Heavy rain poured down, the Yellow River waves were monstrous, the battle between the two changed the topography of this section of the river, a strange and steep mountain was uprooted, broken into countless stones, scattered on the ground, forming a stone forest, the surging river flooded on both banks, like a veteran of officialdom who is good at drilling camps, constantly looking for a shortcut to the south, and going eastward.

Li Yuanhao hugged his shoulders and sat on a smooth stone, the rain flowed down his cheeks, and Murong Feng's body lay not far away, facing the sky, letting the rain wash away the blood all over the ground.

Glancing at Murong Feng, who was out of breath, Li Yuanhao exhaled, her chest and abdomen hurt like a knife, and suddenly she couldn't help but widen her eyes, and with a buzz, a red light shot out from Murong Feng's cuffs, piercing Li Yuanhao's eyebrows, and the hidden red flying sword suddenly came out, completely beyond Li Yuanhao's expectations.

Even if the Poison Sword Immortal is dead, he has a killing move!

In normal times, the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty had a hundred ways to deal with this flying sword, but at this time, his breath was exhausted, his interior was disordered, and he had no strength to suppress this flying sword, so Li Yuanhao could only turn his head sideways with difficulty.

The small red sword swept through her hair, and although it was not killed, the sharp sword qi still cut a hole between her eyebrows, and the blood couldn't stop flowing downward.

The scarlet little sword was not successful, but it did not stop, and the sword body turned vertically in the air, and continued to stab Li Yuanhao's back.

Murong Feng was able to raise two small scarlet snakes into two living dragons, and after he died, it didn't seem uncommon for this little red sword to be able to make a series of killing moves.

Li Yuanhao didn't care about his back, but bullied forward, holding the broken sword and inserting it into Murong Feng's heart, stirring left and right, blowing up the heart of the poisonous sword immortal, and the flying sword that had already touched Li Yuanhao's back suddenly fell, like a fish jumping out of the water, struggling and rolling on the ground. Li Yuanhao did not hesitate, and stepped heavily on the body of the small sword, the turquoise small sword swiped on his fingers, and a drop of blood dripped into the red flying sword.

Far away in the Xiongnu grassland, Li Yuanhao once made the green flying sword drip blood to recognize the master, and today he concocted it in the same way, hoping to erase the anger in the red flying sword.

The little scarlet sword struggled for a while, and finally lost its life.

Li Yuanhao sat slumped on the ground, muddy water splashing, breathing heavily, and trembling uncontrollably.

I don't know when, the little palace maid Xuan'er came here with Li Xiuce in her arms, and when she saw Li Yuanhao's constantly trembling back, her face was full of tears, and she shouted: "Your Majesty!"

Li Yuanhao's mind exploded, the grass and trees were all soldiers, he heard someone shouting, but he didn't hear the words clearly, he just thought that the poisonous sword fairy still had a back move, and suddenly burst out, his eyes showed a fierce light, two silver lines stabbed obliquely to his back, and two flying swords also shot out at the same time, Li Yuanhao instinctively jumped high, holding the broken sword and stabbing heavily behind him.

The sudden sword qi overturned the umbrella held by the little palace maid, her hair and clothes were all backwards, the little palace maid's face was full of panic, His Majesty was covered in blood, and her face was hideous and scary.

Seeing the person who came clearly, the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty forcibly withdrew the silver thread and the flying sword, his anger sank into the dantian, his feet fell to the ground vertically, and the sword qi that did not vent out poured into the retrograde, colliding with her eight veins of the strange meridians, the sea of snow mountain qi, and the blood flowed out of the seven orifices, miserable and abnormal.

"Sister!" Li Xiuce shouted, ran forward with a limp leg, and hugged Li Yuanhao's limp body, Li Yuanhao was stiff because of fear, and he grabbed the broken sword with five fingers in one hand, unable to stretch: "Sister, it's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine, everything will be fine." ”

On the frontal battlefield of the confrontation between the Zhenxi Army and the Western Chu Army, although it was a full eighty miles away from Junma Town, hundreds of thousands of people could see the dark clouds over Junma Town, lightning and thunder, and occasionally thunder and thunder, as if the sky in that place had been pulled down.

The sound of the explosion spread for more than 80 miles, and it was still deafening, and in order to prevent the explosion from disturbing the horses and mounts, both armies carried out simple protection.

After an hour of treacherous weather, the dark cloud was so low that it seemed to touch the ground at once, and with a loud bang, a thunderbolt as thick as a mountain peak slashed down, and it rained heavily in the town of Junma.

Hong Xiguan could obviously feel that Murong Feng's breath had disappeared, and His Majesty's breath was gradually weakening, the victory and defeat had been divided, life and death had been decided, Tai'an City booby-trapped the Taitai Domain, and after Dajiang tortured and killed Kong Dao Buddha, another life of a super-first-class master in the world was taken away by His Majesty. In other words, when Zhao Duling looked at this matter, he couldn't help but sigh for a long time, the girls' families are always fighting and killing, which is not good. But Hong Xiguan felt hearty, and he only hated that he couldn't witness it with his own eyes.

Zhao Xuanji on the opposite side sighed faintly, Zhuge Guoshi personally laid out, Western Chu raised the whole country to contain the Zhenxi Army, and the deputy pavilion master of Su did not hesitate to use the Zizhu Great Array, and the poisonous sword Xiandong went to assassinate him, the plan was extremely perfect, and he never took the life of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, it can only be said that it is fate, and it cannot be forced.

Suddenly, the rear of the Western Chu army rushed quickly, came to Zhao Xuanji, rolled off his horse, and said breathlessly: "Generalissimo, it's not good, the generalissimo's wife and children were taken away by Chu Renfeng!"

"What?!" Zhao Xuanji's face was shocked, his heart trembled, the herald's eyes showed a fierce light, and a dagger slid into his hand, stabbing Zhao Xuanji's face, before the dagger arrived, the person was pressed on his body by a coercion of heaven and earth, and became a puddle of flesh.

Zhao Xuanji was really angry!

Duan Xifeng drove his horse forward: "Generalissimo, this person should be a spy of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but I don't know if what he said just now is true or false." ”

Kou Zhongyuan's face was solemn: "Whether it's true or not, the generalissimo should go back to Luoyang City to find out the truth and truth, Xifeng, you go back to Luoyang City with the generalissimo, there is me here, with the character of Hong Longjia, I will not start a war at this point in time." ”

Zhao Xuan was extremely anxious, turned the horse's head and left.

The deputy general of the Zhenxi Army, who has always been known for his boldness and integrity, sneered, and a ruthlessness rose in his heart for no reason, squinted his eyes, and his eyes were full of light, and he jumped up and punched out.

If you want to go, it's not that easy!

He wanted to stop Zhao Xuanji from going west.

The nine swords of Xichu shouted loudly, and the nine swords came out together, forming an overwhelming net to meet Hong Xiguan's fist.

Fan Xiaokuai saw a punch crashing into the sword net, and the sword net completely covered the fist, his heart trembled slightly, he raised his sword and shouted: "It's not good, this punch can't be hard-connected!"

The fist crashed into the sword net, directly broke the sword net, soared into the sky, and the nine swords that underestimated the Northern Wei Dynasty boxing god flew out upside down, Hong Xiguan bullied forward, smashed down with a fist, and the fists crisscrossed and even formed a fist net, covering all the nine swords.

Fan Xiao shouted loudly, rushed into the fist net, and slashed out from top to bottom.

Regardless of the results of the battle, Hong Xiguan was like a tiger descending from the mountain, spreading his wings and an eagle, plunging into the Western Chu army, rampage, half a mile of defense line, in the blink of an eye, he was knocked open a gap, and on the ground swept by the Northern Wei Fist God, the Western Chu cavalry were all men and horses.