In those years, the cultivators we cut together

After finishing speaking, a dazzling streamer suddenly appeared on Jiang Ning's body!

"Roar!"

The next moment, a soaring dragon chant sounded, and the girl and the red-tasseled spear in her hand suddenly merged into one. Turning around, she broke through the top of the tent, transformed into a silver-gray sky dragon, soared into the sky, and flew all the way to the air of the entire battlefield, circling and dancing. Roaring at the Japanese camp in the distance.

In the camp of Dongying monks, Emperor Heiyunzhai looked at the blue dragon hovering in the sky, and showed a contemptuous smile:

"What a queen who is not afraid of death!"

On his left stood an elderly warrior with white hair, and on his right was Xiuye ​​Zongchun, a Japanese monk who had previously fought against Shangguan Sheng.

At this moment, seeing Jiang Ning reappearing, Hei Yunzhai smiled to the two people beside him: "Mr. Saito, Master Zong Chun, this queen is still injured, we will capture her alive in a while."

The samurai named Saito Yuichiro nodded:

"Wish to share your worries for His Majesty."

Xiu Yezong stood upright in front of his chest, and also smiled evilly:

"Wish to share your worries for His Majesty."

In the arena, the Emperor Kurounsai, the abbot of the Jodo Masamune Temple Kyuya Sojun, and the self-proclaimed Dongying Swordsman Saito Yuichiro looked at the blue dragon in the sky, and the next moment they flew out at the same time and went straight to the blue dragon!

"boom!"

A loud noise full of various spiritual waves spread out in the vast sky, illuminating the sky into colors.

Jiang Ning, who bears the soul of the Canglong, fought three against one, and was suppressed by these three Nascent Soul cultivators almost at the same time. Each of the three was shrouded in a huge circular spirit shield, flying fast, whistling Incessantly, it collided with the silver-gray blue dragon several times in the air, causing several deafening spiritual explosions. The silver scales of the dragon kept cracking amid the flashes of spiritual light, and the blue dragon kept roaring in pain.

Down below, General Di of the Tang Dynasty and a group of soldiers could not help at all, so they could only fight with other monks in Dongying with all their strength.

Facing the monks, ordinary mortals have almost nothing to do, and the soldiers of the Iron Armor Battalion can only barely resist with their bodies, and then let the soldiers in the rear continue to harass them with bows and arrows.

Facing the tens of thousands of monks in Japan, as long as there is a contact, the guards of the Iron Armored Battalion will almost die one by one. From yesterday to now, no matter how much Tang resisted, the total number of casualties among the soldiers in the Iron Armored Battalion and the ordinary army There were more than a thousand people, and the number of Dongying monks who died in the hands of the Iron Armored Battalion was less than a hundred!

This is completely one-sided massacre!

"kill!"

In the front line, the armor was shattered, and General Di, who was covered in blood, hacked to death a Dongying monk with a sword, pointing angrily with his long sword:

"Long live the Tang Dynasty!"

All the soldiers shouted: "Long live!!!"

On the ground, the Iron Armor Battalion's remaining less than 200 people launched a suicidal charge, followed by tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers, rushing forward one by one desperately, using their lives to fight hard!

"Life and death を知らない!"

Facing the charge of the Tang Dynasty, the Dongying monks smiled cruelly and sacrificed various magic weapons to fight against it. The monks were beaten to pieces as soon as they met each other, and the brave soldiers fell one by one.

"Long live the Tang Dynasty!"

A soldier of the Armored Battalion screamed and knocked away a Japanese monk with brute force, and then another monk smashed half of his arm with spiritual energy, blood scattered everywhere!

And the next moment, another Dongying monk flew forward and stabbed him in the abdomen!

The spirit knife pierced through the body, and half of the blood-red blade pierced out of the soldier's back waist, but he still stood tall, but instead opened his eyes wide with anger, and forcibly endured the severe pain and screamed:

"Eri, your mother!"

With his remaining left hand, he grabbed the grinning cultivator in front of him, then threw himself against the blade, and bit the cultivator's face fiercely!

"idiot!"

The monk let out a roar, knocked him down with a shock of spiritual energy, and then raised his knife to stab him brutally!

"Pfft!"

The soldier stared at him, squeezed out a sentence: "dog bastard" and then stopped breathing.

In the rear, there were soldiers running wildly all the way, shouting at everyone while running:

"Your Majesty ordered everyone to retreat and go north for their lives!"

"Your Majesty ordered everyone to retreat and go north for their lives!"

"Your Majesty ordered everyone to retreat and go north for their lives!"

At the back of the barracks, the doctors, logistics, and grooms were all taken aback when they heard this, and they all stopped their work for a while, hesitating and not moving.

And just when people were hesitating to evacuate, a wounded man who was healing his wounds with his arms still hanging on his chest rushed out of the tent, waved his arms with one hand:

"I will resist the decree today! Anyone with a handle will follow me!"

As soon as these words came out, several people immediately responded, and one by one rushed out of the tent with various weapons.

Even several elderly imperial physicians took up their knives and ran out of the tent.

Some maids were in a daze, when suddenly a father-in-law also ran out of the tent, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and shouted in a high-pitched voice:!

"Miscellaneous families don't bring handles! Miscellaneous families are willing to go with His Majesty!"

"The supervisor is benevolent and righteous! Let's all follow His Majesty!"

"Brothers, the Japanese provoked and punished immediately to vent the anger of the people and gods!"

For a moment, Datang's army was so excited that no one retreated, they grabbed their weapons and rushed to the front line!

"Roar!"

In the sky, a mighty dragon chant resounded, and the silver-gray Canglong was severely wounded by the three Yuanying.

"Empress of the Tang Dynasty! I want you to die!"

In the sky, Heiyunzhai let out a grin, and a huge chrysanthemum totem was formed behind him, and then he blasted out with his palm.

"Bang!"

The runes were broken, and the spiritual power surged. The silver-gray Canglong was completely unable to support it, and its long and narrow body fell helplessly.

In the sky, Canglong retreated into Jiang Ning with broken armor while falling, while Heiyunzhai didn't stop at this, and with a flash of his body, he was about to give her a fatal blow.

But at this critical moment, a ray of light suddenly sounded from a distance.

"Chirp!" The ear-piercing chirping sound resounded, and Ye Qingluan, who was wearing a long skirt, teleported over directly, holding a mace, and slapped Heiyunzhai's face with it!

"state!"

The next moment, countless Emei monks flew out from a distance like a meteor shower, and among them was a young man flying out with an extremely long and narrow iron chain.

"Emei has been killed!"

The iron chain was tied to a monk's sword, and the boy flew forward by it, catching Jiang Ning in the air with one hand.

Perhaps because of the strong wind and waves in the sky, Jiang Ning's long hair was blown into the boy's mouth, making the boy spit out again and again.

"Bah bah bah!"

On the coast of the East China Sea, thousands of Emei monks completely joined the battlefield, without saying a word, they directly fought with the Dongying monks, and the army of the Tang Dynasty also wept with joy when they saw them, and they all shouted excitedly.

At this moment, Ye Qingluan, who was holding a huge mace, was standing in the air, looking at the three Nascent Souls in front of him with cold eyes!

The slightly salty sea breeze was blowing, and Hei Yunzhai, whose face was half swollen, also looked at Ye Qingluan, and said with a smile in broken Chinese:

"Master Ye, long time no see."

Ye Qingluan frowned and said nothing.

Hei Yunzhai continued to laugh and said, "Do you think, with one against three, you are our opponent?"

Ye Qingluan snorted coldly when he heard the words, and threw the huge mace on Xiang's shoulder.

"I don't know, give it a try?"

Heiyunzhai raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

A moment later, both sides flew to the opposite side at the same time!The speed is fast to the extreme!

……

……

In the afternoon, inside a certain military camp tent, Lin Xiaolu and Jiang Ning, who had not seen each other for three years, were staring at each other with big eyes.

Jiang Ning just woke up from a coma at this moment, lying on a bed, wearing a red nightgown, which looks good, but his face is a little tired and haggard.

The two of them stared at each other for a while. After a long time, Lin Xiaolu kindly stroked his chin, which was pretending to have a beard, and put on a benevolent expression unique to elders:

"A-Ning, I haven't seen you for three years, you are getting old."

Jiang Ning: ...

"This time the old man came to save you, are you very touched? Have an urge to kowtow to the old man?

You don't have to be embarrassed, knock it off, the old man is the Immortal of Emei, so he can bear it. "

Listening to the words of the young man in front of him, the weak Jiang Ning clenched his fist unconsciously, wanting to hit someone.