Chapter 65 A sword light comes from the starry sky
Cao Meng and Qin Feng guard the eastern boundary of the palace, and the Hungarian Empire's army's attack is weakest in this direction.
But even so, there were still several extremely powerful sword energies, palm winds, etc. that blasted into the barrier, causing considerable casualties.
If Qin Feng wasn't already a strong man in the Martial Realm and was extremely fast, I'm afraid the damage here would have been even more severe.
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Nie Tianyang and Zhao Long and Zhao Hu, two powerful men in the Martial Realm, guarded the south.
Because of the similar offensive and defensive tactics of the two brothers, they were able to completely suppress the two Martial Master Realm experts sent by the other side, and were even slightly better.
This also makes the casualties here the least.
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It's not bad in the west either. Lord Shroud and Lord Cunxue join forces to deal with three strong men in the Martial Realm. Although there is no possibility of victory, because of Nie Heng's elixir, they have increased their strength, so they will not be too fast.
Defeated.
The two of them had to fight against three martial masters, but they were still able to last long enough!
As a result, Nie Tianyang's pressure was greatly reduced, and instead he led many soldiers to kill hundreds of the opponent's elite.
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Only the war in the north is the least optimistic.
Even though Li Chenghui had already reached the third realm of Martial Master, even when Nie Heng ascended to the Sutra Pavilion, he had some insights and his strength had almost reached a new realm in half a step.
But he had to face not only two Martial Master Realm opponents, but also Tuoba Lie - a strong man who truly transcended the Martial Master Realm...
As a result, just half an hour later, countless cracks appeared in the northern barrier he was guarding. The cracks were getting bigger and bigger, and there were gradually signs of collapse.
"What should I do...Can't I hold on anymore?"
Hovering outside the barrier, Li Chenghui's body was filled with blood.
There is the blood of his enemies and his own blood.
He was injured after all.
Just because he has too many powerful enemies to deal with.
Especially since there is a big tent in the opponent's camp, the threat from there is the greatest.
It was a large tent carried by dozens of burly men. Half of the tent above the tent was open, revealing the fragrant scenes inside.
It's Tuoba Lie...
Several charming women around him were kneading his muscles and bones respectfully and gently, and put cups of wine into his hands.
Then every once in a while, he would wave his hand inadvertently and seemingly lightly, and a wave of palm wind would be sent out by him.
Every blow from the palm would cause Li Chenghui to suffer so much pain that he could not avoid it, so he could only bear it hard.
The outcome of a tough fight is determined by the strength of one's strength.
Therefore, Li Chenghui's chest already had a shocking dent, and an unknown number of bones throughout his body were broken, and the injuries were quite serious.
But he still had to persist: "Nie Heng...how much more time do you need?"
This is his last hope: Nie Heng...
He took the time to look back and looked in the direction of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
It was quiet there.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded on the ground - Hungarian Aviation Empire, withdraw its troops with gold and silver!
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The fighting around the palace was temporarily over, and the soldiers on both sides began to busy searching for and treating their wounded. Countless pills were sent to the location of the wounded.
Only on the battlefield due north, the soldiers of the Hungarian Aviation Empire only temporarily stopped their actions, but did not take a step back.
Then the man in the big tent moved.
"It seems that you don't want to give up yet..."
Wearing an animal skin armor and a blood-eating broadsword, Tuoba Lie stood at the edge of the tent with a sinister smile on his face: "Then Khan, let me give you some appetizers before the decisive battle!
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After finishing his words, he gently clapped his hands.
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They are soldiers of the Daxia Empire, with a total of five hundred people...
They are soldiers who have lost contact before, or soldiers who are thought to have been killed in action.
But now they appeared, bound by spiritual power, and all tied to wooden stakes.
"Li Chenghui, don't you love your people like your own children?"
Tuoba Lie smiled and shook a wine glass in his hand: "Then why don't you surrender? You can save them..."
Having said this, he stretched out a hand.
When his hand fell, the red liquor in his glass was swaying.
Then, the heads of a hundred prisoners of the Daxia Empire fell to the ground, and their blood suddenly stained a hundred grasslands red!
"Damn..."
Seeing this, Li Chenghui flew into a rage. Regardless of his own serious injuries, he burst out with the strength of the Third Martial Master Realm: "Tuoba Lie, if you have the guts to fight between you and me, why are you so mean and cruel?"
"You must not..."
The next moment, just as Li Chenghui was about to rush out, Nie Tianyang and several other sages arrived.
Pulling Li Chenghui's arm, Nie Tianyang shook his head bitterly: "Wait a little longer..."
"But……"
Li Chenghui struggled, but still insisted on fighting.
Seeing this scene, Tuoba Lie was very satisfied and slowly raised his arm again.
As long as his arm falls again, another hundred soldiers of the Great Xia Empire will fall to the ground and their blood will be spilled on the battlefield.
But before his hand fell, a generous and hearty laugh unexpectedly rang out from among the prisoners.
It was a man of seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was covered with blood and scars, and his appearance was no longer recognizable.
He smiled, very heartily.
"Dad, Nie Yong didn't embarrass dad! He killed more than 400 of them, that's enough..."
It's Nie Yong!
The second young master of Xuanjian Sect is also Nie Ling's second brother, Nie Heng's second brother, and one of Nie Tianyang's biological sons.
Just hearing this voice, Nie Tianyang seemed to have aged a bit instantly.
He thought his son had died in the battle!
He is proud of his son!
Even after Nie Heng came to Luo City, he and Nie Heng actually deliberately did not mention Nie Yong...
Because it is hurt, it is pain, it is a huge sorrow that tears apart the soul!
But now, Nie Yong is still alive, but he has become a hostage and a prisoner...
Does he still have to watch his son die in front of his own eyes?
He closed his eyes.
Nie Yong was still shouting loudly: "Dad... please don't collect the body for the child after he dies... The child will stay here forever, lying down and watching me, the Great Xia Cavalry, and eventually regain the old capital of Luo City!"
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"Oh? He is actually the son of Sect Leader Nie, not bad!"
Tuoba Lie smiled, threw away the cup in his hand, and slowly took a step forward, as if he was about to fly towards Nie Yong.
He was calculating what he had to do to make Nie Yong more miserable or die slower...
He is still looking forward to how the scenes that Nie Tianyang and Li Chenghui will see will make them feel.
Will they be afraid?
Will they cry?
Anyway, I will definitely laugh when the time comes, and laugh hahaha...
That's what he thought, and he decided to do it.
But before he could really fly away from the big tent, his expression suddenly changed, and when he suddenly raised his head, a bright golden light appeared in his eyes.
"That's..."
Raising his head, he seemed to see meteorites falling and meteors breaking through the sky...
But that is definitely not a meteorite or a shooting star!
It was a sword intention, a sword energy controlled by the sword intention, slashing down from the starry sky...
He didn't understand: wasn't the dawn already past?