"Li Qinghou, this is Benhou's strongest sword, take it."

Bai Yifei shouted, his bloody clothes flew one after another, his evil face was cold, his blood-colored cold ice was shrouded, the ice vines were spreading, and the whole person was like a god and a demon, and the two swords in his hands burst into a strong sword.

He snorted and spat out a murderous machine: "Bingjiao Blood Refining." ”

Roar –

The red sword and the white sword collided, and the middle of the blade was crisscrossed, and the two swords were strangely and perfectly put together, becoming a divine weapon.

Bai Yifei grinned, his lips were scarlet, his teeth were dark white, his temperament was evil and wild, his hands were tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, the two different sword forces were one, the power exploded twice, and the snow-white sword was intertwined, and a dragon several zhang in size was conjured.

The attributes of the Gangqi Jiaolong are cold, the scale armor, the blood red and white of the two claws are staggered, the body is winding and slender, twisting and flying across the sky, opening its mouth to bite, and killing Li Qinghou's position.

"Bai Yifei, what I'm waiting for is your blow."

Li Qinghou's eyes lit up suddenly, the fire spirit hairpin appeared in its original form, and it was included in the sleeves, and then the golden qi fluctuated in his hands, Pei Yuangong ran rapidly, and the qi of the dantian was continuously extracted, and he shouted fiercely.

"Double-Dragon Emperor in another dimension."

Buzz, buzz.

The claws of the two hands poked out, and a thunder arc flashed between the palms of the hands, and the surrounding space was distorted, and the intangible and substantial dimensional power was added, and the arc quickly condensed, and continued to grow larger, reaching the size of a basketball, and it was a blink of an eye, and the volume of the energy light ball on the left and right hands was comparable to the volume of two basketballs.

"Kill—"

Boom, boom!

Two golden arc qi light balls were thrown, facing the blood frost gang qi ice Jiao that was leaping dozens of meters away. The strength of the two people's outburst of tricks exploded all the way to the sky, making the space twist slightly, and the wind burst.

At the same time, the battle in the courtyard has reached the moment of decisive victory.

Wei Zhuang held a shark tooth, there was a shallow blood mark on his left cheek, a sword wound on his left shoulder penetrated deep into the bones, and blood flowed, he suddenly broke out a trick regardless of the injury, the light of the long sword in his hand flashed, and the bright sword stabbed out, eight changes flashed, each change of skill was exquisite and unparalleled, and it was fleeting.

The powerful Gang Qi rushed into the sky, Wei Zhuang's momentum climbed to the top of the peak, the Gang Qi rotated rapidly, and the dragon roared faintly, and the strongest killing move across the eight directions was displayed, and the Gang Qi condensed a black dragon, and the mighty black dragon of several zhang size took off and entrenched in the air, the power of the beast king was amazing, the dragon raised its head and roared, and swooped down to kill.

Bang!

The face of the black and white Xuanjian who had been indifferent sank slightly, his feet stomped on the ground, the stone slab exploded, and the qi of the dantian was poured out, and the black and white swords rushed into the sky, intertwined, and blended, condensing a sword light of several zhang size.

The sword light stood suspended in the air, the volume was several zhang in size, half black, half white, Chongxiao sword intent, killing intent was pervasive, and small sword qi escaped, tearing apart the trees, walls, and stone slabs in the courtyard inch by inch.

Whoosh –

The black and white huge sword swords crossed the sky, and the tip of the sword swooped down, killing the black dragon that carried the power of heaven and earth with lightning speed.

Bang!

Bang!

Almost at the same moment, two golden dimensional light balls with a diameter of one meter collided with a fierce ice Jiao of blood frost qi several zhang long; A black dragon with a bright and heavy sword in its belly tore through the sky, and it was facing the indestructible and shocking sword that was half black and half white.

Boom, boom, boom......

The first explosion sounded, the second, the third,...... The chain reaction-like banging continued, and the storm of gangqi and heavy dust enveloped Li Qinghou and the four of them in the blink of an eye

——

Thousands of meters away, Zinu and Han Fei successfully responded to Lang Yu and Zhang Liang, and the four of them heard the explosion, looked up, and suddenly saw the sky in the direction of Langya Pavilion, golden, blood-colored, white, black, and dark purple as the night Gang Qi exploded, and the two explosion cores were dazzling and dazzling, and the powerful power shook the heavens and the earth.

The loud explosion ended, the aftermath was raging, and Han Fei and the others stood thousands of meters away, still feeling the strong wind, their sleeves and long hair flying.

In their eyes, the three-storey building Langya Pavilion collapsed violently, occupying a radius of hundreds of meters, and the Langya Pavilion built by the Korean court architect instantly turned into a ruin.

"Brother Qinghou."

"Brother Wei Zhuang."

Han Fei's faces changed, and they accelerated their march, and they followed one by one of the Hundred Bird Killers who had just surrendered, with their unattractive hidden bats as their temporary leaders, holding a royal order.

It was this royal decree in his hand that Han Fei and the others were able to successfully pass through the encirclement of the forbidden army, even if the white armor army was unwilling to retreat, it was impossible to directly besiege Han Fei and them.

After the aftermath, Langya Pavilion was in ruins, with wooden planks and bricks, ruins and broken walls, no one in sight, and no breath.

Quiet for a second, two seconds......

About six or seven seconds

Bang bang, bang bang

The wooden beams were pushed open, and the first figure appeared, followed by the second, third, and fourth.

"Poof, poof—"

Li Qinghou and Bai Yifei were about twenty meters apart, their faces were pale, their clothes were torn, their qi and blood were surging, and they spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies were shaky.

On the other side of Wei Zhuang, the black and white Xuan Jian is also unstable, covered with smoke and dust, and his limbs are painted in many places, and the sword wound on Wei Zhuang's shoulder is more serious because of the forcible urging across the eight directions, and the big bone of Xuan Qian's left leg on the opposite side is visible to the naked eye.

In this battle, whether it is Li Qinghou and Bai Yifei, or Wei Zhuang and Heibai Xuanjian, the ending is both defeated, there is no one in ten, and their vitality is greatly damaged.

"Haha, haha......"

Bai Yifei is not an evil charm, his bloody clothes are torn, and his sword-holding hand is unstable, and he said loudly: "Li Qinghou and Wei Zhuang, you are all very strong, but unfortunately, you still have to lose." ”

"Where is the White Armor?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

In the Langya Pavilion block, the innermost layer of encirclement is Bai Yifei's Baijia Army, with a full 300 people, and the remaining 200 people are ordered to encircle on the periphery.

500 people is half the number of the White Armor Army, which shows that Bai Yifei attached great importance to this operation.

Each of these warriors was dressed in white armor, armed with white spears, white helmets, and white masks.

The number of the White Armor Army has always maintained 1,000 people, but just this 1,000 White Armor Army consumed sixty or seventy percent of Bai Yifei's assets, armor, weapons, military salaries, training medicinal materials, and the replacement of new soldiers and veterans...... All kinds of problems require a lot of resources and money.

But, it's all worth it.

The white armor army is each twenty or thirty, facing an ordinary army, and its combat effectiveness is comparable to that of an army of thirty or forty thousand.

Bai Yifei is a big help in controlling the power of 100,000 troops in South Korea and has never been defeated, it is this thousand white armor army.

Three hundred white-armored soldiers surrounded them, and the spears in their hands could be thrown out at any time, piercing Li Qinghou and Wei Zhuang.

Li Qinghou and Wei Zhuang glanced at each other, raised the long sword in their hands, tried to break through first, if they couldn't do it, then they had to pull the opponent before they died......

"Bold and white, do you want to rebel?"

At this critical moment, a reprimand sounded, led by Han Fei, and the group stepped into the entrance step by step.