Wang Yi studied the longevity bottle.
Yu Guitian recovered from his injuries with the help of Yu Jing Ping.
Ahead, Wang Ye and others had already reached the border of the Southern Barbarian Dynasty.
"Central Plains people, stop!" shouted the border general of the Southern Barbarian Dynasty.
Wang Ye didn't talk nonsense at all and took the city gate first.
"Be brave, Central Plains people. My 800,000-strong army is here. If you dare to take a step forward, you will only die!"
The border general of the Nanman Dynasty shouted again.
They have already known about such a big movement in the Central Plains and have deployed 800,000 troops here!
No matter how powerful the Central Plains people are, they will never be a match for their 800,000-strong army!
The only person we need to be afraid of is the number one person in the world: the Master of the Chinese Pavilion!
"kill!"
Wang Ye shouted, leaped into the air, held the heavenly sword in his hand, and struck at the city gate with one strike.
That blade of light fell from the sky and struck the city gate with a bang under the gaze of everyone.
boom!
The city gate exploded.
This move not only destroyed the city gate and killed hundreds of people from the Southern Barbarian Dynasty, but also destroyed the momentum of the Southern Barbarian Dynasty's army.
"Kill!" Pang Long and Pang Guang followed closely, killing the Nanman Dynasty army.
Tens of thousands of martial arts masters from the Central Plains entered the city at the same time.
The arrows kept coming.
A first-class master can dodge dozens of arrows, and an innate master has Gang Qi to protect his body, so nothing will happen to him.
As for the strong master, he ignores the arrows.
When you reach the level of a master, your strength changes qualitatively.
The Nanman Dynasty had an army of 800,000, but its elite soldiers were only 200,000, and the rest were recruited temporarily.
At first, they relied on their numerical advantage and their momentum to kill the Central Plains martial arts masters and the Central Plains army.
Now, seeing how terrifying the masters from the Central Plains were, they were immediately frightened and stunned!
The newly recruited soldiers of the Nanman Dynasty were frightened and looked around, even like headless flies, at a loss.
This move immediately disrupted the deployment of the Nanman Dynasty's army.
There were 100,000 people on the city wall, and it was chaos.
There were 300,000 people under the city, and they were so crowded that they could not maintain their formation at the front or rear.
There are more than 100,000 reinforcements in Naxi, and they are restless.
Just in an instant, the situation reversed.
This is the difference between new recruits and veterans.
New recruits are afraid of blood, fear of death, and fear of killing.
The general Shi Hun of the Southern Barbarian Dynasty had a ferocious look on his face. He did not expect that the master from the Central Plains broke the city gate with just one blow, and even flew into the sky to attack his army from top to bottom.
There are not many such powerful people in their Southern Barbarian dynasty.
This move scared the recruits out of their courage.
"Quickly go ask the elders of the Saman Sect!"
"Yes, General!"
Shi Hun's personal guards immediately went to the Saman Cult in the city to ask for help from experts.
Wang Ye would not give the enemy a chance.
"Suffer death!"
Wang Ye pounced on the commander of the Nanman Dynasty army.
Capture the enemy first and capture the king first!
This is the art of war given to him by the ancestor religion!
Shi Hun was also a strong master. When he saw Wang Ye being so arrogant, he was furious: "Boy, how dare you come here alone and seek death? One strike from Hun Tian and you will die!"
Shi Hun used his peerless magical power, his true energy exploded, and a puff of smoke rose.
Invisible strength swept through everything, killing Wang Ye.
Wang Ye activated the golden bell, held the heavenly sword in his hand, and roared from above: "Strike Huashan with all your strength!"
Wang Ye is an intermediate-level master. With the blessing of the Heavenly Sword, he can slash out the sword energy ten meters west.
This sword was as powerful as breaking a bamboo and defeated Shi Hun's "Huntian Strike", striking in front of Shi Hun's body.
Shi Hun condensed his true energy with both hands and clamped the ten-meter sword energy in the center of his palms.
It seems simple, but Shi Hun tried his best.
His feet were stuck into the stone, sweat was dripping on his forehead, and blue veins were bulging out, which was extremely obvious.
Wang Ye saw it clearly and shouted, "Death!"
The sky knife suddenly slid down!
The sword energy, which was ten meters to the west, cut across Shi Hun.
laugh!
The sword energy slid from Shi Hun's left shoulder to his right waist!
Blood dripped from the right waist.
"What a powerful knife!" Shi Hun said and fell to the ground, ugh!
This scene was reflected in the eyes of hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Southern Barbarian Dynasty.
They were afraid.
"The general is dead, the general has been killed, run away!"
The person arranged by the old scholar Lin Sheng shouted.
This shout made the Nanman Dynasty army even more frightened.
Although they are brave and good at fighting, they still have the courage to fight if their commander dies.
escape!
Flee to the west.
The old scholar Lin Sheng holds the Heavenly Sword, the Heavenly Sword: "Kill!"
"kill!"
A hundred thousand troops entered the city.
The martial arts masters even killed the soldiers of the Southern Barbarian Dynasty wantonly.
The soldiers of the Southern Barbarian Dynasty were individually stronger than the soldiers of the Central Plains, but their minds were not flexible enough and they could not arrange military formations at all, and could not cause harm to the innate masters.
On a tower in the city, Wang Yi watched the battle in the city.
"The old scholar has some skills. He can train the new soldiers to this level. In the future, he might really become the Lord of China!"
Wang Yi is already indifferent to power.
What he wants is for the world to settle down.
The emperor's hegemony is too much to be overcome by the drunkenness of life!
What he pursues is martial arts, the pinnacle of martial arts.
Wang Yi headed south, which was the capital of the Southern Barbarian Dynasty.
Yu Guitian looked to the south and said: "The Saman Cult has a treasure, the Picture of the Witch God!"
"Witch God Picture, what is this?" Wang Yi had never heard of it.
"The Witch God Picture is a martial arts treasure. It is rumored that there are gods in this world, and this Witch God Picture is a kind of unparalleled witchcraft left by the legendary Witch God in China. It is also a kind of martial arts. It has the magical effect of regenerating severed limbs. , this witchcraft is no worse than the sixth magical skill in ancient times!”
The top five magical powers of ancient times are very powerful and exist in legends.
The Taixu Eight Phases practiced by Wang Yi is only the ninth magical skill in ancient times. However, the original magic skill in his hand is truly powerful. It is a powerful attacking magic skill.
It’s just too difficult to get started.
As for Dacheng, that is simply impossible.
When it is completed, it will definitely shatter the void and ascend to the upper realm.
Wang Yi has been studying the original magic power during this period and has some clues.
As for this witch god picture!
"Not interested in!"
Yu Guitian was stunned, not even interested in the witch god picture which was comparable to the sixth magical skill in ancient times.
He wanted to ask Wang Yi: Is it possible that you have practiced the five ancient divine arts?
"Pavilion Master, this is a peerless skill comparable to the sixth magical skill in ancient times!"
"The master of this pavilion majors in the Golden Bell Cover, the Witch God Picture, no need!" Wang Yi told the truth, he did major in the Golden Bell Cover.
Yu Guitian is going crazy.
Can a magical skill like the Golden Bell Cover be compared to the skill of Shattering the Void!
One can cultivate to the point of becoming a master, and the other can break the void. Just think about it and you will know which one is more precious.
Yu Guitian had nothing to say, "Pavilion Master, if you don't want it, then I will."
"what ever!"
Wang Yi knows very well that the key to martial arts is fineness.
He mainly uses the golden bell, supplemented by Shaoyang Zhenjing, Taixu Eight Phases and Xiaoyaoyou.
As for the ultimate magic power, it is also an auxiliary golden bell.
He had a feeling that once the golden bell was pushed to a higher level, there would be unexpected changes.
"The fifteen-layer golden bell is coming soon."
Yu Guitian didn't know what Wang Yi was thinking. His mind was now filled with pictures of the witch god.
Once he practices the Witch God Diagram, he might be able to pull carrots with his beloved in the future!
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