Archfiend Chapter 857: : Battle node

The sword was as bright as snow, and a team of two thousand people was completely killed in less than twenty minutes.

The smell of blood was in the air, no one spoke, everyone just watched the killing field, and no one bowed their heads.

The knife fell, and people died, Liu Mingyang didn't show any mercy. When there were no more captives, he finally spoke: "Lymphomaniac, I don't want to drag you anymore."

He raised a finger and looked at Xu Yangyi with a fiery gaze: "World War I."

"A week later, the Dajin Dynasty and Qingcheng Mountain fought a decisive battle at Dujiangyan, can you dare to accept it?"

This sentence is like thunder across the air. In the Dajin Dynasty, I don't know how many ancient eyes were cast over.

Su Changqing stood up from his seat, and there were other Tianjiao, General Ji Fang Zhengyuan all stared fiercely, staring at the majestic mountain ahead.

The First World War.

The winner is determined!

There was a dead silence at the scene, Liu Mingyang stood proudly in the sky, unparalleled in power, staring at Xu Yangyi, their eyes were like swords. After a long time, he said: "Do you dare?"

Before the words fell, a row of huge drums rang out from behind him, and the sound waved across the air like a wave, setting off a stormy sea. The flags of Zhenwu Realm seemed to be booming, and the voices of millions of people gathered into terrifying waves, sweeping the entire Dujiangyan!

"Zhenwu Wansheng! Wansheng! Wanwansheng!!!"

"Dare to fight!"

The clouds in the sky were all shaken away, and the birds in the mountain mist flew away like a lone cloud. The **** scream of killing followed the clouds and slammed into Qingcheng Mountain.

"Qiangqiang!" I don't know how many monks, the long sword is almost out of its sheath at this moment, and countless eyes are staring at Xu Yangyi.

War!

Two thousand heroes cannot die in vain! They want to fight! The True Martial Realm dared to write the battle book face to face, even if the entire ancestral court was broken, he would take up the battle!

"How courageous!" The main gaze of the Three Sages was hot, the sound of swords rang through the blood, and he immediately looked at Xu Yangyi: "Heming Mountain, please fight! Dao friends, why are you hesitating?"

The repressive madness, the noisy killing, the big lid of Mount Qingcheng was completely lifted two years later. Fuse/cord is already covered below.

Once it is ignited, it will be broken, regardless of each other.

As much attention, Xu Yangyi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahahaha!" A few seconds later, he lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said: "Why not dare?"

"Since you want to die, the real man will send you to the west."

"Taoist ancestral court, Southwest Gate, Qingcheng Mountain, and the entire Sichuan Basin behind you, the two twin cities, take your battle!!"

Relying on the national gate and Chengdu and Chongqing as the logistics, these two years of depressive and late decisive battle, even if it was turned upside down, it is not ashamed of it.

Killing a reverse.

A hearty battle.

For two years...Isn't anyone waiting for this decisive battle?

As soon as the voice fell, on the Qingcheng Mountain, in the sky, at the foot of the mountain, countless sword lights boiled, and the white blades reflected the sunlight, turning into a magnificent light curtain.

Three million people Qi Liangjian!

The sword refers to Dajin.

"Invincible!!!"

I don’t know who yelled this loudly. Then, millions of people shouted, "Invincible!!"

Two terrifying noises blasted in mid-air, and the morale of both parties rose to the peak. This battle determines the overall situation of Huaxia, and determines the ownership of the Queen of Jin. No one can return.

"Okay!!" Liu Mingyang screamed up to the sky: "A week later, let's see...who can be proud of the world!"

"Swipe!" The figures of him and the eight golden cores turned into streamers and disappeared into the world.

"Friends, what about the tens of thousands of prisoners of Zhenwu Realm?" When Xu Yangyi and his party landed, Chaoyangzi asked in a deep voice.

"Keep it." Xu Yangyi didn't hesitate. This scene made him understand too much. More than two thousand people died for justice. He...has been waiting for less than a week.

Now, he wants to do something for these people.

For these people who understand all the Jindan minds, and go to death without hesitation.

For these monks who wanted to let the Southwest Gate share the same hatred and united will, without complaint or regret, without a word to death.

He licked his lips, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared: "Outside the old monarch's palace, Zhu Xian's array, which was left by Zhang Daozu before he entered the Dao. The murderous intent was too high, and it would take thirty thousand foundation-building monks to unblock them. . Our people are dead, can the prisoners of Zhenwu Realm go back?"

As soon as he returned to the Laojun Palace, Chu Zhaonan had already walked up and looked at him deeply: "You are really cruel."

"In order to defend the Southwest Gate, I did not try, and let two thousand people sacrifice before the battle."

Xu Yangyi was sitting on the main seat, holding up a cup of Lingcha, but the cup was creaking in his hand.

"Am I wrong?" After a long time, he asked in a deep voice.

He...it is possible to change back to those people.

Taking a prisoner of the real martial arts world, but... he didn't try this.

"No." Chu Zhaonan pondered for a moment and replied affirmatively: "You're right."

"This... is likely to be a battle to rewrite the situation of the earth. The significance of the post-Jin Dynasty Lord is extraordinary. Xu Zhenjun almost spared his life to do this. We...don't let him down."

"We understand, and the real martial arts also understand. The next battle... no one dares to think about the intense situation, and even the entire Dujiangyan will be broken. However, our people are much less than the Dajin Dynasty, and we don’t count the sacrifices on the other side. Under the circumstances, the country is precarious. But the whole country is unable to deploy available soldiers. If I am in your position..."

He sighed and looked directly into Xu Yangyi's eyes, without shaking: "I... will do this too."

"Without the idea of ​​dying for the country, this gate cannot be kept. It must be done, and it can only be done!"

Silence.

Say, everyone knows. This is not comfort, this is the truth.

But it was Xu Yangyi's decision to do it.

No one speaks, the default of the eight golden cores in silence. He bears the most.

The safety of the country, the torture of conscience, is it war or forbearance? Is it to change or to see? Everything... depends on what he means.

How can he feel better in his heart?

"Xu..." Chu Zhaonan didn't get an answer, feeling a little worried. This kind of thing is the most painful for those who make decisions. He is very afraid that the other party will be devastated.

"I know." Xu Yangyi lowered his head suddenly, his eyes turned from the grief to flames: "The dead are gone, the living is like this. What I can do now is not to blame the sky and the others to hurt the spring and autumn, but It was in the decisive battle a week later that completely defeated the Zhenwu Realm! Disabled!"

"Only in this way can we truly be worthy of their spirit in the sky!"

He took a deep breath, put aside all the negative feelings in his mind, and said loudly: "Everyone will listen to the order!!"

This sound, like thunder, is like a drum that is about to come. In an instant, nearly a thousand streams of light all flew up in the air and came to the old monarch's palace.

Nothing falls.

All of them are leaders of various Taoist factions, as well as leaders of large corps with a number of nearly 10,000. At this moment, the atmosphere was as solemn as a knife, sitting together on the square at the top of Qingcheng Mountain, listening to the edict.

In the Palace of Laojun, Xu Yangyi has a vacant mood, watching his nose, his nose watching his heart, and his heart is like stopping water.

In front of him, a golden bamboo slip opened. The entire Qingcheng Mountain, Qianshanhoushan, and Taoist ancestral courtyard for thousands of years, are all placed in front of him.

At this moment, the mentality of being a general filled his heart.

An order and an arrangement have been carefully considered in the past few months. After taking a few deep breaths, no doubt, he said loudly in the old palace: "Where is the Haichan School?"

"Yes!!!" A voice full of murderous intent sounded, Yao Kunwu stood up long, immediately stood out of the queue, his eyes turned red, and said with all his strength: "Please order from the real person!"

"At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, there is an array of falling clouds and purple brits. Surrounding the whole mountain and arching the gate, can you dare to lead the way?"

"The younger generation will die!" Yao Kunwu's voice became hoarse, and his red eyes knelt down: "Thank you, the real person!"

A word, everyone understands.

Qingcheng Mountain has a forbidden air formation, and the opponent... can only kill step by step from the foot of the mountain. And the Luoxia Ziying Formation at the Gongwei Mountain Gate... is the first dam of the Ancestral Court, and promises to usher in an all-out blow from the Trinity of millions of monks in the True Martial Realm!

This line of defense is dead or not. There is no possibility of coming back alive. One hundred percent is a dead word.

Xu Yangyi asked them to die, rubbing away the real martial arts world with blood and life in order to rescue the final madness of the Lord after Jin.

No need to say much~IndoMTL.com~Yao Kunwu understands...very understand...but, he has no intention to retire!

His gratitude is that Real Man Xie Langdu handed him the first battle facing Zhenwu Realm. This battle is definitely the most hearty battle! The first round of morale collision between the two sides!

Although die without regrets!

No one saw it. In the old monarch’s palace, Xu Yangyi stood up with red eyes, bowed towards them, and said in a voice that no one could hear: "Go well..."

Afterwards, he was refreshed, things were coming, and the war was coming, for the sake of the country, not life and death.

Even if you are yourself, you are prepared to put your life here.

"Where is the Quanzhen School? Where is the Zhenwu School?"

"The juniors are here!!" "But according to the real order!"

The two young monks in the late stage of foundation building immediately went out, and their killing intent was comparable to that of the Sea Toad Sect. The Quanzhen Sect, the head teacher of the Zhenwu Sect, all died under the order of Liu Mingyang.

"The Nine Dragons Rock Formation, the Vermillion Bird Dragon Dance Formation, and the Zixia Falling Cherry Formation form a horned guard. Can you dare to lead the way?"

"Let's die!!" The two voices sounded at the same time, a golden light flew out, and a page of golden bamboo slips fell into their hands. A monk paused suddenly and bowed again: "Real man, the younger generation has a ruthless please."

"Please speak."

The monk raised his head, tears flowing like spring water: "I hope that the real person...After killing Liu Xiang, put the head of the other person...in front of my master's tomb for one day."

They also understand that there is no life at the foot of the mountain.

However, they were not reconciled without seeing Liu Xiang die!

"Good..." Before Xu Yangyi spoke, Chaoyangzi's voice floated out of nowhere: "The true man promises you."

"Liu Mingyang, must die!"

"As long as he can set foot on the Laojun Palace, even if he is willing to cultivate himself, the real person will kill him!"

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