The sky was covered with dark clouds and began to drizzle, and the rain soaked the armor of the soldiers on both sides of the plain battlefield. And in the sky of the plains, countless cultivators used their true qi to separate the rain, and when the dark clouds were completely dense, the blue sky covered the bright sun, and after it flashed and fell, Mo Shan and Xin Idiot also began to fight.

Whether it was the Apocalypse cultivators of the Southern Kingdoms or the Apocalypse cultivators of the Blue Heaven God Sect, they were all far away from the two places where they were fighting.

The rules of heaven and earth were at the same time as the two battles, and countless spatial rifts appeared.

The broken sword in the hand of the faith idiot, the sword body trembling with the blood of the Sword Saint was extremely gloomy, as if it was absorbing the aura in heaven and earth like the cultivation of the Demon Gate.

And the three-foot Qingfeng in Mo Shan's hand was like a dragon, tearing through the red light emitted by the broken sword in the hand of the letter idiot.

The plains were dark, the sky was dark, the clouds were thundering, and both Xin Zhi and Mo Shan used all the power of the Apocalypse to make this place like a night.

A general of the southern countries looked at the battle in the sky, his eyes were full of war intent, and then he shouted, "Rush"

The alliance army of all nations rushed towards the generals of the Blue Sky Divine Sect like a dragon out of the water.

The generals of the Blue Sky Divine Sect looked coldly at the allied forces of the various countries that rushed over, and with a wave of their hands, the cavalry of the Blue Sky Divine Sect also rushed away.

The battlefield was a tragic battle, countless soldiers and generals died, and the battlefield was originally a place where human life was cheaper than grass.

The battle between the two armies on the plain did not affect the battle above the sky in the slightest.

The cultivators on both sides didn't move, just stared at the two in the center of the battle.

A hundred years ago, the world was in turmoil, and the Han Dynasty in the south destroyed the country, and then sixteen heroes established the Sixteen Kingdoms. The Qingtian Divine Sect ignored it and concentrated on penetrating the Central Plains, and when it reacted, the Sixteen Kingdoms already had the strength to threaten the Qingtian Divine Sect.

Then a cultivator nicknamed Sword Idiot in the Sixteen Kingdoms led the Sixteen Kingdoms to challenge the Blue Sky Divine Sect and then approached the Sakura Mountain Range, and then the Blue Sky Divine Sect sent cultivators and cavalry to block the footwork of the coalition forces. At that time, all the Qingtian Haoyang cavalry had been sent to the Central Plains to compete with Buddhism and the Holy Sect for the Central Plains, so the cavalry in the Qingtian Divine Sect at that time was simply a new recruit.

The two armies fought as they did today, and fought fiercely on this plain.

Then Mo Shan, who already had the title of sword idiot, made a move, and at that time, no one could stop those cultivators of the Qingtian God Sect, and at that time, he was just an ordinary believer, standing on the cherry blossom mountain range and looking down on Mo Shan.

When Mo Shan had already arrived at the Sakura Mountain Range, the letter idiot was there with a long sword in his hand, and the two of them used all their cultivation in that battle, and the end of the tie ended.

After that battle, the belief idiot really began to become famous, and then the head of the Qingtian Divine Sect at that time personally asked the belief idiot to give him the title of entry.

The broken sword in the hand of the idiot was the result of that battle, and that battle left an unknown scar on Mo Shan.

The apocalyptic aura of the two people in the sky pierced the sky like a sharp sword, making the sky that was originally full of dark clouds appear bright.

The powerhouses of the Five Realms from all over the world all looked at the top of the plain, and the terrifying aura of the Apocalypse made the cultivators of the world who had not become the Five Realms tremble.

The cloud-like summit of the Sakura Mountain Range is like the one that the Taoist temple is looking at through the clouds and mist, watching the battle in the sky through the clouds.

"A hundred years ago, the Battle of White Horse Lake in the Central Plains is coming to an end," said the viewer.

And in the pit somewhere on the top of the Sakura Mountain Range, a group of people who were either missing arms or legs and feet all looked at the scattered apocalypse breath, and these cultivators in the pit were all strong people in the Five Realms or beyond the Five Realms, and now they were trapped with this is the result of the Master and Lin Zi Mollow.

"The sword is against the sky," Mo Shan raised the sword in his hand and shouted.

I saw that the sword in Mo Shan's hand was slowly condensed into a huge sword light by the aura in heaven and earth, and the law of the Great Dao became a kind of writing that the world did not know, and began to attach to the sword light.

"Haoyang a sword" The letter idiot opened his mouth and was still so cold.

The broken sword in the hand of the idiot is also like the sword in Mo Shan's hand, and the aura of heaven and earth is condensed, and the law of the Great Dao is supported up.

Then the two of them shot at the same time, and two huge sword lights collided together, and suddenly there was a light in the sky, which made it impossible to see clearly, and the soldiers on the ground also stopped fighting in the light.

Slowly, when the sword light faded, and when people's eyes saw it clearly, they all gasped, and the two of them were still standing in the sky, but they were a lot embarrassed.

And the countless soldiers on the ground all died, only those soldiers who did not charge watched in fear, and the most central part of the plain was a crack that was 100 meters long.

Burst...

Mo Shan and Xin Idiot spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

Suddenly, a beam of light from the Sakura Mountain Range shot directly at Mo Shan, and Mo Shan just wanted to fight back, but the damage caused by the blow just now could only support himself in the sky.

Looking at the approaching beam of light, Mo Shan closed his eyes weakly.

"Hmph" Suddenly, a voice came from nowhere, and the sound seemed to be around him, but it seemed to be incomparably far away.

Then I saw a stone shatter the beam of light.

"Isn't there enough of the lessons of the past, or have you forgotten the existence of the academy?" a voice passed through the space.

In the pit in the cherry blossom mountain range, the people inside heard the sound at this moment, and their faces were extremely angry, and then fearful.

When Mo Shan heard the voice, he knew that the person who saved him was the academy, but the letter idiot was still so cold and unresponsive.

"That battle must end today," Mo Shan said, and then struck

The idiot didn't answer, but his actions spoke for themselves.

The two people in the sky have already fallen to the ground, which is different from just now, the two of them have no apocalypse cultivation, no realm, just a battle between swordsmanship.

The reason why the believer is a believer is because his attainments in swordsmanship are not low, and he is the most sincere believer in Qingtian Haoyang.

And the nickname of the sword idiot Mo Shan can say it all.

The battle between the two on the plain lasted for a day and a night, and neither the soldiers nor the cultivators on either side intervened.

Because they knew that it was the pride of the two, the collision between the two contemporaries.

A sword pierced the heart like a chest, and then blood flowed down the long sword, dripping down the plain.

burst

The letter idiot spurted out a mouthful of blood again, then fell to the ground with a smile, closed his eyes, and returned to the embrace of the blue sky and the sun, and the price of Mo Shan's killing of the letter idiot was that his right arm was broken, and he became a waste person from now on.

Mo Shan looked at the dead letter idiot, slowly raised his head, and then laughed, the laughter was helpless, desolate, and sad, and then he ignored the broken arm that fell to the ground, turned around, left the plain, and disappeared into the southern territory.

"It's over, the last battle between the most dazzling geniuses of that era a hundred years ago is over," the Great Divine Priest in the Heavenly Prediction Hall said with great melancholy.

He is the existence closest to Qingtian Haoyang, even if he is in charge, because the Heavenly Pre-Palace is an existence that accepts the will of Qingtian Haoyang.