Niu Bu, who was concentrating all his energy on circulating his spiritual energy and performing the magical power [Drag the Sword Strategy], entered a mysterious state at this moment.

He seemed to have traveled through time and space, and appeared in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, attached to the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade had a majestic blade, with a green light flowing on the blade. Niu Bu felt as if he were a resurrected dragon, sharp and radiant.

The view was blurry, and he couldn't even see the surrounding scenes clearly, but Niu Bu couldn't tell what the scene was at the moment. But he could feel that his soul was leaping for joy and his master was shining brightly.

"kill!"

A cry of "kill" shook the heavens and the earth!
The cry of "kill" made Niu Bu enter an even more peculiar state. It was a very wonderful state that had never appeared in the realm of self-cultivation.

The vision was blurred, overlapping and chaotic. The three giant white wolves in front of him were approaching Niu Bu erratically. In this mysterious state, Niu Bu, who was affected by the [Kill], copied and replicated his master's every move, waving the Qinglong Yanyue Sword that was condensed with spiritual energy in his hand, and slashed fiercely at the enemy in front of him.

The enemies before them were three giant white wolves, or at least eight-foot-tall fierce generals with faces like xiezhi.

"kill!"

Another shout of killing.

Niu Bu, who traveled through time and space, saw himself being lifted up. He copied and reproduced it, and also raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand.

This knife seemed light and powerless, yet it also seemed to weigh thousands of pounds.

At the moment when a giant wolf appeared in front of Niu Bu and was about to kill Niu Bu with its huge claws, a knife light flashed, and the head of the huge white wolf, which was ten meters high and five times the size of Niu Bu, suddenly soared into the sky, and its body was separated.

The giant white wolf is ten feet tall and sixteen or seventeen times the size of Niu Bu. In front of the giant white wolf, Niu Bu is as small as an ant.

It was just such an ant that killed the giant white wolf with just one strike.

The huge head of the white wolf fell from the sky and smashed heavily on the ground, killing many players who were unable to dodge, as well as the cavalry of the Xianyun tribe. Niu Bu, who had slashed with the sword, suddenly broke away from the mysterious state he had just been in, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, which was formed by the three-color spiritual energy, also disappeared.

“The feeling just now”

“It seems like an epiphany!”

"I had an epiphany on the battlefield"

While Niu Bu was still recalling the mysterious state before, another giant white wolf suddenly pounced in front of him. The giant white wolf's three-meter-high teeth instantly pierced through Niu Bu, who was distracted on the battlefield.

The sharp and corrosive teeth pierced through Niu Bu's body from top to bottom. Niu Bu's vitality instantly collapsed, and he was dying.

"Ow~~~"

The giant white wolf swallowed the Niu Bu into its mouth and chewed it into pieces. It couldn't help but howl to the sky. At the moment when the giant white wolf howled, the cavalry of the Xianyun tribe launched a fierce attack on the player fearlessly as if they were injected with hormones.

“【Blood for blood】, we must avenge this!!”

As more and more players died around him, Zhang Xiaoti's mind began to be blinded by hatred. He became stronger and stronger, and began to attack indiscriminately.

Several cavalrymen of the Xianyun tribe died tragically at the hands of Zhang Xiaoti. The giant white wolf that killed Niu Bu in the distance immediately noticed this Yancheng soldier with superior combat effectiveness. The giant white wolf seemed to be strolling leisurely on the battlefield, but in an instant, it appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoti.

"Ouch!"

There is an insurmountable gap in strength between the Self-cultivation Realm and the Family Governance Realm.

In the entire "Hundred Schools of Thought", only Niu Bu, who possesses the power of [Magic] and uses [Common Hatred of the Enemy] to replicate the Confucian Gongyang School's [Great Revenge] and many other players' magical powers, has the strength to fight across levels.

With the tragic death of Zhang Xiaoti, the only player in the self-cultivation realm in the player group, at the hands of the giant white wolf, the player group has almost no combat effectiveness. Even if they are not afraid of death and fight bravely without regard for their own lives, it is difficult for them to cause much damage to the cavalry of the Xianyun tribe.

In the face of absolute strength, everything Su Shan arranged seemed so useless.

A mere 200 elite soldiers from Yancheng were almost completely slaughtered by the Xianyun tribe in less than an incense stick of time.

"Brother, brother!"

The Xianyun tribe, which had won a great victory, did not feel any joy of victory at this moment. They had 3000 people fighting against 200 people. Even though they dispatched two people from the Qijia realm and 500 people from the Xiushen realm, they were unexpectedly defeated by the elite troops of Yancheng, who killed one Right Wise King of the Qijia realm and seventeen elite cavalrymen from the Xiushen realm.

Seventeen elite cavalrymen in the realm of self-cultivation were nothing to the Xianyun tribe, but the death of the Right Wise King was a huge loss to the Xianyun tribe.

As the weakest tribe in the northern border, the Xianyun tribe itself did not have many soldiers at the Qi family level. Now they had lost three soldiers at the Qi family level at the hands of Yancheng.

Wuzhuliuruo who guarded the Iltsk Oasis, He Lai who was defeated by Guo Xiaoding on a single horse, and the giant white wolf Youxian King who just died at the hands of Niu Bu.

"With only 200 infantrymen, he not only resisted the cavalry of the Xianyun tribe and killed of them, but also killed the Right Wise King of the Xianyun tribe.

This was the Right Wise King of the Xianyun tribe who had returned to the embrace of the gods and transformed into a god, yet he was killed by a single sword from Qi Jiajing of Yancheng.

The 200 soldiers of Yancheng are so powerful that they can be called elite!"

Limu Kunnan, who was watching the battle from a distance, kept thanking his luck that he did not test the elite troops of Yancheng. Even the Right Wise King of the Xianyun tribe who had returned to the embrace of the gods could not withstand a blow from Qi Jiajing of Yancheng, so he could not block it even more.

Fortunately, the sword strike by Qi Jiajing of Yancheng consumed too much of his spiritual energy and strength. After killing the Right Wise King of the Xianyun tribe, he was killed by the Left Wise King of the Xianyun tribe.

If this guy were still alive, he would definitely be a huge threat to the Northern Frontier Allied Forces!
The war ended in a short moment. Limu Kunnan, riding on the monster under his crotch and leading his soldiers, prepared to go and talk to the Chanyu of the Xianyun tribe.

However, just when he had walked less than ten kilometers, he heard shouts of killing behind him.

"Kill, kill!"

"Damn it! I didn't even have time to react before I was killed instantly by these barbarians. I lost a resurrection coin in vain."

"The enemy's cavalry is too strong, and it is difficult for us to resist. Boss Su Shan ordered us to spread out and look for the enemy's infantry. The enemy's infantry is weak, and we can kill them to win!"

"Nonsense, the enemy's infantry are all in the Learning Realm. If I want to advance to the Self-cultivation Realm, I still have to fight hard with the enemy's cavalry. I have prepared 12 resurrection coins. As long as I can kill one of the Self-cultivation Realm, I can be promoted to the Self-cultivation Realm and become a respected big player!"

"Another resurrection warrior. Ever since Brother Niu's resurrection warrior fighting style was exposed, it seems that everyone has fallen in love with the resurrection warrior fighting style!"

"What do you mean by resurrecting a warrior? This is called the Sacrifice Flow. Do you understand the Sacrifice Flow? I will use a few resurrection points to pave the way. Once they are almost filled, it will be easier to kill the enemy!"

"Fortunately, the resurrection coins in this game can be used an unlimited number of times. The resurrection coins I have accumulated before can be used unlimitedly. Otherwise, there would be no possibility of advancing to the Self-cultivation Realm!"

The voice came from behind Limu Kunnan.

These voices were noisy and chaotic. Although they were all imperial business official language, Limu Kunnan could not understand them all together. But Limu Kunnan knew clearly that something big was going to happen!

Limu Kunnan's face suddenly changed, and he quickly looked behind him, only to see hundreds of Yancheng soldiers holding weapons, with ferocious and bloodthirsty faces coming towards his team.

Limu Kunnan only brought a hundred cavalrymen with him when he came to the Xianyun tribe this time. He had no intention of competing with the elite troops of Yancheng. But now, the soldiers of Yancheng suddenly appeared behind them without any warning.

Moreover, what made Limu Kunnan's eyes almost pop out was that he saw that the one rushing in the front was the only soldier from the Qi family realm in Yancheng who was killed by Zuo Xianwang of the Xianyun tribe!

How could the person who was killed suddenly come back to life and appear here suddenly?

"What kind of magical power is this? What kind of magical power is this that can allow the soldiers of Yancheng to revive and suddenly appear behind me?"

"Is it a [flash in the pan]? Or a [mirage]?"

[A flash in the pan] is a magical power of famous people. It is used to reproduce yesterday's events and conduct dialectical analysis.

[A flash in the pan] Although this magical power can reproduce yesterday's events as if a person was present in person, the duration of this magical power is very short, and the people or events that appear are a repetition of yesterday's events, without any change.

The Yancheng soldiers rushing towards him were definitely not just a flash in the pan magical power.

Similarly, the same goes for the [Mirage] magical power.

The magical power of [mirage] is the magical power of calligraphers and painters. Like [a flash in the pan], the magical power of [mirage] is also fictional and false.

Apart from these two magical powers, with Limu Kunnan's knowledge, he had no idea what kind of magical power could bring the dead Qi Jiajing back to life and make this Qi Jiajing appear behind him.

"The new Yancheng army lacks the five senses and is not afraid of life and death."

"The new army of Yancheng can continuously crawl out of the Natabel Lake next to my Yiqu tribe and attack my Yiqu tribe."

Limu Kunnan thought about the previous performances of the new army in Yancheng, and suddenly an extremely terrifying idea emerged in his mind.

Yancheng New Army
The reason why they are brave and good at fighting is that they are not afraid of death, have no sense of pain, and lack the five senses.

Could it be that this group of new troops from Yancheng are all puppets?

Only puppets can be brave and good at fighting, have no fear of death, have no sense of pain, and lack the five senses, so they can continue to crawl out of Lake Natabel.

"The new army of Yancheng are all puppets."

"This, this, this!"

"These puppets are not only exactly like real people, but each puppet has its own consciousness.
How could this be a puppet? If the puppet technique of the Imperial Shang Dynasty was so terrible, the eighteen tribes in the Northern Frontier would have long been reduced to slaves of the Imperial Shang Dynasty. How could they still allow us to be so active!

If not a puppet, then what is it?
The Yin-Yang School's [Fake Ghosts and Gods]? The Calligrapher and Painter's [Painting to Make It Real]? "

Limu Kunnan's head was exploding. He couldn't figure out what kind of magical power could have such a terrifying effect.

Looking at the Yancheng soldiers getting closer and closer, looking at the Yancheng soldiers who were only a few hundred in number, Limu Kunnan could not muster up the slightest bit of resistance. He thought of the Yancheng envoy whose face was full of confidence, indifference, and even a little contempt, and endless regret arose in his heart.

So what if his Yiqiu tribe serves as dogs for Yancheng?

The new army of Yancheng is so terrifying. It is the honor of the Yiqiu tribe that the Yiqiu tribe serves Yancheng as dogs!

"Surrender, surrender, we surrender!"

"Put down your weapons and surrender immediately. You must not resist. You absolutely must not resist!"

Limu Kunnan, the Chanyu of the Yiqiu tribe, realized the formidable power of the new army of Yancheng. Facing the attacking Yancheng soldiers, he had no intention of fighting at all. He decisively dismounted from his monster horse and commanded his few subordinates to immediately lay down their weapons and surrender to the Yancheng soldiers.

"Chanyu, there don't seem to be many soldiers in Yancheng, and..."

"Shut up, I asked you to surrender, so you surrendered. Why are you talking so much? Do you want to kill us and cause the Yiqu tribe to be exterminated?"

Limu Kunnan fiercely scolded his subordinates, threw away his weapon, and made a gesture of surrender, telling the attacking Yancheng soldiers that they had surrendered.

"Brother Niu, what are the enemies in the distance doing? Why have they dropped their weapons?"

"Why do I feel that the barbarians in the distance seem to have surrendered? They threw away their weapons so cleanly and even got off their horses."

"That's right, damn it, we actually beat the barbarians into surrender? Brother Niu and I are so powerful, we killed them without any reason!"

"You bastard, you are in charge of the giggling, and Brother Niu is in charge of the killing, right?"

"What a bullshit surrender! They must be using some kind of magical power we don't know about. Today, when the Japanese surrendered, they knew to kneel down and raise their weapons. They didn't even kneel down, and you call it surrender?"

"In my opinion, they must be using some kind of combined magical power, such as totems, military spirits, or something like that. Brothers, don't be attracted by their illusions. They are not of our race, so their hearts must be different. The right thing to do is to slaughter them all!"

"Brother Zhuge's analysis makes sense. If you don't even want to kneel, you call it surrender. Brothers, kill them!"

The players who were resurrected from the resurrection pool, after Zhuge Wangye's analysis, suddenly felt that the barbarians in the distance were preparing to perform some kind of magical power. As if they were facing a formidable enemy, they immediately tried their best to circulate their spiritual energy and speed up to approach the group of barbarians.

As the fastest one, Niu Bu took the lead and rushed to the front. His three-colored spiritual energy continued to entangle, rotate and merge, and a green Qinglong Yanyue Sword condensed in his hand.

[Martial Soul: Blue Dragon Crescent Blade]

Niu Bu didn't know what martial spirit was.

No one taught him, no one guided him.

However, after he was promoted to the Qi Family Realm, he naturally condensed his own martial spirit, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

When Limu Kunnan saw the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade emitting the aura of death condense and appear in Niu Bu's hand, his brain suddenly buzzed and he was offline for a moment.

The next second, Limu Kunnan reacted and suddenly turned over and quickly jumped onto the monster's warhorse.

escape!
Invincible!

The only option is to escape! (End of this chapter)