To the north of the city, the bodies of the three were still in place, and the corpses of Beiyi around them were innumerable. If it were an ordinary person here, I was afraid that I would be smoked to death by the pungent smell of blood.

The Qilong sword was stained with blood, but it kept Zhao Yizhi and Yi Xiaodao tightly.

In fact, after Wang Zhenliang's killing, there were not many soldiers and horses left in Beiyi, and the Beiyi general was already in a different place, and he didn't even know where his head went.

The rest are all remnants, and if they dare to step forward when they muster up Yu Yong, in front of the Qilong Sword, they will die.

Meng Mulie was the first to open his eyes, his eyes were still a little dazed, and he was stunned for a while before his eyes gradually returned to clarity.

"Kill them!"

Meng Mulie turned over and rushed towards Zhao Yizhi with a brisk step, and his huge fist smashed directly into Zhao Yizhi's head.

"Whoosh!"

The Qilong Sword seemed to have a sense, and flew back upside down in an instant, with a sharp blade, pointing directly at Meng Mulie.

Without waiting for the warning of the dog god, Meng Mulie sideways let go of the Qilong Sword, and slashed towards the sword body of the Qilong Sword with his backhand.

The Qilong Sword was split in two.

"This kid still has such a backhand outside!"

Only then did Meng Mulie notice the Beiyi soldiers who were covered with corpses all over the ground, and looked at the Qilong Sword that was broken on the ground, shocked and angry.

"If you don't do it, he'll wake up." The voice of the dog god echoed in Meng Mulie's mind, reminding him.

Meng Mulie came back to his senses, and was about to do it again, when he heard a voice behind him: "If you want to take advantage of people's danger, then I will not be polite." ”

Turning his head slowly, he saw Yi Xiaodao standing behind him with his arms crossed, his expression indifferent, but there were still wisps of black gas around him.

"It's a demon!" The dog god reminded in Meng Mulie's mind.

"Smack!"

Meng Mulie didn't answer at all, and with a whip kick, he threw it back and kicked it into the waist and abdomen of the heart demon.

The heart demon didn't dodge, and waved his arm to block, blocking Meng Mulie's whip leg.

"Like a child playing at home, the dignified Beiyi Great Khan, is it so powerful?" The heart demon blocked easily, but there was no joy on his face.

He was eager to fight, fierce battles.

Zhao Yizhi also slowly opened his eyes, and at a glance he saw Yi Xiaodao and Meng Mulie fighting together.

"The Dragon Sword... Is it broken..."Zhao Yizhi floated up, looked at the Qilong broken sword on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart.

This sword is really useful.

"That's..."

With Zhao Yizhi's ascension, the surrounding scenes slowly came into view, but his eyesight was not excellent, and his divine sense suddenly came, and he carefully probed the person who was standing up and down.

"Mr. Wang..."

Wang Zhenliang died facing the south, there was nothing to support him, but he also stood straight, and it was self-evident how the corpses of these Beiyi soldiers came from around him.

"Didn't I let you stay in the palace... Thousands of miles away, what are you doing here..."

Zhao Yizhi came to this world, basically day and night, it was the old eunuch and the chief manager. From the initial annoyance to the current empathy, Zhao Yizhi sees it in his eyes.

His "Imperial God" cultivation was bumped into by him more than once, but he treated it as if it wasn't like that. Not only that, the palace is well organized, if it is a different person, Zhao Yizhi doesn't believe that he can do better than him.

"If you meet the first emperor, remember to help me say a few good words." Zhao Yizhi stretched out his hand and wiped it gently, Wang Zhenliang's body slowly fell, and then flew to a no-man's land in the northeast of the city.

Qilong's broken sword also followed, and flew over together.

"I'll take you back." After Zhao Yizhi finished doing this, he turned his head to look at the Heart Demon and Meng Mulie, the two had already exchanged hands.

Between the fists and feet, it seems to be very violent, but in fact, Zhao Yizhi knows that the two of them have regained control of their bodies, and there are still some inconsistencies in their bodies, and they are still in the tentative stage.

When the two fought for a long time, the inner demon was getting smoother and smoother, and his movements were getting faster and faster. Obviously, he has gone through hundreds of generations, and he has controlled all kinds of bodies, so he is naturally familiar with it.

"It's too slow!" The heart demon cat body dodged Meng Mulie's fists and crashed into Meng Mulie's arms, a strange dodge, around his back, his hands around his waist.

"Walk you!" The demon actually lifted Meng Mulie and threw it backwards, and Meng Mulie was planted upside down on the ground and suffered a big loss.

The demon was about to chase after him, but unexpectedly, a dog's head appeared on Meng Mulie's back, and he opened his mouth to bite his throat. Helpless, the heart demon had to turn a few rounds in a row and get out of the way.

The heart demon squinted at the dog's head: "There are a lot of tricks!" ”

The dog's head was naturally condensed by the dog god with the help of Meng Mulie, and without answering, he shrank back again.

The reaction of the dog god caused the demon to be a little annoyed: "Ignore me? Come out for me! After speaking, he raised his foot and slashed at Meng Mulie from a distance of a few feet.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, the ground trembled, and a crack spread from the feet of the inner demon towards Meng Mulie's side.

Meng Mulie hurriedly rolled over and dodged, dodging the crack.

The crack widened and gradually turned into a deep ravine, and the corpses of the surrounding Beiyi soldiers continued to roll down into the ravine.

Meng Mulie frowned as he looked at the corpses of the Beiyi soldiers who had rolled down. No matter what he says, he is also the Great Khan of Beiyi, these soldiers are a member of Beiyi, come here with him, if you don't care about it...

Zhao Yi looked at this ravine, also pursed his lips, and after a while, shouted: "This place is outside the city, and it is also part of the territory of the Great Apocalypse, if you want to fight, go north." ”

The demon looked up at Zhao Yizhi impatiently: "You can control Yi Xiaodao, but you still want to control me?" The Zhao royal family, it's not that no one has been contaminated with demons! ”

Meng Mulie was on the side, hearing Zhao Yizhi's shouting, obviously, agreeing with his opinion. He made up his mind in his heart, and without delay, he got up and retreated towards the north, if he damaged too many corpses of Beiyi soldiers here, it would not be conducive to his future domination of the Beiyi tribes.

Huyanlan and Tibano are both dead, and I don't know how long Qi Wukuo's evil can last...

Seeing Meng Mulie get up and sweep north, the demon glared at Zhao Yizhi dissatisfiedly, and got up to chase after him.

is obviously Yi Xiaodao's face, but he has the temperament of a demon, and with such a star, he doesn't have the kind temperament of Yi Xiaodao.

Zhao Yizhi glanced back at the direction of Wang Zhenliang's corpse, clenched his fists, and flew over.

The land of the Central Plains coincides with the rainy season at this time, and the rain in the Yangtze River and other places is the most abundant, and the clouds are thick. But with Zhao Yizhi outside the plug moving like this, countless dark clouds followed Zhao Yizhi's direction and drifted north.

The heart demon swept out not far away, his heart moved, and he looked back behind him. Zhao Yizhi glanced at him and continued to pursue Meng Mulie without saying anything.

"He... He's unexpectedly..."The demon who had always been unruly showed a frightened look in his eyes at this time.

The heart demon hurriedly stopped his body and shouted loudly, "Hey, where did you learn this exercise?" ”

Zhao Yizhi didn't speak, he knew that this was not Yi Xiaodao, but a demon, and he went straight past him from mid-air and chased after Meng Mulie.

The heart demon looked at Zhao Yizhi's distant figure, looked south again, and muttered: "Can't be wrong, this feeling..."

The demon hurriedly sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

On the Beiyi grassland, a lonely figure sat on the ground, it was none other than Wu Dinggong of Daqi, Yi Xiaodao. This time, he fell asleep again, but he didn't know who would be in charge of this body the next time he woke up.

Meng Mulie was still running wildly, and the voice of the dog god sounded in his head again: "You can't beat two, are you still afraid of one?" There is only the little emperor of the Central Plains left. ”

Meng Mulie looked back, and sure enough, there was a figure in the air behind him, and he could only walk in the air like this, only Zhao Yizhi.

"What is the origin of this little emperor? Why is he able to fly through the sky? "Meng Mulie actually discovered this clue a long time ago, and the emperors of the Central Plains have never heard of any of them who can fly, why does this little emperor have such a stunt? He can also control the imperial object, as if he has an invisible hand.

"Aren't you able to fly? What does he do? Inugami said teasingly.

Meng Mulie was teased like this, and his heart became a little weak.

In fact, Meng Mulie went to the cave of the Beiyi Dog God when he was a child, and the dog god at that time saw that there was finally a living person coming, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and quickly transformed into a part of his power and lost it to Meng Mulie. Hopefully, he will be able to come back and rescue himself from the cave in the future.

It may be that the big black dog in the form of a dog god is too hideous, and little Meng Mulie was frightened and stumbled away from the cave, and he didn't remember this past for long.

When he was eleven or twelve years old, he could drag two bison back to the tribe with both hands, no matter how restless the wild horses were, he didn't dare to go crazy when he saw Meng Mulie. Even the wild wolves did not dare to go to the tribe of Mengmulie to hunt cattle and sheep again.

Slowly, the deeds of Meng Mulie spread more and more, and more and more small tribes came to attach to them, and finally, step by step, he became the Great Khan of Beiyi.

This past, it wasn't until this time that the consciousness of the dog god possessed Meng Mulie's body that he remembered it again.

"What do you mean... Is this exercise of his extraordinary nature? Meng Mulie asked with some uncertainty.

"Nature is not a mortal thing, and there is fire on the Central Plains boy. Hey, it seems that the gods of the Central Plains have only discovered my plan a long time ago and arranged such two hands to guard against me! There seemed to be resentment in the voice of the dog god.

Meng Mulie was silent, and after a long while, he asked again, "So... Can we still win? ”

"Of course you can win, why can't you win? You have stored my power in your body when you were young, so many years have passed, you and I have long been run-in, although I can't come out of the physical body, but once you and I fuse our strength, it is not something they can contend with! ”

"The gods of the Central Plains just won't make a move..."

After Meng Mulie and Hua Wufeng and other Central Plains masters fought each other, they were really afraid of the Central Plains. The martial arts of the Central Plains are still so tricky, if the gods only descend to the mortal...

"Heh..."The dog god sneered and didn't answer directly, but even this sneer made Meng Mulie feel a lot more relieved.