With a sigh, Li Ye waved his sword and killed two monks, and broke through the siege.

When he descended on the towering city tower in Yangguan, Li Ye stood facing west with his sword, his eyes were quiet, and his clothes fell without wind.

After all, there is no spiritual energy to fight again.

The Buddha's son was seriously injured by him, but he had a Zen stick to protect him, so he would not have the risk of his life.

If the Vajra Realms had not arrived in time just now, he would fly down to make up for a sword and kill the Buddha son. But after killing two Vajra Realms and breaking out of the battlefield, he no longer had the spiritual energy of the Buddha son.

At this time, the impact of killing the Buddha's son is not great. If you kill, with the will of those monks in the Vajra realm, you will lead the army of monks to continue to attack Yangguan. It would be a pity if you don't kill, but you are a Buddhist son after all.

Abandoned ribs.

After this battle, the strongest Ming King and Buddhist son among the monks, one of them died and the other was injured, and the power of the Buddha's domain was borrowed. The Buddhist monks had no chance of making trouble again, and Li Ye could rest assured.

The battle did not stop, but became even more explosive.

The more than 30,000 monk soldiers below the fourth level of Qi training that had not moved before began to join the Yangguan battlefield and rushed to the Guanwang wall under the order of the Buddhist son.

There is no other possibility, the magic weapon crossbow began to roar again, and the blue blue feathers plowed out blood lines in the crowd, cruelly and ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the invaders.

Qi training monks fought desperately, but the real human realm and the Vajra realm stopped fighting.

Zhang Huaishen returned to the city tower and stood behind the wall with his subordinates. His subordinates broke three people, leaving only seven. They also won the three Vajra monks' heads, and they hung them in front of the female wall.

Li Xian, Nangong No. 1, Chu Nanhuai's master and apprentice and others also withdrew from the battlefield.

Although their number of enemies killed was not as large as Li Ye, the consumption of spiritual energy was the same. When they fought until now, the spiritual energy was basically seen. Even if there were no more left, there were not many.

There are more than 20 people in the Vajra Realm of the Shrine, and half of them have consumed almost the same spiritual energy, but the other half has the ability to continue fighting. But the Buddha called them back.

Li Ye stood at the top of the city tower and overlooked the entire battlefield.

His spiritual energy was at its bottom, but it was not completely exhausted, and he still had the ability to save his life.

The Buddhist son, standing behind the battlefield, stared at Li Ye with a gloomy face, motionless.

He really wanted to let his commander's Vajra Realm rush up and cut off Li Ye's head. But he looked at Li Ye standing on the city tower with a sword, but he couldn't give this order.

How many more swords can Li Ye draw?

The number of great cultivators on both sides is not much different. It would be fine if Li Ye could only shoot one or two swords. If he could shoot two more swords, he would just send him to death.

If you turn the Vajra Realm here, how can you fight in the future? Until the last moment of the end of the road, you can't destroy all the last little Vajra Realm power.

The Buddhist Son does not think that he has arrived and needs to take the risk of killing all the Vajra Realms in battle.

He still has more than 30,000 monk soldiers, but he doesn’t believe that he can’t conquer Yangguan!
Chapter completed!