My wife is weirder than the last

As he spoke, he yelled directly, and the powerful cultivation base on his body gushed out.The surrounding sky immediately turned blood red.

Strands of thin threads floated everywhere, exuding a chill.

Yu Gan's face turned serious at that moment, sure enough, it's really not easy to fool around with words when he has reached this level of cultivation.

This person is a big move.Yu Gan looked at the blood-red color and silk threads around him, and it was clear that they were supernatural powers.Judging by the degree of solidification of its supernatural powers, it is only half a chip away from the power of great supernatural powers.

As the predecessor of the power of the domain, supernatural powers have many mysteries that Yu Gan, who has not mastered supernatural powers, can't understand at all.

All he knew was that among the supernatural powers, there was a great bonus to the caster's combat power.

There is no other way, now I have to fight if I don't fight, this sudden third-rank Dacheng monk is really beyond Yu Gan's expectations.I have never fought against such a powerful opponent.

It can only be said that we will go all out and not hold back.

"I thought you were hiding your strength, but I didn't expect you to be a mere fourth-rank monk." The middle-aged monk was relieved to see that Yu Gan didn't move at all.

Although I don't know how he broke his offensive just now, but now, he must kill with the power of thunder.

The middle-aged monk didn't hold back the slightest idea, and fully drove his cultivation base to control the surrounding silk threads, preparing to poke 1 holes in Yu Gan.

At this time, Yu Gan showed a serious smile, with a cold grin on the corner of his mouth.If the other party is a normal monk Yu Gan, he may have even greater worries.

But looking at this posture, it's just a mere cultivator.

My own skill of fairy thunder was restrained by chance.

Seeing Yu Gan's smile, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, feeling ominous for some reason.

I saw that Yu Gan made a tactic with both hands, and a breath of thunder and lightning immediately began to brew.At this moment, the dense red silk threads around him were faintly afraid.

In an instant, a dense network of grids suddenly fell from the sky, and the grid woven by dozens of fairy thunders directly covered it.

When the fairy thunder and the silk thread meet, a large amount of black smoke rises suddenly, and the sound of sizzling can be heard endlessly.

The face of the middle-aged monk changed drastically. He didn't expect Yu Gan to be able to drive such a profound thunder technique even if he knew the thunder technique.

He has never seen this kind of thunder technique, and its quality is definitely not something that a fourth-rank monk can display.Seeing the endless thunderclaps around him, the middle-aged man's face became darker and darker.

At this time, Xia Yuanzheng, who was below, looked back at the high altitude in the distance. He could no longer see the specific situation, and his eyes were a little dignified.He knew that Yu Gan was buying time for them, and he had to leave as soon as possible, the sooner the better.

For monks of the third rank or above, it is useless for these soldiers to go back, and they will become a burden.So Xia Yuanzheng could only rush to the northwest without stopping.

"General, about [-] light cavalry are encircled from the front. They are the Nanyang Army. They outflanked from the flanks to support from the front. We are completely surrounded, General."

A flying knight galloped from the front to the side of Xia Yuanzheng, who was at the position of the central army, and said with his fists clasped.

Xia Yuanzheng reined in his horse, and looked back at the Nanyang cavalry who were chasing after him.If the number of people encircled by the front is added, the number of enemies is four times that of them.

At this time, it is obvious that we can no longer retreat like this to extend the front line, or we will only be cut to death by the enemy's blunt knife.It is unrealistic to continue to break through directly.

Three thousand cavalry have already lined up to wait for work, and their conical formation to forcefully break through will only cause greater losses.

Xia Yuanzheng directly issued an order, "Order, everyone moves closer to the central army, the formation shrinks, and prepares to forcibly break through from the flanks!"

The little flag officer beside him immediately galloped in all directions to notify the order.

These remaining thousands of Longyou Army will face the most difficult battle after entering Jinzhou.

The same is true for Yu Gan above the sky.

Under the fairy thunder, the threads in the middle-aged monk's supernatural powers couldn't resist at all, and were annihilated one after another.But the foundation under the cover of supernatural powers is still as stable as Mount Tai.

Those sharp silk threads are continuously produced by the powerful cultivation base of the middle-aged monk,

Finally, Yu Gan stopped casting Xianlei.In a war of attrition, he really can't compare to the opponent.

The other party is a great cultivator of the third rank at any rate, and his strong cultivation base is far from comparable to his own. The capital he is fighting against now is the four strands of fairy spirit.

Using the technique of fairy thunder, not only is the energy of the fairy spirit consumed, but also a large amount of his own cultivation is also consumed.This method will not last long at all.

"Boy, you have a lot of strange abilities, but I'm impatient." The middle-aged monk stared at Yu Gan and made a tactic with both hands.

The thousands of silk threads under the supernatural powers swam very agilely, and finally gathered together to form a blood-red spear.

The body of the gun waved with determination, and the cheek of Yu Gan, who was confronting him directly, was cut with pain.He looked at the long spear transformed from the silk thread with bitterness in his heart.

Feeling the powerful and invincible aura, it is no exaggeration to say that under this spear, a monk with a middle-level cultivation of the third rank will undoubtedly die.

Yu Gan opened his mouth and spit out lightly, the Qingling Flying Sword shot out from the divine mansion, holding the Qingling Feijian in his hand, the sword intent on Yu Gan's body rose at a terrifying speed.

The middle-aged monk's face changed, and he raised his right hand, and the blood-red spear jumped towards Yu Qian like a thunderbolt.

The sharp tip of the gun directly split the surrounding air and distorted it a bit.

Facing this unavoidable blow with all his strength, Yu Gan didn't dare hold back at all.

Qingming swordsmanship, beheading sword!

The three wisps of fairy energy were poured into the sword force unreservedly, and along with his own cultivation base, he poured it into the sword force like a flood bursting a bank.

Yu Gan took out a few pills to restore vitality, and threw them into his mouth like eating candy, regardless of the consequences.

Accompanied by the infusion of fairy energy and cultivation, the Qingling Flying Sword made a buzzing sound, and the blade kept shaking.

Sword up!

With his right hand, Yu Gan was pinching the Qingming Sword Art formula.The flying sword instantly swelled up and danced in the wind.

A [-]-foot-long cyan sword energy burst out vigorously, and the surrounding space was directly distorted, and many places were directly distorted into a deep and terrifying black.

This sword absorbed [-]% of the spirit energy and cultivation in Yu Gan's body.Although it is still not as good as the eventuality displayed by the immortal, it is enough to deal with the cultivator of the third rank.

The sword energy with the exquisite level of immortal swordsmanship is definitely not something that monks below the second rank can stop at this stage.

Last time, when Yu Gan was outside Tai'an City, the four wisps of fairy energy were divided into three parts, one big and one small, and he sacrificed three swords.

Beheaded two third-rank middle-level monks and beheaded Zhu Chen in front of Aguli.

Now, Yu Gan directly injects three wisps of fairy air in one breath.It is not as simple as a quantitative change. On top of the superposition, a qualitative change has directly occurred.

Leave a strand as the bottom line, depending on the situation.If you really come up, you will squeeze yourself dry, even if the time comes, it will really be called Tiantian.

Yu Gan, as the caster, didn't think there was anything wrong with such a majestic sword energy, but as the victim, the middle-aged cultivator's holes were tightened and he couldn't move at all.

The sword energy of hundreds of feet in front of him is more terrifying than the general trend of heaven and earth.The restrained violent and cold aura directly seemed to freeze his own cultivation base.

The middle-aged monk didn't even have the thought of running away, because his aura had been locked by the sword force, so he could only regret it.

But how can this unrivaled sword force be able to resist?

At this moment, his supernatural spear seemed a little insignificant in front of this sword force.And the fact is exactly the same, the gun head meets the sword energy.

A dazzling green light flashed, and the Bing long spear directly turned into star points and shattered, leaving no breath at all.The sword energy still came towards him.

Wherever he went, he cut off his supernatural power directly, and the blood red covered by the supernatural power was split in half by a sword.

"My life is over!"

Looking at the sword energy coming towards him, the middle-aged monk was extremely desperate.Obviously the sword energy is as fast as running thunder, but it seems to be extremely slow when it falls into the eyes.

Slowly, I seem to be able to see every ray of green light above the sword energy.

The Qi machine was locked by the sword Qi, and every inch of the pores on his body was relaxed, and fear seeped through it.

But after all, this middle-aged monk has been here in Jinzhou for more than ten years. Who doesn't know his name in the border of Jinzhou?

Over the years, I have seen many scenes of life and death.

Stretching out the tip of his finger between his eyebrows, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely between his teeth, and opened his mouth to spurt a few mouthfuls of blood.

Then his hands quickly made a tactic, and the supernatural power around him seemed to boil directly, and the cracks broken by the sword energy slowly healed together.

Then, the supernatural power boiled more and more, and a huge shield was condensed directly in front of him.

The sword energy fell on the shield, making a loud clanging sound.

Blood surged from the mouth of the middle-aged cultivator, and his breath was unbelievably weak, but after all, he still blocked the sword aura slightly, causing it to stagnate temporarily and stop advancing an inch.

The face of Yu Gan on the opposite side was extremely solemn, he never expected that this person could use his supernatural power to forcibly resist the Qingming Sword Qi despite his desperate efforts.

Yu Gan gritted his teeth, not daring to keep his hole cards, if he dragged on, the sword energy would be completely over if the fairy energy in the sword energy was exhausted.

Yu Gan flew forward directly, pressing his right hand on the sword energy, and pouring the remaining cultivation base and fairy spirit energy into it at the same time.

The Qingming sword qi made a soft sound that resounded through the heaven and earth, and after a little shaking, the brilliance on it burst into the sky.

The stagnant sword energy moved forward again, and the blood-colored shield built by supernatural power was directly crushed into pieces and shattered.

Then the sword energy slashed towards the opponent as if entering no one's land.

Yu Gan could only see the other party's extremely desperate and extremely puzzled eyes.

The middle-aged monk didn't understand why he was only a fourth-rank monk, why he could sacrifice such a powerful sword energy, and he didn't understand why he fell here when his cultivation base was far superior to the opponent's.

Is there really anyone in this world who can kill people across borders?

The Arabian Nights, is it not just ridiculous?

No one answered his doubts. When the sword energy fell, there was only a shrill scream, and then the whole person was cut into nothingness and dissipated in the world.

The remaining sword energy fell on the ground, shaking the mountain directly, and a huge crack hundreds of feet long appeared on the plain below out of thin air.

After not being able to feel the presence of the other party, Yu Gan finally heaved a long sigh of relief.

But soon, severe pain came from all parts of the body, and the whole body was gone, and it was impossible to maintain the flying posture.

It landed vertically like a green onion, directly smashing a big hole in the ground.

Yu Gan, who was lying in the pit, kept spitting blood from his mouth, and it hurt everywhere.If he hadn't been cultivating the Wugou Body, if he fell from this height without any protection, he might fall to his death on the spot.

Every breath he takes now is in severe pain, and the corner of his mouth can't help but pull a wry smile.

The strength and resistance of that middle-aged monk exceeded Yu Gan's expectations, so he could only do his best to end up like this.

But now I can't move myself.If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid my life will be in danger.

Although the fight just now was completed in an instant, the movement was very loud, and it was hard to guarantee that it would not attract the attention of interested people.

Now, any monk who comes to Danhai Realm at random may not be able to solve himself.

Yu Gan gritted his teeth, endured the pain of thousands of needles in his body, and slowly crawled towards the mountain forest on the right in the most simple and primitive way.

At this time, he couldn't rest even if he was exhausted, so he threw two pills into his mouth, one to restore vitality and the other to heal the wound.

As soon as the elixir entered his stomach, Yu Gan let out a muffled snort.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

There is no way, forcibly taking so many drugs in a short period of time, it is difficult to sustain the body riddled with holes, and it is all supported by this willpower to stay awake.

But fortunately, the cultivation base in the body finally recovered slowly.

Yu Gan once again endured all kinds of pain, and ran towards the right side with his feet on the ground for nearly thirty miles, directly lay down in the bushes, and then inspired a talisman that could hide the breath to wrap himself, and then he couldn't bear the coma past.

At this time, it is sixty or seventy miles south from here.

If you look down from a height, the mountains and forests that should have been golden in color are now completely stained with blood red.There are corpses all over the mountains, flags all over the mountains, and blood all over the mountains.

Thousands of Longyou cavalry fought fiercely with the Nanyang army four times their number.

At the beginning, Xia Yuanzheng ordered all the Longyou Army to assemble, turned to break out from the flanks, and finally succeeded in breaking out of the encirclement, losing 4000 soldiers and killing nearly [-] enemies.

However, it was soon encircled by the Nanyang Army again.Forced to do so, Xia Yuanzheng directly set up a full formation to fight against the Nanyang Army.

The entire Longyou army was brave and fearless, showing the best military quality and fighting bloody battles with the Nanyang army.

In the end, they won a disastrous victory. The Longyou Army had only [-] riders left, and the accompanying Dajian Division and the Nanyang general died together.

Xia Yuanzheng was drenched in blood, and held the flag of the Longyou Army's broken camp in his own hand. He was exhausted in the battle, and stood holding the flag, trembling slightly.

The Longyou Army broke up its camp, with a full staff of 1, and now there are only 500 left.

After the camp was broken, there were more than 470 wars, large and small, with 27 victories and [-] defeats.One of the most elite vanguard battalions of the Great Qi Longyou Army.

Xia Yuanzheng, the No.13 battalion commander of the broken camp, has no defeats so far.

The five hundred knights looked resolutely at the Nanyang Army with less than a thousand soldiers left, waiting for Xia Yuanzheng's order, and prepared to launch the last fight.

At this moment, a blue rainbow shot from a distance and landed on Xia Yuanzheng's side.Looking at the tragic situation on the ground, he frowned slightly, and finally looked at the thousands of Nanyang soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit.

"Get lost." Gongsun Yan shouted angrily.

She had just rushed over from Fengdu without stopping, and when she found this place, she realized that the Longyou Army had suffered such heavy losses, and Yu Gan was nowhere to be seen.

In his anger, he didn't care about the rules, and directly shouted domineeringly at the thousand people.

The air wave engulfed by the fourth-rank monks directly turned the thousands of people on their backs, and the Nanyang army, which did not have much combat effectiveness, retreated directly.