Inside and outside, two worlds, inside and outside, two worlds.

On the line between the two people, a strange and peculiar scene was formed, and the heavy rain was divided into two parts by the invisible external force on this vertical section, one side was pouring rain, and the other side was bright and starry.

It is like a waterfall falling from the sky, looking inside from the outside, the water is dense, hazy and difficult to clear, looking from the inside to the outside, the shadows are heavy and confusing.

A line separates the two worlds, Li Yuanhao and Wei Mocheng each stand on one side, and the victory or defeat is also divided on this line, but Li Yuanhao wins less and loses more, and if he loses, he will die, and Li Yuanhao doesn't want to die, she wants to slap Li Xiuce's big ear on the head of the city until he wakes him up.

For Li Yuanhao, the old man with a high collar in Liangjiazi was not disgusted, but appreciated a lot, a little woman sought a place to live in the huge world and the intricate court, and she was always able to turn danger into a disaster and make unexpected moves, Wei Mocheng had to nod and look twice.

However, this kind of appreciation is completely different from the feelings for Xuan'er, the old man is doting and pity for Xuan'er, it is a kind of grandfather's feelings for his granddaughter, and he can't wait to stuff everything to his little granddaughter.

The older he gets, the more he has seen the deception, the more indifferent his heart becomes, life and death or something, he can't afford any wind and waves, he can sit on the Tai'an City Double Dragon Array, and he can live forever, but the ordinary little girl Xuan'er can't, even if he has the heart to share the luck of the Double Dragon Array, she can't bear it, Wei Mocheng can't do anything about it, he only hopes that the little girl's life can be safe and sound, at least there can be no fault in his eyes.

After Li Yuanhao's death, after ensuring that Xuan'er is safe, the old man will let Xue Xiangsong die, and he will also let Li Xiuce die, as for whether the world is chaotic, he Wei Mocheng doesn't want to care, and he doesn't want to care.

The rain was separated from Baizhang, under the city wall, Xue Xiangsong's hand never left the handle of the knife, he thought in his heart, the two people inside and outside the Baizhang were dead, and he didn't know if it was a ghost or because of nervousness and missed, Xue Xiangsong suddenly pulled out the knife on his waist, shouted, took the lead, and rushed towards the line of Baizhang, and the hundred dead soldiers behind him rushed forward together, like a small wave, the pace was surprisingly consistent.

Wei Mocheng frowned, he didn't like anyone to disturb, he turned his head and glanced behind him in the process of accumulating momentum, just a glance, as if a boulder had landed above his head, and a coercion fell from the sky, Xue Xiangsong's heart trembled, scarlet blood flowed from his mouth and nose, and the pace of the hundred dead soldiers was stagnant and dull and messy.

Li Yuanhao also took a look, rattling, the sound of bones breaking was endless, hundreds of dead people were all broken bones and died, Xue Xiangsong was terrified, and blocked the knife in front of his chest for the first time, and Li Yuanhao's eyes fell on that place, and the scimitar was smashed out of a huge arc, and it hit Xue Xiangsong's chest fiercely.

Suddenly, the ambitious man flew out upside down, hit his back on the city wall, and his whole body was attached to it, and it took three breaths to slip down, and the city wall left a shocking bright red, which was Xue Xiangsong's blood.

Wei Mocheng nodded slightly, appreciating Li Yuanhao's glance, Murong Feng can kill people with his eyes in front of Junma Town, that is a mysterious means that can only be possessed by the peak of the Divine Heaven Realm, Li Yuanhao has not been lost because of the change in the internal parameters of heaven and earth, it is really rare, Wei Mocheng's two Jiazi's age, when the world has changed greatly, has begun to re-adapt to this world, and the trouble of falling into the realm and the decline in the combat power of the broken mirror is equivalent to a void in the old man.

Gently raising a hand, Wei Mocheng hovered a blue and yellow Yuan balloon in his hand, the surface of the ball was as smooth as a mirror, but within the sphere, there were two small dragons with blue and yellow that were constantly circling and swimming, and the old man's old spirit disappeared, and the calcium carbide sparks on the arm holding the Yuan balloon were scurrying back and forth.

Li Yuanhao held the red and green flying swords with both hands, the two silver wires were tied to the palm of her forearm, and she suddenly stomped under her feet, and the rain that fell from the sky was a sudden, and she had already rushed forward, smashing the raindrops in front of her, and slashing at the old man with a silent face.

Wei Mocheng held the Yuan balloon in his hand, and faced the two flying swords between the two flying swords, buzzing, the two collided, the breath was chaotic, the weather within a hundred zhang was not obvious, the raindrops outside the hundred zhang splashed wildly, Li Yuanhao's blood and qi surged, and the two divine dragons swimming in the Yuan balloon broke open the ball surface, opened their teeth and claws to bite the flying sword of one red and one green respectively, and the two silver lines followed the rugged path, and entangled the two divine dragons.

From a distance, it seemed that there were two large cloth bags between the hands of Li Yuanhao and Wei Mocheng, and the wind and thunder in the cloth bags were fierce, and light was constantly squeezed out of the gaps, and then bent and shot. Li Yuanhao suddenly shouted, and two sword qi shot out from the two flying swords respectively, stabbing at Wei Mocheng's eyes.

Wei Mocheng's free other hand was protected in front of him, the sword qi met the palm, and the scene of the palm being pierced did not appear, but the two sword qi disappeared, and with a slight grip, the palm turned into a fist, and smashed into Li Yuanhao's head.

The old man once stood in the Yinghua Hall and heard someone singing outside the hall: "Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger." ”

Therefore, the old man's fist was like a tiger, smashing heavily on Li Yuanhao's eyebrows, the fist was a hundred zhang away, and the fist strength was smashed out of a circular vacuum through the wind and rain outside a hundred zhang, Li Yuanhao's body leaned back, but he was entangled by two silver wires, and he couldn't buffer the momentum of retreat, so he could only forcibly get up and hard.

Wei Mocheng turned his fist into a palm, and a flowing hem gently pressed towards Li Yuanhao's chest.

The old man once listened to the children's chanting in the country: "The rocks pierce the air, the waves crash on the shore, and a thousand piles of snow are rolled up." ”

Therefore, the old man's palm is like a chaotic stone piercing through the air, containing inch strength, and the mountain cracks the stone within the inch strength, Li Yuanhao's clothes are agitated like waves, his hair is rippling back, and the raindrops on both sides of his body are shattered and turned into powder.

Li Yuanhao faintly oozed blood from his mouth and nose, if he continued to stalemate, it must be that the meridians were broken and the snow mountain was destroyed, she no longer insisted, withdrew the silver thread, withdrew the flying sword, and slipped out upside down.

But she never thought that the old man's palm was still grand, and the willows and flowers rose again at the end of the mountain and water, and in the muddy land on both sides of the rain, there were constantly mud dragons flying out and killing the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Li Yuanhao's hands kept sketching, and the flying sword and silver thread formed a barrier, and the mud dragon was-for-tat.

Wei Mocheng smiled slightly, and the palm that stretched out into the rain was a wonderful whirl, and the rain falling behind Li Yuanhao stopped abruptly and hung in the air, so every rain curtain became a rain wall, and every time Li Yuanhao retreated, she hit a rain wall, she retreated thirty zhang, I don't know how many walls were broken, and then she stopped her body.

The old man withdrew his hand from a hundred feet away, and the sleeves of his shirt were dry and loose, so that there was not a trace of rain.

In the face of Wei Mocheng, Li Yuanhao had a desperate sense of powerlessness, whether it was in terms of will, means, or the degree of continuity of breath, there was an insurmountable gap. She once went north to face Hao Lian Liushui, went south to fight against Kong Dao Buddha, and went west to fight Murong Feng, at that time she may not be as good as cultivation, but her belief in her heart is firm, she is high-spirited, and she puts life and death out of the way, and has no distracting thoughts.

According to the realm, Li Yuanhao is not lower than the old man opposite, he is at the peak of the Divine Heaven Realm, and Li Yuanhao is young, and he has many desperate actions to fight with others, but in terms of temperament and courage, he is far behind Wei Mocheng.

With a line in the sky, coupled with facing Wei Mocheng, Li Yuanhao felt powerless.

The two worlds inside and outside Baizhang, that is the boundary drawn by Wei Mocheng, the heavy rain from the sky is to follow the trend, the old man wants to go upstream, clean the distance of Baizhang, and then set the style, in fact, with the old man's means, he wants to appear outside Baizhang is like probing for things, but if Li Yuanhao wants to walk into Baizhang, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Li Yuanhao's figure flashed, although it was as difficult as climbing to the sky, but as long as he broke through the distance of a hundred zhang, Li Yuanhao could still grasp the fleeting glimmer of anger.

Began Li Yuanhao to run forward, fast and gentle, like catkins flying, stepping on lotus flowers on top of the puddles, all the raindrops that were hit by her were divided into two, like a water curtain opened, suddenly, there was no figure between heaven and earth, and the rain fell all over the sky, without the slightest block, all of them fell to the ground, splashing a circle of splashes.

In the second year of Dawei Xiangfeng, when Li Yuanhao first came out of Tai'an City, the old naughty boy used to play with each other in the rain, but he was in the rain, but he did not get a little rain, at this moment, Li Yuanhao's figure has the same effect.

She had disappeared from view, and at the same time she was everywhere, waving her sleeves lightly, and with a touch of her hand, a drop of water condensed into a sword qi and shot towards Wei Mocheng, with the first sword qi, there was a second sword qi, and more and more sword qi shot from outside the hundred zhang to within the hundred zhang.

Wei Mocheng closed his eyes slightly, like a leisurely old man sitting under the eaves listening to the sound of falling rain outside, those dense sword qi drove a series of raindrops to stop three feet in front of him, if an outsider looked at it, a hemispherical surface in front of the old man was a sword qi composed of raindrops.

With a slight stomp of his foot, those raindrops and sword qi fell to the ground one after another, wetting the land within a hundred zhang, not that Li Yuanhao broke the limit set by the old man, but the old man's harmless and intentional move, you Li Yuanhao can do everything you can, and the old man will take it one by one.

Li Yuanhao's figure still did not flash, hidden in the sound of wind and rain. Wei Mocheng held his hands behind his back, a dry dragon, a Gen dragon surrounded his body, standing there naturally at will, neither ready to go, nor restrained, but stretched out a finger and lightly pointed on a raindrop, under that point, the fingertip raindrop suddenly stopped, and then the rain of the whole world stopped abruptly, and the sound of wind and rain suddenly dissipated.

With static braking, with the same response to all changes, in the rain, Li Yuanhao can eliminate his figure and hide his whereabouts, at this moment, the rain hovers and does not fall, but she can't hide, she is forced to show her figure, at this time she stands in front of Wei Mocheng, still a hundred zhang away.

The old man of Liangjiazi waved his hand lightly, and the rain poured down: "Don't think too much, the old man is your great enemy, if you want to go to the city, you do need to do a lot of things, but if you can't cross the old man, everything is in vain." ”

Li Yuanhao pursed his lips, stretched out one hand forward, put the other hand behind him, stretched out the fingertips of one hand, and happened to be on the line inside and outside the hundred zhang, the battle between Wei Mocheng and Wei Mocheng was not a simple layout of fists and feet, but a contest of perception of the world. Maybe it will involve the luck of the mystery and the mystery, and the slightest bit of it will be the end of defeat.

The hand stretched out by the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the back of the hand is down, the palm is up, and the five fingers are slightly together, like a small dish containing water, the rain drips down, falls into the dish, and gradually the water is full, but it does not overflow.

Wei Mocheng nodded: "It's a little interesting, sure enough, Huang Chunfeng has stayed in Tai'an City for ten years, and he won't leave you something." ”

As the rain gradually filled, Li Yuanhao spit out a word in his mouth: "Get up!"

Suddenly, the sword roared, the river in the Tai'an City tube river seemed to be boiling, a sharp sword like a dragon out of the water, and then converged into a dragon, to fight against the double dragon luck of Tai'an City, naturally the best dragon to dragon. When he killed the Taiwan Domain, Huang Chunfeng once led the sword in the river water, and Li Yuanhao was also taught by the wine sword fairy, although he was not as consistent as Lin Yunfeng, but Li Yuanhao had an excellent ability to learn from it, and it was not surprising that he would draw out the iron sword in the river at this time.

A stegosaurus roared, opened its mouth, and countless sharp swords poked out of its mouth, and then shot out like a crossbow and arrow, with a magnificent momentum, obviously a nailing momentum.

However, when the seemingly indestructible sword came to the top of Wei Mocheng's head, it was difficult to advance at first, and then it turned around and stabbed at the stegosaurus.

Two waves of sword rain met in the air, and the sound of gold and stone clashing was mixed with lightning sparks, inspiring a brilliant beauty, just like a blooming firework.

Li Yuanhao didn't listen, he grabbed it with one hand, the rain in his hand blew up, he didn't hesitate at all, and the shot was the unreasonable hand of the old naughty boy, unreasonable and unreasonable, it was unreasonable, and he couldn't dodge it, he could only connect it hard, and there was a cyan fist on his fist, like a rapid tide.

"I can't stop it, so I can only take it. Wei Mocheng shook his head slightly, took a step forward, raised his left hand, drew a semicircular arc in the air, and grabbed Li Yuanhao's fist.

The unreasonable fist shadow was heavy, Wei Mocheng's hand grabbed towards the void, and it happened that he grabbed Li Yuanhao's fist unbelievably, and outsiders saw that Wei Mocheng had grabbed the fist of the phantom by mistake, in fact, Li Yuanhao knew that he couldn't avoid that palm.

With a bang, the fist and the palm collided, Li Yuanhao's fist was about to explode, and was clenched by the other party, as if holding a burning cannon that was about to explode, but this cannon battle failed to hurt the other party, but went upstream, constantly colliding with Li Yuanhao's meridians.