"You ......" Tu Su's face turned pale, and the anger in his whole stomach was rolling, but he couldn't express it anyway, he looked at Liu Chonghu and Shi Qingzhuo's two equally cold faces, and suddenly, he laughed out loud.

"Good, good, good!" Tu Sulian said three good words, the trembling of his body suddenly calmed down, and the whole person fell into a state of anger and laughter.

He just looked at the two of them with a mysterious gaze, and then the anger on his face actually dissipated, as if in an instant, Tu Su, who was controlled by emotions, returned to the previous wise and decisive Dean Tu.

He sneered, took a deep breath, and said to Liu Chonghu: "This is a very good statement. ”

Then, Tu Su actually turned around and walked into the crowd, standing still under the surprised gaze of the disciples of the Northern Sect.

In this way, Liu Chonghu was shocked, and he couldn't help but look at the girl.

Shi Qingzhuo frowned and glanced at the division commander who closed his eyes and began to breathe power, first puzzled, and then said with some emotion: "Since the master has agreed, then you can preside over it well, this battle is a matter of life and death for the sect, and you must go all out." ”

After speaking, Shi Qingzhuo stopped looking at them and cast his gaze forward.

She couldn't help but sigh that Tu Su's state of mind was really extraordinary.

Putting her thoughts aside, her gaze first fell on the jade beast statue that was firmly anchored to the floor in front of her.

The stone statue was only half a meter high, the whole body was turquoise and crystalline, exuding a faint fluorescence, Shi Qingzhuo knew that this was an extremely powerful defensive magic weapon of the Northern Sect, and it was also a barrier to protect their disciples.

However, even if she knew that this magic weapon was enough to block many attacks at the level of the Four Realms without breaking it, she still couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

What she is good at is useless at this time, and in this battlefield, victory or defeat is only based on the battle of cultivation.

The giants in front of her, whether it was the elders on her own side or the group of people who were stepping on the river and breaking through the fog on the opposite side, were not something she could resist.

At this time, Liu Chonghu, who was next to her, suddenly spoke: "There are really things that are not afraid of death." ”

"Huh?" Shi Qingzhuo looked at him suspiciously.

Liu Chonghu sneered and pointed to the bank of the river, so Shi Qingzhuo saw through the fading fog many people who appeared quietly on the shore on both sides.

On both the east and west banks, there were some cultivators with very low cultivation, who were cautiously hiding outside the two armies, most of them standing at the water's edge, and some of them were a little farther away but standing high enough.

Those people are all loose cultivators.

Shi Qingzhuo was slightly stunned, and then understood: "These casual cultivators are really not afraid of death." ”

Shi Qingzhuo himself still didn't feel much security despite being protected by such a treasure, let alone those scattered cultivators, although they seemed to be far away, but once the fight started, who would dare to guarantee that everyone in Jiangxin would not move their positions?

What's more, it is by no means difficult for the power of the four realms to be transmitted to the shore, and even if it is the aftermath at that time, it will still not be something that these people's cultivation can bear.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead, just relying on the cultivation of these wastes, do you still expect to be safe and sound in the aftermath?" Liu Chonghu sneered.

The fighting on the frontline battlefield for more than a year has not changed Liu Chonghu a lot, and the original temperament has also been transformed into murderous energy.

Shi Qingzhuo frowned slightly, not because of Liu Chonghu's attitude and words, but because of his state, she could see that Liu Chonghu's heart had begun to be unstable recently, but she had also heard of it, since he came back from the northwest, Liu Chonghu had been low-key for a long time, almost making people feel that he had lost his fighting spirit.

However, just over a year ago, just after the news that Yuan Lai was seriously injured by Chen Taihua reached the capital, Liu Chonghu suddenly asked for his life to set foot on the battlefield, and after such a long time of killing, he finally sat firmly in the position of the leader of the younger generation of the sect again.

However, he still has troubles, Yuan Lai, who beat Liu Chonghu in the northwest, has disappeared, and he naturally regards the remaining Chen Zou Zongheng as an opponent.

However, what made Liu Chonghu very frustrated was that no matter how hard he tried, he was always pressed by Chen Zou.

That's not really the decisive reason why his mood is so bad.

Shi Qingzhuo knew in his heart that just some time ago, before the imperial army retreated to the east bank, Liu Chonghu finally found an opportunity to fight with Chen Zou once, and the result was of course a loss.

It's not terrible to lose, Liu Chonghu is not a person who can't afford setbacks, the most unacceptable thing for him is that Chen Zou said regretfully when he left: "You are far worse than Chen Shushu." ”

......

......

Wu Wei trudged cautiously and excitedly through the grass, trying to get closer to the shore.

In fact, he can find a place to stand higher in the back, and if he stands higher and sees farther from the perspective of viewing, the view is better.

But he still chose to move forward to the shore, just because it was closer.

Of course, the nearest place is not standing on the shore.

Wu Wei once thought about whether to find a boat and go to the river, but his reason quickly dispelled this idea of death.

He could even think that if he really did this, it was likely that the big men on both sides would kill him as a bystander before they could fight each other.

So he still chose to be on the shore, he felt that the view here was also very good, he could see clearly, and the chances of survival were better.

What pleased him the most was the lightening mist, the fog was so thick that he couldn't see anything clearly, but now it was much better.

Wu Wei sat down steadily on the ground on the shore and stuck his sword on the ground, the soil by the river was soft, and the scabbard was nearly halfway into the dirt at once.

Wu Wei sat down, he felt that he was not alone, although he was the only one in this area, but he knew that there were trash fish like him on both sides of the strait who had already stood in their positions, and he would rather risk death than miss the opportunity to watch the battle.

Then Wu Wei remembered a cultivator he had met when he came over just now.

He was a very beautiful cultivator, with unusually short hair, a face that was extremely white and beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, but there was an aura of unapproachable people in his expression.

It's just that Wu Wei doesn't think he's a girl no matter how he looks at it, not only because of his obvious Adam's apple, but also because of Wu Wei's instinctive reaction - according to his own experience, as long as he meets a beautiful girl, his heart will beat faster, and he doesn't dare to speak, this recruitment has never failed, but when he met that person, Wu Wei didn't feel the slightest.

"Perhaps...... He's a man. ”

Wu Wei muttered to himself in his heart, paused, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "But he's so beautiful......"

What Wu Wei didn't know was that this very beautiful person arrived early, and then he had been waiting here, and now he finally didn't have to wait, he also came to the Lancang River with Wu Wei and others, quietly waiting to see a good show.

It's just that Wu Wei and others don't have a clear purpose, while Yuanmu has a clear goal.

......

Yuan Lai sat in the small boat, and behind him, Ah Han paddled mechanically in a daze.

This action is not complicated, there is Yuan Lai sitting on the boat, adjusting the direction and speed, so Ah Han does not need much superb skills to drive the boat well.

He wore a worn hat on top of his head, which was used to shield him from the strange color of the sunlight that had broken through the fog.

The thin pulp was soaked in the water, and when it was lifted again, the boat glided forward for some distance.

There was a thick fog all around, but after all, it was much lighter than before, so that although it was still far away, Yuan Lai could already see the big ship.

In his eyes, it wasn't the real thing.

As a group of people on the West Bank walked forward, a curtain of light rose from the western horizon.

The light curtain is not visible to ordinary people at first, and even more so to the weak, this light curtain is extremely wide, like a curtain rising from the horizon to cover the sky and the sun, the light curtain is a dim color, but also the color of light, light and dimness in an instant, and the transformation reveals a destructive force.

The light curtain moved forward with the advance of a group of people on the west bank, constantly eating away at the blue sky, and as it covered more and more area, a condensed and powerful force gradually rose.

The flow of the Lancang River even began to slow down, as if it was crawling under this canopy, not daring to breathe.

The strangely colored sunlight became even more brilliant, as if it was about to bloom colorful flowers on the surface of the river.

In fact, there are already flowers blooming.

When the group on the west bank was about to approach the central battlefield, the nominal sect master of the Northern Sect standing on the boat stretched out his white hair from his black robe, which was a little indecent, like an old turtle poking its head out.

However, his poked head out shook slightly, and his gaze stopped on the river under the big boat.

Everywhere he looked, a splash of water suddenly appeared, very small, like a wave set off by a fish.

He was the first to see the splash.

When the water splashed, a ray of sunlight shone through, and a brilliant turquoise flower was born at that spot.

The petals are stretched out one by one, each one is beautiful and delicate, and the most skilled craftsmen in the world cannot carve such beautiful and natural blue flowers.

The old sect master who poked out his neck sighed softly, and then couldn't help but exclaim slightly.

He marveled not at its beauty, but at the destructive power it contained.

From this, he instantly judged that the person who gave birth to this flower had cultivated at least the middle level of the Four Realms.

It was not the Sect Master of the Southern Sect who took the lead, but the blonde, blue-eyed Yiwei with an evil smile on his face in the crowd.

A similar blue flower was once born on the snow in the northwest, and was seen by a young man, but the one at that time was very small, not as big as this one, not as beautiful as this one, so containing the power of destruction, and the flower at that time only withered in front of the young man in an instant.

And this one is obviously very different.

It floated on the surface of the water and spun, and at this time, everyone's eyes were attracted to it, even Qianza glanced at it, but it was instantly retracted, and instead looked at the emaciated Northern Sect Master.

The old man sighed silently, and then he reached out, stood on the boat, and beckoned to the flower, so that the blooming blue flower flew up, flew lightly onto the huge ship, and landed in the palm of his hand.

Then, an invisible flame rose from the palm of the Northern Sect Master, and the flowers suddenly withered in the scorching fire, and turned into flying ashes after a while.

"Ahem. ”

He coughed, clapped his palms, and shook the embers off.

Then he said, "Let's go." ”

With that, he climbed over the guardrail of the big ship, and floated like a fallen leaf on the river.

The rest of the people glanced at each other and jumped down.

After a while, the two groups of people from the east and west banks finally stood on each other's feet.

The two sect masters of the great sect looked at each other and did not say a word.

It wasn't until a gust of wind blew that the Southern Sect Sect Master said casually, "There's nothing to say, right?"

Their opponent, who was standing on the other side, shook his head.

And so there was a dead silence.

In the dead silence, people on both sides of the strait suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

I saw that in the western sky, the curtain that had been brewing for a long time showed its shape, and the breath of the avenue rotated on the light curtain that covered the sky and the sun, and when it was born and destroyed, the coercion was revealed.

At the moment when this light curtain was raised, endless coercion rose from each of the groups of people from the West Bank.

Those breaths were like pillars of air, rising into the sky.

At the same time, there was a distant tremor on the east coast.

On that huge warship, a huge turquoise light suddenly rose up and enveloped the entire warship, so that the big ship seemed to become a city fortress on the river.

Hundreds of sword sounds rang out suddenly, and they cooperated with each other to amplify each other in a certain mysterious way, so that although there were only a hundred swords, the terrifying momentum of the Ten Thousand Swords Great Array actually rose!

That was the power of the Northern Sect Sword Formation.

And after the sword roared, the people of the East Coast also burst out with a powerful force that was not inferior.

Dozens of Four Realms auras rose in the air, stirring up the entire space in turmoil.

The colors of the sunlight turned into flames of different colors, and finally condensed into countless huge dragon-shaped terrifying creatures, entangled in the air, the heads and tails of these dragons were hidden in the undispersed white mist, and the full view was not visible, and the power of the avenues was intertwined to form a boundless field.

Within the field, dozens of four realms burst out with their most powerful momentum almost at the same time, and the temperaments of the two camps collided in one place, causing a stormy wave.

The waves on the Lancang River roared, and with the battle circle as the center, a huge wave in the shape of a ring spread outward.

The thunderous sound of the waves caused the earth to roar and tremble, and the people standing on both sides of the river cried out in amazement, desperately clinging to everything they could grasp.

The distance was quite bearable, but the cultivators who were sitting on the riverside could not hide their fear.

Wu Wei clenched his sword tightly the moment he felt the tremor of the earthquake, and then he saw a huge wave wall dozens of meters high surging towards him.

Wu Wei gritted his teeth, his eyes were both frightened and excited, and he judged in the shortest time that if he resisted with his physical body, I am afraid that the force of this wave of water alone would be enough to break his muscles and bones!

So he immediately smashed a mud pit on the ground with one punch, and quickly grabbed it himself, and then his body shrunk into a ball, and he used his whole body to cultivate, and suddenly, a thick layer of Yuan Qi barrier appeared on his back, which was the highest level of defensive spell he could do, and at this time, he stacked six layers for himself in one breath, and then stopped.