After all the sacrifices have been made to speed pass, who is still practicing hard skills?

next moment.

Zheng!
The sword resounds through heaven and earth and shines in the void.

Jiang Che raised his hand and swung his sword, tearing the sky and the earth apart. The ten thousand foot long sword light fell in an instant and directly locked onto Hu Yuanlie's aura.

"Even if I die, you will be buried with me!"

The wild and blood-red-eyed man suddenly let out a roar, and the aura around him surged, and it was obvious that he directly burned his own yang spirit and blood, and his breath soared.

He swung the sword in his hand and chopped it out directly.

The blade light filled with the power of rules collided with the golden sword energy, and a violent roar was heard instantly. Under such an impact, within a radius of 100,000 feet.

Almost all the soldiers were wiped out.

The surroundings were in a mess.

Such a terrifying confrontation directly illuminated the sky and the earth. In the darkness, a golden sun appeared, which could be seen clearly within a radius of 100 miles.

Countless barbarian soldiers raised their heads, and nearly twenty Northern Barbarian Martial Saints turned their gazes to the fighting position, with a hint of hope in their eyes.

At this moment, they have been suppressed by the Martial Saint from the Central Plains. Although the opponent's number is not as large as theirs, their strength is superior to theirs. They can only place their hopes on the Khan.

But little did they know that at this moment their Khan had already determined to die.

"It's just a trapped beast that still fights!"

Faced with Hu Yuanlie's sudden outburst, Old Ancestor Ku Rong was not moved at all. Even a rabbit will bite when it is angry. At this moment, Hu Yuanlie's outburst of such power is nothing to be afraid of.

After all, even if it burns itself, how long can it burn?
Now they have the advantage and can afford to wait.

The consumption can also kill Hu Yuanlie.

After the thought came to his mind, Patriarch Ku Rong had no more scruples this time and directly summoned out the Azure Holy Cauldron seized from the Witch God Temple. After many days of sacrifice and refinement, it was no exaggeration to say that this holy weapon was as easy as using one's own arm for him.

Directly mobilize the Holy Tripod to suppress it.

Then, he did not hold back at all, and with a flick of the crutch in his hand, the endless rules of life surged, overwhelming Hu Yuanlie and turning into a divine palm that held up the sky.

Falling with a crash.

Jiang Che was not idle either. Hu Yuanlie's outburst was within his expectations, so he was not surprised. He raised his hand and mobilized the power of the Emperor's Sword and killed him directly.

Faced with this situation, Hu Yuanlie exhaled a breath, raised his hand and grasped a yellow jade seal the size of a baby's fist hanging on his chest, and then endless magic power poured in.

Let out a loud shout:
"Royal Court National Destiny, Open!"

Hu Yuanlie's voice was like thunder, shaking the void, and the moment his voice fell, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky above the sky.

Then, the national destiny poured down from the blue sky, constantly surging between heaven and earth, revealing the majestic power of God.

Endless national destiny gathered on the golden sword. Suddenly, the terrifying aura on Yuan Lie's blade surged wildly, as if it had increased several levels in an instant, and he raised his hand and slashed.

A thousand-foot-long blade light flashed across the sky and earth, directly shattering the void, and easily destroyed the divine palm transformed by the old ancestor Ku Rong. Then, it seemed as if there was still some strength left.

It hit the sword light that Jiang Che slashed out again.

The three terrifying forces once again erupted with a violent roar in the void, and the thousand-foot void at the center of the confrontation was completely annihilated and turned into nothing under this blow.

"what?!"

When Patriarch Ku Rong saw this, he was immediately shocked.

He could sense that Hu Yuanlie's desperate fight would be extraordinary, but he did not expect that the opponent would be so terrifying and could fight two people at once and not be at a disadvantage.

It's simply unimaginable.

This even surpassed the magical powers of Ye Jingji, the previous master of the Witch God Temple.

National destiny!

It’s national destiny!
When Patriarch Ku Rong saw this, his gaze suddenly turned to Jiang Che.

At this moment, Jiang Che also had a solemn expression on his face. He almost forgot that the Northern Barbarian Royal Court was also an empire with the power of national destiny, and Hu Yuanlie was the Khan of the royal court.

He is definitely qualified to mobilize the power of national destiny.

It was just that Hu Yuanlie did not use it in the last battle, so he subconsciously ignored this matter.

"How to do?"

Ancestor Ku Rong asked via voice transmission.

"Keep doing it."

Jiang Che uttered a few words expressionlessly.

"But he."

“Hu Yuanlie has just mobilized the national destiny at this critical moment, so there must be limitations. Otherwise, he would never have been able to gain the upper hand in the last battle. This king is going to give it a try.

Is his royal court's national fortune stronger, or is my dynasty's national fortune stronger?"

Jiang Che snorted coldly and mobilized more of the dynasty's national destiny without hesitation. Although he had consumed a lot of the power of national destiny in several battles, there was still about 30% left.

It can definitely sustain a few more major wars.

He would definitely not let go of this good opportunity to kill the opponent.

The harder it is to kill Hu Yuanlie, the more he wants to kill him!

"it is good!"

Seeing that Jiang Che was still eager to fight, Patriarch Ku Rong stopped trying to persuade him. After all, even if Hu Yuanlie possessed the fortune of a country, he would never be able to defeat the two of them working together.

It's just a delay of some time.

He immediately urged the crutches and the Azure Holy Cauldron in his hands to continue killing the opponent.

And just as Jiang Che had expected, the national destiny mobilized by Hu Yuanlie was indeed problematic. It could even be said that with his ability, he could only mobilize less than 10% of the national destiny.

The remaining 90% is not under his control.

The Northern Barbarian Royal Court is not like the Central Plains Dynasty, which has supreme authority. Although it is much better than the Baiyue countries in the southern border, there is still a behemoth above the royal court.

That is the Barbarian Temple controlled by the High Priest Zhelin.

The Temple is the undisputed ruler of the grassland, and his royal court, although it has some power, is completely unable to make decisions.

Since the establishment of the Royal Court, most of the power of national destiny that has been gathered has been taken away by the high priest Zhelin in recent years, leaving him with less than 10% of the national destiny.

It is precisely for this reason that he cherishes it so much that he didn't even use it during the last battle because he couldn't bear to part with it.

Originally, he was quite resentful towards High Priest Zhelin regarding this matter, and even raised objections several times. However, all these problems disappeared after High Priest Zhelin gave him a treasure of rules.

It was because of that treasure of rules that he was able to comprehend the rules of fire.

At this moment, he couldn't hold on for too long. After all, he had national luck, and Jiang Che also had it, even more than him, even though his combat power had greatly increased.

But it is impossible to fight two at once.

Seeing that Jiang Che and the old ancestor Ku Rong were not scared away, a look of determination flashed across Hu Yuanlie's eyes, and he roared to the sky:
"Everyone in my royal court, from the Martial Saint to the soldiers, must now prioritize escaping. I will cover your retreat. Move quickly! Move quickly!"

The mighty sound, with the blessing of magic power, stretched for a hundred miles. At this moment, all the Northern Barbarian soldiers who were in chaos in the camp heard it.

All the Northern Barbarian warriors who were fighting the Central Plains Martial Saint also heard this, and their faces showed shock and sorrow. Even the Khan couldn't hold back.

At this moment, I can only cover their retreat!

We lost this battle!

And it was a crushing defeat.

However, at this moment, they obviously did not have the time to think too much. The words "move quickly" continued to echo in the sky, and many Northern Barbarian Martial Saints gritted their teeth.

After all, they were unwilling to stay here and be buried with him. Except for a few people, the rest of the Northern Barbarian Martial Saints fled in all directions at the same time, no longer considering fighting as their top priority.

At this moment, escaping is their most important thing.

Of course, in such a fierce battle, it is not as easy to leave as imagined. It is not easy to get such a great opportunity, and all the martial saints in the Central Plains do not want to miss it.

Otherwise, it will inevitably cause trouble in the future.

They all used their magical powers recklessly and tried their best to entangle their opponents.

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As for those ordinary Northern Barbarian soldiers, it is difficult for them to leave now. With their speed, they can't get far even if they run. Any Martial Saint can slaughter them.

The only ones who really have a hope of escaping are the Xuandan Grandmasters and the Shenxiang Grandmasters.

However, under this chaotic situation, the entire Northern Barbarian Camp completely collapsed. Countless people screamed and fled frantically. In the blink of an eye, the camp was in chaos.

As for why Hu Yuanlie said such a thing, it was actually very simple, because he knew that Jiang Che's target was himself, and he had already blocked the void and was facing siege.

Even if he tried his best to mobilize the country's destiny, it would be almost impossible for him to escape.

His death was almost certain.

He was indeed afraid of death, but he did not want the entire royal court's strength to be completely destroyed in this battle. If he did not let those strong men leave and stayed behind, no one would be able to escape.

And once Jiang Che sets out on his northern expedition to the grasslands, the royal court, having lost its ability to fight, will surely face a devastating disaster.

Although he also knew that not many people could escape from today's battle, but even if there were one or two more Martial Saints, at least the grassland would still be able to fight under the leadership of the high priest in the future.

As for him, as an emperor, he should die when he should.

After the roar, Hu Yuanlie had no more scruples and burned everything he had wantonly. He even advanced instead of retreating and killed Jiang Che straight away.

Faced with such a situation, Jiang Che's eyes were cold and without any concentration. He immediately mobilized the power of national destiny to confront the opponent head-on. In a short moment, the two of them started fighting each other.

Because of the endless roar.

Patriarch Ku Rong snorted coldly and joined the battlefield without hesitation.

A war of epic proportions breaks out again.

"You fought well, hehehe"

A hundred miles away from the Northern Barbarian camp, a dark cloud shrouded in darkness and death did not seem out of place at all, and in the calm void, the voice of Qingtian Sect Leader Duan Yuntian was heard.

His real body did leave this place, but he still left some backup plans, ready to witness with his own eyes the battle he had provoked, and watched Jiang Che launch a surprise attack under his lure.

He was extremely happy.

As I said, it doesn’t matter who wins or loses between the Northern Barbarian Grassland and the Central Plains of China. What matters is that he is the final winner, watching more and more death energy gathering and watching more and more national fortunes of both sides being consumed.

He was simply overjoyed.

Soon, soon.

If a few more people die, the door to the burial area will be opened. As long as any strong man at the level of True Immortal is sent out from the burial area, he will be able to completely control this area.

And he was the biggest contributor to this battle.

As for Jiang Che, whether he surrenders or not, he will not be able to escape the fate of being enslaved when the true immortal descends. The only difference is that if he surrenders now, he will have development in the future.

When the true immortal comes to the world, the initiative will no longer be in Jiang Che's hands.

"Die, die, hehe, hahahahahaha"

In the lonely void, Duan Yuntian laughed unscrupulously, as if he was watching a big drama led by him, and now, it was the most critical moment.

The war continues.

Both the Northern Barbarian Martial Saint and the Central Plains Martial Saint were engaged in a melee at this moment. However, in the great battle in the Northern Barbarian camp, there were less than ten Martial Saints left on both sides.

The battlefields for the rest of the Martial Saints had already been moved.

One side is running away, the other side is chasing.

The entire land of Youzhou will become their arena.

And within the camp, the most crucial battle was the fight between Feng Wuji, the chief of the Imperial Guards, and Gu Ming, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Barbarians' court.

It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt ten of them.

One Gu Ming is enough to match several ordinary Martial Saints.

There is no other reason, this person is a powerful person in the human fairyland.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Feng Yujiang had locked his target on the opponent. As for Feng Wuji, he was originally planning to slaughter the other Northern Barbarian Martial Saints, but after Hu Yuanlie's words came out.

He immediately changed his target and locked onto the human immortal Gu Ming.

Obviously, he had the same plan as Feng Yujiang.

Under the siege of the two human immortals, even though the human immortal Gu Ming was quite powerful, he still couldn't resist. In just a short moment, he fell into an absolute disadvantage.

At this moment, it is even more shaky and almost falling.

He could only keep shouting out some words to provoke Feng Yujiang, hoping that the other party would fight him fairly. However, neither Feng Wuji nor Feng Yujiang paid attention to his barking.

What a joke.

Fight alone?

When the northern barbarians invaded the Central Plains before, they brought a large army to the border and overwhelmed the enemy with their force.

Now, they have the advantage, so of course they have the final say.

As the battle continued, the remaining few Northern Barbarian Martial Saints who had not escaped from the camp began to show expressions of despair, and some even wanted to beg for mercy.

But no one paid any attention to it.

As for the ordinary soldiers in the Northern Barbarians' camp, no one paid attention to them at this moment. It is true that some masters and grand masters fled from here, but more people could not escape at all.

Because even the aftermath of the Martial Saint was not something they could contend with.

If the two armies were facing each other and forming a military formation, they could still fight against the Martial Saint. However, in such a chaotic situation, let alone forming a military formation, it would be lucky not to be affected.

It is impossible to organize an effective military formation.

For this reason, the current melee among the Martial Saints was a massacre for them.

The massacre was comparable to a natural disaster. Countless Northern Barbarian soldiers were killed, not even their bodies were left intact. In the blink of an eye, they were transformed into blood mist under the coverage of the area.

——————(End of this chapter)