The big river goes to the east for more than 100 miles, the turbulent river suddenly flattens, the spring water of a river is no longer turbulent, but becomes a lot softer, the sediment brought by the Tanggula Mountain from the upper reaches is condensed and precipitated, and it gathers into this sandbar, the sandbar is not big, the appearance of a radius of six or seven miles, is blown by the spring breeze from the south, and can see a little green.

The world is 80,000 miles long, there are 24 dragon veins, and the big river spans it, separating the north and south, just like the Chu River Han boundary on the chessboard, the southern dragon veins are more steep and rugged, the northern dragon veins are more majestic and majestic, this small sandbar is like the finishing touch, inlaid in it, the sandbar also has a magical name - Dragon Continent.

The dams on both sides of the river are impregnable, and on the north bank of the Great Wei Kingdom, two boys who have skipped school climb the embankment, one holding a willow branch and his face dark, and the other child is kicking a stone under his feet, his body is thin and weak, as if a gust of wind can blow him down.

The dark-faced child smiled happily, and did everything more easily than going to school, but the thin child had a sad face, he failed to withstand the temptation of the dark-faced child, and skipped class for the first time in his life, the scenery above the river was indeed gorgeous, but when he returned to the private school, Mr.'s rattan would be more beautiful.

The swarthy child suddenly pointed to the sandbar in the middle of the river, and asked, "Fangzheng, did you say that there are immortals living on the Dragon Continent?"

Glancing at the emerald green and hurried sandbank, the child named Fangzheng shook his head: "I don't know, Mr. said, Zi Bu is strange and confused, the gentleman should be polite and square, Xingjie, let's go back quickly, otherwise Mr.'s rattan ......"

"Again, you've ruined your good mood. The child named Xingjie unbuttoned his pants and hung on the Milky Way for nine days above the river: "Hehe, let the people in the lower reaches of the river taste the child's urine of the master, which is guaranteed to be sweet and delicious, and the taste is endless." ”

Fang Zheng sighed faintly, not knowing how to persuade his playmate, his little face was full of sorrow, his brows were furrowed, and he lived like a little adult.

"Don't be sad, you're a nerd who likes to read, I don't want to read in the future, I want to be a master of flying away, when I encounter injustices, I don't care about what happens behind me, I want to be as chic as I want, and as romantic as I want to be......" Xingjie said as he waved the wicker in his hand, swishing in his mouth, so unhappy.

Fang Zheng suddenly put his finger to his mouth and made a silent movement: "Xingjie, listen, what's the sound?"

Xingjie pricked up his ears and listened for a long time: "You heard it wrong, I didn't hear anything." ”

"No, there must be a voice, it's still coming from upstream, maybe the river has burst, let's go quickly." Fang Zheng said nervously, grabbing Xingjie's arm, and there was an unspeakable sense of danger in his heart.

"Coward, this embankment is extremely strong, even if there are earth-shattering waves, it will not break the embankment, Mr. said, this embankment ......" Xingjie suddenly said nothing, his mouth opened wide, he could stuff an egg, his fingers trembled and pointed into the distance, and stammered: "God...... God...... Immortals!"

Fang Zheng, who had read a lot and had not very good eyes, squinted his eyes, and tried to look towards the place pointed by Xingjie, but his eyes were still hazy, but he vaguely felt that in the distance, the river was rolling, the waves were sweeping the sand, and there were two figures tearing between the waves.

As the figures of the two people got closer and closer, the sound of thunder and explosion sounded in their ears, and the whole river seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, and the mud yellow soup tumbled up from the bottom of the river, and suddenly a strong wind blew, and the two children were shaky, lying on the edge of the embankment, not letting the wind and waves be swept into the river.

Suddenly, a big wave covering the sky and the sun swept over, wanting to tear the two children away, Xingjie even had no desire to cry, he just hated that he didn't listen to Fang Zheng's words, just leave early.

A figure suddenly came, and at the moment before the waves swept away the two children, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up, wrapped up Fang Zheng, and the other hand caught Xingjie, and the figure flashed again, and it had appeared under the embankment.

Yu Qing touched the heads of the two children, smiled slightly, and stayed awake for three days, the eyes of the new royal cat in Tai'an City were red, bloodshot, and his lips were chapped, and his voice was hoarse: "Let's go, leave quickly." ”

The two children nodded in unison, but neither of them moved, waiting for the two tore in the storm to arrive.

"Since you don't want to leave, then you have to be prepared to harm the fish pond, at this moment, you still have the leisure to take care of the two of you, and when the wind and rain come, no one cares about the life or death of the two of you. Well, remember, when you can't bear it, cover your ears, lie on the ground, and never get up and run out of fear, if that's the case, a simple breath can make you both head in different places. Yu Qing's voice was still in his ears, and his figure had reappeared on the embankment.

Xingjie's face was tangled, and finally chose to turn around and leave, but Fang Zheng grabbed his arm and continued to try to look into the distance, the storm had not yet arrived, and a strong wind blew on both sides of the river, and two burly generals on the north bank stood on the embankment like a giant mountain, and a scholar in fluttering clothes like a fairy slowly fell on the south bank, and both sides invariably guarded the embankment.

At this time, if someone can look down from the sky, they can find that starting from the large camp of the confrontation between the Zhennan army and the Nanliang army, until the section of Longzhou, the two banks of the river that stretches for more than 100 miles are fragmented, and the green of early spring on the shore is directly destroyed by the leakage of breath, and it has become a mess everywhere, and the armies of the two countries are scattered on both sides of the river, and they have made unremitting efforts to strengthen the embankment.

If it weren't for Hong Xiguan, Han Xianba and Kong Junci who coincidentally blocked the air waves at every impact, I don't know how many times this section of the river would have burst.

The waves of the big river, three days of fierce fighting, so far more than 100 miles!

The storm was near, and the clouds in the sky were rolling and sweeping away, like waves in a great river.

After three days of fierce fighting, the two experienced the process of winning to declining at the same time, and after forcibly surviving the limit of physical strength, the two of them were like returning to the light, and they regained a different kind of combat power, swords, sword qi, fists, and flying swords, in the water curtain that stirred up and covered the sky, it was terrifying.

In the center of the storm, Kong Dao Buddha formed claws with both hands, tore apart Li Yuanhao's sword qi, and drew a semicircular arc with the keel of the other hand, wanting to cut off the Northern Wei Emperor directly at the waist. Li Yuanhao jumped high, dodged the sword, the silver line poked out, stabbed at the eyes of Kong Dao Buddha, and at the same time wiped his fingers on the broken sword, a stream of blood wrapped around the broken sword, the sword qi was more than three points, and he waved the sword body lightly, and the sword qi smeared towards the neck of the academy worship.

Cultivating and improving sword intent with blood, along the way, Li Yuanhao has done it many times, Kong Dao Buddha sneered, see how many catties of blood you still have available, pick up the knife and take it hard, Li Yuanhao's sword qi is coming, just like a river rushing to meet a stubborn stone in the water, scattering and leaking. Kong Dao Buddha held the knife and entered, Li Yuanhao did not care, one hand behind him, gradually accumulated, a palm thunder formed, hovering on the road that Kong Dao Buddha rushed to, like a thunder pond trap.

Kong Dao Buddha was stunned, and then rushed over without hesitation, letting the palm thunder explode beside him, and came to Li Yuanhao in an instant, grabbed Li Yuanhao's neck with one hand, and dealt with the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty should consume the other party with close combat, and slowly consume him to death.

Li Yuanhao, who was choked by the neck, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the silver thread and the flying sword did not stagnate, stabbing at the front and back of the heart of the Confucius Buddha, and at the same time, the broken sword slashed towards the wrist of the great worship of the academy. Kong Dao Buddha smashed the broken sword with a dragon bone, which solved the urgent need, but he also had to withdraw and sweep diagonally, avoiding the silver line and the flying sword.

Want to dodge? Li Yuanhao didn't care whether the door was wide open or not, he gathered all his strength, and poked his finger at the center of Kongdao Buddha's eyebrows, poking out a bleeding hole.

Finally, the two of them reached the sandbar at the same time, put their feet on the wet and soft ground, breathing at the same time, inhaling at the same time, and rushing forward at the same time.

In terms of realm and combat power alone, Confucius Buddha has steadily suppressed Li Yuanhao's head, but Li Yuanhao's means are repeated, and the speed is fast, and he can hold three or four rounds in one go, along the way, whenever Confucius Buddha thinks that he can kill Li Yuanhao, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty can always see another means.

One punch for another, the two stood still again, and now they are on land, Kong Dao Buddha no longer wants to be entangled, even if he fights for a realm of cultivation, he also wants to end this period of grievances, and then look at the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor opposite, it seems that he also has this intention.

Don't look at the fact that the two of them can still fight vigorously and happily, as long as one party falls down and dies, the other party can't hold on for long, and the two of them are hanging in one breath.

Kong Dao Buddha put the knife back into the sheath, and conceived the knife in the deerskin scabbard, Li Yuanhao held the sword in both hands and slowly closed his eyes.

Both sides of the river held their breath and waited for the final blow of the dragon and tiger fighting.

The keel exploded out of the scabbard, like heavy snow rolling down, the momentum was huge, Li Yuanhao opened his eyes and held the sword, went upstream, and the broken sword that was as fast as a frightening moment came to the chest of Kong Dao Buddha, Kong Dao Buddha held the knife and turned his hands into one hand, and the other hand suddenly smashed down, smashing on the broken sword, the broken sword slid downward, deviated from the track, and failed to penetrate the heart with a sword, only piercing into the abdomen of the academy worship.

However, the academy's great worship sword gang still moved forward, tearing a hole in Li Yuanhao's shoulder. Li Yuanhao's face was just cold, not discouraged at all, he controlled the flying sword and stabbed at the center of Kong Dao Buddha's eyebrows.

"It's good!" Kong Dao Buddha shouted, stomped on a kick, hit it hard, and directly hit the flying sword, endured the severe pain, let the flying sword penetrate the arm, and smashed a punch into Li Yuanhao's chest, this is not over, the end of the fist is reborn, and another punch is smashed on the eyebrows of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and one arm is exchanged for a life of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, which is worth it.

The two fists superimposed, smashed Li Yuanhao out and fell into the water, and before the splash could rise, he was submerged by the waves and disappeared.

Kong Dao Buddha sat on the sandbar, breathing heavily, half of his body fell into the mud, dripping with blood, as if he had been pulled out alive, more than 30 bones on his body were broken, the ribs on his chest were broken, there was blood in his eyebrows, and the skull on the left side of his head was also knocked out of a blood hole by Li Yuanhao's broken sword。

Kong Dao Buddha did not have the slightest carelessness, stared at the river where Li Yuanhao fell into the water for a long time, waited for everything to be certain, and there would be no mistakes, until it was determined that the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty would not fight back again, Kong Dao Buddha was finally relieved, and smiled far-fetched, and blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth: "It's a pity, I only let you Li Yuanhao die, but you can't personally break the body of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty into ten thousand pieces, it's not beautiful, it's not beautiful!"

The words were not beautiful, but the words were full of pride, and he struggled to get up, Kong Daofo held the hilt of the broken sword with both hands, and wanted to pull this peerless divine weapon out of his body.

There was a soft buzz, Kong Dao Buddha frowned, his abdomen was in severe pain, and the broken sword held in both hands roared softly, and with a whoosh, the broken sword flew out of his abdomen uncontrollably, bringing out a blood flower, dripping and fluttering, and the broken sword circled around Longzhou, like a dragon raising its head and falling to one place.

Li Yuanhao broke through the water!

Hold the broken sword with your beckon!

What is the saddest thing in the world?

White-haired people send black-haired people, older people send younger people, and older sisters send younger brothers.

Li Yuanhao is a woman, where do you know the fame in history, the emperor's bearing, where do you know the country's society, the people of Li Min, where do you know the trade-offs and the righteousness of the world!

People were in the air, holding a broken sword, Li Yuanhao stared at Kong Dao Buddha, with tears in his eyes.

Sadness, anger, resentment, unwillingness, depression, desolation, all of them.

The sword body screamed mournfully, like a prayer, like a memory, like a bitter cry.

The sword has not yet come out, but this sword has a lot of weather and mixed feelings.

Danger is like heaven and earth, Mount Tai, and vast and mighty like rivers.

Liu Qing on the riverside couldn't help but pat each other with both hands, and shouted: "Wonderful, both form and spirit, high-spirited, resolute and resolute, as soon as this sword comes out, it will take away the world's kendo eight fights!!"

Seeing such a scene, Kong Dao Buddha was very close to the mad demon: "Why are you not dead, why are you not dead, why are you not dead!"

With a loud shout, the aura of the academy worship soared, and the blood flowing from his body was so terrifying that it went upstream, flying in the air, setting off the madness of the Buddha of Kongdao, and his fists were not allowed to be fired, and he continued to bombard Li Yuanhao, one punch was heavier than one punch, and one punch was stronger than one punch.

Li Yuanhao condensed his mind, understated, came slowly, and stabbed the Buddha with a sword without reason, this sword could not be dodged, only attacked, not defended, as if it was draped from the Nine Heavens Milky Way, and it was unobstructed.

At that moment, the wind stopped, the river stopped, and the camel bell sounded in the ears at the neck of the horses going north to the grassland, ding ding dong, ding ding dong, from the five towns of Beifang to Shengjing City, from Shengjing City to the town under the Wolf Juxu Mountain, and then all the way south, across the Great Wall, more than 9,000 miles, no matter how hard it was, several times when her life hung by a thread, there was a teenager who accompanied her around the left and right, calling her eldest sister one after another.

Li Yuanhao ignored the fist of the Confucian Buddha, pierced through the layers of barriers, and passed by the Confucian Buddha, blood flew sideways, and a deep blood trough with visible bones stretched from the abdomen of the academy to the shoulder.

With a pop, Kong Dao Buddha fell to the ground, struggled several times, trembled and stood up, the Sage Academy was enshrined, and he was the first person in the world with his muscles and bones, and he could only stand and die, not kneel and live!

Li Yuanhao abandoned his sword, ran to the front of the Confucian Buddha, formed a palm with one hand, and smashed it firmly on the heavenly spirit cover of the Confucian Buddha, and his brain was mixed with blood and splashed everywhere.

The great worship of the academy slowly closed his eyes, his body was paralyzed, and his breath was completely gone, but he still stood and did not fall.

The second dean of the academy on the south bank noticed Li Yuanhao's thoughts, and brazenly said: "People are dead, the enemy has been decided, you should have compassion, do good deeds, and leave all the corpses!"

Li Yuanhao glanced at Kong Junci, his face was warm and hesitant and a touch of compassion.

Kong Junci exhaled a long breath, and the next moment his eyes widened, and he shouted: "Don't!"

The Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty sneered coldly, smiled fiercely, grabbed the hair bun of the Buddha with one hand, and smashed the chest of the great enshrinement of the academy without hesitation.

Two fingers into a hook, poked into the eyes of the Buddha of Confucius, and took out two eyeballs. After hearing that after a person dies, his eyes are gouged out, he can't find Huangquan Road, can't walk the Naihe Bridge, and falls into hell forever, and can't be reincarnated.

I said that I want to break your Confucius Buddha into ten thousand pieces, and divide the corpse of five horses, I, the emperor, will do what he says!

Lifting the head of the Confucius Dao Buddha to everyone on the south bank, even Chen Fage, who had experienced a hundred battles, couldn't help but tremble.

The second dean Kong Jun's porcelain face was angry, and before he moved, Han Xianba and Hong Xiguan had already flown lightly, the two of them had their feet on the sandbar a little above, and when they came to the south bank, one person punched out, and smashed firmly on the two black and white chess pieces of Kong Jun porcelain, and the body of the second dean retreated violently and disappeared into the woods along the way.

Li Yuanhao's arms were lowered, and one of her arms had already been broken by Kong Dao Buddha, but she just insisted.

Holding the head of the Buddha of Kongdao, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty turned his head to look at the north bank of the river, and smiled, at this moment she was covered in blood, and the breeze blew her hair, like a flower blooming in the fog.

The little palace maid Xuan'er couldn't make a sound, Liu Qing was dumbfounded, and kept squirming her throat, Zhang Muzhi was stunned for a long time, and shouted "Crossbow!" All the Zhennan troops set up crossbows in unison, pointing to the south of the river, and for a moment, Vice General Zhang felt that this moment was the best time to cross the river and step on the Nanliang.

The little eunuch Yu Qing wiped his tears, and swept lightly towards His Majesty the Emperor, the last time His Majesty cut off his head, it was the first Taiwan State Domain in the world, you Confucius Buddha, 108,000 miles away!