Fan Xiaokuai has practiced swords since he was a child, through Zhuge Wei's small mirror of mystery, looking at the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world, in his concept, some people do not take the initiative to die, they can't be killed at all, the three uniques of the previous generation of rivers and lakes are in this list, Huang Chunfeng's sword intent swallows the sky, and a sword takes people's heads for thousands of miles, which is the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Murong Feng kills the sword unparalleled, has a resolute posture of resisting any master in the world and not falling behind, only he restrains others, and no one can stabilize him, after the repeated battles in front of the military horse town, he can still kill the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty without suspense, but Li Yuanying said "Wen Qing", and the loss of the poisonous sword immortal's heart gave the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty the opportunity to fight back. The life and death of the first two have the irresistible force of the right time, place and people, and there will be no second time when they appear in the world, but in the end, the most stable sword immortal was completely suppressed by the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and a sword came from the sky, mighty, like the Milky Way falling to the ground, directly killing Zhao Dunhuang, the sect master of the Southern Liang Sword Sect, on the spot, it was too ...... It's tough.

People are divided into flesh and soul, the soul is divided into three souls and seven souls, the death of the poetry and sword fairy is completely eliminated between heaven and earth, the flesh explodes, the soul is scattered, and there is no trace left in the world, but what shocked Fan Xiaokuai even more was the sword of the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor, which fused the strengths of the two families, sword intent, sword qi, The swordsmanship is unparalleled at the pinnacle, which is comparable to the peak sword of the three uniques, but even if it is as strong as the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, that sword should be extremely draining, after this sword, she should have no strength to use the second sword, but tonight's siege, in addition to the poetry sword immortal, there are also the god of war in the northern land, the vice president of the Sage Academy and him Fan Xiaokuai, are you Li Yuanying so conceited that you really don't put the heroes of the world in your eyes.

This woman is strong and reckless, and she is too good at judging the situation, and because of this, she seems to be so bewitching and domineering, and she is not afraid of the world's enemies.

In addition to the Poison Sword Immortal and the Poetry Sword Immortal, plus Zhuge Wei, who was tantamount to an immortal in Fan Xiaokuai's eyes, died in the hands of Chu Renfeng, this young man who rushed to Tai'an City from Western Chu suddenly felt: The people of the Northern Wei Dynasty are all fucking crazy!

Li Yuanying didn't know what Fan Xiaokuai was thinking, his eyes fell on the Hun God of War, the long sword pointed directly at Tuoba Longye, and his tone was light and boneless: "Tuoba Longye, the revenge of Zhao Governor and Chu Renfeng, I want to revenge, today you and I will not die, if you are reluctant, I can't let go of life and death, I intend to escape, I can't stop you, but your wife, children, brothers and friends will not have your combat power, and in the rest of my life, I don't want the country, the throne, or the history books, I only do one thing, that is, I will do all the power of the country, hunt them down and kill them all, and don't leave them all corpses, so that you can taste the pain of the death of your relatives and the fact that life is worse than death!"

War book, war book of death war!

Tuoba Longye turned over and dismounted, patted the horse's buttocks, the grassland high-headed horse walked north alone, the old horse knew the way, this extremely spiritual old horse would walk back to a small courtyard in the dark city, and bring back the nostalgia and remembrance.

"Zhao Duling and Chu Renfeng are both true heroes, and Tuoba said sorry for the death of the two. ”

The Hun god of war has a big mind and magnanimity.

"Fuck your mother's apology, Tuoba Longye, that's useless, what you did is completely right, the enemy is dead and I live, you should know this, Hun God of War, please be like a man, what I want is a death battle!" Li Yuanying roared angrily.

With one hand to remove the cloth bag on the blood-red spear, the Hun god of war held the gun with one arm: "Life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, the country and the family hate it, and it will never die!"

The corners of Li Yuanying's mouth on both sides of her mouth were grinning, and her smile was a little hideous and terrifying: "Tuoba Longye, here in me, there is no national hatred, only family hatred, remember what you said, never die!"

The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty had a hideous face, but his eyes were shining, and he had a different style, which was impressive and unforgettable.

The long sword surged out, exploding a bright sword qi that was visible in the air, dozens of palm thunders, suspended in front of him, forming a thunder pool, two silver lines attached to the ground, circling and meandering, Li Yuanying's breath was released, and the double dragon luck was almost stripped out of her body by her, and fiercely crashed into the burly man who was a hundred zhang away.

Since it is a battle to the death, there is no need to hide it, the Hun god of war has no fear in the face of the endless means of the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and his breath is blown out of the body, wandering around but not drifting, and gradually condensed into eighteen golden dragons attached to the surface of the body, with the height of burly people who are not like ordinary people, as if he is like a burning golden god of war.

Tuoba Longye, the god of war of the Huns, was born in the sky, his blood is yellow, at this moment Tuoba Longye burns the blood in his body, and the blood flows outside, so that he can have such a fantastic vision.

The last time he was able to condense his breath into eighteen golden dragons and release them out of his body was the world's No. 1 Lantai Domain who fought to the death in front of the Taihe Palace, not to mention that today's Tuoba Longye also had a blood-red spear in his hand that was both murderous and evil.

Tuoba Longye shouted, the spear in his hand in a sky-bombing posture, straight to meet it, the spear against the long sword, the seemingly invincible sword qi was stirred into flying by the blood-red spear, the long sword cracked, fell to the ground, as if the broken porcelain cup turned into powder, two silver threads took the opportunity to break out of the ground, like maggots on the tarsal bones to bind the blood-red spear layer by layer.

Li Yuanying clenched a silver wire in both hands, and suddenly exerted force, the two silver wires were tightened, the blood-red spear and the silver thread were not human things, and the mystery was not enough for outsiders, the silver thread was cut into the body of the spear, leaving two grooves, and the blood-red breath on the spear was swimming around, like a roaring ghost, and the two silver wires were also showing signs of breaking under the extreme tension.

At the same time, with a loud shout, the two collided, Li Yuanying held a palm thunder in his hand, smashed it out, and a breath dragon outside Tuoba Longye's body automatically greeted it.

Palm thunder against the breath dragon!

With a bang, a bright light exploded, the aftermath of the explosion shook the two of them, each took a hundred steps back, the silver thread that had always been tied between the two was tightened again, and the two stopped their steps at the same time, Tuoba Longye's external breath was messy, and only seventeen of the eighteen breath dragons remained, and the clothes on one arm of the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor on the opposite side were shattered into countless pieces, a white arm was exposed, and a trace of blood dripped down the arm to the ground.

Tuoba Longye's face was calm and resolute, Li Yuanying's eyes were red, and he had an unspeakable madness, like Zhao Duling, a royal cat who died in the north of the Great Wall: "Come again!"

It was another never-ending collision, and wherever the two men ran and collided, they were all turned into powder, and all the buildings and palaces near the two were destroyed, rubble and sawdust flew in the sky, and the storm ran rampant.