This time, Xiao Lie directly crashed into the tower of Zhengdingmen and fell into the eastern capital.

Xiao Yu fell back to the ground, facing the eastern capital Xiongcheng alone, standing with his sword in hand. In this misty spring rain, his body is lonely, there is no immortal demeanor, and there is no princely majesty, but he is like a lonely swordsman who has thousands of people.

The cold rain was blowing, and Xiao Yu raised the broken array in his hand.

Breaking the moment let out a hearty tremor in the rain.

Immediately afterward, within a radius of ten miles with Xiao Yu as the center, the speed of the rain began to slow down, and one by one the raindrops fell at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then converged and changed, turning into a water sword.

In just a few breaths, more than 10,000 water swords were suspended around Xiao Yu's body.

Xiao Yu walked forward, accompanied by ten thousand swords behind him.

There was once a sword immortal who stepped on ten thousand swords to come to the eastern capital and fought with another dragon rider.

When there was still a distance of more than 100 zhang from the Eastern Capital, Xiao Yu stopped, looked up at the Eastern Capital that was close at hand, and looked at the city wall looming under the rain and fog, with a slightly complicated expression.

Dongdu, I'm here again.

Xiao Yu pointed forward with the long sword in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Go!"

In an instant, ten thousand swords behind him moved in unison, like a huge rain of siege arrows, overwhelming.

Xiao Lie, who was in the city, slowly got up in the ruins, took a deep breath, and stretched out his palm and wiped it lightly as the rain of swords flew over the city wall.

Cover the sky with one hand.

It was as if an invisible iron curtain slowly fell in the sky above the Eastern Capital with Xiao Lie's movements.

The next moment, I saw that the flying swords that followed one after another suddenly exploded, all of them shattered inch by inch, and turned into a mist in the sky.

Xiao Yu, who was walking outside the city, was walking faster and faster, the distance of a hundred zhang passed in an instant, the long sword in his hand was full of purple lightning, and a sword was submerged into the city wall, and his sword qi passed through the city wall and shot Xiao Lie.

The current master of the Eastern Capital strode forward, directly holding the indestructible sword qi with one hand, crushing it, and blasting out a punch with the other hand, the invisible fist intent passed through the city wall without harming the city wall in the slightest.

Xiao Yu stretched out the five fingers of his left hand, protected his heart, and hardened the fist intent, and then slapped his palm towards the city wall, pouring all the remaining fist intent on the palm of his hand on the city wall.

The whole wall shook like an earthquake.

Dust rose from the cracks in the walls.

Xiao Lie directly smashed through the three-zhang thick city wall in an arrogant manner, rushed out of the city, and slammed his fist on Xiao Yu's raised left arm.

With a click, Xiao Yu's left arm drooped, and it was already fractured.

Xiao Yu didn't care, his right hand pressed down, and the moment in his hand broke into the ground, and there was no trace.

Xiao Lie frowned, but he couldn't find the slightest trace of the broken array.

Xiao Yu said with a smile: "The sword of the princes can ambush millions of soldiers between the unknown. ”

The next moment, the earthquake trembled, and the earth dragon turned over, breaking through the ground under Xiao Lie's feet with the momentum of the rolling earth dragon.

This sword, the momentum is majestic, far better than Fang Cai's several swords.

This is Xiao Yu's very energetic sword, without any foreshadowing, it is used directly and inadvertently.

Xiao Lie, who happened to be at the end of a punch, could not avoid it, so he could only step on it with one foot and take the initiative to face this sword with his immortal physique.

With a muffled bang, Xiao Lie was knocked upside down by this sword and flew out, the whole person was embedded in the city wall, and the left leg that bore the brunt of it was broken inch by inch, even if it was a human immortal's physique, it would be difficult to recover in a moment and a half.

One arm for one leg, in general, Xiao Yu has a slight advantage.

Xiao Yu did not immediately pursue, but stood in place with his sword on his hand, an inexplicable smile on his face.

Some are pleasant, some are bitter.

If my mother is alive, I am afraid that I will frown when I see this scene.

Heh! Father and son cannibalism!

As long as Xiao Lie is soft now, Xiao Yu thinks that he will still give him a dignity, let him withdraw from the Eastern Capital with dignity, and be a leisurely and wealthy old lady of the Xiao family.

It's a pity that Xiao Lie doesn't want this decency.

Xiao Yu stuck the broken array on the ground and walked forward empty-handed, with thunder beads constantly appearing around him.

Soon there were lead clouds gathering in the sky, and thunder was in the sky.

At this time, the guards on this city wall have dispersed in a hurry, just now there was an earthquake, and it was a rain of swords, all saying that the gods were fighting, and mortals were suffering, and they didn't want to lose their lives in order to see some excitement.

Mu Hui was also wrapped up in a group of soldiers and left in a hurry, he looked back, and just saw a series of heavenly thunders falling from the sky, one after another, as if the immortals of the Heavenly Palace were angry, terrifying.

A gust of wind swept by, and several soldiers who were running a little slower were directly blown up several feet high, and then fell to the ground fiercely, displacing their internal organs, and killing them on the spot.

Mu Hui's face was pale, and he didn't dare to look back again, his figure flashed again and again, and he escaped from this place of life and death as fast as he could.

This level of fighting, even if it is to watch the battle, it has to be the realm of heaven and man to be safe and sound, if you want to intervene sideways, even if it is an ordinary free realm, I am afraid that it will not be enough.

Xiao Lie crawled out of the wall behind him and stood limped.

Human immortals naturally restrain ghosts and immortals, this is already an undoubted thing, but which is stronger or weaker between human immortals and earth immortals, this is a question that has been disputed for hundreds of years and has not been able to distinguish between right and wrong.

Today, Xiao Yu, a master of the earth immortals, and Xiao Lie, a small immortal consummation, may give an answer.

Xiao Lie glanced at his left leg, and stood firm with his only remaining intact right leg, his expression was calm, and his heart was like water.

The state of mind that had been damaged by Fu Chen was actually a ghost at this moment, and his fighting spirit was empty.

In this battle, if he can win the battle, he will inevitably go further, and maybe he will step into the ranks of the five people in the world and truly reach the height of the master of the three sects.

Xiao Yu swept out in one step, and twenty-eight thunder beads followed him.

Xiao Lie didn't dodge or dodge, the acupuncture points of his whole body shone brightly, and then the three hundred and sixty-five body gods were connected into one, and they were as one.

Let Tianlei add his body, and a punch with twelve points of strength will be struck.

The fist intent is ruthless, and it is devastating.

The layers of thunder pools were actually pierced by this punch.

Hit Xiao Yu directly.

Xiao Yu didn't seem to expect Xiao Lie to have such a punch, so he could only barely dodge when he was caught off guard, and was hit in the chest by Xiao Lie's elbow, and the whole person flew out upside down.

The thunder pool shook and shook endlessly, as if there were signs of dissipation.

Xiao Lie punched out again, and the punch was like a mountain.

Within a radius of one mile around Xiao Yu's body, all of them were shrouded by Xiao Lie's fist intent, no matter how Xiao Yu dodged, he could not escape Xiao Lie's punch.

The situation was reversed in an instant.

Xiao Yu was hit in the shoulder by this punch, and the whole person instantly flipped out, and after his feet landed, he still drew two ravines on the ground that were more than ten zhang long before he could stop, and the left hand, which was originally just a broken hand, was completely abolished at the moment, and it was difficult to make any movements.

Xiao Yu, who had just stabilized his body, didn't have time to breathe, and was smashed on his body by Xiao Lie's next continuous fists, the fist intent was as heavy as a mountain, even if Xiao Yu's physique was as strong as a human immortal's physique, it was also beaten so that blood continued to ooze out of the skin, and the seven orifices were even more bleeding, and at first glance, it was extremely miserable.

Xiao Yu's fist lasted for half a pillar of incense, until his last straight punch ended and knocked Xiao Yu out of the air, which was considered to be the end.

Xiao Yu fell to the ground with a bang, and the white linen filial piety clothes on his body were already in tatters.

Fu Chen, who had been watching the battle from afar, said in a deep voice: "Both of them no longer have any hands left, it seems that they are really on fire." ”

Qingchen was silent for a moment, and sighed lightly: "If Xiao Lie can win and take this opportunity to go to the next level, I am afraid that he will be able to become the second Shangguan Xianchen in the future." ”

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, "What about becoming Shangguan Xianchen? Over time, Tianchen's achievements may not be lower than Zichen's, even if Xiao Lie is lucky enough to have Shangguan Xianchen's cultivation, he is not going to be suppressed to death." ”

Qingchen didn't speak, but turned his gaze back to the battlefield.

At this time, Xiao Lie limped in front of Xiao Yu, looked down at his son who was lying on the ground, and his eyes revealed a little pity, and there was also a little imperceptible self-deprecation.

He asked calmly, "Can you still fight?"

Xiao Yu, who was facing down, slowly raised his head and looked at his father, with ink rising in his eyes, like a whirlpool, deep and bottomless.

Father and son looked at each other for a moment.

Xiao Lie stared at the indifferent eyes that were neither sad nor happy, nodded slightly, and said softly: "It seems that there is still the strength to fight." ”

There were wisps of black aura oozing out of Xiao Yu's body, and then tangled into a three-inch thick line, fluttering, like an evil dragon demonstrating to this side of the world with teeth and claws.