The night was solemn, and countless stars shone brightly in the sky, reflecting the sky. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The huge, bright full moon hung silently in the air, casting a white glow over the battlefield along the Hannan River. The direction of the camp in the distance was brightly lit, and countless laughter and laughter flowed from it, celebrating the incomparable victory on the battlefield today!

And at this moment, on the high ground on the other side of the battlefield, a slender figure was standing upright, and the north was blowing up his clothes, showing a feeling of loneliness.

"What? Why don't you go down and celebrate? Childe Xiaoyan slowly walked from behind with a wine jug: "Feeling bad?" ”

"Huh!" Zhou Yi smiled: "I'm just thinking, should I call your son-in-law a small banquet?" Or Assassin Ghosts? ”

"You've got it all!" Gongzi Xiaoyan did not hide it, but showed a relieved expression: "I assassinated Yun Chongxiao in Emei Mountain Road, and Luoyang dealt with Wu Chongye. But does it matter now? ”

"Yes! Now that you are the master of the Demon Gate, coupled with your brother Temujin, the Great Khan of Mongolia, there is no need for such a thing as hiding your identity, right? After the fall of Fengyan City, there is no longer any force outside the Saiwai that can stop you? So where are you looking next? ”

Gongzi Xiaoyan's face became more and more solemn, and his deep eyes became shining in the night: "A thousand cups are not drunk, I understand the feeling of being deceived in your heart, I was just unintentional about this matter, I hope you can understand, but there is another matter, I hope you think about it." ”

"It has been nearly ten years since the Jianghu server was launched, and the player's martial arts now have the ability to rewrite the general trend of the world. Murong Chunqiu is partial to the south of the Yangtze River, and since ancient times, only northerners have gone south, so how can there be a reason for southerners to go north; Although Zhu Jian'an is famous all over the world, he lacks fire after all, and the rest are like Xiao Qianjue, and Wu Chongye and others are even more busy, what is the way? ”

"After the battle of the Han River, there is no other force outside the Saiwai that can compete with our Mongolia, it only takes a few months of hard work, and my two brothers will be able to subdue the Saiwai tribes.

"In terms of the strength of the rivers and lakes, at this moment, the demon gate is returning to the heart, coupled with the invincible Mongolian Thirteen Wings, who can resist the Central Plains martial arts that are still fighting endlessly?"

"A thousand cups are not drunk, how can my heroes stick to the foolish and pedantic sections? Isn't the collapse of the Central Plains an opportunity for the rise of a new empire? I believe that as long as you think about it calmly, you can come up with the answer. ”

Zhou Yi slowly turned around and stared at Gongzi Xiaoyan's face, with an incomparably decisive look in his eyes: "What if I don't want to?" Will you do the same to me as you did to Feng Yan City? ”

"Whew!" The howling north wind swept across the hillside and melted into the endless darkness of the night.

Gongzi Xiaoyan did not answer, and there was a long silence between the two.

"Cut the grass and eradicate the roots........ Gongzi opened his mouth in a small banquet, his eyes gradually raised and looked directly at Zhou Yi, with unshakable firmness, he confided word by word: "I haven't fought with you for a long time, let me see it a little!" ”

Gongzi Xiaoyan is still standing leisurely and close to Zhou Yi, he is both there and not seem to be there, he is in and out of the existence, moving quietly, quiet and vivid.

Zhou Yi couldn't grasp his next move at all. The heirs of the evil king without flaws should be like this.

Gongzi Xiaoyan took the lead in making a move, only to see his left hand leaning forward, and drawing nearly ten circles in a row on his chest with a swift and incoherent technique, with different sizes and angles, strange and weird to the extreme, and his strength was in the air.

Zhou Yi quietly looked at Gongzi Xiaoyan's technique, not in a hurry, the sword arced, and slowly retreated under his feet, avoiding his edge.

Gongzi Xiaoyan smiled freely, his left hand was retracted as if he had retreated, and it was the turn of his right hand to pinch his fingers into a knife, following a mysterious route like a spiritual snake scurrying through the core of each of the more than ten qi rings that he had just drawn, and it was so wonderful that it was hard to believe.

With such a strange move, Zhou Yi never dreamed that more than a thousand lethal qi rings were all "hung" on Gongzi Xiaoyan's wrist, and the finger blades were straight forward like lightning!

Although this refers to a less dazzling offensive than just now, the aura of air in the sky is like an overwhelming sea tide surging, unavoidable, unstoppable, unstoppable!

Zhou Yi only felt that his chest was bored, and this huge pressure was surging, even with his cultivation from the Nine Heavens True Scripture to the present, he still felt a little unsupportable, and the sword in his hand was drawn diagonally, drawing more than a dozen sword circles in a row.

Before the circle was completed, it was immediately broken by the surging force, Zhou Yi didn't care, snorted, took a step back and continued. Thirteen circles were shattered in a row, and Zhou Yi also retreated thirteen steps in a row, and this terrifying earth-shattering attack was blocked by him!

However, how could the child's small banquet give Zhou Yi a chance to rest, the first move was just rested, and the second move followed one after another!

Suddenly, the energy disappeared.

Zhou Yi only felt that there was a void around him, and he felt sad that he had nowhere to implement, and he was terrible in his heart, and Gongzi Xiaoyan suddenly appeared five feet in front of him as if he had changed from existence to nothingness, and then from nothing to nothing, and his right hand poked out his middle finger and pointed to the center of his eyebrows.

In a short distance, the methods of Gongzi Xiaoyan are varied, and every moment is a subtle and strange change, as long as you can't see through any of these changes, it is a tragic ending that should refer to defeat, and each change causes an illusion, so that people can no longer distinguish what is true and what is false.

Looking at the infinitely changing finger of Gongzi Xiaoyan, the finger wind completely enveloped Zhou Yi, and the distribution of the strength and weakness of the qi was constantly subtly changed, making people unstoppable and unstoppable.

Zhou Yi's face became more and more solemn, the ten volumes of the Demon Book really have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and now the martial arts of Gongzi Xiaoyan are no longer comparable to those of the Divine Capital, and he must do his best to have a glimmer of life!

In the middle of the field, Zhou Yi chuckled, the sword light was raised, and he had already begun to fight back: "Come and don't be rude!" Childe Xiaoyan, also take me a sword! Zhou Yi's sword tip was lightly slashed, it seemed to be disorganized, and it seemed to be traceable.

Since cultivating the Dafa of changing the sun, with Zhou Yi's old martial arts foundation, it has evolved into a new swordsmanship, and the mysterious feeling of being born after death has made Zhou Yi more imaginative on the original basis, leaving no trace.

Now Zhou Yi's swordsmanship can leave room for himself in any situation, regenerate and change, and take the enemy in impossible situations, often seems to defeat the enemy with a sword, but in fact, the changes in the tricks are subtle and mysterious to be indescribable. It is slower than fast, lifting weights like light, and has the bearing of dominating the world. (To be continued.) )