Nine thousand dead soldiers, all of them are extraordinary masters, if it were on weekdays, these individual combat strength may not be able to withstand the crushing of the army, but tonight they have played an unimaginable role.

The Great Xia formation was soon stirred up full of flaws, and a moment later, the Beimeng heavy cavalry swept in like a torrent, destroying the withering and decaying, rushing into the Great Xia camp, and forcibly opening a gap.

After 40,000 light cavalry, another 20,000 light cavalry appeared from the east and west city gates, outflanked along the two wings, and quickly formed a closing trend, cooperating inside and outside, constantly harvesting the lives of the Great Xia soldiers.

When the war turned into a one-sided killing, the battlefield became a terrible hell, and before General Shi Hua could give the order, he was surrounded by two figures.

On the two of them, the sword intent was surging, and as soon as Pu appeared, the surrounding soldiers were twisted into bloody bones by this powerful sword intent.

The person who came was exactly, Sword City Sword One, Sword Two.

The sword of Sword City has three disciples, Sword One, Sword Two, and Sword Three, only Sword Three has given himself a new name, Sword Liuying.

Sword One, Sword Two, since entering the deserted city, they have never used other names.

On General Shi Hua's side, a thousand guards desperately protected each other, but they still couldn't stop the pace of the two, and the sword intent passed, and the blood bloomed.

White-clothed, purple-clothed, so dazzling in the dark night, the two swordsmen of the deserted city, every step out, will be a large snowflake flying, unstoppable.

The three generals of the late Jiupin period stepped forward in person, but it was all in vain together, and the three of them only blocked three breaths, and their heads were in different places, and the blood stained the loess.

Half an hour later, the general died, and the two departed, no longer paying attention to other matters.

Nearly 10,000 heavy cavalry once again showed their invincible edge, and the sword was injure, like a sharp knife, completely piercing the heart of the Great Xia camp.

100,000 Great Xia soldiers were constantly swallowed by the torrent of Northern Mongolian iron cavalry, and after the general, the rest of the generals in the army were also constantly falling, and there was no order to give it, only panic and defeat.

The two armies, which had obvious gaps, no longer had any suspense about victory or defeat under the surprise attack of this dark night.

The 100,000 army, if it is prepared, is as strong as the Northern Mongolian Iron Cavalry and pays a lot of price, but tonight there is only a bloody massacre left.

On Yangguan City, Fan Lingyue stands quietly, hunting with the wind in a blue dress, and her beautiful face is calm and ruthless.

This war, the more difficult it becomes, not only in Great Xia, but even the soldiers in Northern Mongolia are increasingly showing fatigue, and only victory can continue to stimulate the morale of the soldiers.

Her time is running out, but there are not many days left in the summer.

The war below was basically a foregone conclusion, and Fan Lingyue looked in the direction of Tianhua Mountain in the south, she was more concerned about the situation there than the outcome of this battle.

If Ning Chen died, there would be no more variables in this war between the two dynasties.

With Xiao Hou's move, coupled with the beginning of the pure industry, she is ninety percent sure that Ning Chen will never be able to leave Tianhua Mountain again.

As for the remaining glimmer of possibility, no one can control whether it is saved or not.

Time passed little by little, the sound of war became more and more cruel, blood stained the whole land, and under the moonlight, there was a hell on earth.

There was no suspense about the fiasco of Great Xia, and on the Northern Mongolian side, almost all the 9,000 dead soldiers left by Xiao Wanhua were also killed, and after completing the task and mission, they left with relief and pride.

At the foot of Tianhua Mountain, Xiao Wanhua looked to the north as if he had a feeling, and made a final send-off for the nine thousand dead soldiers.

In this world, there are not so many rights and wrongs, each is its own master, and only the victor has the right to write history.

After a moment of sadness, Xiao Wanhua shifted his gaze back to the battle situation, the Marquis of Great Xia knew his fate, it was after he left, the new Marquis of Great Xia who only rose, inherited the Marquis of Great Xia Wuhou as strong as ever, and was a strong man worthy of respect.

The military advisor specially arranged today's siege, and in the face of such a strong lineup, it was indeed beyond his expectations that the Knowing Destiny Hou could hold on to this time.

The six powerhouses in the world, each of them are the best in the realm of receiving the heavens, and it is impossible to join forces to deal with one person on weekdays.

Nowadays, only military advisors have this ability and right, and only the people opposite have this qualification.

"Rain of Swords, Sickness"

The long sword in Yuwei's hand turned into a lingering sword move, like a lingering drizzle, which made it difficult to get rid of.

"Sword Thunder, Slash"

Lei Wei held a heavy sword, the power was amazing, and every time the sword fell, the loud sound shook the sky, like a huge thunder in the sky.

"Sword Wind, Sweep"

In Feng Wei's hand, a thin sword was as fast as the autumn wind, and in a daze, several sword lights had already swept by.

The three guards teamed up, with unparalleled tacit understanding, both offensive and defensive, and the electric guards cooperated with different skills, without any flaws.

The battle became more and more intense, Ning Chen urged the scroll of the earth, and the boulder flew in, blocking the figure of Yuwei, and then the ink sword condensed frost, and a sword shook back Lei Wei, however, before he could breathe, he saw the sword wind sweeping and stabbing at the throat.

"A storm splits thousands of miles"

The light around Ning Chen's body changed again, and the sword finger in his left hand slashed, and with a sword in the waves, he opened the sky.

Amazingly, Feng Wei was shocked away, and the corners of his mouth were red.

"Sword, Streamer"

The three guards retreated, and the sword flowing shadow came to him, and a sword streamer broke towards the sea of Ningchen dantian qi.

At the same time, the four Ming swords and the two swords slashed through the two sword qis, sealing all the latter's retreats.

"Bang"

Ning Chen blocked the cold front in the hand of the sword flowing shadow with a sword, but he no longer had time to take care of the two sword qi flying from behind, and with a bang, blood was spilled.

"Thunder and Lightning"

The electric guard started again, led the thunder and fell, the blade pointed, the thunder and lightning flashed, and fell violently.

Ning Chen was furious, and his body rose sharply, and in the violent storm and snow, he reproduced the supreme secret method of the Dao Gate in the past.

"Fast snow, three thousand miles of sword and snow"

As soon as the sword entered the ground, the wind and snow in the sky dispersed, and the vast aura exploded, like thousands of ice swords exploding, shocking the world.

"Ugh"

The six people besieging were affected by this terrifying power, and they withdrew one after another, and after the wolf stopped, a mouthful of blood vomited.

When he was breathing heavily, the sweat was dripping down little by little, even if the cold and snow were all over the sky, Ning Chen's body was still sweating like rain, and the battle had been so far, the consumption of his body was very huge.

At this moment, Xiao Wanhua, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, finally moved, his hand shook, and the moment Jingye Taichu flew up, and the moment he drew his sword, he instantly arrived in front of the latter.

Ning Chen suddenly sensed the crisis behind him and turned around to block the sword, however, the opportunity had been lost, and coupled with the fatigue of the long-term battle, he immediately fell into the disadvantage.

"In the face of six strong people in the world, you can still hold on to this day, knowing your fate, you are worthy of Benhou's shot"

Xiao Wanhua's pure karma in his hand was as fast as a flash at the beginning, and in the blink of an eye, the powerful sword light was pressing, and the powerful power was infinitely close to the innate realm.

Among the ten martial marquis of Great Xia, the force of the Northern Martial Marquis has been hovering in the middle, and now it seems that it is obviously hiding its strength.

The fast sword sinks like a mountain, and the deep foundation is rare in the world, Ning Chen blocked the former for a few moves, and his breath continued, and a sword slashed through, and his body was suddenly stained with blood.

Seeing this, the sword flowing, the four Ming swords, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning four guards saw this, and immediately bullied up, the swords merged, and they fell down.

"July Snow Drift"

Ning Chen barely lifted his body, and with a sword swing, the snow drifted in the world.

The wind and snow fell, the sword intent was scattered in all directions, and the six people blocked the snowflakes falling in front of them, took a few steps back, and their blood was churning.

"Go"

Ning Chen grabbed this gap, moved his feet, and quickly left.

"Chasing" Xiao Wanhua opened his mouth and said coldly.

The four Ming swords, the sword flowing shadow, and the four guards quickly followed, chasing in the direction that Ning Chen left.

At the foot of Tianhua Mountain, the plain white figure passed by, however, before he walked out of the three miles, he saw a series of figures coming towards him, blocking all the way.

The sword light and sword shadow are pressing, and everyone's cultivation is above the fourth grade, and the sound of killing is endless.

The road ahead was blocked, and the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand danced, and a sword slashed, blood splattered.

There is no way out, there is no choice, Ning Chen's side, the stump is severed, and he keeps flying, only by killing can he step out of a way of life in this mortal situation.

Blood flowers, flying all over the sky, I don't know whose it is, manpower is poor, and in the face of endless sieges, I gradually slowed down.

At this time, Jian Liuying and the others caught up, and without stopping for a moment, they immediately stepped forward, and the sword shadows flew one after another, chasing the soul for their lives.

Ning Chen swung away the two swords, but he didn't have time to block the third sword, and with a bang, he took ten steps back in a row, and blood vomited out.

The blood flowed more and more, and the strength in his body gradually disappeared, although he was immortal, he gradually showed a state of exhaustion.

"Knowing your fate, tonight, you can't fly with wings"

Xiao Wanhua held the Pure Industry Taichu in his hand, and walked step by step, and the strong coercion shook away all the obstacles around him.

The sword of the primordial is extremely powerful, the ink sword touches it, and it constantly trembles, and Ning Chen, who is already at the end of the strong crossbow, is constantly injured, and finally reaches the limit of bearing.

The six powerhouses of the time, plus Xiao Wanhua, who held the Pure Industry Taichu, was an invincible combination, Fan Lingyue did not leave any flaws for tonight's forced killing, and put Ning Chen to death at any cost.

"Snow, ice, uh"

In the face of the persecution without any way out, Ning Chen refused to give up, his sword moved, and he wanted to show the secret method of the Dao Gate again, but suddenly, the qi and blood in his body stagnated, and a mouthful of blood vomited out, and it was difficult to mention the true yuan.

At this moment, four sword lights flew in, and suddenly, blood stained the plain clothes.

Tight fighting, how can there be the slightest surprise, Ning Chen's chest, the sword wound is terrifying, blood is dripping, and the eyes are abnormal.

In addition to the seven people, a steady stream of soldiers surrounded them, all of whom were specially selected by the strong men in the army, and they had been preparing for this forced killing for a long time.

Ning Chen straightened up and looked at Tianhua Mountain beside him, his way, he had come here.

He knew that this day would come sooner or later, and he was not afraid of death, but unfortunately, it was a few months earlier.

The next moment, the Underworld Origin flew out and exploded with a bang, Ning Chen ran the Scroll of Life, forcibly absorbing the power of the Underworld, and suddenly, the incomparably powerful evil qi was churning, quickly spreading between heaven and earth.

With the source of the underworld as the guide, the aura of heaven and earth surged at the same time, and a force that did not belong to the day after tomorrow appeared, with Ning Chen as the center, and quickly spread.

Tianhua Mountain shook, the ground cracked and the mountain shook, large pieces of mountain rocks rolled down, and huge ravines appeared on the ground, terrifying and terrifying.

The forbidden move of the scroll of life that has been cultivated for a long time, today, the only move in the world, no one has ever seen it, because no one has ever cultivated it.

Ning Chen also failed to cultivate, however, at the last moment, even if he only had a residual move, even if he was exhausted, he would let all the people here be buried together.