Zhu Hai urged the flags to his heart's content, and the sound of air currents became more and more dense and sharp, like a good show, accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums gradually entering the climax, and Zhu Hai is a Wudan who has entered the best realm, his movements have an almost crazy wildness, just like his increasingly hideous expression, infected by him, the air flow in the aura swelled again.

This time, it was not a line, nor a dozen lines of airflow, but all, and the aura wrapped around Zhu Hai's body was like a balloon that was inflated, and then it got bigger and bigger. Looking from above, you will find a huge ovoid cyclone climbing from the forest, and soon it will exceed the tallest tree in the forest, from which there are bursts of "squeak-squeak-" sounds, as if countless sharp metals are cutting each other, and each air current, like a crazy beast, wants to break through the shackles of the aura, and then tear open the body of the prey piece by piece.

Xin'er fell to her knees weakly, her eyes were empty and desperate, like two bottomless deep holes, the swelling fear had completely crushed her weak heart, she had never felt such an exaggerated crisis, one after another, not even a glimmer of hope of escape. Lin Dong, Que Qing, and even Yang Ming almost gave up,

"Really...... There is no way to escape...... Yang Ming's throat gradually locked, and despair was like a giant hand reaching out from the depths of his heart, and then grabbed his throat. Because he already knew what would happen next, after Zhu Hai's aura expanded to the extreme, the air flow hit the surroundings like an explosion, and then cut and shattered all the objects in the path in an instant, look at this airtight aura, how many attacks will be produced after exploding, millions, tens of millions...... Yang Ming couldn't think of any bigger numbers.

The sharp sound of air currents, like claws scratching on people's eardrums, tearing at the last remaining bit of vitality of the teenagers, Yang Ming looked at Wu Jian in front of him, this man was still standing straight, like a monument standing in the wind and snow without falling, his face under the long hair was full of knife-like perseverance, he looked at the other side with a deep and cold gaze, his eyes, at least in Yang Ming's opinion, have always been like a lake in the depths of winter, cold and silent.

Uncle, aren't you afraid? In the face of such an attack, do you still have a way?

Wu Jian didn't look back, he just said to Yang Ming, "I will send you out of here, and then the three of you will protect Mr. Que Qing and rush to Wuxian City, as long as you cross this mountain, you can reach Wuxian City in less than half a day." "The voice is calm, and the words are cut to the core.

Before Yang Ming could react to Wu Jian's words, Zhu Hai launched a third attack, the aura was like a boiling bubble on hot water, and after it swelled to the extreme, Zhu Hai was satisfied with the flag and waved it forward, just like the general's flag order before the decisive battle, issuing the order to start a war, and then, the aura suddenly attacked, like a murderous space pressed over, and the air suddenly shook a circle of clearly visible folds.

There was nowhere to hide, Yang Ming just stood, and then stared at Wu Jian, how was he going to take them away? Wu Jian didn't make any special movements, just stretched out his left hand, and in an instant, a crystal that flashed pure light appeared,

Pangu Mirror, Thousand Rainbows.

Wu Jian urged Wu Yao, and a few rays of light loomed, and they were injected into Qianhong like lightning and flint along his left arm, and almost at the same time, Qianhong flashed with dazzling light, like a beam of sunlight falling in front of him, but it felt like he was breathing life.

When Yang Ming wanted to see Qianhong further, a burst of bright light suddenly surrounded them, and then everything in his vision turned into a dazzling light, as if a big hand grabbed his body invisibly, and then dragged his whole person into the dazzling light.

Yang Ming and the others seemed to have jumped into space, and their eyes flashed before disappearing......

The aura hit.

A second later, the trees that had fallen to the ground before, the low weeds, the thorns, the rocks, and even the clouds in the sky turned into dust in the air in the staggered cutting of countless air currents, and were ruthlessly erased from the surface, and the silence between heaven and earth was washed by the apocalypse, and there was only one standing life left within a radius of one mile, and that was Zhu Hai.

Zhu Hai raised the flag, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, the air was a strong smell of trees, mixed with the heaviness of the land, but there was one less taste, the smell that Zhu Hai longed to smell the most, that is, the smell of blood.

What's going on? They didn't die?

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a figure suddenly appeared in the empty land, like a ghost. Wu Jian stood in place unscathed, while the people behind him disappeared without a trace, at the same time, there was a clear crystal in front of him, pure and flawless, but there was no image, one thousand and seventy-two facets shone with the purest light in the world, this crystal seemed to have no weight, suspended in front of Wu Jian.

"Pangu Mirror?" Zhu Hai was shocked again. Pangu Mirror, the most mysterious and powerful substance in the world, its appearance can change the outcome of almost any battle and determine the outcome of the battle, and compared to Pangu Mirror, another terrible truth that it leads to is what makes Zhu Hai more surprised and afraid, that is, Wu Jian's identity.

Looking at the Pangu Mirror in front of Wu Jian, Zhu Hai showed a look of fear for the first time, and the person passed through the mirror and turned into light, reaching a speed comparable to light, which is the legendary "instant", and this Pangu Mirror, named Qianhong, belongs to that general.

"Are you the former famous general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, General Mo Qianyi......" When Zhu Hai said this, he already knew the answer in his heart, except for General Mo, who was once famous in the Dynasty, who could control Qianhong? Who can use "a moment", and when he confirmed the identity of the other party, he was desperate, because this man's strength far exceeded his own.

Wu Jian looked at Zhu Hai's shocked look, he still said calmly: "The past is like smoke, it has long since passed, and now I am just an ordinary wanderer, my name is Wu Jian." ”

Wu Jian understands very well that when he uses Qianhong, it means that he shows his identity to the other party, Qianhong, one, scatters and attacks, one becomes a thousand, which is "a thousand blows", and the other is to turn people into light, and to reach the speed of light, is "a moment". A moment and a thousand blows, these were his two famous stunts, therefore, the emperor gave him a famous general of Tiance, named General Qianyi, and later, when people called him again, he became Mo Qianyi, General Mo, and over time, the world forgot his original name. But now, his name is Wu Jian.

Although Zhu Hai's aura seems to have absolute defense and absolute attack, this is based on the speed of the airflow, and the ultra-high-speed rotation of the airflow forms an absolute aura barrier, but unfortunately, in front of the light, such a speed is just a slow motion like an old man walking, and the aura has lost the so-called defense and attack power.

Wu Jian's simple answer revealed a kind of helplessness, obviously, Wu Jian was unwilling to admit his past reputation.

"It was more than ten years ago, when I was a student in the Wu State Martial Arts Academy, I heard of your prestige, at the age of sixteen he was worshiped as the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and then put down the rebellion in the north, in the battlefield, with the strength of one person, from the 100,000 rebels directly to the head of the general, at the age of eighteen was named the famous general of Tiance, what a glorious and illustrious ah. Even after more than ten years, I still remember your great achievements vividly, and this is not a sentence that can be said about the past. Zhu Hai still clearly remembers those legends about Mo Qianyi, because it was the dream that drove him to continue to cultivate, and when he was still in the Martial Arts Academy, he also dreamed of becoming a general, but this dream is impossible to come true, and now in his eyes, the dream back then was just a joke, a fate that could not be changed at all.

"I don't have the same blessing as you, I'm just a small palace guard, I have the honor to meet General Mo today, I am not in vain, it seems that this mission, I am a failure, you draw your sword, I can die under your sword, I am not insulting the reputation of ghosts." "Zhu Hai gave up resistance, General Mo's sword, Zhu Hai heard that in the Great Zhou Dynasty, when the strong man was like a cloud, General Mo achieved the prestige of the famous general of Tiance with his sword. As long as he drew his sword, he had no chance of winning. Zhu Hai has no regrets, let alone the slightest fear of death, the killer was originally on the verge of death, either killing others or dying himself.

Wu Jian didn't make a move, he looked at his left hand, but a trace of strange sadness flashed in his eyes, but soon he hid this sadness and said, "I won't kill you today, and I don't want to have anything to do with Yama, you can go." ”

Wu Jian's words seemed to be because he was afraid of Yama's power, and let Zhu Hai go, but Zhu Hai faintly noticed that Wu Jian's words seemed to have something hidden, and Zhu Hai's eyes also moved to Wu Jian's left hand, with a hunter-like sharp gaze.

At this time, Zhu Hai remembered the rumors he had heard before, and then remembered the battle just now, and he gradually began to believe that the rumor should be true. The pessimism that appeared on Zhu Hai's face disappeared instantly, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and his face was once again covered with a layer of coldness like winter, and he said,

"Twelve years ago, General Mo, you were implicated in the unprecedented rebellion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, dismissed from office, and expelled from the national capital 'Muguang', and will never be hired again in this life. I've also heard that your sword has been sealed, right?"

Wu Jian didn't answer, but from the changes in his facial emotions and the faint beating of his temples, it could be seen that Zhu Hai's words stabbed Wu Jian's heart with pain, that rebellion, that was a grief that he could never forget, even if he drank wine for twelve years, he couldn't forget it.

Twelve years ago, he was the famous general of the dynasty, how high-spirited, and the future was limitless, but after a rebellion, even if that rebellion had nothing to do with him, and even he didn't know how that rebellion happened, just because of the relationship between the mastermind of that rebellion and him, he was implicated, he fell from heaven to hell in an instant, degraded to a commoner, expelled from the national capital forever, and was sealed in his heart, and he could no longer draw his sword. What is the use of a swordsman who has a sword but cannot draw it, and who has empty hands?

In the past twelve years, he has fallen to the lowest point in his life, drinking all day long, getting himself drunk, and changing his name to Wu Jian, since then there is no longer General Mo Qianyi in the mainland, only a muddy drunkard wanderer, Wu Jian.

Seeing Wu Jian so moved, Zhu Hai knew that his sword was really sealed, and now he could only fight with the edge of the sword.

"Hahaha, I changed my mind, it turned out that my target was the medicine wizard, but I lost interest in him, and now, I just want to kill you. Zhu Hai laughed, it was an almost crazy and hideous smile, his face was shrouded in a turbulent murderous aura, "Killing the former famous generals of Tiance is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a name for yourself." ”

Tiance Famous General used to be Zhu Hai's dream and yearning, but now he wants to kill it.

"Hmph, kill me, you are too delusional, although I can't draw the sword, but I still have the Pangu Mirror, in front of my Qianhong, your aura is useless at all. Wu Jian didn't panic at all, because he had such confidence. Since the killing machine is exposed, it is necessary to make a decision immediately, the first strike is strong, Wu Jian did not give Zhu Hai time to react at all, I saw that he quickly raised his left hand, and the star-like light was clearly visible between his fingers, and his body flashed, passing through the mirror in front of him, Qianhong, just a momentary picture, Wu Jian's tall figure blended with Qianhong, turning into a ray of light, as if ignoring time, disappearing and appearing, almost at the same time, when Wu Jian reappeared, he had already passed through the aura and forced into Zhu Hai's distance.

"Sharp fingers, Sharp Star. The sharp light star of his left hand stabbed directly into Zhu Hai's chest, bringing out a stream of blood.

With a painful groan, Zhu Hai's body flew out directly from the aura, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he rolled against the ground for more than a dozen times before stopping.

Looking at Zhu Hai who was rolling on the ground, Wu Jian did not have any pride, his sharp finger pierced the enemy's heart with a sharp edge, and did not make people fly out of more than ten meters away, Zhu Hai should have taken the initiative to fly backwards, thus avoiding Wu Jian's fatal sharp finger. Zhu Hai is worthy of being a ghost, and his sense of combat acumen is not inferior to Wu Jian's, which is a very difficult opponent.

The pale face was extremely complicated, but Zhu Hai still maintained the calm of the killer, even though he was only one centimeter away from death just now, but he still survived.

"Qianhong is really a divine creature, if I hadn't tried my best to retreat back in advance, I would have been killed by your sharp fingers through my chest. Zhu Hai struggled to stand up, blood gushing out of his chest, and if the wound went deeper than a centimeter, his heart would be pierced.

Wu Jian looked at the embarrassed Zhu Hai and said coldly: "Just dodged a blow, you almost lost half your life, how can you fight me?"

"Half a life is enough. Zhu Haiqiang swallowed a mouthful of blood, he raised the flag again, waved, danced to his heart's content, the air flow on the ground gathered again, surging, rotating and moving from bottom to top, the air flow not only brought a whirlwind, but also sand, gravel, wood chips, the aura was dyed into an earthy yellow sandstorm, in addition to Zhu Hai's body, other places also climbed such an aura, rising against the storm, a moment later, within a radius of only one mile, twelve aura like a huge mud pillar, rotating, moving, where the aura passed, the rocks under the ground, were constantly forcibly pulled out, and then twisted into the yellow sand by the violent air current。

The aura turned into twelve dust storms, towering between the heavens and the earth, completely covering Zhu Hai in it.

"Hahaha, General Mo, although you can break my aura, but now that there are twelve auras here, can you still find me?" Zhu Hai's voice came from the yellow sand in the sky, as if it was far away, and it seemed to be close to his ears. Zhu Hai's banner was able to lead the direction of movement, including the direction of air flow and sound, and he let the sound enter Wu Jian's ears from all directions, further confusing his perceptual nerves. In the battle, judging the enemy's position mainly depends on vision, sound, and the airflow of people's breathing and Wu Yao running in his body, but now these four points are all in Zhu Hai's grasp, the yellow sand obstructs the vision, and the banner can change the direction of the sound and air flow at will, and even disturbs Wu Jian's perception of Wu Yao.

Wu Jian stood in place, the thousand rainbows in front of him were shining, like a lighthouse in a huge wave in the wind and sand, sometimes dark and sometimes bright, sometimes hidden and sometimes appearing. Zhu Hai hid in the twelve sandstorms around him, sometimes a sound came from the east, and the next second, the sound sounded from the west, although Wu Jian could attack the sandstorm, but he could not determine the exact location of the enemy, and the position of the storm was constantly changing and alternating.

If you can't hit the attack, it's better not to attack, because an aimless attack will only waste Wu Yao, and this is exactly what Zhu Hai is aiming for. Zhu Hai was seriously injured, but he still maintained an astonishing sense of sanity and patience far beyond ordinary people, and he hid in the storm, waiting for the right moment.

Wu Jian is a tiger lying on the ground, and Zhu Hai is a falcon hovering above, neither side can help each other, just waiting for who will show their flaws first.