Transcending the Nine Heavens

Seems to be attesting to the whispering of a long white day, a loud laugh, a man riding a tall horse, carrying an eight long knife, a thunderous scolding, even with horses falling from the sky, the angels rushed into the forefront army of a long white day!

“Long day! Grandpa Wu is here! ”

Exactly!

The sword swung and countless heads surfaced with blood, opening the doors of a massacre!

The natural divine power of Wufan Cloud, in such a chaos, has played an unparalleled power!

He is not a master, but he is a tiger general while waiting to be killed! A man broke into the enemy formation with a horse, a dozen times with a big knife. It had been emptied and a gap ripped open. Then, behind him, such as a tiger-like Iron Cloud soldier, he shouted and rushed in!

“Keep killing!” The voice of the Iron Festival rang out: “Don't look back! Die, too, until the end of the day! ”

“Kill! Follow me! Go!” Wu fanatical clouds whizzed, knowing the victory and defeat in this move, holding a large knife, two legs ignoring the belly of the horse, one horse first killed in!

Ten thousand of his own soldiers followed him into the wild!

Fifty thousand pioneers, like a giant nail, heavy, wedged into enemy formation!

Then came the 300,000 army, the tsunami of Mountain Hoo.

In the midst of chaos, orders issued during the day could not be conveyed at all. He's desperate!

“Handsome, come on!” The lieutenant rushed over with blood on his face.

“Go?” Daytime grinned. "Where are you going? ”

Looking back at the crowded army and horses, in the densest places, I'm afraid I can't even draw a knife... the troops at the end of the two and a half million armies, have not received any news, and are constantly moving forward...

“It's over!” A long day of laughter: “I can't believe I'm losing here...”

With his eyes swept away, Wu Feiyun had killed him with blood all over him, not far from him. His own army, no longer willing to fight, screaming like a lamb to slaughter, can't even run away, can only draw necks to slaughter!

Lost!

And it was a tragic defeat, and this battle, seeing as it is now, is doomed to the end of all armies!

A long day of laughter filled with despair. The right hand pulled out the sword and said darkly: "I'm past you too! ”

The sword revolved, carrying a ray of light, and rushed into the heart of the white sky. The top ten dragon tigers, the White Tiger, chose to thank him for his life.

“Do not take prisoners until the end of the war! Cut him through at the fastest speed!” Iron Heaven didn't expect to accidentally clog this white tiger into such a narrow mountain path with no way forward, backing away and wrapping dumplings!

This is a great opportunity to make Iron Day realize immediately that this could be an unprecedented brilliance!

So when the time came, he gave the order again immediately!

Don't take prisoners!

If the army were to free up the prisoners now, it would undoubtedly delay the victory. Moreover, now the other side is crowded together, there is no chance of even fighting back. Such a fighter would be really retarded if it didn't catch it...

The Iron Cloud Army shouted, like a giant road roller over an uneven pavement, after the past, it was all a Ma Pingchuan...

The big picture is set!

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Now Chu Yang has fled to Bus Mountain!

It's 8,000 miles from Central State!

On this road, Chuyang was chased, entangled and escaped by the Knight Hall of Golden Horse on numerous occasions. Countless injuries, countless endangerment.

So far, Chu Yang's back, there are also signs of being beaten hard by Jing Dynasty's soul.

If it weren't for Sword Spirit, Chu Yang would have buried the mountains.

All the way here, the wounds on Chuyang's body increased by at least 890 ways. Every single one of them was a shock to the eye. Even tiny springs of water cannot be restored immediately.

Old injuries have not gone, new injuries will come again. Now, even if the Jiuzhang sword had the power to devour the living spirit, Chuyang almost ran out of oil.

Jingmengsoul hates Chu Yang so much.

At the Thousand Storeys of Forest, Chuyang lured the wolves out of nearly 100,000 people! More than 600 experts from the Knight Hall of Golden Horse chased Chu Yang, and nearly 300 people died in the wolf's mouth!

Jing Dream Soul has exhausted all means. It took every effort to highlight the forest with the remaining 300 + people; it was already everyone who was injured. Even Jing Dynasty himself has three or four marks of being torn apart by a wolf, let alone others?

Roughly reckon, since King Chu Yan escaped from Zhongzhou, he has hardly fought him in the front and back, he has lost 600 good players!

These people are all masters of Wuzong and above carefully selected by Jing Dream Soul.

Almost one is irreparable! In the current state of the war, but after two or three such losses, Jing Dynasty soul blows up his lungs!

Almost ignoring his own pursuit of Chu Yang!

Chuyang panted against a tree and enjoyed this rare calm. He finally temporarily escaped from the pursuit of the dreams of the landscape and came here.

In the last few days, he's been beaten almost the whole way. The original method of concealing traces is no longer useful these days. The scent of orchids on your body is not enough to cover it up.

Jing Dream Soul is almost sleepless in pursuit.

I'd rather tire my men to death than kill Chu Yang, making King Chu Yan a wolf.

Three days ago, Sword Spirit reminded Chuyang that Yu Xueling Ginseng is ripe and ready to be taken. But in three days and three nights, Chuyang was forced not to take the medicine.

The enormous amount of drug power stored in the body, also at every moment, is diminishing at a rate that is almost visible to the naked eye. So far, it's almost over.

All used to heal the wound supporting the body consumption, countless times, with such toughness as Chuyang, almost give up. I really didn't have time to take a breath during that time...

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, Chu Yang's heart began to ache.

Once he attacked the red clothes, Mo Qiangdang stood in the white snow, looking at himself deeply and grudgingly, asked softly: "Chu Yang, have you given up? ”

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So Chu Yang immediately woke up, almost suffocating a large mouthful of wheeze...

Little Lori Mo in red danced with crystalline tears in her eyes. She looked at herself pitifully and flattened her mouth. She seemed to cry all the time. She cried: "Brother Chuyang, when are you coming to pick me up... I'm so unhappy that the little dance is here, I miss you...”

So Chu Yang sweated and woke up immediately.

Numerous times, Chuyang suddenly erupted in the desperate state of the business will, so that Jing Dynasty was astonished, but also increased the determination of Jing Dynasty to eliminate Chuyang and then quickly.

Chu Yang now finally broke off Jing Dynasty, but paid the price of a broken arm.

Chuyang has made great strides, although it has progressed quickly. However, there is undoubtedly an unreachable gap between him and Jingmengsoul, the Nine Pin Peak Throne!

Even if he is the swordsman of the Nine Robberies, at such a distance, there is no way to dream of Jing Dynasty. He can kill one pint of throne, two pints of throne, even if it is three pints of throne, Chu Yang can still kill directly now if it is coincidence, or if he spells two defeats and injuries!

But the peak of the Nine Pints throne... there's nothing he can do!

8,000 miles, walking crisis, walking life and death!

Less than two hours have been bought this time, it has not been easy, this time, it is extremely valuable!

Sword Spirit immediately took out Yu Xueling Ginseng, Chuyang closed his eyes and gasped. Without waiting for his breath to stabilize, he shoved a handful into his mouth.

Feel a cold airflow, flushing down the belly, pulsing into the meridian...

So, when this spiritual airflow reached a certain position, Sword Spirit quietly let go of the control of Chuyang's five dirties and let go of a mouth.

Psychic gas is perfused.

Chu Yang trembled, his eyebrows tightly wrinkled, his mouth bit his own black robe, but it had already bitten sparsely.

The most important thing to take Jade Snow Ginseng is to use it for yourself for a while. Because his five dirty wounds have to be repaired slowly, it takes time. And not for a short time.

Now, two hours is either enough or not enough; but Chuyang has no choice. If you don't take Jade Snow Ginseng, he's going to die!

Sword Spirit carefully leads the spiritual energy, strives to transform and slow the spiritual fine flow, moisturize and repair Chuyang's five dirt.

At the end of the day, let go of the sword completely...

No so-so allowed in this section!

The spiritual qi injected slowly. Under the control of Sword Spirit, Chuyang's inner wounds slowly improved a little bit, slowly healed, slowly recovered...

As you can see, most of them have recovered, and there is one last point. As long as this place recovers, Chu Yang becomes a normal person.

However, due to the open blood veins, the passages are clear, and, again, the inner heart is being restored; the fifth gentle soul-breaking palm in Chuyang finally burst out, a rich orchid, slowly floating out, spreading in all directions past...

And all of this, Chuyang is in deep breath, but Chuyang is ignorant. Or that he is now simply in a kind of deep sleep, and is hypnotized...

Time has passed for a half hour.

Looking at what is about to be done.

All of a sudden there was a loud noise, and the low whining sound of the spirit was getting closer and closer.

Among the dense woods in several directions, leaf branches are shaking simultaneously, and someone is approaching.

The master of the Knight Hall of Golden Horse finally found Chuyang's hiding place under the guidance of Lanxiang.

The dreams of the landscape are hurrying from afar. Beatles are scattered, faces are fierce.

“Where is it? ”

“The throne, right in front, comes from the valley up ahead. ”

“How many have gone? Don't shock the snakes! ”

“Yes, my subordinates have this in mind. And this time there was something unusual, until it approached the valley, nothing unusual, the other party did not react... I doubt it would be an orchid...”

“Go check it out. ”

Jing Dynasty's soul flew down into the valley where Chu Yang was hiding, like an emergency electricity!

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