On fate, Li Yuanying first entered the rivers and lakes, and the masters he met in the real sense were Zhao Xingtu and Zhao Wufeng, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, in the reeds, the two joined forces to ask the sword Huang Chunfeng, and Zhao Xingtu, who regarded himself very highly, faced Huang Chunfeng, the wine sword fairy who reappeared in the rivers and lakes, thought it would be an intractable battle, but he didn't know that the head of the three peers was too domineering, and the two of them were not Huang Chunfeng's opponents。

In this case, the avenue is facing the sky, each side goes, the well water does not violate the river water, you take your Yangguan Road, I take my single-plank bridge, however, the Northern Wei Dynasty Son of Heaven has been in the limelight in recent years, whether it is a big war or a small war, she has never retreated, she has always been reckless and arrogant forward, and the result really allowed her to win the world's unparalleled combat power, which made Zhao Xingtu feel related, and unconsciously had the heart of comparison, why did Lao Tzu go out of the mountain and meet Huang Chunfeng only to escape, but you are a little woman who can first kill the Taiwan Domain, and then enter the Huns, and can also retreat and slaughter the Confucius Buddha。

I, Zhao Xingtu, were not convinced, and finally, Zhao Xingtu appeared in front of Junma Town and blocked in front of Murong Feng who was going west, and the result was naturally needless to say, it was another big defeat, almost throwing his life there, and what made Zhao Xingtu even more angry was that the poisonous sword immortal died in the hands of Li Yuanying, and the record of the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty had another life of a peak master, which was in stark contrast to himself.

Since his debut, Zhao Xingtu has not tasted a victory, and the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor who can face it today, those national enemies and family hatreds have all been left behind, he just wants to use the sword in his hand to ask the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor, my Zhao Xingtu's sword, is it fast?

Zhao Xingtu, who was in the process of rushing forward, had already entered the Divine Heaven Realm, ten guides and ten swords, colorful, different swords and swords, and first faced Li Yuanying who was standing with a sword.

There is an unwritten rule for sword training in the world, which lies in the essence rather than the miscellaneous, such as Huang Chunfeng's Qianli One Sword, Zhao Dunhuang's Haoran One Sword, Murong Feng's Killing Sword, and Zhao Xingtu is accident, almost every sword can go to an unprecedented level.

The Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor made a knife extremely quickly, changing in every way, a thousand kinds of mysteries, but with one slash, Zhao Xingtu's colorful sword qi suddenly split in half, turning into countless catkins flying in the air.

Zhao Xingtu was not in a hurry, he pulled the space in front of him with one hand, and a sword qi swimming dragon broke through the ground, and Li Yuanying's body suddenly rose high under the collision. However, it was only a slight pause, she lowered her head and squinted, stepped down heavily, and the sword qi swimming dragon crashed into the ground, and she died down, never daring to raise her head again.

Without a pause, Li Yuanying immediately raised his head with a keen sense, and a sword qi as thick as a wellhead slashed down in the air, like a waterfall falling to the ground.

Li Yuanying raised his knife and rushed into the sky, and the sword qi that rushed down in the air seemed to hit a wall, the sword qi shot out like a stream of light in all directions, the blade slashed down, and the sword qi in the sky suddenly disappeared, and then raised his head, and a haoran sword qi came to him, Zhao Xingtu had already turned into a sword, and he came straight at such a fast speed, only between the blink of an eye and his breath.

Li Yuanying's knife had reached the end, and there was no time to make other moves, so she raised her foot in a hurry and smashed it down, although she was in a hurry, but the power of this kick was not something that Zhao Xingtu could catch now, boom, before Zhao Xingtu got close, his body was like being struck by lightning, and his whole body was directly pressed into the ground, full of blood.

In the midst of the chaos, Zhao Xingtu raised his head slightly, blood flowed into his eyes, and his eyes were blood-red and blurred, and he said softly: "Senior Brother Wufeng, go on!"

"Drink!" shouted loudly, and at some point, Zhao Wufeng had already flown into the air, a giant sword was raised above his head, and he slashed hard, and on the line where the giant sword fell, a sharp spark bloomed, making a crackling sound, it was not a strange scene caused by the overflow of sword qi, but a terrifying scene caused by the friction between the sword body and the air.

It is extremely simple, there is no fancy at all, it is exactly the same as Li Yuanying's simple sword swinging action, the avenue is simple, but the power is not simple, it is by relying on this simplicity that Zhao Wufeng can split the mountains of the Southern Liang Sword Sect with one sword and one sword, and always suppress Zhao Xingtu in terms of combat power.

From beginning to end, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, who had been moving forward shallowly, had an abnormality, his feet sank, and within the range of three zhang around his body, the earth completely sank, like a bowl appearing on the vast ground.

Li Yuanying's wrist flipped, and the thin knife from nothingness returned to nothingness again, and he clenched his fist with one hand, and brazenly faced Zhao Wufeng's giant sword.

The fist and the sword collided in an instant, and at the point where the two touched, one horizontal and one vertical, two perpendicular breath ripples exploded, and from the people on the head of the city, there was only light in that space, and no light came out, so that place fell into the eyes of people It was pitch black, like night, like a whirlpool.

The corners of Zhao Wufeng's mouth were bleeding, he was a person who didn't like to talk, fighting with people was more about fighting each other, and there was no words to talk to, just pressing down on the sword, Li Yuanying was bent on killing, and he didn't want to talk nonsense, his fist turned into a palm, holding the thick sword blade, and gently broke it outward.

At that time, Huang Chunfeng was alone in the Sword Sect, Zhao Wufeng's master Zhao Wujian held the Wufeng Sword to the Poetry Sword Immortal, Huang Chunfeng broke a gap in the Wufeng Sword, the years are like a shuttle, and today, Huang Chunfeng's disciple Li Yuanying is also holding the sword in his hand against Zhao Wufeng, the disciple of Zhao Wufeng. It's just that Huang Chunfeng still had mercy back then, he was mainly interested in learning, and he didn't want to kill, Li Yuanying was only trying to kill people at the moment, which can be said to be a difference between the north and the south.

With a bang, Zhao Wufeng's giant sword cracked in response, and the next moment the sword body cracked again, but instead of cracking, it shattered into countless powders in an instant.

Without a sword in his hand, Zhao Wufeng's body continued to fall, Li Yuanying smashed it with a punch, slamming it on the opponent's chest, and with a bang, Zhao Wufeng's body bent backwards, and the clothes on his back exploded into a large circular hole.

This is not over, Li Yuanying pressed Zhao Wufeng's face with one hand, his figure was like the wind, pressed back, Zhao Wufeng landed on the ground with his back, smashed out a big pit, the Northern Wei Dynasty Tianzi slid forward for a distance of ten zhang, and Zhao Wufeng slid backwards for a distance of ten zhang after his back landed, leaving a shocking place of blood.

Li Yuanying got up slowly, and first glanced at Xiao Xiuce in his arms, no matter the wind and rain outside, lightning and thunder, it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

Qin Ying, who had been watching coldly, had a solemn face, abandoned the piano, and closed his eyes slightly, so a floating guqin appeared in front of his eyes, which others could not see, and he could only see it by closing his eyes, his hands were on the strings, and he plucked it gently, with a loud sound, and there was no sound in the air, but a strong wind blew, like thousands of knives. Qin Ying didn't stop at all, playing the piano like flying, blood splashed on his fingers, revealing snow-white finger bones.

Li Yuanying strode forward, swinging his knife like rain, slashing at the silent sound of moisturizing things, and with each slash, Qin Ying suffered a heavy blow, his body slammed backwards uncontrollably, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

The pace under his feet became faster and faster, Li Yuanying's knife became faster and faster, and Qin Ying's retreat became faster and faster, and his body slammed straight into the city wall, splashing countless dust.

Zhan Mingdao, the Four Swords of the Academy, Tuoba Longshan, Zhao Xingtu, Zhao Wufeng, Qin Ying, these leaders of the same age as Li Yuanying, will support the world's talents in the future, and they will all be defeated!

In addition, the cavalry that rushed out of the city and the Red Fresh Army of more than 1,500 people were killed in the battle!

Outside the city was silent, silent, except for the whining of the wind.

Kong Shan stroked his chest and stood up, spit out a breath of turbidity, Kong He smashed open the sand and gravel buried in his body with a punch, and walked out unkempt, Kong Lin followed behind him, his hands trembled, making a falling shape, the woman Kong Shui held a long sword, in front of the horizontal sword, Tuoba Longshan shook off the blood on his arm, and forcibly restored the dislocated arm, Zhao Xingtu and Zhao Wufeng stood up in the blood, and lifted the sword representing the Southern Liang Sword Sect with a hand that was already unconscious, Qin Ying also walked out slowly, he was no longer out of the qin, and could only hold a knife with his hands that exposed the white bones of Sensen。

The eight people with a fierce expression of not afraid of death from the new station before the city gate, the last hope in the world, the safety of Luoyang City, in the eight people, not to mention that they have a common enmity with the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, so they can't retreat, even if they die!

And on the opposite side of the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and the corpses are all over the field.

The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty put away his sword and stood.

Above the city, the scene that caught everyone's eyes was that the woman with the knife was laughing.

In a cruel smile!

It's like a black poppy blooming in the boundless wasteland!