During the melee, although the number of masters in Yan State exceeded that of Hongyulou, the overall situation quickly fell into a disadvantage because the average strength of both sides was that of Hongyulou.

The warrior in black with a cold face resisted the enemy's attack with his armor. The soldiers in his hand slashed the enemy's body for several times without hesitation, forcibly cutting through the opponent's body-protecting true qi cover and slashed the bone-deep scars on his body, staining the earth with blood.

The significant gap in cultivation made those enemies in the Qihai Realm and the early stage of the Yuan Realm, facing all the black-clothed warriors whose cultivation was in the late stage of the Yuan Realm, were crushed and slaughtered in one-sided state. Before the official battle, the number of masters in Yan State was about 200, but after just one minute, only more than 170 were left.

There are not many black-clothed warriors in Hongyulou! Even when facing some Yan masters who have escaped from the mortal realm, the two of them joined forces to take care of each other in the form of four to form a small battle formation, and they can also effectively fight against those masters who have escaped from the mortal realm with extremely synchronous tacit cooperation between them.

The more than a hundred black-clothed warriors clearly had different faces, but because of the same costumes, same cultivation, same tricks, and even the expression and temperament on their faces were exactly the same. They looked like the same person, which made the masters of Yan Country surprised the strength of the black-clothed warriors, and could not help but be shocked by the strangeness here.

"I really didn't expect that the strength of the Hongyu Tower was so powerful. It would be a good idea if we continued like this!" The scholar in a robe was also fighting with the warrior in black. Perhaps he noticed that his cultivation was the highest level among the people present. The warriors in black sent four people to siege him, and cooperated with the continuous attacks with almost no blind spots, which made the scholar feel obvious pressure.

Looking at the increasingly difficult situation of his companions around him, the scribe frowned deeply, threw out four Taoist talismans, inspiring the magic that had long been portrayed in the talismans, summoning four roaring flame dragons and each blasted at a black-clothed warrior who besieged him.

Under the strong explosion of flames, the ground ten feet radius was shoveled away, with a layer of ground one foot deep. Four black-clothed warriors were blown away by one stroke, and the armor on their bodies were all blown into densely broken places. A trace of blood was also overflowing from their mouths, and a lot of flesh and blood on their bodies were burned out of scorch.

However, after suffering such injuries, none of the four black-clothed warriors screamed, and even their eyes had not changed at all, and they were still locking on the scholar with cold murderous eyes.

This made the scribes take a breath.

"Such cruel will is not like a living person. What the hell are you?"

The warriors in black were silent and cleverly grabbed a Taoist talisman from the Sumeru bag on their waist, slapped it hard on their chest. The broken talisman radiated a layer of white light, which automatically penetrated into the injured part like nectar. After only two breaths, the bleeding of the wound was stopped, and the flesh and blood on the wound began to scar at a speed visible to the naked eye, giving birth to new intact flesh and blood!

The broken armor was filled with a large amount of true energy in just two breaths and repaired it intact. Then the black-clothed warriors took a step forward and were about to siege again.

At this moment, a voice came from the sky: "Wait, this person is a second-level ninth-level practitioner, leave it to me."

A figure fell from mid-air, jumping to the scholar without any movement like a feather, but not even the soil at his feet was raised, obviously having a very superb body level.

The person who came was Li Kun, the leader of Hongyulou. He smiled faintly and waved his hand: "You go and take down the others."

"Here." The four black-clad warriors responded, and then gave up on besieging the scribes without hesitation, and turned to other masters from Yan State on the battlefield.

"Oh?" The scribe narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "Young Master can actually do your job by yourself, and you are so frightened."

"There is no way. After watching it for a while, I couldn't help but feel itchy. The rare master gave me a new life. Since my cultivation reached my current level, I have not tried the experience of taking full advantage. It's a pity."

Li Kun pinched his fists, and star orifices on his body lit up, and the heavy true energy gushed out, condensed into a very inconspicuous thin battle suit that looked similar to ordinary martial arts uniforms.

"Of course this is only a small part of the reason. What's more important is that your strength is not low. Although it's not impossible to take it down by ordinary guards, it will most likely cause unnecessary damage, so I have to take action in person."

"This is really a politeness." The scribe smiled and shrugged: "Speaking of this, the guard? Are they really normal humans? Why do these people feel like emotional machines, and they can't even sense a trace of fear or hesitation. Even the most loyal dead soldiers can't do this? Is this also your Hongyulou method? Why do you look like evil magic like human puppets?"

"You don't need to know this." Li Kun twisted his neck, then grabbed his right arm and condensed a seemingly ordinary sword, only three feet long, pointing at the scholar from afar.

Then, Li Kun moved without warning, and his body disappeared in the blink of an eye, flashing on the side of the scholar without any dust. The three-foot sword in his hand had already slashed to a position only two inches away from the scholar's neck!

The whole process was without a trace of warning, and it was as natural and freehand as eating and drinking water, and there was not even much murderous aura.

"Beautiful, return to nature! It is the realm of innate Great Perfection, and it is not far from the position of the heavenly level."

The scribe seemed a little surprised, but not panic, and even had some free time to comment. Although he could not expect Li Kun's sudden attack, he was cautious and prepared to protect himself in advance.

A golden lotus-shaped shield suddenly turned from virtual to solid, blocking Li Kun's sword front. At the same time, a pattern of formation lighted up on the left and right sides of Li Kun's body and the ground behind. The ground surging down. The dark gray thorns formed by three earth and stones rose up from the ground, and fiercely stabbed Li Kun's chest and waist.

Faced with this trap, Li Kun's face was not panicked. Several star orifices in his body lit up suddenly, and three true qi rushed out of the acupoints and turned into three Qi swords and hit the tip of the prick, and then shattered, easily removing this trap.

The sword in his hand continued to slash on the lotus shield without any stop. Sla said as if he had used a blunt knife to cut the cow leather. Although the slash was obviously slowed down, he still cut the lotus shield open.

Unfortunately, before that, the scribe had already retreated rapidly and used the little space gained by the Lotus Shield to escape the scope of the slash.

"It was really suddenly, I was almost killed instantly." The scholar exhaled, pinched the seal with one hand, and shot out flames. Spell attacks like earth guns tried to slow down Li Kun's pursuit. He swung the other hand and threw a yellow bead on the ground in front of him. Then, circles of yellow incense light spread out and seeped into the earth. Then, the land under the scholar's feet suddenly rose, swallowing the beads with a burst of crackling sounds of earth and rock collisions.

Li Kun swung his sword and cut through spells in succession. He was about to catch up with the literati, but his face suddenly changed slightly. He suddenly stopped chasing and retreated quickly, and jumped out three feet away with a big step.

The next second, the ground that Li Kun had stepped on before suddenly exploded, and a huge black and gray hand suddenly drilled through the surface and rose from the ground. Five fingers as thick as beams and pillars suddenly closed, almost holding Li Kun in his hand. The bursting sound of slight bursting came from the fingers of the giant hand. It was the sound of some of the earth, rocks and air being shattered by their strong grip.

Then, the giant hand retracted and turned to the ground. The earth cracked. A black and gray rock giant, four feet tall, climbed up from the ground. The stone muscles made of rocks were covered with mysterious spiritual patterns, with a deep and heavy aura. Its body was half bent like a mountain ape, and its body was covered with dark color and a little reflective metal texture, which looked like an armor made of iron and stone.

The scholar jumped up and stood at a hill-like position with a rock giant's back bulging, hiding himself in the protection of these rocks, and leaning slightly down at Li Kun.

"Just now is a magic cultivator. It's too dangerous to fight directly with warriors of the same level. Don't mind Xiaosheng summoning a helper, right? This is the Iron Iron, a master magic weapon for Xiaosheng."

"Aoaoao--!" Yan Tielis opened his mouth and actually let out a roar like a creature.

"The object has a spirit, a third-level magic weapon...?!" Li Kun looked surprised, then shook his head: "No, it's just a tangible imitation. Although you seem to have specially sealed a second-level beast soul with earth attributes to increase the spirituality of this magic weapon, it is not in line with it. This is still very different from the real third-level realm."

"You are right, but you can compete with the powerful people above the seventh level of the innate level. I wonder what extent can you achieve compared with the warriors of the great perfection of the innate world?"

The scribe smiled, and then murderous intent popped up in his eyes: "Iron Tielis, kill him."

"Ao!"

The mountain-shaped rock iron-lifted roar and stepped on the ground. Although he was huge, he was not bloated at all. He approached Li Kun in two steps and smashed his hand hard like a hammer.

As the earth moved and the mountains swayed, countless earth and rocks splashed, and the earth within a radius of ten feet burst, sinking into a circular pit that was more than two meters deep.

Although the speed of the Rock Tielis was amazingly fast, it was still within the reaction range for Li Kun. He successfully avoided the heavy blow and jumped onto the Rock Tielis' giant arm, running up quickly at a vertical angle in violation of gravity.

But after running two steps, a shadow covered Li Kun's head. He immediately turned and jumped out. The next moment he saw another giant hand slapped him hard at the position he was originally in. The collision of power during the strike even caused a shock wave, which made Li Kun's clothes rush.

"cut!"

While the man was still in mid-air, Li Kun adjusted his center of gravity and waved a sword backhand at Yan Tiellishi's waist and ribs. A dazzling sword energy that was six feet wide suddenly slashed out from the three-foot-long sword.

At this moment, Yan Tiellishi suddenly stretched his arm, causing the sword energy to deviate from its original target, slashed at Yan Tiellishi's elbows, and cut off the half-foot-thick rock arm with a sharp sound.

Li Kun was about to take advantage of the situation to swing his sword again and completely cut him off, but he found that the scholar on the back of the Rock Tiellis was now holding a seal in his hand and pointed at him from afar. The vitality in the void stirred and condensed into a series of fiery flame dragons, roared and rushed to his side, and then exploded directly.

In the bursting burning waves, Li Kun flew backwards, turned over and fell back to the ground and stepped on several deep footprints before stopping the retreating rush. There was no injury on his body. The battle suit condensed by the true energy on his body shook, and all the contaminated flames were dispersed.

He looked up and found that the broken arms of the Rock Tiellis had recovered from the past one or two breaths. A pity appeared in his eyes.

"Tsk, is it a coincidence?"

The scribe secretly smacked his lips and drove the Yan Tiellishi to continue to attack. In cooperation with his magic, he barely suppressed Li Kun for a moment.

However, after a few rounds, the scribe's brows frowned.

"It seems that it's not a coincidence. Xiaosheng was really surprised. Even if this place has been moving, you can accurately find the location of the key 'Magic Core' in Yan Tielis' body every time, and attack the 'Magic Core'? How did you do it?"

Yes, this Rock Tiellis has amazing recovery. Even if the body is completely cut in half, it can still be repaired quickly. It seems like it cannot be killed, but it is actually a key point. It is the bead used by the scribes to condense their body and penetrate into the ground. It is the "core" of this magic weapon of Rock Tiellis. As long as it is destroyed, Rock Tiellis will be destroyed immediately.

On the contrary, even if the damage is severe, this thing can be constantly repaired.

Of course Li Kun would not say that he actually possessed his intelligence brain to help him scan it. He just attacked according to the location prompted by the intelligence brain.

The scribe uses the Rock Tiellis as the shield and constantly uses spells to attack, while Li Kun constantly attacks the key points of the Rock Tiellis under the prompts of the Intellectual Brain. Although he is not injured, Li Kun has not been able to achieve success in a short period of time because of the mutual cover and cooperation between the scribes and Rock Tiellis.

The two sides just stalemate to each other until two minutes later.

When the leaders on both sides were in a stalemate, the black-clothed warriors on the Hongyulou had completely suppressed the masters of Yan State in all respects. Although there was not only the top master of the literati in the Yan State, in addition to Li Kun, there were also more than a dozen black-clothed elites with cultivation level 2 and 8 levels. They later joined the battlefield and became the straw that cut off the formation of the masters of Yan State.

Soon, the scribe noticed that, except for himself, most of the others were almost dead and alive, and they seemed to be close to their destruction.

Five or six black-clothed elite guards with level 2 and 8 have already pulled out and surrounded him and Li Kun, as if they would intervene to help Li Kun siege him at any time.

"You are done, and you have no hope of winning anyway, so why not surrender?" Li Kun cut off the Iron Li Shi in half with another sword, then suddenly pulled away and asked calmly.

"It's too early to say that now." The scribe glanced around and saw that nearly one-third of the people on his side had been killed or taken down. The rest of the people had all had their cultivation level at level 2 or above, but they were all completely under the slump.

If this continues, let alone defeat, the difference is just being killed or captured on the spot. It can be said that it is really a defeat.

The scribe couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "I originally wanted to wait and see, but now it seems that our little soldier is still not good, and he still has to work hard to take the initiative!"

At the same time, in the woods next to the battlefield, a sword intent that made the people present burst out suddenly, sweeping across all the warriors in Hongyu Tower.

"Spike..." The black iron eagle and other strange birds above the convoy made a sharp and sharp cry, and the voice was filled with tension. They flapped their wings and unconsciously moved away from the direction of the woods. They obviously felt the great danger there.

"snort."

A cold snorted from the woods, and just one syllable caused the energy of the heaven and earth, which was a thousand meters in radius, to hit the hearts of all members of the Hongyu Tower like a big bell, forcing the offensive in their hands to stop for a moment.

Taking this opportunity, all the masters who could move in Yan State, including scholars, got rid of the offensive of the Hongyulou Guards and retreated to the woods. The masters of Hongyulou who had woken up did not pursue them, because there was an existence that could not be ignored in front of them.

A middle-aged swordsman in white clothes, with one arm and one air sleeve swaying, his eyes were filled with solid sword intent that seemed to be about to kill the soul and split the soul. The middle-aged swordsman, who was shivering, walked slowly out of the woods with a shock. Although his steps were not fast, he was as magical as if he was shrinking the ground in one step. In a few steps, he passed the masters of Yan State and walked to the literati.

The middle-aged swordsman glanced at the Hongyulou guards in front of him, then looked at the sky and the beast wheel convoy not far away, frowned slightly.

"Why, I know there will be masters to intercept you, but you are the only guards? Is the owner of Hongyu not here?"

Although the tone of words is calm, each word is filled with heavy pressure. Although the guards of Hongyulou are all tenacious in their will because of the digitization of their souls, they are still suppressed so that they are a little bit hard to breathe and heartbeat, and they have nothing to do with will. This is a reaction produced by the body's instinct.

This is the pressure of a master of the heavenly level!

"Huh... Yan's Heavenly Level Master - that 'Cold Sword' Bi Qing?" Li Kun took a deep breath, suppressed the crisis alarm that was beating in his heart, and smiled bitterly: "Although there was an expectation, did he encounter the Heavenly Level Master this time? "

"Junior, I'm asking you, isn't the owner of Hongyu?" Bi Qing's eyes fell on Li Kun like a real sharp light, making him shudder, and he had the illusion that he seemed to be about to be penetrated.

Li Kun's face was normal, as if he was not facing a heavenly rank who could take his life at any time, but an ordinary person. He replied calmly: "I have a lot of troubles on my own, but I will not do such a small matter myself."

"Is that so? What a pity. I still want to settle the score with him." Bi Qing said lowly, then raised his palm and biting cold air swept out.

At some point in the air, crystal clear frosty snowflakes began to float, and the grass on the ground was covered with a plain white color. With a tiny crackling sound, the leaves froze and cracked into white powder inch by inch.

"Since that's the case, there's no need for you to live."

Li Kun suddenly looked up and saw a huge frost, mist and snow clouds above his head that were thousands of meters wide at some point, as well as countless snow-white ice swords that were stretched out from the clouds and mists, and the corners of his mouth twitched gently.

"Alas, although I feel it is a bad thing, my Lord's orders must be followed."

With such a whisper, Li Kun took out a metal ball that was the size of a fist from the Sumeru bag on his waist, painted into a half red and half white, and threw it at Bi Qing with a sudden hand.

While throwing the ball, he also shouted with a twitching face: "Go, I will decide it's you, the dirty turtle ball!"

Bi Qing was stunned and instinctively cut out a sword energy to smash the strange metal ball. Then a black oval-shaped object the size of a palm fell out of the broken ball and fell to the ground.

"Kangga!"

A roar with dissatisfaction sounded, and the black oval object rolled, then stretched out four short legs, tail and a small head from the side. He stretched his neck and turned around and glared at Li Kun. His round orange-red eyes showed anger in humanity.

Li Kun coughed slightly with a embarrassed expression: "Cough cough, Lord Heixuan, this is my Lord's order. If you have any opinions, please find him. Now, please take action to repel the enemy over there."

"...Is this a turtle?" The masters of Yan State looked at the little thing thrown out by Li Kun, and their faces were confused.

PS: Suddenly I found that this time it was almost 6,000 words! Tsk tsk, the more than 1,000 words that were added after the modification were free. Please forgive me for the behavior of always correcting the word count recently..._(:з」∠)_(To be continued)
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