The breaths of the four innates joined hands to form a world of absolute oppression. Even hundreds of miles away, the soldiers of Northern Mongolia felt an unbearable oppression.
Fan Lingyue stood up, waved his hand, and Pure Karma Primeval flew in front of him. The sword continued to tremble before it was unsheathed. He was obviously disturbed by this powerful aura.
"Military Advisor"
Xiao Wanhua, Qing Wuyou and others hurried forward with worried expressions on their faces.
"Stand back, these people are not something you can handle," Fan Lingyue said coldly.
Generals Xiao Wanhua, Qing Wuyou and other generals did not dare to disobey orders and retreated repeatedly with many soldiers.
In the lonely night, before Fan Lingyue entered the military camp alone, he was waiting for the enemy approaching at great speed in the distance.
The night wind blew by, blue skirts and shirts fluttered, and black hair floated in the wind like a waterfall. No one could predict the future battle. The soldiers of Northern Mongolia still trusted their Military Advisor wholeheartedly as always, and would not waver even if the sky fell.
Only (none) Xiao Wanhua, whose strength is closest to Xiantian, has eyes full of worry. The gap between Xiantian and Houtian Realm is unimaginable. No matter how strong Military Advisor is, it is impossible to deal with four strong Xiantians at the same time.
The four of them arrived in the blink of an eye, two men and two women, none of them looked old, but their real ages were frighteningly old.
"Ancestor"
Xiao Wanhua saw one of the men, he looked startled and said in shock.
Did he see it wrong? The person in front of him turned out to be the ancestor of the Xiao family whom he had the honor to meet once when he was a child.
More than thirty years later, he still vaguely remembered his ancestor's appearance, which was exactly the same as the person in front of him, without any difference.
"A member of the Xiao family? What a coincidence." Xiao Pojun looked at him and said calmly.
"Do you have any descendants? Don't be merciful because of this," the woman in red said coldly.
"That's natural" Xiao Pojun nodded.
"Fan Lingyue, I will give you one last chance. As long as you cooperate with Featherfall Valley, we will immediately help you defeat Great Xia. Otherwise, today next year will be your memorial day," a middle-aged man in blue said, warning.
"As I said before, whether or not I can defeat Great Xia is my business. It is not Featherfall Valley's turn to decide the future of the Divine Continent." Fan Lingyue said indifferently, unmoved at all.
"Ancestor, how can you help Featherfall Valley deal with Military Advisor?" Xiao Wanhua took a step forward and asked anxiously.
"Unbridled" Xiao Pojun's eyes turned cold, and the aura around his body spread, instantly knocking Xiao Wanhua back ten feet.
"I have heard about the Xiao family's broken army for a long time. When I saw it today, I was disappointed," Fan Lingyue said calmly.
"No matter how much you use your words, you won't be able to survive tonight. The world-famous Northern Mongolian Military Advisor is nothing more than that. He doesn't know how to adapt to the situation. He is called Foremost Strategist Under Heaven in vain." The last woman in yellow spoke sarcastically.
"It's no use talking anymore, come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Lingyue took a step forward, and suddenly, the gleaming white light rose up, shining brightly on the world.
"Be careful, this white light is weird, invulnerable, and can drain people's energy, making it very difficult to deal with," the woman in red warned.
"Are you afraid of being beaten? Houtian Realm is at its peak, no matter how powerful it is, how powerful can it be?" the woman in yellow sneered.
"Old Madam Yan, if you want to die, no one will stop you," the woman in red snorted coldly and replied.
"Don't argue anymore. If you can't complete the task, it will be of no benefit to anyone."
After saying that, the middle-aged man in blue stepped forward and struck out with a palm. The vast energy swept the spiritual power of heaven and earth and suppressed it with a crash.
Fan Lingyue A sword was drawn out, white light shone brightly, and the powerful true energy disappeared instantly.
The middle-aged man in blue was suddenly startled, his body bent in the air, and he retreated ten feet away.
At the same time, the long knife in Xiao Pojun's hand fell down, with overwhelming domineering power and power that shook the world.
"Ketu Blade" Fan Lingyue narrowed his eyes, did not dodge or avoid, raised his delicate hands to the sky, and grabbed Ketu Blade's front with a clang.
The sword of the ancient overlord Luohu has the ability to cut the sky, but I didn't expect it to be in the hands of Xiao Pojun.
On Ketu Blade, the white light spread like Yue Hua, and Xiao Pojun felt that the whole body's true energy was leaking and draining rapidly.
With the palm of the sword, the woman in red stepped forward, using the power of her palm to surround Wei and rescue Zhao.
Fan Lingyue let go of Ketu Blade, turned to one side, and immediately faced him with a sword, slashing through a brilliant killing light.
The woman in red retreated quickly, unwilling to touch its edge easily.
In the blink of an eye, the three people's siege had passed a round. The three innates joined forces and could not gain the upper hand at all. The woman in yellow on the side was shocked. How could Houtian Realm be so powerful at the peak of his powers?
"Come together, or no one will be able to go back tonight," the woman in red warned again.
This time, the woman in yellow no longer refuted, she held her right hand empty, and a sharp ancient sword appeared. The sword body was cold and piercing.
Four people surrounded him and joined forces to attack. The powerful aura was overwhelming and overwhelming everything.
Five of the world's strongest men fought a decisive battle, four against one. In front of the Northern Mongolian army, everything collapsed and the earth was devastated.
Fan Lingyue The white light all over his body was sublimated to the extreme, raising his combat power to the extreme. Ten feet of white light enveloped the world.
Blood pooled and overflowed from the corner of his mouth, falling drop by drop on the blue skirt. Fan Lingyue's body could not withstand the release of its full strength for a long time, and began to feel exhausted.
Among the Tiancang Academy, the Master transformed the awe-inspiring aura of Confucianism, opened the disk of the sky, and all phenomena in the void rotated, revealing the mechanism of heaven and earth.
After a long time, the Master stopped, looked in the direction of the distant misty forest, and said, "Ning Chen, come to the academy immediately."
Among Underworld Netherworld, Ning Chen, who had been in seclusion for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes. The surrounding Sword Intent converged, stood up, took a step, and disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, the ghost sedan was speeding towards the academy.
In less than half an hour, the ghost sedan arrived at the academy. Ning Chen got off the sedan, and his figure passed through an afterimage and arrived at the Master's small courtyard.
"The Master" Ning Chen bowed respectfully and saluted.
"There is something I want to tell you," The Master said slowly.
"The Master, please speak," Ning Chen said respectfully.
The Master briefly explained what happened to Featherfall Valley. After that, he said calmly, "You decide what to do."
Ning Chen said nothing more, summoned the ghost sedan and quickly headed north.
The Master nodded, a flash of relief flashed in his old eyes. These two young people were much more sober than most people in the world.
Not far away, Headmaster was silent. Unexpectedly, he was not as big as a young man.
He really couldn't help Military Advisor in Northern Mongolia. Even though he was in the third disaster, he still couldn't ignore the rise and fall of Great Xia. He hoped that the master of the Divine Continent would be Great Xia instead of Northern Mongolia.
The speed of the ghost sedan was getting faster and faster. Among the ghost sedans, Ning Chen took out Flower of the Other Shore, bit off a petal and swallowed it.
The battle for a while would definitely be extremely brutal. If the poison broke out at that time, he wouldn't even have a chance to take Flower of the Other Shore.
He never expected that after leaving seclusion, the first battle would be to help Fan Lingyue. Originally, he wanted to give her a surprise, but this time, Fan Lingyue gave him a surprise.
In front of the Northern Mongolian army, the battle became more and more intense. Fan Lingyue, who was attacking with all his strength, was as brilliant as the nine-day Xuan Yue, lighting up the whole world.
One to four, fighting across Xiantian and Houtian Realm, the four of them were shocked that there was such a terrifying person in the world.
However, no matter how powerful Fan Lingyue was, he finally showed signs of fatigue in the face of the siege of the four innates. While swatting away the attacks of the three with one sword, the force of the palm on his back was printed, and the white light could not reach it. The three-layered martial arts body was added to the body, and the sky was stained with blood.
"Military Advisor" Qing Wuyou, Xiao Wanhua and other generals looked shocked and immediately rushed forward to help.
"Back off"
Fan Lingyue gave a cold shout and ordered.
Qing Wuyou and the others stagnated. The accumulated authority of the military orders for a long time made them dare not disobey them, and they retreated step by step to their original positions.
"Fan Lingyue, you have won the respect of Xiao Pojun. The next move will be to take your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Pojun raised Ketu Blade, and the sword light shot into the sky, streaking a long bloodstain. The terrifying power made the nine heavens tremble, and it was extremely shocking.
Upon seeing this, the other three people's skills rose and they cooperated with each other to end the life of the woman in front of them with one move.
However, at this moment, a jet-black sword appeared in Zhan Huan. Xiao Pojun, who was concentrating on his moves, was unable to react in time. While trying to dodge with all his strength, the sword still penetrated his right chest.
"What a pity"
Ning Chen pulled out Ink Sword, and the figure flashed in front of Fan Lingyue, with a slight regret on his face. With this sword, he originally wanted to pierce the heart on the left chest.
Everyone present was shocked by the sudden change. Xiao Pojun, who was injured by Ink Sword, immediately activated his true energy to stop the bleeding wound.
The other three people also focused their attention, not daring to be careless in the face of the sudden strange and powerful man.
"Is it you?"
Fan Lingyue coughed, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and said tiredly.
"Are you surprised? I didn't expect that one day we would join forces, but can you still fight?" Ning Chen said calmly.
"Infinite fighting spirit"
Fan Lingyue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly.
"That's good, tonight there is no distinction between Great Xia and Beimeng between you and me. Let's clean up these Divine Continent traitors first. The thing I hate most in my life is the traitor."
Ning Chen looked at the four people in front of him and said with murderous intent.
"What is a traitor?" Fan Lingyue asked.
"I tell you that you don't understand the language spoken in my hometown," Ning Chen replied.
"Ha" Fan Lingyue said with a faint smile, "That goes without saying, but can your body hold on? Don't hold me back."
"That's what I want to tell you too."
Ning Chen replied, took a step forward, and Sword Intent appeared around him.
Fan Lingyue A strange color flashed in his eyes, he was indeed different.
"It seems that you are about to step into the innate world," Fan Lingyue said lightly, radiating white light.
"I'm just like you, I don't dare to take that step."
Ning Chen moved, Ink Sword opened the sky, and an unparalleled Sword Intent directly crossed the boundary between innate and Houtian Realm, and flew directly towards Xiao Pojun and the woman in yellow.
The two were shocked. Ketu Blade and Gu Feng cooperated and crashed into the Sky-Opening Sword with a bang.
There was a shocking explosion, and the blood in the two people's bodies was affected by this terrifying Sword Intent, and they violently churned.
A single sword responds to both swords, and once the battle begins, it becomes a matter of life and death.
On the other side, after losing two opponents, Fan Lingyue suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced. Pure Karma Primeval was swaying, and the white light was cool and rustling.
The woman in red and the middle-aged man in blue joined forces to fight, and the battle was also extremely fierce.
Yesterday's rivals and today's comrades-in-arms, in the face of external aggression, the two of them put down their positions without reservation and faced the enemy with all their strength.
:
&;