"Murderous?" Zhang Baoyi asked, "Liu Qing, what do you know?"

"A few months ago, did you hear about the matter of Yan Kingdom?" asked Liu Qing.

"You mean the demonic rebellion in Yan Kingdom?" Tang Zhizhi was born in the Great Zhou Xiangfu and knew a little about this matter, "I have heard that it is said that the first general of the national war came out of Dushan seventy years ago and led the army of the dead to almost level the southern region of Yan Kingdom. In that battle, thanks to the predecessor of the Sword Emperor and the Immortal Sect Grandmaster Tongming Zhenren, otherwise the army of the dead would probably break through the Tiger Prison Pass and go straight to Handan, the capital of the Yan Kingdom. ”

"But what does this have to do with Bai Ze?" Zhang Baoyi said strangely, "Could it be that Bai Ze is from Yan Kingdom? This is not right, I see that he has been inseparable from Jiang Wei these days, he is not from the eighteen counties in the western border of the Great Zhou, how can he know Jiang Wei, and the relationship is quite good?"

"If Bai Ze is from the Western Realm, with the anti-heaven strength he is showing now, we will not have heard of his name?" Liu Qing rolled his eyes, "These are the exclusive news that I painstakingly inquired about with thousands of miles of transmission notes. ”

"Oh, if you want to say it, don't sell it!" Zhang Baoyi said.

"Okay. Liu Qing said, "Originally, I planned to investigate the details of these people, so that I could prepare in advance when I met these people." I didn't expect to meet Su Wen in the first game today. As I said, Bai Ze is indeed from Yan Kingdom, and this guy has personally experienced the demonic chaos a few months ago!"

"What do you say?" asked Zhang Baoyi.

"I got the news. Liu Qing lowered his tone, "After the demonic chaos in the Southern Regions, Hou Mu of Heyang died in battle with the wind, and Sima Wang Lang, the Great Sima of Yan Kingdom, stayed behind to guard the Southern Regions. Three months ago, after the First Battle of Tiger Prison Pass, there was a young general in the Southern Regions, and this person was quite famous in the Southern Regions army. ”

"That young general, isn't it?" Zhang Baoyi subconsciously looked at the black figure in the ring of the winner's group, which was fiercely entangled with Wang Han.

"That's right, it's Bai Ze. Liu Qing said, "Do you know why this Bai Ze is in Yan Country and is called by those soldiers who survived the demon chaos?"

"What?" Tang Zhizhi asked.

"Ghost General. Liu Qing said, in a low tone, "I couldn't believe it when I received the news, and I confirmed it several times before I accepted that reality." According to my information, Bai Ze is indeed worthy of these two ruthless people. In the first battle of the Tiger Prison Pass in the Southern Regions, the former first general of the national war Xianzhen and the Yan State Grand Sima Wang Lang faced off, this guy went out of the city to fight with his own strength at the end of the war, and killed tens of thousands of ghost pawns under the nose of the immortal sect master Tongming Zhenren!"

Tang Zhizhi and Zhang Baoyi looked at each other, and they both saw disbelief and imperceptible horror in each other's eyes.

"Single-handedly, killing tens of thousands of ghost pawns?" Zhang Baoyi felt a little confused, "So ruthless?"

"I didn't believe it at first. Liu Qing sighed, "But after I confirmed it repeatedly, I found that this is really the case." ”

It's too ruthless.

This is the common understanding of the three people.

In the winner's ring, the sword wind became more and more violent.

can fight back and forth, and the two are always evenly matched. As time passed, both of them were impatient, and they dismantled three more swords, and at the same time pulled back.

Wang Han didn't have any extra nonsense, the spirit sword in his hand was erected in front of him, and he said coldly: "You are careful, this sword, I will use the power of my Purple Mansion." ”

Bai Ze smiled and said, "I heard that Brother Wang's formation Purple Mansion is unique, I saw it today, and I learned it!"

Bai Ze didn't dare to slack off, since Jiang Wei had spoken, Wang Han's formation Purple Mansion was very strong, so naturally he suffered a lot of losses at Wang Han's hands.

Sword intent converges.

The two of them stood still, and the sword momentum continued to climb on their bodies, gathering into a fierce sword qi visible to the naked eye at an extremely fast speed.

Everyone in the stands is no longer surprised.

Jiang Wei went to the stands and sat with Fang Sheng and Sun Qi, with tiredness on his face that was difficult to hide.

"Jiang Gongzi, are you okay?" Sun Qi asked him.

"Out of the way. Jiang Wei said.

"Brother Jiang Wei, your sword is simply fierce!" Fang Sheng chattered.

Jiang Wei just laughed.

In the winner's group ring, Bai Ze mobilized the true qi of the Purple Mansion, the sword intent Zifu buzzed and trembled, and the sword intent fluctuated layer by layer, wandering all around.

On the other side, Wang Han's deep pupils were unveiled, and the powerful power of the Purple Mansion Triple Heaven was released, stabilizing Bai Ze's head.

The formation patterns continued to be revealed, and the spirit sword in Wang Han's hand rippled layer by layer, and the mysterious formation patterns spread out from the young man's feet and quickly spread out, forming a formation domain.

Three formations.

As soon as Wang Hanfu made a move, he had already directly used all the strength of the Purple Mansion Triple Heaven, and he was already going all out.

"Formation Purple Mansion, it's really mysterious!" Bai Ze said in his heart.

At this moment, Wang Han, after using the power of the Purple Mansion, was like two people a moment ago. If he gave people the impression that he was just a sword cultivator with an ordinary face before, then Wang Han at this moment is simply a peerless sword out of the sheath!

Sharp.

"Be careful!" Wang Han said, the triple formation pattern had all been unfolded, and the spirit sword in his hand emitted a sharp sword sound, and the sword momentum reached its peak at this moment.

Wang Han did it.

Bai Ze didn't hesitate, the sword intent swam out of the dragon, and it was the sword he defeated Tang Zhizhi, the sunset of the long river!

"Boom ——"

The sword qi came out vertically and horizontally, and the big river came from the sky, carrying the momentum of thunder and thunder, and covered Wang Han.

Showdown at the top.

The people in the stands all held their breath.

The two on the stage have already shown all their strength, and the victory or defeat may be split in an instant.

But Wang Han was too fast.

It was so fast that Bai Ze could only see the afterimage, and his vision could not capture his movements at all.

The first formation, speed.

The sunset of the long river roared, but he couldn't catch Wang Han's shadow at all, and he staggered with the young man, and slammed straight into the ring, making a deafening roar, directly smashing the corner of the ring, and the crack was three feet away, leaving a huge deep pit.

It was the first time for Bai Ze to encounter such a crisis in the same realm, he had always been invincible in the same realm, and he felt what pressure was at noon!

Wang Han's movements could not be captured, and Bai Ze had only one way, and that was passive defense.

There are countless offensive means for Bai Ze, and there is only one means of defense, only one of the Buddhist Golden Bells learned in the nameless valley of Dushan. And because he didn't know how to practice Buddhism at all, he could only reluctantly turn the golden bell into a Taoist gas clock to use.

"Daomen Qi Clock!" Bai Ze didn't dare to slack off, and turned the gas into a clock, only to see a pure white gas clock appear around the young man, covering his whole person directly in it.

Wang Han had already been killed at the moment when the qi clock was formed.

Bai Ze narrowed his eyes, seeing that the young man came to the Qi Clock, the spirit sword slashed directly, but the sword momentum changed the moment he took out the sword.

"This is!?" Bai Ze's face was ugly.

The second formation, strength.

"Shen Yue. Wang Han said coldly, the Spirit Sword Devouring Teeth was like a big mountain, slamming into the gas clock, directly violently shattering half of the gas clock, and blasting Bai Ze's entire person out of the ring with the broken gas clock!

The audience was in an uproar.

"This is really the way of others, and the body of others! Hahaha. On the stands, Su Wen felt very relieved inexplicably and said with a smile.

Wang Han was about to put away his sword, but Bai Ze, who flew away from the ring, was in mid-air, suddenly lifted the gas clock, and shouted: "Wanmu Chaochun!"

"Five Elements Sword Spectrum" Aoki sword qi.

The sword qi turned into shape, and Qingteng flew out from Bai Ze's wrist, slammed into the ring, and pulled him to forcibly reverse the direction from mid-air and re-enter the stage!

Su Wen was stuck before he finished laughing, and his face was extremely ugly.