"Emperor Wanyan was defeated by Emperor Taizu of Wen Yao Ruoyu, and the Later Jin Dynasty surrendered to Dawen."

"Toyotomi Hideyoshi and Yang Yanzhao exposed their eighth level cultivation."

"Li Yijian is so arrogant that he is attacking ordinary soldiers."

When she saw the third piece of information, even Song Kai, who was left with only his soul, couldn't help but feel trembling.

He knew very well that although the conventions of various countries only stated that the eight realms should not attack ordinary people, the seven realms were divided into tacitly.

In the face of countless people, although Li Yijian is protected by Beili, it may not be easy in the future. Even if he does not cause the eighth level attack from the Southern Song Dynasty, he will be besieged by countless powerful people in the seventh level.

After all, no force is willing to see that one day its soldiers are also attacked by this unruly seven-level attack.

"Is it for Jiang Siyu?"

Thinking of Jiang Siyu who had lost the news, Song Kai fell silent without realizing it.

He could somewhat guess why Li Yijian did such a stupid thing, and the more he guessed, the stronger his hatred for Beili became.

Just when he was speechless, smoke and dust suddenly rose from the distance, and then countless soldiers rushed from outside the horizon. The leaders were Luo Weikun, Yang Lulu, Guo Jiahui and other remnants of the Yuan Dynasty.

Song Kai raised his hand and turned the information into ashes. Then he looked at the approaching Daluo soldiers. His thoughts circulated, and the ground around him suddenly burst out wildly. He crawled out from the armored and sword-wearing warriors. In just a few breaths, an army of tens of thousands of warriors had completely blocked the entire road.

Suddenly, seeing so many skeleton regenerating troops intercepting the road ahead, Luo Weikun, Yang Lulu and others all had a slightly slight expression. Luo Weikun, wearing a battle robe, looked at him a few times, reached out to stop Yang Lulu who wanted to take action, and sang: "Do you dare to ask if Iron Yijun is in front of you?"

The dense dark bone warriors separated a passage from left to right like a tide. Song Kai, who was covered with ugly armor, stepped out from it, and his green ghostly fire-like eyes looked up and down Daluo from afar.

Seeing Song Kai, Luo Weikun frowned and said in a deep voice: "You are stopping us, but for us to reinforce the Southern Song Dynasty?"

Song Kai was silent a little, and was about to speak, but his death aura suddenly became strong. Without waiting for Luo Weikun and others to be on guard, three hundred Nether bone warriors around him suddenly exploded and countless bones were combined into a shield to block his body.

But the bone shield had just emerged and was divided into two guards by a sword light falling from the sky. The sword light was extremely lively. Just now, the bone shield was cut and it had already divided out into thousands of sword energy from all directions like a swimming fish and stabbed Song Kai from all directions.

Boom! A vast power of death suddenly erupted from Song Kai's body, emitting endless silence, coldness, fear, and a river of Styx surrounding Song Kai was formed in the flash.

The moment the River Styx appeared, thousands of sword energy had already poured out, but when it touched the River Styx, it was flooded with endless death energy, like a mud cow entering the sea and quietly dissipated.

Swish! When Song Kai dissolved the sword light, two figures had already flew from behind the Daluo army.

One of them was Ling Zhe, the descendant of the Xinjian Sect who shouted in the north to destroy the identity of Yao Ruoyu's descendant of the magical arts.

The other person is a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

After landing on the ground, Ling Zhe glanced at Song Kai coldly and said coldly: "Why should Brother Luo spend more time on such a living dead person? Just leave it to my master and apprentice to execute him."

Ling Zhe is currently a guest minister of Da Luo. Luo Weikun also heard about the identity of Yao Ruoyu's descendant of the magical arts. Naturally, he knew that the two had a feud. Seeing this, he pondered for a moment and nodded and said, "Then I will be Brother Lao Ling."

With a faint smile, Ling Zhe looked at Song Kai in the distance and said coldly: "If you kill you, it will definitely make Yao Zhe feel heartbroken for a while." As soon as he finished speaking, all the spiritual energy within 80,000 feet of radius gathered, as if it was a soul. Thousands of colorful rainbow lights gathered on the sword edge, and turned into a brilliant sword light in his hand and shot out.

A sword was like a rainbow, and in an instant it had cut open the void within eight hundred feet in front of it, penetrated the blockade of the Styx, and rushed towards Song Kai's chest.

At the critical moment, Song Kai did not dodge or dodge. Instead, a powerful roar came from behind him, and then a burly figure rushed out from it, holding the nine-patterned blade of the tiger, shattering the sword light.

"The fourth Wanyan of the Jin Kingdom?" Seeing the burly man, Ling Zhe was stunned at first, and then sneered, "What can a mere puppet be of use?"

Swish! As soon as he spoke, Ling Zhe had already stepped forward with his sword, and the sword domain of the heart quietly unfolded. In an instant, everything in front of him was shrouded by his thoughts. Even the fluctuations in Song Kaising River were clearly visible to him.

How quick was Lingzhe's attack? He just stepped on the ground and had already rushed to the skeleton legion. He swung his sword and thousands of Nether Bone Warriors were all destroyed. Even the meditation power that Song Kai urged him to disintegrate out of thin air under his sword light, and 40% of it was scattered, making the remaining strength unable to invade even his body-protecting sword soul.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Kai controlled Wanyan's fourth sword to attack, and pulled back, his sleeves gently brushed, and strands of dead aura passed out like thousands of threads. He gathered around Lingzhe's body into a palm and held it hard, trying to directly attack his soul with secret techniques.

Unexpectedly, the palm was closed, and Ling Zhe had already swung his sword. Within the reach of the sword light, he actually wiped out 40% of the spiritual energy. Then he stepped forward and flew out directly from it, without being eroded by the power of meditation.

"Brother Ling's hand-destroying sword art is indeed amazing. He is really the nemesis of the spiritual masters in the world."

Seeing this scene from afar, Luo Weikun sighed softly.

Yang Lulu, Guo Jiahui and others also looked solemn.

At the same time, Song Kai had already noticed Ling Zhe's sword-like attributes. His green fire-like eyes flashed, and behind him suddenly four hundred Nether bone warriors shattered out of thin air, and their bones gathered together into a long sword.

"Break the house!"

With a soft whisper, Song Kai Pingping attacked with his sword, pulling the death energy of the Styx to gather, turning into wisps of pale flame-like sword energy lingering the sword edge.

"You want to compete with me in the sword?" Ling Zhe laughed unconsciously. He blocked Wanyan Di's Nine-patterned Blade of Wanyan Di's Sword. The spirit on the sword suddenly scattered into countless lights and shadows, either bright or dark, just like countless ghosts bypassing Wanyan Di's Sword and rushing straight towards the long sword that Song Kai hit.

Buzz! Thousands of shadow sword lights pierced through one after another, and the bone sword that hit trembled violently, and the pale flames lingering on it continued to change between dispersion and gathering.

Clang! The two long swords were finally intertwined together, and countless sparks splashed out. Ling Zhe frowned suddenly. Without waiting for his action, Song Kai had already withdrawn his sword, and then another sword hit him straight out.

"Soul Broken!"

The pale sword light exudes endless rhyme of death, and it slightly dissolves Lingzhe's spiritual destruction sword art, blocking most of the spiritual destruction power, and only a few can penetrate it.

Clang! Another sword intertwined, Ling Zhe's body swirled, allowing Wanyan's fourth rough sword to turn around, and suddenly stabbed out like a spiritual snake. The place where he hit was Song Kai's chest.

At this time, Wanyan's fourth sword had just swung out, and it was not time to stop the rescue. Song Kai had just fought with Ling Zhe again, and there was no time to dodge. He could only watch the sword edge pierce his chest, and the infinite power of spiritual destruction swept in with the sword edge, and was about to completely crush him.

Seeing that he had a sword pierced through Song Kai's chest, Ling Zhe sneered first, and then his smile suddenly froze. He was so panicked that he drew his sword, and then he was about to step back.

But he finally lured him into the game, how could Song Kai allow him to withdraw at will?

Ling Zhe had just taken two steps back, and Song Kai's soul had already emerged from behind his armor, and he was driving a pale sword soul into the sky.

At the same time, two extremely terrifying auras burst out in the surrounding Hanoi, which were suddenly the same level as Lingzhe and Wanyan No. 4, and were both seven realms.

Long Wu! Di Qing!

The reason why Ling Zhe was in a panic before was because his Heart Sword Realm sensed the two seven realms hidden in the Styx.

If one-on-one, he would naturally not be afraid of the souls of these powerful men who have been refined into puppets, but he could not resist the other party's total of four seven realms. Even if he was strong, he would not be able to be surrounded by four of the same-level people and be safe and sound.

"Brother Luo!" A shocking shout came from his mouth, Ling Zhe hurriedly gathered his mind, and the great way of heart was moved to the extreme by him. The sword light was extremely sharp and brilliant, and it frantically washed away the meditation power of the four seventh realm, trying to weaken their offensive.

Wanyan Di, Long Wu, and Di Qing were originally soul puppets, and they didn't dodge and let the sword light rush over. But for some reason, they actually shifted a little bit, blocking most of the sword light that had originally rushed towards Song Kai.

Seeing this, Ling Zhe felt a trembling heart. He knew that Song Kai was the final killing move, so he immediately restrained his mind. The spiritual energy and death energy in the area reaching the sword domain were wrapped in the sword. It was the highest secret skill of the Heart Sect [Heyi Spiritual Sword].

The sword was hit, as agile as the Taixu Youlong who soared in the void in ancient times, completely ignored the pressure released by the four seven realms and walked through the sky wantonly, and in an instant, he had bypassed Longwu, Di Qing and Wanyan's fourth-third person blocked it, and then suddenly the power surged, like a giant dragon rushing forward.

Staring at the sword light that was shaped like a giant dragon, Song Kai felt calm and his mood was not turbulent. With a sword blow, the River Styx, which had expanded to 400,000 feet, suddenly contracted to 4,000 feet, but the powerful power of death in the underworld was instantly compressed to the limit. As the sword light came, he looked from afar, and the surging pale waves rushed forward, and the more they moved forward, the more they gathered.

Both of them were as fast as lightning when they set out their swords. In the blink of an eye, the two sword lights had collided together.

Silently, the surging power of the Nether Death continued to disintegrate under the Spirit Death Sword Path. However, every wave of the overflow, more Nether Death power rushed over, making the advance speed of the Spirit Death Sword Power slower, and the sharp sword pressure also quickly collapsed.

At this time, Luo Weikun and Yang Lulu, who saw that the situation was not good, had already come to their bodies. One of them held an iron sickle and the other held a bamboo gun. They both used their boundary area to attack the Styx on the periphery. However, no matter how fast they were, it would take at least five breaths to break through the Styx.

But the spirit-destroying sword power can last for at most two breaths!

After two breaths, the power of the Lingdie Sword Dissipated silently. The pale sword light that had accumulated momentum due to being blocked immediately exploded like a dam. Wherever it passed, everything disappeared. Before the pale sword light could attack, the rich power of death had already lingered on Lingzhe, seeping into his body, constantly erasing his vitality.

At the critical moment, Ling Zhe suddenly shouted loudly, and a violent destructive force suddenly burst out from his body, which had already decayed aura, which actually disintegrated all the power of the Nether Death swept over, and then he did not retreat but advanced. With the terrifying destructive force, he first defeated the surging death aura with one sword, and then snatched out with one sword, walking through the sky like a shadow, and slashed towards Song Kai with one sword.

The power suddenly burst out from Lingzhe's body was too terrifying. Even Song Kai, who had three major seven realms, couldn't help but feel afraid. Although he had condensed his heart and soul into a yang soul and was not burned by the yang fire, he was still too fragile compared to his physical body.

In the flash, Wanyan No. 4, Long Wu and Di Qing three puppets rushed forward without fear of death, but were severely injured by Ling Zhe's swords. Their souls were all incomplete, and their aura dropped sharply for a moment.

Seeing this, Song Kai quickly put the three of them into the Styx River, then put them away, and his figure turned into a afterimage and rushed into the distance.

Seeing that he was about to retreat, Luo Weikun and Yang Lulu quickly expanded the realm and wanted to block the void, but Luo Weikun had just expanded the realm and seemed to have heard something. His movements couldn't help but stagnate. Song Kai also took this opportunity to flash out and disappeared into the sky with a blink of an eye.

Yang Lulu frowned slightly, looked at Luo Weikun with a somewhat surprised expression, and said coldly: "What did he say to you?"

Luo Weikun opened his eyes, and his face was extremely complicated at this moment. He wanted to speak out but stopped several times.

Even when Huangyang Mountain was defeated in the Yuan Dynasty, he had never seen Luo Weikun's expression like this. Yang Lulu frowned slightly and was about to speak when a sword light had already soared into the sky. It was Ling Zhe who led the previous young man to chase Song Kai in the direction of escape.
Chapter completed!