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When Li Guangling and his men arrived at the East Gate, they heard a deafening roar of battle. The enemy had clearly arrived on top of the city wall. Both sides were fighting in a crisscrossing battle, as if there were two huge forces fighting back and forth between each other for control of the city gate.

He saw the ferocious enemy tie Han Liangcai up against Dongfang Wei. A long sword danced ferociously in his hand. He attacked left, attacked right, killed for a while. The sword was deadly and fierce, suppressing Dongfang Wei to the point where he had to struggle. His mouth kept saying, "Dongfang Yin, you are about to die. Quickly surrender, or else I will not let you off! "

In this critical moment, every single one of the forces of the Flowing Wind Pavilion were incomparably precious and difficult to deal with.

Li Guangling let out a sharp and clear whistle and shouted, "Don't worry Dongfang, Guangling will come and help you!" He muttered the Supreme Sword Controlling Technique. With a flick of his long sleeve, he stretched out his right hand and pointed in the direction of Han Liangcai. The lonely star that accompanied the moon shot out with a clang, shooting towards its opponent like chasing after the wind and the moon. The sword was as fast as a ray of light. It flashed through the air and disappeared. It was already in front of him.

Just as Li Guangling was about to start killing in all directions, a gust of wind suddenly blew by. A cold light flashed through his eyes, but it was overthrown by the guard next to him.

How could he be an ordinary person? He immediately changed his posture upon encountering such a drastic change. When he saw the situation clearly, he felt a chill run down his spine. A sharp and slender silver spear pierced through the four disciples of Fortune Pavilion. The powerful force nailed them to the city walls, preventing them from moving for the rest of their lives.

One of them even had an expression of disbelief as he looked at the sturdy spear. He attempted to pull it out, but was unable to do anything. He only felt waves of excruciating pain surging through his chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "Lord, be careful — that person!" His hand pointed straight at the enemy general behind Li Guangling, who was wearing a bright light armor. A middle-aged man who was emitting limitless majesty and light lowered his head.

Li Guangling forced himself to hold back the tears that were welling up in his eyes. He turned around and looked at his ruthless and merciless rival — Wu Ke, the commander of the Huban Army. He shouted angrily, "I don't care who you are, I will kill you! "Go to hell!"

Li Guangling finally activated his Three Magma Primordial Flames, and in the blink of an eye, he summoned all his flying swords and charged towards his life's strongest opponent. Some of them had a glint in their eyes as they continuously activated the Supreme Sword Art and pointed their fingers. The divine sword shot out like a lightning, piercing through the void at an astonishing speed and instantly arriving in front of Wu Ke's eyes.

War God Wu Ke was not blind, of course he noticed this miraculous sword move. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he berated: "Bullsh * t! Do you know who I am? I am Wu Ke, the dignified commander of the Hubai Army. How could I be afraid of you? " While he was speaking, he had already accumulated his energy and concentrated all of his energy on his palms. Circulating his unique skill "Primordius Technique", he instantly created a large barrier of light around him, protecting him within it.

What attracted the crowd's attention was the fact that the benevolent sword's lightning soon struck the light barrier, making it difficult to advance forward as if it was met with a natural barrier. The sword of compassion that had disappeared was suddenly exposed to the crowd, trembling as it faced the circle of light.

How could Li Guangling let this go? True energy erupted from his hands, his face was cold as he repeatedly shouted. The Sword of Mercy continued pressing deeper into the circle of light, stronger and stronger, until it finally squeezed out a tiny crack. A crisp sound of an explosion rang out, and the crack became larger and larger like an eggshell that had been cracked.

Accompanied by Li Guangling's heaven shocking roar, "Break for me!" Sword of Mercy! " Suddenly, as if the sound of glass shattering could be heard, Benjamin's sword actually broke through that solid barrier and shot towards Wu Ke without hesitation.

The onlookers' vision blurred. In that split-second, his head tilted to the side, barely dodging the attack of the Sword of Mercy.

Wu Ke's eyes moved. He felt something was amiss. A stream of blood unconsciously seeped out from his face and slowly flowed down. His face was covered with blood and he was extremely furious. He glared at Li Guangling with his sharp eyes and said coldly, "Damned Li Guangling, you actually dared to hurt me! "You're courting death!" A strong inner strength burst out from his arms. A beam of light that could not be resisted by the naked eye shot towards the flying Sword of Mercy, causing the sword to fiercely move.

At this moment, the wind and clouds moved. The godly sword seemed to be firmly attracted by a strong wave of true energy. At the same time, Wu Ke stretched out both of his evil hands, and with a sudden burst of strength, he pulled the godly sword firmly into his hands. This process was as quick as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, the godly sword was in his hands.

A cold smile appeared on his face, his gaze was steady, his eyes swept past the startled Li Guangling, and haughtily said: "Without the Sword of Mercy, Li Guangling, what right do you have to fight against me! Today is the day you die! "

"Wu Ke!" Isn't it too early for you to be proud! Sword of Mercy, come back! " Li Guangling was solemn for a moment, then he silently recited the Supreme Sword Controlling Technique. Yet, the divine sword that was following him like a shadow seemed to suddenly be infused with God Power as it vibrated incessantly, flying in the direction of the sky, desiring to return to its owner's side.

It was just that no matter how hard Wu Ke struggled, he was unable to escape from his control and control, and could only use his evil palms to catch a fish that had left the water.

The two of them competed back and forth in terms of willpower and skill in obtaining this godly sword. They competed with each other, neither able to move forward, only fighting to the death.

"Yes!" Wu Ke frowned, he did not want to let go of this matter any longer, he humphed and shouted angrily, "The Firefly's Light is worthy of fighting with the Sun and the Moon! Li Guangling, since you are unwilling to surrender, then die! " As soon as he finished speaking, without showing any more mercy, he started to circulate his supreme technique, Primordius Art. Both of his hands were like iron pincers firmly grasping the godly sword. His violent and tyrannical Zhen Qi suddenly erupted, wanting to destroy this peerless sword.

Li Guangling's eyes turned cold as his heart skipped a beat. He exclaimed, "Wu Ke, you dare!" While he was speaking, Wu Ke had already made his killing move with a ferocious tiger roar. He put both of his hands together. The next scene left him dumbstruck. The Life Sword of Dao was completely unharmed by his terrifying and ferocious attacks, perfectly unharmed.

Wu Ke was surprised. He thought that he was hallucinating. He knew very well about his power. How could there be nothing wrong with this sword? He had truly seen a ghost. But he had always been a man of steel, how could he give up halfway? He shouted, "Heh, heh! "You're still so full of yourself. I won't believe you today, just wait and see how I crush you!" Immediately, he let out an earth-shaking roar and performed the ninth layer of the Primordius Art without holding back as he struck the palms of his hands.