The four congenitals, together with their breaths, formed a world that was absolutely suppressed. It was still hundreds of miles away, which made the soldiers in Northern Mongolia feel an unbearable depression.
Fan Lingyue got up, waved his hand, and Jingye flew to him at the beginning of the day. Before the sword was unsheathed, it kept trembling, and he was obviously disturbed by this powerful breath.
"military adviser"
Xiao Wanhua, Qingyouyou and the others hurried forward with worry on their faces.
"You stand back, these people are not something you can handle," Fan Lingyue said coldly.
Xiao Wanhua, Qing Wuyou and other generals did not dare to disobey the order, and with many soldiers, they retreated again and again.
Under the lonely night, Fan Lingyue was waiting for the fast approaching enemy from afar before she became an independent military camp.
The night wind blew, blue skirts fluttered, blue silk like waterfalls, floating with the wind, no one can predict the future battle, the soldiers of Northern Mongolia still trust their military advisors with all their hearts as always, even if The sky is not shaken.
Only Xiao Wanhua, whose strength is the closest to innate, is full of worry. The gap between innate and acquired is unimaginable. No matter how strong the military division is, it is impossible to deal with four innate powerhouses at the same time.
The four of them had arrived in the blink of an eye, two men and two women, their faces were not old, but their real ages were all terrifyingly old.
"Ancestor"
Xiao Wanhua was startled when he saw one of the men, and said in shock.
Did he read 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 young.
After more than 30 years, he still vaguely remembers the appearance of the old ancestor, exactly the same as the person in front of him, there is no difference.
"People from the Xiao family? It's really a coincidence." Xiao Pojun looked at him and said lightly.
"Are there any descendants of yours, but 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 we cooperate with Ascension Valley, I will immediately help you to lay down the big summer. Otherwise, next year's day will be your sacrificial day." A blue-clothed middle-aged man said, warning .
"It's still the same sentence, it's my business whether I can beat Daxia or not, and the future of the land of Shenzhou is not up to the Ascension Valley to call the shots." Fan Lingyue said indifferently, unmoved.
"Ancestor, how can you help the Ascension Valley to deal with the military advisor?" Xiao Wanhua stepped forward and asked anxiously.
"Presumptuous" Xiao Pojun's eyes turned cold, his breath swayed, and Xiao Wanhua was instantly shaken back by more than ten feet.
"Xiao's family broke the army, I have heard of it for a long time, and I was disappointed when I saw it today," Fan Lingyue said flatly.
"No matter how much you speak, you won't be able to survive tonight. The famous Northern Mongolian military division is just like this. He doesn't know how to adapt to the situation, and he is called the world's first wise man." The last woman in yellow said sarcastically.
"It's no use talking, come on"
When the words fell, Fan Lingyue took a step forward, and suddenly, a white light rose up, shining brightly on the world.
"Be careful, this white light is weird, it can't be invaded by all methods, and it also consumes people's true energy, which is very difficult to deal with," the woman in red warned.
"You're afraid of being beaten, right? It's the peak of the day after tomorrow, no matter how powerful you can be," the woman in yellow sneered.
"Old woman Yan, if you want to die, no one will stop you." The woman in red snorted coldly and replied.
"Don't be arguing, it's not good for anyone if you can't complete the task."
After finishing speaking, the blue-clothed middle-aged man bullied him and slapped it with a palm. The vast infuriating energy swept the heavens and the earth, and slammed down.
Fan Lingyue's sword was drawn out, and the white light was brilliant, and the majestic and true qi instantly disappeared.
The blue-clothed middle-aged man was suddenly startled, his body folded in the air, and retreated ten feet away.
At the same time, Xiao Pojun slashed with a long knife in his hand.
"Jidu Knife" Fan Lingyue's eyes narrowed, neither dodging nor avoiding, with his slender hands up to the sky, he grabbed the Jidu blade with a bang.
The sword of the ancient overlord, Luo Huzhi, had the ability to slash the sky, but it was unexpectedly in the hands of Xiao Pojun.
On the Jidu knife, the white light spread like a moonlight, and Xiao Pojun only felt the whole body's infuriating qi drain away quickly.
With the sword palm, the woman in red swept her body forward, and the palm force urged her to surround Wei and save Zhao.
Fan Lingyue let go of the Jidu sword, and a sword immediately met him on the side of his body, passing a brilliant killing light.
The woman in red retreated in a hurry, unwilling to touch its front easily.
In the blink of an eye, the siege of the three people has passed for a round, and the three innate teams have joined forces, but they can't gain the upper hand, which shocked the yellow-clothed woman on the side. How can the acquired peak be so powerful.
"Let's go 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 vacantly, and a sharp ancient blade appeared.
The four of them surrounded and attacked together, and the powerful aura was overwhelming, pressing everything.
Five of the world's strong men fought decisively, four to one. Before the Northern Mongolian army, everything collapsed and the earth was devastated.
Fan Lingyue's whole body was sublimated by the white light to the extreme, and his combat power was raised to the extreme.
Pools of fresh blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, dripping onto the blue skirt, Fan Lingyue's body was unable to withstand the release of all her strength for a long time, and began to appear helpless.
In the Tiancang Academy, the Confucius master transformed the Confucianism's aura of arrogance, opened up the plate of expansion, and all things in the void turned, revealing the machine of heaven and earth.
After a long time, the Master pulled his hand away, looked in the direction of the distant fog forest, and said, "Ning Chen, come to the academy immediately."
In the underworld, Ning Chen, who had been in seclusion for a long time, abruptly opened his eyes, the sword intent around him converged, he got up and walked, and disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, the ghost sedan galloped towards the academy.
In less than half an hour, the ghost sedan chair came to the academy, Ning Chen got off the sedan chair, and his figure passed an afterimage and came to the master's small courtyard.
"Master" Ning Chen bowed respectfully and saluted.
"There is one thing I want to tell you," the master said slowly.
"Master, please speak," Ning Chen respectfully said.
The Master briefly explained the matter of Ascension Valley. After speaking, he calmly said, "How to do it is up to you."
Ning Chen didn't say anything, called out the ghost sedan, and quickly headed north.
The master nodded, and a hint of relief flashed in his old eyes. These two young juniors were much more sober than the vast majority of people in the world.
Not far away, the dean was silent, but he didn't expect his metric to be inferior to that of a young man.
He really couldn't do it to help the military advisor in Beimeng. Although he suffered three disasters, he still couldn't ignore the rise and fall of Daxia. The master of Shenzhou, he hoped that it would be Daxia rather than Beimeng.
The speed of the ghost sedan was getting faster and faster. In the ghost sedan, Ning Chen took out the other side flower, bit down a petal and swallowed it in his stomach.
The battle for a while will definitely be extremely tragic. If the poison broke out at that time, he would not even have a chance to take the other side flower.
He never thought that after leaving the customs, the first battle turned out to be to help Fan Lingyue. Originally, he wanted to give her a surprise, but this time, Fan Lingyue gave him a surprise.
Before the Northern Mongolian army, the battle became more and more intense, and Fan Lingyue, who made all-out shots, was as radiant as Jiutian Xuanyue, and the whole world brightened.
With one-on-four, the battle between innate and acquired, the four of them were shocked. There are such terrifying people in the world.
However, no matter how powerful Fan Lingyue is, facing the siege of the four congenitals, he finally showed signs of fatigue. While the three attacked with one sword, the palm of his back was imprinted, and the white light was not enough. Body plus body, blood stains the sky.
The "strategist" was worried, and Xiao Wanhua and other generals were shocked, and they immediately stepped forward to help.
"back off"
Fan Lingyue gave a cold drink and ordered.
Qing Wuyou and the others were stagnant, and the long-standing military orders were such a mountain of prestige that everyone dared not disobey, and returned to their original positions step by step.
"Fan Lingyue, you have won the respect of Xiao Pojun, the next move will take your life"
When the words fell, Xiao Pojun raised the Jidu sword, the sword glowed into the sky, and streaked a long bloodstain, terrifying power, trembling for nine days, extremely astonishing.
When the other three saw this, their power and body rose, and they cooperated with each other. They wanted to end the life of the woman in front of them with one move.
However, at this moment, a jet-black sword appeared in Zhanhuan, and Xiao Pojun, who was engrossed in his actions, couldn't react in time. He tried his best to dodge, but a sword pierced through his right chest.
"pity"
Ning Chen pulled out the ink sword, and his figure flashed in front of Fan Lingyue, with a little regret on his face, this sword, he wanted to pierce the heart of the left chest.
There was a sudden change, and everyone present was shocked. Xiao Pojun, who was injured by Mo Jian, immediately stimulated his infuriating energy to stop the bleeding wound.
The other three were also attentive, and did not dare to be careless in the face of the sudden strange powerhouse.
"It's you?"
Fan Lingyue coughed, vomited a mouthful of blood, and said tiredly.
"Are you surprised? I didn't think we would join forces one day, but can you still fight?" Ning Chen calmly asked.
"Infinity War"
Fan Lingyue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said slowly.
"That's good. Tonight there is no difference between Daxia and Beimeng between you and me. Let's clean up these Shenzhou traitors first. What 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 said.
"Hometown language, you don't understand even if I tell you," Ning Chen replied.
"Heh" Fan Lingyue smiled lightly and said, "Then needless to say, just, can your body hold up, don't pull my hind legs"
"That's what I'm going to tell you too"
Ning Chen replied, and stepped forward, the sword intent looming all over his body.
A strange color flashed in Fan Lingyue's eyes, and he was really different.
"Looks like you are about to step into the innate," Fan Lingyue said lightly as she swayed in white light.
"Like you, I didn't dare to take that step."
Ning Chen moved, the ink sword opened the sky, and an unparalleled sword intent directly crossed the boundary between innate and acquired, and swept directly towards Xiao Pojun and the woman in yellow.
The two were shocked, Ji Du Dao and Gu Feng cooperated, and with a bang, they collided with the Sword of Opening Heaven.
The shock sounded, and the blood energy in the two people was affected by this terrifying sword intent, and there was a violent tumult.
A single sword should be used for two fronts, and the battle begins, and life and death are instantly white-hot.
On the other side, after losing two opponents, Fan Lingyue felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.
The woman in red and the middle-aged man in blue joined forces to fight, and the battle was equally fierce. Yesterday's opponent, today's comrade-in-arms, in the face of foreign aggression, the two of them temporarily put aside their positions without reservation, and went all out to fight the enemy.