When the thunder light and the rough sea surface were formed, Ji Yu raised the small hope in his hand, and suddenly the small hope that had been scattered with sword light gave birth to a dazzling light again.

Of course, this sword light was not as clear as autumn water, or the sword light as clear as autumn water had already been swallowed up by the blazing, piercing flames.

Xiao Wang directly turned into a fire dragon, and Ji Yu swung his sword to slash the sea.

Suddenly, the fire dragon leaped into the sea with a fierce sword light.

At the moment when the fire dragon leaped into the sea, the entire sea surface glowing with countless thunder lights ignited with raging flames, as if the world was burning.

This is the Six Dragons Sword Technique, although it does not use the effect of the high standard of the Six Dragons Returning to the Sun, but it makes those seas shrink continuously, turning into countless water droplets, steaming upward.

Towards the dome-like rain of arrows.

In those crystal and transparent water droplets, there is a trace of thunder and lightning.

The thunder and lightning were not very bright, but one could look at them and give them a creepy feeling.

Lu Wenhou knew that this rain of arrows like a dome was about to break.

He clenched the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, his palms were full of cold sweat, the enemy he was going to face was a powerful force that he had only seen in his life.

The name of this enemy is Ji Yu!

At this moment, a black shadow glided from the sky, as fast as a storm and lightning.

The black shadow carried three swords, like a black eagle in the sky, and like a huge bat.

Lu Wenhou knew that it was Fu Bang.

Fu Bang's goal is also Lu Wenhou.

In just an instant, Fu Bang broke into the army, and the three knives were exhausted, and the sword flowers continued to sweep, and in a moment, countless soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

And those who were only mistakenly injured by the violent sword qi that Fu Bang had stimulated in an instant.

His real target is Lu Wenhou, who is dressed in military uniform, on top of the Red Rabbit Divine Horse.

Lu Wenhou's eyes froze, his brows frowned, Fang Tian's halberd waved like a dragon, and he didn't know if it was Fu Bang's three knives that framed Lu Wenhou's Fang Tian halberd, or Lu Wenhou's Fang Tian halberd that blocked Fu Bang's three knives.

The two fell into an evenly matched stalemate.

And what Lu Wenhou said mastered was either Yulinwei of the Later Han Dynasty or the iron cavalry of Xiliang.

At this time, Fu Bang and Lu Wenhou were in a stalemate, and those soldiers also had a cold glint in their eyes, and they all stabbed or stabbed Fu Bang with their weapons.

If he doesn't do something, he'll just become a bloody sieve or a hedgehog in an instant.

At that moment, the three knives spun rapidly.

At this time, Fu Bang was like a spinning top, and the blades of the three knives were like a flower that was constantly blooming, and the petals kept blooming and falling.

"Sonorous, sonorous, sonorous!"

The screeching sound of countless weapons colliding sounded, and the sparks were born quickly, countless weapons were cut in half, and those sparks gave birth to new sparks because they had not yet dissipated.

It actually gives people a magnificent view of the long street.

At this moment, countless beautiful fireworks appeared in the sky.

It was a beautiful scenery that exploded after countless droplets of water tore through a rain of arrows like a dome.

The sword qi that turned into rain, thunder, and flame continued to dissipate in the sky with a rain of arrows like a dome.

Whether it is an air-breaking arrow or an ordinary arrow, it is constantly turning into powder.

That fireworks bloomed, lighting up the point of the world, like a giant crusher, whatever went in, it would be stirred into crumbs and scattered with the wind.

The fireworks in the sky and the fireworks on the long street are complementing each other.

......

......

In a tall building not far from the battlefield of Chang'an City, there were two people standing.

A cook, a play.

Although the two of them have different appearances and bearings, they both stand with their hands in their hands, looking at the scene of the battlefield in the distance.

The corners of the actor's lips rose slightly, and he said with a smile: "At this time, if you capture Ji Yu, you can kill him with 100% certainty." ”

When the cook heard this, he nodded undeniably and said, "Indeed, dealing with those dense and overwhelming arrow rains consumed too much of his aura, and there are also the army and Lu Wenhou, you and I suddenly enter the game, and we will definitely be able to kill him by surprise." ”

The actor raised his eyebrows and asked, "In one round, I cooperate with you, can I kill this son?"

The cook pondered for a long time, and then spat out one word: "Yes!"

When the actor heard this, he was overjoyed, and asked excitedly, "Why don't we kill him now?"

The cook was just about to nod, when suddenly above the lofty heavenly dome, behind the deep sea of clouds, he suddenly opened a pair of ruthless eyes, followed by two vast breaths like heaven and earth, floating down.

The cook and the playmaker sensed the breath and the meaning of the man, and raised their heads in some shock and looked at the high sky.

After a while, the two of them withdrew their gazes, and then looked at each other, both shaking their heads and sighing, a little regretful.

It's like a cloth cloth who missed the opportunity to pay homage to the marquis.

Or it can't be said that you missed, but there is something ahead of you that you want to do the most, and you can't get past it anyway, and there is an unclimbable mountain in front of you.

But in just a moment, this decadence in the cook and the actor disappeared.

The actor was the first to grin, still looking excited, and said: "This battle, if we don't intervene, Ji Yu will definitely win, when will we take Lu Wenhou away?"

Although the decadence disappeared, the cook's mood was not very good, so he snorted coldly: "Someone is still staring at us, and when the time comes, we won't give this god of war in the early Han Dynasty a perfect and reasonable exit, I'm afraid that someone will be dissatisfied again." ”

The actor finally couldn't help it, spat on the ground, and said with a blue face: "If it weren't for the fact that this is his world, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's soul, I would have rolled up my sleeves and fought with him fiercely, and separated the male and female." ”

"That Ji Yu too, even if he has a fairy sword, Lao Tzu has to break his bones and break his sword!"

I don't know how long he endured it to vent his resentment, but when he gritted his teeth and said these words, he felt a little unhappy, and it was a comfort in his heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, the cook faintly heard a contemptuous sneer coming from the high sky and the deep sea of clouds.

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......

Inside the gate of Chang'an City, outside the inn.

Ji Yu, Lingyue, and Fu Bang fought fiercely against Lu Wenhou and Hou Han Yu Lin Wei and Xiliang Tieqi.

At the beginning of the war, the people in the inn turned into birds, beasts, insects, and fish and scattered, and they could escape as far as they could.

Those who can't escape far have already been killed by accidental injuries in battle.

Some weird, purple totems appeared on Lu Wenhou's face, which looked particularly enchanting and terrifying, like a monster.

His eyes also changed from black and white to blood red.

If Lu Wenhou appeared in the Donghua Continent like this at this time, some people who were not very knowledgeable would definitely think that he had practiced the exercises of the Northern Demon and swallowed the Demon Pill.

But Ji Yu knew that it wasn't.

There is a power in the divine martial body, called a ghost god!

At this time, Lu Wenhou has become very tricky, and his strength has risen by more than one notch.

At this time, the city wall of Chang'an City was in an emergency again.

Lu Wenhou was a little angry, but he also had to send people to support, and the rules wielded by his Fang Tian painting halberd were a little impatient, so it looked messy.