Song Zining struggled to stand up with his gun, and suddenly shouted: "Holy Mountain! Attack the Holy Mountain!" He then tried his best to throw the silver gun.
The silver spear suddenly emitted light, accelerated on its own, and fell towards the holy mountain like a flying fireball.
Luo Bingfeng's face changed drastically and he shouted angrily: "How dare you!!"
He flew up, chased after the silver gun in an instant, and slashed at the silver gun with his sword. The silver gun suddenly exploded in the air, and a huge fireball swept Luo Bingfeng into it. Then the fireball burst out and turned into thousands of streams of fire, falling down.
Toward the Holy Mountain.
Luo Bingfeng appeared again. Many of the corners of his clothes and robes were burnt, and he looked quite embarrassed. But instead of chasing Song Zining, he first looked at the countless falling fires and saw that there were no powerful traps hidden inside, so he relaxed.
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However, at this moment, a shrill horn sound pierced the sky.
Luo Bingfeng's expression changed. He turned around and saw a silver exquisite horn in Song Zining's hand, which he was blowing vigorously.
The sound of the trumpet was heard for hundreds of miles in an instant. The imperial formation changed upon hearing the sound, and Song Zining's flagship raised the battle flag, leading the charge towards the Holy Mountain.
This battle flag has a different meaning. It is a command for the whole army to follow the commander in the attack.
The coach is not afraid of life and death, how can the rest be willing to lag behind?
Everyone in the imperial regiment was so excited that they risked their lives to fight towards the holy mountain.
In the sky, all imperial warships were dispatched, firing like rain, clearing roads leading to the Holy Mountain for ground troops.
Song Zining was standing at the foot of the Holy Mountain. He took out a folding fan from nowhere, stretched it with all his strength, and used the fan as a turning to climb to the top of the Holy Mountain.
The imperial soldiers saw from a distance that their blood was boiling, and the attack was a little faster.
However, although the soldiers risked their lives, the sight of the strong men was another story. They surrounded Luo Bingfeng from a distance, but no one stepped forward to take action.
Li Kuanglan looked at the crowd, sneered, stretched out his hand to Ji Tianqing, and said, "Bring it here!"
Ji Tianqing was startled, "What do you want?"
Li Kuanglan said impatiently: "You have a lot of medicine on you, don't think I don't know. Get some resuscitation medicine, hurry up! Stop searching for me."
Ji Tianqing was shocked: "You're crazy! That's Luo Bingfeng, this medicine can't save you!"
Li Kuanglan moved like lightning, reached into Ji Tianqing's arms, grabbed a tube of medicine, and without looking at it, stabbed the side of his neck and poured all the medicine into it.
Many powerful men were stunned for a moment, and those who knew a little bit about Ji Tianqing's identity were even more wide-eyed. Li Kuanglan reached into his arms to get the medicine, but it was extremely thin and frivolous. No matter how powerful Ji Tianqing was in martial arts, he would probably be touched easily.
All over. But Ji Tianqing didn't look very angry, so there was a lot of room for imagination. Could it be that the two forces that had always been at odds with each other were going to reconcile?
Li Kuanglan stretched out his finger and flicked the Hanyue Cage gauze, sparking an icy blue sword light, and said: "I know you are hiding something secret. Hum, with this injection, my master's chance of saving his life will be increased by at least 10%. Anyway, it is you, Ji, who spent the money."
The family’s money is not wasted if it is not used.”
Ji Tianqing shouted: "That's only 10%! You will die!"
"It's a good time to die. I will reward you with my share."
Without waiting for Ji Tianqing's answer, Li Kuanglan rose into the sky, trying to look for fighter planes to attack Luo Bingfeng from top to bottom.
Ji Tianqing did not follow Li Kuanglan immediately. Instead, she glanced at the powerful people in the imperial palace and the aristocratic families, and clicked on more than a dozen people in a row, saying coldly: "You can take care of yourself!"
She suddenly flashed and appeared in front of an old man from the aristocratic family. A cold light flashed in her hand, and a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing was pressed against the old man's throat. Ji Tianqing stared into the old man's eyes and said word by word: "You
Do you think you can live an extra hour or three if you are greedy for life and afraid of death?"
Before the old man could answer, Ji Tianqing pressed her wrist, and the dagger completely cut open the old man's throat. The old man's eyes were full of fear, he covered his throat with his hands, and made a squealing sound in his mouth, unable to speak at all. He was so powerful at this level.
For the patient, sealing the throat is not considered a fatal injury, but now the protective force will collapse as soon as it reaches the chest, making it impossible to seal the wound at all, and cannot even stop the bleeding.
He stretched out his hand to grab Ji Tianqing, but all the strength in his body drained out like water, and he was drained away in the blink of an eye.
Ji Tianqing's figure flashed again and disappeared from the spot, hiding somewhere unknown. She was obviously looking for a fighting opportunity, but she didn't know whether it was for Luo Bingfeng or a group of powerful men from the empire.
But now that she has spoken, all the powerful men she has pointed out understand that if they don't fight hard, the end of this battle will be bad. Although Ji Tianqing said it was impossible to deal with all of them at the same time, she could still pick a few to kill.
As for who to pick to kill, it goes without saying. The old man whose throat was cut with a knife was the one who held Elder Li back many times.
At this point, all the powerful men knew that there was no way to retreat, and they all attacked Luo Bingfeng.
There were fires everywhere on the holy mountain. Luo Bingfeng was like a god and demon. He kept shooting out sword lights like rain waterfalls. He fired at the aerial warships from a distance and blasted several imperial warships into flames. The imperial warships refused to retreat and were bombarded.
If it was broken, he turned around and continued to blast with the naval gun on the other side. At this time, there was a sudden explosion in the air, and a battleship finally couldn't support it. The power cabin continued to spurt out fire and hit the ground diagonally.
Crew members kept jumping out of the battleship, and only a few were able to float in the air. Most of the crew members ended up screaming and falling to the ground.
The battleship crashed. Luo Bingfeng was not happy, but became nervous. He suddenly rushed towards the burning battleship, exhaled loudly, and suddenly shot out countless sword lights nearly a hundred meters long from his palms, instantly cutting the battleship into hundreds of small pieces.
, then with a flick of his sleeves, he sent the wreckage a thousand meters away, avoiding the main body of the holy mountain and only scattered at the foot of the mountain.
The commanders of the imperial warships were all well-trained and had received instructions from Song Zining in advance. How could they not understand that Luo Bingfeng did not want the Holy Mountain to be harmed? So they ordered the warships to no longer stare at Luo Bingfeng, but to face the Holy Mountain crazily.
The shells were bombarded and even deliberately shot everywhere, making it more difficult for Luo Bingfeng to intercept.
As powerful men from the empire joined the battle one after another, Luo Bingfeng's situation became obviously precarious. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that in fact, most of Luo Bingfeng's energy and strength was spent on intercepting battleship gunfire, otherwise the battle situation would never be like this.
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If Luo Bingfeng stared at a battleship, even the empire's new battleships would not be able to withstand it. At the beginning of the war, he knocked down a battleship with one blow. As long as he keeps up this offensive, it will not take half a day to destroy them all.
This is a powerful squadron of the Empire.
But Luo Bingfeng would rather give up the fighter plane than let the Holy Mountain itself suffer more damage, even if he knew it was a dead end.
All the generals in the empire didn't understand why Luo Bingfeng, a genius of his generation, suddenly became stupid. But no one would refuse such a great thing, and they attacked with all their strength, lest Luo Bingfeng came back to his senses and turned into the same person as in the first battle.
The unparalleled strong man who retreated from gods and demons.u