On the way back, a baby's cry suddenly sounded, Li Yuanying looked stunned, his mind was confused, and he suddenly stopped his figure, and the celadon on the opposite side had already approached.

The breath released by the two tore at each other, and it was no longer under Li Yuanying's control, and the closer they were to Xiao Xiuce, the more dangerous it became, so Li Yuanying chose to stop, and the hand of celadon pressed on the chest of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and with a snort, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and before it landed, it had already steamed and volatilized into a cloud of blood mist.

Li Yuanying gritted her teeth, and didn't care how the bright and strong aura progressed layer by layer, a punch was smashed, and another punch was thrown out one after another, hitting the center of the celadon eyebrows heavily, banging twice, like a heavy hammer hitting a muffled drum, the breath was full of breath, and the green silk and black hair tied to the back of the celadon bloomed and flew wildly.

The breath of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty was not as strong as the celadon that contained Baichuan because of the natural opening, but she did not let it go at all, and tried to swing two punches in the shortest time.

This method of exchanging injuries for injuries and exchanging death for death, Li Yuanying is familiar with the road, but the effect is not satisfactory.

One palm for two punches, Li Yuanying spat blood from his mouth, took two steps back, and Celadon just trembled a little.

"Li Yuanying, although you are crazy, but there is still a touch of compassion in your heart, this child is your weakness, don't worry, after you die, I will personally send him back to Tai'an City. Celadon had a calm face and a sincere tone.

Li Yuanying exhaled a breath of turbidity: "You are so confident that you can win against me?"

"You did your best, and I didn't, and that's where confidence comes from. Celadon said lightly, her figure suddenly flashed to the left, and where she was standing just now, a black thousand-mile sword qi smashed down in the air, straight down three thousand feet, and fell heavily to the ground, like a galaxy falling for nine days.

Celadon glanced at the black sword qi, and held it in the air, and the galactic sword qi was cut off and lifeless.

The sword qi galaxy has just disappeared, with celadon as the center, countless knives have broken through the ground, and the moon water is like water, and the killing is invisible.

Celadon stomped his foot lightly, and countless knives fell in the wind and rain, and he was not allowed to get close.

The moon water was broken, and a sword broke through the air, Huang Chunfeng Qianli Flying Sword, unconsciously came here, Celadon stretched out one hand, and pointed at the tip of the sword with one finger, Qianli Feijian began to rust and peel off at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a place of powder, Qianli Flying Sword could not hide, and Celadon could not be hard-connected, but her fingers seemed to be able to control time, full of consumption.

A sword dissipated, three luck dragons roared, celadon frowned, one hand like a moon, holding the three luck dragons, the previous majestic luck dragon was like three small long snakes were pinched seven inches.

In the past life and death battles, Li Yuanying caught the opponent off guard with an arrogant and unreasonable attitude, but today's scene is reversed, Celadon has the upper hand steadily, and all Li Yuanying's means have fallen into the void.

Standing in front of Li Yuanying, the celadon did not move like a mountain, holding the luck dragon in one hand, the luck of heaven and earth wanted to condense again, the woman in Tsing Yi was like a fly, and the luck dragon that had not yet been made was scattered again, and the next moment, the celadon opened his arms and embraced the heaven and earth: "Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the little woman celadon asks the gods to preside over justice!"

As soon as the words fell, the heavens and the earth moved, and the sky above Li Yuanying's head was full of visions, and a huge black strange vortex shrouded the top of his head, and lightning and thunder swam among them.

There was a loud bang, thunder and lightning poured down, and they all exploded like mountain peaks, all of which fell on the head of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty!

Eighty miles west of Luoyang City, a melee in mid-air, Hong Xiguan's fist is as fast as a wave, Su Mingchuan's wooden sword is light, the two have fought several times, they are extremely familiar with each other, Hong Xiguan practices boxing, Su Mingchuan uses a sword, if Hong Xiguan uses a sword, Su Mingchuan swings a fist, the former will most likely use the latter's swordsmanship, and the latter will also use the former's boxing, because it is too familiar, but today the two are a life-and-death battle, no matter how powerful Hong Xiguan's sword is, it can't beat Su Mingchuan, Su Mingchuan swings his fist no matter how fast it is, it is not as good as Hong Xiguan's boxing skills.

The two of them fought in the air, and there were three people on the periphery who kept greeting, Lin Yunfeng's swordsmanship was majestic, one sword was more and more grand than the other, the sword momentum was getting heavier and heavier, the sword qi was getting stronger and stronger, the sword moves were in the same vein as Huang Chunfeng, but the sword intent was the same line, and he replaced Hong Xiguan several times to become the main attacker, but there was a trace of anxiety and worry in Lin Yunfeng's sword, so the sword was not mellow and full, and it was not difficult to deal with it, what really annoyed Su Mingchuan was the bastard Liu Qing.

This bastard has a sword move "Nine Thousand Miles", sword intent, sword energy, and sword moves are rare in the world, Deputy Pavilion Master Su has seen it before, amazing and abnormal, "Nine Thousand Miles" can be used as a peerless surprise at the bottom of the box, but this bastard does not play cards according to common sense, and uses Nine Thousand Miles as an ordinary move, never dragging mud and water, opening his mouth to say "Nine Thousand Miles", shooting is the strongest move, the key is that this little rabbit cub is hiding aside at this time and waiting for the opportunity to act, and from time to time he jumps out and stabs two swords "Nine Thousand Miles" , so now that Su Mingchuan sees the sword moves of nine thousand miles again, he is no longer amazed, only full of annoyance.

In addition to the two of them, the remaining little eunuch Yu Qing made Su Mingchuan tremble, the little eunuch made treacherous moves, with the ruthless and domineering of Zhao Governor, but the deeper was more obscure than Zhao Commander, Su Mingchuan obviously felt that the little eunuch's moves were secretly in line with the truth of heaven and earth, Murong Feng could take life yuan with his bare hands, and the things that the little eunuch took seemed to be deeper, Mr. Zhuge once mentioned that there are initial people in the world, and they don't know how deep their cultivation is, and making a move is the most basic rule in the world, could it be that this little eunuch has also learned this?

He can't be allowed to think too much, one person fights four people, Su Mingchuan has to retreat, and he does not hesitate to retreat, if there is a slight difference, there is no more deputy pavilion master of the Western Chu Sword Pavilion with a white-clothed wooden sword in the world!

The defeat of the pinnacle battle allowed the Zhenxi army to chisel the Western Chu army in the shortest possible time, Song Junyi didn't care whether to annihilate the Western Chu army, he only hoped to be able to rush to the West Chu Luoyang City in the shortest possible time to help Yuan Ying's little girl.

On the land of the world, Song Junyi led 50,000 cavalry to follow up slowly, and there were constantly enemy attacks on both sides of the army, so Song Junyi ordered the soldiers on both sides to travel to the east of Luoyang City for eighty miles, and the 50,000 troops were stripped away and only 30,000 horses remained.

Song Junyi rode on his horse and looked at the sky, the old general gritted his teeth and spat fiercely: "In the future, when Great Wei rules the world, anyone in the world can be pardoned, but this Su Mingchuan alone must die!"

Suddenly, the five people who were fighting in the sky suddenly stopped fighting and looked in the direction of Luoyang City.

Hong Xiguan's eyes widened, shocked, angry, and murderous.

The corners of Su Mingchuan's mouth curled slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

The Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the number of qi is exhausted!