I Am Not A Taoist Ancestor

Outside Shengcheng, Hong Baiyi, half-lengthed in a blood shirt, approached with a sword in his hands.

The aura on his body rose little by little. Behind him, there were thousands of men in armor transformed into literary qi, each with a bloody aura.

In the sky, there are endless stars hanging down, dyeing the armor of these literati armored men white, and the aura on their bodies has increased by two points.

"Heh! Nurhachi, it seems that there is no need for your people to shout! The ancestors are back! This is the vision of my Murong family's turning into the stars!"

On the city wall, Murong Bo looked excited when he saw the sky full of stars.

Nurhachi on the side was full of caution, he could feel the murderous intent in the stars.

"Shut up! Fool! There is a blood Qi in this!" Nurhachi scolded.

"The ancestor must have killed that person! We are waiting to kill him..." Before Murong Bo finished speaking, a head was thrown from the city and fell into his hands precisely.

Take a closer look, it is his ancestor.

Then, a sword light rose from the city, reaching a height of tens of feet.

...

One day later, in the Great Song Dynasty, outside the city of Xiangyang, our own army was fighting. Here, even the masters are in danger of being drowned in the crowd.

They are capable of enemy forces, organized together, and can even easily rush and kill in the armies.

However, this refers to the previous army, at least...not the army of the devil!

Moreover, they have masters, and there is no one on Moyuan's side.

It would be okay if everyone were together, but...on the battlefield, it is easiest to get lost in the crowd.

Therefore, there are sacrifices at all times, and there are attritions at all times. This is an extremely difficult battle.

"kill!"

There are fighting sounds everywhere, even the Qi Sea realm expert, who is like a sea of ​​Internal Energy, has nothing to do on the battlefield.

The army is not an ordinary person. Even if he hasn't practiced True Qi and is completely polished, he is already transcendental, even to the point where he can regenerate his own inner energy.

Qi Sea realm, True Qi is infinite, but with such a large number of people, it is difficult to resist.

Even if it is a master of the divine realm, the mind and divine will can already create an illusion for people. If it is alone in the barracks, it is impossible to say that there is no one who can sneak in and escape.

However, on this battlefield, it was useless.

No matter how strong your spiritual will is, there is no strong mind that gathers tens of thousands of people on the battlefield.

Under the mutual conquest, a lot of masters have died!

At this point, whoever you are may die on this battlefield.

Even... Deva!

"Mongol Thirteen Wings! Do you dare to stop the two of us?" Xiaoyaozi roared.

At this time, Duan Siping and Xiaoyaozi's combined skills urged to the extreme, obviously they wanted to solve the person in front of them at the fastest speed!

The Thirteen Wings of Mongolia are the thirteen peak existences in Mongolia, and together they even have a record of killing Deva.

but……

That was a Deva, and now, they are two Deva. Although they are dragged by the thirteen wings, they can be beheaded after a while.

Suddenly!

While talking, Xiaoyaozi suddenly stood upside down, feeling a sense of horror, and subconsciously moved Ling Bo's microsteps to the extreme. In an instant, an arrow pierced through his phantom.

The sudden change made Duan Siping stunned, and the color behind him changed drastically.

Sure enough, the arrow was shot down by a Sword Qi, and the target was Duan Siping.

"Fengshengang! Absolutely Qimu!" ​​Duan Siping looked at the sword with a solemn expression, his expression constantly changing.

This arrow is made of Fengshengang and Absolute Wood. It is a treasure born after Wuquxing's mutation.

Its function is to block the Divine Sense and True Qi of the Practitioner, so that the Practitioner loses its power.

Xiaoyaozi, Duan Siping glanced at each other, with a solemn expression, feeling the sense of threat that Ruoyuowu didn't know who he was facing.

Fengshengang and Absolute Qimu are genuine products, and it is impossible for others to make arrows together easily.

Unless, the person given to him has unparalleled confidence in this shooter, and believes that he can achieve success without wasting this precious material.

"Xiaoyaozi! Duan Siping! Is it enough with Zhebie?" In the thirteen wings, the leader looked at the two and said.

Zhebie is the sharpshooter of Moyuan, and even once was the master of Xiangyang Chengguo heroes.

As a general of Moyuan, he didn't know how to martial arts, but in that change a hundred years ago, he also got the good fortune of own, and became the absolute top, half-step Deva.

Yes, it's just fascinating, but the power of its arrows, even Deva would never dare to surprise him.

A pair of bows and arrows, hiding in the dark, is most suitable for battlefields and assassinations.

With Zhebie watching in secret, Xiaoyaozi and Duan Siping didn't dare to use their full strength to prevent being hurt by Zhebie's cold arrow.

Thirteen Wings Kazhebe...

It is enough to drag their two major Deva forces here.

...

Zhu Zi, a man with a poor reputation, but he does have strength, he is the strongest person in the field of Chinese Taoism.

His fighting strength, even if he is injured, is a real Deva.

In front of him, is the little Khan of the Demon Yuan, Kublai Khan, the second khan from the Demon Yuan to remove Genghis Khan, and the second Deva of the golden vein.

At this moment, Zhu Zi faced him.

"I never thought that if you are injured, you will have this kind of combat power. The people of Song Dynasty will never hate your holy way, don't you hate it?"

"If my Dao accomplishes that group of beasts of your Demon Yuan, then I would rather not be enlightened!" Zhu Xi's face was miserable as golden paper, obviously because the injury was not healed.

But his words are sonorous and powerful, showing his attitude.

It's like the dad is saying: "I knew you were this group of things, it's better to shoot the wall!"

"But... anyway, at this stage, I can also resist you, the little demon leader of the demon element, with a weak body, thanks to the group of things of your demon element." Zhu Xi's pale face, There was an arc, and the whole old face was full of sarcasm.

"Heh! You can stop me, who can stop the Great Khan?" Kublai is not in a hurry. No one knows the strength of the Great Khan better than him. Now, Da Song's top combat power is coming together to make them great. One by one blocked the combat power, but Kublai was not in a hurry.

As a result, in the battle below, the fierce soldiers still had the upper hand.

Secondly, the Great Khan has not done anything yet, but there is no one on the opposite side.

"Do you think I have no one in Dasong? Look, your khan is still in the army now?" Zhu Xi laughed.

Of course he doesn't panic! Their preparation is more than that.

In order to resist Mo Yuan's footsteps, that Hong Baiyi called out Song's strongest combat power.

His position in the Song Dynasty was close to that of Zhang Sanfeng of Ming Dynasty, but, compared to Zhang Sanfeng, that man was a lonely person and did not create a school, so his reputation was not obvious.

Kublai Khan sensed the disappearing Khan, his face suddenly changed: "How can your Song State still have the Khan who can match Deva's No. 1 Khan?"

Zhu Xi didn't pay attention to him anymore, just concentrating on the tricks while observing the situation in the court.

As for Genghis Khan...

Huang is fair to the emperor!

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