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The weapons met, the snow turned red, the blood flowed, the swords were hoarse.    

    

In a normal battle between cultivator, it was already enough to send sand and stones flying, and break wood to quicken stones.    

    

And what kind of scene would it be if the tens of thousands of people of cultivator fought together?    

    

The two armies clashed against a vast plain. Although there was a thin layer of ice and snow on the plain, it could not stop the cavalry of thousands of soldiers from trampling on it.    

    

The thin layer of ice that had just formed on the surface of the river in the distance had already cracked open. It was because of the terrifying vibration that came from the distant plain that affected the ice ten miles away.    

    

There were no longer any traces of living creatures in the forest. Animals naturally had the instinct to avoid danger. At this moment, he could feel that the Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth was crazily moving. Moreover, the smell of rust came from the air. It was enough to make any living creature tremble, let alone go out to hunt for food.    

    

Blood was flowing.    

    

The Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth that was affected by tens of thousands of cultivator could not be ignored. Even the flying Demonic Beast had to consider whether the fluctuating and thin Spiritual Energy in the sky could support flying.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

There was only one voice left on the battlefield.    

    

There was no extra voice. A second ago, before the white blade that had stabbed into the enemy's chest could be pulled out, it had been shot into the heart by an arrow from somewhere.    

    

Perishing together had actually become a wish at this moment.    

    

As long as it was not an ally in front of him, there was no need to even think about it. He simply swung his blade. Regardless of how many times stronger he was than himself, whether he was a man or a woman, or whether he was old or weak, as long as he was not an ally, there was only one word.    

    

Kill!    

    

There was profit from killing one, two were enough!    

    

The war had completely ignited the courage of the warriors on both sides. On the battlefield, the warriors who had been killed were seen everywhere, or the warriors who had fallen to the ground with their eyes red.    

    

No one liked war, but when war came, the hot-blooded warriors guarding the border would never shrink back!    

    

If the enemy stepped into one leg, they would break one leg. If they stepped into an army, they would destroy one of their armies!    

    

The rioting Genuine Qi, the shining blade light, and the arrows that came from the shadows would all be the murderers that would take away a life.    

    

In this place, strength was the only guarantee.    

    

A Martial Master who was surrounded only needed to circle his body and swing his blade. The Blade of Genuine Qi that was shot out would be enough to scatter all the people in the surroundings.    

    

This was the cruelest law. The strong could fight a hundred with ease, but the weak could only rely on an endless number of them in an attempt to exchange for the lives of the strong.    

    

The principle of having more ants bite an elephant to death was still applicable.    

    

A Martial Master was not extraordinary and could not soar into the sky. If one relied on their feet to stand, there was still no way to avoid death.    

    

If it was not for a Spiritual Level expert standing in the sky, one could look down on the struggles of all living beings.    

    

However, Spiritual Level warriors were not like cabbages on the street. After all, this was only the first battle. It was not realistic to throw in the entire country's combat strength.    

    

Slaughter, blood, death!    

    

This was the eternal melody on the battlefield.    

    

Fine snowflakes began to fall from the sky, as if they were mourning for the war beneath the clouds.    

    

The pure white and translucent snowflakes drifted to other places, which were still the most white in the world. However, when they landed on the battlefield, they had no choice but to change their nature.    

    

Only the scarlet color and the dim grayish-white color became the foundation of this world.    

    

The scarlet snowflakes, the clouds that were tainted with blood energy, the dark and gloomy sky, and the bright red that splashed out from the battlefield from time to time were all the only colors on the battlefield.    

    

The blades and sabers were hoarse as they rang the mourning bells of living creatures.    

    

No one could escape...