Zhan Yue - Chapter 1443

[Chapter 1447 is so disgusting]

“boom–”

There was a loud noise in the distance, followed by a great earthquake. This sword was mostly from the shadow of death Linhai. A sword that shook the mountain roots of Beiyue was equivalent to a sword hitting a country’s landscape restrictions. Fortunately, Beiyue’s stability is not something that Lin Hai can solve with one or two swords.

“Do!”

A Fei suddenly turned to look at the north: “This is the fight? It hasn’t started yet…”

“Maybe it’s the CG before the version?” Qing Deng said.

“not sure.”

I shook my head: “All of them are available, we will teleport immediately after the preparation is complete, and we will arrive at the Lishan battlefield ahead of schedule.”

“Ok!”

…

Lin Xi rode on the horse, I grabbed Shen Mingxuan and Gu Ruyi’s wrists one by one, pulled them through the crowd, and went directly from the teleportation array to Mount Li. With a ray of white light blooming, everyone was in the south of Mount Li. After the imperial camp, dozens of teleportation formations continued to flicker, and countless players teleported in.

“Lin Xi, you take everyone through the valley and arrive at the northern battlefield of Mount Li. I’ll go take a look first.”

“Ok.”

I jumped up, turned into a ray of rainbow light and rushed to the top of Mount Li. The moment I arrived, I felt one after another sharp edge. I saw three gray-white sword lights from the north swept across the sky, full of chaos. , is a sword from the female sword demon Feltuna.

“Prince Zhenyang, hold on.”

A familiar voice sounded in my ear, and then the figure of Xiyue Fengfeng appeared on the top of Mount Li, with the strong atmosphere of Xiyue Mountains behind him, just like a god descending to earth, he raised his hand and pulled out the white jade sword from the hands of the sword-wielding woman. , facing the north is the three swords, the sword light went away with a strong mountain atmosphere, collided with Fertuna’s three swords, and turned into sword gas debris.

“See the King of Free and Easy!”

After blocking the opponent’s offensive, the two mountain gentlemen saluted me. Immediately afterwards, the figures of Nanyue Mu Tiancheng and Dongyue Yiping also appeared. The battle is imminent, and the four mountains have already arrived. Resist aliens.

“It’s time for a decisive battle.”

I looked at the four mountain monarchs and said with a smile: “Please do your best to guard the country gate.”

Yi Ping smiled casually and said, “King Xiaoyao, as the emperor, is in charge of guarding the country’s gates. How can we mountain lords not give up our lives?”

“Ominous.”

I stretched out a finger and said with a smile, “If you have no choice but to save your own life, if you live, the country will be stable, isn’t that the case?”

Feng Buwen smiled and nodded.

At this time, Beiyue Guanyang held a sword, stared at the north, and said with a cold smile: “Lin Hai, don’t hide your thrones, come out? Anyway, it’s just for this decisive battle.”

“Oh?”

In the distance, a majestic figure appeared above the woodlands of Pioneer Linhai. It was Linhai, the shadow of death holding a gray-white sword. His body slowly rose, and under his feet was a majestic death breath and heavenly destiny. The throne, the highest throne in the Northern Territory, the sense of oppression of the throne is extremely strong. The imperial soldiers who guard Lishan not far away just glanced at the throne and immediately lowered their heads, otherwise their hearts may be crushed by the rushing death breath.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third thrones rose above the chaotic forest sea. On the thrones were the female sword demon Fertuna and the ancient god of war Ciel. Then, another throne emerged from the chaos. Rising, Fan Yi, Su La, Landro, Situ Xue, Donghai Fangzhu, Han Ying, the sword maker, and the remaining six thrones also appeared one by one, and the entire northern sky was almost shrouded in death, so Lishan, the northern mountain, has a feeling that the black cloud is pressing down on the city and the city is about to be destroyed.

…

“Ok?”

Lin Hai sat on the throne covered with skulls, his mouth raised lightly, and he said with a smile: “Lishan Guanyang, what did you just say? If I heard correctly, are you calling this king?”

Veteran Guan Yang’s brows were furrowed, and the sword in his hand was constantly enveloping the mountain atmosphere of Beiyue, and his momentum was very stable.

“Hahaha~~~~”

Fan Yi slapped the paper fan in his hand, stood on a throne quite far ahead, and said with a smile, “I don’t know, I thought Mr. Guan Yang was an ascendant mountain lord in the world, tsk tsk, this tone almost made me I forgot how Mr. Guan Yang was arbitrarily manipulated by the kings of the Northern Territory when he was alive, hahahaha~~~”

I frowned and stood in front of the four mountain monarchs, with the spirit of a real dragon flowing all over my body, and the national fortune of a country condensed in my body, and said lightly: “Fan Yi, don’t be disgusting here!”

“Oh oh oh~~~”

Fan Yi laughed: “I almost forgot, Lord Lin Hai and Lord Fertuna are both swordsmen, Lord Xia Er is not a sword cultivator, then the next person to use the sword will be my turn, Fan Yi, tsk tsk, come on, come on, Eat my Fan Yi’s Wen Dao sword!”

As he spoke, he put one hand on his hips and raised the other hand up to the sky, shouting in a grandiose manner, “Sword————Come on!”

“…”

There was silence all around, until a few seconds later, a sword light flew from the north and turned into a double-beaded sword and appeared in Fan Yi’s hand. : “Hey, Bai Yiqing, a sincere girl, I’m a bachelor in Fan Yi, I can only yearn for your feelings for Qin Se and Ming, fortunately, if you can’t keep your people, at least you will be kept. With a long head, this sword should be regarded as a congratulatory gift from me, Fan Yi!”

“Shh!”

A sword swept down the sky, and the former was not allowed in the momentum.

“Humph!”

Feng Buwen took a step forward, stepped on the ground with one foot, and with a sound of “Peng”, a wisps of mountain scenery appeared on the ground in front of him. The strange sword was suppressed.

“Tsk tsk, as expected of the righteous master.”

Fan Yi leaned on the double-beaded sword, stood on the throne, and said with a smile: “After the wind is equal to Wutou Shanjun, the cultivation level has indeed skyrocketed. If I knew this earlier, I, Fan Yi, also cut off my head with a sword. , maybe he is an Ascension Sword Cultivator now, and he can wrestle with Lord Fertuna.”

The female sword demon stood proudly on the throne, frowning slightly, and ignored Fan Yi’s words.

I frowned, stepped forward, and said, “Fan Yi, if you attack the mountain, you will attack the mountain, can you shut up for a moment?”

Saying that, I looked in Lin Hai’s direction and said, “Lin Hai, the shadow of death, do you allow Fan Yi to be so disgusting? Do you know how disgusting Fan Yi is as a Wen Dao disciple?”

Amidst the clouds and fog, Lin Hai frowned, holding the mysterious undead sword in his hand, with a detached kendo breath all over his body, and said, “Actually, when I recruited him, I didn’t expect him to be so disgusting.”

I can only have a black line.

Feng Buwen was also a little stunned, and didn’t want to speak. At this moment, a tacit understanding was reached between the peak figures of the alien demon and the human race, and they all felt that the throne of Fan Yi was really disgusting.

…

“Get out the sword!”

In the rising of the sea of clouds, Lin Hai raised the immortal sword again and said with a smile, “How about I wait for the nine thrones to come out with the sword?”

“Can!”

Fertuna smiled slightly: “I’m glad!”

Sulla also pulled out the flaming divine sword. The flames lingered around the divine sword, and said with a smile, “Then let’s take out the sword together.”

Fan Yi raised the double-beaded sword: “Count me in.”

Ciel swung up the golden warhammer and smiled: “I don’t need a sword, I can only use a hammer.”

The sword maker Han Ying raised his hand, and strands of sword light condensed behind him, and said with a smile, “I don’t know how many swords Lord Lin Hai said when he spoke of the sword?”

Lin Hai glanced at it: “As you like!”

Landro, Situ Xue, Donghai Fangzhu, the three thrones, although they did not speak, have already sacrificed their own weapons. For a time, the nine thrones that rose in the distant forests skyrocketed, forming a difficult situation. The crushing force of imagination.

…

“Can you stop it?” I turned to look at the four mountain gentlemen.

Mu Tiancheng smiled slightly: “You can give it a try.”

Guan Yang carried the sword: “I have no regrets even if I die!”

Yi Ping smiled and said, “I am willing to fight!”

Only Feng Buwen held the white jade sword in his hand, with a light face and a light face, and said with a smile: “King Xiaoyao spent all his energy to create the Four Mountains, so he should have some confidence in the Four Mountains… Don’t forget, this time it is the Nine Great Mountains. The throne came to our territory to ask for the sword, instead of us going to the sea of heroes to ask for the sword. The strength of the two is not the same as the difference between the two. Instead of worrying about success or failure, the King of Free and Easy would better… lend us the fortune of the country. , let us fight with all our strength in the four mountains.”

“Can.”

I nodded with a smile, and immediately stomped the ground gently, the rich golden national luck poured into the earth, and then spread and rose like golden vines, penetrating into the golden bodies of the four mountain monarchs, causing their breath to suddenly skyrocket. , this is not only the aura of a country’s landscape to fight against strange demons, but also the protection of the spirit of an emperor and the luck of a country!

“Chichi~~~”

In the distance, strands of transcendental sword intent rose up, followed by chaotic sword qi between heaven and earth. Lin Hai and Fertuna’s Ascension Realm split tens of thousands of sword qi to attack Mount Li almost instantly. Fan Yi, a quasi-sacred sword cultivator, was slightly inferior, with nearly 7,000 sword qi attacking and killing, while Su La smashed nearly 6,000 sword qi with one sword, and Han Ying was even worse, with only about 3,000 sword qi. Dao Jianqi, the throne ranks are different, and the strength is indeed disparate. In the dense sword light, Xia Er blasted out with a hammer, turning into a dazzling hammer of golden light and crushing it towards Lishan.

Landro let out a low roar, the demon sickle danced, causing countless blood-colored waves to roll in, Situ Xue played the jade flute, and a wisp of invisible murder rushed towards the mountains of Beiyue, while the master of Donghai Fang danced the cyan pole in his hand, gently Swinging, the breath of countless giant wolves surged on the earth and rushed to the foot of the mountains, with the momentum of moving mountains and overturning the sea.

…

It is the first time for the nine thrones to strike together!

“What are we waiting for?”

Feng Buwen smiled mildly, stepped forward abruptly, put the white jade sword on the ground with one hand, and shouted in a low voice, “Shanjun of the Four Mountains, defend the enemy together, the gods of mountains and mountains, protect the country with me!”

The Four Great Mountain Monarchs burst into rays of light, the four mountains, the mountain gods on the thousands of mountain tops manifested their true bodies one by one, and countless landscapes and auras gathered.

This kind of weather is unprecedented!