The night of the full moon is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.

Luoyang, the imperial palace, is still the highest place, Li Xuan stood quietly, letting the wisps of breeze blow his head full of green silk.

God, it's changed!

Looking up, looking at the empty night sky, he didn't activate the emperor's golden pupil, but just realized the changes between heaven and earth at this moment with his own spirit.

"Father, will he come back?" Behind him, a faint voice sounded in the silent night breeze, and Song Yuhua's figure appeared not far behind Li Xuan, with a deep worry between his eyebrows.

This trip to Chang'an, Song Que took Song Yuhua to Luoyang before leaving, obviously with some entrustment, not without confidence to defeat Fu Cailin, but the chaos of the situation in Chang'an has far exceeded the simple battle between the two grandmasters, Song Shidao is the eldest son, and he is also the destined successor of Song Valve in the future, some things are destined to be experienced, although Song Yuzhi is a daughter, she has always been a little princess-like figure of Song Valve, as long as Song Valve is still there, Song Yuzhi will be fine, but for this eldest daughter, Song Que feels guilty, Song Valve, for Song Yuhua, it has obviously become a little embarrassing, and in addition to Song Valve, Song Que can only think of this, which can be used as a place for Song Yuhua.

"Definitely!" Li Xuan turned around, stretched out his hand to take off the cloak on his shoulder, and gently draped it on Song Yuhua, who was a little pale, and said with an affirmative look: "The sword path of the Song lord has reached the realm of nothing other than the sword, although the swordsmanship is mysterious, but Fu Cailin has too many fetters on his body, above the martial arts, it has come to an end, this battle, Fu Cailin will be defeated!" ”

A few smears of blood appeared on his pale face, although the poison he had suffered in the Duzun Fort had been eradicated. But even after a year of recuperation, the body is still weak, but it also lacks a little bit of the breath of the children of the rivers and lakes, which makes people feel pity.

Tightening the cloak on his shoulders and feeling the residual warmth, Song Yuhua raised his head. Looking at the most powerful man in the world in front of him, he looked at the sky again, and asked suspiciously, "What is Your Majesty looking at?" ”

"Days!" Li Xuan replied simply.

"Yuhua doesn't understand." Shaking her head, the world of men, she may never have understood, otherwise, she would not have fallen into that step in the Duzun Castle at the beginning.

"I don't know much about it!" Li Xuan shook his head, the will of heaven was unpredictable. The heavens are unpredictable, and the number of days is equally unpredictable, even if he reaches his current level, he still can't see it completely, and he can only vaguely feel it, feeling some constant and unchanging law in that ethereal nothingness.

"Huh~" The next moment, it seemed to feel something, Li Xuan's sight. It seems to have penetrated countless mountains and rivers and looked in the direction of Chang'an.

Changan. Xuanwu Gate

The fierce sword qi left eye-catching marks on the solid wall, even from a distance, Li Yuan and a group of Tang soldiers standing on the city wall could feel the tremor from the city wall under their feet, not only that, the sky above their heads was covered by dark clouds at some point, in the most central position. But a crack opened.

Li Yuan, Li Shentong, and a group of Li Valve masters looked at the duel in front of them, and their faces couldn't help but become more solemn, this is a battle of life and death, and it is also a battle of Taoism, it is certain. The one who survives will break through the shackles of the Great Grandmaster and enter a new realm, such a realm that even those who are already first-class or even top-level masters can hardly imagine.

Everyone, their eyes couldn't help but stare downward, although with their realm, it was still a little difficult to truly understand the battle at the level of the Great Grandmaster, but the increasingly oppressive momentum made everyone feel that this duel at the top of the sword was about to come to the last moment.

In Chang'an City, where Bi Xuan was located, Bi Xuan, who was closed and cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, a scorching light bloomed, and his eyes looked in the direction of Xuanwu Gate as if he had penetrated the void, and a complicated gaze flashed in his eyes, I hope it is Fu Cailin who wins!

also reached the ultimate of the great master, Bi Xuan knows better than anyone the meaning of this battle to the two peerless masters, the battle of life and death is also the battle of promotion, the one who survives, the cultivation is bound to advance, the way has been blocked, Bi Xuan has no chance to intervene in this battle, but he can't stop worrying in his heart, the current situation is not only about the life and death of the two peerless masters, but also about the fortune and trend of the world.

If Fu Cailin wins, although he is a little unwilling, but at the moment it is undoubtedly the best ending, if it is Song Que who wins, Bi Xuan does not dare to imagine that after the unification of the Central Plains, as a spiritual symbol on the grassland, how will he face the heavenly sword after promotion.

No way!

Suddenly getting up, this kind of pinning fate on the ethereal luck is a kind of destruction for a person who is also a peerless master.

Almost at the same moment as Bi Xuan got up, outside the courtyard, the poison island who had not left seemed to feel something, and his bare hand gently fell on the handle of the knife, and the fighting spirit in his eyes burned again.

"Crunch~"

The closed door opened automatically, and Bi Xuan's burly figure appeared at the position of the door, looking at the opposite side, the Dongying woman standing with a knife, the wolf spear slipped silently into her hand, and her eyes bloomed with essence.

"One last time, give way, or...... Die! ”

The cold and resolute tone also represents Bi Xuan's determination, and now, there is no room for maneuver, this duel between the great masters, Bi Xuan must intervene, because this is not only about himself, but also about the fortune of the country, and it is no longer a matter of honor and disgrace for one person.

"The senior's heart is in turmoil!" Poison Island Yanzi opened his eyes and looked at Bi Xuan who had gone and returned, his expression did not fluctuate too much, with the martial arts and status of the other party's great master, he should not have gone back on his word, but at this moment, Bi Xuan repented, indicating that the other party's heart was in turmoil.

Taking a deep breath, Bi Xuan tried his best to calm down his feelings, looked at Poison Island Yanzidao, and in his eyes, he did not hide the murderous intent at the moment, Da Yan, just a woman, do you want to restrain yourself?

The wolf spear did not hesitate again, a spear was pointed, and a vast scorching coercion like the hot sun surged away with this spear towards the poison island, the poison island was solemn, and in the sound, the demon knife was unsheathed, with boundless killing intent, as if to tear the whole world apart, the hero was coerced, in the face of this extremely condensed knife, it seemed to be split from the center, the hedge of the two momentums, the flat bottom suddenly rolled up a gust of wind, and the clothes and hair of the two people were blown hunting.

With a step on his feet, the Heavenly Wolf Spear conjured up nine afterimages and followed Bi Xuan's third step, suddenly returning to one, and slamming into the demon knife fiercely.

"Ding~"

The crisp sound of metal impact, but like Hong Zhong Da Lu, formed a sound wave, spreading to all sides, several Turkic warriors who rushed out of the courtyard suddenly trembled, their movements seemed to be frozen in place, blood continued to seep out of the seven orifices, and their pupils also became dilated, and they were actually shocked to death by the sound generated by this impact.

"Hmm~"

Poison Island Tsunza's face turned slightly pale, and after a moment of stalemate, his face suddenly turned red, and a mouthful of blood finally couldn't suppress the overflow from the corner of his mouth.

"Die!" The Sky Wolf Spear jumped slightly, and with the help of the anti-shock force, it slashed a brilliant arc in the air, and after turning in a circle, it stabbed at the neck of Poison Island Tsuneko with a stronger momentum.

The soft body of the poison island that retreated out seemed to have lost all its weight in an instant, and under the strong wind of the Heavenly Wolf Spear, it strangely avoided this killing spear.

"Condensation~" Bi Xuan raised his eyebrows, and the wolf spear move changed, as if hanging a thousand heavy objects, and stabbed at the poison island again, the spear was very slow, but it was unavoidable, as if there was only this spear left between heaven and earth, and there was no trace of strong wind, which also made the poison island lose the ability to continue to borrow.

In the face of this killing spear, Poison Island Tsuneko could only choose to hit the hard, and the katana was slowly pushed out, facing the tip of the wolf spear, and at the same time, he made a mistake and slightly avoided the spear edge.

"It seems that I think highly of you!" A look of disappointment flashed in Bi Xuan's eyes, and the tip of the spear turned slightly, stabbing at the poison island again.

"Qiang~"

Returning the knife to the sheath, Poison Island looked at Bi Xuan solemnly, holding the knife in his backhand, and the condensed murderous aura was almost formed, making people feel as if they were being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"Snort~"

The faint light lit up, and in the first rays of the morning sun, a knife that condensed the strength and essence of the poison island was finally collided with the Sky Wolf Spear. (To be continued......)