However, at this moment, an iron-armored beast covered with talismans appeared in front of his eyes.

A chariot with a talisman seal crashed into him like a beast of the wilderness, stopped in front of him, and then galloped towards the fierce dragon and phoenix.

Those talismans were like countless production machines, and the aura was constantly bred from them.

The majestic aura enveloped the chariot of the talisman seal, like a duel between two ancient beasts.

The Fu Seal Chariot was worthy of being the strongest weapon in the Later Han Army, and it was only in an instant that it smashed Liu Xuan's dragon and phoenix.

Liu Xuan frowned, looking at the chariot with a vigilant expression.

In the Donghua Continent, there are also such chariots, but some imperial chariots are even more powerful than this.

But today's chariots are fully capable of dealing with him.

On the other side, Bai Wuchang saw this scene, breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then looked back at Han Xing in the position of the Chinese army, only to feel a thick feeling of escaping death.

Han Xing's voice reached Bai Wuchang's ears through the scattered stars of the Rolling Star Silver Spear: "With one more runic chariot, you are enough to deal with Liu Xuan." ”

An irrepressible surprise flashed in Bai Wuchang's eyes, Han Xing could have sent more reinforcements over, but he didn't.

He just sent a chariot over to make the battle between Bai Wuchang and Liu Xuan change.

He wanted Bai Wuchang to repay his wish and avenge the judge's revenge.

Liu Xuan's face became more and more ugly, he heard Han Xing's words, and said slightly angrily: "Even if you have one more chariot, you will still die!"

Bai Wuchang didn't have any emotion, but laughed happily: "Although you are very strong and confident, I don't think that what you say will definitely happen, and you are not a prophet. ”

Liu Xuan raised his eyebrows, countless arrogance surged up on his cheeks, and said, "Then wait and see?"

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Ji Yu landed on the ground and walked towards the woman in white.

The woman in white held the spring grass sword and also walked towards Ji Yu.

The two strongest people on both sides looked at each other quietly.

In the end, it was Ji Yu who took the lead in speaking: "You can't kill me, and Liu Xuan's side, it's impossible to kill any of my generals, you will still lose." ”

The woman in white raised her eyebrows, her face was full of rebelliousness that she didn't take the first and the first life in her eyes, and sneered: "So what?"

Ji Yu sighed a little and asked, "That means you have to fight?"

The woman in white said, "I want to see how you use your sword with all your might." ”

Ji Yu didn't speak, because he had already drawn his sword.

The fiery red one-eyebrow sword, although it no longer has the glory of the past, in Ji Yu's hands, it still blooms with unimaginable brilliance and sharpness.

The cracks on the sword body were even more obvious under the suddenly bright sword light.

But not only did it not show a decline, but it gave people a sense of strength returning to the light.

"Huh!" The woman in white was slightly surprised, she didn't expect Ji Yu's sword intent to be so strong, strong enough to affect a sword.

At the same time, she also drew a sword.

The wind rose, and the sword light of the spring grass sword sprinkled all over the ground, and the warbler flew and the grass grew.

Those blue-colored sword qi, like weeds in spring, spread wildly, sweeping towards Ji Yu.

Ji Yu clenched the sword in his hand, and then began to draw the sword.

His sword moves are not brilliant, but they are complex and precise.

Picking, plucking, teasing, stabbing, chopping, dragging, knocking, shocking... The sword moves composed of various sword methods are practiced in ordinary times, and when faced with attacks, they will naturally use the most reasonable move to deal with them, and the most effective way to kill the enemy, and it will not hinder their next sword counterattack.

Those grass-like sword lights were suddenly broken, and then scattered and dissipated with the wind.

It's like a piece of blue light dust, scattered in the wind.

The woman in white raised her eyebrows slightly, raised the spring grass sword in her hand, and suddenly the blue light was restrained.

A powerful aura emanated from her blue spring grass sword.

Ji Yu knew that this was the strongest sword, so he took a deep breath and clenched the hilt of the sword with a single eyebrow.

The woman in white drew her sword, and her entire figure turned into a white afterimage.

And the spring grass sword in his hand was like a blue rainbow, or lightning, galloping forward.

It's just that the soldiers of the Later Han Dynasty have never seen such a fast Changhong, such a thick and powerful lightning.

With such a powerful blow, will Chu Hou Ji Yu be able to block it?

Nobody knows.

Many soldiers nearby had completely forgotten about the battle and watched the battle between Ji Yu and the woman in white.

Just as the blue light was infinitely close to Ji Yu's chest, Ji Yu began to draw his sword.

The fiery red sword met the blue light.

But compared to that blue mang, the fiery red sword was a little unbearable.

It's like an adult with a sword against an unarmed child.

Many people showed puzzled expressions.

Chu Hou Ji Yu's military force is a product that the world can see.

But why did Ji Yu come out with such a weak sword in the face of such a powerful blow?

Many people shook their heads helplessly.

But Ji Yu's soldiers widened their eyes, silently begging for a miracle in their hearts.

Everyone thought that such a sword would not be able to block such a powerful blow from the woman in white.

But some people still hope that a miracle will happen.

If there is hope, miracles happen every day.

The weak sword with no power to bind the chicken met the blue mang like the thunder of the nine heavens.

Countless people gasped.

Countless people's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief and incredulity.

Countless people have witnessed the miracle.

The seemingly fragile one-eyebrow sword actually blocked Bimang perfectly.

The fiery red sword was bent downward by the powerful force, like a huge white sheep's horn, but it also resisted the shocking blue mang.

Even the woman in white herself had to show a look of surprise.

She looked at the sword that blocked her strongest sword, but was bent like a sheep's horn, and asked curiously, "What is your sword move called?"

Ji Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was indescribably proud: "Four or two thousand catties!"

Five words, like a never-ending thunder, resounded in everyone's ears.

Such a posture is what the Hou Han Chu Hou Ji Yu should look like when he is a martial artist.

Gradually, there were cheers, and the morale of Ji Yu rose sharply, while on Liu Xuan's side, the morale fell to a low point.

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Under the command of Han Xing, Ji Yu's army achieved absolute superiority.

In addition, a small number of Fu Seal chariots rampaged, and soon Liu Xuan's side collapsed.

Liu Xuan's comprehensive strength of generals is stronger than Ji Yu's, but the strength of his army is too much inferior to Ji Yu.

Ji Yu pointed to his army that was pressing like a tide, and asked, "Are you still fighting?"

The woman in white frowned, the arrogance on her face became a little thicker, and she sneered: "If there are more people and fewer people are bullying, I will be afraid?"

Ji Yu shook his head, feeling that this kind of person who doesn't take a dynasty or a lifetime in his eyes is really too difficult to communicate.

But only such a madman can have such attainments in monasticism.

For example, his junior brother who is emotionally conscious.

At this moment, Liu Xuan's voice came: "Miss, please retreat!"

The woman in white turned her head and glared at Liu Xuan angrily, as if she felt that this sentence was a bit insulting to her identity. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Invincible Little Prince's Claw Book House" for free for the first time.