The sword qi roared down with the fury of thunder, and the earth-destroying momentum caused the soldiers on the Hongtu side to abandon their armor and flee in all directions screaming. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They are all warriors, not afraid of battle, not afraid of life and death, but in the face of forces that cannot be resisted by humans, none of them want to die in vain.

The soldiers were enthusiastic and cheering because of the god-like bravery of the emperor.

At this time, if the two armies fought, Hongtu would be defeated.

But at this time, it was not their turn to do it at all, and Moyi Xiaobai was independent, which constituted an insurmountable moat.

Luo Jingnian and Xuanyuan Du floated up as before, and met the sword qi.

With a loud bang, Luo Jingnian spurted out a mouthful of blood and shot out backwards, Xuanyuan Du's body suddenly faded, and the soul of a mountain god and an emperor was seriously injured at the same time.

Before the two of them could stand firm, Mo Yi Xiaobai's third sword had already arrived.

The sharper the sword wind, the more calm the person becomes.

He was dressed in black armor and a fierce cloak, like a god of darkness condensed by the night, heavier and darker than the night.

The third sword came in an instant, and Luo Jingnian and Xuanyuan Du, who were in a hurry, were knocked into the air like a kite with a broken string before they could get close.

Although Luo Jingnian is a spirit body, he is also a flesh and blood body, and this blow made the blood in his mouth spurt wildly, as if a blood rain had fallen on his body.

Xuanyuan Du is just a soul, there is no blood to vomit, but his body is pale and light.

His injuries were no younger than those of Luo Jing, but they showed something different.

But it is a very miraculous thing that he can keep pace with Luo Jingnian.

Luo Jingnian is the spirit body condensed by the convergence of the aura of heaven and earth, and the god of a mountain who has been cultivating for hundreds of years.

After falling into the demon, it will only increase his strength, not regress.

Xuanyuan Du is the soul of an emperor wandering in the world, and he got some chance and condensed his soul.

Not long ago, Gong Yuyao saw Xuanyuan Du, compared with the current one, it can be described as the difference between heaven and earth.

His skill can be described as a thousand miles in a day.

Although he and Luo Jingnian still couldn't catch Mo Yi Xiaobai's sword momentum, it couldn't be said that their skills were not strong.

There is a difference between them and Moyi Xiaobai for thousands of years of cultivation and various innate advantages.

In the distance, Feng Yaohua floated over, took Luo Jingnian and Xuanyuan Du in mid-air, and the three of them stood side by side, stretching out their palms at the same time, gathering the breath of the three together, and slamming down towards Moyi Xiaobai.

The two sides have great magical powers, and they are ruthless in attacking each other, and the three of them are overwhelmingly smashed, not caring whether their attacks will hurt ordinary soldiers.

If Mo Yi Xiaobai can't take it all, the soldiers gathered behind him will suffer heavy losses.

Mo Yi Xiaobai's face was cold, his eyes were cold, and as soon as the momentum on the opposite side was reached, he suddenly put away his long sword, stretched his arms and floated up.

His gaze floated in the air, his cloak unfurled like feathered wings in the wind, making him look like a god of darkness descending from the sky.

He turned his back to the sky, as if he was absorbing and praying, his slender and majestic body with supreme strength, and his hands formed fists and slammed down below.

The two fists were like giant hammers falling from the sky, colliding with the mountain-like aura of the three of them, and the strength of the three of them was dissolved in an instant.

Feng Yaohua, Luo Jingnian, and Xuanyuan Du flew out at the same time with a muffled snort.

Luo Jingnian was seriously injured earlier, and this blow added to the injury, and he fainted in mid-air.

Feng Yaohua forcibly caught Luo Jingnian, and his figure was also light, and he barely landed safely.

Xuanyuan Du simply disappeared, and he didn't know if he was directly scattered or flew too far.

The gap is too big!

Gong Yuyao's eyes were indifferent, and he shook his head slightly.

At this time, Mo Yi Xiaobai was still only in a semi-demonic state, and the three of them were not opponents when they joined forces.

That's where it's not fair.

If Shen Yaohua knew that her two brothers were killing each other, and one of them still didn't know whether he was alive or dead, I am afraid she would be very sad.

Besides, why hasn't God moved yet?

Gong Yuyao sneered at the sky, the same breath that should not appear, as soon as he made a move, it would cause thunder to roll, how could Mo Yi Xiaobai be safe?

Just when he was thinking about whether to make things more lively, Xuanyuan Du suddenly reappeared, and appeared in front of Feng Yaohua and Luo Jingnian intact.

His face was silent, his eyes were extremely quiet, his tall figure stood lightly, his white clothes and white hair, and his jade bones were abundant, revealing indescribable nobility and majesty.

Xuanyuandu's indifference and calmness are in stark contrast to Moyi Xiaobai's cold majesty.

The two of them happened to be black and white, just like night and day could not be combined.

Xuanyuan crossed the ground and rose to the ground, floated into the air and looked at Mo Yi Xiaobai coldly for a moment, and suddenly made a move without warning.

A sharp white light like a knife suddenly burst out from his palm, continuously attacking Moyi Xiaobai.

Mo Yi Xiaobai seemed to snort coldly, and his right hand turned into a fist to meet him.

A dazzling light suddenly bloomed in the sky, rippling layer by layer.

Gong Yuyao narrowed his eyes and stared at Xuanyuan Du.

That person is not just Xuanyuandu.

He has the power of others within him.

And that power, he was familiar with.

Power from the realm of the bitter sea!

Someone quietly came to the world from the realm of the sea of suffering, and the realm envoy didn't find it?

Gong Yuyao's eyes gradually sank.

Just as he was about to leave to inquire about the realm envoy again, Mo Yi Cangyu suddenly passed a message to him on his dying, wanting him to bring Shen Yaohua to stop this big battle that shouldn't have happened.

Gong Yuyao just sneered.

Mo Yi Cang Yan is crazy, he really thinks that the two men who have lost their minds now will give up the fight because of Shen Yaohua?

Not to mention now, even if they are all emperors with ordinary mortal bodies, will they be manipulated by a little woman in the face of the righteousness of the country?

It's funny!

Things between men, whether they live or die, why should their little Yao be involved!

Gong Yuyao didn't even save his answer with disdain, and didn't even bother to glance at Mo Yi Cangyan, who was lying on the ground with no breath.

He was stupid enough to let his master go to the human realm to eliminate the demonic energy, and he should have thought of the possible consequences.

Thanks to him, he is still blessed with a land demon!

Just as Gong Yuyao turned around to leave, Mo Yi's voice came into his ears again.

He said: If you don't find a way to stop it, this battle will eventually become a battle between the Demon Realm and the Bitter Sea.

Gong Yuyao stopped, sneered and said, "You finally guessed where I came from, but it's too late." ”

"Since I arrived in the human world, I have sealed most of my cultivation, and my husband has a noble identity and a profound cultivation, so naturally I can't guess it casually."

Mo Yi Cang Yan said very hard in just one sentence, as if he was gritting his teeth and holding on.

"If Mr. ignores it, it will be the turn of the Demon Realm and the Sea of Suffering after the human realm is devastated, and in addition, the Heavenly Realm, the Demon Realm and the like will not stand idly by, does Sir really bear to let all walks of life be in chaos because of this?"