"How did you become like this?" Mo Yingxue couldn't believe it.
Waiting, waiting, waiting, the reinforcements that arrived turned out to be a bunch of defeated soldiers, and their wounds were still seeping with bright red blood, which showed that there was still an enemy hanging behind them.
"Chief, we are being hunted by people, and they are all from the Sword Academy."
One of the two wonderful enlightened beings who spoke.
"Where are the other two?" Mo Yingxue frowned slightly, her eyes filled with coldness.
"They... are dead." The students from Xuanwen Sword Academy who arrived lowered their heads.
The corner of Mo Yingxue's mouth twitched slightly, "Who did it?"
"We." Three men wearing clothes of different colors.
Their faces are almost the same, and their steps are almost the same.
He came with more than ten people from Xuanwen Sword Academy.
One is red like blood, one is blue like water, and one is yellow like soil.
Xin Xingge frowned slightly.
"The sword is red, the sword is blue, the sword is yellow, why are you here? We promised that the water from the well will not interfere with the water from the river."
"Don't get me wrong, we are just here to harvest Ningguo's young talents."
Dao Hong took one more step, smiled slightly, raised the narrow blade and pointed it diagonally in the air.
"I don't like joining forces with others." Xin Xingge's voice became colder.
"That's not up to you. Xuanwen Sword Academy will carry out the orders of the king without any hesitation." There was no smile on Dao Hong's face.
Hearing this, Xin Xingge frowned deeply, considered for a moment, and said:
"I'll help you stop him."
She stretched out her green jade fingers and pointed them at Long Zhan.
Long Zhan waved his hand as if nothing had happened, "Come on, I should have been tracking you before. Unexpectedly, your aura was difficult to capture, so I actually lost you... Now I'm just in time to make up for it."
Xin Xingge nodded and chuckled, stepping towards Long Zhan.
Seeing this, Dao Hong said nothing more.
He showed his eyes, and the rest of the Sword Academy understood and gathered around the people of Xuanwen Sword Academy.
Mo Yingxue raised her eyes, flashing cold light, "Do you really think that there is no one in our Xuanwen Sword Academy?"
Dao Hong, Dao Blue, and Dao Huang held the knives in their hands and took a few more steps forward.
Mo Yingxue and the other two Miaowujing members of Xuanwen Sword Academy released their energy and faced each other from a distance.
At this time, the sound of drawing a sword resounded loudly.
Sonorous! Sonorous! Sonorous!
The three sword lights worked together and slashed out.
There was an extremely blazing fire, but it was not a normal fire color, like a burning red lotus blood blade.
A deep blue streak, like the water of Lethe River leaking from the underworld of hell.
A streak of earth-yellow stone rolled towards me, carrying the power of landslides and ground cracks.
Converging from different directions to the same point——
Mo Yingxue!
Mo Yingxue used Shuangxiao Jianwan, and the two Miaowujing beside her cooperated with her to fight fiercely with Dao Hong and others.
The leader took the lead, and the students from Xuanwen Sword Academy and Xuanwen Sword Academy also fought with each other.
Although there were many people in the former group, most of them were seriously injured.
The latter didn't take any action along the way, so he spent some energy on the way.
Comparing the two, a huge gap appears.
The confrontation lasted only a moment, when a student from Xuanwen Sword Academy screamed and his head rolled to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Mo Yingxue was furious.
Her body trembled slightly, and spiritual energy swept around her overwhelmingly.
Shuangxiao Jianwan screams like a phoenix.
Waves of frosty air shot out in all directions, forcing the red sword to retreat.
Blue swords and yellow swords came up to him, and the shadows of the swords in his hands turned into countless shapes.
Dao Hong laughed ferociously, turned into a stream of light and rushed towards everyone in Xuanwen Sword Academy.
"No!" Mo Yingxue went to intercept, but was stopped by Dao Lan and Dao Huang's joint swords.
The other two masters of Miaowu Realm from Xuanwen Sword Academy were also caught in this sword force and could not escape for the time being.
Dao Hong entered the scene, and Xuanwen Sword Academy, which was already showing signs of decline, was even more defeated.
He killed three people with the first blow, and three more with the second blow.
The figure is like a ghost, very suitable for group battles and harvesting.
Moreover, everyone in the Xuanwen Sword Academy has received special training to specifically cooperate with Dao Hong.
As time goes by, dozens of people in Xuanwen Sword Academy will inevitably suffer casualties.
On the other side, Long Zhan and Xin Xingge were dueling. The two were attacking and defending each other, but they had no intention of fighting.
At this moment, one person represents the Jing State, and the other represents the Bian State. The leaders of the two countries have made an explanation, mainly targeting the people of the Ning State, and working together to kill the best.
Long Zhan didn't care about this, he just wanted to fight against the masters and have a good time.
However, as Xin Xingge was from the Bian Kingdom, the words of the country's leader had a certain deterrent effect on her.
Therefore, her body is like a strong wind, and she occasionally strikes out with a knife and walks away as soon as it touches her. She is not reluctant to fight at all.
"It's not pleasant, it's not pleasant, it's so unpleasant." Long Zhan's body was covered with a looming shadow, and his energy was like a dragon and a snake dancing.
boom! boom! boom!
The energy blasted in all directions, leaving deep holes on the ground and cliffs, stirring up billowing sand and dust, making it difficult to breathe.
Xin Xingge walked back and forth with his sword at his side, but he was still unable to induce the dragon to fight.
It's as if the topography of the sky is the dragon's lair, and he will never take a step forward.
"If you want to fight fiercely, you have to come out."
Long stopped fighting and stood in the sky, staring at Xin Xingge.
At this time, almost all the people in Xuanwen Sword Academy were slaughtered.
Mo Yingxue and the two remaining Miaowujing members from Xuanwen Sword Academy fought their way out of the tight encirclement and galloped all the way.
The red sword, the blue sword, and the yellow sword don't chase them either.
They turned their heads and walked toward the sky.
"We've finished our work, but you're not in good shape yet, and Xingge the Swordsman doesn't seem to be doing well either." Dao Hong teased.
Xin Xingge didn't care and said instead: "The three people who escaped are the most critical three people. If you don't chase them, you have the nerve to say more here."
Dao Lan spread his hands, "Where do you think the other people in Dao Yuan are? The net is set, they can't escape."
Dao Hong shook his head and pointed at Long Zhan, "Now, he belongs to us."
After saying this, without waiting for Xin Xingge's reply, the blue sword, the red sword, and the yellow sword slashed out three rays of sword light, one at a time.
Long Zhan stamped his foot on the ground, raised his elbow, waved his arm, raised his knee, and instantly used three moves to crush the sword light.
"Nothing more than that!"
At this time, Xin Xingge turned around and said in a fierce voice: "How brave, you dare to interfere with my opponents!"
The short sword in her hand was half out, and she was about to draw it to kill someone.
The corners of Dao Hong's mouth were cold, he squirmed slightly, and said a few words through the voice transmission.
Xin Xingge's pupils suddenly shrank, sheathed the sword immediately, waved her hand, "Let Luo Chun remember his promise."
After saying that, Xin Xingge turned and left.
"Okay, no one is in the way, why don't you get out of the way?" Dao Hong sneered.
"I drove this road, leaving the money to buy the road." Long Zhan joked calmly.
Dao Hong, Dao Lan, and Dao Huang said in unison: "Seeking death!"
Three dazzling sword lights were slashed out again.
Long Zhan sneered: "The same trick won't have any effect if you try it again."
Bang bang bang!
Easily shattering the sword light, Long Zhan took a few steps back and stood within the terrain of the first line of heaven.
At this time, a vague shadow appeared above him.
"Daoyuan, lost soul, come and learn from me."
As soon as the words fell, the sword fell as well, and an almost invisible blade of light slashed towards Long Zhan's head.
Long Zhan raised his arms in front of his face, and the skin of his forearms was filled with golden light, like a layer of black gold and iron.
The sword cut the forearm, making a clanging sound of gold and iron.
There was a moment of silence!
A dagger was stabbed into Long Zhan's abdomen, and a blurry figure slowly emerged.
He kicked Fei Long Zhan twice in a row.
Long Zhan took a few steps back and looked up.
The true appearance of the lost soul is revealed - neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither handsome nor ugly. It seems that it has no characteristics and can disappear when thrown into the crowd.
but!
Dao Hong, Dao Lan, and Dao Huang took the initiative to nod to him, their eyes full of respect.
"Chief Sword Academy, Killing Sword Lost Soul, turned out to look like this." Long Zhan covered his wound and activated a special body refining method.
At this time, a dim light flashed across his face, and his whole body was stagnant.
Bang!
After falling to the ground, Long Zhan touched the corner of his mouth fiercely. The blood stained on the tiger's mouth was glowing blue.
"Don't move around. The more this poison circulates the spiritual energy and the ancient blood, the more painful it will be."
Lost Soul walked up to Long Zhan, put the long and narrow blade against Long Zhan's throat, and chuckled:
"Are you still a hero?"
Long Zhan gritted his teeth and felt severe pain in his body, making it difficult to speak.
Lost Soul's eyes were indifferent, and the knife in his hand became even colder.
The next second, the sound of swords resounded throughout the sky, and the Jingxian sword passed through the air, cutting off the long knife in Lost Soul's hand with one strike.
Lin Ming, shrouded in the divine text with the word "hidden", quickly approached Lost Soul.
Lift your foot and kick it out.
Bang! Bang!
Losing his soul, Dao Lan retreated in shock.
Lin Ming's figure suddenly appeared. Lightning reached out and grabbed Dao Hong and Dao Huang's necks respectively.
"If you don't want to be a hero, how can you be a bear?"
After saying this, Lin Ming exerted force on his palm, and there was a crisp sound. The red and yellow neck bones of the sword were shattered, and he died completely.
