desperate；a manly man

As time passed, the battle became more and more cruel and tragic!

Previously, some cultivators of the human race were still able to rely on their cultivation advantage to mercilessly kill those ghost warrior level foreigners in the Hundred Races' allied army, but with the addition of those ghost generals in the Hundred Races' allied army, many of the strongest of the human race had met their match, and were no longer able to kill those weaklings in the Hundred Races' allied army at will, just as they did before.

Fortunately, this time the hundred races allied army to those foreigners although the strength is very strong, and the number is quite a lot, but after all, they come from more than ten races, weekdays between the original fight each other, coupled with the temporary formation, each other can not talk about what cooperation, or else, the situation may occur side by side.

With a whirring sound, Du Tianfeng of the Fiery Palace violently retreated several feet, he gasped violently, the opposite side of that Rock Race powerhouse's defense was really too perverse, although his fire qi burned the other side's body in many parts of the crumbling, but with the earth qi in the body of that Rock Race powerhouse, those parts of the crumbling soon recovered like the beginning.

Du Tianfeng's face sank, with the power of his attack, he was afraid that it would be difficult to pass through the other party's defense and injure the rock crystal inside the other party's body, only there, was the Rock Race's real vital point.

"Ah!" From time to time, people on both sides of the warring sides fell down with a miserable cry!

Du Tianfeng raised his eyes and looked around for a while, his face was chilled, the more than a hundred people from his Blaze Palace who had come this time, now, except for the three Fetal Breath Realm Elders who were still entangled in the battle with their opponents, the rest of the disciples had already been killed or injured by more than half, and even the Fetal Breath Realm Elders had also fallen by four people.

How long had it been since he entered this small world? His Flame Palace had suffered such casualties, which was simply unimaginable in the past.

He didn't know that the casualties of the disciples of the Flame Palace were not the most tragic, but the most tragic ones were those ordinary loose cultivators, just under the first round of the charge of the Hundred Races' allied army, there were almost half of the loose cultivators who fell miserably in a pool of blood, after all, no matter whether it was the gong method or the coordination and their own strength, they couldn't be compared to the disciples of the Flame Palace's powers, facing the number and strength of the foreigners that far exceeded theirs, it was indeed very difficult for them to resist. Difficulty.

In addition to the scattered cultivators, Rift Heaven Sword Sect's loss can be said to be above the Flame Palace, this is related to the technique they practiced, the sword cultivator's attack power is extremely strong, kill the most foreigners, but also because of this, once they lose their hands of the sword, or the body of the gas consumption is too much, then waiting for them, in addition to the other side of the same death, the rest will only be death.

Nangong Yu was drenched in blood and rushed to kill in the battlefield, at this moment, he has long lost the calmness of the beginning, he has no idea how many ghosts he has killed the level of foreigners, one ten? Or twenty? He didn't have time to count, he just kept swinging the broken sword in his hand, chopping out a powerful sword qi towards the surrounding foreigners.

Around him, there are constantly broken sword fell down, he felt that his own body of the gas has been left very little, even he is hidden in the life of the sword qi in the separation of the divine sense, but also suffered a certain degree of damage, he had to take back the divine sense of the divine sense of their own space, so as not to cause greater damage, and the loss of that sense of the divine sense of the domination of the present day he can not be transformed into a sword again, to unleash more powerful! attack.

With a boom, a peak Body Transformation Cultivation Fey, after knocking away a Rift Sky Sword Sect disciple in front of him, the curved sword in his hand unfolded, letting out a sardonic laugh as he rushed towards Nangong Yu.

Ai! Nangong Yu let out a long sigh.

When he was in his heyday, this Cultivator alien who was not bad in strength, he had absolute confidence that he could kill him within three swords, but now, whether he could keep his life under the other side's curved sword was also hard to predict.

The broken sword in his hand moved, a faint sword qi slowly overflowed from above, he had already made the intention to die with that Xiu Luo.

Yau, a snow-white ice gas flashed from the slant, instantly blasting under the knee of that wildly rushing Cultivator alien, only to see a click, that Cultivator alien's knee let out a crisp fracture sound, its tall figure violently flopped forward.

Such an opportunity, how could Nangong Yu give it up, he let out a low shout, his body like a phantom swept past the side of that Cultivator, the broken sword in his hand swung, with a flash of sword light, that Cultivator who had lunged forward had his hand on his throat, letting out a reluctant roar, and collapsed in front of him with a loud bang.

"Wuji", Nangong Yu looked at Wei Wuji who swept to his side, and said joyfully, "Back then, I said that once you broke the mirror, you would soon be able to catch up with us, and now it seems to be true."

"Nangong," Wei Wuji came to Nangong Yu's side, also with a delighted face, smiling from the bottom of his heart.

He looked at the broken sword in Nangong Yu's hand and the blood on his body, and said with concern, "How is it? Can you still fight?"

With a flash of sword light, Nangong Yu put the broken sword in his hand into the Divine Sense Space.

This was also one of the major benefits of activating the Divine Sense Space, being able to collect his own original weapon into the Divine Sense Space and warm it up together with the separated Divine Sense.

He took out a long sword with cold light from his bag of belongings, casually shaking a sword flower, and said with great vigor, "What? Want to compare who killed more foreigners?"

Wei Wuji laughed, reached out and patted Nangong Yu's shoulder, an ice gas flashed by.

Nangong Yu was stunned, he fiercely turned back to look at Wei Wuji, his eyes seemed to want to spit out fire!

What he was angry about was not Wei Wuji's sneak attack on him, what he was angry about was that Wei Wuji had actually frozen him at this time, hoping that by doing so, he would be able to dodge a bullet.

Ice gas spread from Nangong Yu's shoulder towards his entire body, in the blink of an eye his body had been covered with a thin layer of frost.

The anger in Nangong Yu's eyes had long since disappeared, and he eventually let out a long sigh of helplessness, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and he glanced at Wei Wuji with deep meaning, and slowly closed his eyes, "Brother, you must not die!"

The frost gradually thickened and gradually turned into an ice coffin.

Wei Wuji looked at the Nangong Yu in the ice coffin with a complicated gaze, his eyes closed tightly and clearly visible, and let out a sigh, "Nangong, there are too many people who have died."

With a movement of ice qi within his body, he violently slapped the ice coffin in front of him into the ground within the earth, and with a flash of his body, he swept towards the front.

"This little guy is a bit interesting."

The White Jade Lotus King, who was lying horizontally on top of the White Jade Lotus Platform, looked at Wei Wuji, who had frozen Nangong Yu, and gently smiled.

Nalan Rongruo's face moved, what Wei Wuji did naturally could not be hidden from her, she just smiled faintly and did not say anything.

White Jade Lotus King's eyes narrowed as he said, "It seems like you are familiar with him."

Nalan Rongruo sighed and said, "Not bad, he has always been a good boy."

Xiahou Ba snorted coldly and said, "Old bitch, it wouldn't be that you wouldn't even let go of such a small child, right?"

The White Jade Lotus King cast a warning glance at Xiahou Ba as she stared closely at Wei Wuji and cackled, "Interesting! Interesting! It's actually an Immortal Ice Silkworm, it's really interesting!"

Tong Luang, who was originally standing silent and still on the side, sniffed and jerked his head up to look at Wei Wuji below, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Nalan Rongruo's gaze flinched, his body's battle qi boiled once again and said, "What do you want to do?"

The White Jade Lotus King glanced at Nalan Rongruo and softly said, "Nalan sister, if you are willing to hand over that youngster to this king, this king will do the honors and can let the rest of you leave safely!"

Nalan Rongruo was stunned at his words, followed by a moment of silence, as she looked at those blood-bath human cultivators below, those young lives that fell one by one in front of her eyes, she couldn't help but be in a bit of a trance!

"Fart!" A violent shout rang out violently.

Nalan Rongruo, who was in a trance, was suddenly startled, and with a movement of her body, she had drifted backward a few feet, staring at the White Jade Lotus King with a wary face.

She could not help but gratefully swept a glance at Xiahou Ba, secretly crying out a good danger, if not for his bellowing, just now, she almost opened her mouth to agree under the compulsion of the White Jade Lotus King's voice.

Only heard Xiahou Ba bellowed, "My human race has always only had human races that died in battle, there are no human races that sell out others in exchange for their own, old bitch, you die of this heart!"

White Jade Lotus King angrily blanked Xiahou Ba as she said faintly under her breath, "Didn't some sages of your Human Race's Holy Land once say that sacrificing the small self to complete the big self?"

Xiahou Ba said, "I, Xiahou, don't read much and don't know any great truths, but in my opinion, the so-called sacrificing one person to fulfill others, that's what the weak do, not what the great man takes."

The White Jade Lotus King said indifferently, "You are the courage of a man, not considered a great man."

Xiahou Ba coldly said, "Without the courage of a horseman, how could the Hundred Races of you be driven out of the Bitter Realm Continent in ancient times?"

White Jade Lotus King's jade-like face flashed with a flash of murderous aura, she stared at Xiahou Ba with a face as cold as frost and said, "This king suddenly kind of wants to change his mind and kill you right now, with a person like you alive, maybe in the future my Hundred Races will have a lot of people die in your hands."

"Haha ..." Xiahou Ba let out a long laugh.

His face straightened and he said with incomparable solemnity, "Just for your words, I, Xiahou, swear that no matter how it ends today? I will live well, so that in the future, I can behead you so-called Hundred Races cleanly until you never dare to harass our Bitter Realm Continent's Human Race again!"

Xiahou Ba's voice was impassioned and thumped the ground as a heavenly bravado erupted from him!