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Chapter 98 Northern Xinjiang Battlefield

Standing in the sky and looking around, there are beacons of smoke everywhere, and dilapidated cities stand below. Everywhere is filled with a strong bloody aura. If there are psychic monks here, they will definitely feel a black aura hovering above every city.

It lasted for a long time. Although Lu Yue also cultivated his soul, he was still in the primary stage. He could absorb and refine the scattered soul fragments, but he could only look back and sigh in despair at the black cloud formed by such strong Yin Qi.

Passing through the ruined cities, the two came to the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang one after another.

From a distance, you can see many monks fighting in the sky, and the light of the magic weapons is constantly flashing. Each of the barbarian cultivators rides birds to fight in the air, and they are not weaker than the air-controlling monks. Waves of low shouts can be heard in the distance.

, it can be seen that the fighting on the battlefield has entered a white-hot stage.

Lu Yue looked at Lu Shuangqi behind her, and observed that she, who had never been out of the Lu family, could face such a fight without changing her expression, and then she made up her mind.

It is getting closer and closer to the battlefield. This is the first time Lu Yue has come to the northern Xinjiang battlefield. In his dream, his previous life, Yue, had also been here once. At that time, the barbarian cultivators had not yet invaded the hinterland of China, and they only fought with the Chinese monks in the Heihe area.

Zhou Xuan. At that time, the Heihe River was also filled with corpses, but most of them were barbaric cultivators. Where is it like now? The barbaric cultivators traveled thousands of miles south to China and slaughtered more than a thousand people in our city. The monks in China were defeated and there was no battlefield.

Meet the enemy.

After a while, the two came to the battlefield. After facing the real fight, they realized how pessimistic the atmosphere here was. More than a dozen barbaric cultivators surrounded the monks one by one, taking turns to fight against the Chinese monks. Even if the cultivators

No matter how high you are, there will be times when you are tired. If you are not careful, you will face attacks from all directions.

Lu Yue fell to the ground, and the strong smell of blood hit him. Lu Shuangqi's face suddenly turned pale. She didn't know how to face it. A stream of soreness and numbness kept rising from her stomach, and Lu Shuangqi forced it down.

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At exactly this time, a Chinese monk was pierced through the body by the weapons of dozens of barbaric cultivators. With unwilling eyes, the monk cut off his breath. The barbarian cultivator laughed and tore the monk apart with all his strength. Blood poured down like rain,

It soaked Man Xiu's animal hide.

When Lu Yue saw this scene, she suddenly felt sad and angry. Her anger was instantly ignited. She drew out the Bright Moon Sword, rushed into the camp of barbarian cultivators, and started fighting.

Only then did Lu Shuangqi realize that this place was no longer the cozy hinterland of China, nor was it the Lu family that regarded herself as the apple of their eye. This place was full of barbaric cultivators who regarded themselves as enemies. They slaughtered my monks, humiliated my women and children, and had nothing to do with China.

There is a sworn hatred.

Thousands of years of comfort have come to an end, and wars have begun again in all directions. Is it the reincarnation of history, or are some people secretly pushing it behind the scenes? Why do every catastrophe target the fertile soil of China? Is it a lack of resources, or is it because the people of China are too used to it?

To live a comfortable life and let others control you?

Lu Yue struck hard and cut a barbarian cultivator in front of him in two. Blood was left along the tip of the sword. It dripped on the ground and splashed a cloud of dust. Life continued to disappear on the battlefield, and a barbarian cultivator thought

Wanting to launch a sneak attack when Queen Lu Yue was unable to do anything, Lu Shuangqi, who woke up, pierced her chest from behind. The mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole followed behind. Many scenes like this were staged in different places.

Lu Yue squinted at Lu Shuangqi and said, "Be more careful."

Then they rose into the sky, and the real battlefield was above. The monks who could control the air had already flown into the sky, facing the barbarian cultivators riding birds, waving their magic weapons constantly.

Lu Yue activated Xuan Gong, and the lung meridian continuously absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to supply the body's consumption. Little bits of light flickered from the meridians. When Lu Yue broke through Yukong, four of the twelve meridians had been opened. Only the lungs

The sutra contains a spirit that allows Lu Yue to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through her breath.

Wu Jingge's Kung Fu method focuses on attack, with defense combined with Kung Fu, which is surprisingly difficult. Lu Yue wielded the Haoyue Sword in an airtight manner, and the three-inch-long sword was constantly swallowing and ready to come out.

As if seeing Lu Yue's low level of cultivation, a barbaric cultivator left the Chinese cultivator who was surrounded by disdain and came to Lu Yue.

This barbaric cultivator belongs to the leopard clan. His strong body is covered with leopard prints, his muscles are knotted, and his veins are bulging. The disproportionate leopard head is inlaid on the human body, which is really vicious.

"Who are you? Please tell me your name." The leopard-headed cultivator flew to Lu Yue on a large black crow and said fiercely.

"Huh, if you want to fight, fight. Where did all this nonsense come from." Lu Yue stabilized her body and carefully looked at Bao Xiu in front of her.

"I, Bao Ziliang, never kill unknown people. You cultivators in Shenzhou are so mother-in-law, don't you even dare to tell me your name?" This Bao cultivator's original name is Bao Ziliang, and he is also a well-known figure among barbaric cultivators.

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"Since you want to know who killed you so much, then remember it. My name is Lu Yue. When you get to the underworld, don't forget to tell the Spirit King that it was me who sent you here." After Lu Yue finished speaking, he waved the Bright Moon Sword.

, a beautiful sword flower flew in front of him.

"Wow! I'm so angry. You Chinese monks are just chirping. Otherwise, how could you end up like this? Huh, no matter how beautiful your moves are, what's the use? In the end, they won't be torn apart by us orcs, hahaha.

"Bao Ziliang raised his head and laughed wildly, raised a pair of axes and beat his strong chest continuously.

The two of them no longer verbally attacked, but quickly approached. Their cultivation reached the realm of controlling the air. Although sometimes they would be aroused by each other's words, they would feel relieved after thinking about it. Only in real battles can the true meaning be seen.

, who wins or loses, fists are the last word.

Bao Ziliang brandished an ax and rode a crow towards Lu Yue. He stepped hard with his right foot and the crow screamed strangely. The crow detached itself from Bao Zi Liang and quickly approached Lu Yue from below. Bao Zi Liang used the power of this step to rush towards Lu Yue.

Heading high into the air, he carried the ax in his left hand behind his back, holding an ax with both hands, and struck Lu Yue hard.

Faced with such a posture, Lu Yue knew that he could not resist forcefully. His own Haoyue Sword was originally a soft weapon, and he was not good at fighting force against force. It was too late, but soon, Lu Yue turned sharply and dodged the leopard.

Liang's axe, "very dangerous", Lu Yue thought to herself.

After missing Lu Yue, Bao Ziliang stepped on the crow behind Lu Yue. Without waiting for Lu Yue to turn around, he jumped into the air again, and his cooperation with the crow was quite tacit.

Lu Yue twisted her upper body, and after dodging Bao Ziliang's attack again, she drew her sword and thrust Bao Ziliang in the air, who could not rely on his strength. A sword mark was swung out, and the three-inch sword light flew forward.

I saw Leopard Liangli yelling "Bah!" and the crow quickly flew to his feet. At the same time, the ax moved back, and bursts of light red light loomed, blocking Lu Yue's attack.

"Humph, you have no other skills except this trick?" Lu Yue said sarcastically.

"Grandpa has a lot of moves, but you kid can't enjoy them. Take Grandpa's ax!" Come on, Bao Ziliang actually threw the ax.

With the roar of the wind, the ax rotated towards Lu Yue. The red light formed a circle in the rotation, surrounding the ax in the center. There were bursts of cracking sounds in the air, mixed with a flash of lightning.

Lu Yue did not dare to underestimate the enemy, and used all her strength to focus on the Haoyue Sword. The three-inch sword glow roared and rose to six inches. In one breath, the ax was already close at hand. Lu Yue used all his strength to meet the sword that was coming.

With a "click" sound, the sharp Haoyue Sword split the red light around the ax in half, revealing the spinning ax inside and flying back to Bao Ziliang.

Withdrawing the long sword, Lu Yue kept shaking her right hand, and the hard fight just now made the tiger's mouth numb. It seemed that her physique was still far behind that of the barbarians, so she couldn't fight hard and could only win by chance.

It was disrespectful to come and go, Lu Yue activated Xuan Gong with both hands, and quickly stepped in the four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest with his feet. After a while, a milky white ball of light came into being, spinning continuously in his hands, low and low.

After murmuring a few spells, the ball of light spun quickly and slowly escaped from Lu Yue's palm. When it flew one meter away from Lu Yue, the ball of light suddenly accelerated and hit Bao Ziliang, who had no idea why.

This move is an improved technique of the "One Move to Become Saint" that Lu Yue learned from the strange sculpture in Wu Jing Pavilion. The original "One Move to Become Saint" Lu Yue does not dare to activate it on his own now, so he can only use all his skills to

Lower it, and then move the power outside the body to let the moves form naturally, so as not to harm your body.

Faced with the sudden arrival of the ball of light, Bao Ziliang couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He originally thought that Lu Yue was just a young monk who had just learned how to control the air, but he didn't expect that he could actually use skills beyond his own cultivation. So he fought twelve

With a lot of energy, he drew out the ax behind his back, one in each hand, and concentrated on dealing with it.

I saw Bao Ziliang shouting "Wow, ah!" The two heavy axes seemed to have no weight, and they were danced tightly by Bao Ziliang. Waves of sharp ax beams continued to fly out, hitting the oncoming enemy.

The ball of light comes.

There were crackling sounds one after another, and the light ball was slowed down by the light of the axe, and it was constantly consuming energy.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Yue suddenly realized that Barbarian Cultivator's ability to control the air was entirely dependent on the crow at his feet. Why not kill the crow first? Then what else could Bao Ziliang rely on to control the air?

After thinking about it, Lu Yue drew out the Bright Moon Sword and flew in the air towards Bao Ziliang. She raised the sword above her head and flew upward before Bao Ziliang could recover, trying to pierce the crow.

Facing the sudden attack, Bao Ziliang above did not show any signs of panic. He concentrated on dealing with the ball of light that kept approaching him, and instead showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

It's just that Lu Yue didn't see this smile. If Lu Yue saw it, he would definitely not do this.

Crow rested at Bao Ziliang's feet with his eyes closed, not even looking at the whistling sword light below. When Lu Yue's Haoyue sword stabbed at Crow, Crow suddenly stretched out his paws and deflected Lu Yue's sword. Tempering

Unprepared, Lu Yue bumped into Crow's belly.

As if she had hit a big mountain, Lu Yue suddenly fell to the ground dizzily. She couldn't help but regretted and cursed in her heart: "Grandma, a crow's belly is so hard, it almost hit my head in the belly."

Shaking her head to regain her blurred consciousness, Lu Yue flew into the air again.