The night spread like a tide, drowning all the charging soldiers, and the slightest sound of blades breaking through the air sounded, and all the soldiers were harvested like straw.

The furious charge contrasted sharply with the dead silence of the Black Tide, and the two collided together, without a single wave, only a silent death.

The roaring soldiers, throwing halberds, drawing short knives, attacked and killed in the dark, but they did not insist on instant silence. However, endless soldiers are coming, and even if there is a hellish abyss in front of them, they will definitely be able to fill it!

The majestic master who covered the sky and the sun, stepped on the void, rushed over without fear of death, and took the initiative to devote himself to it before he was overwhelmed by the darkness. Even if it's the sharpest sword in the world, can it be killed?

One sword and a million divisions, stepping on everything in the world!

When the darkness swept through the sky of the entire royal city, the speed of spread began to weaken, but the soldiers who rushed to kill did not retreat, one after another, even with corpses, they would break through this darkness.

Wang Shi and Gu Fengchen's figures were all submerged in it, and no matter how powerful the pupil technique was, they couldn't find them. They will only appear when the dust settles on the battle. And no one could have predicted the outcome until the battle was really over. The slightest deviation will change the final result, and no one can predict it.

The battlefield swept over, obscuring everything!

The light of the large array that enveloped the royal city quickly faded, as if the apples near the furnace had shrunk in a short period of time. The last power of the Great Array was about to be exhausted, and this quasi-immortal array, before it could exert its due power, was so easily annihilated in the dust, becoming a martyr of a battle.

In the middle of the sky, attacks began to fall, easily piercing the earth, causing great damage. Almost all of them paused, looking up at the amazing battlefield.

The battle between ants, no matter how fierce it is, if a meteorite comes, it cannot be reversed at all. The battle in the sky is the foundation that determines everything.

If they are alone, even if they are defeated, then the efforts of Guan Pingchao and others will come to naught. If the lonely dust does not die, the Chengtian Dynasty will still exist! Only when the lonely dust dies in battle, the efforts of everyone will be meaningful.

No one would have thought that this sword, which had been sealed in the dust for so many years, would still be so sharp! Wang Shi's performance was indeed as strong as ever, but his foundation was too weak after all, and he was still so far behind the lonely dust that had been accumulated for more than a hundred years. Judging from the huge virtual battlefield, he is already at a disadvantage.

There was only one messenger left by his side, and the rest of them all went on their mission. Guan Pingchao frowned, looked up at the sky, and said nothing, as if he wanted to look out of a hole in the sky.

"My lord, be careful!" the attendant exclaimed, drew his sword and jumped up, across the eyes of Guan Pingchao, and fought with the comer. "My lord, let's go!" The attendant felt invincible, so he could only drag the other party, even if he died in battle, he couldn't let the adult have the slightest mistake.

Guan Pingchao's clenched fists almost dripped, the focus of his pupils did not move for half a minute, and he didn't hear anything about what was happening around him at all.

So far, the powerful combat power shown by Gu Fengchen is enough to reverse the entire situation, if he does not die, return to the elite army that has been hidden, no matter how strong Xuanyuan Ang's wrist is, no matter how much preparation he has before. It will not be able to suppress the 600,000-strong army, and when the time comes, not only will all efforts become ashes, but even the forces that have developed over the years will be severely damaged.

At this time, Guan Pingchao finally understood why Xuanyuan Ang had been focusing half of his energy on Wang Shi, and only a person with strong combat power like him could really influence the situation of the battle. Now it seems that it is really the most correct decision to find Nan Huaile first.

The king does not die, the dynasty does not die!

"We must win, we must win! Those who have the posture of genius are like a carp crossing the river, and they are beyond the ordinary, but how many can stand at the top of this world? Lonely Fengchen is certainly powerful, but the era that belongs to him has passed, and those who are as strong as Li Yixian will pass away, not to mention the king? Wang Shi is the master of this new era, and he will definitely win!"

Nearly all of them were looking up, tormented by the long wait.

The pitch-black tide finally stopped spreading, but it had already covered the entire royal city, and it was impossible to see it at all, and the royal city was completely plunged into darkness. Faintly, you can hear the sound of soldiers fighting in the darkness, as if there are thousands of troops fighting in it.

The torment stretched out for a long time, and in fact, it was only a few breaths that had just passed.

The darkness began to shatter like mist, and countless armors also floated in mid-air, forming a tragic battlefield.

Millions of divisions, there is not a single person left at this time!

The corpses spread out into the sky, and gradually dissipated in the anger and unwillingness on their faces.

When the darkness in the center dissipated, a figure emerged.

The long hair was scattered, the blood was dripping down the demon knife, there was no smile on the corner of Wang Shi's mouth, and his eyes were full of chilling coldness. And yet he was still standing, and he never fell!

Suddenly, a war horse neighed in the sky!

Lonely Dust rises from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain and rushes to kill!

Wang Shi moved in an instant, and the demon knife in his hand flew by, and three hundred knives were cut out in an instant!

The war horse stood in the sky, and the sea of corpses and blood under his feet began to dissipate.

The storm in the sky had already torn into countless parts, and a faint moonlight hung down and reflected on the face of the lonely dust.

The sword was stained with blood, and the white clothes had become bloody, just as they had been when they were young in battle.

Looking back, he watched the corpses everywhere gradually dissipate, mixed with the strong bloody wind blowing, and the snow on his head began to lose its luster, and then turned gray, and then became dry grass, no longer flying.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that they are all paying tribute to this battlefield, silently. It was as if it were really a big battle, and each side invested countless troops, and in the end only two warring soldiers remained.

The fighting in the dynasty has almost stopped, and everyone and everything is waiting for the moment when the results will be revealed.

One body fought 30,000 miles, and one sword was once a million divisions.

When he was young, he began to fight on the battlefield, and in the first half of his life, he looked back, and there were not many soldiers left, how many years ago were the old soldiers who followed him, and how many people are left now?

Can any soldiers charge with him?

Looking back, Gu Fengchen had too many feelings in his heart, gathered in his heart, but he couldn't say a word, only staring at these corpses gradually dissipating, these were all soldiers he had led.

The moonlight on the sky fell on the lonely body, making it extremely lonely, as if there was only one person left in the world.

How many heroic things in ancient and modern times, and buried in the dust with the moonlight.

Wang Shi just looked at it from afar, and the blood on the tip of the knife gradually coagulated.

The crowd below, waiting has been condensed into a line, the stopped heartbeat and breathing, it is very likely that the next moment will kill everyone, but there is still no one to make a sound.

"What is the result?"

"Is the king victorious, or is the king victorious?"

"The king swept the world with millions of divisions and leveled the common people, how could Wang Shi block such a powerful attack with just one sword?"

"One sword is a million masters, and the king's sword path, even compared to the sword immortal master, may not be inferior in the slightest. If the king hadn't spent decades in the court, who would be the enemy in the Eastern Immortal Domain now?"

"If the king wins this victory, he will definitely be able to pacify the princes and go west out of the world!

"It's another king's hegemony!"

The old man looked at the king with tears, thinking that the Chengtian Dynasty could sweep Liuhe under the leadership of the king in the future, and finally swallowed his last breath and smiled at Jiuquan.

The people who were still remnants of the Chengtian Dynasty couldn't help but ignite the flame of hope in their hearts.

Tiger Eagle Armor was silent as usual, but they had always been fearless of death, and there was a little fear. The instinctive fear of the strong is far from being controlled by a strong will.

The attendants and the attacker around him had already fallen in a pool of blood, and at the last moment, the attacker threw out the knife in his hand and slashed Guan Pingchao's back, and the blood instantly soaked his back. However, Guan Pingchao didn't notice it at all, just looked at the sky, waiting for the result that would decide everything.

Wang Shi's body trembled suddenly, and then he staggered back a dozen steps, suddenly spitting out blood, and countless wounds broke out on his body, which was about to destroy this body in an instant.

The spiritual power and blood qi catalyzed by the needle cutting technique were all attacked, and it was repaired as quickly as possible, but it still couldn't stop the speed of the wound cracking.

The attack of the million divisions is all on display at this time!

Wang Shi drank low, trying to stay on the verge of collapse, whether he could survive or not could only depend on his luck.

The results seem to have come out, and they couldn't be more obvious. The sound of relief resounded through the dynasty, but a mixture of joy and fear spread at the same time.

Guan Pingchao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and it was not until he leaned against the city wall that he could stand.

At this time, Tiger Eagle Armor finally arrived, supported Guan Pingchao, and begged: "My lord, please evacuate first!"

Guan Pingchao didn't seem to hear it at all, still staring at the sky, looking at the crumbling Wang Shi, and the trace of obsession in his heart still never gave up.

Wang Shi has not really died, and there is still a possibility of changing the ending!

"The great cause must not be wasted!"

At this time, even if someone from the Qi Sea Realm attacked and killed, it would immediately destroy the balance that Wang Shi had worked so hard to build, and immediately put him to death. However, Gu Fengchen didn't seem to pay attention to Wang Shi at all, he just looked at the vanishing battlefield.

Everything has become a cloud of smoke.

Lonely Fengchen suddenly grew old, and said: "Lonely old man!"

With a grieving roar, the sword lost its sharpness and became scrap metal, falling from the sky, a long hair broke like withered winter grass and drifted into the air, and the bloody clothes also broke a long scar and became fragmented with the wind.

Lone dust fell from the sky.

He, defeated.