Volume 2, Chapter 60 Dongfang Qingzhu takes the lead in the charge.

The saints of the Seven Gods also moved.

He released magic spells and sword moves and charged towards the seven giant beasts.

I don't know if it's because the momentum is a little weaker.

Although the number of people is several times that of the seven beasts.

However, he still failed to force the beasts to retreat even a single step.

Stuck in a stalemate.

The White Wolf King held his head high and looked at the crowd.

A pair of deep wolf eyes.

The hair on its neck began to stand up.

It looks a bit more majestic.

It spoke in a deep voice.

"I am the Wolf King, I am going to take action."

After saying this, it turned into a white shadow and rushed out under the gaze of everyone.

It bared its sharp fangs.

In the charge.

“Ouch…”

Called out.

The momentum is quite strong.

It only took a moment to reach the battlefield.

But it was at this moment.

A shock wave came from nowhere.

Hit it directly on the body.

Its front feet missed the target.

He stumbled and fell to the ground, rolling forward.

He let out a scream of “Ah….Ah….Ah….Ah….Ah….”

The beasts that were fighting each other couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw this scene.

This is so damn embarrassing.

Proves the saying that being handsome does not last more than three seconds.

The louder the shouting, the more trashy it is.

Dongfang Qingzhu and others looked at each other.

She said to the crowd, "Everyone, your eldest brother is fighting, and the monsters are also fighting. Why should we be afraid? What qualifications do we have to stand here and watch?"

After she finished speaking, she unsheathed the white sword at her waist.

"Those who are not afraid of death will be killed by me. Those who violate my nine states will be killed."

It’s amazing to see a woman so brave.

There is no reason for the Chao family to retreat.

There was also anger and murderous intent in their eyes.

"Brothers, fight them."

"Yes, let's fight."

Dongfang Qingzhu bent slightly.

The sword blade is mopping the floor.

Then it suddenly exploded.

"Follow me!"

This is the sword technique that Ye Tingmu taught her, the Swift Wind Sword Intent.

It was also the sword technique that Yue Mingfeng learned, so naturally he also taught her other sword techniques.

But she felt that it was time to draw the sword at this moment.

Because this sword is named Gale.

The sword intent is as fierce as the wind, and it is unstoppable, even if it means death.

If she was destined to die today, she would not be afraid, as she would die with the person she loved.

This should be the most romantic thing she can think of right now, at this moment.

Everyone started to charge.

Go upstream.

But their opponents are far stronger than them.

They are just in a trance state, while the other side is extraordinary.

But they were not afraid at all.

So what if we fight across borders?

Ye Tingmu, their eldest brother, is an extraordinary war saint. He is not afraid and can win.

Why should they be afraid?

Even if they really have to die, they will die on the way to charge.

They remembered what Ye Tingmu had told them.

The most powerful force in the world is courage.

When a person is not afraid of death, nothing can defeat him.

Not even the whole world can do it, because the brave will never be conquered.

In their world, there are only two choices: win, and fight to the end for victory.

He also said that there are always some things in the world that must be protected even at the cost of one's life.

In their view, Ye Tingmu fought the saint to save his life and to protect them.

Otherwise, with his strength, if he escapes, no one will be able to stop him.

The reason he didn't run away was simply to avenge his dead compatriots and to protect them.

No one knows what Ye Tingmu is thinking except himself.

At least that's what they thought.

The gods of Kyushu believe in gods.

But at this moment, they abandoned the gods.

In their faith, God became a man.

It's ridiculous.

They believed in gods, but gods cursed them.

Lifespan is no more than three hundred years.

And at this most dangerous moment, the one who stood in front of them and protected them was not a god.

But the one they once hated.

He is a scholar and also a mortal.

But at this moment, in their hearts, he is also a god.

The shouts of killing were continuous.

Awakening.

The extraordinary strong men of the Seven Gods looked at a group of wandering spirits and launched a charge with their true essence.

The contempt at the corner of his mouth became even more intense.

Covering every corner of the face.

They sneered and mocked.

"The young men of Kyushu have gone crazy, climbing the pole to commit suicide."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? The ancestor has ordered that no one from the Nine Provinces of Wanshou Mountain should be spared. Now they are the only ones left. Kill them all and the mission will be accomplished."

"Ah... they were just kids, it's such a shame they died!"

"Aren't our people children? It's not a pity if they die. Stop being sentimental and do it!"

"Uh-huh."

They also rushed towards them with swords in their hands.

Here today, both sides have only one goal, to kill each other.

However, when it comes to ten thousand people versus a thousand people, or the extraordinary versus the wandering spirit, the outcome of the story is predictable.

The onlookers in the dark admired the courage of these young people.

But he scoffed at their recklessness.

In their view, such a battle would undoubtedly be a death sentence for the Jiuzhou Chao clan.

They all murmured and talked quietly while looking at the battlefield.

"This time, in the battle at the Mountain of Ten Thousand Beasts, Jiuzhou suffered heavy losses."

"Ah... It's not easy for a single country to fight against seven countries to such an extent."

"Tell me, can the Book and Sword Marquis, as the Jiuzhou Empire calls him, win?"

"I don't know, but it's quite possible. After all, they are six saints." He didn't dare to be too confident, because before this, before Ye Tingmu killed the saint, he had said with absolute certainty that Ye Tingmu must die.

But the result was a slap in his face.

So at this moment, even in the sky, Ye Tingmu was being chased by two saints.

The Beast God was surrounded and beaten by the four saints.

The ups and downs were clear at a glance, but even with what he saw, he still didn't dare to say with 100% certainty that Ye Tingmu would definitely lose.

Because there are so many miracles in this child.

Whether it is to kill thousands of enemies with one sword, dig up the tomb of immortals, or subdue the beast god, or kill the saint with the extraordinary realm, these things are subconsciously considered impossible to happen.

But it actually happened to Ye Tingmu.

So he didn't dare to jump to conclusions.

Maybe there will be a miracle.

At this time, Dongfang Qingzhu had already joined the battlefield.

She was like a gust of wind passing by.

The sword's edge was filled with gentle and soft lightning.

Gently brushed past the side of an extraordinary person.

The lightning that emerged actually cut the opponent in half.

Shenyou killed Chaofan with one sword.

Blood splattered and she subconsciously closed her eyes.

This was the first time she had ever killed someone.

Her heart was beating fast.

But she was only stunned for a second before she came to her senses.

Because this was a battle, she had no choice.

She thrust her sword back.

Looking at the several people rushing towards him, he shouted proudly.

"Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, transforms into a dragon and rises."

“Ah…”

Centered on him.

Countless electric flashes shot out.

Her talent was also clearly visible at this moment.

The sword came out, accompanied by lightning, and five people died.

Seeing this scene, Li Gao and the little monk swallowed their saliva secretly.

Obviously they didn't expect Dongfang Qingzhu to be so strong.

The wandering spirit was in front of her like a chicken, and was killed with one sword.

Every step and every sword is formidable.

One sword and one blood mist.