Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Qu Datou looked at Zhan Ying like a madman.

attack?

In a long and narrow valley, attack the giant warriors who can fight against one man and ten thousand men?

In the wasteland, one giant warrior can replace thirty elite human soldiers.

In the canyon, this ratio will be greatly magnified.

What kind of hard-hearted heart is inside Zhan Ying's young body?

However, it was not only Zhan Ying but also Zhao Shiqu who was launching the attack at this moment.

An inch of rivers and mountains, an inch of blood, tens of millions of young people and thousands of soldiers.

Zhao Shiqu knew that he could not defend this small Eagle Belly Mountain, so he accepted the suggestion of Mr. Zhuge, his first staff member, and chose to attack.

Since there is no way to retreat, he attacks. He wants to regain the third line of defense he just lost.

In order to attack, he used almost all his strength, and he also mobilized the Dragon Cavalry Legion, which suffered very heavy losses.

There was not much Fierce Fire Oil left, which was used to deal with the Legion of Destruction still in the wasteland outside Yingzui Cliff. Zhao Shiqu did not dare to use Fierce Fire Oil anymore.

I saw tens of thousands of knights from the Dragon Cavalry Legion, as well as countless warriors from the Griffin Tribe and Eagle Tribe, flapping their wings and starting to take off.

Each of them holds a five-stone crossbow and carries several full arrow boxes behind them.

Now these flying armies, relying on their air superiority, flew over the canyon, and then fired wildly at the heavenly warriors in the canyon that was dozens of miles long.

These iron feather arrows do little harm to tall soldiers and warriors, but they can harm madman warriors and skeleton warriors.

Especially the strange green light on the arrows, indicating that the arrowheads of these crossbow arrows are quenched with poison. At the rear of the battlefield, wooden basins were lined up. Thousands of military doctors were preparing poisons. Countless civilians dragged bags of herbs from the warehouses, pounded them, mixed several herbs, and poured them into the wooden basins. Li Diu, finally in Mu

Pour half a foot of clean water into the basin and stir.

Bundles of iron-feathered arrows were dipped into the sticky wooden basin. After waiting for a few breaths, they were picked up and handed over to the ready-to-go dragonriders and the foreign warriors who could fly in the southern border.

After receiving the iron feather arrows soaked in poison, these flying armies will immediately take off and fly towards the south. After shooting all the iron feather arrows, they will fly back and continue to receive the next batch of poisonous crossbow arrows. .

War is killing, using swords is killing, using poison is killing, there is no essential difference.

In order to win, you can do whatever it takes.

So war is definitely not an art.

Ye Xiaochuan met his opponent, a middle-aged man from the Xuanhuang tribe. He was very handsome and wore an ugly yellow armor, which could not hide his aloofness as a heavenly being. Ye Xiaochuan didn't bother to ask his name, or whether he was a native of the heaven, or a traitor like Qi Hongye who betrayed the world. He put all the magical powers he had learned in his life like an exhibition, and went there over and over again. middle aged

The man was pouring out.

Obviously, the middle-aged man's cultivation level is not too high. He is at the peak of Lingji at most, which is much worse than Qi Hongye. However, his defensive power is such that even a swordsman like Ye Xiaochuan who majors in swordsmanship has a hard time defeating him. . Nine jade magic weapons emitting dark yellow light, plus an earth-based fairy sword, wrapped him into a turtle shell. Ye Xiaochuan looked like a hungry tiger descending the mountain, facing the turtle with its limbs and head shrunk in the hard shell. , and I also feel like I have no idea what to eat.

Sleep.

So, he and this guy got tired of being together like a couple.

The battlefield was divided into two levels. There was a melee in the air hundreds of feet above the ground. Almost a million cultivators were fighting in the space at that height.

A few hundred feet further up is the battle of arts. The battlefield spread out by millions of cultivators below seems to be similar in scale to the battlefield spread out by one or two thousand elders and masters above. This is the real sense of battle of skills and sword fighting.

The space was very large, and as far as the eye could see, there were several guys fighting each other like magic weapons, so there was enough space for Ye Xiaochuan and the middle-aged man to get tired of being together.

In fact, Ye Xiaochuan regretted a little. He should have found a beautiful fairy from heaven as his opponent from the beginning. How would it be appropriate to be with a middle-aged uncle who has lived for hundreds of years?

As a promising young man who loves to work and talks about the four beauties and has read many novels, he feels that this is an insult to gentleness. Wanyan Wulei's opponent not far away was a beautiful fairy from the heaven. He wanted to exchange with Wanyan Wulei, but he found that the beautiful fairy was not at a disadvantage even in the face of Wanyan Wulei's quick attack of Farewell Divine Whip. This made him immediately cancel the relationship.

Change your opponent's thoughts.

Self-knowledge has always been one of his few strengths.

Being able to fight with the white-haired witch Wan Yan Wu Lei is inseparable. She is definitely a peerless master in the realm of gods and humans. Ye Xiaochuan does not think that he will be the opponent's three-in-one general.

"I don't believe that I can't break your turtle shell!"

Ye Xiaochuan let out a clear whistle. The sound was loud but very calm. Impatience was a taboo among masters. He had more actual combat experience than most of the elders here, and he knew this truth well.

The Qiankun Yi Sword was activated more than ten times in a row. This move consumes the power of the soul. In the past, Ye Xiaochuan would occasionally activate the Qiankun Yi Sword when fighting against the enemy. Now, it is like an expired product on sale, without any restraint, and will never Too wasteful.

Ye Xiaochuan was very fast. He put his sword in another place, and almost a dozen dark blue sword lights as thin as smoke were shot at the elegant and arrogant heavenly monk almost at the same time.

Around the middle-aged man's body, nine magic weapons that looked like jade pieces lingered, emitting a dark yellow light, flying back and forth. Most of the dozen sword energies were intercepted, blocked, and dissolved by those strange jade magic weapons.

Although there was a deafening bang, the jade pieces were not broken.

As for the remaining few tiny sword energies that broke through the jade defense, they hit the middle-aged man's defensive sword circle, only vibrating the yellow defense barrier, and there was no way to break through.

Pervert.

These were the two words that flashed in Ye Xiaochuan's mind.

The sword master killed and had extremely strong attack power. The Qiankun Sword was a tiny sword light formed by compressing all the power. The smaller the sword light, the greater the power.

He knew that his attainments in the Qiankun Sword were not as good as Yun Qiyou, Ning Xiangruo, and Gu Jianchi, but he could definitely rank in the top ten among his peers or peers.

As a result, the powerful sword energy of Qiankun Sword hit the opponent's jade piece and failed to break it.

Ye Xiaochuan could not think of any other adjective to describe the defensive power of the jade piece except abnormal.

This is a fight between spear and shield, a contest between defense and attack.

Ye Xiaochuan did not believe in evil. He could break the Vajra Dharma of Buddhism, so he did not believe that he could not break the defensive barrier of an unknown person in the heaven. So, he pointed his sword towards the sky, and densely packed swords quickly took shape. It was the Ten Thousand Swords Style of the Eight Styles of the Divine Sword, one of the six major sword techniques of Cangyun Sect.