Chapter 724: Bloody Battle in Miao Territory

"Ding, ding, ding!" Yue Hongling's sword moved like a dragon, repeatedly probing the location of the soul fire around the Black Miao King.

A trace of blood had already flowed from the corner of her mouth. If the opponent threw a punch casually, if she failed to dodge in time, even if she parried it, she would be injured internally, and hit the rocks next to her body in pain.

What's more troublesome is that she tried her best to find the opponent's soul fire quickly, but she still couldn't find it. It was empty.

It's a little different from the corpse puppets in the past? There is no soul fire?

Then how does it achieve self-operation?

In addition, its reaction is slower than before, and it no longer shows that it has to go to Taoyuan Town like crazy. Obviously, the person controlling it has given up even a little distraction to control this place at this moment, and is obviously in a state of fully dealing with others. This other person is 99% likely to be Zhao Changhe.

Changhe's battle made the Black Miao King here slow down. If he still can't solve it, he is unworthy of being a swordsman!

"Bang!" Another fist that could split mountains and rocks came at him, a little slower than before.

Yue Hongling didn't dodge this time, her eyes were like swords, staring at the trajectory of the fist without blinking.

"Sure enough, the soul fire must be there, but it's not in the spirit platform, not in the heart, not in the flaws, but in the most powerful fist and arm, the light is dark."

"Bang!" When the fist was about to hit her, Yue Hongling suddenly twisted her body, and the fist brushed her ribs. The strong wind brought blood to her ribs. She didn't even frown, and her arm quickly clamped the iron wrist of the Black Miao King.

"?" The Black Miao King's chaotic consciousness couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. You, your little body, are you going to die?

Even if you know that my soul fire is in my arm, you can't see the specific location for a while, and if you want to break into my arm, you must definitely focus all your strength on the tip of the sword. How can you do it in your current posture?

Chaotic consciousness flashed through her mind. The Black Miao King would not talk to her any more. He lifted her up with a wave of his arm and wanted to smash her into a pulp.

Yue Hongling's left hand had already taken out a mirror in an extremely fast manner, and it shone along her entire arm while being lifted up.

The Qinghe Mirror reflected all the evil spirits, and the faint light of soul fire flickered at the elbow.

"It's here!"

"Bang!" Yue Hongling was thrown heavily to the ground, and a huge pit was blasted out of the rocks on the ground, but at the same time she was thrown down, the magic sword in her hand slipped out of her hand and automatically stabbed down along the predetermined point.

In the chaotic mind of the Black Miao King, he did not expect that this was already a magic sword of the first-born sword spirit. He could not do too complicated things, but if there was a clear goal for it to concentrate all its strength to stab, it would still be completed without discount.

Yue Hongling poured all his strength into the sword, and the tip of the sword shone with an incomparably bright light. The terrifying power frightened the Black Miao King so much that he subconsciously stretched out his other hand to block it, but it was too late.

The divine sword flew through, and pierced the Black Miao King's elbow and arm while its owner was smashed to the ground.

It was afternoon, and there was no sunset in the sky. This soul fire was the scorching sun.

A sword broke through the iron gate, and the brilliance of the sun and the moon was extinguished.

The setting sun divine sword!

The Black Miao King looked down at the divine sword piercing his elbow, looked away, and looked at the bloody Yue Hongling in the underground pit. The lost spiritual light had a sense of revival.

He rubbed his iron throat and made a low and strange voice: "You... are amazing. Which one of the Heavenly Rankings after many years are you?"

Yue Hongling supported himself and slowly stood up, performing a standard Jianghu salute: "I am Yue Hongling, a new student, and I am on the Earthly Ranking. I would like to meet Senior Black Miao King."

"Earthly... Ranking? You are on the Earthly Ranking, who is comparable to the Heavenly Ranking?"

Yue Hongling was silent.

Footsteps were heard around, but it was the White Miao army that noticed that the movement here had subsided and began to come over to investigate.

The two turned a blind eye, and the Black Miao King continued to ask: "Where is Xia Longyuan?"

Yue Hongling said lightly: "He has passed away."

"Dead?" The Black Miao King muttered, his tone became more and more strange: "Then why should I get up?"

Yue Hongling said calmly: "You don't have to get up... A hero of a generation, but his bones have become a tool for others, which is ridiculous and sad."

The Black Miao King did not answer, slowly turned his head and looked at the approaching White Miao army: "White Miao people... Are you stopping me to protect them?"

Yue Hongling said: "Yes."

"But how do I see that they not only don't know that they were saved by you, but want to kill you?"

"...Maybe, I just hope that I have a clear conscience and it has nothing to do with the senior."

The Black Miao King laughed: "As you said, disturbing my peace and using my bones, how can it have nothing to do with me? I have to cause trouble for him anyway."

Yue Hongling's heart moved.

The Black Miao King said slowly: "It is difficult to hide the goal of this corpse controller from me... He may not want us corpse puppets who have not reached the realm of control, nor those skeleton mummies... His real goal is probably to revive the earth with the blood sacrifice of the spirit race."

As he spoke, the sword stuck in his elbow popped out with a "ding" sound and fell accurately in front of Yue Hongling.

Yue Hongling reached out to take the sword, and when he looked at him again, he was motionless and there was no sound at all.

Revive the earth?

What does this mean?

Yue Hongling didn't have the energy to think for a while. She was badly injured. She was worried that Zhao Changhe was still here talking to the Black Miao King just to try to recover. At this time, she was still in pain and extremely weak.

Turning around, the White Miao soldiers were approaching the place where an arrow could be shot. A general was shouting angrily: "Yue Hongling, how is our Sword Clan Leader?"

Yue Hongling pointed with her sword. Thousands of soldiers looked at the cold divine sword and all paused, not daring to step forward.

"Dao Qingfeng was so obsessed with power that he was deceived and mistakenly cited ancient corpses, which almost caused a catastrophe in the Miao territory. Now he is taking the blame, and there are no bones left, so why bother asking me?" Yue Hongling said coldly: "If you want to settle the account with me, , then let me kill him. Who wants to avenge him?"

The west wind blew her clothes and ponytail back, and a few strands of broken hair swept past her forehead and brushed her piercing eyes.

A man holding a sword faced thousands of troops, but no one dared to take a step forward.

This was the swordsman who had just killed the resurrected Black Miao King of Tianbang. No matter how bruised and bruised she was at the moment, her majestic and heroic appearance was branded in the eyes of the Miao people, as if she were a god.

The horse neighed, and Wu Zui came riding on the wind and landed next to Yue Hongling.

Yue Hongling looked back, her eyes turned into surprise, and she quickly rode away: "Let's go help the river!"

Everyone looked up to see it, like a sculpture.

After a long while, someone murmured: "Really a heavenly being..."

Wu Zhui was carrying Yue Hongling, who was regarded as a heavenly being by the Miao people, but there was a string of ellipses in his belly. What's the point of looking handsome? Can you still fight with your body covered in blood now? If you're still helping the river, you're probably doing it a disservice, right...

Having said that, Wu Zhui did know why Yue Hongling always wore red clothes, because it was difficult to see the blood on her body...

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the Spirit Clan stronghold in Taoyuan Town. The army below looked up and saw a flying horse carrying a woman rushing straight towards them. Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Stop, stop! What are you doing!" Countless soldiers raised their spears to the sky, and the cold light was like a forest.

"Get out of my way!" Yue Hongling waved a sword energy, and the nearest spear was broken into two pieces. The soldiers were shocked and then backed out of an open space. Yue Hongling jumped down from Wu Hao and rushed into the formation: "I am Yue Hongling. If I need to see your Queen, please get out of my way. It’s too late!”

The three words Yue Hongling are like thunder in the hearts of the Han army, and it is not unmemorable in the hearts of the Ling people. The last time there was a male and female envoy, the female was Yue Hongling...

Seeing how she was covered in blood and filled with murderous intent, no one really dared to stop her. The army separated like breaking waves, allowing her to rush into the secret cave and disappear.

Wu Zhui breathed a sigh of relief, circled in the air a few times, and found a place to hide.

It turns out I can still fight... That's okay, the Taishang Sword Body is really awesome.

Having said that, the master and this woman are really compatible in every sense of the word. But my mistress, Wu Zhui, is Miss Cui, which is really annoying.