The general took a step forward gently, and the sky and the earth changed color, and the clouds surged.

In front of the Xuanwu Gate, all the masters suddenly had a clear heart, the general is not a person who can stop it, but today's matter has started, and the general must be prevented from capturing the capital, everyone looks at each other, and at the same time makes trouble.

Han Zhong lifted the broken knife, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and swung it out suddenly, the knife gang slashed out, and the earth was torn out of a huge ravine, and the vertical and horizontal invincible slashed towards the general.

The sword idiot boy suppressed the churning internal breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, put his hands together into a sword, and a clearly visible qi sword **** went out.

Zero Zero Seven didn't know how to use sword qi, slapped the ground with one hand, and the lonely nine swords were drawn in a sword-like mixed circle, stirring up a huge arc, and the scimitar from the Huns was thrown out as a dagger.

Gonggong Hong, who had peeled off the cocoon to break the snowball, stretched out his hands, and two silver needles slid into his hands, and the next moment, the two silver needles were hidden in the sword and sword qi of Han Chong and the sword idiot boy like poisonous snakes, shooting towards the general.

Wei Song smiled bitterly, he was bold by nature, and he didn't like to bully more than he could, but he couldn't do anything about today's things, the silver spear collapsed back into his hand with a soft roar, and a spear rose, and the minimalist and rigid silver spear roared away like a dragon going out to sea.

Xu Yunfeng was silent, he secretly felt that the perfect world outlined by the general could not be realized, and if the general was allowed to make the decision for the world, the world would definitely slide into some kind of abyss. Mobilizing the momentum in his body, Xu Yunfeng wiped it on his waist, and the soft sword hand drew a brilliant arc in front of him, and a soft sword instantly turned into tens of millions, arranging them on his chest. A thousand swords in unison.

Sima Qi's face was serious, he walked behind Xu Yunfeng, and gently pressed one hand on Xu Yunfeng's back. The kung fu of the two is in the same line, and the thousand swords in front of Xu Yunfeng have increased in vain and become ten thousand swords, and under the ten thousand swords, the power has doubled.

The people of the Shushan Sword Pavilion held their hands lightly, their faces were serious, led by Zhao Jianchen, and their breath converged on everything. The colorful sword qi kneaded together, forming a white pillar of light that reached the sky: "Please sword!" "The sonic boom is in the sky.

Thousands of miles away, on the sword pavilion of Shushan Sword Mountain, thousands of swords roared together, and the mist was thick. The purple golden lotus in the lotus pond bloomed instantly, and ten thousand swords contended, flying together, starting from the Shushan Sword Pavilion. Finally went to the Xuanwu Gate in the capital. The sky is majestic and magnificent.

The national teacher of Allati clasped his hands together and chanted "Amitabha Buddha", the Buddha's light shone, and a big Buddha sitting between heaven and earth slowly rose, and ten thousand golden rays illuminated.

Kobayashi Hikaru poked out his left hand, and the two chess pieces, one black and one white, chased each other, forming Tai Chi Bagua.

Gintoki Sakata holds a knife in one hand. One hand is virtually a scabbard, and the sheath is returned to the sheath. The sword qi is nurtured, and a sword gives birth to King Kong.

Fan Heming said a thousand pounds, drew circles with both hands, circle after circle, circles were connected, and an independent space slowly formed.

Li Mubai stood up, his sword heart was clear, he slowly closed his eyes, put his fingers together, and then opened his eyes, and there was the sound of a dragon chanting and a tiger roaring.

Sword Gang, sword qi, Buddha name, book sound...... Blend into brilliance.

Seeing such a scene, the gray-clothed old man raised his hands with a Tai Chi momentum, and the mysterious and unpredictable lens appeared in front of him, getting bigger and bigger, and finally bringing together everyone's moves.

Everyone seemed to be chaotic in their actions, but there was a tacit understanding between them, and the circular mirror thrown by the gray-clothed old man was like the ocean of Baichuan Nahai, blending together powerful moves, covering them from the sky, and then reflecting them.

Those moves have the sword qi of a sword-idiot boy, the scimitar of Zero Zero-Seven, the silver spear of Wei Song, the chaotic sword qi of Zhao Jianchen, and the gray chess pieces of Kobayashi Koichi......

Under the huge mirror stood the great general, and above his head was the roaring heavenly might, much higher than the five thunder thunders.

Under the siege of everyone, the sky of Shangjing City suddenly changed dramatically, the air stirred, the breath reversed, countless clouds gathered and churned, the gale was like a sword, the thunder was like a knife, the snowflakes were like a sword falling from the sky, and the limelight was like a knife like a cut.

People often speculate that the world's top martial artists will be what kind of scene they will be, some people say that the barrier to the death of the horse master in the battle to the death of the horse to the sky, the resonance of heaven and earth, nine purple thunder split, is the ultimate martial arts, today the heroes in front of the capital gathered, together to the general to attack, people know that the ultimate martial arts is not simply resonant with heaven and earth, but to destroy the world.

Above the city, the corner of the second prince's mouth, Zhao Shuo, who was dressed in bright yellow, suddenly showed a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "It's finally time to come." ”

He took out a piece of jade from his sleeve, rubbed it with one hand, smiled even more, and suddenly shook it, and the jade was pinched into crumbs.

In an instant, ten terrifying and abnormal auras suddenly rose in the capital city, just like ten black suns suddenly rose in the night.

Everyone in front of Xuanwu Gate was shocked, there were still masters in Shangjing? And the number is so large, reaching a terrifying ten people, each breath is not weaker than the people in front of the Xuanwu Gate, and the breath is also mixed with a cold and cruel sense of death.

The most surprising thing was the old man in gray, he was originally connected to the capital, and he knew all the wind and grass in the city, but he never felt that there were dozens of top masters hidden in the city.

The gray-clothed old man who was fully in control of the huge mirror frowned, and the ten breaths were all lifeless, all of them were dead qi.

The dozens of breaths rising from Shangjing City swept towards the Xuanwu Gate at an extremely fast speed, and the ten breaths formed horns with each other, relying on each other, and the momentum became stronger and stronger, getting closer and closer.

Everyone looked up, the surprise in their hearts was incomprehensible, and a black sky net slowly fell between the ten people, and the sky net came with a dead silence, covering the mirror of the gray-clothed old man and everyone's moves.

The sky net is magnificent, negligent but not leaky, and the breath of the violent tearing in the heavenly king will not leak out at all.

Ten people settled, and everyone found that the faces of the ten people in front of them were flowing with black death, and all of them were physically disabled, some were missing arms, some were missing legs and feet, and what was even more terrifying was that someone's face was cut off by force, and his eyes were bulging, which was particularly terrifying and terrifying.

Seeing such honor, Baoyu and Yubao above the city suddenly clenched the eldest sister's hands and twisted their heads.

The left and right worshippers showed doubts on their faces and glanced at each other. They all saw the incredulity in each other's eyes, and shouted in unison: "Ten dead soldiers!! ”

Everyone in Shushan was shocked, the Ten Dead Soldiers were taboo for the Shushan Sword Pavilion. At the beginning, the ten people were indeed amazing and gorgeous, and they were the hope of the revitalization of the Sword Pavilion, but later the ten people went down the mountain privately and took away most of the Sword Pavilion's luck, and then acted against the sky, causing trouble to the Sword Pavilion, and was regarded as a shame by the Sword Pavilion.

It turned out that the first ten dead soldiers in the Chengqian Hall did not die!

It turned out that the second prince's last killing move was not the old man in gray. It's the Ten Dead Men hidden in the capital city!

The raging and chaotic air currents scurried back and forth, stirring the snow between heaven and earth and flying upside down from the ground to the sky, obscuring the blue sky and the sun. It seems that every snowflake contains the breath of madness that can destroy the world.

The breath in the closed sky net is not allowed to leak out, and the reflection collides, as if a bright mist has formed in the air.

In the center of the raging storm, the figure of the Great General has been submerged in it. No one could see what was going on. But no one thought that the general would be able to get out of the storm.

Because the furious aura at the center of the storm not only tears the space, but also freezes time, and the center is the singularity that swallows all things and returns to nothingness, which is the ultimate blow of the world's masters!

The timing of the appearance of the ten dead soldiers was just right, everything was flawless, and the timing of the second prince was very accurate, allowing the world's masters to consume the generals. Then a thunderous blow.

If you come up with a killer weapon at the beginning, you will be invincible with the general. Coupled with the psychological advantage over the Ten Dead, there is no doubt about defeat.

The ten dead men looked at the center of the rage, with a crazy expression of revenge on their faces, when the former general of the Chengqian Palace stabbed and defeated everyone, although they were not dead, they had become the living dead, lying in the coffin and not seeing the light of day, and the pain was very bearable.

Zhao Shuo exhaled a long breath, everything was finally settled, even the Great Luo Immortal could not survive, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, he was finally able to ascend the throne and become the emperor, finally, this great country is mine.

But, the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

A big hand suddenly shattered the mysterious mirror and pressed it against the Sky Net of the Ten Dead Soldiers, the Sky Net was held up high, and the Ten Dead Men drank coldly together, and at the same time exerted their strength, trying to block the big hand from breaking through the Sky Net.

But that big hand had supreme divine might, unstoppable, breaking through the sky net, reaching to the clouds, disturbing the thick cumulus clouds in the sky, and the violent breath found an outlet, soared into the sky, and devoured everyone.

All the masters in front of the city gate flew upside down and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

I don't know how long it took, the wind disappeared, and the figure of the general was revealed.

The general was still burly, but the armor on his body had been torn apart, a trace of blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his body was crumbling, but he was standing.

Glancing at the Ten Dead Soldiers indifferently, the general's murderous intent suddenly rose, his figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he came to the Ten Dead Soldiers, clenched his fists with both hands, and smashed out.

The ten dead soldiers were both frightened and frightened, and after lifting the internal force to block, after being able to block, the ten people retreated at the same time, and just stood still, they were faced with the incomparable Baizhang Daogang, and the ten people had no ability to continue to block, and were hit by the majestic Daogang, and their bodies were like broken lines

"Since you are not dead, then the old man will kill you again!" The general covered his mouth with one hand, blood flowed down his fingers, and he was also seriously injured by the devastating blow.

Above the city, Zhao Shuo's face was hideous, he didn't expect it to be like this, Xiahou Xiangyang didn't die, and his face flashed ruthlessly.

He glanced at the general who had also been seriously injured under the city wall, a thought flashed in his heart, turned his head to look at Lin Wan'er, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Wan'er, and pulled it suddenly, Lin Wan'er didn't expect Zhao Shuo to suddenly attack her, stumbled all over, and exclaimed, attracting everyone's eyes.

Baoyu and Yubao wanted to grab the eldest sister, but Zhao Shuo raised his foot and kicked the two children in the chest, and the two children fell to the ground with a thud.

The top of the city was caught off guard by what had just happened, and he didn't know what Zhao Shuo's move meant.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Wan'er shouted, only to feel that the sky was spinning, top-heavy, and was pushed down from above the city by Zhao Shuo.

While Zhao Shuo pushed Lin Wan'er down, he wiped Lin Wan'er's waist with one hand, and the pistol made by Zhao Qian was already in his hand.

Li Mubai was anxious when he saw Lin Wan'er, who was missing, and as soon as he stood up a step, his blood and qi surged, and he fell to the ground again. The sweet potato is also full of anxiety and wants to help, but there is nothing to be done.

On weekdays, everyone has 10,000 ways to save Lin Wan'er, but at this time, they are powerless.

Lin Wan'er screamed and fell in the air, her hands fangs and claws, as if she was going to climb back to the city.

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed, and the general didn't know when he had already moved, so he stopped his waist and hugged Lin Wan'er, who was falling.

"This is the time!" Zhao Shuo also jumped down from the top of the city, and his toes tapped a few times on the city wall.

The general landed, and Zhao Shuo happened to land too, standing in front of the general, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Lin Wan'er in the general's arms.

The general smashed his fist on Zhao Shuo's body, Zhao Shuo's face turned pale instantly, and blood spurted out of his mouth, but his body did not retreat, and he pulled the trigger calmly and quickly.

With a "bang", a black bullet shot out of the muzzle.

The general struck fruitlessly, turned around suddenly, and the internal force surged, and he used his back to catch the speeding bullet.

That bullet is like a silver needle, and the gas wall formed by the general's internal force is like a big canvas, and the canvas catches the silver needle, and the high and low judgments are made.

But the next moment, the corners of Zhao Shuo's mouth were slightly upturned, and he pulled the trigger continuously, bang, bang, the bullet sounded constantly, and at the same time hit the same position, the air wall shattered, and the last bullet sank into the general's back, passed through the heart, and then exploded a cloud of blood mist in his chest.

Holding Lin Wan'er and sweeping forward, she widened the distance between her and Zhao Shuo.

Zhao Shuo casually threw away the pistol, his eyes were cold and calm, the blood was stained on the bright yellow dragon robe, but he didn't care, the back of his hands looked extremely powerful: "In the end, it was still me, I won." ”

The general's broad body lay back, the black helmet on his head fell to the ground, and the turban unique to the Zhenbei Army was also blown off by the whimpering north wind, and the silver-white hair on his head was scattered and fluttered with the wind, stirring with the wind and snow.

He's already like snow.

Lin Wan'er hurriedly hugged the general with both hands, slowly lowered his burly body flat, and covered the general's bloody chest with one hand, tears falling down.

The general is like a gossamer, every breath is poured into the wind and snow, squeezed into the cold, this indisputable world's first, powerful, and unparalleled general of the Zhenbei Army is about to come to the end of his life.

Xiahou Xiangyang breathed hard, the snowflakes fell from the sky, he looked up at the sky, the dark gray sky came into view, setting off the lively snowflakes, just like the osmanthus that fell when he accidentally saw her that day, at a glance, it was beautiful.

Squirming his throat with difficulty, the general had a question that urgently needed Lin Wan'er to answer, and he slowly asked, "Miss Wan'er, the old man asked you, did Baoyu and Daiyu get better later?" (To be continued.) )