The mountain and river monument crashed into the stone mountain, and the large stones exploded, flying in all directions, and the Shang army and the Xia and Han coalition troops in the distance were shot by the flowing stones, and the stumps and broken arms were splashed everywhere.

Shang Yiheng frowned and looked back at his own military formation, but he was shocked by the power of the mountain and river stele, he originally thought that this was just a middle to high level of the imperial realm.

"Come again!" Seeing the mountain and river monument crashing into the stone mountain, Shangguan Xiaoyao simply threw the metamorphosis monument as well, and a stone mountain appeared in front of the metamorphosis monument again.

This time, the stone mountain did not explode again, and the inscription written in a large pen flashed on it, and then it disintegrated and shattered into a piece of ash.

Shangguan Xiaoyao saw that the two monuments could not have a substantial impact on Shang Yiheng, so he took out the enchanted picture scroll and carried it with all his might, and the gray air flow blew towards Shang Yiheng like a gale.

"Non-attack!" Shang Yiheng opened his five fingers with one hand, and caged towards the frenzied airflow that rushed in, and the airflow ** controlled the rewinding.

The airflow of the fascinated scroll in Shangguan Xiaoyao's hand continued to erupt and try to devour Shang Yiheng, and Shang Yiheng manipulated the non-attacking emperor domain to constantly roll the airflow backwards and attack Shangguan Xiaoyao.

For a moment, the scene seemed to be deadlocked.

However, Shangguan Xiaoyao's heart became more and more urgent, this Shang Yiheng seemed to be pressed and beaten by him, but Shangguan Xiaoyao had already used seven or eight of his methods, and Shang Yiheng had not moved since he appeared, and even the hand pressed on the hilt of the sword did not move a little.

"Collect!" Shangguan Xiaoyao's infatuated picture scroll in his hand was unsustainable, so he simply gave up the stalemate, put away the fascination picture scroll and retreated wildly at the same time, which was worthy of escaping the gray gas controlled by **.

"Is this the only skill this genius has, I haven't even drawn my sword. Shang Yiheng once again returned to the posture of standing with his hands in his hands, and looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao proudly, his fingers constantly tapping the hilt of the sword.

"Heaven and Earth Wandering Soul, listen to my orders!" Shangguan Xiaoyao shouted loudly, once again strengthening the soul main battle body, and with a twist in his hand, a soul bow was already in his hand.

The soul main battle body recalled the double monument of the mountains and rivers of the transformation, and the front of the monument was hard to Shang Yiheng, and Shangguan retreated and flew out of the soul main battle body, pulling the half moon, and the feather arrows formed by the remnants were already on the string.

"Emperor Hugo, even if I am dead today, you don't want to step into my Han land!" Shangguan Xiaoyao urged the Youyun Body Method, shuttling through the sky, pulling his bow and shooting arrows everywhere he went. With his outstanding physical skills, in just a few moments, there was a black curtain of arrows that wanted to envelop Emperor Hugo!

Shangguan let out a breath and dispersed the soul bow, stopping the cloud body method and looking at Emperor Hugo who was wrapped in a curtain of arrows.

"Do you think I really can't stop this kind of soul attack?" In the sky, there was the voice of Emperor Hugo who was in the curtain of ten thousand arrows, an invisible ripple spread in the air, the soul main battle body was knocked away and scattered, the twin monuments flew into the air, the soul ten thousand arrows flew in all directions, and the soldiers on the ground were killed and injured countless times again.

"Heaven and Earth Wandering Soul!" Shangguan Xiaoyao used his nerves for the third time, and the Yuan Force in his body was exhausted. "Open the door, close the door!"

Shang Yi Hengxiao looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao, whose momentum had increased sharply, with interest, he was still in a sluggish Imperial Realm just now, but now he has climbed to the momentum of the Imperial Realm.

"Are you really going to fight for my life?" Shang Yiheng narrowed his eyes and asked Shangguan Yao. "I'm a person who cherishes talents, how about coming to my big business, I promise that Shang is fearless and will never touch you in the slightest. ”

Shangguan Xiaoyao didn't answer, and silently pulled out a sword flower and shot at Shang Yiheng.

“... In this way, then let's fight!" Shang Yiheng saw that the flower woven by this sword qi flew lightly in front of him, and he was terrified that there was no one in this world who had this kind of skill again, and he couldn't bear to smash it, so he unsheathed his sword and held it on the blade. How do you know that this sword flower will die on its own when it encounters a sword, leaving only a trace of sword qi and a chirping sound.

Shang Yiheng clasped the sword in his hand with both hands, and stared at Shangguan leisurely.

Suddenly, Shangguan's free-spirited soul main battle body turned to the merchant army's large array, and looked at a certain place in the formation from all nine sides, and his eighteen arms were stretched out and his palms were stretched out, coiled at his side like a peacock.

Shang Yiheng watched Shangguan Yao's movements silently, and the swords in both hands were gradually raised.

"Heaven and earth are ashamed!" Suddenly, Shangguan Xiaoyao shouted in his mouth, and an illusory barrier appeared in front of the soul main battle body.

A black stream flashed in the middle of the barrier, and the air wave blew Shang Yiheng's trouser legs hunting. Shang Yiheng put away his sword and waved his hand to stop the waves, and only then did he see the situation in front of him clearly.

I saw that the soul main battle body was in the sun, sitting in the air with his hands spread out like ****, and a tailless short arrow on the illusory barrier in front of him was slowly dissipating.

Shangguan Xiaoyao, who was in the soul main battle body, looked as usual, standing proudly in the sky.

But Shangguan Xiaoyao's palms had already oozed a layer of cold sweat, if the heavens and the earth were ashamed to start a little later, I am afraid that he would have turned into powder at this time, and he was secretly glad that he was keenly aware of the fluctuations and flow of Yuan Li.

"This is impossible!" A figure flew out of the merchant army's formation, holding a large knife in his hand and slashing at the soul main battle body that was still in the midst of heaven and earth.

Without exception, the knife was shaken out, and after rolling in the air a few times, it condensed and stopped.

"It's... You are not an Emperor Realm, you are an Emperor Realm, no, the Holy Realm! Only the Holy Realm can stop my full strength!" The galloping figure finally came into Shangguan Xiaoyao's eyes at this time.

Shangguan Xiaoyao couldn't help but sneer at the helplessness of this dignified Saint Realm master's speech, and in just a few words in this Saint Realm's mouth, Shangguan Xiaoyao rose to two realms in a row and directly reached the peak.

At first glance, this crane-haired old man was dressed in a uniform that was not much different from that of an ordinary soldier. But if you look closely, Shangguan Xiaoyao can clearly perceive that this person's status is different, with cloud boots on his feet, a brocade robe peeking out from under the armor on his body, and a ribbon with the symbol of the Netherworld Holy Land on his head.

"Who are you? Shangguan asked this "master" who could make the Holy Realm fully defend.

Hearing that Shangguan Xiaoyao asked him who he was, the old man with the crane hair couldn't hide his arrogance returned to his face, raised his chin and replied, "I'm the elder of the Martial Arts Hall of the Netherworld Holy Land!"

Shangguan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, he knew a little about the martial arts hall of the Netherworld Holy Land, that is, the legendary nursing home that relied on the accumulation of drugs or was unable to go further for life, and the so-called elders in it were to give lessons to the disciples of the Wang Realm and the Emperor Realm in the hall every day, and they were in charge of some trivial affairs.

Because he is only responsible for the rigid teaching and daily management of the exercises all the year round, the decline in strength is very serious, and some of them can maintain the average combat power of their own realm when they first enter the martial arts hall, but in a few months, they will have to struggle even to fight in the lower realm.

"Then it looks like you're going to be very strong. Shangguan asked with a smile in his words.

"Hmph, I've taught more than a dozen ace geniuses who are expected to break through the Emperor Realm in the Lecture Martial Arts Hall. Elder Wutang's expression became more and more arrogant, and his chin was about to rise to the sky.

"Then may I ask this elder who has taught more than a dozen geniuses, do you have a great name?" Shangguan Yao's sarcasm became more and more obvious, but the elder still had no sense of it.

"Wu Ming!" the elder shouted his name with his chin towards Shangguan Yaoyao, and his tone was full of arrogance.

"What?" When he heard the word Wu Ming, it was not only Shangguan who was confused, but also Shang Yiheng, the head of the Shang State, who was puzzled.

"My name is Wu Ming!"

"What's your name?!"

"Don't respect the surname Wu, the name Sun and Moon Ming!" Elder Wu Ming felt that his face was lost, but he still answered his name with his head to the sky.

"Then this Elder Wu Ming of the Martial Arts Hall, respected as a master of the Holy Realm, why did he sneak attack me. Shangguan Yao asked mockingly.

"Sneak attack? Can things on the battlefield be called sneak attacks? This is called a stratagem! Stratagem!" Wu Ming finally heard the mockery in Shangguan Xiaoyao's mouth, lowered his chin from the sky, and spat at Shangguan Xiaoyao with a red neck. "What do you know, you won't be beaten by me and waiting!"

However, in fact, although the life-and-death battle between Shangguan Xiaoyao and Shang Yiheng seems to be that Shang Yiheng has not even come out with a sword, it is at least a tie in the eyes of outsiders.

"Hanging and fighting, hahaha, you are not afraid of flashing your tongue, I have a draw between Emperor Realm and Emperor Hugo here, which eye do you see hanging and fighting. Shangguan's words fell, and the laughter gradually increased, constantly echoing on the plain.

"Angry old man, if you have the ability to draw with Emperor Hugo, then it will definitely be no problem for me to parry, eat the old man's palm!" Elder Wu Ming was annoyed and angry, and shouted and used Yuan Li to expel a palm.

"The old thief is quite capable. Shangguan teleported this blow, turned around and ran. "It seems that our troops have been successfully withdrawn, goodbye everyone. ”

Wu Ming saw that he was being played by Shangguan again, and his face was already bruised.

"The thief dares to go, what is the place of the Holy Land of the Hidden Clouds!" Wu Ming raised a large flag, which was still fluttering in the wind when it first appeared, and after a while, the wind direction began to flip.

Shangguan Xiaoyao felt that his speed began to drop wildly, and after a while, it was already difficult to move an inch. Turning his head to look back, he caught a glimpse of the banner that was constantly shaking in the wind.

"What kind of flag is this, there are ghosts!" Shangguan Yao was suspicious, and swung his sword to slash out a few ordinary sword qi towards the flag. However, half of these sword qi died in the middle of the process, and half of them were turned around by Shang Yiheng and shot back at Shangguan Yao.

"Hahaha thief, even if you have the strength of the Holy Realm at a young age, you still don't have enough skills!" Wu Ming held the banner in his hand, and he wanted to laugh at Shangguan Xiaoyao with the wind in his mouth.

Shang Yiheng's heart became more and more bottomless, although this old man had already figured out that there was a slight problem with his sanity when he set off, he never expected that this person's sanity had been chaotic to such an extent.

The consumption of Yuan Force by the Qi Luck Domain exerted by this old man made Shang Yiheng secretly frightened, just to play this Emperor Realm kid to support it for such a long time, in case this Xia Chonglou invited the Jiuyang Emperor to come out, then I am afraid that it would be necessary to use another strong man to support the war between the two countries.

When the scene was at a stalemate, Shang Yiheng realized how the sun was getting brighter and brighter, and it was becoming more and more huge.

And Elder Wu Ming's hand trembled, the flag was almost planted in the air, and he shouted hysterically: "Jiuyang Emperor! This is the saint-level vision of Jiuyang Emperor!"

When he was shouting, the sun in the sky was divided into nine, and nine rounds of red sun light shot towards Wu Ming.

And Wu Ming couldn't stop laughing in the scorching sun, and shouted in his mouth: "Just you, a guy who has just arrived in the Holy Realm, can you compare with me, an old brand?"