Chapter 2017
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"Poof!"
The sound made when the big knife cut the Friar's neck was still so penetrating and harsh.
It is true that the higher the practitioner's accomplishments are, the stronger his physical body is. Each level of improvement is equivalent to re refining the muscles and bones of his whole body.
Therefore, even if the monks of the central shangguo on the Tianwaitian battlefield now have sharp blades in their hands, it still takes a lot of energy and strength to completely wipe off the enemy's head after cutting them.
In fact, the more soldiers who have been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, the more they understand that the best choice is to use the smallest force to end the opponent's life on the battlefield. Whether it is bleeding or stabbing the throat, it is much more reasonable than cutting off the whole head.
But for the soldiers of the central kingdom who have suppressed their killing intention to the limit, only by cutting off the whole head of the person in front of the holy court can they release their inner anger!
"Roar!"
After cutting off the head of the former Saint's friar with a knife, the superior general in silver armor shook his arms and roared, allowing the blood gushed by the enemy to splash all over his body. His breath was like a mad devil.
At the next breath, the first general of the central kingdom who cut off the head of the friar of the holy court with a knife, looked around with his completely red eyes, did not dodge and ran into the front of the three people of the holy court, roaring angrily:
"The scum of the holy court, die for me!"
Before the roar, the general, like a violent bear, directly bumped one of the holy friars back without any fancy, and waved his big knife. Before the other holy friar reacted, he cut off the head of the former.
The next breath, the harsh friction sound sounded again on the battlefield, but at the same time, a sharp blade also pierced the general's chest.
Then the monk who hit the stab just wanted to get away, but he was grabbed by the neck with a powerful hand and lifted up.
"Stabbed me with a sword and wanted to run?"
The icy voice fell. The general of the blood bear family in the Central Kingdom directly threw away the knife that had been bladed in his hand, and stretched out his other hand. Under the scared eyes of the friar of the holy court, he tore it out violently and directly tore the latter into bloody two halves.
Such a violent and bloody scene has directly delayed the subconscious of the holy court army in front. On the battlefield, it changes rapidly. It pays attention to the potential and is indomitable. Therefore, this short stagnation is enough to explain the change of the situation.
"Kill!"
After a moment, the whole person was soaked with countless blood, and a blood bear with a long sword inserted into his chest defeated him. He stepped forward and continued to charge. With him, there were countless charging soldiers who ignored life and death.
"Boom, boom!"
After the deafening roar of supernatural powers, the vast charging team of the central kingdom, like sharp arrows, directly tore open the defense line composed of holy friars and drove straight in.
"My Lord, the front line is lost, the front line is lost!"
For a moment, an anxious report sounded directly outside the holy palace of Xianting. Then several people from the overhaul of Tiance palace of Xianting suddenly turned cold and fierce, and opened their mouth and shouted angrily:
"We are not blind. Naturally, we can see the situation. Press forward, mobilize the rear friars to fill the vacancy, and summon those rough and fleshy beasts to the front to block the gap!"
After that, the commander of the holy court overhaul, whose whole figure was shrouded in a fuzzy cloud, frowned and his voice continued to say:
"Where are the great philosophers of Wu palace? In particular, the ancient giant remains of the fifth philosopher can be described as the greatest killer on this battlefield. "
As soon as this inquiry was made, a holy friar floating in the air outside the Xianting holy palace gave a slight snort of disdain, and the response said:
"In recent years, the martial arts palace and Tiance palace have been competing for control over the whole holy court since the holy master closed the gate of LingXiao palace. Originally, the martial arts palace has faintly overwhelmed the Tiance palace. Now the holy master suddenly left the customs. The so-called great philosophers of these martial arts palaces have disappeared. What a joke."
The person who spoke obviously also came from Tiance palace. Then he looked at the defense line in front as if it had been completely cut open by a huge pair of scissors, and then said:
"We have fought with the central kingdom for so many years, and we are very clear about the ability of these people. In so many battles in the past, the central kingdom's army has never broken through the iron and steel walls laid by our holy court.
"This time, these people really worked hard!"
As soon as the murmur of the friar of Tiance palace fell, the voice of another holy court friar immediately rang out:
"Do you know why the battle between our saints and the central army is so different this time?"
The voice fell and hid most of his body behind the clouds. Without much hesitation, the voice continued to say:
"That's because of faith. The officers and men of the Central Kingdom have the belief that they will die, but this is not, or lost, by our holy friars."
After that, the rather mysterious monk did not have much explanation, but turned his eyes away from the front line and to the side. There was a deep color of awe in his eyes, and a low voice came out:
"After the saint left the pass, his thoroughgoing strength has become invincible in the world. Therefore, the monks of the whole holy court are planning what benefits they can get once the holy court dominates the world.
"So they are afraid of death, because once they die, they get nothing. No one will remember them or mourn them."
When he said this, the Friar's voice was very light. It seemed to be said to himself, but then he shook his head selfishly, and his meaningful words continued to ring out slightly inaudible:
"As the saying goes, if you don't do it for yourself, heaven will kill you, but it's not wonderful to be ignored. Maybe in the eyes of the holy master, we people can't even count as tools, just like mole ants."
"What did you say, my lord?"
At the next breath, the voice that continued to ring from the side of the body pulled back the thoughts of the vague figure, and then a more anxious voice came not far away:
"No, the front-line defense array has been completely torn apart and can't be stopped. What should I do, sir?"
"Don't panic. Arrange for the monks to retreat. If you can't, just retreat outside the Xianting holy palace."
The still indifferent voice came out of the blurred Friar's mouth, and then his head did not turn back, and the voice continued to sound:
"As long as the holy master kills the leader of the Taiqing sect, what if these people from the central government rush to the Lingxiao temple?"
After saying that, following the monk's eyes, he saw the saint standing alone outside Nanxian gate, continued to raise his right hand, and once again held the taixuan burning lamp on his shoulder.
A lamp is a world, and the light of this lamp is the distorted and crying soul of all struggling creatures!
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"Poof!"
The sound made when the big knife cut the Friar's neck was still so penetrating and harsh.
It is true that the higher the practitioner's accomplishments are, the stronger his physical body is. Each level of improvement is equivalent to re refining the muscles and bones of his whole body.
Therefore, even if the monks of the central shangguo on the Tianwaitian battlefield now have sharp blades in their hands, it still takes a lot of energy and strength to completely wipe off the enemy's head after cutting them.
In fact, the more soldiers who have been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, the more they understand that the best choice is to use the smallest force to end the opponent's life on the battlefield. Whether it is bleeding or stabbing the throat, it is much more reasonable than cutting off the whole head.
But for the soldiers of the central kingdom who have suppressed their killing intention to the limit, only by cutting off the whole head of the person in front of the holy court can they release their inner anger!
"Roar!"
After cutting off the head of the former Saint's friar with a knife, the superior general in silver armor shook his arms and roared, allowing the blood gushed by the enemy to splash all over his body. His breath was like a mad devil.
At the next breath, the first general of the central kingdom who cut off the head of the friar of the holy court with a knife, looked around with his completely red eyes, did not dodge and ran into the front of the three people of the holy court, roaring angrily:
"The scum of the holy court, die for me!"
Before the roar, the general, like a violent bear, directly bumped one of the holy friars back without any fancy, and waved his big knife. Before the other holy friar reacted, he cut off the head of the former.
The next breath, the harsh friction sound sounded again on the battlefield, but at the same time, a sharp blade also pierced the general's chest.
Then the monk who hit the stab just wanted to get away, but he was grabbed by the neck with a powerful hand and lifted up.
"Stabbed me with a sword and wanted to run?"
The icy voice fell. The general of the blood bear family in the Central Kingdom directly threw away the knife that had been bladed in his hand, and stretched out his other hand. Under the scared eyes of the friar of the holy court, he tore it out violently and directly tore the latter into bloody two halves.
Such a violent and bloody scene has directly delayed the subconscious of the holy court army in front. On the battlefield, it changes rapidly. It pays attention to the potential and is indomitable. Therefore, this short stagnation is enough to explain the change of the situation.
"Kill!"
After a moment, the whole person was soaked with countless blood, and a blood bear with a long sword inserted into his chest defeated him. He stepped forward and continued to charge. With him, there were countless charging soldiers who ignored life and death.
"Boom, boom!"
After the deafening roar of supernatural powers, the vast charging team of the central kingdom, like sharp arrows, directly tore open the defense line composed of holy friars and drove straight in.
"My Lord, the front line is lost, the front line is lost!"
For a moment, an anxious report sounded directly outside the holy palace of Xianting. Then several people from the overhaul of Tiance palace of Xianting suddenly turned cold and fierce, and opened their mouth and shouted angrily:
"We are not blind. Naturally, we can see the situation. Press forward, mobilize the rear friars to fill the vacancy, and summon those rough and fleshy beasts to the front to block the gap!"
After that, the commander of the holy court overhaul, whose whole figure was shrouded in a fuzzy cloud, frowned and his voice continued to say:
"Where are the great philosophers of Wu palace? In particular, the ancient giant remains of the fifth philosopher can be described as the greatest killer on this battlefield. "
As soon as this inquiry was made, a holy friar floating in the air outside the Xianting holy palace gave a slight snort of disdain, and the response said:
"In recent years, the martial arts palace and Tiance palace have been competing for control over the whole holy court since the holy master closed the gate of LingXiao palace. Originally, the martial arts palace has faintly overwhelmed the Tiance palace. Now the holy master suddenly left the customs. The so-called great philosophers of these martial arts palaces have disappeared. What a joke."
The person who spoke obviously also came from Tiance palace. Then he looked at the defense line in front as if it had been completely cut open by a huge pair of scissors, and then said:
"We have fought with the central kingdom for so many years, and we are very clear about the ability of these people. In so many battles in the past, the central kingdom's army has never broken through the iron and steel walls laid by our holy court.
"This time, these people really worked hard!"
As soon as the murmur of the friar of Tiance palace fell, the voice of another holy court friar immediately rang out:
"Do you know why the battle between our saints and the central army is so different this time?"
The voice fell and hid most of his body behind the clouds. Without much hesitation, the voice continued to say:
"That's because of faith. The officers and men of the Central Kingdom have the belief that they will die, but this is not, or lost, by our holy friars."
After that, the rather mysterious monk did not have much explanation, but turned his eyes away from the front line and to the side. There was a deep color of awe in his eyes, and a low voice came out:
"After the saint left the pass, his thoroughgoing strength has become invincible in the world. Therefore, the monks of the whole holy court are planning what benefits they can get once the holy court dominates the world.
"So they are afraid of death, because once they die, they get nothing. No one will remember them or mourn them."
When he said this, the Friar's voice was very light. It seemed to be said to himself, but then he shook his head selfishly, and his meaningful words continued to ring out slightly inaudible:
"As the saying goes, if you don't do it for yourself, heaven will kill you, but it's not wonderful to be ignored. Maybe in the eyes of the holy master, we people can't even count as tools, just like mole ants."
"What did you say, my lord?"
At the next breath, the voice that continued to ring from the side of the body pulled back the thoughts of the vague figure, and then a more anxious voice came not far away:
"No, the front-line defense array has been completely torn apart and can't be stopped. What should I do, sir?"
"Don't panic. Arrange for the monks to retreat. If you can't, just retreat outside the Xianting holy palace."
The still indifferent voice came out of the blurred Friar's mouth, and then his head did not turn back, and the voice continued to sound:
"As long as the holy master kills the leader of the Taiqing sect, what if these people from the central government rush to the Lingxiao temple?"
After saying that, following the monk's eyes, he saw the saint standing alone outside Nanxian gate, continued to raise his right hand, and once again held the taixuan burning lamp on his shoulder.
A lamp is a world, and the light of this lamp is the distorted and crying soul of all struggling creatures!
www.novelhold.com, the fastest update of the webnovel!
"Poof!"The sound made when the big knife cut the Friar's neck was still so penetrating and harsh.It is true that the higher the practitioner's accomplishments are, the stronger his physical body is. Each level of improvement is equivalent to re refining the muscles and bones of his whole body.Therefore, even if the monks of the central shangguo on the Tianwaitian battlefield now have sharp blades in their hands, it still takes a lot of energy and strength to completely wipe off the enemy's head after cutting them.In fact, the more soldiers who have been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, the more they understand that the best choice is to use the smallest force to end the opponent's life on the battlefield. Whether it is bleeding or stabbing the throat, it is much more reasonable than cutting off the whole head.But for the soldiers of the central kingdom who have suppressed their killing intention to the limit, only by cutting off the whole head of the person in front of the holy court can they release their inner anger!"Roar!"After cutting off the head of the former Saint's friar with a knife, the superior general in silver armor shook his arms and roared, allowing the blood gushed by the enemy to splash all over his body. His breath was like a mad devil.At the next breath, the first general of the central kingdom who cut off the head of the friar of the holy court with a knife, looked around with his completely red eyes, did not dodge and ran into the front of the three people of the holy court, roaring angrily:"The scum of the holy court, die for me!"Before the roar, the general, like a violent bear, directly bumped one of the holy friars back without any fancy, and waved his big knife. Before the other holy friar reacted, he cut off the head of the former.The next breath, the harsh friction sound sounded again on the battlefield, but at the same time, a sharp blade also pierced the general's chest.Then the monk who hit the stab just wanted to get away, but he was grabbed by the neck with a powerful hand and lifted up."Stabbed me with a sword and wanted to run?"The icy voice fell. The general of the blood bear family in the Central Kingdom directly threw away the knife that had been bladed in his hand, and stretched out his other hand. Under the scared eyes of the friar of the holy court, he tore it out violently and directly tore the latter into bloody two halves.Such a violent and bloody scene has directly delayed the subconscious of the holy court army in front. On the battlefield, it changes rapidly. It pays attention to the potential and is indomitable. Therefore, this short stagnation is enough to explain the change of the situation."Kill!"After a moment, the whole person was soaked with countless blood, and a blood bear with a long sword inserted into his chest defeated him. He stepped forward and continued to charge. With him, there were countless charging soldiers who ignored life and death."Boom, boom!"After the deafening roar of supernatural powers, the vast charging team of the central kingdom, like sharp arrows, directly tore open the defense line composed of holy friars and drove straight in."My Lord, the front line is lost, the front line is lost!"For a moment, an anxious report sounded directly outside the holy palace of Xianting. Then several people from the overhaul of Tiance palace of Xianting suddenly turned cold and fierce, and opened their mouth and shouted angrily:"We are not blind. Naturally, we can see the situation. Press forward, mobilize the rear friars to fill the vacancy, and summon those rough and fleshy beasts to the front to block the gap!"After that, the commander of the holy court overhaul, whose whole figure was shrouded in a fuzzy cloud, frowned and his voice continued to say:"Where are the great philosophers of Wu palace? In particular, the ancient giant remains of the fifth philosopher can be described as the greatest killer on this battlefield. "As soon as this inquiry was made, a holy friar floating in the air outside the Xianting holy palace gave a slight snort of disdain, and the response said:"In recent years, the martial arts palace and Tiance palace have been competing for control over the whole holy court since the holy master closed the gate of LingXiao palace. Originally, the martial arts palace has faintly overwhelmed the Tiance palace. Now the holy master suddenly left the customs. The so-called great philosophers of these martial arts palaces have disappeared. What a joke."The person who spoke obviously also came from Tiance palace. Then he looked at the defense line in front as if it had been completely cut open by a huge pair of scissors, and then said:"We have fought with the central kingdom for so many years, and we are very clear about the ability of these people. In so many battles in the past, the central kingdom's army has never broken through the iron and steel walls laid by our holy court."This time, these people really worked hard!"As soon as the murmur of the friar of Tiance palace fell, the voice of another holy court friar immediately rang out:"Do you know why the battle between our saints and the central army is so different this time?"The voice fell and hid most of his body behind the clouds. Without much hesitation, the voice continued to say:"That's because of faith. The officers and men of the Central Kingdom have the belief that they will die, but this is not, or lost, by our holy friars."After that, the rather mysterious monk did not have much explanation, but turned his eyes away from the front line and to the side. There was a deep color of awe in his eyes, and a low voice came out:"After the saint left the pass, his thoroughgoing strength has become invincible in the world. Therefore, the monks of the whole holy court are planning what benefits they can get once the holy court dominates the world."So they are afraid of death, because once they die, they get nothing. No one will remember them or mourn them."When he said this, the Friar's voice was very light. It seemed to be said to himself, but then he shook his head selfishly, and his meaningful words continued to ring out slightly inaudible:"As the saying goes, if you don't do it for yourself, heaven will kill you, but it's not wonderful to be ignored. Maybe in the eyes of the holy master, we people can't even count as tools, just like mole ants.""What did you say, my lord?"At the next breath, the voice that continued to ring from the side of the body pulled back the thoughts of the vague figure, and then a more anxious voice came not far away:"No, the front-line defense array has been completely torn apart and can't be stopped. What should I do, sir?""Don't panic. Arrange for the monks to retreat. If you can't, just retreat outside the Xianting holy palace."The still indifferent voice came out of the blurred Friar's mouth, and then his head did not turn back, and the voice continued to sound:"As long as the holy master kills the leader of the Taiqing sect, what if these people from the central government rush to the Lingxiao temple?"After saying that, following the monk's eyes, he saw the saint standing alone outside Nanxian gate, continued to raise his right hand, and once again held the taixuan burning lamp on his shoulder.A lamp is a world, and the light of this lamp is the distorted and crying soul of all struggling creatures!www.novelhold.com, the fastest update of the webnovel!
