"court death?"

Bai Lan stood up with a sword world, and instantly shook all the sword Huang Tingyu slashed out, and sneered: "Just with your paper-made twelve realms, you still want to fight me?"

"Huang Tinghui!"

A sudden roar came from the north, and then a false Dharma image appeared in the air, Demon Ancestor!

At this time, the magic image of the Demon Ancestor no longer appeared for the first time, but it was still majestic. It was covered with the heaven and earth luck of the Demon Ancestor. Her red eyes looked down at Huang Tingyu in the wind, and her voice had no emotion: "As a member of the Demon Clan, do you really dare to shoot a sword against the Demon Clan? What benefits did Chu Huaixi give you this dog that falls into the water? If you are so loyal, aren't you afraid of ending up being punished by heaven and earth?"

Huang Tingyu gritted his teeth and trembled all over. A yellow dog magic figure appeared behind him. Huang Tingyu was a demon clan, and his original figure was a yellow dog.

"benefit?"

Huang Tingyu tried hard to straighten his back, fearing that he would kneel down directly under the pressure of the demon ancestor. He raised his head and laughed: "Chuan Chu saved me, the dog that fell into the water, reshape my body and life, and give me the name Huang Tingyu. Is this considered a recreation of grace?"

"You really want to draw a sword against the Demon Ancestor?"

The demon ancestor said calmly.

"certainly!"

Huang Tingyu roared, and the long sword raised in the air, instantly slashing out tens of millions of sword energy, almost slashing out all the cultivation of his twelve-level demon sword cultivator. Moreover, half of the sword energy slashed towards the magic image of the Demon Ancestor, and the other half slashed towards Bai Lan of the Thirteenth Realm in the Wind. The sword energy was destroyed and the magic image of the Demon Ancestor turned into Yanyun in a blink of an eye. The true body was not here, so it could be said that it was vulnerable.

"court death!"

Bai Lan raised his sword and shattered Huang Tingyu's thousands of sword energy. Then a ray of sword light rose flat on the ground. Suddenly, Huang Tingyu's body flew backwards and turned into a meteor and fell into the depths of the east. A bloody rain bloomed in the air. The deputy commander of the Tianchi Army was already in danger of death.

...

In front of the position where Lin Zhao was located, a soft sword energy that Huang Tingyu protected Chu Huaixi's body and landed on the ground. At this time, Chu Huaixi was covered in a blood hole blasted out by the sword energy. His breath was cut off and he was powerless to turn the world.

"Ship Chu..."

Chen Yu turned over and got off the horse, picked up Chu Huaixi, and looked at this familiar face, Chen Yu burst into tears.

"Ship Chu!"

Lin Zhao dismounted and knelt on one knee.

Behind him, more than 4,000 Tianchi soldiers all knelt down, mourning everywhere.

For many years, Chu Huaixi has been like a bright lamp, illuminating the road of the remnants of the Great Chen Dynasty. Now Chu Huaixi has died in battle, which has made many people feel confused. Is the Tianchi Army without Chu Huaixi still considered the Tianchi Army?

"Come."

Lin Zhao stood up and frowned and said, "Send Shuai Chu back to the camp, all the troops will defend, waiting for the demon clan's attack!"

According to Lin Zhao's estimate, once Chu Huaixi dies, the demon clan will pass through the West.

Everyone nodded and then retreated.

A bed board, Lin Zhao, Chen Yu, Wang Jiang and Liu Ping personally carried the body of Chu Huaixi. Everyone returned to the camp under the escort of more than 4,000 troops. They were in the snow and ice. One hour later, they buried the famous "Chu Shuai" on the highest hill in Jiuzhangyuan. They did not erect tombstones or leave inscriptions to avoid being dug by the demon clan.

In the camp, four thousand soldiers of the Great Chen Dynasty knelt southward, and on the hills, Lin Zhao only led dozens of people to attend the funeral of Chu Huaixi.

A roast chicken and a pot of wine are all the offerings.

"Ship Chu."

Lin Zhao sprinkled wine in front of the grave and said, "This is the highest place in Jiuzhangyuan. Please see how we kill the enemy here, see how the human race destroyed the main force of the four northern tribes. Please rest here. As long as the descendants of the Great Chen Dynasty are not dead, there will definitely be someone who knows that Chu Shuai is buried here. If I, Lin Zhao, are not dead, I will worship you every year."

Chen Yu cried: "Lin Zhao."

"Your Highness Yu, it's okay."

Lin Zhao's name for Chen Yu had changed. At this moment, he had a clear understanding that the great Chen Dynasty must be taken up by himself, and he was the second Chu Huaixi to protect Chen Yu.

"Go back to camp..."

The boy stood up and frowned and said, "The army of the demon clan should arrive soon.

"yes!"

...

At night, a snowfall fell on the earth.

The entire Tianchi Army's camp was in the snow, and in the distance, an army of the demon clan had already passed through the West Valley and directly approached the camp where Lin Zhao was.

On a snowy night, soldiers were crowded above the city of the camp. Under Lin Zhao's order, they fought against the camp, Chengfeng Camp, Tiebu Camp, and Fenwei Camp to defend the camp, and were about to have a real head-on battle with the demon clan.

On the top of the Xishan Mountain, in the snow, a demon woman wearing red armor raised her lips and said, "Although I don't know what happened, something must have happened inside them. It seems... Da Shang Wen Shuoyang did put huge pressure on Chu Huaixi. Otherwise, this Chu Shuo, who is good at defending the formation, would not take the initiative to attack, and even ruined his life. Then the next one... is Lin Zhao?"

A military tent leader said respectfully: "Mr. Yuqi is right. The human army has never been a monolithic part. Chu Huaixi of the Great Chen Dynasty has always been a thorn in the temple of the Great Shang Dynasty and a thorn in the flesh. This time, after we used the power of our demon clan to get rid of Chu Huaixi, the next person to be eliminated should be Lin Zhao."

"Since ancient times, it is said that the cunning rabbit dies, and the lackeys cook."

The great demon Bai Lan sneered: "It has always been like this. The Great Shang Dynasty has more than two million soldiers and horses. In the end, the Tianchi Army, which was less than 10,000 people, was able to stand on the front line. Everyone can see this kind of trick of the front pawn. To put it bluntly, Wen Shuoyang hopes that Chu Huaixi will die, and hopes that the final resistance of the entire Great Chen Dynasty will also be destroyed."

A demon leader turned around, clasped his fists at Yu's house, and said, "Master Yu's house, order the entire army attacked and killed, and razed the human positions to the ground!"

"No."

Yu Qing's bright eyes were filled with a faint glow, and she smiled and said, "I am not at ease if Lin Zhao is not dead. I cannot go out rashly. Let's do this... I ordered the First Army to launch a fierce attack on the Tianchi Army's camp, and ordered them to level the camp before tomorrow morning and send Lin Zhao's head to me, otherwise they would not come back!"

"yes!"

"snort……"

Yu Qing's mouth raised lightly. She used a military account to exchange Lin Zhao. She never felt that the business was losing money. On the contrary, as long as she could kill Lin Zhao, not to mention a military account, it would be worth it even if she paid two military accounts for 400,000 demon clan troops. Moreover, there were more than 4,000 elite Tianchi troops in the snowy Tianchi area to be buried with her, and the business would be even more profitable.

...

In the snow, figures of demon soldiers appeared in front of the camp. These demon soldiers were all low and pressed a round shield of beast bones in front. The demon clan had no skilled craftsman of the human race, so the equipment in the army was actually very simple. The weapons and armor of the demon soldiers basically came from the Great Wilderness World. All combat power could crush the human army because of their natural wildness.

"Arrowman!"

Luo Yang raised his palm and frowned and said, "Aim at the place where they have no shields to block them, and shoot arrows!"

Suddenly, the sound of arrows above the camp was constantly leaving the strings, and a wisp of cold light shot into the night, while the demon soldiers under the city kept screaming, and in a blink of an eye, there were only more than 4,000 defenders on the camp, the Death Camp, the Chengfeng Camp, the Fenwei Camp, and the Iron Bu Camp were well-trained, and everyone was skilled in bowing and horses, so naturally they would not fall. With a round of volleys, hundreds of people were killed or injured.

"A bunch of waste!"

Behind the demon army, someone roared angrily: "What are you afraid of? Just a mere camp of 4,000 people. Bounce for me and destroy them. Lord Yuqiu said, "You only need to kill the enemy today, and your military achievements will be calculated to you according to double the amount!"

"Yes, sir!"

A group of demon soldiers rushed over with blood-red eyes. What is the war achievements of the demon soldiers? It is an opportunity, a cultivation resource, the moving women in the demon clan, and the superior authority. These are the things that the little demons long for.

Over the camp, Lin Zhao stood in a white robe on the observation deck, looking at the battle situation below, frowned and said, "Send the artillery battalion to attack and illuminate the battlefield."

"Yes, sir!"

After a few breaths, dozens of cannons in Fenwei Camp fired together, and suddenly, a series of flame shock waves bloomed among the demon army, and a burnt smell came from the cold wind.

"Don't be idle in the sword cultivator in the city!"

Wu Zhi wore a female general's battle robe, pointed the sword blade forward, shouting in a low voice, "Start the flying sword out of the city to kill the demons!"

"Yes, sir!"

In the city, hundreds of sword cultivators from the lower five realms and middle five realms launched attacks. For a moment, hundreds of bright and bright rays were killed and strangled the thousands of people who were trying to charge into a pile of meat mud in a blink of an eye. This made the generals of the demon clan outside the city very angry and roared: "Does there not be cultivators in my demon clan? Bounce me and flatten the camp!"

For a time, countless demon sword cultivators who were stepping on flying swords, demon spiritual cultivators who were flying with magic weapons, and some demon martial artists who were roaring on the ground went out to kill the enemy.

On the lookout, Lin Zhao looked at the situation under the city and turned around and said, "Enable the city moat prohibition and attack and kill the demon cultivators!"

"Yes, sir!"

Accompanied by the actions of a group of Tianchi military and local monks, a golden barrier rose from around the city. Suddenly, the demon monks who rushed towards him were bleeding from the ban. Those with slightly lower cultivation level were directly wiped out, and they could not bear the backlash of the power of the ban on the city protection.

"Be careful, it's a barrier to moat!"

A monk from the demon clan yelled: "Don't force it. Just use magic weapons to attack the barrier. How big can the human earth master have? This barrier can't last long!"

As a result, a group of demon sword cultivators attacked the barriers with flying swords, and the entire outer defense was a clanging sound.

"Is this how?"

Lin Zhao frowned, waved his hand gently, and said, "Sword Formation!"

The next moment, a pagoda with strong sword energy rose in the city, a treasure weapon refined when Huang Ting met his still alive. The pagoda was fifty feet high and full of sword power. Soon after, sword lights flew out from the pagoda, attacking the demon cultivators outside the city, with an extremely fierce attack.

...

The two sides fought fiercely.
Chapter completed!