"Stay away." Tang Qingxi whispered to Ning Fengqin, and prepared to rush forward and have a good fight with Qian Daoliu.
"Qingxi, Qian Daoliu's current strength is too terrifying. Even you can't match it. Let's try that move!" Ning Fengqin quickly grabbed Tang Qingxi and said with great worry.
"That has a great impact on you, and it may not succeed. I'll give it a try first." Tang Qingxi held Ning Fengqin's wrist, gave her a comforting look, and then opened Ning Fengqin's hand little by little. Turning to look at Qian Daoliu.
Tang Qingxi turned into a black shadow and rushed straight into Qiandaoliu.
"You alone want to kill gods?" Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, raised his hand to hold the angel holy sword, "Tang Qingxi, today is the day you die!"
"Ha!" Tang Qingxi laughed contemptuously, with extreme fanaticism and madness blooming in his eyes.
The mark between his eyebrows shone slightly, Tang Qingxi absorbed all the remaining killings and sins on the battlefield, raising his aura to its peak.
Qian Daoliu's eyes were cold, and the six wings behind his back were moving lightly. The next moment, he faced Tang Qingxi who was charging forward, came directly in front of Tang Qingxi, waved his angel holy sword, and the golden stream of light passed by.
The demonic energy tumbling on Tang Qingxi's body was like a pitch-black flame. She didn't even retreat, she held the God-killing Sword and slashed towards Qiandaoliu.
The God-killing Sword collided with the Holy Angel Sword, and there was a loud bang. Golden light shot into the sky, and Tang Qingxi's body was chopped down by the Holy Angel Sword.
I saw a black light streaking through the air and hitting the ground. There was a loud bang, a large amount of dust flew up, and a huge pit was created on the ground.
The Qiandaoliu in the air also retreated tens of meters under this collision.
A trace of surprise flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes. He had become a god and thought he could easily crush Tang Qingxi.
Indeed, Tang Qingxi was not his opponent, but he really didn't expect that Tang Qingxi could actually defeat him, even though Tang Qingxi was far more embarrassed than him.
Qian Daoliu's expression was a little complicated. If there weren't so many grievances, Tang Qingxi was simply a disciple of Wuhun Palace. With such a talent, he really wouldn't mind letting Tang Qingxi become the next pope of Wuhun Palace.
I have to admit that Tang Qingxi is indeed better than Qian Renxue, and he is also the person who can truly lead Wuhun Palace to its peak.
It's a pity that they are on opposite sides, and it is destined to be a life-or-death outcome.
"Qingxi!" Ning Fengqin, who was unable to intervene and was even knocked back for a long distance by the aftermath of the fight between the two, dodged to the edge of the pit.
Li Wenrui and Tang San also approached. At this time, both of them secretly hated themselves for not living up to expectations and not being able to inherit the divine throne.
Tang Qingxi stood up slowly at the bottom of the pit with the God-killing Sword, his body shrouded in demonic aura, and he secretly wiped the blood off his face before he jumped out of the pit, smiled at Ning Fengqin, and jumped into the sky again.
But before leaving, Tang Qingxi sent a message to Li Wenrui: "Send a message to Xue Ke to evacuate Jialing Pass!"
Li Wenrui was stunned when he received the message.
Tang Qingxi's battle with Qian Daoliu was definitely not as relaxed as her expression, otherwise she would not have given the order to evacuate directly.
She glanced at the pit again. She was the inheritor of the Shura God and was extremely sensitive to blood. Even if Tang Qingxi covered all the blood stains with demonic energy, she could still smell the faint smell of blood in the air.
Li Wenrui gritted his teeth and turned back to deliver the order.
First fulfill the eldest lady's order, and then be prepared to risk your life.
"Evacuate Jialing Pass?" After hearing Li Wenrui's message, Xue Ke's eyes widened and he looked at Qian Daoliu in the sky.
She didn't know what was going on, and she didn't understand the concept of gods, but Tang Qingxi's instructions made it clear that Qian Daoliu couldn't deal with him now.
"Let's try our best to delay the attack and withdraw!" Li Wenrui said.
The existence of God can indeed have a subversive impact on the battle situation.
"No!" Xue Ke's eyes became fierce, "We can't retreat! If there is no possibility of winning this battle, retreating or not will only lead to destruction sooner or later."
"Ge Long, send troops!" Xue Ke waved his hand and immediately ordered, "Didn't Tang Qingxi say that the killings on the battlefield can bring her improvement? Then go out and kill me! Over the years, Tiandou has been too weak because of its national strength. Xing Luo is as tolerant as possible towards Wuhun Palace. I won’t tolerate it, and I won’t retreat. Even if the country is destroyed, I will stand and perish!”
Xueke rolled up her sleeves, revealing the sleeve arrows on her wrists, which Tang Qingxi had matched for her. She also had a sharp long sword, which Tang Qingxi had specially forged for her.
Xue Ke drew out his long sword, turned around and prepared to descend the city wall. The swan martial spirit appeared, with five yellow, yellow, purple and black spirit rings surrounding it.
"I know I'm taking the lives of imperial soldiers for nothing. I'm going with you!"
"Your Majesty, no!" Ge Long had no intention of disobeying the order to send troops, but when he heard that Xueke was about to go to the battlefield in person, he knelt down in a hurry.
"Ge Long, this is the emperor's order!" Xue Ke glanced at Ge Long calmly and took the lead to get off the city wall. Ge Long could only give the order to assemble and hurriedly followed.
Li Wenrui took a deep look at Xue Ke, turned around and left without saying anything.
Dugu Bo, who was standing aside, blinked slowly and turned to follow Xue Ke: "Your Majesty, don't forget me! You want to kill, right? On this battlefield, when it comes to the number of people killed, no one can compare with me. !”
As a titled Douluo, Dugu Bo knew better than Xue Ke, and he also understood a little bit about the concept of gods during these days.
The strength gap between Qiandaoliu and Tang Qingxi suddenly became so great. It was obvious that the gods on Qiandaoliu's side took action. Tang Qingxi, who had such a strong temper, directly gave the order to retreat. It can be seen that the situation was already dangerous for Tiandou. Life or death.
At this time, Tang Qingxi fought against Qian Daoliu again in the air, and was severely shot down with another blow. This time, it crashed on the wall of Jialing Pass.
A hole was directly smashed into the moat-like city wall of Jialing Pass. Tang Qingxi crawled out from the rubble, and the blood all over his body could no longer be concealed.
"Your Highness, the city of Jialing Pass has been destroyed. Should we take advantage of the moment and capture Jialing Pass!" Seeing the damage to the city wall of Jialing Pass, the Xingluo army who was watching from a distance immediately became commotion, and a general came to Dai Mubai to ask for instructions. .
Dai Mubai frowned, still hesitant.
Then the Jialingguan city gate opened wide, the ground shook, and the Tiandou army rushed out with great momentum, rushing towards the Xingluo army who was watching from a distance.
Dai Mubai's eyes widened: "Is Tiandou crazy?"
On the other side, in the Title Douluo battle circle, everyone was watching the duel between Tang Qingxi and Qian Daoliu.
Many titled Douluo on Tiandou's side were also a little surprised when they saw Tiandou brazenly sending out troops.
"What's going on? Why did Tiandou send troops at this time?" Tang Hao asked in confusion.
Sword Douluo's expression became even more concentrated: "His Majesty Xue Ke is actually leading the troops himself!"
Dugu Bo rushed to the front of the army and came to Tang Hao and others first: "Kill! Let this battlefield be filled with killing! This is the only help we can give Tang Qingxi!"
"Count me in." Tang Chen also left Jialing Pass at some point. "Although his strength has dropped a lot, he is still barely able to deal with ordinary titled Douluo."
"Everyone in the Haotian Sect, risk your life! Qian Daoliu has become a god. If you don't risk your life in this battle, Qian Daoliu will not let go of the Haotian Sect afterwards!" Tang Chen shouted loudly, "Kill me, With the blood of Titled Douluo, I will send the knife to Tang Qingxi!"
"The blood feud will last until death!" Ning Fengzhi followed closely, "Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone! Let's go too!"
"Yes!" Tang Hao and others immediately shouted in response.
Xing Luo and the titled Douluo on the Spirit Hall side all had chills running down their spines. Tian Dou and the others were about to fight to the death!
"Is the situation like this?" Zhu Zhuqing's eyes turned red as he watched Tang Qingxi climb up from the rubble covered in blood and rush towards Qiandaoliu.
Turning to look at the enemy, she saw that Title Douluo's battlefield was not one of them.
Want more killings, then.
"Incarnate into Yama!" The eighth soul ring on Zhu Zhuqing's body lit up, and an unknown aura emitted. His entire face was distorted, turning into pitch black, and followed the Tiandou army out.
