Blood was flying, and the smell of blood permeated the surroundings, making it sting.
Although Jian Jue's words caused waves in Yang Ning's heart, Yang Ning's men were never idle for a moment.
Since ancient times, love has been the hardest to break...
Qu Shanrong probably didn't expect that Qingming Town would be so stubborn. The cultivators here have almost conquered the entire Qingming Town, and even some ordinary people have rushed into the fight.
These people don't do it for anything else but for their hometown, even if it means losing their own lives.
Although Qingming Town is located on the border of the Western Wilderness, there are many real men of flesh and blood here.
As more and more people fell, the battle finally entered a fierce stage.
Hui Ni quietly came to the sky above Qingming Town, looking down at this land that she was not very familiar with, as if she felt a different kind of sadness.
Hui Ni put on the black gauze at this time and stared closely at Qing Mingzhen below.
"Perhaps this was my mother's state of mind at that time." Hui Ni murmured to herself.
Because of his playfulness, an unexpected accident caused him to fall from the clouds and come to this earthly world. Unexpectedly, accidents always come with accidents.
A slightly handsome young man walked into his heart. Is this what the world calls fate? Hui Ni frowned slightly.
But can the family accept it? Hui Ni is not sure. He has clearly felt that the family atmosphere is getting closer and closer, which means that the time he can stay here is getting shorter and shorter, but the young man in his heart is still fighting for his own survival and cannot see him off.
Hui Ni's mental power expanded, and she could clearly feel that Yang Ning was still fighting bloody battles, and that figure clearly appeared in her mind.
Maybe this is my fate. A hidden smile appeared on Hui Ni's lips.
However, just now, the old Taoist priest hiding in the corner on the ground had a condensed expression.
The old Taoist priest looked up at the sky, as if he wanted to see through the blue sky.
"What's wrong, Master?" Yao Xinhen was a little surprised when he saw that the old Taoist priest did not look at the battle in front of him, but looked up at the sky. After all, his cheap master loved to watch the excitement.
"Nothing." The old Taoist priest shook his head, turned around and glanced in the air, and seemed to find some unexpected expressions.
"Nothing?" Yao Xinhen muttered in disbelief, complaining a bit: "Just say it if you don't want to. Are you so stingy?" My master can be said to be the most lively. He doesn't look at the raging battle ahead, but he seems to be very interested in the blue sky. There must be something fishy in this.
If it were normal times, the old Taoist priest might not be able to hear what Yao Xinhen said, or it could be that the old Taoist priest didn't bother to pursue Yao Xinhen's complaint. However, at this moment and that moment, the old Taoist priest just released his mental power. The most acute moment. Moreover, the old Taoist priest sensed that there was a spiritual force in the air covering the ground, which was a little unusual. How could this make the old Taoist priest not suspicious. The old Taoist priest is very cautious, otherwise people who like to watch the excitement will not live long.
There is a popular saying in the world: Curiosity killed the cat.
If a person like the old Taoist priest was not careful, he would have died long ago. However, he is still alive and well at this time. It can be said that it is inseparable from the old Taoist priest's caution.
"You brat, are you feeling itchy if I don't take care of you for a while?" The old Taoist priest seemed to have a particularly keen sense of consciousness, and he listened very clearly to Yao Xinhen's whispered complaints. As the old Taoist priest spoke, a hand instantly fell on Yao Xinhen's ear.
"Ah..." Yao Xinhen instantly felt the change in the air next to his ears and screamed strangely.
In the past few months, Yao Xinhen was quite familiar with the habits of the old Taoist priests. He realized it instantly and hurriedly apologized and admitted his mistake, saying: "Master, I was wrong...ah..."
However, it's still a little late...
Because there was a sharp pain in my ears.
The sound of Yao Xinhen's killing a pig sounded in the corner. Fortunately, everyone was fighting at this time and did not pay attention to the situation here.
"You brat, curiosity killed the cat, didn't you know?" the old Taoist priest said, glanced at Yao Xinhen, taught his disciple a lesson, and gradually let go of his hand.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest was not sure about the mental power just now, but it did appear. After investigation, the old Taoist priest found nothing, and instantly felt deflated. Just here. At this time, Yao Xinhen bumped into the muzzle of the gun. The old Taoist priest caught him and vented his anger.
Yao Xinhen covered his ears with a strange and ugly expression.
"What are you looking at? Learn quickly and advance." The old Taoist priest looked towards the fight ahead.
After hearing the cold words, Yao Xinhen no longer dared to complain. He could only complain in his heart and follow the direction of the old Taoist priest's eyes to watch the battle.
"Oh, what's going on with this man?" The old Taoist priest's voice sounded, but he was fascinated by the battle. He couldn't help but jump to his feet, and even said angrily: "The sword just now could have killed the opponent if it had been lower, but he didn't. To raise it three inches, it's really..." The old Taoist priest hated that iron could not become steel, and was furious.
Hum, curiosity killed the cat. I don’t know how an old Taoist like you will die in the future. Yao Xinhen cursed in his heart. I totally agree with what the old Taoist said about cats, but this cat is not my cat.
Yao Xinhen looked down upon the old Taoist priest's jumping-off behavior from the bottom of his heart, but he did not dare to get angry or speak out because the old Taoist priest did not play his cards according to the routine.
Yao Xinhen was really scared, and the ears he covered still felt burning...
Nearly half of the people on the field have fallen, but the blood continues to remain...
Jian Jue followed Yang Ning, showing no signs of taking action at this time.
Jian Jue was hidden in the crowd and seemed to be a drag on Yang Ning, but Yang Ning had no complaints because he understood the importance of Jian Jue.
At this time, the three gods will use the blood mist method to hold back their own highest combat power. Once Qu Shanhou takes action, it will be a disaster for Qingming Town. Therefore, Jian Jue, a senior, must not be too early. exposed.
Although Jian Jue looks ordinary, his mind is always paying attention to Qu Shanrong sitting in front of the flying boat, because he knows that his opponent is the famous Qu Shanhou, and he is also the key to the victory of Qingming Town. , must not be careless.
The Blood Mist Technique seems to have given the three divine generals unparalleled combat power, especially the unpredictable movement techniques, which Liu Baicong, the Feng Family Patriarch and Keyan were struggling to cope with.
Every attack seems to hit cotton, with no place to focus.
Old man Liu Baicong was sweating on his forehead, the ancestor of the Feng family was floating in the air with a pale face, and the purple lion was floating behind Mayor Keyan.
The three leaders of Qingming Town were all entangled, causing Qingming Town to suffer heavy losses.
Although there are many practitioners gathered in Qingming Town, the two hundred iron cavalry under the command of the four god generals are definitely not comparable to the silver-blooded cavalry.
As far as the current situation is concerned, except for a few battles where there is a slight advantage, other places are basically one-sided massacres, because the two hundred cavalry are too strong, especially after the three gods used the blood mist method.
However, everyone looks at the casualties indifferently, because this is the law of survival in this world. No one can deny it, and no one can affirm it, as if everything is a convention.
Qu Shanrong's expression was solemn, and he could not see any changes, as if all this battle had nothing to do with him.
The encirclement circle of two hundred people gradually closed, and it was likely to directly annex Qingming Town. Although some of these areas are occasionally breached, they are quickly countered by others.
People who were originally in a great mood after breaking through the siege, but as they continue to be replaced, they will find that they gradually lose their strength, and finally fall helplessly in a pool of blood, with unwillingness in their eyes...
Next to Yang Ning, there are members of the Ning League, and Yang Ning's area also has some advantages.
Because the cultivators originally gathered here were so powerful, and the two hundred cavalry were focused on guarding against the three major families, they did not focus on this place. As a result, the Ning League has not suffered serious casualties so far.
"Little friend Yang Ning, this is not the way to go." Jian Jue can be said to be the most leisurely person in this game, but Jian Jue cannot relax for a moment because he knows in his heart that his enemy has not yet taken action.
Yang Ning struck with his sword and said hurriedly: "Senior, do you have any good ideas?" Although Yang Ning was fending off the enemy, he was also very concerned about the situation on the field.
Although our own forces can exert their maximum attack power by gathering together, it also makes it easier for the opponent to surround them. And now we are stuck in this dilemma.
"Is there any way?" Jian Jue was a little confused. The current situation can be said to be very unfavorable to Qingming Town.
Although Qingming Town had a numerical advantage, the Qushan tribe came with elites, and they were surrounded by the other side. As far as everyone is concerned, there are very few strong people in the mountain-building realm who can fly, so they can only fight on the ground. And the Qingming Town party has gathered together, not only to attack the enemy, but also to guard against hurting their own people. It can be said that It's too powerful to use.
Jian Jue looked at six directions and finally said: "The only way to break through the enemy's defense line is to stab with a sharp knife, so that the siege will collapse." Jian Jue said categorically, as if there was no other good way except this method.
"A sharp knife?" Yang Ning immediately understood what Jian Jue meant after he finished speaking, but then he was in a dilemma.
Because it is really impossible to find such a sharp knife in Qingming Town now. Anyone with some level of cultivation will be held back by the Qushan tribe's cavalry, while those with weaker strength will not be able to take on the task of sharp knives.
Although Qingming Town is still resisting stubbornly, the decline has already appeared, and the trend of being encircled has emerged. If they can't break through quickly, I am afraid that my group will definitely be cannibalized.
Yang Ning's mind turned and she stared around, and soon discovered that something was wrong with Liu Yan.
Liu Yan's Four Seasons Revolving Gun seemed to be like a god at this time. With one shot, almost five people died. Now heading towards the next target.
"Liu Yan, come here quickly." Yang Ning shouted. Liu Yan can definitely take on the sharp knife task.
Because a sharp knife requires an indomitable momentum, and Liu Yan's spear is the most suitable.
"By the way, there is also Feng Feiyang. Feng Yuxi's Qiankun Movement Technique can help Liu Yan's Four Seasons Revolver Gun to a higher level." At this thought, Yang Ning quickly looked for Feng Feiyang's figure in the crowd.
"Huh?" Yang Ning quickly discovered Feng Feiyang's figure, but the situation was not very optimistic.
Because of Feng Xing'er, Feng Feiyang looked a little embarrassed, but in front of them, the two Qushan tribe members were at the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm.
Yang Ning shouted loudly, and took Yang Ning with the Chengyi Sword and plunged straight away with overwhelming anger.
"What's going on?" Yang Qiong didn't know what was going on, so he took time out and said.
"It's okay. You guys take care of yourselves first." Jian Jue left a sound and chased after Yang Ning.
