The world in front of me is rapidly crumbling. [Literature] all the generals who are fighting hard have disappeared one after another.

In the blink of an eye, silence returned. Between heaven and earth, there is only the Zong Shou left, and on the opposite side, the male figure covered in black armor and holding a halberd.

But behind Zong Shou, who had never noticed, the man who was seven points similar to Zhang Huai raised his lips slightly.

Zong Shou was also laughing, thinking that next, the person on the other side should probably be playing tricks.

If you start again, it's the seventh.

For this Xiang Wang, this battle is not won, and then it is defeat, defeat under the wall, and ambush on all sides.

So in this battle of Guangwu, even if it is a draw, it is a defeat.

I don't know when I was willing to admit defeat-

It's just that then, Zong Shou was slightly surprised. This shattered picture has not been restored, restored to the beginning of this Guangwu battle.

And the Qi of King Xiang on the other side became more and more violent, and he seemed to have lost all his patience.

Zong Shou's divine consciousness actually felt a few traces of anxious thoughts.

Suddenly, he waved his halberd and pointed at him, and the gaze behind the mask was surging with murderous intent!

Is this not going to restore the battle of Guangwu again, and to do it directly?

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and then chuckled again, and his hand pressed the sword hanging from his waist,

Looking at the sky from afar, there was a hint of contempt in his expression.

"Do you know? Although my sect guards admire your use of soldiers like a god, you have no unparalleled military strategy. But you don't like it the most, your character as King Xiang?"

"Since the feast of Hongmen is so generous, let that person go. Why don't you be a hero to the end? You want to capture his parents and blackmail them and cut them into minced meat?"

Naturally, the Han King is no better. It is said that at the time of an escape. The horse that pulls the cart is slow, and he kicks his own parent. Kicked out of the car.

"To kill a king is to be disloyal and unjust. Listen to and believe, and even self-destruct the Great Wall. What virtue do you have to be worthy of being the lord of the clouds?"

"If I am taken away by someone like you, I will only feel ashamed!"

The black-armored figure suddenly revealed fury in his eyes. Volleyed into the air and slashed with a halberd!

When that aura rushed up, there was a vast and difficult thought, and it was also extremely domineering. It also slammed into the air.

This is an invincible halberd! Because of the invincibility of faith. Therefore, the meaning of this halberd is also an invincible halberd!

Zong Shou's figure leaned back slightly, and in the illusion, although he was invisible, he still felt his own thoughts. Slightly drowsy, it was extremely uncomfortable.

This is the overlord of Xiang Chu in ancient times? Sure enough, he is pulling out the mountain and covering the world!

Then his eyes lit up, you have an invincible halberd, but my sect guard asked himself, and the sword in his hand has never been defeated by others. [Literature]

Even if it is really the rumored hero of the ages, who is resurrected in front of his eyes, he dares to draw his sword and fight!

The mind arises. Zong Shou also had a sword in his hand. And then just one thousandth snap of a finger, the sword halberd intersected!

Zong Shou's thoughts, at this moment, were almost forcibly dispersed by the invincible halberd intent. The mind is ignorant, but it is subconscious, and once again the sword is out!

There was another heavy sound of 'bang', and it continued to sound one after another. One halberd after another. Constantly blocked by the sword light. But Zong guarded his thoughts, but it was like being forged by a heavy hammer, and he was reweighted one time at a time.

At the worst time, he almost completely lost consciousness, and could only rely on his own instincts, fighting, to resist! The body was also constantly retreating, and the human form condensed in the illusion mirror also became illusory.

The young beast, the unicorn, was constantly hissing, with anxious worry. It seemed to urge him to withdraw from this illusion.

The illusionary mirror is also constantly vibrating, which is a warning.

Zong Shou ignored it, and all his thoughts turned into chaos. There is only one consciousness, and it remains. Like a pillar, it supported his mind. ...,

It is also becoming clearer, more and more solid, and indestructible.

How can you allow yourself to lose at the hands of such a person?

Even if you are really an invincible overlord, you must fight to the end!

Gradually, Zong Shou's face gradually returned to peace. When the sword in his hand is swung, it is even more stable. The whole person, even if it is like a small boat, will be drowned in the shadow of the halberd in the sky at any time, but it is still without half a point of fireworks, ethereal and elegant.

Within ten zhang, it is his unbreakable sword domain!

is still overwhelmed by this incomparable momentum, but Zong Shou can always use the Yuan Yi Yin Sword to guard the ten-zhang space around this body.

The dazzling silver sword shadow suddenly formed a 'circle' with a seamless integration and dazzling light and shadow. It's like a ball full of gas, no matter what kind of force it is, it can't be broken, and it will only usher in a stronger rebound.

The sound of the sword and halberd clashing is getting more and more urgent, and the rain hits the plantains, endlessly. I don't know how long it took, and I don't know how many hits I fought against.

Zong Shou's sword has been broken several times under the pressure of this halberd. But whenever the sword shattered, Zong Shou could always pull out a new sword from his scabbard.

This is the world of ideas, and where the heart goes, it can be condensed.

It's just that every time the sword is broken, Zong Shou's breath is even weaker. After all, it is also the mind, and after it is shattered, it will also affect itself.

It was worthy of the seventh sword, and finally it couldn't hold it anymore and shattered. Zong Shou also pulled his last sword out of the sheath.

At this time, his mind was already like a candle flame, as if the storm was about to be extinguished if it was a little stronger.

But at this time, he was laughing, the sword of Yuan Yi is divided into yin and yang. In this battle, he has been defending for a long time, and the next one should be turned into a yang sword.

I just don't know, can this sword be won or lost?

If you can't win, you will lose!

This thought swept through his mind, and there was a soft whistle of 'brushing' in front of him. The silver sword light suddenly shone incomparably, piercing into the shadow of the halberd.

But a moment later, the sword had not pierced the throat of the black-armored man. Zong Shou's 'expression' was suddenly stunned.

I saw that the countless halberd lights in front of me suddenly dissipated like the wind. And the burly black-armored figure in front of him was also shattered without a trace.

And the collapse of this world, even before that.

You've already won?

Zong Shou's body froze in mid-air, his eyes full of doubts.

No, it's not that he wins, but that King Xiang has exhausted his soul thoughts. After all, it's just a wisp of remnant soul, not the true body of the invincible overlord.

With a 'hey' smile, Zong Shou put away the sword in his hand.

Then he looked behind him, and saw that there was nothing behind him. couldn't help frowning, Fang Cai always felt that there seemed to be someone behind him.

Is it a delusion?

Anyway, I seem to have passed this hurdle.

The world is shattered and reduced to nothingness. Zong Shou saw in front of him again, countless figures walking this way. The faces and bodies are vivid, but they are all pale and poignant.

Some people simply lifted their heads, and others, all over their bodies, were covered with shocking wounds.

However, the clothes and ornaments he wore were quite luxurious.

After a glance, Zong Shou knew that these things in front of him must be the resentful souls who were really locked in the throne of Ah Bi!

By the first emperor, the six royal families used for blood sacrifices.

It's a pity that at this time, there is no blood to eat for 10,000 years, and there is no supply, and it is already very weak.

Zong Shou couldn't help but smile weakly, at this time, he was empty. No matter how weak these guys are, they don't have the strength to deal with them.

But fortunately, he has both the Phantom Heart Mirror and the Fire Qilin by his side at this time.

When he fought against the remnant soul of the king, he was unwilling to borrow half of his external strength. But these royal families of the six countries are not stubborn, and they must be wiped out by their own strength. ...,

His temperament is like this, the stronger he is, the more unwilling he is to bow his head. You must defeat it with your own hands, and you will be defeated by your own sword, so that you can feel comfortable. There is no interest in these so-called royal families.

"It's just a slave who wants to die in the country, and he dares to attack me and occupy my soul?

The crimson flames suddenly burned in the void of this sea of knowledge. The cyan mirror light also shone down from the void.

so that these resentful spirits are wailing and wailing. They retreated like a tide, and retracted back into this Ah Nose throne, hiding in the deep prohibition, and disappeared.

Zong Shou didn't have the heart to pursue, so he forced it to retreat. But I was thinking in my heart that if there was a chance, it would be best to find two eminent monks, or a figure like Chongxuan, the great merchant national teacher, and purify the resentment of this Ah Nose throne.

As for these people from the royal families of the Six Kingdoms, let them have a chance to be reincarnated.

The First Emperor wanted to use the blood and soul of these people to protect the Qin State, which has been passed down for thousands of years.

He disdained it, and he was unwilling to borrow the power of these dead men.

At this time, although he only lived in a corner, only fifty provinces, less than one percent of the original First Emperor's land, he had such self-confidence.

Speaking of eminent monks, isn't there a pure sound around him? This girl naturally can't be counted, but she was born in a famous Buddhist family, maybe she can help him invite one or two.

Thinking like this, Zong Shouzheng wanted to withdraw from this illusion mirror. Then, with an 'eh' sound, I felt a wave of information suddenly rush into my mind.

Without looking closely, Zong Shou opened his eyes, and then saw that in this Chongzheng Palace, several pairs of eyes were looking at him worriedly.

It is not surprising that Xuanyuan is surrounded by people and weak water. Today's events are afraid that they are worried.

Only Kong Yao's gaze surprised him slightly, it was curiosity and some worry.

When he saw Zong Shou open his eyes, he glanced at him, and then turned his head away in a little panic.

Zong Shouzheng only felt strange, and wanted to confirm whether he was wrong. I heard the voice of an old man next to me, and suddenly it sounded: "Thank God, your lord finally woke up, it's really good!"

Zong Shou immediately frowned, Ren Bo, it's this old man again, it's really a bad sight.

Turning his eyes, he saw Ren Bo standing there. There are also dozens of important ministers of the Qiantian Mountain, which are lined up in two rows, lined up on both sides.

Speaking of him, the monarch of the country, he is really a dereliction of duty, and several of these faces have never been seen. Some people only have some impressions.

I vaguely remember that it should be a few senators in the Senate Hall. Now it is the gangs and factions that have made a miasma, and these people are the leaders of the parties. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )