"Long-range artillery battalion fire coverage, hit two bases." The general ordered.
The admiral's actions are a bit intriguing. Even the missiles launched by fighter planes cannot shake the forbidden air zone, but he still insists on ordering the attack. He still insists on knowing that it is useless. It is a bit confusing.
Before the artillery fire arrived, there was a sudden movement in the palace. A large group of people poured out from the four gates under the nine-story altar. A group of young people, young people who looked the same as the people on Earth. If they were replaced by those on Earth, Due to their clothing, it was impossible to tell whether they were from Kunlun or not.
One hundred and twenty young people flew into the sky, unaffected by the forbidden air domain at all. They were like the sword immortals in ancient legends. They were handsome and graceful, and they were as graceful as immortals. I don't know whether they relied on their own cultivation or the ability to fly into the air. If there is any special equipment support, it would be a bit scary if he could stay in the air all by himself. At least they are masters of the virtual realm air control level.
One hundred and twenty air-bending Void Realm masters, judging from the situation, are still just the vanguard. If Kunlun were to use all its strength to invade, I'm afraid they would really have to use nuclear weapons directly.
One hundred and twenty Kunlun Sword Immortals drew their swords. The sword light was dense, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the boundless pressure spread everywhere. Then one hundred and twenty sword lights rose into the sky and fell like lightning. The sword energy billowed like the Yangtze River, majestic. Turbulent, the target is none other than Qin Santong and the others.
On the top of the mountain, a majestic and powerful man's tiger eyes shot out with lightning, and his whole body was filled with red blood and energy soaring into the sky. He raised his cold saw high, and his sword energy poured into the sky. With one swing of his sword, the mountains and rivers moved together, and his unparalleled murderous aura broke through the air and penetrated the clouds, slamming into a hundred people. Twenty sword lights.
When the cold saw fell down, Li Tianxing's body glowed with golden light, and the shadow of the ten-foot-long bronze man appeared. He punched out, and the mighty fist shook the forbidden air field, destroying the remaining power of one hundred and twenty sword lights that broke through the sword energy. , the surging sword energy, sword energy, and fist wind burst out in all directions. The rocks between the two sides turned into powder and fly ash, and the ground dropped ten feet out of thin air.
Two opponents are one hundred and twenty, and there is no winner or loser in the first round.
"Kill!" the people of Kunlun shouted. The pronunciation of the word "kill" is quite similar to that in Chinese. Although the pronunciation is unknown, the meaning is known.
One hundred and twenty figures flew through the air like butterflies, not affected by the forbidden air at all. They attacked from left to right, up and down, and killed the four Li Tianxing on the top of the mountain ten kilometers away. Their murderous intent was soaring into the sky, and their sword intent was awe-inspiring. They were activated by the huge sword intent. Countless sword energy emerged out of thin air, and the fragmented earth was even more tortured.
No one present had ever seen such a terrifying formation. To many people, it was like a real fight between gods. Those who came to watch the excitement later were frightened half to death when the two sides fought for the first time, and even the people affected were affected. Even though he couldn't scream for help, he turned into ashes.
This level of competition is far beyond the ability of people with Danjin level to participate. Only the virtual realm can gain a foothold within a ten-kilometer range. The latecomers quickly retreated far away, just like the group of cowards they looked down on before, they shrank away. Wait and see.
After the unrelated people left, the situation around them suddenly became much clearer. Apart from the warring parties, the only people with a larger number were a group of herdsmen on the east side of the valley. These
The herdsmen are all older and slovenly, and the old gods are sitting on the rocks, as if what is happening in front of them is not a battle between gods, but children playing house.
There is no trace of the Ji family members, and they don't know where they are hiding. The others are scattered personnel like Chu Xiang, and basically will not have a decisive impact on the situation.
Surrounded by one hundred and twenty people, the four people on the top of the mountain remained calm as usual, showing no signs of panic. The general stood with his hands behind his back. The focus of his eyes was not on the swordsmen around him at all. He didn't know what he was thinking about. Qin Santong twirled his beard. He looked confident.
The only one who took action was Li Tianxing. His ten-foot-long Dharma Body loomed behind him, his body glowed with golden light, and even the mountain peaks under his feet were covered with a layer of golden light. He let thousands of sword lights fall on the golden light, holding a spear and standing still, with a majestic man's hand. Holding the cold saw, all the blood and energy in his body are gathered but not emitted, and he stands with his eyes closed.
The sword light was like rain, and the figures of the four people were completely submerged by the sword energy. Occasionally, the spear in Li Tianxing's hand could be seen blooming with light, defeating some powerful sword energy. Other attacks were completely resisted by the Shizhang Dharma Body, which was completely useless. Make sense.
The sword energy continued to pour down, and the mountain peaks at the feet of the four people could not withstand the majesty of the sword energy. The rocks in the places where the golden light was not covered continued to disappear. The entire mountaintop was constantly sinking under the pressure of the sword energy, and the rocks squeezed out circles of folds.
Just when the mountain peak was about to fall, the majestic man moved, his upper body clothes exploded, and red blood rose into the sky. The cold saw swept through thousands of troops, and the bloody sword gang like a violent wave shattered the void and swept in all directions. One hundred and twenty sword immortals were there. When the bloody light passed by, most of it exploded, unable to withstand the red sword light at all, and a bloody red stench was shed. When the survivors were in panic, the golden light of the spear in Li Tianxing's hand was like lightning, and dozens of golden lights penetrated all the undead.
The situation was reversed in an instant, massacre, one-sided massacre, none of the one hundred and twenty sword immortals survived, all turned into ashes in an instant, their bodies and souls disappeared, becoming the nutrients for the snowy mountains to rejuvenate in the coming year.
Silence, deathly silence enveloped the entire mountain range. No one could have imagined that the two military generals would kill the Kunlun One Hundred and Twenty Sword Immortals with just one move. Such a method was really too terrifying.
At the end of the second round, Kunlun was completely defeated, and the one hundred and twenty sword immortals died.
With extremely tyrannical power, Li Tianxing now definitely has the fighting power at the peak of the virtual realm. What is even more terrifying is the big man with the cold saw. Unlike the power Li Tianxing got from the Twelve Golden People, the power of the strong man is a real practice. It came out, but it doesn't look like an ordinary way of cultivation. It should be a path of faith.
After defeating the enemy, Li Tianxing and the others did not look happy at all, as if they had just swatted a few mosquitoes to death, which was not worth mentioning at all, because they knew that these were just cannon fodder. If they were the opponent's main force, they would never be so careless. There was no order, and it was probably a group of ignorant young people who were used as guns by their own people.
Li Tianxing killed the old man on the nine-story altar, probably at the same time. Anyway, they all did it, of course it was one
Do not stay.
Someone soon came out from under the nine-story altar. This time, it was an elegant young scholar, holding a folding fan in his hand, with fluttering clothes and a calm and unrestrained air.
"I'm the Yin Shutong of Yuran Mountain, please give me some advice." The elegant young scholar gently waved his folding fan, and his voice spread throughout dozens of kilometers.
The language used by Yin Shutong is completely different from Chinese, but this does not prevent him from conveying the meaning of his words to the people around him. This is a way of consciousness mapping, which directly transmits mental fluctuations to the surroundings and can be directly reflected in the minds of listeners. .
He is very confident in his words and deeds. When faced with challenges from many masters, he does not look afraid at all, but he does not feel bad at all.
"Bering Hai asks for advice." On the top of the mountain, Li Tianxing and others had not yet made any move, but a slovenly old herdsman came forward. He turned out to be a Qi practitioner from the Bai family.
Bering Hai is a bad old man with gray hair and somewhat cloudy eyes. He walks towards Yin Shutong with a slight stoop, just like an old farmer walking on the village road after eating. However, he is walking in the air, stepping on the void every step of the way.
He is definitely a top master who has surpassed the Qi Control realm. I didn’t expect that the Bai family’s people would use all their strength when they take action. The masters who are higher than the Qi Control realm would take action so casually. I’m sure the Bai family will also have a powerful Hedao who has crossed the boundary of the virtual realm. .
"I'm a guest, please." Bering Hai stood with his hands behind his back, not at all alert, as if the person opposite him was not fighting to the death with him, but was bargaining in the vegetable market, extremely calm.
Yin Shutong flicked his folding fan, and pressure suddenly rose out of thin air. Rhythmic chanting sounded from Yin Shutong's mouth: "The Master said: The deceased is like a man who does not give up day and night."
After the chanting, a breeze suddenly blew in the valley, like a spring breeze blowing through thousands of green flowers and trees, which was warm and soothing.
When the breeze picked up, Bering Hai clenched his fists, and the Gang Qi burst out from his body, like a volcano erupting. The burst of Gang Qi did not scatter, but gathered within three feet of his body, forming a milky white shield that seemed to be substantial.
The breeze kept blowing, causing the protective Qi of the Bering Sea to continue to drain away. Yin Shu and his fans were gently swaying, and their air was leisurely, as if they were not fighting on the battlefield, but friends sitting across from each other, drinking two cups of tea, and discussing the classics.
The wind hit Chu Xiang, and the exposed skin on Chu Xiang's hands and face began to age at an extremely fast rate, and the vitality in his body continued to drain. With a slight shock in his heart, Chu Xiang drove the Yin Qi in his body to the extreme. However, the Yin Qi covered it still could not prevent the loss of power. He then turned Yin into Yang, and the Yang fire circulated on the body surface, which really blocked the aging caused by the breeze.
Only Zhi Yang Gang Qi can break through the breeze. Bering Hai made no other movements, and the protective Gang Qi was lost faster and faster. After a while, the rickety figure inside could be clearly seen. At this moment, Bering Hai's clenched right fist slowly He raised his fist and punched out slowly, as slow as a snail crawling, but there was a strong wind all around, the mountains roared and the tsunami, as if it was the end of the world, the torrent of fists rolled towards Yin Shutong, and the entire Kunlun Temple was shaking with fists. within the coverage range. 2k reading network
