"I was a step behind you." Lin Qian shook his head without any pride on his face. "Kun Lun's greatest mistake is probably on the matter of Wu Kong Sword Sect."
Suddenly, the two stopped at the same time.
The two were not on the same level in terms of power.
Walking out of the tent. Outside the tent, there were only a few people left standing.
Both sides did not hold back.
"As long as it has nothing to do with Kun Lun, I have no interest in killing," Lin Qian said honestly.
The two were just holding on with their last breath.
Almost at the same time Lin Qian challenged, Wei Sheng flew out. For Wei Sheng, his greatest mission was to ensure the safety of Gongsun Cha, Bie Han and the others. The only one that could pose a threat to Gongsun Cha, Bie Han and the others was Lin Qian.
"There isn't so much right and wrong!" Lin Qian's figure was ramrod straight. The smile on his face slowly faded and his eyes became sharp. "There is only victory and defeat!"
"Shidi!" Wei Sheng suddenly said.
They had fought for ten days and ten nights without a moment's rest.
A teardrop landed on the blade of the sword and turned to countless droplets of water that flew out.
There was no longer any blood on the already pale faces of the commanders.
Over and over again, the sound tablet played words of persuading the enemy to surrender.
All of them understood that they had no chance.
They stood in perfect order, like straight javelins.
Liang Wei was most skilled in ambushes but an ambush of such a scale had never occurred before.
Wei Sheng's eyes lit up. "As expected, you had a breakthrough."
"You are afraid of harming the innocent?" Wei Sheng smiled coldly.
Inside the tent, everyone's faces were pale. They knew what this meant.
It was like the spread of a plague!
"Kun Lun! Even if we disappear, we have to be heroic to live up to the name. "
Lin Qian gave a helpless grimace.
The Wu Kong Mountain of the past was covered in weeds, broken walls everywhere.
To them, this battle was not difficult at all. Lin Qian's counterattack had mobilized almost all of Kun Lun's fighting power. They had not encountered any resistance along the way, only terrified and hopeless crowds.
Soon, all of Wu Kong Mountain was cleared out by the two.
Their present army was meaningless. Even if they could fight their way into Mo Cloud Sea, there was no meaning!
They only wanted to go home, to reunite with their families.
Droplets of tears fell on the blade of the sword and slid down its spine.
Even if Zuo Mo tried to bite down, he would lose a few teeth.
"This place is suitable for our final battle," Wei Sheng said gravely.
He shook his head and dispelled the distracting thoughts. It had nothing to do with him anyway.
This was truly a heaven-rending, earth-rending, tortoise-like cracks appeared in the sky, and countless fissures appeared on the ground. The surging Earth Fire surged up unceasingly, flowing wantonly.
Chaos!
"Master, I'm sorry …"
Lin Qian did not refute and nodded. "Yes, but you have your beliefs, I have mine! Let's use our swords to decide the victor! "
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The sword auras of both sides collided in the air!
"Don't stop! Speed up! Advance as fast as possible! "Liang Wei ordered.
[End of Book]
"Haha! I want good wine! "Wei Sheng laughed.
Thinking about this, Liang Wei couldn't help but pause. When he thought about it, he didn't understand. How did King's hand become so good?
"Citizens of Kunlun, as long as you surrender, as long as you return home, we promise not to harm your family and guarantee your property …"
The mountain was still there, but the people were gone.
Even Mo Cload Sea was shocked by this sudden turn of events. In Mo Cloud Sea, only a few of the higher ups knew that Zuo Mo was the Nether King. The other people only knew that Zuo Mo would return soon.
The two exchanged a smile.
They had failed!
Large numbers of battalions fled in groups and surrendered.
Inside the tent, the stupefied generals recovered their spirits bit by bit.
Zuo Mo and Wei Sheng looked at the weeds that were taller than people. Without a word, they started to clean them up.
Everywhere the ripples of shen power passed, the sky fell and the earth cracked.
Someone was coming!
The yaomo army swept through Kun Lun like the wind.
Lin Qian raised the shen sword in his hand.
"En?" Zuo Mo turned his face.
"If surrendering becomes the symbol of Kun Lun's disappearance, it is too humiliating."
Before he finished speaking, a figure stumbled in.
He then laughed. His finger flicked the Immemorial Shen Sword in his hand.
Kun Lun had failed!
He burst into tears like a child.
He forced himself to steady his wavering body. After fighting for ten days and nights, he and Wei Sheng were at the end of their ropes.
The two were covered in wounds but the two did not seem to feel it.
This meant that the battle outside had finished, completely finished. That was why Zuo Mo dared to bring all of his experts.
The place where the two faced off was an empty jie.
Wei Sheng said gravely, "Kun Lun's greatest mistake is Kun Lun itself. Are we the only ones fighting against Kun Lun? "
This battalion was not a well-trained elite. The great majority of them were commoners who had not been on the battlefield half a month ago. If they knew that their families were in danger, then … …
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An enormous and well-guarded troop approached them from the distant horizon.
"Master, sorry … … sorry … …"
Zuo Mo had brought all of the pseudo-god-level experts of Mo Cloud Sea.
When the yaomo allied army stepped onto Kun Lun's territory, all of Kun Lun sank into unprecedented terror.
Seeing Xue Dong and the others walk out, these xiuzhe started to organize themselves. There was no sound. From beginning to end, it was silent.
"Not good! Not good … … "
He stood and tidied his shen equipment with a solemn expression.
There were many people with Zuo Mo. A Gui, Zong Ru, Ceng Lian 'er, Luo Li, Wo Li, Lan, the old man, all of them were pseudo-god-level.
Both sides were very clear that at this time, whoever came to help would mean the defeat of the other side. Only the victors would have the time to come and help.
Lin Qian looked dazedly at the Immemorial Shen Sword in his hand.
Wei Sheng and Lin Qian faced off in the air.
He had given Kun Lun the hope of victory, had given Kun Lun the courage to stake everything on one throw, but at the last moment, he had dealt a fatal blow.
"The heavens want Kun Lun dead!" Chao Xin murmured. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Wei Sheng shook his head. "Many things have nothing to do with victory and defeat."
Zuo Mo's trump card that he had planned for a long time was suddenly shown. It was terrifyingly lethal. If Zuo Mo had shown it too early, he would have faced a Kun Lun that was hiding.
Wei Sheng's eyes showed reminiscence but his heart was calm. "Faith!"
Xue Dong's face was still pale but his gaze was so sharp it seemed it could pierce through people. "We have failed, Kun Lun has failed, we have no chance. Let those that want to surrender surrender. "
At this time, the exposure of Zuo Mo's identity was a fatal blow to Kun Lun.
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Kun Lun didn't even have a chance to counterattack.
Mu Xuan stood up. The other people also silently stood up.
Kun Lun … … was in their hands … …
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Sky Moon Jie.
They did not fear Mo Cloud Sea attacking their rear. Everyone was at the rear and no one could escape. But the invasion of the yaomo allied army caused Kun Lun to be attacked from all sides.
It was chaos!
Compared to Lin Qian, King had much better cards.
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Liang Wei shook his head inside. If Kun Lun knew that the mo king that had just finished uniting the yaomo was Zuo Mo, they definitely would not have dared to stake everything on one throw.
Lin Qian was speechless.
Yet the secret that the Nether King was Zuo Mo was exposed. All of Kun Lun sank into deep despair!
"I plan to build a hut here and settle down." Wei Sheng had a nostalgic expression. "Let's call it the Sword Hut!"
This suffocating and hopeless human battalion collapsed like an avalanche.
"Alright!" Zuo Mo nodded. "Do not forget to attend my wedding with A Gui."
Kun Lun's fighting power was almost zero and could not stop the advance of the yaomo allied army.
The same content spread through the Four Realms.
There was a slight tremor in his voice.
In reality, this could not be considered a sneak attack.
"What!" Xue Dong's face was ashen, his limbs cold as he murmured, "The yaomo allied army! Aren't … … aren't they going to fight? "
Originally, Kun Lun had gathered the last of their strength and wanted to fight Mo Cloud Sea because they thought that if Kun Lun put their lives on the line, they could defeat Mo Cloud Sea.
"Alright!" Wei Sheng also raised the shen sword in his hand.
When Lin Qian saw Zuo Mo at the front, his face instantly paled. The light and presence around him instantly disappeared.
Lin Qian smiled. "You and I are fighting, there is no need to harm the innocent. A peaceful place like this is a good battlefield. "
Thinking of the terrifying consequences, Xue Dong shook. He immediately reacted and said harshly, "Send the order, put away all the sound tablets! No one is allowed to hide sound tablets! No one is allowed to communicate with the outside world … … "
Even more terrifying was that the news of the invasion of the yaomo allied army would disturb morale.
The clear hum of the sword could be heard near and far in this jie.
Wu Kong Mountain.
"Then what does it matter?" Lin Qian smiled unconcernedly.
The two of them looked into the distance.
There was no chance at all.
The power of the two sides was not on the same level.
Ding!
The outside was in chaos.
The rear was being swept by the yaomo allied army. The two million and four hundred thousand battalions were in chaos. The glory of Kun Lun seemed to disappear at this moment. Even though Xue Dong had ordered the troops to kill, they could not stop the deserters.
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