The two have not yet collided, but the breath involves the waves of the river, directly changing the direction of the river, forming two tides that collide with each other, spanning the sky and the earth.

The waves covered the sky, glowing silvery-white, fierce and fearless, Li Yuanhao clasped his hands, and two silver threads climbed on his arms, forming an armor, and the aura of the Buddha soared to the peak.

First, the two tides collided head-on, setting off a huge wave of hundreds of feet, and the whole river was stirred and tumbled, and the turbid sediment surged from the bottom of the river.

And in the middle of the huge waves, Li Yuanhao and Kong Daofo finally collided, and the two of them each simply waved out in a circle, met in the center of the pontoon, and there was a loud bang, with the two of them as the center, the oil and wood chips on the pontoon bridge cracked, and fell into the river, revealing the side-by-side iron chain of the Hengjiang River below.

Li Yuanhao's face was ruddy, and there were faint traces of blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, although it was a simple tentative fight, the great worship of the academy was far superior to Li Yuanhao in terms of realm and combat power.

Kong Daofo sneered, and folded three points, Li Yuanhao flew out upside down like a lightning strike, but she didn't forget to forcibly kick out and kicked Kong Daofo's throat hard.

The academy is not a reckless person, knowing the advance and retreat, which is vividly shown in the hands of Ding Yi, the young man burned out the three purple golden lotus in his body, straight into the heavenly and human realm above the nine products, and hit the Confucius Buddha hard, when he was dying, the young man used words to provoke the Confucius Buddha, the Confucian Buddha was unmoved, turned around and fled, the cultivation is gone, the realm can be plastic, the ashes can be rekindled, and the water can be recovered, but there is only one life, gone, that is, it is really gone.

In the battle with Ding Yi, was Kong Daofo defeated? defeated, but his life was saved. It's a very simple and easy-to-understand truth, there are fools in this world who don't know whether to live or die don't understand, the young Ding Yi is like this, and the same is true of Li Yuanhao, the king of a country, in this case, the old man Kong Daofo doesn't care about taking the head of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

In order to relieve the power of Li Yuanhao's kick, Kong Dao Buddha's body slid backwards, forming a ripple on the water surface, slowly sliding to the other bank of the river.

Li Yuanhao was about to be miserable, his body drew a huge arc in the air, his feet smashed on the opposite bank, cracks bloomed around him, and she was in the center.

Kong Dao Buddha's face is still gloomy, the realm and combat power of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty are a little higher than he imagined, but a little higher is not enough to make up for the huge gap between the two, before Ding Yi died, burned out the breath of the purple golden lotus in his body, the realm climbed, and when he killed the Tai Domain, Li Yuanhao also had the same means, a lesson from the past, Kong Dao Buddha had already been calculated, if the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty also chose to explode the breath, he would not hesitate to pull out the keel on his waist, and strive to kill the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty in the first time to prevent future troubles.

Li Yuanhao exhaled a breath of turbidity, just a hard plan, at this moment her body turned over the river and the sea, forcibly suppressed the sea of qi, she suddenly calmed down, did not choose to shoot away, but slowly moved forward, Li Yuanhao stepped on the dam, walked on the iron chain, walked slowly in the wind, fluttering in white, hidden and majestic, outstanding, looking at the burly figure opposite.

Kong Dao Buddha walked to the dam with his hands behind his back, majestic Cui Wei, majestic as an immortal in the sky, with sharp eyes: "Li Yuanhao, do you know that you are going to die here today?!"

The air waves were rolling, the sound was like thunder, and the explosion sounded on the river, and the blue waves on the river rippled, all rippling towards Li Yuanhao.

Li Yuanhao's face was calm, and his tone was even calmer: "Confucius Buddha, wash your neck, write your last words, and I will send you back to the West!"

Kong Daofo couldn't help laughing: "What a sharp mouth, the old man took you to the sky!"

The turquoise sword slid into his hand, and for the first time, Li Yuanhao held a flying sword, two silver wires with teeth and claws, wrapped around the iron chains on both sides of his body, and collapsed backwards in an arc like a full moon, and suddenly exerted force, Li Yuanhao was like being ejected by a slingshot, and the whole person smashed towards the academy.

At the same time, two water-drawing tornadoes rose from the ground, and the black clouds overwhelmed the city, all pressing on the figure opposite.

Confucius Buddha looked indifferently at the menacing Li Yuanhao, stomped under his feet, raised his hands to the sky, and drew a huge circle, since you Li Yuanhao used the flow of breath to create a water tornado, why can't the great worship of my academy treat his body with the way of others, a simple opening style, under the big river, the river turned over, and an inverted funnel-like tornado suddenly formed, from the heavens, down to the earth, and roared into Li Yuanhao's two water-drawing tornadoes.

The three tornadoes collided together, and the river churned as if it had been boiled, and finally fell from the sky, as if it had rained down.

Kong Dao Buddha snorted coldly, it didn't seem to be enjoyable, the academy worship started again, and the second tornado rose from the ground and swept towards the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Li Yuanhao was on tiptoe, his body was like a long rainbow, and he plunged into a tornado.

"It's a good time!" Kong Dao Buddha shouted, his hands were in the air, and the tornado on the river seemed to be choked by the throat, and it tightened instantly, and he wanted to use his strong breath to pinch Li Yuanhao and explode.

Suddenly, a figure jumped out from the top of the tornado, swooped down from top to bottom, and went north to the Huns, Li Yuanhao had seen a white-haired tornado in the grassland desert, and it was in that white-haired tornado that she crossed the nine pins and appeared above the realm of heaven and man. At this moment, she drew a scoop according to the gourd, so that the Confucius Buddha fell short, came to the front of the Confucian Buddha, and punched out.

Kong Daofo's face was calm, he sneered, and he didn't care about Li Yuanhao's fist, but also simply swung his fist out, directly smashing it into the eyebrows of the Northern Wei Emperor. Li Yuanhao's body turned, and while dodging the opponent's fist, he turned his fist into a palm, holding Kong Dao Buddha's wrist, a silver line poked out of the water and stabbed into Kong Dao Buddha's chest, and another silver line poked out from behind Kong Dao Buddha, waiting for the academy to worship himself and collide with it.

Although he didn't look behind him, Kong Dao Buddha seemed to know the trap behind him, he didn't move at all, took his left foot as the axis, turned his body, pulled out a big circle, and threw Li Yuanhao out.

Li Yuanhao was in the air, using his strength to fight, and the flying sword in his sleeve shot out.

Kong Daofo squinted slightly, shouted, the seemingly invincible flying sword seemed to hit a wall, and the sword body buzzed: "The carving insect skills that can't go up the table, Huang Chunfeng, Liu Baitong, Zhao Duling, Shi Weihan, Wei Mocheng, Han Xianba, Hong Xiguan, Chu Renfeng, so many masters around you, they didn't teach you anything useful, or are you too poorly qualified, too stupid, and haven't learned? Three months, you could have lived for two more months, tsk, if you don't cherish it, the old man doesn't need to pity you." ”

Slowly walking in front of the suspended flying sword, the academy enshrined a fist on the sword body, and the flying sword was like a frosted eggplant, falling into the turquoise river water, and slowly submerged into the bottom of the river.

Li Yuanhao fell on the iron chain on the river surface, because of the loss of the Buddha of the Confucian Dao, the strength was continuous, the iron chain sank, directly outlined a ravine on the river surface, Li Yuanhao stood at the bottom of the ravine, as if he was buried, and said that the water was more flowing when the knife was drawn, and this outline was really cutting the river surface.

From the new rise to the river, Li Yuanhao looked at the Buddha of Confucius indifferently, continued to breathe and sank his shoulders, and the next moment, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty rushed to kill again.

The battle between the two started two months in advance because they looked at each other, which caught the armies of the two countries stationed in the north and south of the river a little unprepared, because two months of time was very precious for both sides, and it was imperative for Kong Daofo to recuperate from his injuries and return to the top to increase the chances of victory in this battle. For the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, it was even more precious, racing against time to make up for the gap between the realm and combat power, and seizing the slim chance of survival in the dead land, but things did not go as expected.

To the south of the river, Kong Jun's porcelain figure fluttered, falling a hundred zhang away, and then Kong Feng and Kong Lin arrived, standing on both sides of the vice president of the Sage Academy, the three of them did not watch the two people fighting on the river, but looked at the north bank of the river, two burly figures smashed on the north bank of the river, Han Xianba and Hong Xiguan had also arrived, and the little eunuch Yu Qing followed, the person had already stood still, but the broken sleeve was fluttering. Hong Xiguan stretched out his hand to block Yu Qing's chest: "Don't interfere, otherwise the situation will be more complicated, and the second dean on the other side will be difficult to deal with." ”

Yu Qing's face was resentful, and for the first time he complained to His Majesty the Emperor: "Your Majesty, it's too reckless!"

Hong Xiguan glanced at the little eunuch: "If you are not reckless, then is it still your majesty the emperor of our Great Wei?"

Yu Qing's face improved: "But this time it's reckless, if you can't do it, you can ...... it" He didn't say the three words of life, His Majesty is not superstitious, let alone believe in fate, but he doesn't like others to spit out unlucky words, every time the little eunuch says something unlucky, Li Yuanhao will always be so anxious that he will hit Yu Qing's mouth and let him swallow the words back.

With the arrival of the highest combat power in the north and south of the river, the armies of the two countries have also arrived, Chen Fage, the general of the first line of the Great River in the Southern Liang Dynasty, led three thousand elite soldiers, hurriedly came, Zhang Mu, the deputy general of the Southern Army of the Northern Wei Town, and two thousand cavalry galloped forward, the two sides looked at each other across the river, and the bow and crossbow in their hands had been wound and arrowed, pointing to the opposite side.

The heavenly people above the nine grades present still didn't feel that the closer ordinary soldiers got to the battlefield, the more they could feel the sense of suffocating oppression, the river wind was agitated, and there were bursts of thunder in their ears, like ten thousand horses galloping. Compared with the face of the Southern Liang army, the Northern Wei army was shocked, among which Zhang Muzhi was the most shocked, the first time they met, he felt the murderous aura of the Northern Wei Emperor, he thought that it was a perennial high position to raise the majesty, at this moment he suddenly realized that his own emperor His Majesty is by no means the rumored embroidered pillow.

On the other side of the river, Chen Fage dismounted and walked in front of Kong Junci and asked, "Mr. Junci, there are still two months left in the March appointment, what is this?"

Kong Junci smiled bitterly: "I shouldn't help it, I fought a decisive battle in advance." ”

Chen Fage sighed and looked at the two figures that kept flashing above the river: "This matter is becoming more and more reckless and less exquisite." ”

Before Kong Weiting entered the academy alone, the masters of the Sage Academy were scattered all over the Southern Liang, the great worship of Confucius Buddha in Jiankang City, the protection of the eldest prince Chen Jianye, the third dean Kong Xitang in the Southern Liang Sword Sect, teaching the disciples of the Sword Sect poetry and books, the second dean Kong Jun porcelain in the first line of the river, Chen Fage and Kong Jun porcelain are familiar with each other. Chen Fage was born from a humble background, he was a miscellaneous servant of Chen Valve, he was favored by Chen Jingyan, taught the art of war, gave the surname Chen, Chen Valve's internal strife, and the talent withered. Chen Fage's art of war is outstanding, but he comes from a humble background, and he has always regarded Chen Jingyan as his master, he doesn't talk much on weekdays, and he is polite to everyone, but he can also talk to Kong Junci, and he has no scruples about speaking on weekdays. If Chen Fage can't get used to anyone, it is Zhang Shenggu, the white-clothed sword immortal of Nanliang, this turtle grandson looks like a dog, but he actually has a very bad heart.

Kong Junci shook his head: "Both sides have their own pros and cons, but for the Taoist Buddha, the pros outweigh the disadvantages, for the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages, if the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor has no backhand, this anxious decisive battle can only be reckless, but in my opinion, the Northern Wei Dynasty Son of Heaven is not ......."

Before the words fell, the two warring people suddenly separated, and the body of Kong Dao Buddha was still burly, and his breath leaked out, like the tide into the sea, and the rain falling from the sky bounced off three feet around his body.

Li Yuanhao's appearance was much more embarrassed, and he let the river water wet his body, and blood seeped out of the seven orifices.

Obviously, Li Yuanhao suffered a big loss, and the word-consuming trick demonstrated by Hong Xiguan and Han Xianba, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty was directly thrown in Java, and chose the next strategy, and confronted Kong Dao Buddha, and the result was naturally embarrassing.

"How does it taste?" Kong Dao Buddha has the upper hand, there is an unspeakable ridicule in his words, he believes that Li Yuanhao still has a back hand, be careful to make the ten thousand years boat, first use verbal sarcasm to anger the other party, let it be exhausted as soon as possible, and then slowly kill, it is the strategy of Kong Dao Buddha, since his own realm and combat power are superior, then he has not let Ding die after defeat, and he will get it back from the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor, which is very meaningful, Kong Dao Buddha feels that only by letting the Northern Wei Dynasty Son of Heaven die according to his wishes, the gap left by Ding Yi on his state of mind can be completely filled, and this crack is the shame of the academy's great offering, so far he has never said it to anyone。

"I might as well tell you the truth, the young man burst out with all his strength when he was dying, but unfortunately it was far from enough, the old man still had the ability to kill him, tsk, he knelt on the ground before he died, begging not to kill him, but the old man killed too many people, no more than him, no less than him, no less, so he raised his hand to send him to the Yellow Spring......"

With simple verbal stimulation, what Confucius Buddha wants is Li Yuanhao's self-chaos.

Li Yuanhao's face was frosty, gloomy as an ink cloud, he slowly closed his eyes, his hands were flat, and the surface of the river around him was suddenly quiet and abnormal, like a mirror, and the next moment, the water surface where Li Yuanhao was standing exploded a cloud of mist, as if he was moving instantly, and the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty suddenly appeared on the side of the body of the Buddha of Confucius, and slammed into the chest of the Buddha of Confucius.

The academy enshrined Li Yuanhao's knees with both hands, his body slid back, leaking Li Yuanhao's five points of strength, suddenly stopped, and then retreated, sliding back three times in a row, completely discharging Li Yuanhao's strength, and gently pressing down, Li Yuanhao's body leaned forward, Li Yuanhao raised his elbow, and smashed the opponent's head.