.

There was a horrified exclamation.

Even in the chaos at this time, the appearance of powerful practitioners can still boost the morale of a party. The moment Jin Dong punched the woman away, all the Southern Dynasty sergeants on the battlefield already understood his true identity.

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However, controlling thunder and lightning is an incredible thing. Even if ordinary soldiers can understand that the formation of such thunderstorms is caused by the magic circle, using the magic circle to induce some thunder is completely beyond their understanding.

Jin Dong's figure advancing towards her paused momentarily. His face was stern and solemn to the extreme. He knew that he could not forcefully resist such thunder and lightning. Without any hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the two Northern Wei sergeants.

Smashed towards the lightning bolt.

There was a loud thunder and lightning, and the two Northern Wei sergeants suddenly turned into black dead objects. Jin Dong leaned down, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stepped heavily on the ground.

The powerful eruption of true energy caused the ground beneath his feet to sink instantly and then explode.

Strips of charred soil peeled off the ground, forming sword-shaped strips that spattered outward like lotuses blooming.

The chests, abdomens and backs of several Northern Wei sergeants who gathered around them exploded, and they were directly pierced by these mud swords.

Jin Dong's figure had disappeared from the spot. He leaned over and rushed through the tiny lightning rays, appearing in front of the Northern Wei cultivator whose arms had been broken into several pieces.

This cultivator from the Northern Wei Dynasty felt the aura pressing down like a huge mountain, with a look of despair in his eyes. All the true energy in his body rushed out from his left hand, and made several puff puffs. Except for his thumb,

The remaining four fingers on the palm of his left hand, which were originally intact, were all broken off.

The four fingers were filled with blood mist, like four flying swords shooting straight at Jin Dong's face.

Jin Dong had many ways to deal with the death struggle of this Northern Wei cultivator unscathed, but he needed to fight for this moment. He needed to kill this "blue ghost" as quickly as possible.

He did not cherish his precious real energy and punched these four fingers without hesitation.

His fists were filled with flames, as if they were on fire. Four fingers pierced the flames on his fists, leaving deep blood pits on the surface of his fists, but they could not penetrate deep enough, like four broken candles.

Scattered and fell down.

The fist filled with his own blood continued to move forward coldly, hitting the chest of the Northern Wei cultivator.

The chest of this Northern Wei cultivator dented, and the clothes on his back exploded, and then the broken bones shot out from the flesh and blood on his back like sharp arrows.

The huge force knocked the Northern Wei practitioner who died instantly away, and a trace of pain flowed from the depths of Jin Dong's eyes. The greatest pain he felt at this time actually did not come from his fist, but from the face of his fist.

In his body, from the meridians in his body.

The powerful and condensed true energy expanded his meridians to the point of almost exploding. His whole body was like a huge stone being thrown away, dragging out sharp afterimages of his body in the air, completely surpassing the cultivator from the Northern Wei Dynasty who was still flying upside down.

The victim's body fell towards the woman in red on the side of the chariot.

The White Bone Army was originally Yuanying's most elite army, and the reason why the army commanded by Xiao Donghuang became the elite among the elite was not only due to its perverted methods and perverted fighting will, but also because of Xiao Donghuang's ability to fight.

There are many practitioners in this army.

On this chaotic battlefield, among the sergeants scattered in the scorched earth for more than ten miles, there are naturally stronger beings than this dead Northern Wei practitioner. These people had no time to rush to the chariot at this moment, but they looked at Jin

Despite Dong's extremely tyrannical figure, these practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty still remained calm and did not say a word.

They all just thought silently that even the forbearance of such a strong man to assassinate might not be able to change the final result.

The woman in red took a deep breath.

She originally looked very young and had an extremely gorgeous face, but at this moment, after she took a deep breath, the smooth and jade-like luster on her face faded instantly, and instead, there were dozens of lines on the face of an old woman.

There will be wrinkles that suddenly appear.

She seemed to grow old at this moment, but a black aura gathered around her and poured into her body.

The wrinkles on her face were filled with a deep black, and the wrinkles were like strange black runes on her face.

Jin Dong's breathing suddenly stopped.

His eyes were instantly filled with disbelief.

In his perception, the power in the red-clothed woman's body was no longer enough to withstand his attack. However, in just one breath, countless incomprehensible forces seemed to surge on the battlefield, and she was quickly overwhelmed.

Her body was sucked.

A black light fell on his fist.

There was a crisp click sound.

The bones of his wrist were broken.

His tyrannical figure was knocked back and flew away.

The woman in red leaned her back on the chariot.

The wrinkles and black spots on her face have all faded away, bloodshot eyes are constantly flowing from her mouth, and she is constantly panting. Her whole body seems to be exhausted and extremely exhausted.

Countless turbulent wind currents were impacting in the dark city gate tower, and the entire roof finally couldn't bear it and shattered. However, the broken stones and roof tiles could not fall down, but rushed upward.

A woman in blue and a Taoist in green stood opposite each other, as motionless as rocks in a torrent.

There was a soft pop.

A flying sword pierced the abdomen of the woman in blue, and the true energy on the sword overflowed forcefully, as if stirring the internal organs of the woman in blue, but the sarcastic look on the woman in blue's face did not change at all!

Her right hand was now empty and clenched.

A fragment traveled through the bloodline of the Taoist in Tsing Yi, and suddenly accelerated as she held it in her right hand, piercing into the heart of the Taoist in Tsing Yi.

The Qingyi Taoist's veins exploded, and chaotic blood coursed through his body. At the moment when his vitality was cut off, tiny blood drops continued to leak out from the pores of his skin, and his complexion and eyes instantly turned into

Red, like wearing a bright red mask.

The left hand of the woman in blue held the stopped flying sword. She did not hesitate to pull out the flying sword that seemed to be connected to her internal organs, as if it was pulled out of someone else's body.

Like a sword.

When a large amount of blood rushed out of her wound with some flesh and blood, she narrowed her eyes slightly, crushed a few pills, and stuffed the medicine directly into the wound almost roughly.

As the sun rises, the power of the special equipment used by the magic circle to trigger the lightning gradually dissipates, and the sadistic lightning finally disappears completely.

The battle was still going on, but looking at the blue figure emerging from the city gate tower that was beginning to collapse, Jin Dong's body gradually became colder, and he seemed to be able to see the ending here.

In his perception, there were already at least three Northern Wei practitioners in the Chengtian realm approaching, and there were some cold and huge figures standing up behind the Northern Wei camp.

The hidden Zhenyuan heavy armor of the Northern Wei army finally appeared.

He could no longer kill the woman in red, but the Taoist priest on the city wall who was originally the strongest practitioner in the city was killed by the woman in blue. How could he not feel powerless and desperate?


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