Clouds and rain rolled around, covering the dome and sky.

Yan Keqing's aura was released, carrying Ni Wen and Jiang Linglong, and swept across the sky.

Her speed was naturally not as fast as Xuanyuan Taihua, but it was not slow either. She quickly rushed outside Chang'an City.

Yan Keqing was sad and happy in his heart. What was sad was that Li Zhengyang fought against Tianzun and suffered heavy damage. His cultivation level was no longer difficult to improve and enter into transcendence, and his cultivation level would even decline.

What’s good is that Li Zhengyang is not dead, and the huge crisis that enveloped the Mai Sect is resolved.

However, Yan Keqing did not return to the Mai Sect, but instead took Ni Wen and Jiang Linglong to Chang'an.

Because they all want to know what the battle situation in Chang'an is.

In addition, it was also because Xuanyuan Taihua took Fang Lang to Chang'an, that Chang'an might become the end of the final decisive battle.

They all want to know the ending.

Yan Keqing himself also wants to know.

The world and everything is silent.

Looking at King Jiang Wu's sword, he was so arrogant that he slashed the army of Asuka Mountain and destroyed tens of thousands of people.

The three who broke through the detachment were all hurt!

For a moment, I was silent.

King Jiang Wu stood in front of Chang'an Gate and was shocked by the heaven and earth as he guarded the national gate.

Yan Keqing's eyes were filled with respect.

Yan Keqing has never had any good feelings for this King Jiang Wu. After all, if King Jiang Wu had not insisted on invading, the depths of the demon world would not have been surrounded by demons, and Xuanyuan Taihua would have been lost in the demon world.

There will be no sign of chaos in the Tang Dynasty today.

However, now it seems that all of this may be the calculations of the Holy Emperor, Xuanyuan Taihua and others, and King Jiang Wu is just an actor.

Now, King Jiang Wu has set himself in Chang'an, and this move is admirable!

On the other side.

Jiang Linglong had already collapsed in the void, looking at the corpse of King Wu who was so powerful that he was still suppressing the city gate. Tears silently slid from the corners of her eyes.

As King Wu crushed the blood of the true demon, Jiang Linglong's aura surged again, and the strength increased due to the bloodline power increased a lot!

This allowed Jiang Linglong to directly cross the eighth level!

However, Jiang Linglong didn't care about these things at all.

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In war, some people die, and some people live.

Life and death, both appear pale and meaningless in war.

Life is as small as grass in war.

King Wu defended Chang'an with his death, which was shocking. Some people died, as heavy as mountains, and some people died, as light as feathers.

Assulu Mountain fell to the ground, looked up at the sky, and was in a daze.

He never thought that the three transcendent powerful men were almost replaced by Jiang Wushen.

Three fights and one fight is counterattacked, which is ridiculous.

As the flesh and blood squirmed, Asurashan's body recovered, but his face turned slightly pale.

He got up from the ground.

His eyes locked on the body of King Wu in the distance, and his tense emotions slightly relaxed.

In fact, when he learned that Jiang Wushen relied on the blood of the Demon Emperor to enter the transcendence, Asulu Mountain knew that Jiang Wushen would undoubtedly die.

Transcendence is not so easy to step into, Jiang Wushen chose to pay the price of his life.

However, what really shocked Asura Mountain was that Jiang Wushen would have lived in the Wu Palace for ten years for this moment!

For King Wu, these ten years, it is like living in hell every moment!

After all, the power of the Demon Emperor's Blood is very terrifying. In the past ten years, King Wu wants to suppress the Demon Emperor's Blood without revealing his strength. The damage he will bear is almost the same as cutting into pieces.

What a Jiang Wushen.

On the other side, the owner of Sifanglou and Master Yunxiao had never died. They stood up shakingly, with their eyes still floating in their eyes and still feeling scared.

Their bodies were split and re-bonded with transcendent power.

However, at least 10% of his strength was cut off.

Dan Zun, who was fighting fiercely with Geshu Taihang and Song Xianzhi, was shocked.

Jiang Wushen... is so terrifying!

Almost changed to three!

He is worthy of being the God of the Tang Dynasty!

"Kill him! Kill him... he must leave his corpse unlimited!"

Master Yunxiao and the owner of Sifanglou had a shadow on Jiang Wushen and screamed and roared.

The two transcendent powerful men burst out quickly as soon as they recovered from their bodies.

On the battlefield, two scattered smoke and dust were pulled out.

He rushed towards Jiang Wushen's burly body with glaring eyes.

On the city tower of Chang'an City.

Princess Pei walked down barefoot, her fair soles were cut into blood and blood by the sharp gravel on the battlefield.

However, she ran to Jiang Wushen, like a fierce cat, staring at her eyes angrily, her hands spread open, and she was already in tears.

She does not allow anyone to bully the hero in her heart!

Pei Liao fell down and pulled out the long sword from the cortical scabbard with expressionless face.

The tip of the knife pointed at the two detached people who were sweeping from behind.

The mind has never wavered, and there is no fear in the heart.

Although, in front of the two transcendents, he should be as small and weak as an ant.

But he was not afraid.

However, the bodies of the man from Yunxiao and the owner of the Sifanglou who were swooping out suddenly stopped, from extreme speed to stillness, as if in an instant.

There is silence between heaven and earth.

Because I don't know when.

There were two figures blocking them in front of them galloping forward.

A figure is graceful, and a figure is thin.

Xuanyuan Taihua!

The eyes of the master Yunxiao and the owner of Sifanglou could not help but shrink.

How could they not recognize this most monstrous pearl of the Tang Dynasty and the most splendid sword immortal in two hundred years?

Xuanyuan Taihua, Fang Lang, and the master and apprentice stopped them.

In the distance, Assu Mountain looks complicated.

But he saw Xuanyuan Taihua and Fang Lang slowly turned around.

Four swords were floating behind Fang Lang, which were the four swords of life and death. Each sword released its powerful sword intent.

Fang Lang's face was indifferent, and he glanced at the man from Yunxiao and the owner of Sifanglou who had his body stiffened.

He slowly threw out the head he was holding in his hand.

Dong.

The head fell to the ground and rolled for a week.

Master Yunxiao and the owner of Sifanglou were both detached and their eyes were crunched.

Xuanyuan Taihua glanced at his disciples in a slight way.

Pretending to behave…is that’s how you pretend?

Xuanyuan Taihua learned it.

He also imitated Fang Lang's appearance and threw the Martial Saint's head out and smashed it to the ground. He rolled it far away. The distance he rolled out was exactly beyond the head of the Heavenly Saint who was thrown out by Fang Lang.

"The Martial Saint... and the Heavenly Master..."

These are the two transcendent heads!

And at this moment, it was thrown out like throwing garbage...
To be continued...