The Immortal Killing Sword and the Immortal Trapping Sword came very quickly and flew to Li Yunze's side almost instantly.
Together with the Zhuxian Sword, the two swords began to spin crazily around Li Yunze.
The rotation speed was extremely fast, and it completely enveloped Li Yunze like three meteors.
"Hey, you want to play this trick with me, right?"
He did not take the initiative to attack, but chose to defend with sword energy, which made Li Yunze smile.
He looked at the only Absolute Immortal Sword that had not flown over, as well as Patriarch Hongjun sitting under the Absolute Immortal Sword.
"Three swords surrounded me, and one sword launched a fierce attack." Li Yunze was not in a hurry, and looked around playfully, "The division of labor is pretty good, there is something."
For Ancestor Hongjun and the others, there is no way around this.
The reason is simple. The opponent they have to deal with this time is stronger than ever before.
If it were someone else, even a saint, coming to the formation, the four swords fired in the first round would have been enough to severely damage the target, and then it would be a matter of discretion.
But when facing Li Yunze, he prepared a powerful attack for a long time, but it only damaged his clothes.
There is no way, normal attacks are ineffective, you must accumulate more power to absorb more killing intent in the sword formation, and launch a strong attack to break through the defense.
At this time, Li Yunze had already found the weakest flaw and started to take action. The saints could only lower their requirements as much as possible. They first used three swords to trap Li Yunze, and then let the strongest Ancestor Hongjun control the Absolute Immortal Sword to absorb it from the sword formation.
With murderous intent, he launched the final blow.
This is a clear sign, so Li Yunze sees it very clearly and admits that this is a good idea.
However, that's it.
His surroundings began to swell, a real swelling visible to the naked eye.
The terrifying body-protecting vitality expanded rapidly, and the three swords flying at high speed around him expanded violently.
The indestructible Immortal Killing Sword, Immortal Trapping Sword and Immortal Killing Sword collided with the body-protecting vitality that seemed to be substantial, and the dazzling flames of the sanding machine bloomed.
The fierce battle between shields and spears became more and more intense, and Li Yunze's side became a terrifying whirlpool.
God Haotian, whose expression changed drastically, shouted, "I can't hold on any longer!"
Although with the blessings of many parties, he temporarily possesses the cultivation strength of a saint, God Haotian is just a false saint after all.
In such a fierce offensive and defensive confrontation, he was naturally the first one to fail.
Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Leader all turned their attention to Ancestor Hongjun.
There was no other way, they had already exhausted all their strength and had no more energy left to help.
The only ancestor Hongjun who did not take action became the last hope.
Either help now and save God Haotian.
Or continue to wait until the Absolute Immortal Sword absorbs enough murderous energy to deliver a fatal blow.
Just a moment later, the Immortal Sword hanging above the head of ancestor Hongjun flew out with a roar, rushing past Li Yunze with endless murderous intent.
‘呲~~~’
After the sound of tearing cloth, Li Yunze's clothes had another tear.
Don't look at it as just a tear in the clothes, but in fact it directly breaks the complete body-protecting energy.
The real situation is much more thrilling than what you see.
In layman's terms, Li Yunze's defense was broken.
The four swords quickly returned to their respective positions and returned to hanging upside down above the heads of the four people, and began to absorb the murderous energy that filled the sword formation.
Or was it God Haotian who used words to attract hatred? "Fellow Taoist, are you no longer good? You are no longer good. It seems that you were very powerful in the past, but now you are nothing more than this."
Emperor Tianshen is not the kind of person who likes to show off and slap people in the face. He has also experienced countless disasters and has seen everything.
It was simply that Li Yunze had put too much pressure on him before and he couldn't stand it anymore.
Now that I have the opportunity to vent, I naturally can't let it go.
"That's it?" Li Yunze smiled casually, "Then come again."
Li Yunze raised his hand, and an unparalleled terrifying power condensed in his hand. The terrifying cultivation level condensed into a substantial ball of light, which was chilling to watch.
God Haotian's expression suddenly changed.
He definitely couldn't bear it, so he directly used the ultimate trick.
"Please help me, fellow Taoists!"
It’s not hard to ask for help, but it’s hard to ask for help when you ask for help.
When Li Yunze threw out the ball of light, the four swords of Zhu Xian came out and collided with it. In a burst of earth-shattering light, the ball of light condensed by cultivation dispersed, and the luster of the four swords of Zhu Xian also dimmed a lot.
The faces of Patriarch Hongjun and others became obviously more solemn.
However, Li Yunze raised his hand again very calmly, and a ball of light condensed by magic power appeared again.
"Come again."
At the same time, Xiqi, at the foot of Qishan Mountain.
Ji's face was covered with dust and her hair was disheveled and greasy. She sat on a rock to rest, panting heavily.
Next to him was a group of guards who were also in a state of embarrassment.
Ji Fa, who had chapped lips, looked blankly at the entourage of dozens of people left around him, which was really painful in his heart.
There used to be hundreds of thousands of troops, but now are these the only ones left?
Ji Fa opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be on fire and he couldn't speak.
The attendant on the side took out a kettle and handed it over: "King Wu, drink some water."
After taking the kettle and drinking it all in one breath, Ji Fa took a deep breath.
Looking at the entourage beside him, he wanted to speak but did not recognize this person. "You are..."
"Gu Wei, the grain keeper." Gu Wei said cautiously, "King Wu, where should we go next?"
Ji Fa felt deeply in his heart at first. He didn't even have a trusted general around him, and a small grain officer could come to speak in front of him.
Then I was confused. I had already fled to the foot of Qishan Mountain. Where else could I run?
"Yeah, where to go next?"
Ji Fa muttered to himself that he didn't even know where to go.
After all, after such a defeat, there is almost no chance of a comeback.
Theoretically, after escaping back to Xiqi, local human and material resources can be used to rise again and make a comeback.
But because of the food issue, Ji Fa himself had completely offended Xiqi.
And when it comes to human resources, if you don’t talk about it, it’s almost impossible to save one out of ten.
The supplies were even more ridiculous. Almost all supplies, including food, had been stripped away and sent to the front lines for use as military supplies.
The entire Xiqi was in dilapidated state, and there was no power at all for Ji Fa to use.
This is also the key to Ji's confusion. Where to raise strength?
Gu Wei, who was on the side, heard Ji Fa's soliloquy and lowered his head with a different thought flashing in his eyes.
That night, in the temporary camp at the foot of Qishan Mountain, the exhausted people fell into a deep sleep.
For the past few days, Huang Tianhua had been biting and chasing them like a mad dog. He was really being chased to the sky with no way out, and with no way to the bottom of the earth, he was so tired that he couldn't bear it.
So even the night sentry only had two people.
Among them, one is Gu Wei.
Looking at his sleepy companion, a fierce look flashed in Gu Wei's eyes, he quietly took out his bronze dagger, rushed over and covered his companion's mouth, and then passed his neck with the bronze dagger.
After a struggle, his companion fell to the ground and twitched.
Gu Wei looked back at the simple and small temporary camp, turned around and got into the night, heading straight for the Dashang Military Camp.
He didn't just want to escape, but he wanted to live a better life.
Ji Fa slept very lightly, or he hadn't had a good sleep since the Battle of Makino.
Basically, I would wake up every night, and then stare blankly at the darkness under the night, fearing the big merchants and soldiers who seemed to be rushing out at any time.
Ji Fa woke up from the nightmare again. He sat and gasped for air, feeling stuffy in his chest, as if something bad was about to happen.
The sound of rapid footsteps came from outside the simple tent, and Ji Fa immediately reached out and grasped the bronze dagger beside him.
A guard rushed in and reported to Ji Fa, "King Wu, Gu Wei is missing!"
After all, it is an army. Even if there are only a few dozen people left at this time, they are still performing duty rotations in accordance with regulations.
But the people who went to replace the secret sentry only saw the secret sentry being killed, but they ignored Gu Wei and rushed back to report immediately.
Ji Fa's heart suddenly sank.
He knew very clearly where Gu Wei had gone.
You don't need to ask too much to know that he went to inform the Dashang army.
"Let's go! Let's go now!"
Ji Fa ignored the anger in his heart and hurriedly stood up and called to the last team member around him, "I don't want anything, just get on the horse and leave!"
In the chaos under the night, Ji Fa had just rushed out of the military camp at the lead, and countless torches appeared in the darkness over there, and Dashang's pursuers caught up with him.
"King Wu, leave quickly!"
"King Wu, leave quickly~~~"
"King Wu, please go, I will stop them~~~"
"King Wu, the next life~~~"
Those who can still be with Ji Fa at this moment must be loyal ministers who are loyal to him.
In order to cover Ji Fa's escape, these loyal ministers stayed behind one by one, or they took the initiative to fight back, just to allow Ji Fa to run further.
At this time, Ji Fa, who was running wildly, was filled with pain.
It's not because of the death of Kuchu's loyal ministers, but because Kuchu really has nothing left around him.
By the time the sky turned white and a ray of sunlight fell on the earth, Ji Fa had already rushed into the long Qinling Mountains.
The war horse under his crotch could no longer support the long-term high-speed running, and fell to the ground after a mournful cry.
Ji Fa, who was dizzy, was thrown to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
After a long time, when I tried to struggle to get up, I was shocked to find that I had broken my leg.
The screams spread far away. After a while, there was a rustling sound in the nearby forest, and soon a group of ragged, skeleton-like people appeared in front of Ji Fa.
"I am King Wu Jifa."
Ji Fa hurriedly shouted, "Please help me quickly."
"Are you really Ji Fa?"
Facing the malicious inquiry, Ji Fa vaguely felt that something was wrong.
But at this time, he had no other choice but to hold on and say, "I am King Wu Jifa. If you save me quickly, I will not treat you badly."
"Hehehe~~~"
The crowd laughed, but the laughter was a little overwhelming.
"King Wu, we are all citizens of Xiqi."
"The people of Xiqi who were killed by you!"
A group of people swarmed up and pounced on Ji Fa's body, biting and scratching wildly, venting their shocking anger.
Ji Fa's screams were deafening and seemed to wake up the entire Qinling Mountains!