The dark light rushed through. Not far away, it suddenly turned around and flew back. When Yan Qiming was ready, a palm shot it and pushed out all the soldiers around him.

Passing by with the dark light, Yan Qiming saw clearly that the original sneak attack was just a rib! A curved rib! A rib about the size of himself!

What monster? The ribs are so big? Yan Qiming was a little confused. He had never seen such a big creature. At least in Shenqi mainland, these things have long disappeared.

His sight flew out with the dark light. Yan Qiming finally found that his ribs flew back to a huge thing.

The reason why we call it something is because it is not human at all. Its body is huge and at least 100 meters long. To the horror of it, its back is covered with barbs thicker than people.

Yan Qiming saw clearly that what had just flown was not the ribs, but the barbs behind the thing.

The thing said, "if you have this ability, you must not be an unknown person. Who are you, the four lords of the temple?" it can still speak human words!

Yan Qiming said, "master of Taiju Pavilion! Come and pass the name!"

The thing said, "the Dharma protector of the demon sect, piroza." piroza laughed and said, "it's a great pleasure to behead the leader of the temple if you don't want to fight the first war."

"Arrogance!" Yan Qiming drew his sword and rushed to piroza. Although his accomplishments have not yet reached the holy period of transcendence, they are at least a little higher than piroza.

You know, this is not a low state like breaking love and dreaming! Often even a small realm may be trapped for a lifetime.

It can be said that the difficulty of breakthrough in a small realm in the future is even more difficult than the big realm of dreams! The difficulty of breakthrough naturally represents the height of the level.

However, piroza was not afraid of Yan Qiming at all. He allowed him to rush to his body without resisting at all. Yan Qiming's big board sword was hitting piroza's forehead.

Clang!

The anti shock force came from the blade. Rao was Yan Qiming's excellent cultivation, and his hands were numb. On the contrary, piroza didn't do anything.

Gollum! Yan Qiming swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He couldn't believe his eyes. Could it be that piroza's defensive power is so terrible?

Isn't it that you can't kill him if he stands there and lets you chop without the cultivation of the great holy period?

"It's impossible!" Yan Qiming shook his head. "You can't get away from your talent and short board of cultivation."

Piroza said, "just try!"

Having said that, piroza never gave Yan Qiming another chance. When Yan Qiming attacked here, piroza suddenly took a big breath and puffed up. The spikes on his back stood up one by one, shooting at Yan Qiming in turn.

"No!" Yan Qiming shook away and suddenly realized that behind him was a soldier of the saint guard!

It's too late! Dense spikes, dark as dark clouds, ran through the Shengwei soldiers who were forming an array in an instant. One shot killed ten and wounded nine.

Yan Qiming suddenly realized that he had been tricked.

Then he stopped pestering piroza and hurriedly turned back to the army. With Yan Qiming as the backbone, the strength of the military array has risen sharply by several grades.

Facing piroza's back stab attack, he was no longer afraid.

Piroza spat and scolded, "this is the level of the cabinet leader of the temple? Brothers, today we are going to kill one of the four leaders of the temple to celebrate our first step to victory."

"Wishful thinking!" Yan Qiming glared and ordered, "listen to my command, fly the sword and shoot!"

Thousands of flying swords were fired at the same time, dense and dense, more than the thorns on piroza's back. For a moment, piroza felt that he was going to have dense phobia.

Piroza was not stupid. Although he was arrogant, he was not arrogant enough to fight thousands of people on his own. While avoiding the flying sword, more than 1000 demon sect soldiers who followed him also attacked Yan Qiming's army from all directions.

Although the average level of more than 1000 flying swords was higher than that of the temple, Yan Qiming chose to ignore them. Under the command of Yan Qiming, the army accelerated to piroza.

"An ant trying to shake a tree is more than it can do!" piroza shouted and flew out with a sharp thorn on his back.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

On the battlefield, there has never been opportunism, but only the comparison of strength. The two soldiers are intertwined. Yan Qiming is the center of the circle. Flying swords come and go, and each time they will bring blood full of spiritual power.

The casualties of soldiers are increasing. In a twinkling of an eye, nearly 5000 troops led by Yan Qiming have been reduced after two rounds of attacks.

At the same time, their men were also stained with blood. They killed more enemies than themselves.

Suddenly, Yan Qiming shouted, "it's now!"

Piroza sneered, "I'm still struggling... Poof!"

A huge arrow feather broke behind him. When piroza was still sneering and unprepared, he ran straight through him from behind. Arrow feather is firmly inserted in the Dantian of piroza. No matter what monster you are, Dantian is your death.

Piroza looked back difficultly and saw more than a dozen dreamers behind him, pulling a big bow together. The arrow feather inserted behind him seemed to be shot from the big bow.

Whoosh!

One arrow didn't finish, and another arrow came out. Three arrows in a row hit the Dantian of piroza. In fact, after the first arrow, piroza lost his power of action.

Three arrow feathers are inserted in the Dantian. Even if the immortal Luo comes to earth, he will never be saved.

Pirozza said, "this is... The arrow of light?"

After shooting the arrow feather, a dozen people flew towards Yan Qiming under the leadership of one person, sneered and said, "you have some knowledge! Yes, it's the Holy Light arrow. You should rest in peace if you can die under the Holy Light arrow."

"No... I haven't..." however, the dozen people didn't give piroza another chance. More than a dozen people worked together to pinch out a Dharma decision, and suddenly the three arrow feathers burst into a million feet of light.

Poor piroza was ignited by the holy light, and in the twinkling of an eye he was burned to the point that there was no hair left.

"Master Yan, are you okay?"

"Come on! Yang Jing, give me the Holy Light arrow."

Yang Jing shook her head and said, "Pavilion Lord, this is the thing entrusted by the left and right wing guards. No one can use it except the God Lord and the two wing guards."

Yan Qiming said, "at this time, do you want me to go to the Lord of God for approval?"

Yang Jing said, "I'm sorry, pavilion leader. Without the command of God, subordinates dare not easily deliver the Holy Light arrow."

"You..." Yan Qiming held down his anger and sighed, "well, you'll follow me for the time being. Give orders, continue to charge, and be sure to cut off the demon cult."

Yan Qiming also knew in his heart that the absolute commander of the war was Wu yuxu. Even with God's approval, Yang Jing will find various reasons not to give the Holy Light arrow to herself.

You might as well take him with you.