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366 Chapter 365
This may be the battle with the fewest number of people in the battle, but the bloodiest battle.

Even if the stump is dragged, even if half of the head is lost.

I have to fight my last breath and bite you.

The Foursquare Throne is heartbroken.

Every death is their loss, because this battle is destined to be the victory of the Four Thrones. They want to reduce their losses as much as possible and retreat while fighting, but the more they do this, the more dead and injured they will be.

between heaven and earth.

Bursts of cold light and sword shadows flashed by.

The momentum is mighty.

north.

As if completely destroyed, only Chang'an, or that Chang'an, has not changed a bit.

Whether it is the Sifang Throne or Chang'an, they are protecting Chang'an intentionally or unintentionally. As for the buildings in Chang'an City, the Sifang Throne has been thinking about it for a long time.

A building that transcends time.

It will definitely be of great help to future development.

But they don't have the ability to manufacture this building, so they must protect it and study it slowly.

After destroying Chang'an.

Then stop here.

Turn this place into their world.

People on both sides are constantly falling, and time is ticking. The battle at this level cannot be resolved in a day or two, or even in a month or two.

Although the number is small.

But powerful.

There is almost no existence below the immortal level.

Even among the heavenly or land gods, the top existences gather here, and the battle spreads very widely, and even the Zhongzhou has been affected to some extent.

this battle.

That's ten days.

Lin Tao in the sky was exhausted, but the three young masters finally breathed a sigh of relief. For ten days, the three men solved the six-character mantra and saw the horror of Confucian saints.

The sky has been blasted into a sieve.

The speed of healing was far inferior to the speed of bombardment, and finally at this moment, it stopped.

"All right."

"You should die." The young master of Guicheng walked in front of Lin Tao step by step. At this moment, Lin Tao didn't even have the strength to move.

He grinned.

"I'm dead, and that's how I die."

"However, I believe that the day Shen Ming comes back, he will definitely let me rest in peace."

Hearing the word Shen Ming made the young master of Guicheng extremely harsh.

He didn't kill Lin Tao immediately.

Instead, he slapped Lin Tao with a slap, sending Lin Tao flying thousands of feet away.

"Shen Ming, Shen Ming, Shen Ming! Is Shen Ming the only one you talk about!"

"He's just a piece of trash."

"No matter how strong he is, he was once, and this era no longer belongs to him! If he can come back, I will definitely smash him into pieces!" The young master of Guicheng trembled with anger.

What he hated the most was the name Shen Ming.

Because enough has been heard.

Everyone was discussing about Shen Ming, but no one noticed what kind of games he had, how enchanting his talent was, and Shen Ming completely stepped on his head.

Still being stepped on by a person who has been missing for six or seven years.

How could he bear this.

So what if Shen Ming killed Xie Jianxian, didn't he also eat up the tomb of Xie Jianxian, but why, the world is still surrounded by Shen Ming.

The face of the young master of ghost town was distorted.

He stared at Lin Tao, gritting his teeth with hatred, and then struck Lin Tao's face with a claw, trying to wipe him out of this world.

But at the moment when the ghost claw fell.

Lin Tao, however, suddenly disappeared.

Without a trace.

It was as if it had never appeared in this world.

Very weird.

The young master of the ghost city rushed to nothing, with a gloomy expression.

He couldn't feel anything about Lin Tao now, and he didn't even notice a trace of what happened just now.

There are masters.

There must be a top expert who rescued Lin Tao...

The young master of Ghost City took a deep breath. Since this anger could not be vented on Lin Tao, then...hehe.

The young master of Guicheng lowered his head and looked at the people in Chang'an who were fighting to the death.

Kill directly.

The other two young masters were not slow either.

It was originally a slightly disadvantaged situation, but after their three extremely powerful young masters joined, it seemed to be one-sided.

The three Chang'an families tried their best and couldn't stop them, they could only watch helplessly as their brothers died one by one.

The situation became clear in an instant.

Chang'an will be destroyed, but it is only a matter of time.

Resisting in a corner, or begging for mercy on the knees, is a dead end.

The glory of the family.

Nor are they allowed to back off.

They also have no way out.

Rush!
Use your life.

with blood.

With a roar, go to do your best to die with the enemy, and exchange your life for your life.

But after the three young masters joined the battle, they were no longer qualified to trade their lives.

The world sighs.

I'm afraid, Chang'an will cease to exist in a short time.

All are going to die.

The Patriarch of the Xue family has been fighting fiercely so far, and his strength is not as good as that of any Patriarch of the Jiuxuan family, and he may not even be able to defeat the young master of the Jiuxuan who is fighting with all his strength.

However, he never regretted it, let alone backed down.

Until the dead.

He knew that his strength was not good enough and his talent was not enough.

Since childhood, he has lived under the shadow of his father, like a puppet.

He is another Xue Qing.

However, Xue Qing chose to resist, chose to perish together, he chose to forbear.

After all, it was his father.

But since the death of the ancestor of the Xue family, he has never been cowardly, facing death directly, or seeking death wholeheartedly.

Even if you die, you must pull off a layer of skin from your opponent.

but.

After all, the strength is not good.

The Patriarch of the Xue family was pierced through the body by the Lord of the Dead Sea.

At that last moment.

The head of the Xue family laughed.

He firmly grasped the sleeve of the Lord of the Dead Sea, his mouth was full of blood.

Said vaguely.

"Finally, I'm free. I can't be a hero for a second, but I can't be a coward for a lifetime..."

The collapse of the head of the Xue family.

Not only is it a blow to morale, but it also doubles the pressure on the two Patriarchs, Wang and Lin, because the original one-on-one was still evenly matched, but because of the joining of the Lord of the Dead Sea.

It will completely turn the tide of battle.

It's definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.

"We are getting old." Wang Quanchao's father sighed.

"In this life, I have done everything, experienced the trough, and reached the peak. The only thing that is not enough is that I haven't had enough wine."

Lin Tao's father shook his head.

"I think when we were young, we would drink and chat every day, but later we got older and had more things to do, and the chances of drinking together became less and less, and we each had our own families."

"Anyway, you can't be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but it's enough to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day. Hahaha, I haven't had enough wine. Let's go down and drink!"

Lin Tao's father laughed heartily.

The addition of the Lord of the Dead Sea has made them lose hope.

But, at this one, a five-color sky thunder suddenly burst from the sky, falling in Chang'an...

(End of this chapter)