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On the wilderness, the guns are hanging and killing, the knives are hanging and killing, and the atmosphere is tight, like an arrow tightening the string.

Cold wind, cold fire, cold killing, barren smoke, wasteland, barren sky, terrifying and silent battle, just wait for the power of the wrong body to break out at that moment.

Wang Falcon's spear pointed directly at the thunder fire, and with the strength of one person, he resisted the attack of two people. They are all masters in the world, and their combat power is unparalleled.

"Drink, a hundred miles of wind breaking." Wang Falcon turned his spear and moved, sparks shone in all directions, like a strange wind, and disappeared without a trace, and he appeared in front of the thunder and fire, and the silver spear was as sharp as a broken bamboo, and it was close to the thunder and roaring night thunder.

The battle broke out instantly, and I saw that the thunder turned fiercely, and with a wave of his arm, the mark of the thunder dragon on his body roared by, and the blue lightning was entwined on his arm, a punch, just a punch. The fist against the tip of the gun, there was a bang, the canyon thundered, and the battle exploded in all directions.

Boom, the beginning of the war, the decisive battle of the strong hand, the moment of life and death! The battle was extreme, and I saw the flames on the side, igniting a monstrous fire, turning a fist into a palm, and the flames on the palm trembled, which was the lore of the soul devourer.

"Flaming Palm." With a palm, when Wang Falcon and Thunder were fighting, he hit Wang Falcon's iron body.

Suddenly, the mountains and seas were overwhelming, the valley collapsed, Wang Falcon flew upside down for a hundred meters, knelt down with a gun, only to feel a sweet throat, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Lackey, fight again." The body of the god of war, the flames of war are not extinguished, a mouthful of blood, but it is spit out. I saw Wang Falcon jumping into the sky, at that moment. He is really like the eagle falcon of the heavenly bird, with the domineering spirit of a king, rolling the silver spear, provoking turmoil, and thunderclouds are turbulent.

"The rainbow is broken." The rolling spear forms a flood of the sun, thunderclouds and flames, flowing on the tip of the whirlwind gun, with the power of one person, the art of turning thunder and fire. The man who struck thunder and fire together.

Er, the sky and the earth were dark, thunder and lightning were added, and the king falcon disappeared into the sky with a roar.

And the thunder and the flames frowned at the same time, luck to protect the body. The two turned their qi into shields and stood in front of them.

Boom, earth fission.

Boom, vanished.

Sunset Canyon at the moment. It has become a place of bleaching, and the god of war Wang Falcon swings his spear and kills step by step; Thunder and thunder fists are staggered, and the moves are fast; Blaze has a single hand in the fire. Burn the world. In the sound of sonorous blows, the shadow of war is dripping. One ruthless, one violent, Wang Falcon's two masters in the world, although the war spear is fierce. But he can't break the thunder and lightning protector and the flame protector. But it was himself, and the dripping offensive was unexpected. It didn't take long for King Kong's body to be hung with colors.

"Attack the thunder for three miles, and attack the fire wind pool." Just when the battle between the two sides was remarkable and Wang Falcon began to exhaust his strength, suddenly Meng Yifei's wonderful sound came out, waking up the god of war.

I saw Wang Falcon wielding a silver spear, one shot straight through the thunder for three miles, and one finger flew out of the Flame Wind Pool.

"Attack the sea of thunder and qi, gushing springs, and change hands to Danxin. Attack the fire of the hundred meetings, the backbone, and shoot the divine court. ”

Meng Yifei came out one by one, and Wang Falcon did it one by one, and in the midst of a lightning speed, he suddenly saw the thunder and flames suddenly flying upside down ten meters, the qi and blood rolled, and the blood mist filled the sky. Immediately afterwards, there was a chaotic explosion all over the body, and the thirty-six death points were stained with blood.

Simple pointing, turned defeat into victory, that Wang Falcon could never have imagined.

On the other hand, Mu Yihan was still unmoved, and everyone turned their attention to the place where several people were fighting. Suddenly, Mu Yihan made a move, and a wooden flying knife, extremely secretive, flew out of his cuff, with incomparable power, killing at Meng Yifei on the horse.

"Not good." Seeing this, Meng Yifei immediately turned his horse, but how could Mu Yihan, who had been dormant for a long time, be so simple? The wooden flying blade turned into three, and three turned into nine, forcing Meng Yifei to all his life, and there was nowhere to escape.

"Eldest grandson Wuji?" Meng Yifei's heart sank, thinking of this person. But it's too late, I'm a mortal in the flesh after all, I can't hide, I can't escape.

"Childe!" The brute bull was powerless to reverse, so he could only stretch out his hand and shout.

"Sir!" Wang Falcon couldn't catch up, so he could only stare at each other.

At the moment of great danger, suddenly a figure blocked in front of him, and then there was a burst of blood dance, splashing all over the sky, Meng Yifei stretched out his hand and caught the figure in front of him.

"Ling, Linglong?"

said that it was too late, and at the last moment, no one could have imagined that Yuwen Linglong would rush to the battlefield. And on her body, she was hit by nine wooden knives.

The abdomen was seriously injured, and when he saw Meng Yifei, he stretched out his bloody hand and stroked it on the face of the long-awaited man: "Caught up!" ”

After saying a word, Linglong actually let go and lost her life.

At this point, today's battle has no ending.

"Ahhhh......h

"Kill, kill him for me."

Meng Yifei changed, turning into an extremely excited demon, the two bright lights on his forehead and thumb shone at the same time, he gave an order, and Wang Falcon actually had a kind of awe that he didn't dare to disobey.

"Kill!"

With another roar, the king falcon came out with a spear, and the wind was blowing for hundreds of miles, directly taking the head of Mu Yihan. Lei and Huo could only watch, and they couldn't move.

"Kill!" Meng Yifei roared again, the heavens and the earth repeatedly, and a strange atmosphere echoed in the canyon.

The spear that killed Mu Yihan would not hesitate, and at this moment, at that time of change, there was a sudden burst of thunder, and an earthen wall stood in front of Mu Yihan, as soon as the cold spear penetrated, the earthen wall turned into powder, the wind and smoke dissipated, and a man in a black cloak suddenly appeared in front of Wang Falcon, and his right hand tightly grasped the silver spear head.

"Presumptuous!" With a cold word, Wang Falcon's gun didn't move a bit.

"Kill!" Yifei will not give up, he hates Mu Yihan very much, and no matter who the black-robed man who suddenly appears, he gave a death order, and for a while, the brute bull who had not moved on the side moved, lifted the whirlwind double knife, and slashed at Mu Yihan behind the black-robed man.

"Kill!" With another roar, Wang Falcon and the Wild Bull waved their divine weapons at the same time, releasing all their strength, and within ten steps, the murderous aura wiped out all things.

"Look for death!"

The black-robed man said coldly, he was grotesque, he let go of the double knives of the brute bull, and the double knives slashed at Mu Yihan, who had not reacted for a while, and the blood mist flew everywhere. Immediately after, the black-robed man reflexively slapped his palm. Hit the heart of the bull.

"Poof......

The shadow of death enveloped the canyon, and the sound of killing echoed in my ears. The sound is a trilling sound that enters the heart, and the blood is the hot tears that splash into the eyes! In his life, he died for his son, and he has no regrets.

Gongzi Yifei, his eyes widened, but at the moment he was lacking in skills, and he was stunned on horseback. The incense in his arms died, and the loyal bones in front of him were destroyed. Is today really the day of his Meng Yifei's murder?

"Kill!" Meng Yifei gave up, but Wang Falcon didn't, a shot broke out, and he hit Mu Yihan behind him through the body of the black-robed man. In an instant, blood was spilled on the battlefield, and death was not visible.

"This shot has avenged Mr. This shot. Avenge the brute! Wang Falcon's combat power soared to the limit, and he raised his gun and roared, wanting to kill the black-robed man.

However, the gun was overhead. But his blood was abnormal, and then he had a heart riot and almost died.

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the black-robed man. Immediately afterwards, he could only kneel down on one knee and stand with an iron gun. Combat power is at its limit. At the same time, it is also the limit of life, Wang Falcon, destined to die.

The black-robed man, seeing that his body was stained with the blood of the wicked, was very manic: "Disgusting blood, it is simply looking for death." ”

As he spoke, he slapped Wang Falcon Tianling, and a stream of black dead air, floating light, appeared on Wang Falcon's face.

When he landed, the black-robed man was ruthless again, and Wang Falcon's seven orifices overflowed with blood. A generation of Tianjiao, the invincible god of war, stands there, like a Taiyue, immortal.

He and Meng Yifei are not superficial friends, but they are so desperate for Meng Yifei. Now the seven orifices are bleeding, life and death are unknown, and there is no ability to resist.

"Stupid, life and death are fate, you will wait for death!"

The black-robed man took out the resolute silver spear from the hand of Wang Falcon, who did not fall, and walked towards Meng Yifei on horseback step by step.

Meng Yifei had no way to go, and there was no way to escape, looking at the god of death who was getting closer and closer, like the abyss of hell. He has no grievances with him, why would he come to take his life?

The gun slowly stabbed into Meng Yifei's body, unable to stop it, even so, Meng Yifei still smiled calmly.

Will he die? Maybe, maybe not.

A group of military gods fell from the horse, the black-robed man drew a silver spear, blood gushed out, and then a shot swept away, and the armor on Meng Yifei's body was untied.

I don't know what the black-robed man means, after taking off his armor, he threw down Meng Yifei's blood-stained scarf, and the field was full of people who didn't know life and death.

"You don't deserve this armor." Finally, he took his armor and slowly left.

The wind is so cold. It's so cold. Meng Yifei watched the black-robed man slowly leave the battlefield, and on the back of his black-robed back, a white "eight" figure, he remembered, remembered this enemy he had to kill.

When the cold hit, he could only slowly close his eyes, in the haze, he felt that he was being taken away, where was he going? Could it be Yellow Springs?

……

At the end of the summer and April of the third year of Wude, Li Shimin stood at the head of Jiexiu City and was extremely emotional. recovered Taiyuan, disintegrated all the forces of Liu Wuzhou, and the enemy of the Tang Dynasty was one less.

At the same time, Gao Feiyang brought Meng Yifei's letter of peace back to Yizhou.

Xuan'er had been waiting for many days, and finally saw Yifei's letter. The letter is peaceful, and the heart is missing.

"Great, Xianggong, you must be safe." Xuan'er took Yifei's letter and read it repeatedly every day, and would go to Longfu Temple every day to pray for blessings, she believed that her blessing would definitely make Xianggong, who was thousands of miles away, feel her protection.

"Believer Meng Xuan, I hope the Buddha will bless her fair and safe!"

……

The stars are wide, the sea of clouds surrounds the realm, the star realm in Guanzhong, the divine king on the majestic hall, a pair of majestic eyes sweep, silent and intimidating.

There is a throne on the five-meter-high platform, and one person is lying on the forest domain.

In the dark hall, there is no zenith, only bright stars in the sky, the moonlight is vast, and only one person is like a black hole, so that the starlight is faint and the light cannot shine.

Wearing a black iron helmet and heavily decorated with a black dragon. Black gold wipes the forehead horns, and dark silver liners the spirit. The strap is four fingers wide and is dressed in chain mail. A tight robe lined with black satin. The front and rear protection of the dragon head is dazzling and shining, and the majesty is unparalleled.

Next to the throne, a silver spear was erected, and the majesty was blowing in the face, and the sky and the earth were vast. The eye is a deep eye, like a vast universe, which is elusive. Sit high and look down on the common people. Under the throne, eight black shadows, eight black demon gods, eight black ghost horses, and eight black demon swords.

And they knelt down together, not daring to raise their heads, and the man on the throne was their king: "See, King Taiyi." ”

Dark iron helmet, open the hall. The purple light on his forehead shone, and the man on the throne shone with the light in his eyes, and under the high bridge of his nose, the corners of his pointed mouth crooked and smiled.

"Taiyi, that's good."

That face is so familiar and memorable. And behind the eight 'Demon Gods', there was a trembling little figure, muttering: "Yifei! (To be continued......)