Ji Wan stood beside the teleportation array, watching the real-time battle situation coming in from there, his heart was in turmoil, especially when he saw the rapidly rising death toll.
He even took out the messenger bird on the spot, ready to send a message to Cui Min at any time, asking him to immediately switch routes to provide support.
"No, this death rate is too high. I can't accept it. I must let Rucheng come back immediately."
Sui Ruoxu nodded and said, "Your Highness, the teleportation array at Rucheng is ready. As long as the message is passed, people will be able to reach Chenjun immediately."
"Since that's the case, have the soldiers on Rucheng's side turn around immediately.
"Use the teleportation array to quickly support Chen Jun! No matter what, we must stop the enemy first." Ji Wan released the messenger bird in his hand.
In war, the key is to retreat when the enemy advances. If they don't want to be slaughtered like pigs by Xie's soldiers, they can only maneuver slowly.
However, now with the teleportation array, the support speed of our soldiers has increased rapidly.
Ji Wan looked at the pattern on the teleportation array, which flickered, and was just about to pick up the latest battle report.
But it felt like a sea of thick and terrifying murderous intent suddenly attacking from behind.
All the hairs on her body suddenly stood up.
He immediately turned around and cast a spell, and spiritual power instantly rushed out from his meridians and was cleared out in an instant, but it only stopped the man a little.
The sharp tip of the sword came straight towards her forehead, and the pure black sword body carried an unparalleled bloodthirsty aura.
A fishy wind blew in my face.
The man holding the sword was a pale man.
Ji Wan was sure that this person was really white all over, including his hair, clothes, skin, eyelashes, and eyeballs, without any other color.
Meeting that gaze that was as if he was looking at a dead person, Ji Wan's thoughts changed rapidly.
The personal formation on her waist given by Tuoba Feng could not hold out for more than a second under the long sword before it was shattered like glass.
Xiao Ling's shadow appeared, and the formation instantly reached its peak.
He placed his hands on Ji Wan's wrists, trying to lend her strength, but it still didn't work. In the blink of an eye, the black sword dispersed it.
Ji Wan thought to himself that it was bad, because the highly skilled Lin Chanhua had already gone to the battlefield in Chenjun.
By her side were only a mortal, Cui Zhe, and Sui Ruoxu, who had become a mortal again.
Her master was thousands of miles away at Moxiang Academy and couldn't come to save her.
It's over.
Ji Wan felt a chill in his heart, and he could already smell the fishy odor of the sword.
Her eyes flashed, and she suddenly felt a sense of relief as if she was ready to die.
The faces of the street vendors and the people on the street when she transformed Qingshizhou kept appearing in her mind.
There was also the look of gratitude on the faces of the people who were trapped under wooden stakes during the earthquake and were later rescued by her personally.
Has the tip of the sword pierced his forehead?
How many years have you been in this world? Are you going to die?
"Bang!" Ji Wan's eyes suddenly widened.
The pale-covered man was slapped away a hundred meters away, smashing the roadside stalls filled with handicrafts into pieces.
Unexpectedly, the man was able to find the right direction and steady himself immediately after being thrown down.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. Ji Wan raised his head and looked at Dawn, who was still dressed in blue.
I don’t know why, but I suddenly had the illusion that I would have to take care of my cheap master in his old age.
"My dear disciple, Master came quickly this time, didn't he? Hehe, he sensed that you were in danger and came here immediately!"
She raised her hand and touched her forehead which had been scratched by the sword energy.
He relaxed his expression and ignored his cheap master's teasing.
He simply turned around and called out to Sui Ruoxu, who was already anxious as an ant on the hot pan: "Xuanxiao, come and take a closer look. Master never fights outside the [realm]. Once Master takes the person inside, he won't be able to see them anymore."
Sui Ruoxu: “…” My lord, please calm down.
Ji Wan smiled and set her sights on the man who was covered in paleness.
Without saying a word, this man chopped at his cheap master fiercely. His snow-white lips made him look like a paper-made figure.
Still looking very pale.
The two men fought in an instant. Ji Wan was so fast that he couldn't see clearly from below. He didn't know how long it took before Master Poxiao finally got close to the man.
He grabbed the person and waved his hand casually, and a hole appeared in the [boundary], instantly sucking the two people in.
"Master, what is this? Breaking the barrier with bare hands? Is this a powerful person in the Tribulation Crossing Stage?"
Cui Zhe, who had just been struck and blown away by the sword energy, finally stood up with the help of Ji Wan.
Now there are two disabled people.
Looking at the city guards who arrived late, Ji Wan understood.
Just now, from the assassination by the man in white, to being rescued by Master Poxiao, and then to the man in white being caught by Master Poxiao at close range and brought into the [realm].
This series of events ended within half a minute.
Ji Wan was already very relieved that they were able to come here under the pressure of the two immortal cultivators.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, how are you?"
The people who were standing aside and didn't dare to move forward seemed to have realized what was happening and rushed over with a clamor.
"Hey, I'm fine..."
After saying that, Ji Wan was surrounded by the crowd again.
Sui Ruoxu sighed and said helplessly, "Fellow villagers, please make way for me and let His Highness have a look at the wound on his forehead!"
Over there, the people seemed to have just remembered something and began to retreat, each with a worried look on their face.
After wiping the bright red blood from his forehead, Ji Wan smiled at the people, then turned around and headed straight for Bincheng Sanatorium under the protection of a group of guards.
After landing, seeing the extremely nervous face of the captain of the escort team, Ji Wan took the opportunity to comfort him: "It's okay, it's not your fault, I'm fine."
After saying that, she was the first to leave the teleportation array. She wanted to bandage the wound quickly and then come back to check the battle report of Chenjun.
The other side.
Grabbing the collar of the hairy white man, Dawn had just landed in the [boundary] when he was met with a sword in front of him.
Poxiao let out a cry, dodged sideways, and was forced to let go of his subordinate's collar.
"Young man, your swordsmanship is quite good. I wonder who taught you this?"
"I don't learn from anyone. I came here just to get payment for the elixir." The pale-faced man finally spoke.
Her voice was hoarse, and not at all as charming as Sui Ruoxu's.
Poxiao sneered: "Why? Cui's ancestors only dared to send you to die, but didn't dare to fight me themselves?
I'm looking for you sword cultivators. Don't you know that sword cultivators are the most difficult to deal with?
It will cause me trouble!"
"Senior, you are too modest." A hoarse voice sounded, but the attack from his hands never stopped.
Poxiao frowned, annoyed by the swordsman's moves. His whole body was so sharp that it seemed as if he could kill someone with just his momentum.
There are more moves than those using magic, and they are all extremely lethal. Tsk, what a trouble!
Poxiao said with an impatient expression, "Sword cultivators are indeed the most annoying.
Today I will capture you and give you to my good disciple as a servant!
Otherwise, if you come to practice sword cultivation again in the future, I will have to personally intercept you monsters!"
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