The width of Jiangxin Island and the pontoon bridges connected with each other can effectively limit the northern army's breakthrough of the Yangtze River during counterattacks.

But on the other hand, if the southern army wants to attack at night, it can only go to the sandbar in the middle of the river, which will also limit the speed of the southern army's march.

But it will take time for 30,000 people to cross the sandbar island.

Tonight's night attack has been completed, and the chaos in the northern army camp has begun to spread, and the Tiance army on the flank is shaking the light guard, plus the frontal battle is becoming more and more courageous, and the hundred battle army is fighting bloodily.

The tens of thousands of people in the northern army were like being sandwiched between iron felt hammers and beaten repeatedly.

However, it is not so easy to defeat them.

It will take time.

At the same time as the two armies were engaged, the chaotic battle between the masters of good and evil was also unfolding at the same time.

Wuyang Zhenren took the people of the rivers and lakes, mixed in the hundred battle army, rushed into the camp of the Northern Army, set fire everywhere, attacked and killed the generals, and fought against the demon masters of the Northern Army to protect the generals in the dark night.

There is nothing left to say on both sides.

The friction that started in Suzhou, the confrontation and hatred in the land of Xiaoxiang, and the fermentation of the Luoyang War, until it was pushed into this night.

For more than two years, there has been no room for change between the decent and the demon sect.

No one wants to turn around at all, just like two bloodthirsty beasts pushed by the general trend of the world.

Tonight, they're sent into an iron cage, and no one will stop until they stab their fangs into each other's veins, tearing open their throats and cutting off the last breath of their enemies.

In the center of the camp, where the chaos on both sides has not yet spread, the confrontation between the national divisions of the Northern Dynasties and the national divisions of the Southern Dynasties has reached its climax.

After the old monk Yuanwu broke off alone, he relied on the strong imperial guard, and won enough time for the envoys of the Southern Dynasty to evacuate, after Weihou and Yeluwan withdrew, in the face of the bombardment of a group of witch masters, the iron palate dragon turtle finally began to fight back.

"Whew"

In the faint and vague sound of the dragon's groan, the heavy Zen staff was lifted, and the two cooked copper sticks in front of him were easily opened, and the old monk exhaled and opened his voice, and the true qi of the Buddhist family was infused with the Zen staff.

In the high-speed rotation of the dragon, the black nine rings hanging from the Zen staff flew out with a loud sound.

The nine rings that looked like they were just ornaments, with the blessing of true qi, turned into nine heavy fists, back and forth, and were smashing on the master of the witch who couldn't move.

Fast and ruthless, between the impacts, it was like the collision of mountains and rocks, and the ice chips flew sideways.

The two masters closest to Yuanwu are even more like heavy jujubes, and the internal strength of Buddhism is not so much twisted and turned, it is pure fierceness, and the moment the true qi enters the body, it makes their clothes burst and the blades come out of their hands.

The offense and defense are unbalanced, and there are big flaws.

The black dragon attacked faster, just like a dragon turtle probe, biting down with steel teeth and iron teeth, and the head of the Zen staff and staff tapped twice on the two people, like a dragonfly dotting water, but the two bodies burst open like a water bladder.

Blood was spilled, and the demon died.

"Bang"

The dragon staff is set on the ground, spreading the frozen gravel and dirt outward.

The nine rings are like returning to the swallow, returning to the Zen staff, bringing up a crisp impact, the old monk holds the staff in his right hand, his left hand is erected, and the robe of the monk on his body slowly hangs down.

The white hair and white eyebrows were shocked by the qi and fell down again.

"Amitabha."

As he proclaimed the Buddha's name, he stood on the battlefield where the cold wind was howling and the snow was dotted, and the external air shield was already full of holes, and there were also frostbite marks on the chest of the monk's robe and waist.

On the other hand, on the other hand, he was not hit by the dragon, and there was no obvious injury.

Only the emphasis on the defense, supplemented by counterattacks, the killing is insufficient, and it is still slightly inferior in the collision of the peerless master's unsparing hands.

"Tonight, I'm going to smash your turtle shell!"

Happy to grasp the bone knife, the tone is gloomy, the white cold sigh from his mouth, he is moving, all over his body, has been covered with ice edges, under his arms, it is like the legendary Changbai demon spirit, there are sharp ice picks wrapped around his fingers.

But in the face of the happy threat, the old monk Yuanwu looked calm.

If you dare to come tonight, you have put life and death out of the way.

"I don't see all poisons, the peach donor, the poor monk has some regrets."

The old monk coughed, his bright eyes glanced at him happily, and between the cracks in the true qi of the body protector were quickly filled, he said in a gentle tone:

"Just rely on the happy donor, if you want to break the poor monk's imperial guard, I'm afraid it's still a little worse."

"Huh"

Happy chuckled, as if he really wanted to talk trash again, but the cold air that surrounded the surrounding area suddenly converged, and even the frost covering the ground subsided at this moment.

He raised his left hand, and with a flick of it, there was a white light shining, like a white rainbow running through the sun, and the figure of the Yuanwu monk retreated sharply, but he couldn't dodge.

The light flickered too fast.

In just an instant, it bombarded on the Yuanwu monk's talisman qi shield.

"Click, click"

The sound of freezing ice sounded like a strange insect, and under the cold air of the forest, the monk Yuanwu, even with a Zen staff, had been frozen.

It's like a gorgeous ice flower, blooming on this old monk.

Cold!

The extreme cold is like cold air merging into gas from all directions, freezing the heart first, and then freezing all the way along the meridian acupuncture points to kill vitality.

In less than a breath, the old monk's movement backwards was completely blocked from slow motion.

His flying white eyebrows and white beard, and the monk's robe on his body, were also frozen like a rapidly spreading ice, and at this last moment, the old monk had no time to put the dragon staff in front of him, as if to resist this fatal disaster.

Frozen for thousands of miles!

I am glad that one move can break through the city wall, a strange martial art that is close to witchcraft.

"This thaumaturgy was originally reserved for Ren Hao, but it was used to kill you, an old monk, and this seat will not lose anything!"

Happy to watch the ice flowers gather quickly, and the Yuanwu monk who was frozen in it still had a trace of surprise on his face, his body was completely frozen, and the next thing was to break the ice.

Even the tough body of the monk Yuanwu, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, was shattered together.

"Huh"

A tall black shadow swept into the spot from the night.

Ren Hao came at a gallop.

But after all, it was still a step too late.

At a glance, he saw the old monk Yuanwu who had been hit by the ice, and he was about to come to the rescue, but he let out a cruel and vicious smile, and between the flicks of his fingers, there was a cracking sound, which sounded from the ice sculpture.

The scene that happened in Luoyang, on the city wall of the capital city, will also reappear in this dark night, representing that among the decency, there will be a fall of the heavenly list.

Happy seemed to have seen that scene, and there was already a hint of victory in his gray eyes.

"Bang"

Ice chips flew sideways, ice sculptures exploded and shattered, bursts of frozen mist turned into low-temperature white smoke, and everything in the field was covered by thousands of debris.

The old turtle is dead!

I was happy to think of it, and I was quite happy.

But what followed the pleasure were two heavy punches stabbed out of the freezing mist, black heavenly impermanence fist gloves, covering Ren Hao's closed fists.

Seven points faster than ever.

Sacrifice your life!

The three-point sacrifice of his body and the blessing of the duel made Ren Hao's already peerless martial arts even more fatal at this moment.

The Liangyi Divine Fist came at speed, even faster than the happy reaction.

The left fist hit the heavy cold air gathered around the national teacher, one blow broke the talisman qi, and the second punch followed, the angry dragon went out to sea, desperately attacked and killed, and the impermanence of heaven stabbed the fist blade on Ren Hao's fist.

Three silver-white cones stood out on the front of the gloves.

"Bang"

The ground shook, and the ice armor was annihilated.

The soil under Ren Hao's feet sank three inches, and his whole body flew with strength, and he was happy to be hit in the chest by the force of this punch, as if he was bombarded by a heavy hammer, and the whole person was in front of Ren Hao's eyes.

The strength of the alliance leader's fist passed through the body, and the strength of the two fists was slamming on the solid ground.

After the explosion of the earth mixed with the cold air, after the gap, in front of Ren Hao's eyes, there was already an impact type depression pit with a radius of three zhang and a depth of one zhang.

Joy lies at the bottom of the pit.

The heavy ice wrapped his whole body, like an ice protector.

But above the ice, there were already layers of cracks, like thick glass about to break.

The uncommon physique was also torn apart by this punch, and his chest was miserable and bloody, but the wound was then frozen by the cold winter to avoid internal injuries.

It's just that the jagged chest means that he has been attacked by Ren Hao's blow, breaking his sternum, and there is a miserable white stubble in the cold ice, stabbing out from his flesh.

If he doesn't get the snow and cold qi to complete, it will take time for the ice protector to activate.

This punch was enough to kill him!

The joy of being frozen in the ice, there was a trace of astonishment and doubt in my gray eyes.

Ren Hao's punch was beyond his expectations, this kind of lore move, it takes time to charge, and it is impossible to use it in an instant, in other words, when Ren Hao fell into this battlefield, he had already begun to accumulate strength.

Just now he turned around to save Monk Yuanwu, it was just a disguise, and he came for joy.

"Bang"

The doubts in my heart do not affect the joy of fighting back.

In the ice cube, Shuo Xue Xuangong mobilized and added the power of true qi to the ice layer outside the body, causing the cold ice to shatter, like hundreds of ice picks, hitting Ren Hao in front of him.

Each ice pick has a chill that makes it almost impossible to breathe.

This kind of scattered offensive seems to be majestic, but it disperses the power, and it can't hurt a master like Ren Hao at all.

As soon as the alliance leader's figure flashed, he retreated three feet, perfectly dodging this wave of counterattacks.

The joy of being seriously injured also jumped up from the bottom of the pit, he covered his heart, looked at Ren Hao, and the center where the ice and fog had dispersed, just now he was hit head-on by an ice freezer, and the old monk Yuanwu who should have died with the ice chips was still alive.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his body was wrapped in cold air, and the Zen staff and dragon were lying horizontally on his knees, grasping every moment of movement and pranayama, forcing out the cold poison in his body.

"This..."

The joy in his eyes was incredible.

He was very confident in his thaumaturgy, the frozen cold qi compressed to the extreme was enough to tear apart the city wall, how could he not shatter the body of the Yuanwu monk?

Could it be that this monk has really cultivated the body forging technique to the level of the golden body of an arhat?

No way!

There is no aura in the world, even if the Dharma reaches the sky, it is impossible to cultivate a golden body!

But in the next moment, his happy eyes fell on the Zen staff and dragon that the monk Yuanwu was holding, and he remembered a legend about the Buddha staff and dragon that has always been scorned by the people of the rivers and lakes.

Legend has it that this treasure soldier hides the soul of the dragon, has the ability to control water, and is strong when it encounters water, and it is wonderful.

"Your frozen thousands of miles, hitting any Tianbang body, is enough to kill the soul, but Yuanwu Zen Master is an exception."

Ren Hao dodged like a ghost, and the two Yi Shen fists unfolded, and he was in a hurry to fight, and was hit three times by a strong fist, which shattered the shoulder bones.

He was forced by Ren Hao and staggered back all the way.

"The Zen master came with a dragon in his hand, in order to force out your killer move, with the dragon body, your frozen thousands of miles, forbidden from the world, can not hurt the Zen master at all!

Glad! I'm going to kill you tonight! Now what other tricks do you have! ”

"Bang"

The clenched fists, like a heavy cannon impact, hammered on the happy heart, causing him to be knocked out of the air, and his breathing stopped for a few moments.

The shadow of death has come to our faces.

Seeing that Ren Hao was like a flying dragon with a murderous aura, he started to rush, and his fists were surrounded by a killing aura, and he was happy to dodge, but at this moment when his blood was churning, he calmed down.

Aftermath?

In addition to the frozen miles, of course he has!

"Rub, rub"

Two sword sounds rang out from the left and right.

One side is light and ethereal, with a sword to transform into shape, the blade of the sword flows, there is a thousand lights into a sword, only one sword, but like ten thousand swords in the body, between the brilliant atmosphere, all the space that Ren Hao dodged, all sealed.

The other side of the sword style is strange, peaceful in the middle, there are not so many gorgeous tricks, ordinary and simple to the extreme.

But it was this simple sword, when the head stabbed him, between the soft sound of the blade, Ren Hao seemed to have a horse in front of him, and the scenes of the past were undulating in his heart.

When he was a child, he practiced martial arts with his father in Wulong Villa, and he was full of warmth.

When he was young, he joined the Tiance Army, followed Captain Ludu, and in the heroic night, he chased the Beikou and chased the north, and his chest was full of pride.

When the crown was weak, he traveled the world with Zhang Moxie, saw the famous mountains and rivers, and talked about wine, so he was not chic.

After becoming an adult, he sat on the name of the leader of the alliance, and when he ascended to the heights, 10,000 people responded, and he was actually the leader of a generation of martial arts, so he was not majestic.

In the end, in the end, there was a struggle between good and evil, and there were a bunch of things in the rivers and lakes, waiting for him to cut off the lawsuits, and he couldn't even calm down when he practiced martial arts.

It's like falling into a spider's web, you can't be free, but for the sake of martial arts in your heart, you still have to move forward steadily.

Very tired.

It's very tangled.

These memories are not controlled at all, turning over and over in Ren Hao's mind, everything is just because of that ordinary sword!

That's a trick...

Sword of Red Dust!

The sword came out, and the red dust rolled up.

The sword fell, washing away the dust.

Ordinary and ordinary, looking for the ordinary, but there is a sense of red dust in it, all kinds of life, at the moment when the sword light fell, Ren Hao even saw the fragments of the lives of tens of millions of people, composed of a strange picture.

It's like an interpretation in red dust and light, and the gentleness makes people can't help but fall into it.

"Open!"

Monk Yuanwu's tired shout, like thunder, smashed a heavy hammer into Ren Hao's fluctuating mind, making him instantly get out of the red dust scroll.

But the two life-killing swords attacked left and right, and the fist style that made Ren Hao happy to kill dissipated at this moment.

"Bang, bang"

The sky is impermanent, one left and one right, and in the afterglow of the sword shadow and the red dust scroll, he accurately buckled the two sword blades that attacked on the left and right, and expelled the two sneak attackers in the explosion of true qi.

"Whew, Whew, Whew"

Seven figures flew out from the chaotic battlefield around them and landed around Ren Hao.

Counting the two strange heavenly lists who use swords, the dress of these nine people is very distinctive.

All of them have long sleeves and low hanging, their robes are wide and extremely elegant, and each of them has a strange mask with a completely different picture on their faces.

Except for the two sword masters, the remaining seven people used various blades.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, it is like eighteen kinds of martial arts have been gathered, and each breath is obscure, at first glance, it is a first-class martial arts master.

It's just that in this good and evil martial arts, when will there be so many strange masters?

"Phew"

happily rubbed his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and roughly wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

He raised his head and joined the nine-man siege.

He was in a mess.

But at this moment, the offense and defense reversed.

"All the outsiders, two heavenly lists, seven heavenly lists half a step, and then count the seat that uses his body as bait."

Grinning happily, revealing Sensen's white teeth, he said to Ren Hao:

"This seat doesn't care about the outcome of today's war at all, the killing move left by this seat for the destruction of the Southern Dynasty is not here, this seat has put on such a big battle, just to kill you Ren Hao!

Your words are very domineering, and I like it very much.

Now this seat asks you, Ren Hao, you have a strange poison in your body and you don't know it, and you have all your colleagues to help you, tonight this seat is bound to take your life!

Ren Hao, you, what other tricks do you have? ”