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Just as Qin Rufeng was pondering, that magnificent army had arrived at a distance less than thirty meters away from him in the blink of an eye.

Qin Rufeng was astonished in his heart. How could an ordinary warhorse be so fast?

Only high-level demon beasts could do such a thing.

Qin Rufeng had no other choice but to circulate the Shadowlike Art within his body and dodge it in the blink of an eye.

But at this moment, when Qin Rufeng was channeling the Illusory Illusion Illusion Technique, he discovered that the profound energy in his body was actually in a state of abundance.

It was as if he had just finished his training and there were no losses at all.

However, it was too late to think about it. Both sides were about to collide.

If Qin Rufeng did not dodge in time, with his cultivation at the seventh level of the Profound Practitioners, it would not be surprising for him to die under this wave of steel.

Even an expert of the Mysterious Sovereign Stage or even an expert of the Mysterious Sovereign Realm would have to retreat slightly in the face of this iron tide, much less someone of his level.

It was fine for one person to fight ten people, one person to fight a hundred people, and one person to fight a thousand people. It wasn't a problem for even those with a high cultivation level to fight ten thousand people, but if you fought one million people, then you would be dead from exhaustion.

Although he had some doubts in his heart, Qin Rufeng still directly circulated the Art of Pursuing to its peak state.

His body seemed to have been pushed away by a huge force, and he instantly disappeared in the middle of the two streams of steel.

And on this boundless earth, in the middle of the battle between the two armies, a single person was as insignificant as an ant. No one noticed that he had been to this battlefield before.

At this moment, Qin Rufeng was standing on another side of a tall mountain, looking down from the top to the bottom as the two steel torrents collided.

One black and one white, like water and fire, Yin and Yang. Both sides viewed each other as mortal enemies, so they attacked each other viciously.

Qin Rufeng could clearly see the two steel torrents collide with each other. The frontmost soldier was sent flying.

In the end, he fiercely grabbed onto the ground, and even if he wasn't smashed into meat paste, he was stomped into meat paste by the soldiers that passed by.

Suddenly, countless arrows appeared in front of Qin Rufeng. Those arrows were like the death gods as they flew towards him.

Qin Rufeng frowned and looked in the opposite direction of the arrow.

He discovered it was actually Bai Fang. Someone found him because he was wearing a black robe.

Facing the sky full of arrows, Qin Rufeng felt that this small trick would not be a problem for him.

At this moment, even though the Nine Divine Palace Sword was not by his side, Qin Rufeng still had a lot of confidence in himself in the face of these arrows that filled the sky.

He casually pulled out a weapon from his bracelet. Jin Rufeng took a closer look. It turned out to be a mace.

It didn't matter, the mace was still the same when faced with this group of dregs, like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

The mystical Qi flowed from the profound acupoints in Qin Rufeng's Dantian past his two meridians and onto his palm. Then, it shot out from the meridians in his palm and reached the spiked mace.

At this moment, Qin Feng was using Qin Thirteen's Sword Art.

Qin Rufeng's mace released a powerful suction force in the face of the sweeping arrows. It was as if a stone was being sucked into the mace, and the rain of arrows that filled the sky was being sucked into it.

In less than a few moments, all the arrows that covered the skies formed an iron wall in front of Qin Feng.

Following that, Qin Rufeng shattered this iron wall with a single palm.

Originally, he wanted to find out where the crack in the formation was, which meant that he had to figure out how to get out of here.

Originally, he did not want to interfere in the matters of intelligence and grudges between heaven and earth.

However, at this moment, the White Team had already provoked Qin Rufeng.

Although Qin Rufeng looked very gentle on the outside, he was never the type of person to settle matters peacefully.

Illusory Illusion Illusion Technique quickly circulated within his body as he jumped down from the cliff.

The army headed towards the north at high speed.

Even though he currently didn't have the ability to fly in the air, he was still quite capable of doing so.

But he could now glide through the air to the place he wanted to go.

In addition, with the Illusory Shadows art's speed and Qin Rufeng's ability to control his body in the air, he was completely able to do so.

Qin Rufeng's extremely fast speed caught the attention of the commanders of both sides. They all raised their heads to look at the sky.

Even the soldiers started to slow down.

A cold glint flashed in Qin Rufeng's eyes. Like a meteor from outer space, he directly smashed into the white side's position.

Following a blood-curdling scream, Qin Rufeng landed on top of several dozen corpses.

Looking at the people who were still fighting in a frenzy, the corner of Qin Rufeng's mouth curled up into an evil smile.

Following which, the mystical Qi within his body rushed to every part of his body, as if it was not afraid of his life.

At this moment, his fighting strength also burst out in an unprecedented state. There was nothing else in his eyes.

Other than the fresh blood that flew out, there was also the brain matter that shot out. Other than the red color, there was also the white color.

Two colors kept appearing in his eyes.

Although Qin Rufeng only used the Xuan Artifact known as the Nine Divine Palace Sword, it did not mean that there were no other weapons in his bracelet.

When they were at Dragon Gate's Yue Family Town, Qin Rufeng had Xiahou Xiang Hang bring his sister to the Qin Family.

And all the weapons in his weapon warehouse were all in Qin Rufeng's bracelet.

It was just that the bottle of forks in Qin Rufeng's hand, as well as a strangely shaped weapon that looked like the lid of a wok, were all taken out from his storage.

Although they were all weapons made of ordinary iron, their power was not any less than that of those made from diluted treasures. The most important thing was that they had a sharp and fierce aura on them.

It was as if these weapons were all peerless divine weapons that had been fed with the blood of tens of thousands of people.

At this moment, although Qin Rufeng's black clothes did not look out of the ordinary, under the sunlight, it was still a dark red.

He raised his blade and a head fell down. There were even dozens of heads falling down.

It could be said that the current Qin Rufeng was no longer the Qin Rufeng from before. It was as if his body and mind were controlled by a strange power. Other than killing, there was only blood in his eyes.

With Qin Rufeng as the center, no one dared to charge within a few meters of him.

Because of the existence of a single person, the entire White Team became somewhat chaotic …

"Yes."

When the black general saw this situation, he immediately ordered a strong and vigorous troop to charge in through the exit of the white troop.

Although both sides had equal numbers of troops, the Black side was destined to be the losing side in this war.

And at this moment, Qin Rufeng's arrival had brought a turning point for them.