The bloodshed in last night's heavy rain seems to have become a continuation of today.
Facing Keyan was a divine general.
Due to Key Yan's performance just now, the god general was very cautious. After all, in the eyes of this divine general, the Purple Seal Envoy in the City Lord's Mansion knew everything about him.
In the city lord's palace, there are three envoys: iron seal, gold seal and purple seal. Among the three seal envoys, the purple seal envoys are the most powerful, and they are also some of the people with the highest overall quality in the City Lord's Mansion.
It is said that there are only eight envoys with purple seals on their palms. They all come and go without a trace, and their cultivation levels are all at the peak of the third level of Mountain Building Realm. This is also the reason why Ke Yan was able to injure one of the divine generals by surprise.
Compared to the Purple Seal Envoy, the Iron Seal Envoy and the Gold Seal Envoy are weaker, but they are not just ordinary people.
The Iron Seal Envoy has control over all the ins and outs of Qushan City, which is classified as intelligence, so his strength is relatively weak. The Golden Seal Envoys are the main combat force of the City Lord's Mansion, and most of them are between the ninth level of the Mountain Viewing Realm and the peak of the first level of the Mountain Building Realm.
It is said that there are as many as seventy-two Golden Seal Envoys, but the specific number is probably only known to the city lord.
Ke Yan clapped a palm casually and said with a solemn expression: "Chongguang, if you only have this little fighting power, I'm afraid the end will be the same as Zhongyi, or even worse than Zhongyi." There were back and forth, but there was already a faint tendency to suppress it.
Chongguang is the name of this god general, which is not difficult for Keyan. After all, the names of the Four Divine Generals may be unfamiliar to people in Qingming Town, but Ke Yan is not among them.
"Hmph." Chongguang snorted, dodged the slap from Key Yan, and said coldly: "Ke Yan, I know you are the Purple Seal Envoy of the City Lord's Mansion, and the strength of your Purple Seal Envoys are all at the peak of the third level of the Mountain Building Realm. , but look below?"
As Chongguang finished speaking, his whole body spun rapidly, and a blood-red light lingered around him. It was the Blood Mist Technique that Xue Han had used a few days ago.
Ke Yan tensed up after hearing this. He knew the upcoming battle situation in his heart. Although nearly a thousand people gathered in Qingming Town, and the three major families were even more present. But Ke Yan was well aware of the team led by the four divine generals of the Qushan tribe.
The cultivation levels of these two hundred people are between the seventh level of the Mountain Viewing Realm and the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm, and some have even broken through the Mountain Building Realm. Although the Qingming Town side has a large number of people, in terms of strength, it is probably Much lower.
Therefore, the situation on the field below is still that Qingming Town is suppressed everywhere.
Although one of the four divine generals was injured by Ke Yan, the remaining three are also very strong.
In addition to Key Yan, he also faced Liu Baicong, the ancestor of the Feng family. At this time, Liu Baicong was already suppressing this divine general in every aspect. On the Feng family ancestor's side, although the fighting situation was a bit rough, the suppression was still quite obvious.
However, as Chongguang began to use the Blood Mist Technique, the other two generals no longer hid their clumsiness. The Blood Mist Technique unfolded, instantly changing the situation that was originally at a disadvantage. He was actually brought back by him, and he was evenly matched with the two ancestors.
Yang Ning took the time to raise his head, looked at the sky, stared at the blood mist technique performed by the three god generals, and murmured: "What a powerful blood mist technique."
Yang Ning had to admit that the Qushan tribe's blood mist method was indeed extraordinary. That day, when Yang Ning faced the enemy Xue Han, although the blood mist method had a certain effect on Yang Ning, Yang Ning's sword was already clear. Moreover, Xue Han was killed by Yang Ning with a single sword due to his momentary underestimation of the enemy and failure to fully utilize the secrets of the blood mist method.
However, now that he saw such a powerful blood mist method, Yang Ning had to sigh.
As the three people unfolded the blood mist technique, the air turned into a sea of blood, which actually blocked the sun's light in an instant.
For a time, a large area of the sky was immersed in a blood-red color, which echoed with the blood flying out from time to time in the dust and smoke on the ground, causing Qingming Town to fall into a sea of blood.
In an unknown corner, the young man's eyes were stunned, and he was stunned by this sudden change.
"What a powerful blood mist technique." The old Taoist priest also sighed. My eyes were staring at the sky, wondering what I was thinking. As for the young man beside him, the old Taoist priest paid no attention to him.
In Chai Mansion, the originally peaceful sky was suddenly enveloped in a sea of blood, causing Hui Ni to lose consciousness.
Hui Ni was stroking the green bamboo beside her, and suddenly she ducked, the space fluctuated, and she disappeared into the green bamboo forest.
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"Brother, is the Saint really in the west of this continent?" High in the sky at the top of the Two Realms Mountains, a person's body was floating, wearing black clothes, walking in the air, as if it were flat ground.
In front of him, there was a man wearing a jade crown, who looked to be only twenty years old. He was dressed in a white shirt and looked elegant. He was holding a small round plate similar to a formation plate in his hand, and his expression was somewhat urgent.
Behind him, there were actually eight people of the same color, wearing silver armor. Under the sunlight, the silver light shone brightly, so dazzling.
"Jiu Ya, the Nine Spirit Plate that the head of the family gave me just now indicates that the Saint behind you is in the west." The man in white shirt had some longing in his eyes, staring at the Nine Spirit Plate in his hand, and in his mind was a person wearing black gauze. A woman covered in black gauze appears.
"Brother, let's rush to the west. The saint disappeared mysteriously this time. I heard that the ancestors who have been hiding in the world are a little angry." Jiuya seems to be about the same age as the eldest brother he talks about. As for his eldest brother's thoughts, But the heart is like a mirror. Because my eldest brother likes the saint, this is also an important reason why my eldest brother was able to receive this task this time.
"Well, it is said that the essence left by Patriarch Yawu on the saint girl disappeared, which caused Patriarch Yawu to be furious." The eldest brother in Jiuya's mouth obviously knew a lot of the inside story about this matter, so he explained. .
Suddenly, the Nine Spirit Plate in the hand of the big brother in white shirt suddenly rotated, attracting the eyes of the man in white shirt.
The man in white shirt stared at the Nine Spirit Pan and said: "The one behind you is indeed in the west, and just now the saint has used strength beyond the load of this continent, which attracted the movement of the Nine Spirit Pan." The man in white shirt said, staring at West, the longing in his eyes is written on his face.
"Let's go straight to the west." The man in white shirt ordered: "Oh, by the way, don't use space shuttle, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble. Let's just fly at full speed." After saying this, the ten people moved forward at full speed. Head straight to the west.
Not long after the ten people left, a person appeared in the place where the ten people had stayed. This person was covered in black robes and his face could not be seen clearly.
The man in black robe carefully sensed the nearby aura, thoughtfully, and finally said with some dissatisfaction: "Why did the people from the upper world suddenly come down? Isn't this a violation of the covenant made at the beginning? No, I want to pursue it." Then, the black shadow flashed, gradually became illusory, and disappeared into the sky above the top of the mountain in the two realms.
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As the three gods used the blood mist method, the situation on the field suddenly became deadlocked. Even Ke Yan was faintly suppressed by Chongguang, which made it difficult for Ke Yan.
The shouts of killing on the ground continued, and as the blood enveloped them, some of the people in Qingming Town were stunned, as their lives were harvested.
Yang Ning hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, hold still. At this time, don't worry about the blood mist method of the Qushan tribe. Just kill the enemy." With this point, the Qingming Town side suddenly woke up and faced the two sides of the Qushan tribe. The encirclement of hundreds of people entered into a never-ending killing spree.
Compared with the fighting situation on the field, it was peaceful in front of the flying boat. Sitting on the stool, Qu Shanhou was as steady as a mountain. He was indifferent to the situation on the field and indifferent to his own casualties. It seemed that all this had nothing to do with him, and he acted like a complete outsider.
In the battlefield, Yang Ning was protected by Jian Jue, and he could be said to be unscrupulous. The Chengyi Sword in his hand had already harvested nearly ten lives in less than half a quarter of an hour.
The Chengyi Sword was stained with blood and became brighter, and the gem in the middle became even more brilliant.
"Feng Feiyang?" Yang Ning didn't expect that Feng Feiyang's cultivation level had skyrocketed in the past two months. At this time, his cultivation level was comparable to his own. This surprised Yang Ning.
"Brother Yang." Feng Feiyang heard Yang Ning's voice, used his palm to pick up Feng Xing'er, and came to Yang Ning's side in an instant.
At this time, the wind was blowing, and the white clothes were stained with blood. The elegance of the past was no longer visible, and the face was getting pale, with a faint hint of exhaustion.
The leader of the younger generation in Qingming Town seemed to be tired of killing. He stared at Yang Ning with a trace of tiredness on his face.
Yang Ning patted Feng Feiyang on the shoulder, deflected the unexpected attack with the Chengyi Sword in his hand, and said softly: "Brother Feng, concentrate on killing the enemy."
Yang Ning only had a rough understanding of the Feng family's affairs. I only knew that Feng Feiyang had a vague intention of falling out with Feng Liang's father because of his mother. As for the details, Yang Ning did not know.
In fact, Yang Ning also lamented that although Feng Feiyang was hostile to him in the Qingling Secret Realm, he admired this elegant opponent in his heart. Because he dared to fight against his father for the sake of love, which is already very commendable.
After all, Yang Ning in her previous life had seen too many family marriages and knew how difficult it was to be successful.
Feng Feiyang nodded and walked through the crowd with the beautiful Keren'er.
Before leaving, Feng Xing'er cast a grateful look at Yang Ning.
In the middle of the killing, Yang Ning shouted: "The wind is flying, I hope you don't miss the deep affection of the person in front of you."
"Brother Chengyang's expression." A voice left in the crowd. Two white clothes fluttered, submerged in the dust and smoke.
Seeing the two people leaving, Jian Jue said softly: "What a pair of gods and immortals." Although Jian Jue has been hiding in Lingbao Pavilion for more than ten years and seems to be ignorant of worldly affairs, he is more or less concerned about Feng Feiyang's affairs. Some people also heard that they were a little emotional when they saw the two of them coming together.
"What? Seniors also feel this?" Yang Ning asked after seeing Jian Jue's emotional expression.
Jian Jue didn't expect that Yang Ning would pay attention to his expression, and there was a trace of surprise on his face. However, Jian Jue didn't pay attention. He stared at the departing Feng Feiyang and said: "Actually, this Feng Feiyang is a good swordsman, elegant and unrestrained. It just depends on whether he can get out of this relationship... "
"Senior, does it mean that this sword cultivation also requires breaking up love relationships?" Yang Ning was a little confused. When it comes to cultivation, Yang Ning can be said to be an old man, but Jian Jue's words seem a bit ruthless.
Jian Jue was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Yang Ning would be so sensitive, but beyond his expectation, he sighed and stopped talking.
The Chengyi Sword in Yang Ning's hand was never idle for a moment.
The sky was blood red, and no one knew how many casualties there had been today. With every scream, someone falls. Although the heavy rain last night had washed away the bloody smell, the flash of swords and swords at this time was even worse than last night. In the blink of an eye, someone would fall into a pool of blood.
It had only been less than a quarter of an hour since the battle started, but the dust and smoke on the field had gradually reduced, because the thick dust on the ground was almost soaked with blood.
