The spear is like a dragon, the Qingfeng dances with it, the white clothes are fluttering...
Like a sharp arrow, it pierces the blood red.
With the outbreak of Yang Ning, the speed of this sharp knife team has increased a lot again.
Jian Jue followed Yang Ning and nodded. He was very satisfied with the fact that Yang Ning made a decision with lightning speed in a short period of time and put it into action to quickly form a sharp knife team.
If it succeeds this time, at least nearly a hundred people in Qingming Town can be rescued in a short period of time.
But can the Qushan tribe make his wish come true?
The sword at the pinnacle of the spiritual level in Yang Ning's hand finally showed its value, and all the weapons it touched were broken.
A team of sharp knives, headed by Yang Ning and Liu Yan, was so powerful that they quickly crossed a distance of nearly ten feet, breaking through the encirclement of the Qushan tribe.
At this moment, there is only less than five feet of distance left.
"No, they are going to break through our encirclement..." A sound woke the dreamer.
"Quick, stop them..."
"They must not be allowed to break through the blockade..."
On the Qushan tribe's side, someone quickly saw through Yang Ning's plan.
"Quickly, assist Yang Ning and the others..." The ancestor of the Chai family, surrounded by death energy, dealt with the enemies in front of him and took the lead in approaching Yang Ning's team of sharp knives, hoping to cover them in breaking through the enemy's blockade.
"yes……"
A series of responses sounded.
"Quickly, stop them..." The Qushan tribe took corresponding measures and tried their best to stop them.
The ancestor of the Chai family has used the secret method of burning life, like a god of death, leaving corpses everywhere where he passed, and his death was miserable.
Before long, the people killed by the ancestors of the Chai family would turn into mummy corpses without any trace of blood.
Qu Shanrong, who was in front of the flying boat, snorted softly, and a trace of cunning flashed in the depths of his slightly closed eyes.
Ke Yan was in the air, grabbing the black sword left behind by Wang Xi after his death, with a solemn expression, staring at the only remaining divine general not far away from Feng Liang with resentful eyes.
The purple lion emerged behind Keyan. As the king of beasts, the purple lion exudes its unique majesty.
Ke Yan walked very slowly in the air, but as his footsteps approached, his momentum became stronger and stronger.
"Feng Liang, can you still fight?" Ke Yan shouted sharply, hoping to awaken Feng Liang in sadness.
Feng Liang's pink clothes were stained with blood, and her half-kneeling body was shaking. Obviously, the death of the Feng family ancestor made Feng Liang very depressed and even a little confused.
Hearing Key Yan's sharp shout, Feng Liang raised his head slightly, glanced at Key Yan who was walking away from him, then turned back to stare at the general not far away from him, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't help but clenched his hands.
Liu Kun hugged Liu Baicong and came to the ground.
"Kun'er, go and help the mayor..." Liu Baicong said weakly and struggled.
"But, ancestor..." Liu Kun hesitated. After all, he was currently in a war situation. If he left his ancestor to fight, something unexpected might happen.
"Kun'er, everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. Why do you care about this? Besides, you still have the strength to fight..." The old man Liu Baicong's voice trembled as he told Liu Kun, his eyes never forgetting and paying attention. War situation.
Liu Baicong continued: "I have run out of oil, but you have to remember that Qingming Town is our root. We must not let our roots be broken." Liu Baicong seemed to be very nostalgic for the land that raised him. , has a special feeling.
Liu Kun knew this very well. My ancestor, sixty or seventy years ago, was the elder of Beixuan Jianzong's Sutra Collection Pavilion, and he was very prosperous. Because of the great changes in Yinfeng Valley, the old man was disheartened, and he resolutely returned to Qingming Town. After establishing the Liu family, he never bothered with worldly matters again.
If Mayor Keyan had not come forward this time and asked the ancestor to protect Qingming Town, I am afraid that I would never be able to see the ancestor again in this life.
Liu Kun looked at the ancestor who was as pale as paper in his arms, and felt a trace of unbearability in his heart.
"Kun'er, go ahead. This is the root of our Liu family. We will never allow others to taint it..." Liu Baicong's breath became weaker and weaker, and he had reached the end of his life.
"Ancestor..." The man shed tears easily, but he was not sad yet.
Liu Kun's memory of the old man was particularly fresh, but now Liu Kun shed tears.
In my own memory, the old man was amiable. When I was young, the old man was so kind, but now...
"Ah..." Liu Kun looked up to the sky and screamed, his heart breaking.
"Go quickly, don't let... let me stay... leave regrets..." Liu Baicong passed away and bid farewell to this world completely.
"Okay." Liu Kun placed Liu Baicong's body in a quiet place, knelt in front of the old man, and said, "Ancestor, please look at the unscrupulous descendants, avenge you, and protect this place with you..." Liu Kun's mood Heavy, he kowtowed three times, turned around and flew high into the sky.
Old man Liu Baicong walked peacefully, facing the air, as if he was watching his descendants fighting.
"Mayor, I'm here..." Liu Kun rushed to Ke Yan's side as fast as lightning.
"Okay..." Ke Yan turned his pain into strength, patted Liu Kun's shoulder heavily, and said, "We will protect Mr. Liu's wish."
Ke Yan admired Liu Baicong very much. He went to the Liu family yesterday. Liu Baicong, who was originally unwilling to leave the mountain, heard that someone was threatening the land of Qingming Town. Mr. Liu resolutely agreed. Ke Yan admired such sentiments from the bottom of his heart.
Liu Kun said nothing, and followed Keyan's gaze to look at the only remaining divine general.
"Suffer death..." Liu Kun clenched his teeth, and the three words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, low and decisive.
"Please ask Brother Feng to plunder the formation from the side..." Liu Kun left a sentence in the air, and a green shadow went straight towards the divine general.
"Hahaha... Come all, I will avenge my brothers..." The voice of the general came from the blood mist.
Ke Yan's Purple Lion Seal condensed and followed Liu Kun's footsteps, shooting rapidly.
Feng Liang's figure gradually weakened, and his pink clothes left a pink light and rushed into the blood mist.
On the ground, Yang Ning's sharp knife team encountered a heavy blockage.
"We must hold them, don't let them break through the blockade, and try to catch them all..." Everyone in the blood-red front of the Qushan tribe took the lead bravely.
This team of two hundred people is not comparable to the Silver-blooded Cavalry at all. Not to mention its powerful combat power, in terms of execution ability, it is too much to surpass the Silver-blooded Cavalry.
Following the order, the blood-red armor quickly moved closer to Yang Ning.
Everyone's uniform scimitar is like a killing machine. Wherever it passes, streaks of blood rise.
"Charge..." Liu Yan has used the Four Seasons Revolver Gun countless times.
This is the second summer season of the Four Seasons Revolver Gun. The tip of the gun bursts out with light like the sun, which is breathtaking.
Yang Ning's sword merged into one, and the gems on the sword were shining brightly, reflecting the spear.
The two of them cooperated with swords and guns, and an opponent at the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm was instantly reduced to pieces.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and you could vaguely see a white figure passing by, bringing up gusts of breeze.
Yang Ning shouted: "Move forward..."
Liu Yan took one step forward, and his whole aura instantly changed, turning into the rustling autumn wind, making people feel that autumn was coming.
The tip of the spear came out, bringing up gusts of cold wind, which rustled down like fallen leaves. The sword intent plunders and the ruthless harvest...
In the blink of an eye, two people fell at their feet.
"No, they organized mountain-building realm experts to stop us..." Feng Feiyang let out a long roar and left behind a sentence, his figure shuttled through the crowd, looking in all directions and listening in all directions.
"Liu Yan, how are you?" Yang Ning Qingfeng flashed and kept sprinting in line with Liu Yan's momentum.
"We have less than two feet left before we can break through the enemy's blockade..." Feng Feiyang added, and in conjunction with Keren'er behind him, Feng Yuxi's Qiankun movement skills were displayed vividly.
"Two feet..." Liu Yan muttered silently and said, "Brother Yang Ning, my marksmanship will enter the final shot soon. We use this shot to explode with all our strength, and we should be able to break through the two feet distance." Liu Yan Yan quickly made a decision.
Liu Yan, as the first of the four outstanding heroes in Qingming Town, is not in vain.
Although the next person facing him is a strong man in the mountain building realm, as long as he has a spear in his hand, there is nothing to fear. Liu Yan's face shone with confidence.
The tip of the spear is like a dragon, with little bits of cold light shooting out. Every shot is like the howling cold wind, every shot is the peak...
"Okay." Yang Ning did not hesitate to give in, and made a decisive decision, saying: "Let us have a complete explosion..."
After speaking, Yang Ning's momentum rose again.
Yang Ning has secretly gathered his sword intent. I really don't know what kind of power the Hunyuan sword can achieve when it reaches the sword's intention. Yang Ning is somewhat looking forward to it.
Thirteen sword shadows soon appeared around Yang Ning.
Jian Jue followed Yang Ning, his eyes pleased.
Even Yang Qiong, who was also in the sharp knife team, was surprised. I didn't expect Yang Ning to have reached such a level. It seems that if I can survive this time, I will work hard to practice.
As Yang Qiong who grew up with Yang Ning, although he hated Yang Ning a little when he was a child, at this time, Yang Qiong could no longer afford such thoughts because Yang Ning was too perverted.
Yang Qiong knew that if Yang Ning struck out with all his strength, it would be difficult for even a second-level mountain-building practitioner to take Yang Ning's sword.
How could Yang Qiong despise such a growth rate?
"ah……"
There were screams.
Because of the order given by the ancestor of the Chai family, the practitioners in Qingming Town moved closer to Yang Ning, and they also received the most severe blow.
In an instant, no less than a hundred people fell in a pool of blood.
"Mr. Chai, protect yourselves, don't make fearless sacrifices..." Yang Ning left a sentence, holding the formation spirit bead in his left hand, the lightning flashed, and the thirteen sword intentions slowly gathered.
After comprehending the sword energy, Yang Ning performed the Hunyuan Sword with great proficiency. But it was Yang Ning's first time to use Hunyuan Sword with his sword intention.
But Yang Ning was not afraid, and was even slightly excited, looking forward to the power of this sword.
Sizzling...
The air is exploding.
The lightning was like a silver dragon in the sea of blood, sizzling.
Thirteen sword intentions using the word "stab" slowly converged on the Chengyi Sword in Yang Ning's right hand.
Accompanied by the rustling cold light, it was thrilling.
…
The sword becomes, the gun becomes...
Yang Ning and Liu Yan complemented each other, and Feng Feiyang tried his best to buy time for the two on the outside.
"ah……"
The wind blows with blood, and Feng Xing'er is fragrant and sweats like rain.
"Now..." Liu Yan's spear tip changed again.
"ah……"
In an instant, dozens of people screamed.
I saw a long sword, which surged more than ten feet and stabbed out...
The spear, cold and ruthless, turned into a long dragon, winding and undulating, clearing a long road...
Wherever a spear or a sword passes, they must be avoided and there will be no competition...
