Gu Qingyun gritted his teeth and quickly calmed down: "So what, it's more than enough to kill you!"

"I really don't know where you got your confidence," Wu Ding said, "The reason why we are ghost generals is because we have mastered the most critical secret arts, and blood rebirth can make us invincible, how many times have you been able to kill?"

Gu Qingyun didn't speak, because Pan Geng was already impatient.

He clamped the flying sword with one hand, took the giant axe from his back with the other hand, and slashed fiercely at Gu Qingyun's waist, if he hit, not only Gu Qingyun would be cut in half, but even Wu Ding would not be spared.

Gu Qingyun was not flustered, withdrew his sword with his right hand, raised his sword fingers, and naturally revealed his light when he met the giant axe. The power of Xuanguang seems to have a thousand jun, and with a "bell", sparks splash everywhere.

This blow caused the bodies of both sides to be slightly shocked, but Gu Qingyun was experienced and his judgment was much stronger than Su Fu's, and he knew how much force to use from the shot, and he didn't need to be assisted by "Hidden Front" like Su Fu.

At this time, if the force is too much, Pan Geng will subconsciously fight back with all his strength; if the force is too light, he will completely lose the fighter and the initiative.

Therefore, Pan Geng was under heavy force, and the shock of the giant axe transmitted to his body, and the hand that clamped the flying sword couldn't help but loosen slightly.

The flying sword let out a fierce trembling sound, and suddenly broke free violently, and with a "bell", it knocked Wu Ding's attacking hands away.

At this time, Wu Ding's hands turned into sharp blades, and the unexpected sneak attack was his forte. was hit by the flying sword, and the sharp blades of both hands passed over Gu Qingyun's shoulders.

Wu Ding was shocked, this blow missed, and he would definitely usher in a counterattack. Sure enough, the flying sword suddenly bloomed, drawing an arc in the void, and shaved off his head with a "bang".

At this time, Pan Geng roared angrily, probably unwilling to lose in the competition of strength, fixed his body, held the handle of the axe with both hands, and lifted it high with the repulsed force, a "groundbreaking", and slashed down.

This time, the axe blade fiercely slashed through the void, and what gushed out was not the void turbulence, but the purple-black turbidity, and when it reached the top of Gu Qingyun's head, the shape of the axe was already invisible, completely covered by the turbidity. This was a haste of action, and if he was allowed to charge up, the turbid qi would form the shape of an axe, and the mountain would be split by him.

"Heart Sword!" Gu Qingyun naturally knew how powerful, and silently chanted, the Xuanguang on the sword finger remained unchanged, and he slashed with an extremely slight arc, because the arc was so small that it seemed as if it was not moving, but the effect was real, and thousands of Xuanguang followed one after another, and the purple and black turbidity qi started a fierce confrontation.

For a time, the violent movement almost overwhelmed the noise of the battlefield, and the violent air waves continued to swing out, and Xie Zhanxi and others, who were fighting in the air not far away, were forced to stop; and even some strange birds were distorted by the air waves because they were defenseless, fell from the sky, and were torn to pieces by the aura that did not have long eyes.

At this moment, Wu Ding's severed head body suddenly changed shape, and actually turned into a strange bird, its wings were agitated, the gale was fluttering, and it bypassed the flying sword with a "swish", and the eagle's claws-like claws fiercely grabbed Gu Qingyun.

Not only that, but at the same time, a turbid flame-like flame burned on his body, and the void was burned out of holes of different sizes.

Gu Qingyun's face did not change, as if he had expected it, and his left hand raised his sword finger. At this time, all his aura was concentrated against Pan Geng, the "Heart Sword" was originally a magical power that varies from person to person, there was no room for spare hands, and once he made a move, it must be full strength; Not everyone can be like Su Fu, as a human race, he has a strong demon body, and his meridians are so thick that he can run multiple laws at the same time.

Therefore, the flying sword with a small amount of aura turned "dripping" along Gu Qingyun's mind, and it was Jian Zhai's unique sword move "Imperial Sword Heart Lamp".

Pan Geng looks like five big and three thick, but he and Wu Ding have known each other for too long, and the relationship is relatively harmonious among the ghost generals, and they already have a tacit understanding of fighting with each other.

"Die!" he sneered, mobilizing his emotions, and the turbidity gushed out even more, seemingly endlessly.

He wanted to force Gu Qingyun to go all out, so as to give Wu Ding a chance to kill him.

However, even if he didn't do this, the "Heart Sword" was already nearing the end, and the "Imperial Sword Heart Lamp" couldn't stop Wu Ding for too long, and it seemed that Gu Qingyun was at a great disadvantage.

"Hmph!" Gu Qingyun made an unexpected move at this time, he took out a treasure seal from his arms, which looked like a talisman coin, but the faintly revealed aura on it made the two ghost generals stunned.

If Su Fu is here, he will recognize it, this is the Heavenly Command.

In this stunned effort, the treasure seal suddenly bloomed with bright light, and with a "boom", it shattered Wu Ding's body like a sword light.

Poor Wu Ding was killed three times soon after the battle, and he felt a little annoyed, and after recovering from the human body, he used all his might.

......

Half an hour passed, and the battlefield, which had been divided into three parts, was all inextricably divided.

On the ground, more than half of the heavy armor soldiers died, and there were not many who could be replaced; Sanxiu was even more dead than a hundred or so left, all of them were pale, fearful, and overdepleted, even though they continued to take Juyuan Dan, they were already at the end of the strong crossbow.

It should be said here that just as Su Fu has endless aura but cannot cast spells endlessly, the monk's Dharma body will also produce "spell casting fatigue", and Ju Yuan Dan cannot replenish the lost "essence and spirit".

The number of sword cultivators is slightly smaller, and although they are also afraid, the will of being a sword cultivator makes them have more tenacious nerves, and it is also because of their hard support that the rest of the casual cultivation has not collapsed.

The air force is maintained by two masters, and it is not a big problem, but the attrition is really serious, and they are all exhausted.

Countless ghost soldiers fell, and they were all piled up in front of the battle into a high wall of corpses, which hindered the ghost soldiers' charge.

The fierce fight between Gu Qingyun and the two ghost generals has not stopped, and whenever it comes to a critical moment, he can always find a way to save the situation, but his face is also pale.

"What the hell is going on?" Gu Qingyun became more and more frightened, half an hour had passed, not only had no reinforcements sent from the front line, but even the headquarters had no news, "Could it be that Xiao Qingmu was ambushed?"

He didn't doubt Xiao Qingmu, because he ignored Xiao Qingmu's immature ambition, or he never really understood this person.

Gu Qingyun is not an old and sophisticated wise man, he is a complete sword cultivator.

He didn't understand that it was often Xiao Qingmu's immaturity that would cause devastating disasters.

"It's worthy of being a character who forcibly crosses the 49s, it's really too difficult!" Wu Ding was also pale, "If this continues, when the coalition forces react and miss the fighter, I'm afraid that Feng Shuai won't be able to protect me." ”

His eyes rolled wildly, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a person hiding above his head, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Because the fierce battle was too much, the aura of the two sides canceled each other out, and there was no time to explore the surroundings.

But immediately after that, his heart was relieved, and the person's cultivation was general, and he looked like he was probing his brain and hesitating, which really didn't pose a big threat.

"How could you hide in that place, what are the tactics of hiding there?" he pondered in his heart, "It seems to be a sword cultivator, can he still pose a threat to us with his cultivation?"

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth hooked a cruel arc: "Just try it!"

immediately glanced at Pan Geng.

......

But it was said that Xiao Qingmu, who was hiding on the cliff to watch the battle, became more frightened the more he watched, and the more he watched, the more frightened he became. He saw the tragic situation of Sanxiu before he died, some of them were bitten open by the shell of their brains alive and swallowed alive, some of their bellies were torn open and their intestines flowed out, and the man held the intestines and tried to stuff them back, crying and screaming in pain, tears and snot spurted out of his brain, and there were two ghost generals who had died many times and were still alive.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was a child, with his lackluster experience, blindly inflating his ambitions, thinking that the world would be his.

It's a pity that the reality is very cruel, and this hellish scene made him lose all his fighting spirit, forget his ambitions, and just want to run away.

When he realized that he was going back to find reinforcements, he found that his body could no longer move.

His position was about a hundred zhang high from the battlefield of Xie Zhanxi and the others, his legs and feet trembled, and he tried to curl up as much as possible to avoid being discovered, and he didn't even have the courage to look at it.

He regretted it very much, he shouldn't have listened to Gu Qingyun's words. If you go back to find reinforcements, the situation is completely different.

Xiao Qingmu's idea at this time was very right, before the war, even the ghost brake didn't expect that Gu Qingyun would be able to hold out for so long under the joint efforts of Wu Ding and Pan Geng.

"Who, who will save me......" Xiao Qingmu prayed secretly, and at this time, a fierce cry suddenly came, it was the voice of the strange bird, and it was getting closer and closer.

He subconsciously poked his head out to look, only to see a strange bird come around at some point, rushing straight up like a sharp arrow, and frightened him into death.

"Anti, anti, counter...... To fight back......" he trembled his lips, "Fly, flying sword......"

After all, he was still a sword cultivator, and the natal flying sword appeared in his hand, and under fear, he stabbed forward with an "ah" sound, regardless of it.

That strange bird is a ghost soldier of the Yi level, how could he be stabbed by such inferior swordsmanship, his wings adjusted slightly, and he brushed the sword body and swept by, and with a muffled sound of "snort", Xiao Qingmu's hand holding the sword was broken.

Ahh

The sharp pain in his heart made Xiao Qingmu scream, and tears flowed down irrepressibly.

The strange bird coiled one by one, aimed at Xiao Qingmu's head, and stirred his wings mercilessly.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die......" Xiao Qingmu only had this thought left in his mind.

At this moment, the strange bird's jaw suddenly protruded from a cold and piercing blade, blood dripped along the tip of the sword, and the strange bird let out a wail, and fell softly.

Before Xiao Qingmu could react, he was slapped heavily in the face, and then he couldn't hold back his anger and shouted: "What about the reinforcements you called, why are you still here?"

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