Stunning beauty

The night wind rustled.

In front of the Yanyu Building, Soldier No. [-], Red Shadow, officially appeared. The brand new soldier had a vague aura, but it gave people an indescribable sense of oppression.

Tian Zhique and Luo Zhixia stepped forward with magic weapons in hand. Before they took action, they felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The next moment, the two men moved at the same time, and the magic weapon fell without mercy.

Chi Ying sensed it, and the figure flew out. The moment the divine weapon came close, he jumped up, twisted his body in the air, avoided the sky and the earth, and kicked the Heaven's Tower away with one kick.

Then, Chi Ying took advantage of the situation and kicked away Chunjun Sword, and also kicked Luo Zhixia.

"Blood Slaughter!"

At the moment of crisis, Luo Zhixia immediately activated his true energy, and the blood all over his body appeared and turned into runes, blocking the offensive of the soldiers in front of him.

Under the huge impact, Luo Zhixia's body flew out, ten feet away, and staggered to the ground. The blood all over his body was extinguished. After recovering from his injuries for several days, the Blood Pagoda, which had finally recovered somewhat, was once again on the verge of collapse.

In just one round of confrontation, Chi Ying defeated two top masters in the five realms, shocking everyone present.

There are no fancy moves, just the most ordinary fist and kick skills, but it shows shockingly powerful combat power.

During the battle, Tian Zhique and Luo Zhixia steadied themselves and rushed forward again without any hesitation.

In the middle of the battle, Chi Ying's body surged with true energy, and the crimson true energy rushed and surged. He raised his hands and blocked the weapons in the hands of the two men with a bang.

"This is?"

Outside the battle, Xifeng and others were shocked when they saw this.

A body of flesh and blood, blocking the weapon of a divine weapon?

"Demon Race Steel Skin!"

In front, on the machine chair, Li Ziye looked at the looming metallic luster on Chi Ying's hands and said, "I didn't expect that the demonic power in his body would be further strengthened by the divine blood."

Everyone was watching. Tian Zhique and Luo Zhixia, who had no experience fighting against the demon clan, saw the result in front of them and immediately retreated to distance themselves.

"It seems that the special ability gained by Red Shadow is the physical enhancement."

On the side, Xifeng said solemnly, "Among us, only the young master has the experience of fighting against the demon clan. Tianzhique and Miss Luo may suffer."

"Young Master, how do you break through the demon clan's steel skin?" Xiao Si looked at the battle ahead and asked with concern.

"Use some arrancar and add yin and yang to counteract each other."

Li Ziye replied, "To deal with the demon clan, martial arts with the Zhiyang attribute is most suitable. However, there are still some differences between Red Shadow and the demon clan."

In addition to the demon power, there is also a part of the divine blood of the God of Light in Chi Songqing's body. Yin and Yang are perfectly integrated.

If the current Red Shadow were to be dealt with by a human swordsman like Lu Wentian or Master Xianzi, he would have a better chance of winning. After all, the human swordsman had the best attack power in the world.

Facing the demon tribe, fists and kicks are actually the most disadvantaged. If you can't break the demon tribe's steel skin, you can't really hurt the demon tribe's strong ones.

Of course, except for monsters like Chen Qiaoer who are born with supernatural powers.

Although fists and feet are not suitable for dealing with Steel Skin, as the saying goes, one force can defeat all means. If the fists and feet are strong enough, Steel Skin will not be able to block it.

Comparatively speaking, it is too difficult for assassins like Tian Zhique and Luo Zhixia to defeat Red Shadow who has the tough skin of the demon race.

Sure enough, under the gaze of everyone, Chi Ying, one against two, faced the joint efforts of the two. Not only did he not fall at a disadvantage, but he gradually began to gain an advantage.

With a strong body, no emotions, and extremely fast reaction speed, he is a perfect fighting machine. The more he fights, the more headaches he gives to the two great practitioners of the Fifth Realm.

"Stop."

After fighting for more than ten moves, Li Ziye saw the performance of the two people and said calmly, "Tian Zhique, you need to reflect on it. Today, if your opponent is not Chi Ying, but a life and death enemy, you may not survive. Of course, if you can’t beat me, you can run away.”

"Subordinates, please remember the young master's teachings." Tian Zhique restrained his breath and bowed respectfully.

On the other side, Luo Zhixia remained silent, stepped forward, and returned the Chunjun sword.

"Miss Zhixia, Yanyulou, did you not disappoint?" Li Ziye took back the Chunjun sword and asked with a smile.

"Crouching tiger, hidden dragon, unfathomable." Luo Zhixia answered truthfully.

However, no matter what, she felt that the most terrifying thing was the person in front of her.

Although the soldiers are powerful and can still run away if they can't be beaten, but against the man in front of him, there is no possibility of even escaping.

Her end is the best example.

"Then Miss Xia can rest peacefully in Yanyu Tower to recuperate."

Li Ziye reminded with a gentle smile, "In order to help the girl recover from her injuries as soon as possible, I have returned her cultivation level, and I also ask the girl not to embarrass me."

"Zhixia, please remember." Luo Zhixia responded softly.

"It's almost dawn."

Li Ziye glanced at the eastern sky and said calmly, "Xiao Si, let's get ready. It's time to go back."

"Yes!"

From behind, Xiaosi respectfully took orders.

Half an hour later, a flash of white fish belly appeared in the east, indicating that dawn was coming.

Nanling, Wenren Mansion.

The first ray of dawn fell on the earth. In the backyard of the house, the senses of Wenren Wuque and his grandson were restored. At this moment, an old voice sounded in their ears.

"Girl Yuexiu, let's leave for the Central Plains today."

At the Li family's base, Confucius calmly ordered, "This matter should be done sooner rather than later. You are protected by the Li family's masters, so you are safe."

"Yes!"

Wenren Yuexiu heard the Confucian leader's message, bowed respectfully, and responded.

Not long after, Wenren Yuexiu left Wenren Mansion with two of Wenren's magic weapons, Emperor Minghong and Short Blade Hanyue, and embarked on the road to the Central Plains.

At almost the same time, the Xuanjia Army, the Rakshasa Cavalry, and the Southwest Army, which had been resting for many days in the western border of Dashang, all moved eastward. The mighty three armies returned to the hinterland of the Central Plains, preparing for the final decisive battle with the Mobei Cavalry.

"I can't believe that the previous battle was fought by a few young people."

In front of the Xuanjia Army, the King of Triumph looked at the two young princes in front of the Southwest Army in the distance and said with emotion.

White horses and silver spears, young generals, the younger generation of generals and stars have really grown up and can take charge on their own.

Are today's young people so powerful? He and Southwest King have no such achievements at their age.

"Brother."

In front of the southwest army, Han Chengzhi was riding a war horse and holding a silver gun. He looked towards the hinterland of the Central Plains and asked, "Do you think we can win the decisive battle with Mobei?"

"must be able to."

On the side, Zhu Qingge responded in a deep voice, "The war has reached this level, and neither we nor the eight Mobei tribes can afford to lose."

Now, Dashang and Mobei have deployed almost all their forces to fight this final battle. Once they lose, they will never be able to recover.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in front of the Acropolis.

Huanzhu stepped forward, turned his palms to condense his energy, and in the surging black energy, a broken sword that was neither gold nor jade appeared, inserted into the ground, and began to swallow up the evil energy of the battlefield.

And above the acropolis, a white dragon flew away in the wind and disappeared into the morning light.