above the sky.

Ye Jiuxing was fighting with the two ancestors, and the fight was fierce.

[Ding, congratulations to the host, you have killed a warrior in the Yin-Yang realm and gained ten years of cultivation! ]

[Ding, congratulations to the host, you have killed a Saint Realm warrior and gained a hundred years of cultivation! ]

[Ding, congratulations to the host, you have killed a Saint Realm warrior and gained a hundred years of cultivation]

Suddenly, a series of system prompts rang in Ye Jiuxing's ears.

After hearing the system prompt, Ye Jiuxing became very excited and fought more and more vigorously.

What does this mean?
Won!

The ground battlefield has been won!

The Liangshan generals broke the Fantianfudi formation.

Once the Liangshan generals have slaughtered all the strong men in Wuchang Mansion and Qingyun Fudi, they will be able to support him!

Ye Jiuxing was happy, but the ancestors Wuchang and Qingyun who were fighting with him had extremely gloomy faces at this time, and they suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Damn!

Lost again!
Are Yan Zun and Qing Yun useless?
He had already handed over a complete version of the Earth-shaking Formation, but the two still lost.

Pulled around and moved the whole body.

Defeat on the ground battlefield will directly determine the outcome of the battlefield.

"withdraw!"

Patriarch Wuchang took a deep breath and said unwillingly.

Ancestor Qingyun's expression changed and she felt extremely heavy. She really wanted to kill Ye Jiuxing at all costs and eliminate the trouble forever.

But now, the war situation is extremely unfavorable to them.

If you continue to delay, you may end up getting stuck in a quagmire.

never mind!

Retreat!
Survive first, then find a chance to take revenge.

Ancestor Qingyun glared at Ye Jiuxing fiercely, his beautiful eyes filled with endless murderous intent. He tapped his toes lightly, turned into a stream of light, and rushed away into the distance.

"Go away!"

Seeing this, Ye Jiuxing became a little anxious.

How can you escape?

I haven't fought enough!
boom!
Ye Jiuxing was filled with murderous intent. He raised his sword and used his body skills to the extreme, leaving countless afterimages in the sky, and chased after the Old Ancestor Wuchang and the Old Ancestor Qingyun.

As if they sensed someone behind them, Patriarch Wuchang and Patriarch Qingyun were startled and ran away even faster.

You chase!

I run away!
Just don’t fight!
Faced with this situation, Ye Jiuxing was somewhat speechless, and he had a new understanding of the cowardice of Ancestor Wuchang and Ancestor Qingyun.

These two people.
What a coward!

When they encounter danger, even just a little bit of danger, they lose the desire to fight and choose to escape in panic.

Ye Jiuxing chased for a while but still couldn't catch up.

I just stopped chasing her.

He stood in place, holding the sword in his right hand, continuously injecting spiritual energy into it. When the sword burst into an incomparable light, his eyes focused and he suddenly threw the sword out.

boom!
The sword broke through the air, making a sharp sound.

The escaping Wuchang Patriarch suddenly felt a chill on his back. He turned his head quickly and saw a sword energy approaching rapidly, like a giant dragon with bared fangs and claws.

A strong sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

Subconsciously, he dodged to the side.

But as soon as he moved, the sword energy moved with him, locking him tightly and making it impossible for him to get rid of it.

"Damn it!"

Ancestor Wuchang's heart sank, his expression became ferocious, and he turned around abruptly.

Can't escape!
Since you can't escape, just fight hard!

"Impermanence, the ghost den!"

The old ancestor Wuchang dragged his wounded body and let out an angry roar. Thick black gas emanated from his whole body and accumulated around his body, forming a ghost den that was ten thousand feet in size.

In this den of ghosts, eerie ghost energy floats, transforming into countless evil spirits, roaring for eternity.

Ancestor Wuchang was surrounded by thousands of evil spirits, with his black hair flying, and his whole aura became extremely evil, like a king among ghosts.

"Yu!"

Ancestor Wuchang roared.

In the ghost den, countless ghosts broke through the air, roared, and blocked the Supreme Ancestor in front of him, forming a defensive shield.

call out!
After the shield was formed, the sword energy fell.

The moment of contact, the shield formed by countless ghosts was pierced by the sword blade, shattered into pieces, and turned into countless ghostly auras, disappearing.

After destroying the shield, the power of the sword was slightly reduced, but it still struck down with unstoppable force.

Ancestor Wuchang could only watch the sword energy fall and block it with his arms in front of him.

boom!
The war sword fell.

It pierced through his arms easily and then penetrated into the body of the Old Ancestor Wuchang, penetrating his entire body.

Finally, the sword fell on a huge mountain thousands of miles away.

Spots of blood.

Across thousands of domains.

"what!"

The old ancestor Wuchang screamed, waved his two broken arms, suppressed the fear in his heart, turned around and fled into the distance.

After a while, he disappeared without a trace.

call!
A gentle breeze blew.

Ye Jiuxing then appeared. He stood in the sky, looking at the fleeing Wuchang Patriarch, shook his head with regret, and muttered to himself: "Let them escape anyway!"

It is too difficult to hunt down a great emperor warrior!

Whether it was last time or this time.

They all had the opportunity to keep Ancestor Wuchang and Ancestor Qingyun, but in the end, they failed.

"but."

But the next moment, Ye Jiuxing looked at the two broken arms in the void, sneered, and whispered: "In the short term, Ancestor Wuchang will not have the strength to fight again!"

Ancestor Wuchang is ruined!

The emperor is strong.

But he is not an immortal after all, and his broken arms cannot heal in a short time.

call out!
Two words of emotion.

Ye Jiuxing waved his hand casually, and a stream of light shot out and landed on the two broken arms. With a "bang", it turned into powder.

After doing all this, Ye Jiuxing shook his body and flew towards the battlefield on the ground.

at this time.

The ground battlefield is also coming to an end.

With the concerted efforts of the Liangshan generals and the civil and military ministers of Daxia, almost all the strong men from Wuchang Mansion and Qingyun Fudi were killed.

Only a few high-level warriors in the Saint Realm, such as Yan Zun and Yun Xuan, are still resisting stubbornly.

"I surrender!"

Suddenly, Yan Zun shouted loudly.

The world fell silent.

Whether it was the strong men from the Great Xia Dynasty or the Wuchang Mansion, they were all dumbfounded.

surrender?

Surrender at this time!
Song Jiang, Zhuge Liang and others looked at each other, somewhat conflicted. Should they accept the surrender?
"kill!"

crucial moment.

Ye Jiuxing's voice fell from the sky.

Still want to surrender?

dream!

You fought, and in the end you found you couldn't win, so you thought of surrendering. How can such a good thing happen in this world?
"kill!"

Upon hearing this, Song Jiang, Zhuge Liang, Guiguzi and others no longer hesitated and launched another fierce attack.

Hundreds of attacks broke through the air.

Under these attacks, Yan Zun was like being immobilized by a spell and couldn't move.

boom!
There was a muffled sound.

Yan Zun's body was directly destroyed, shattered into pieces, and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

died!

The Lord of Wuchang Palace has fallen!

Zhuge Liang, Li Guang, Bai Qi and others did not stop. They waved their weapons and rushed towards the remaining strong men in Wuchang Mansion and Qingyun Blessed Land with great momentum.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword!
Screams were heard everywhere!

One-sided massacre!

Soon, the ground was filled with corpses. (End of this chapter)