Chapter 410 [A sword coming from the west, clouds move in all directions]

In front of Baiyun City's army, Murong Bo's long robe was swaying wildly in the wind. He looked deeply at Murong Jue's figure who was quickly stabbing him with a sword.

There were streaks of sword light in front of him, and he stabbed towards Murong Jue without hesitation.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

"Kang Dang... Bang Dang..."

When the long swords in the hands of the two men collided violently, the sound of swords clanging simultaneously could be heard from the battlefield.

The figures of the two men took turns changing in the battlefield, leaving a series of afterimages, and a fierce bloody battle began.

When Murong Jue and Murong Bo fell into a bloody battle, the three armies of Baiyun City, Black Demon Cult, and Biyou Palace immediately fought together like swarms of swarms.

After the three armies were engaged in a bloody battle for three hours, there were only more than 2,000 people left in total.

There are a total of 1,700 people left in Biyou Palace and the Black Demon Sect, while the army in Baiyun City has also been sharply reduced to more than 1,100 people.

Most of the martial arts cultivation of the three armies are only at the realm of earth martial arts and heavenly martial arts, and only a few personnel have reached the realm of Xuanwu.

As the battle progressed into the fourth hour, the number of Xuanwu-level personnel in the three armies was reduced to just over twenty. This was undoubtedly a brutal and bloody battle for the three armies.

The war started with more than 7,000 people, and quickly increased to more than 2,000 people, with more than 5,000 people dead.

Seeing the scene of corpses strewn everywhere inside and outside Baiyun City, a scene of rivers of blood, seeing one of his disciples dying in front of his eyes, and being unable to stand up again, the remaining members of the three armies were completely stunned.

, as long as they can still stand up, as long as they can still wave the weapons in their hands, their fighting spirit suddenly rises in their hearts, and they charge into the local army without a trace of fear.

At this moment, the remaining members of the three-party army have already forgotten life and death. For them at this moment, death is so close to them, but they don't have any fear in their hearts. Instead, they feel that they can quickly

Dying in battle is a great honor.

If they can kill more enemy soldiers before they die in battle, give their disciples a chance to live, and win victory for their sect, then their death will be more meaningful.

A man is born in heaven and earth, so he should naturally stand between heaven and earth. For a real warrior, for a man with a military soul and blood in his body, death is just a small process before reincarnation.

Death is not terrible.

What is terrible is the shrinking and retreat in the heart when facing death.

For a man and a soldier, death is definitely not the final end of life.

Death, being able to die on the battlefield or dying to kill the enemy, is just another rebirth of life.

This kind of rebirth is called faith.

This kind of belief comes from the depths of the soul, from every person who has blood but has not lost it.

People with this belief, even if they die on the battlefield, even if their bodies are gone after death, their souls will exist in this world forever.

It exists deep in the soul of every person with faith and blood.

Although their bodies died, their souls and their beliefs will exist forever.

Driven by this belief, the three armies did not hesitate and were not afraid of death. There was a resolute and murderous aura flowing throughout their bodies and every cell in their bodies, and they violently attacked the enemy.

Kill him.

Among them, the Baiyun City army is the most prominent.

The disciples of Baiyun City have accepted the concept of guarding the holy land of Baiyun City to the death since childhood. For the disciples of the holy land of Baiyun City, Baiyun City is a sacred place in their hearts and must not be captured by the enemy.

If Baiyun City is once captured by the enemy, it means that the holy land in their hearts will be read by the enemy, and the faith in their hearts will be trampled on by the enemy.

They don't want to see such a consequence, and they will never let it happen.

Therefore, when faced with the fierce attacks launched by the armies of Biyou Palace and the Black Demon Cult, none of the disciples on the Baiyun City side backed down.

Every disciple is determined to die to defend the dignity of the Holy Land Baiyun City.

Every disciple, with the determination to defend Baiyun City to the death and never let the enemy completely capture Baiyun City, launched a fierce counterattack against the coalition forces of the Black Demon Sect and Biyou Palace.

When the fierce battle between the three armies continued for the seventh hour, the personnel of the three armies had been reduced to a total of only more than 1,100 people.

There are still more than 900 people left in the armies of Biyou Palace and the Black Demon Sect, but the army in Baiyun City has been drastically reduced to only more than 200 people.

This is tantamount to fatal for the entire war situation.

If the army of Baiyun City continues to decrease like this, the entire army of Baiyun City will definitely be wiped out, and there will no longer be any chance to defeat the armies of the Black Demon Sect and Biyou Palace.

Not to mention protecting Baiyun City from being captured by the enemy.

However, when the battle situation became more and more intense, the army of Baiyun City no longer had any resistance, and the entire battle situation was almost one-sided in favor of the Black Demon Sect and Biyou Palace.

Although the Baiyun City army was still desperately resisting the attacks of the Black Demon Cult and Bi You Gong armies, with no disciples taking a step back, the entire defense line had been completely destroyed by the Black Demons because of the rapid decrease in the number of members of the army, who died on the spot one after another.

The two armies of the Jiao and Biyou Palace broke through and pushed the battlefield directly outside the inner hall of Baiyun City.

Murong Bo, who had been fighting with Murong Jue at high altitude, was unable to save his disciples from Baiyun City. He could only watch his disciples from Baiyun City fall to the hands of the Black Demon Sect and Bi.

Under the butcher's knives of the two armies in You Palace, he looked so pale and helpless.

"ah……."

Seeing his disciples in Baiyun City fall into a pool of blood one by one, unable to stand up again, Murong Bo, who was in the middle of a bloody battle with Murong Jue, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared: "Murong Jue, in this life, I, Murong Bo,

Bo vows to kill you with his own hands to comfort the souls of thousands of my disciples who died in the battle in Baiyun City, to comfort my Xianbei people, and to comfort my Xianbei ancestors."

"The flying immortal from the sky, the eighth level, a sword coming from the west, the clouds in all directions move..."

After shouting to the sky, Murong Bo's body instantly erupted with a thick white light, covering his entire body in it. The long sword in his hand seemed to sense the changes in the true energy in the master's body, and suddenly erupted.

There was a fierce sword sound of "chichichi", and his body flashed rapidly in the sky, and he stabbed towards Murong Jue on the opposite side.

"A sword comes from the west, and the clouds move in all directions? As far as I know, this is already the full strength you can use. I will wait for you to use your full strength." He looked at Murong Bo's fierce sword thrust towards him suddenly.

, Murong Jue did not even bother to look at it, and said coldly: "After this sword strike, you will become a complete useless person. This sword sword is also the last sword strike in your life. Murong Bo, take my sword."

"Ninety-nine times without form, everything changes suddenly..."

"Murong Bo, my Netherworld Sword Technique has been practiced to the ninth level. It has no form and everything changes suddenly. Although your Heavenly Flying Immortal Sword Technique can overcome my Netherworld Sword Technique, you have only practiced it to the ninth level at this time.

At the eighth level, a sword comes from the west, and the clouds move in all directions. I have not yet reached the ninth level. The human sword merges into one, and ten thousand swords return to the clan. Therefore, you are not my opponent at all."

"Suffer death, Murong Bo."

After Murong Jue said coldly, his eyes narrowed, and a burst of black energy suddenly filled his whole body, and he swung his sword and stabbed Murong Bo fiercely.

The figures of Murong Bo and Murong Jue were like lightning flashing across the sky at this moment. On the two long swords in their hands, there was a natural white sword light and a whole body flashing.

The dark black sword glow.

When the white sword light and black sword light flashing from the two long swords suddenly surged and rolled on the long sword structure, and scattered in all directions, they were like a white giant dragon and a black dragon.

There was a burst of bites high in the sky, and two deafening sword sounds were heard.

"Chi..."

"Chichichi..."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

Before the long swords in the hands of the two people really touched anything, a series of violent sword sounds came from the mid-air, causing a surge of wind and clouds in the entire sky...

After a turbulent storm broke out in the sky, an extremely strong coercion immediately poured down from the high altitude, directly blowing the three armies trapped in the battle below suddenly away, and knocked them down heavily.

On the ground, countless people died on the spot.

"Boom..."

When the three armies caught in the battle below were blown away by the raging sword sounds that poured down from the sky, and fell heavily to the ground, the long sword offensive in the hands of Murong Bo and Murong Jue finally started violently.

Colliding together at high altitude...

As soon as the long swords in the hands of the two collided violently high in the sky, a trembling sound of mountains and rivers, and a surging wind, immediately formed a vortex from high in the sky, and flew rapidly in all directions...

..

Wherever the whirlpool formed by the fierce sound of the sword struck, the clouds in the sky were instantly blown away, leaving no trace.

"ah……"

When the fierce sword cry resounded from high in the sky, swinging rapidly in all directions, Murong Bo, who was high in the sky, suddenly let out a long and painful roar. His entire body seemed to have lost all strength, and he quickly moved towards

The ground fell violently.

"Boom..."

After a heavy sound resounded on the ground, Murong Bo's body fell heavily to the ground, and bright red blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth. A wound that penetrated his back appeared on his left chest.

His face was filled with blood, his face turned purple, his eyes were dull, and his whole person was no longer the same as before.

After Murong Bo's body fell heavily to the ground, Murong Bo's long sword fell to the ground from high altitude, making a crisp "clang...clang" sound, and landed on Murong Bo's right hand.
Chapter completed!