On the battlefield, with the participation of Ghost Slave, the situation below was finally temporarily balanced. However, after a period of fighting, the situation of the martial saints in mid-air was not optimistic. The three-on-two war gradually made the martial saints of the southern region
Due to the physical exertion and being at a disadvantage, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this battle will not go on for a long time.
The three Martial Saints from the Western Regions fought tirelessly with their opponents. Seeing their opponents' worries, they fought frantically. At this moment, Lin Weiwu was very depressed. He had never been so aggrieved in the decades he had been a Martial Saint.
The suppression of the two Martial Saints gave him a headache. Although one of the two seemed to have just advanced, it was not as simple as one equals two. The combat power exerted by the two Martial Saints together was far greater.
Higher than the two of them.
Not even Grand Masters can intervene in the battle between Martial Saints. They are separated by one level, but their strength is very different. Even all the Grand Masters on the battlefield below may not be able to defeat a newly advanced Martial Saint.
This is a world of difference.
Within half an hour below, the team composed of the Grand Master and the Grand Master to intercept the Ghost Slaves gradually disintegrated. Under the elusive attacks of the Ghost Slaves, the lives of the Grand Masters were at risk, and only two of the Grand Masters were left alive.
The masters who died at the hands of Gui Slave had only one miserable word. Their souls were shattered and devoured, and they didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated. At this time, the two great masters had already fled around regardless of their master's demeanor. They knew they were no match and were killed by Gui Slave.
He was so shocked that he had no intention of fighting, and only instinctively wanted to save his life.
On the battlefield, Long Haotian led the troops bravely, and the soldiers of the Southern Territory Allied Forces were as powerful as a rainbow. What was completely different from the situation in the air was that as long as this continued, the outcome would be determined within a few days. The Southern Territory's army had already gained the upper hand.
"I really don't know where these four masters came from." In the viewing area at the border of the Southern Territory, Bai Shaosi looked at the four ghost slaves excitedly. The direct and vicious methods of the four seemed to suit his appetite, which made him have
There was an urge to take it all in. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips. He had never been so interested in anything.
Long Yanhua secretly breathed out. Only she knew that she had little time to control the four ghost slaves. Controlling the contracts on them required her own spiritual power. Although the contract did not require much spiritual power, it could be used for a long time.
Judging from her current strength, it is just a drop in the bucket, and she cannot drive the ghost slaves for too long. For the last two people, if she persists, when the ghost slaves kill the last two grand masters, she will immediately collect them and return the soul stones.
The palms of her hands were filled with sweat at some point. Her perseverance on the battlefield was no easier than fighting on the battlefield.
"The outcome will be known soon." Bai Shaosi said calmly, as if he was telling Long Yanhua, "Although there are experts in the Southern Territory to help, they are still unable to turn the tide."
Long Yanhua smiled disapprovingly, "That's not necessarily true. The battle situation below has obvious strengths and weaknesses. I agree that the winner will be determined in a short time."
"But those people above are the ones who really decide the outcome." Bai Shaosi shook his head, not agreeing with Long Yanhua's judgment at all.
"That's not necessarily true. No one knows which side will win until the last second." The sudden voice was not what Long Yanhua and Bai Shaosi said. The two turned to look at the owner of the voice. Lin Yiyun
Several guards followed behind them walked up to the two of them and gave Bai Shaosi a warning look.
"Haha~~" Bai Shaosi pretended not to see the other party's warning and continued to stick to his own judgment, "Of course, I really don't know who will win or lose until the last second, but I am not optimistic about your guess, why not
Shall we make a bet?"
"What are you betting on?" Lin Yiyun didn't bother communicating with strangers, but this man was related to Long Yanhua, so he couldn't help but care.
Bai Shaosi could see the young man's feelings for Long Yanhua and said with a deep smile, "Why don't we bet something special? If you win, I won't touch your little lover. If you lose, your little lover
It’s mine.”
Lin Yiyun's eyes immediately turned cold and he was about to take action, but then he heard Long Yanhua defend himself angrily, "Bai Shaosi, I am not an object. If you dare to use me as a bet, aren't you afraid that I will destroy you?"
As if he had seen something interesting, Bai Shaosi looked at Long Yanhua with joy, "Miss Long San, I have heard a little bit about you. Although you are not as useless as the rumors say, you still have to kill me."
It's quite difficult, and following me is no worse than following Lin Weiwu's grandson. In terms of family, appearance, and demeanor, I am the best choice. I am considering it for you and will choose the best person to be your husband."
Regarding such shameless narcissism, Long Yanhua could not relax. Bai Shaosi's narcissism was different from Xiao Feng's. At this moment, he was completely toying with himself.
He rolled his eyes and refused immediately, "No, I already have someone I like, and besides, do you think I can like you?"
The double meaning of these words is that she, Long Yanhua, already has a sweetheart, and secondly, her sweetheart is much stronger than him, Bai Shaosi. Bai Shaosi is so smart, so he naturally understands. He does not get angry but smiles, "
Miss Long San's words are wrong. There is only something in this world that I don't like, and there is nothing that I can't achieve."
Although his voice sounds slow, it is difficult to conceal the domineering aura. What is Bai Shaosi's background? He actually has such a magnanimity that only a superior person can have. Long Yanhua was surprised and started to second guess his character.
Come on.
To be able to appear on the battlefield in the Southern Territory and say that his background is no worse than that of Lin Yiyun, is it possible that he is related to the last of the four martial saints in the Southern Territory except Lin Weiwu, Leng Shuijing, and Xuehong? So he is here
Can the last Martial Saint be invited to help on the battlefield?
Bai Shaosi's actions undoubtedly ignored Lin Yiyun's existence. His indifferent attitude would make even a clay figure angry. Before Lin Yiyun could take action, someone behind him suddenly drew out the long sword from his waist, "Bold! Who dares?
Conflicting the reputation of our young master!"
Bai Shaosi smiled faintly, and the cold air with murderous intent was clearly felt by everyone present. Such murderous intent proved that he was not weak, and many people died under his hands, "My name is Bai Shaosi
.”
There were only five words, but he introduced himself solemnly. He seemed to think that as long as he said this name, people would know his identity.
This man is so arrogant!
Long Yanhua murmured in her heart, she didn't like cold-blooded arrogance at all.
"Bai Shaosi?" Lin Yiyun seemed to have thought of something. He frowned, thought seriously, and asked in a guessing voice, "Bai, a member of the Northern Xinjiang royal family?"
At this time, the smile on Bai Shaosi's face widened, "That's right." After admitting it openly, he asked, "Then do you know my identity?"
Lin Yiyun ignored him. He was not interested in knowing Bai Shaosi's exact identity.
Long Yanhua saw the expression on Lin Yiyun's face and smiled. Although she was a little curious about Bai Shaosi's identity, there was really no need to show too much concern at this time to give the other party a chance to win. She wanted to know before asking
Lin Yiyun can do it.
"Uh..." Bai Shaosi didn't expect that he would be ignored by the two of them, and immediately calmed down his emotions.
At this time, the four ghost slaves on the battlefield finally eliminated the last two grand masters. Long Yanhua's heart moved. The ghost slaves flew towards the back of the southern front line, left in the blink of an eye, and returned to the soul stone.
The masters who suddenly supported him chose to leave. This move made the Western Region Allied Forces breathe a sigh of relief, and also made the generals of the Southern Region Allied Forces slightly surprised. They tried their best to resist the enemy. Lin Weiwu's one-on-two fight in the air had reached a fever pitch, and the opponent was weaker.
The Martial Saint was obviously exhausted and suffered some injuries on his body, but Lin Weiwu was not feeling well either. He was panting heavily and his face was dripping with sweat.
Seeing the two men's confident expressions, Lin Weiwu seemed to have decided something. Suddenly his arms shook, and a powerful aura burst out from his body. It was even more powerful than at the beginning. He had used a special method to make himself stronger.
He could improve his strength in a short period of time, but the sequelae of doing so would be considerable. He had to seriously injure his opponent before the sequelae began, otherwise this confrontation would really be a huge defeat.
"I didn't expect that the mighty Martial Saint would have such a method." Lin Weiwu's sudden change was something Bai Shaosi had not expected. The change in the current situation made him focus on the air battle. Perhaps he had expected it.
If something went wrong, there might be a turnaround in the Southern Territory. After looking at the battle between the Blood-Red Martial Saints, Bai Shaosi shook his head again. No way. Even if the Mighty Martial Saints won, it would not be difficult to tell the outcome of the battle on the other side.
.
"Grand masters, follow me!"
At this time, while Long Haotian led his troops to kill the enemy on the battlefield, he secretly gathered several great swordsmen from the Southern Region. As if it was an agreed time, they responded to the call at this time, and eight great masters came to the rescue.
Jumping high into the air, he used all his strength to strike at the Blood Red Martial Saint's opponent, the powerful Martial Saint from the Western Regions.
Because the Grand Master didn't have the movement skills to stop in the air, he only relied on the power of jumping to strike the enemy. This sudden coordinated attack was not without effect. The unexpected sneak attack still hurt the Martial Saint from the Western Region.
Slightly injured, taking this opportunity, the Blood Red Martial Saint also made a killing move. A three-ring sword made of blood in his hand cut across the opponent. While the opponent was avoiding other attacks, the sword with evil spirit accurately struck the opponent.
On the waist, 'Pfft...' blood splattered.
The blood blade seemed to have spirituality and instantly absorbed the blood of the opponent's Martial Saint. The blood blade in the hands of the blood-red Martial Saint became even brighter and more dazzling, as if it was even more indestructible with the addition of the opponent's blood.
A momentary turnaround in the war between masters is the key to victory or defeat. Long Yanhua breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Western Region was going to be defeated. If this continued, it wouldn't take long for the war between the two regions to end.