After all, this bought the woman in red enough time.

The woman in red who fell into the dust coughed and flew out of the smoke, and with each cough, a line of blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of her mouth.

It's just that in Jin Dong's perception, the true yuan in the woman in red also erupted violently with her coughing.

A strange qi flowed out of her, connected to the chariot not far behind her, and a faint and crisp metallic sound sounded on the chariot, and a lightning bolt that swept away the darkness seemed to be drawn by her gaze, and actually struck Jin Dong like the flying sword of her imperial envoy.

A horrified exclamation rang out.

Even in the chaos at this time, the appearance of a powerful cultivator could still boost the morale of one party, and the moment Jin Dong knocked this woman away with one punch, all the Southern Dynasty soldiers on the battlefield had already understood his true identity.

However, it is an incredible thing to control thunder and lightning, and even if ordinary soldiers can understand that the formation of such a thunderstorm is the reason for the magic circle, but using the magic circle to attract some thunder light is completely beyond their cognition.

Jin Dong's figure moving towards her paused instantly, his face was cold and solemn to the extreme, and he knew that he couldn't force himself against such a thunderbolt. Without the slightest hesitation, he reached out, grabbed the two Northern Wei sergeants, and smashed them towards the lightning.

Thunder and thunder were loud, and the two Northern Wei soldiers suddenly turned into dead objects covered in pitch black, Jin Dong leaned down, squinted his eyes slightly, and stepped heavily on the ground.

The powerful True Yuan eruption caused the ground beneath his feet to sink in an instant, and then exploded.

Strips of charred black dirt peeled off the ground, forming strips of sword-like objects that splattered outward like lotus blossoms.

The chest, abdomen and back of several Northern Wei sergeants who surrounded them exploded, and they were directly pierced by these mud swords.

Jin Dong's figure had already disappeared in place, and he leaned over the tiny lightning and appeared in front of the Northern Wei cultivator whose arm had been broken into several pieces.

This Northern Wei cultivator felt the breath pressed like a huge mountain, his eyes showed a look of despair, and the true yuan in his body also rushed out of his left hand, and with a few pops, except for his thumb, the other four fingers of his originally intact left palm were all broken.

The four fingers carried a blood mist, like four flying swords shooting straight at the door of Jin Dong.

Jin Dong had many ways to deal with this Northern Wei cultivator's dying throes unscathed, but he needed to fight for this moment, and he needed to kill this "blue ghost" in the fastest time possible.

He didn't cherish his precious true element, and he didn't hesitate to smash his fist at these four fingers.

His fist was full of anger, as if it was burning, and four fingers pierced the anger on his fist, leaving a deep pit of blood on the surface of his fist, but it finally could not go deeper, like four severed candles falling down one after another.

With his bloody fist, he continued to move forward coldly, slamming into the chest of this Northern Wei cultivator.

The Northern Wei cultivator's chest sank, and the clothes behind his back exploded, and then shattered bones shot out of the flesh and blood of his back like sharp arrows.

The huge force smashed this Northern Wei cultivator who died in an instant away, and a trace of pain flowed from the depths of Jin Dong's eyes, but the greatest pain he felt at this time was actually not from his fist, but from his body, from the meridians in his body.

The powerful and condensed True Yuan expanded his meridians to the point that they were almost exploding, and his whole person was like a boulder that had been thrown away, dragging out a sharp afterimage in the air, completely surpassing the body of the Northern Wei cultivator who was still flying upside down, and falling towards the woman in red on the side of the chariot.

The White Bone Army was originally Yuan Ying's most elite army, and the reason why the army under Xiao Donghuang's command was able to become the elite of the elite was because of those perverted methods and perverted will to fight, and the more important reason was that there were many cultivators in Xiao Donghuang's army.

In this chaotic battlefield, among the sergeants scattered in the scorched earth for more than ten miles, there was naturally a stronger existence than this dead Northern Wei cultivator. These people didn't have time to rush to the chariot at the moment, but looking at Jin Dong's incomparably strong figure, these Northern Wei cultivators still kept calm and didn't say a word.

They all just thought silently, even if it was the forbearance and assassination of such a strong man, I am afraid it would not change the final result.

The woman in red took a deep breath.

She originally looked very young and had an extremely gorgeous face, but at this time, after she took a deep breath, the delicate luster of her skin faded instantly, and dozens of wrinkles that only old women would have on their faces suddenly appeared.

She seemed to be old at this moment, but a black aura gathered around her body and poured into her body.

The wrinkles on her face were filled with a deep black, and the wrinkles were like black eerie runes on her face.

Jin Dong's breathing was sudden.

His eyes were filled with disbelief for an instant.

In his perception, the strength in the woman in red was no longer enough to resist his blow, but in the middle of this breath, countless traces of incomprehensible power seemed to surge on the battlefield, and they were quickly sucked by her body.

A black light fell on his fist.

There was a crunch click.

His wrist bones were broken.

His powerful figure was shaken backwards and flew out.

The woman in red leaned her back against the chariot.

The wrinkles and blackness on her face all faded, blood continued to flow from her mouth, and she was constantly wheezing, and her whole body seemed to be collapsed, extremely exhausted.

......

There were countless chaotic winds in the dark city gatehouse, and the whole roof could not bear to be shattered, but the broken stones and roof tiles could not fall down, but rushed out.

The woman in blue and a Taoist in Tsing Yi stood opposite each other, motionless like a rock in a torrent.

There was a soft pop.

A flying sword pierced into the abdomen of the woman in blue, and the true yuan on the sword body overflowed with force, as if stirring the internal organs of the woman in blue, but the sneering look on the face of the woman in blue did not change at all!

Her right hand was clasped in the air at this moment.

A fragment traveled through the veins of the Tsing Yi Daoist, and suddenly accelerated as her right hand was held weakly, piercing into the heart of the Tsing Yi Daoist.

The human veins of the Tsing Yi Dao people exploded, and the disordered blood passed through his body, making his vitality cut off instantly, and the tiny beads of blood continued to pour out from the pores of his skin, and his complexion and pupils instantly turned red, as if he was wearing a bright red mask.

The woman in blue held the paused flying sword in her left hand, and she did not hesitate to pull out the flying sword that seemed to be connected to her internal organs, as if it had been drawn from someone else's body.

As a large amount of blood rushed out of her wound with some flesh, she narrowed her eyes slightly, crushed several pills, and almost rudely shoved them directly into the wound.

......

As the sun rose, the power of the special artifact used by the circle to attract thunder gradually dissipated, and the sadistic thunder finally disappeared completely.

The battle continued, but looking at the blue figure that appeared in the city gate tower that began to collapse, Jin Dong's body gradually became colder, and he seemed to be able to see the end here.

In his perception, there were already at least three Northern Wei cultivators of the Chengtian Realm approaching, and there were some cold and huge figures standing up behind the camp of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The hidden Zhenyuan heavy armor of the Northern Wei army finally appeared.

He was no longer able to kill the woman in red, but the Daoist of the Divine Mind Realm on the city wall was originally the strongest cultivator in the city, and now he was killed by the woman in blue alone, how could he not feel powerless and hopeless?