Just as Zhou Yi was galloping outside the plug with the escort team. While enjoying the chic freehand of the breeze in the wilderness, under the same sky separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, a peak duel is taking place that is enough to change the situation of the entire prairie!

Wolf Juxu Mountain!

On this ancient scenic spot, which is known as the origin of the outside of the Saiwai, there is a person sitting quietly in place.

The man has a goose crown and a broad belt, his face is strange, towering like a pine and cypress, and he is like an old monk with his eyes closed at the moment, giving people a feeling of transcendence and holiness.

Suddenly, a burly giant man like a god stepped forward, and the warm midday sun shone on his tough muscles like gold and iron, and the light reflected had a majestic momentum that fused with primitive vitality.

His powerful steps were straight lines, as if nothing in the world could stop him. He just stood in front of the man, majestic, as if the mountain was overpowering.

No power was used, just a tiger staring. The current of the surrounding swamp and shallows, as if subjected to an irregular gravitational pull, forced outward in a circle, as if the natural world could not withstand the man's gaze!

"Sanhe Yishi, can I finally meet you, the number one Khitan master?" Dahan's voice was deep and deep, as majestic as Yue.

Sanhe Yishi, who had been settled, finally opened his eyes slowly.

The brilliance bursts out, not the mere essence that reflects the sun, it is too small, in front of the burst of brilliance of the real peak powerhouse, even the great sun loses its color and is dim.

"Mr. Wuzun, is there really no room for maneuver in the matter of Khitan and Turkic?" He was so flat that his voice seemed to ask casually about a trivial matter.

"The rules of the grassland have been respected by the strong since ancient times, what do you say?" Bi Xuan replied with a smile.

"Since this is the case, then I can only comprehend the world-shattering Yanyang miracle of Wuzun!" Sanhe Yishi got up slowly, looked at the tall man in front of him indifferently, and suddenly revealed a monstrous momentum that was not inferior!

"Hahaha!" The majestic and heroic Grandmaster of the Kuang Dynasty finally let out a long laugh and said, "Since this is the case, then today's winner will bet on the overlord of the entire grassland!" ”

On this side, Sanhe Yishi finally decided to fight the grassland Wuzun Bi Xuan in the Wolf Juxu Mountain, and the battle for the hegemony of the prairie finally came to the last moment. However, Zhou Yi and his entourage, who were on the run, did not take into account these future crises at all.

It's not because he can't think of this section, but in fact, compared to the "potential threat", the imminent crisis is the problem he is facing at the moment!

Under the blade that is already close in front of you, any overall situation and any calculation can only give way to this simple and direct dialogue between life and death!

The sword flashed, and the blood was shining!

It was not that Zhou Yi was bleeding from the knife, but that the magic knife that appeared was already poisonous and weird, and the poisonous blood that sealed the throat with blood, and in the whole world, there are only two kinds of martial arts with blood on the knife.

One is the Qinghai **** Blood Knife Gate's town school - Blood Knife Dafa, this skill is divided into two parts: internal strength and knife method, all recorded in the "Blood Knife Sutra", the blood knife method is extremely weird, and each move is chopping in an impossible direction.

And judging from the incredibly fast sword light in front of him, it is unlikely to be the weird and heavy blood knife Dafa, so the origin of this set of sword techniques is about to come out - the divine knife turns into blood, and the demon blood Dafa!

Zhou Yi snorted coldly, gently held the blue water sword in his hand, looked at the man in front of him with a serious face, and said, "You people from the Western Rakshasa Sect have finally made a move!" Zhou Yi's voice was full of fear, and even more angry.

"Ha, I didn't expect you to escape here, the people of the Great Ming Zun Sect are really not as good as the generation, and they have to rely on Lao Tzu to finish them up."

With a deep voice, the figure hidden in the darkness finally revealed its true face at this moment.

More than a dozen figures emerged from all directions, different from the previous Ming Sect disciples, everyone in front of them had an extremely powerful aura, making people know at a glance that the person who came was by no means general, but an elite killer who could be cultivated by spending a lot of money.

Such a number of strong dead soldiers, if they are divided into combined attack secret arts, I am afraid that it is enough to move anyone in the world. However, at this moment, compared to this group of elite killers of more than a dozen people, the figure who took the lead and held the long knife in his hand was far more terrifying than the others combined!

Zhou Yi frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask Your Excellency?" ”

"Western Rakshasa Sect, one of the thirty-six Tiangang, Blood Demon Knife - Qi Han!" Qi Han said, raised the long knife in his hand high, and the blood light oozing from the knife suddenly skyrocketed, turning into a blood-colored knife that was as long as it was close to a zhang.

"I can't estimate that there are so many masters in a small beggar tribe, but even so, you will not escape death today!"

Zhou Yigang wanted to draw his sword to face Qi Han in front of him, but the other figure went three points faster!

"Boom!" In the next moment, Hesar was really lucky, and slammed it under his feet!

The toes that poured all his strength into the ground were so hard that even a sturdy official road could not withstand such a force, and suddenly burst into the sky. At the same time, with the cover of the horse's body and the dust and sand in the air, Hesar was short with all his strength, like a sharp arrow from the string.

"Hey, hey! Ah Zhe and Jochi, both of you have been in the limelight, and this time it should be my turn to be a son! ”

Steel Feather Claw - Flying Eagle Rabbit!

Hesa'er's light skill of reaching the peak easily flashed Qi Han's desperate sword, and with a single step, the whole person suddenly accelerated in mid-air, and at a strange angle that was absolutely incalculable, he suddenly clawed!

Qi Han never thought that there would be such an unfathomable immortal skill in this world, compared to the Western Rakshasa Sect, the Flying Demons who were in the same column of the Thirty-six Heavenly Gang were definitely more than one step ahead!

The long knife was out, and Qi Han wanted to completely avoid this sharp claw, but it was impossible, he immediately borrowed the back of the knife to protect him, and his steps retreated sharply, trying to weaken the power of this move to the minimum.

I saw that the claw wind that was as sharp as a divine weapon and sharpened iron like mud swept by, and three shocking claw marks had already appeared on Qi Han's originally handsome face.

This fight, but in just a few breaths, I saw that the originally fierce and powerful Blood Demon Knife had taken a few steps back in a hurry, looked at Hesa'er in front of him with an angry face, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu doesn't notice a move, I am on your way, see if Lao Tzu doesn't peel your skin and bones!" ”

"Oh? Really? He Sa'er spread his hands, showed a shy, and said, "Then I'll wait!" ”

At the same time, all the black-clothed killers present were all murderous, and then they burst out in anger and swept up at the same time!

The Great War is imminent! (To be continued.) )