Above the East China Sea, the storm suddenly stopped.

The four saints vomited blood at the same time, and they all fell into a strange aura. The boat that could not rise from the East China Sea suddenly seemed to fall into the pond like a leaf, and was instantly swallowed by a wave.

This sudden change shocked everyone.

Only the empress in the Tang army breathed a long sigh of relief, a smile appeared on her face, and she swung the drumstick and hit it hard!

"Bang"

The war drums are melodious and inspiring.

"The Lord is invincible!"

The empress waved her arms, and 200,000 cavalry took a step forward, and the horse's hooves were bursting, dust was flying, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

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In the city of Emperor Wu, Mu Feiqing's five fingers were like swords, inserted into the throat of the Dragon and Tiger Holy Lord. Blood slowly flowed out along his fingers, and both of them were indescribable embarrassment.

Mu Feiqing was covered in blood, his nose was blue and swollen, and his body was covered in countless wounds, and his blood was like water. The Dragon and Tiger Lord was even more miserable. He broke his arm and his eyes were also blinded by Mu Feiqing. He was even more in the line of life and death, and he could be sent to the cycle of reincarnation at any time.

The Dragon and Tiger Holy Lord was inserted into his throat with a sword pointing and could not speak. Mu Feiqing breathed a deep breath of relief. He lifted the Dragon and Tiger Holy Lord with his other hand, and jumped hard to the top of the Wudi City.

At that moment, the heaven and earth were full of vitality.

Mu Feiqing sat at the top of the city panting, and the Dragon and Tiger Lord quickly wiped his throat, sealing the holes in Mu Feiqing's throat. Putting it in Mu Feiqing's throat without storm in his throat, sealing the wound without any effort.

On the East China Sea, several saints who were depressed finally broke their contract with the Dragon and Tiger Holy Lord at this moment. At that moment, they all recovered from their injuries and stepped onto the sea and stopped one foot outside the Wudi City. A saint reached out and took the Dragon and Tiger Holy Lord from the city wall.

The five saints bowed their hands far away outside the Wudi City.

Mu Feiqing waved his hand slightly and sat on the city wall, spreading his hair, and the scars on his body had begun to scab, and the blood had dried up.

"Thank you, my master, for showing mercy!" The five saints bowed.

It was indeed Mu Feiqing's subordinates who showed mercy, otherwise he would have sent the Dragon and Tiger Holy Lord to relieve the reincarnation just now. The other four saints and the Dragon and Tiger Holy Lord settled the contract, which was equivalent to living and dying together. If the Dragon and Tiger Holy Lord to relieve the reincarnation, they would not have any difference, and they would have to fall into the reincarnation.

Mu Feiqing raised his head slightly, and his eyes were slightly shiny among his scattered hair. Twelve saints showed their true bodies in the distance, some came from breaking through the clouds, some walked step by step on the lotus, and some came from the wind with their swords...

The third battle of the Holy Order is about to begin.

Six saints from the Holy Land of the Tang Dynasty withdrew from this battle.

Twelve saints from various countries descended on the Wudi City.

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In Weicheng, on the battlefield, Mu Zhicuo was leading a heavy cavalry in Iron Futu to rush to the military formation of the Southern Jin Dynasty. However, this rush was placed on the battlefield of hundreds of thousands of troops of these two countries, like a child venting his anger.

Suddenly, Li Qingque, who had been standing quietly for a long time, suddenly jumped off the city wall and fell rapidly in the air. After falling for a distance, he would stretch out his hand and gently press it on the hard stone wall. The falling momentum suddenly slowed down and the armor swayed.

At the same time, the city gate opened wide and a war horse rushed out. Li Qingque happened to land on the war horse, drew his sword and unsheathed it, and said loudly: "Feiqing Zun, fight against the five saints, win him, the best in the world, and undefeated!"

In Weicheng, more than ten breaths that belong to the highest level of the world exploded and turned into streams of light and swept out of the city.

Mu Zhicuo, who was rushing on the battlefield, was in great momentum and waved his sword and shouted: "The Tang Dynasty is invincible, all the soldiers obey orders and kill!"

The war drums sounded and the horns were melodious.

Hundreds of thousands of troops began to charge.

Mu Zhicuo always has a habit of leading troops, which is that the soldiers under his command are very fierce, and he is even more powerful than those soldiers. Although his martial arts cultivation is not very high, in terms of the momentum of the formation, even compared with the highest point in the world, he can still crush his body.

Although this is very dangerous, it is undeniable that the soldiers Mu Zhi led were completely in awe of the momentum. The marshals personally took the field, and the morale of the army was greatly improved. What's more, in this battle, even the King of Ling personally led a team of troops to echo the marshals.

The second battle of the Supreme Lord’s Holy Order, win!

The momentum of the Southern Jin army was sluggish to a limit, but the opposite was that the Tang army combined with the right time, place and people to reach an unparalleled height. This rush was like the Yellow River breaking its dam and turbulent waves.

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On the Wudi City, Mu Feiqing slowly stood up, stretched out his hand and a sword sound came.

Only then did someone notice

There was a sword inserted in the city of Wudi.

A rusty sword was inconspicuous at the top of Wudi City. Even if it was seen, it would subconsciously think it was a useless sword that someone had discarded during this decisive battle in the past.

It was not until this moment that the rusty sword fell into Mu Feiqing's hands that someone realized that it turned out to be a saint's sword, or a human sword with the world's number one sword!

There is a sea of ​​clouds churning in the distance, and a saint is about to arrive.

Mu Feiqing stood at the top of the city, carrying it behind him with one hand and holding the sword of the world in the other.

The rust spots on the sword on earth are clearly visible, but they do not feel dull at all. Instead, they can tell that they are indestructible at a glance, just like an old city wall that has been eroded by the wind and rain for millions of years. It seems dilapidated, but in fact it is still so powerful.

When the wind was coming, Mu Feiqing stood on the top of the city, so calm. Although his clothes were torn and his hair was messy, no one thought it was not a splendid style, and no one thought it was as beautiful as it was.

"I want to take action in the last battle."

Mu Feiqing whispered in a low voice, but people in a radius of hundreds of miles could hear it clearly, including those saints who had arrived.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Feiqing tilted his sword and slashed out.

Or throw it out, just throw it out like that.

The sharp edge of the sword pierced through many layers of air, trembling at high speed, and it was impossible to describe it quickly. In that moment, perhaps it was the friction of the air, the sword on earth no longer felt dead. The sword body rubbed against the slightly cold air in autumn and was shining, but it was not the warm red and hot light, but the cold light.

With a sword covering the sky, the people in the world were shocked. The endless majestic sword energy was flying everywhere in the sky. The sword rain splashed, hundreds of sword energy turned into divine talismans, appearing and looming in the void. The twelve saints stopped three hundred miles outside the Baidi City.

The void was shaken and the rules were awe-inspiring. Twelve saints and twelve cave heavens emerged. Each cave heaven was a world. Twelve small worlds gathered into a city wall, facing each other from the Wudi City.

That city wall blocked Mu Feiqing's sword on earth.

Mu Feiqingyun has maintained this sword for a month.

Fighting against the six saints, this sword,

No one dares to intercept it alone.

At this time, the two cities facing each other were all fusions of rules. The autumn wind blowing from under the cliffs broke into pieces when they arrived at the two cities, which was as itchy as the spring breeze. That itch was unbearable, not the joy of seeing the hunting, but the desire to see the great way.

All the practitioners who watched the battle fell into silence.
Chapter completed!