"Come on! Kill, destroy, the enemy with misty sword skills!"
At this moment, Yan Changqing was invincible in the world. The sun spread out and filled the sky. As the sun set in the west, the bloody setting sun started a battle. Countless enemies rushed towards him like rivers passing by.
Yan Changqing stood in the center with one person and one sword.
Today I will kill everything and no one can stop me!
Row after row of heads flew up, no one could see what was going on, the speed was extremely fast, faster than lightning!
The first batch of enemies who rushed into Yan Changqing's vicinity, regardless of their cultivation level, were all killed with one sword, leaving no trace of trouble.
Dozens of heads did not stop these monks who had been killing red eyes for a long time. Instead, they stimulated their bloody spirit and charged forward regardless of their own safety. Everyone tried their best, the immortal energy and magic weapons complemented each other, and the mounts and birds were all dazzling, all speeding towards the direction.
In front of everyone, for fear of falling behind, Yan Changqing is like a huge cake in front of everyone. Everyone wants to be the first to get a piece of the cake. That is a record of achievements that can be immortalized in history. It will definitely be enshrined in the clan and be immortalized. Temptation
It is so big that it even transcends life and death.
What is the purpose of practicing hard?
The purpose is to make achievements!
Maybe it’s just for this moment!
"Death to the beautiful saint!"
The people of the three tribes came forward one after another with all their might. For them, as long as they could kill the Holy Beauty, they would definitely be able to change their destiny. The rewards they would receive would definitely be far greater than expected, and it was still unclear whether they could change the fate of the entire tribe.
Such a huge temptation can really make people risk their lives to fight for it. This is how people are, people die for money and birds die for food.
Basic swordsmanship, and basic swordsmanship. The sword moves don't seem to be fast, and the trajectory can even be traced. They are even so careless, but every time they come into direct contact, you can feel the sharp sword light, which is terrifying and boundless.
Yan Changqing kept dancing with his sword, and enemies from all over the sky came to kill him. Their shouts of killing shook the sky, but it did not affect his state of mind at all.
There he was, as if he were practicing sword practice, dancing with his sword all over the sky, leaving countless corpses and blood wherever he passed.
hack!
cut!
prick!
pick!
Killing has no emotions!
Killing is easy and fast!
The corpses were everywhere and could be piled up into a hill.
More enemies came around. Yan Changqing held his breath and danced his sword more fiercely. The look in his eyes had never been seen before. It was stained red with blood, like a demon god coming to the world!
Whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh!!!
Whoosh whoosh!!!!!!
Dozens of swords struck in succession, piercing through dozens of people in front of them. When they lay down, another sword flashed across them. Dozens of heads rolled to the ground, and blood splashed everywhere. The scene was frightening, and it was simply a purgatory on earth!
"This...who is this person!"
"There are still people here."
"Sanjun...he killed Sanjun!"
Some people were trembling and did not dare to come forward.
One army has thousands of people, three armies, how many monks are there!
They are not ordinary people!
Oh My God!
Yan Changqing killed for an entire hour. Although the encircling and suppressing army never retreated, the tigers invaded the sheep, and the one-sided killing still made people breathless.
That's not a lone wolf, he's the king of beasts!
No matter how many sheep there are, they are just mouth food!
"Why, you don't dare to come? Keep going, kill, come!"
Yan Changqing roared angrily, causing thousands of people to retreat in fright. Some people suddenly vomited and knelt on the ground, convulsing from fear!
Everything Yan Changqing showed before was so terrifying that it was boundless. I had never seen anyone like this before, and such a person existed. I immediately overreacted.
That was a cultivator in the realm of gods. The masters in this world were so frightened by the drink, let alone ordinary cultivators. How could they dare to step forward?
You must know that they are not ordinary people. They are all great masters in front of ordinary people, and they are arrogant. However, at this time, they were all shocked to the soul by Yan Changqing. This shows that the killing shown by Yan Changqing in this battle is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
"Is this the beautiful saint of the human race?"
"Yes, my eternal king, His Highness King Qiang."
"If he only has this kind of strength, it's really disappointing. In fact, it might be a good choice to let him grow up. I almost dozed off watching it. It's a pity to kill him now. The monsters and demons are no more than rats. Afraid of the East
Being afraid of the West is boring."
"..."
The general in front of him did not dare to speak. His king always spoke shockingly. He had long been used to it, but he never thought that King Qiang would actually let the beautiful saint grow up. He felt ashamed just listening to it, and he also admired King Qiang.
Five-body cast.
If you don't say how you are your own king, this pattern is unparalleled.
"A bunch of trash, it's been so long that they can't deal with a mere trash in the realm of gods. Ural, I leave it to you. Go ahead and take off his head."
"Yes, my king!"
"Take this with you, don't forget, don't let me take action too. I have been here so hard, and I want to rest for a while. I want to sleep for a while. Concubine Yin and Concubine Yang, come and serve me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty, please have a good rest. I will go back to Ural."
After saying this, Ural picked up the head that King Qiang had thrown to him, put it on his shoulder, held a huge mace in his hand, and ran forward three steps at a time.
The owner of that head is none other than the Purple Gold Immortal, who is known as the most powerful warrior of the Desolate Tribe!
shortage.
There are no retreating soldiers.
There are only kings who die in battle.
"come yet?"
Yan Changqing quietly stared at the incoming enemy.
He had already foreseen the enemy in that position.
But they never made any move, and Yan Changqing ignored them.
After all, there were so many enemy troops at the moment that he didn't have time to spare his hands to deal with them.
Until, they took action.
Yan Changqing also had to pay attention.
An expert can tell if someone is there as soon as he makes a move. His huge body makes his moves extraordinary. The guy holding a mace in front of him is an opponent he has never encountered before.
He was holding a pipe carelessly, his face full of vicissitudes of life, except that he was burly and stronger than ordinary people, with no special qualities at all, just like an old farmer in the field, without any momentum.
It is such a person who makes Yan Changqing feel as if he is facing a powerful enemy. He is truly a man who has returned to his original nature and is capable of overcoming calamities.
"Bah!" Ural blew out his pipe. He was really too lazy to move, but he just had to work and there was nothing he could do.
So what about the contemporary Saint of Beauty? Maybe he won't be his opponent in the future, but not now. He would be as simple as squeezing an ant to death in the Divine Transformation Realm, so he doesn't take it seriously.
Of course he also has such qualifications.
"Before I fight, let me tell you something."
"This Purple Gold Immortal is my brother, and we are friends in times of need."
"However, he died not long ago."
"I took action, but it was you who killed the person."
"You do have some abilities. I still know Zijin's character. He is a true warrior and there is absolutely no way he will run away from the battlefield."
"But he broke it for you. I don't know how you did it, because in my eyes, he is the kind of person who would rather die on the battlefield."
"It is law that a man must be killed to pay for his life. If you are not going to survive today, will you do it yourself or should I help you?"
"Villains die from talking too much. Do you talk too much?"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahaha!!!"
"Interesting, interesting boy, I have been underestimated. I like you."
"I really don't know why Zijin guy was so scared by you. You don't look like much, do you?"
"Go to hell!"
With lightning and flint, Ural suddenly took action directly. The strike was earth-shattering. It was the full blow of the master of overcoming the tribulation. It did not leave any room. The entire land collapsed directly. The force shattered the soil. The aftermath was terrifying and boundless. The surrounding areas were collapsing.