A frog in a well cannot speak of words, and a summer insect cannot speak of ice.
Three battles were approaching, and Ye Junlin's blood was boiling, but he had no purpose. With only the cultivation of "Low-level Xuan King", no matter which battlefield he went to, he would undoubtedly be a disservice.
His fists were clenched tightly, and an unyielding will that only belonged to men rushed straight into Ye Junlin's heart.
Ning Kunlun's halberd was taken away. The thick arm holding the halberd hung down weakly, and blood dripped down his arm.
Gao Jianli threw a halberd, and it drew an arc in mid-air.
A critical moment.
A fine cavalryman quickly pushed Ye Junlin away from the stunned Ye Junlin.
The big halberd fell from the sky and nailed the elite knight of the Jin Kingdom directly into the ground from the horse's back.
The tip of the halberd was facing upwards, with the corpse below, and the body of the halberd was trembling slightly.
Ning Kunlun's expression changed slightly, but he never looked back to see the tragic scene that he had expected.
"Qiang,"
Pulling out the 'Jin Wang Sword' from his waist, Ning Kunlun stood up again and faced Gao Jianli.
"Don't retreat," Gao Jianli stared at Ning Kunlun and asked with interest.
Ning Kunlun's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.
The 'Prince Jin Sword' in his hand was held tightly, showing no signs of being sheathed.
"Fight to the death, fight to the death, fight to the death..."
Behind Ning Kunlun, the remaining sixty-nine black-armored elite knights pointed their swords and spears at the sky, shouting in unison, with a rainbow-like momentum.
Gao Jianli's heart trembled slightly.
Zhongyu Xiaodao established famous generals, and the Jin Dynasty conquered the world.
In the heavy rain, Ye Junlin was extremely shocked by this scene.
Gao Jianli sighed softly, raised his sword and stepped towards this young general who was looking forward to death. These Jin soldiers and generals in front of him clearly wanted to fight to the death.
If they don't kill them all, it may be difficult to get Ye Junlin's head.
Ning Kunlun fought to the death and refused to retreat, while the Sixty-nine Cavalry looked forward to death. Gao Jianli was shocked in his heart, but he never gave up on his 'business'.
Striding forward, mud and water splashed everywhere on the muddy path.
The flaming sword was swung out heavily, and several flaming sword lights rushed straight towards Ning Kunlun.
Ning Kunlun already had an advantage, and abandoning his halberd for a sword would undoubtedly make matters worse.
The golden sword light emitted outwards, blended into the flames, and was instantly melted into molten iron.
Gao Jianli swung his sword with his left hand and cut off the 'imitation' King Jin Sword in Ning Kunlun's hand. He punched Ning Kunlun in the chest with his right hand, breaking more than ten sternum bones and spraying three mouthfuls of black blood. Ning Kunlun fell to the mud. , unconscious.
Song Qingfeng struggled to get up and stabbed Gao Jianli in the back with his sword.
The sword shines brightly and the wind blows fiercely.
Gao Jianli raised his hand, turned around and swung his sword again. The red sword glowed like a flaming dragon, swallowing Song Qingfeng's sword in one gulp.
The big sword turned from black to red, and its entire body was burned and melted. Song Qingfeng hurriedly abandoned the sword, and the big sword fell to the muddy ground and cracked several times.
"Have a rest,"
Gao Jianli pushed out with a palm, and the flaming palm prints sent Song Qingfeng flying several hundred meters, knocking down several large trees one after another, and Song Qingfeng fainted in the heavy rain.
Sixty-nine black-armored knights swarmed up, and the black tide engulfed Gao Jianli.
Sixty-nine imitation King Jin swords took turns slashing at Gao Jianli's body like a violent storm.
"Qiang,"
"Qiang,"
"Qiang,"
"Qiang,"
There was a metallic clang.
Gao Jianli stood proudly, neither afraid nor afraid, neither sad nor happy.
The heavy rain of sword slashes stopped, and Gao Jianli's whole body was shining with red black light, and he was unscathed.
"Earth-shattering Flame Strike,"
The red sword was raised high above the head, and then dropped heavily. The blade touched the ground, the earth shook, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.
Several cracks hundreds of meters deep, with Gao Jianli as the center, tore open, and all sixty-nine cavalrymen fell into the cracks, and they fell over.
Under the earth, red and hot magma rises like spring water.
Heartbreaking, ghosts crying and wolves howling, the sixty-nine elite cavalrymen of the Jin Kingdom were all wiped out, and the 'high-grade Xuanji' mysterious skills were so terrifying.
Gao Jianli patted the muddy water on his body and walked forward.
Next to Ye Junlin, only Yan Sha and Liang Bufan were left, one was the 'Mid-level Xuan King' and the other was the 'Low-level Xuan King'.
Two people, in front of Gao Jianli, were not enough for him to fill his teeth.
Yan Xian held two cyan jade rings in her hands. She was a female after all. Facing the death-like Gao Jianli, her legs kept trembling.
Despite the trembling, Yan Shao still stood firmly in front of Ye Junlin, not taking a step back.
"Sister, if you are afraid, you can just leave. Junlin doesn't blame you," Ye Junlin said solemnly, without any fear on his face.
Yan smiled shyly and stroked Ye Junlin's cheek very frivolously: "Don't worry, Your Highness, my sister will definitely die in front of you."
"Why," Ye Junlin suddenly became interested.
"Because you are handsome,"
Yan's face was slightly red due to shame, and the mysterious light was shining brightly on the green jade ring.
"A hundred miles of thorns,"
Green black light covered the path, and dense thorns sprouted out, blocking Gao Jianli's way.
The corners of Gao Jianli's mouth moved slightly and he let out a sneer.
The flaming sword swung rapidly, and the red sword light flew away in a vertical and horizontal direction. The thorns may turn into blazing fire, but they will turn into ashes in an instant.
The face is ashamed and the beauty is pale.
"We must die together,"
Ye Junlin picked up an imitation King Jin sword at his feet, roared, and waved the long sword:
"Jianyi, breaking the wind,"
"Sword 2, kill the soul,"
"Three swords, split the mountain,"
"Four of Swords, split the ground,"
Four completely different sword lights flew away.
Liang Bufan drew the gourd in the same way, the golden gun in his hand shook like the wind, and several gun gleams, together with Ye Junlin's sword gleam, flew towards Gao Jianli.
Gao Jianli was slightly surprised. He never expected that Ye Junlin and others could resist to such a degree.
With a casual wave of his hand, the two people's most proud attack scattered light across the sky.
Ye Junlin was desperate.
"Your Highness, King Wei, please hold out your noble head and let me chop you with a knife. It really doesn't hurt."
Gao Jianli stood condescendingly. He looked at Ye Junlin, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
"Don't kill them," Ye Junlin raised his head and looked directly at Gao Jianli, with a hint of begging in his words.
"Okay," Gao Jianli nodded.
"How dare the thief,"
Gao Jianli's long sword was raised high. The moment it fell, Wei Wuji's sword edge turned down gracefully.
"Qiang,"
A vast sword force knocked Gao Jianli back several steps.
Wei Wuji jumped down, his clothes were torn, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Even though his fighting power was extraordinary, Wei Wuji was still in a tough battle against the 'Ghost Master' who was 'the second best in the world'.
It was a very, very painful battle.
Under the sky, several clouds of black mist floated up. The black mist gathered together and formed the figure of an old man.
The long-bearded and white-browed 'Ghost Master' looked at Ye Junlin with great pride. He wanted to tear this little brat into pieces with his own hands for ruining his 'big plan' in the 'Blue Sky Mysterious Realm'.
"Ha ha ha ha......"
In mid-air, Ying Zheng, who was fighting fiercely with Li Kui, heard a mocking sound of gloating about his misfortune.
"You hold Wei Wuji down, and I'll kill these two boys."
The cold voice of 'Ghost Master' resounded in Gao Jianli's ears. Gao Jianli nodded and entangled Wei Wuji with his sword.
The 'Ghost Master' pushed out his left palm, and a cold black palm print rushed towards Ye Junlin and Liang Bufan.
At the critical moment, the 'Sword God Emperor Jade' flew out on its own, and the colorful mysterious light offset most of the force.
Ye Junlin and Liang Bufan retreated for tens of meters, their chests stained red with blood.
"Die to me,"
With a loud roar, another 'Ghost Master' suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, with a fierce palm wind. The two of them were sent flying out and fell off the cliff...