What happened in the dark night was unknown and no one cared.

The Southern Korean Hundred Battles Army has won a great victory, and the scattered Northern Korean Army is retreating, although it is flanked from the front and rear, but Happy has planned in advance, so the retreat of the Northern Korean Army can be regarded as barely retaining part of its strength.

With 30,000 troops in a hundred battles, and fighting in the dark, it is not realistic to want to completely annihilate the Northern Army, which is twice as large as itself.

The two sides have changed from melee to pursuit, the main force of the North Dynasty retreated in the direction of Huainan, Zhao Biao and Zhao Lian each led their men and horses, chasing the dead and chasing the north, wanting to leave more Beikou.

But the Hundred Battles Army fought all night, even if there was a fighting spirit, they were exhausted, even after the four killings, the survivors were all brave soldiers, but under the stimulation of the fighting spirit, their combat strength increased greatly, but their discipline plummeted.

Just like the crazy beast herd stimulated by blood, let alone effective pursuit, even after the retreat of the Northern Army, the red-eyed soldiers of the Hundred Battles Army actually began to kill each other.

In short, the chaos continues.

But for martial arts people, the one-night death fight is over.

They ended the night with a duel, or sparring.

On the north bank of the Yangtze River, around a hill outside the camp of the Northern Dynasty, after a night of fighting, most of the surviving people gathered here, and nearly a hundred torches illuminated the hill as if it were day.

Yuanwu Monk, Ziwei Daoren, Mojia Juzi, Wuyang Zhenren, Lin Yundong and other Jianghu seniors, each with disciples, stayed in the innermost part of this hill.

Everyone was silent.

A large ring was formed in a radius of nearly 30 zhang on the hill, and in the center of the ring, there were two people fighting.

At this distance, it is really not a good choice to watch the masters compete, and some people who are not very good at looking at them can't even see the changes in the moves of the two clearly, but there is no way.

Thirty feet, this is already the most dangerous safety distance.

Once you get too close, and are affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two people, it will be a fatal end.

Shen Qiu was also in the crowd.

He was with Juzi and Monk Yuanwu, with Zhang Lan behind him.

Li Yijian and the three of them went to pick up Xiao Tie, and at the same time secretly took down the back moon qin, that thing was too dazzling to appear in public.

General Li Shouguo of the Tiance Army, and his righteous son Li Baoguo stood beside Lin Yundong, and in the outermost places, the three thousand Shaking Light Guards and the Heluo elites were camping and resting.

Yang Tao stood on the other side of the crowd, where he was, there was no one within a few feet around.

On the one hand, decent people have a grudge against the Holy Fire Sect.

On the other hand, they are afraid of peach.

This old madman, under the gaze of many people, just pointed the butcher's knife at the Demon Sect people, just like losing his mind, those Demon Sect people who escaped the decent people died in the hands of Yang Tao.

And Ai Dacha sat a few feet away from Yang Tao.

The Qingyang Demon Lord is also something that no one dares to provoke.

Beside him stood a masked puppet holding a sword, and behind him lay a carriage filled with corpses of all kinds, as well as blood dripping from the carriage.

It is not a horse that pulls a carriage.

Instead, the original Holy Fire Sect's five-party protector Abed, who was also made into a machine man and used as a horse.

There are no decent masters to pick this time, shouting and killing Yang Tao and Ai Dacha, everyone is very tired, and more importantly, there will be more important things than chasing and killing them.

Ren Hao is going to die.

As long as you are not blind, you can see that the martial arts alliance leader who is on the hillock, fighting to the death with Zhang Moxie, has come to the end of his life.

He was naked, and streams of tragic true qi erupted from his cracked skin, as if a volcano was born in his body.

In those cracked and terrible wounds, not a single trace of blood flowed out.

The blood, evaporated by the high-temperature true qi, was mixed with the white smoke, dyeing the clumps of true qi as red as blood mist.

Flames burned in the eyes of the Alliance Leader.

It was the flame that bloomed when life was burned, and he seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood-colored true qi, with shadows and shadows, and he couldn't see his face, but every move he made had a sense of power to tear the heavens and the earth.

"Boom"

He stepped on it, and the ground shook on the top of the hill.

From the center of the landing site, large chunks of dirt slabs crumbled and flew, cracks like cobwebs, and quickly spread in all directions with a clattering sound.

The domineering momentum made the surrounding Jianghu people even breathe heavy.

But the ground-splitting blow didn't hurt his opponent in the slightest.

Zhang Moxie, who was wearing a strange black robe and had a bun, held an invisible sword with true qi in his left hand, and in the bombardment of Ren Hao's huge force, he was like a leaf falling in the wind, being swept up by the strong wind.

The figure seems to be as light as a feather, and in a way that completely violates the laws of physics, it soars towards the sky.

One is rigid, one is soft.

In the next moment, the starlight in the sky seemed to be called, and when the demonic halo cast by the Big Dipper streaked across the night sky, the purple light seemed to be projected on the ground, shrouding the hillock.

Between the stars and shadows, Zhang Moxie's figure turned into hundreds of phantoms in an instant, like an army, attacking Ren Hao from all directions.

This move made Huang Wumiao's eyes narrow.

In Suzhou, he lost under this move.

But Zhang Lan's eyes widened.

He saw this trick used by his father, he was very familiar with it, although the way of expression was different, but this trick was a transcendent version of the ghost shadow magic skill.

He will too.

It's just that he tried his best, and he could only divide five or six phantoms, and his father had a sword in his hand, and nearly a hundred phantoms flew around.

Not only is it more real than his ghost killing method, but it can also make each phantom like a living person, and each phantom has different martial arts, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, fists and palms, and strange secret weapons.

As long as there is martial arts on the rivers and lakes, these hundreds of phantoms will be used.

Everyone's hearts were lifted.

Everyone is imagining and thinking, how should the alliance leader crack this peerless trick?

They can't take it!

Even the old monk Yuanwu shook his head.

His strongest imperial guard couldn't accept Zhang Shizhu's move, and the mountain ghost standing behind Shen Qiu had even more wrinkled eyes, and couldn't help but clasp Chengying in his hand.

He couldn't catch it either.

With his swordsmanship at this time, he would be defeated by this ghost legion and lose his life.

This is no longer something that pure martial arts can do.

"Good time!"

Facing the overwhelming Ghost Shadow Army, Ren Hao, whose whole body was shrouded in burning qi and blood, laughed loudly, his voice was like thunder, he exhaled, closed his fists around his waist, and took a deep breath.

This breath brought a gust of wind on the hillock, as if it wanted to suck all the air into the belly.

"Cover your ears!"

Juzi shouted in a hoarse voice.

The Jianghu people in the back clasped their ears one after another, and the Jianghu masters in front didn't need to be reminded at all, when Ren Hao inhaled, they had already used their true qi to temporarily close their hearing.

The next moment...

"Roar!"

The terrifying sound roared out of Ren Hao's mouth.

A circle of qi waves, with the alliance leader as the center, like the waves of the angry sea, tumbling and attacking in all directions, Zhang Moxie's ghost army was captured by the sound waves, and they could not advance an inch.

The nearest one was only an inch away from the alliance leader, but in the next moment, it was still like being swept into the tide and shattered.

Hundreds of apparitions, like a storm passing through the country, the candle flame extinguished.

It was wiped out in an instant.

"Good!"

A group of Jianghu people with bleeding ears didn't care about the severe pain, so they applauded loudly, excited that the alliance leader had taken the lead.

But their excitement didn't last long.

Before the angry waves dissipated, Zhang Moxie appeared behind Ren Hao in the darkness like a flying immortal outside the sky, and at this moment, he was like the deadliest assassin in the world, with fish intestine thorns in his hands where true qi gathered.

Two bolts of lightning struck Ren Hao's neck, one left and one right.

Dedicated to assassinating the king's bureaucrats!

This is a unique skill of Qu Xie, and it was used by Zhang Moxie, whether it is speed or power, it is better than three points.

The vast majority of people just saw a flower in front of their eyes, and they saw the blood flower bursting from the neck of the alliance leader, reaching the level of Zhang Moxie and the ghost god Ren Hao, the so-called protective qi is a joke.

The two of them can break it with one move.

At the point where they returned to the basics, the victory or defeat returned to the purest mode of swords.

Zhang Moxie's second stab came quickly, killing Yin Han, and he didn't show mercy to his subordinates at all because of Ren Hao's last battle, in the eyes of the two of them.

As long as you stay, it is an insult to each other's martial arts.

"Bang"

The second fish intestine thorn was crushed by the impermanence.

Ren Hao came back to his senses, his fist was like a dragon, the strength of the two fists, the fusion of yin and yang, and hit Zhang Moxie, this blow, this distance, can't dodge!

"Bang"

The sky-shattering punch slammed into two inches in front of Zhang Moxie's body, hitting the crystal clear talisman ice.

Through the witch cult, the ice protects the body.

Zhang Moxie was frozen in the ice, and this ice layer was overgrown, and it was less than a moment, but he accurately blocked this punch, and the ice cubes flew out, and under Ren Hao's gaze, Zhang Moxie, who had a beard, smiled.

Before the cold dissipated, there was a rolling fire in the night, and Yang Tao, who was watching, turned pale, and saw Zhang Moxie hit a big bright palm.

The flames were blazing, and the golden light was entwined, which was three points more powerful than the Sacred Flame Sect mastery that he had personally played.

This punch and Ren Hao's fist hit hard together.

When the two fists collided, with the two of them as the center, the terrifying qi waves bombarded in all directions, and there was a loud sound like a muffled thunder falling from the sky, and the earth was shaking endlessly.

This is not a delusion!

The two people in front of them have reached the peak of ordinary martial artists, and once they explode with all their strength, this hillock more than ten zhang high will be wiped out in an instant.

Thirty feet apart!

Shen Qiudu felt as if he had been swept into a level 10 storm and was blown around.

Zhang Lan, who was weaker, raised his arms and protected him in front of him, but he was still blown three steps, and it was the mountain ghost who held him to prevent him from being blown out.

But others were not so lucky.

The crowd was overturned on their backs, and there were screams of astonishment everywhere.

"The crowd retreats ten feet more!"

Huang Wu shouted miserably.

Some immediately retreated, while many more stubbornly stopped where they were.

This battle will determine who is the number one in the world, and it is the final battle of the alliance leader, and no one wants to miss it.

Hurt is hurt.

To be able to see this real peerless battle with your own eyes is in vain!

The wave of air quickly dissipated.

The scene seemed to be back to the confrontation.

Ren Haomeng was panting, a thick column of blood-colored qi erupted from his nostrils, his face was full of cracks, and his long pale hair fell in the wind.

But there is also the true qi in the body that escapes out, like the long hair of smoke, swaying endlessly.

Zhang Moxie seemed to be unhurried.

But all the masters could see that Zhang Moxie's left hand behind him was trembling abnormally.

He's hurt!

This invincible demon sect leader in the world who has been rampant in the rivers and lakes for thirteen years was injured by the leader of Ren Haomeng!

There is hope!

"It was a great day! I still have all kinds of wonderful methods, but unfortunately you can't hold on. ”

Zhang Moxie laughed loudly, he stretched out his hand and brushed his hair, looked at the tragic Ren Hao opposite, and said:

"There are three moves left, let's decide the winner!"

"Good!"

Ren Hao stretched out his hand and touched the corners of his mouth, this action tore the flesh and blood at the corners of his mouth, and he could even see the white bones of Sen Sen, Lin Huiyin beside Lin Yundong, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

She looked away, and her heart was stunned, but she heard a burst of exclamations, and she looked up again.

Light.

Red light was bursting out from Zhang Moxie's hands.

The strange red mang, just like Lin Huiyin saw outside Suzhou City, the magic knife was evil, but the magic knife was not here, Zhang Moxie just carried the first miracle skill he got in his life.

Blood Sea Demon Skill.

He didn't need to be evil at all to stimulate the illusion of the sea of blood, just put his fingers together, and with a flick of the flick, there was a blood-colored sword light filled with it, and the demonic red light took him as the center of the circle and quickly expanded.

Since it was a desperate three moves, Zhang Moxie did not spread the blood sea illusion to the maximum, but only maintained it at about ten zhang.

The sea of blood is churning, a scene of Shura.

Ren Hao was pulled into the illusion, and he was like standing between a red heaven and earth, the only land in the middle of the sea of angry waves and blood, and there was a two-zhang high Jingguan.

Countless human heads were piled together, like the skull throne of the Blood Sea Devil.

And Zhang Moxie stood on top of the man's head, his left hand was lowered, and a strange red glow was pouring on his fingertips.

In the center of his eyes and on his forehead, there was also a mark like a drop of blood.

"Ren Hao, the third time we fought that year, you lost under this move."

Zhang Moxie said softly:

"That time was in Huashan, right? You just learned Liangyi Shenquan, and you were proud, but you lost very badly, and I pressed you to the ground and beat you, and you were full of bags. ”

"Thirteen punches!"

Ren Hao stood in the sea of blood, he raised his head, and his burning eyes looked directly at Zhang Moxie.

A grin spread across his terrifying face.

He said:

"You punched me thirteen times, I remember it clearly, since you said this, did you deliberately put it on Huashan on the stone tablet that recorded the Liangyi Divine Fist?"

"It's not."

Zhang Moxie shook his head and said:

"I'm not that boring, I really want to teach you, and I won't use such a shoddy way. That's your fate, don't think about it. ”

"Okay."

Ren Hao clenched his fists, the impermanence of heaven clicked, his momentum changed, he raised his fists, Zhang Moxie also turned into a blood shadow, and for a while, the sea of blood was furious, surging wildly.

Thousands of drops of blood turned into thousands of shadows.

It's like the scene where the Heavenly Demon Exterminates the Silence Sword Technique, but all the martial arts of the Zhang Mo Evil Society will form a demon shadow.

In this illusion of the sea of blood, hundreds of Zhang Moxie appeared at the same time, turning into an earth-shattering sword, the power of this knife was ten times stronger than the ghost legion just now?

And Ren Hao's response was extremely simple.

Sacrifice your life, nine points!

"Boom"

The weakened flesh was once again pushed to the peak, and the wall that hindered him was once again clearly perceived.

"Open the sky!"

Ren Hao punched out two punches and slammed forward, which was extremely concise and unusual, without any change of moves.

But it is the most rigid and fierce in the world!

If you want to break new ground!

Those demon shadows were just starting out, and they were shattered by the power of the fist like a hurricane tornado, and then turned into a rain of blood, and fell back to the same place.

This ten-zhang sea of blood is also like the destruction of ten thousand realms, and the dreams among the flowers are swaying and scattered.

Unstoppable!

Break!

"Dangchang"

The sound of glass breaking sounded clearly in the ears of everyone on this hill.

The blood-red illusion also turned into tens of thousands of fragments at this moment, just like the red light feathers flying all over the sky under the cold moon, shattering, and Zhang Moxie's black robe was also torn apart by the fist wind.

On his waist and abdomen, there are two clear fist marks.

On the other hand, Ren Hao turned into a bloody man at this moment.

The hillock tore apart.

Silently, like a sword breaking the sky, dividing these dozen or so high, nearly 100 zhang wide hillocks into two, so fast that no one noticed, and the soil was annihilated silently, as if this hillock was born to be broken.

The general means of changing the world is the game of martial artists, the purest confrontation, without any reservations.

At the end of the night, it is also the purest friendship between men.

Decide the winner, decide the life and death!

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