The two armies confronted each other, like the beast tide leaping into the realm, one after another, fighting all over the sky.

The 15 states of Qinfeng, Yongxing, and Hedong on the northern line of Qingguo fully met the enemy.

Among them, the land of Wuzhou on the northern line of the Hedong Road was used as the main battlefield by the Khitan to frantically invest troops, and the Tubo and Western Xia sent more than 100,000 troops to contain the other two roads and ten states, creating a more favorable war situation for the Khitan.

At the crack of dawn.

The main battlefield Hedong Road, west of the Gray River to Caocheng, east of the Gray River is connected to the outside of Yanmen Pass, the two fronts of the enemy and us are lined up in countless formations, the morale is continuous, the sword of morale, the gun of morale, you come and go, cycle to kill, so that the earth trembles.

Zhao Zhengli was carried away by the sudden war,

He rushed to the battlefield in the direction of dawn, and countless desolate roars came from his ears, Zhao Zhengli and other monks were like entering a no-man's land, transforming into true qi surging, like a hell death scythe frantically harvesting life.

Both the enemy and us lost their troops and lost their lives, exchanging lives for lives, and the rain of arrows in the air reflected the corpses all over the ground.

At that time, the enemy's arrow rain struck again, Zhao Zhengli grabbed it in the air, a shape-shifting giant palm held it all, he threw it back with his backhand, countless arrow rain returned, and when he was about to fall into the enemy camp, a dragon roared through the air.

At the same time, a swarthy dragon soared, and it blocked the rain of arrows with its body several feet, and the cold and glittering arrows slammed into its body with a metallic clang, accompanied by sparks.

At the same time as Jiaolong took off, Qingguo had dozens of transformation true qi and killed them in the air.

There are condensed words such as "kill", "cut" and "behead" in the true qi of the full void transformation, which must have come from Confucianism.

There are also Buddhist "swastika" character prints, Buddha palms and Zen fingers, and more of them are swords, guns, swords and halberds and other incarnation tools.

However, when the many incarnations of true qi in Qingguo took off, the Khitan also had countless true qi attacking, turning into hooks, scimitars, Zen staffs, etc., and countless strands of true qi collided in the air, such as the muffled thunder of dawn, banging and exploding, blocking most of the dragon in the sky.

I thought that the rest of the true qi would fall on Jiaolong's body, but when the lightning flashed, a pair of fists condensed by true qi suddenly appeared, and it was multiplied in the air, shattering the full heaven of true qi in an instant.

Zhao Zhengli looked for the roots, there was a fat, strong, and vicious-looking humanoid monster in the chaotic enemy camp, he seemed to be aware of being watched, and instinctively cast his gaze here, Zhao Zhengli retracted his gaze in shock, and secretly sighed that this person has a strong six senses.

At this time, the dragon that was gathered in the air slashed a sword qi, and it broke through the air, and the target was Zhao Zhengli, who was fighting in the melee.

He wore a soft armor, lifted the purple sword and slid up the air with a sword violently: "I should have killed you with a single shot!" ”

Song Maoling, the handsome sixth prince who was fighting in the distance, looked up at Jiaolong when he heard the sound, and he also regretted it.

"Bang bang!"

The billowing purple sword qi soared into the air, and it collided with it like a comet, the light was dazzling, the sound was deafening, and the aftermath rippled, splashing the air like ripples.

"Whoosh!"

When Zhao Zhengli swung this sword, a spear from the back broke through the air, piercing through several soldiers all the way and straight into Zhao Zhengli's back.

Zhao Zhengli realized that he was too late to dodge and counterattack, so he used his true qi with all his strength and raised his sword to block back.

"Boom!"

When he thought that he would passively resist this shot, a black and shining scimitar intercepted the shot one step ahead, Zhao Zhengli looked sideways, and the appearance of a weak scholar with a waist knife gave him a rough glance and then entered the battle again.

Zhao Zhengli knew this person, Qiyun Shanyang knew his fate, and he was the same as the temple Heavenly Master's Mansion.

It's just that he was a little surprised to come to the rescue, after all, the two don't have a deep relationship, and he doesn't have time to take care of it, so he looks for the cold gun behind his back.

I thought it was an enemy who knew, but the other party looked unfamiliar, how could the grandmaster realm who could practice to the true qi transformation form be a general, that person had already fled to the depths of the war when he saw that the blow was not successful, and Zhao Zhengli only saw a rough back.

"Poof!"

On the other side, there are two true qi attacks through the sea of soldiers, Zhao Zhengli saw it really this time, it was none other than the two people of the National Teacher's Mansion North Shaolin Awakening and Jueyan.

There was no surprise that Zhao Zhengli made a move, after all, his grievances with Bei Shaolin were only deep, so he kept an eye on them, and these two blows were easily resolved by him.

However, the hostile forces naturally did not miss the opportunity, Yelu stood on the top of the dragon head above his body, like a cactus probing his palm, and took a huge transformation palm print, and the Khitan camp Dahe Luohan and others also took action.

The strange man who had attempted an earlier blow attacked again.

"Puff puff!"

There are no less than five people in the rivers and lakes of Qingguo who took advantage of the chaos to rob and kill Zhao Zhengli, and others are eager to try.

Zhao Zhengli felt pressure, and his heart was desolate, the enemy was at present, and the nest was the first to rebel.

Fortunately, Jasper was not accompanied by such a battle, and it seemed that it was a wise choice to let her stay in the camp.

In this way, he also let go.

His body suddenly surged with true qi, and the three hundred and sixty-five acupoints that had been opened in the Egret Temple were operating to absorb the spiritual energy for him, and the crazy influx of spiritual energy stretched the soft armor to the fullest, and his hands were purple. The Yang Sword seemed to be called, and let out a buzzing sword sound.

"Lord Totong beware!"

The only dozen or so soldiers under his tent came to support.

However, the person who made the shot was at least in the initial realm of the grandmaster, and any one of them was blocked by the mantis arm.

Even like this, the soldiers did not hesitate at all, and slashed the broken sword of morale towards the true qi at the forefront without hesitation.

"Bell!"

At the critical moment, a Zen staff was stopped by the soldiers, and looking back, a monk in the war had a bitter face, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he waved the wooden Zen staff that emitted a metal impact in his hand.

This person is the bitter monk of the Great Buddha Temple who is not smiling, and now he is studying in the temple and the national teacher's mansion, and he is classified according to the five divisions of heaven, earth and man, and now he is ranked as a human teacher.

His shot is unpredictable, perhaps because he is out of Shu with Zhao Zhengli, or he is not used to bullying more and less.

In the distance, some people subconsciously helped Zhao Zhengli, the proud Sixth Prince Song Maoling, Zhang Baishan of Wudang, Xu Changzai of Jiangnan Province, Yuantong and Yuanfa of Southern Shaolin, and Yu Shangshu's nephew of Confucianism, Yu Xiaowei's cousin, Yu Bo.

Even Fang Na of the temple Confucian Academy Jiangnan Sanjie threw out her gold, silver and iron folding fan to rescue.

However, the distance is too far, and the shot is already weak, and it is too late.

In such a state, he Zhao Zhengli was alone to resist several transformational true qi, his body was immovable, the purple sword flower surrounded his body, and the fragments wrapped his body, looking from afar as if he was shrouded in a purple pillar of light.

If you look closely, you will find that the purple pillar of light is the nine purple swords that turn into afterimages around his body, and what he is casting is the "Nine Yao Wuji" of the Yingzhou One Yuan Daoist.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang"

The true qi that came from all directions fell in front of him and was accurately cut down by the nine purple swords, each slash and disappear one, so that until all the slashes were completed, the true purple was revealed. Yang Sword.

Zhao Zhengli didn't stop for a moment, and re-applied "Jiuyao Wuji" to fight back in the direction of the true qi.

The action is smooth, all in one go, and the true qi is not weakened by the continuous consumption at all, but increases layer by layer, and one sword is better than another.

"Bang bang!"

The sword qi covered all directions, and it fell in front of a few people with unmistakable accuracy, half of them were stopped by the other party, and a few such as Northern Shaolin Enlightenment, Jueyan and the like suffered a loss, after all, the Tao was slightly inferior, and Zhao Zhengli used all his strength to make a sword, how to bear it?

Zhao Zhengli's eyes were red, no matter who was the enemy and me, those who were unfavorable to him were all enemies, he looked sideways at Yelu He, who was riding the dragon in the sky, pressed down with one palm, and shouted: "Give me down!" ”

"Bang Long!"

In the early morning, a huge palm appeared out of thin air above the dragon, and slapped on the dragon's torso almost without warning, only to hear its painful howl, the dark torso faded abruptly, and the Yelu crane in the sky shook in horror and swayed.

Jiaolong is true qi condensation after all, there is no flesh and blood to carry it, even if it is slapped by Zhao Zhengli's "one thought caress the top", there is no trace of scars and blood, the only thing that is remarkable is that it is dim.

The shape-shifting dragon seemed to have an emotion, and it swooped down with its dragon claws.

In fact, its every move is guided by Yelu Crane above his head, because he is also crazy and fierce at this time.

"Hoohoo!"

The dragon opened its bloody mouth, ready to tear apart the tiny humans.

At the same time, the enemy had a pair of true qi fists smashed at Zhao Zhengli, and he didn't need to think about it to know that it was the fat and strong humanoid monster.

"Humph!"

"Bang!"

Zhao Zhengli was not afraid, snorted coldly and raised his fist to fight back, and at the same time slashed out a sword of six people to the swooping dragon, "Ten thousand are one".

"Boom!"

The fists collided between the soldiers, and the terrifying true qi wave of the explosion cut through dozens of soldiers, and several people nearby even exploded on the spot, turning into blood mist and broken bones.

"Bang poof!"

Slashing towards the dragon's "Ten Thousand Transformations to One", with thousands of purple swords merging on one sword, the swooping dragon was ruthlessly cut off by the edge, turned into fragments of true qi and disappeared, and the dragon howled all over the sky.

"Puff~!"

"Ahh

The rest of the sword fell among the ten thousand armies, like a thunderbolt punishment, cutting hundreds of enemies and nearly a thousand people.

Such a thunderous means shook the two armies on the main battlefield where the war was raging.

It is even more dazzling to the cultivators, and few people under the great grandmaster can reach it.

Looking at the entire battlefield, there are also a handful of existences, and the morale of Qingguo has soared.

The top monks of the Khitan military camp all locked on to the target and besieged him, just like the original idea of Yeluhe and Dahe Luohan in Huangwei Mountain, this person kept endless troubles and did everything possible to kill him.

Yelu He, who had lost the dragon's float, fell smoothly from above, his robes and robes swaying in the wind, and dozens of Khitan soldiers with guns and spears waiting below.

"Buzz!"

He recruited with one hand, and a long halberd flew into the air, and slashed out a halberd with the help of falling gravity, and the transformation qi was several feet long, and it was expected to cut off the entire battlefield.

"Boom!"

A military scimitar filled with true qi flew through the air to stop the deadly halberd, followed by a white afterimage flashing from far to near, and two emerald green folding fans surrounded him.

"Whoosh!"

The folding fan spun like a shocking momentum and flew at Yelu Crane holding a halberd, and the white shadow that rushed out of the army threw a folding fan without stopping, and even brought dozens of war knives with his hand, and his long sleeves shook, like a flying knife shooting forward.

"Bang Bang!"

The halberd danced wildly, and Yelu Crane was like a spinning humanoid machine, blocking the emerald green folding fan and dozens of flying knives, and even smashed more than a dozen Qingguo soldiers holding guns and spears below, and the blood was sprinkled in the air, and Yelu Crane landed smoothly.

"Whew!"

The white shadow also arrived at the front at this moment, he recalled the folding fan that had been bounced off by the halberd, and attacked Yeluhe from behind, and he sucked up a war knife on the spot and killed it head-on.

"Bell!"

The blades collided, the true qi and the sparks were shining, and only then did he see the white shadow man, he was wearing a white robe, a green shirt with a bottom, and a handsome face with a solemn expression, it was the sixth prince Song Maoling.

At the same time, the emerald green folding fan in the rear had reached a distance of three feet, and Yeluhe collided with him and a halberd bounced off, and the unmoving pull halberd surrounded the rear, and the folding fan was blocked with two sounds.

Song Maoling, who bounced off with one move, dodged and killed Yeluhe again, the fragments, the ordinary war knife was like a divine soldier in his hand, a swing, a slash and a pick were all true qi Changhong, and at the same time controlled the emerald green folding fan in all directions to cooperate with the attack, and in an instant, the two of them made hundreds of moves, and the battle was extremely fierce.

And looking at the entire battlefield, they are only the tip of the iceberg.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds and other transformational true qi are like a long rainbow through the sun, and the strange soldiers and beasts condensed by morale are even more killing and earth-shattering.

The battlefield spread for hundreds of miles, like a battle between gods and demons, everyone was rushing to kill, and every moment someone was spilling blood, soaking the ravines and staining the earth red.

Zhao Zhengli, who was dressed in soft armor, fought several Khitan people alone, including a humanoid monster with his bare hands, Harasha, one of the three Khitan commanders.

If you can fight the enemy wholeheartedly, Zhao Zhengli is not afraid, as the saying goes, guns are easy to dodge, and hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, but Qingguo always has such a stubble to take advantage of the situation to kill people, and he almost suffered several times.

The more this is the case, the more he stimulates his desire to survive and his determination to make meritorious contributions, and at that time he has to clean up one by one.

The first sun rises in the east into the scorching sun, and then the scorching sun sets in the west into the sunset.

The war lasted for a day, rivers of blood flowed, mountains of corpses were piled up, and the war still had no end.

The two countries have successively had reinforcements to participate in the war, one after another, the morale of the two armies has gradually weakened, and it has been staged to a white-knuckle battle, the armored men are charging on war horses, and the infantry light cavalry is holding spears.

After a day of fighting, the monks were a little exhausted, and Tianjiao, the leader of the young generation of the two countries, would know at a glance that Song Maoling and Yeluhe had traveled countless battles.

Qiyun Mountain Yang Zhiming dragged his waist knife and fought with Dahe Luohan for a long time, this is still Yang Zhiming who took the initiative to "share" the number of people who surrounded and suppressed him for Zhao Zhengli.

Fang Na of the Confucian Academy also killed the witch who was unkempt, her graceful body was repeatedly soaked in blood, and she was repeatedly scabbed, and now she came out of the blood prison.

Ge Hongliang, the commander of the Hedong Road, and Yao Xuda, the deputy commander, sweated like rain, even on the battlefield full of monks, they still led the troops bravely and quickly, killing a large area of the battlefield.

In particular, he commanded the rebel army to form a formation on the spot, and won more with less than many times.

The two chief and deputy young marshals Ge Xiaojin and Yao Rongbei were even more fierce in light and dark, comparing the number of enemies killed.

Although Pang Luyi, the general of Changning on Hedong Road, said that he had a big belly and a fat body, he was not inferior in battle, and he had already cut several war knives with a knife in his hand.

Zhao Zhengli fought for half a day, dragged down a few people, and took the opportunity to kill several Khitan grandmasters, the only difficult thing to deal with was the fat and strong Harasha, with rough skin and thick meat, and he fought back and forth with a pair of fists.

Another Khitan commander, Yelu Demeng, disappeared in this battle, but was firmly in the Khitan base camp, keeping an eye on the sand table, deducing and simulating the news repeatedly reported by the spies before the war, and then issuing various orders to the front line.

After repeating this, he slowly tightened his brows, and looked at the coach's animal skin chair, the silver-bearded crane-haired Yelu Xiao closed his eyes majestically, and Yelu Demund spoke: "It is dangerous for this war situation to evolve!" ”

Yelu Xiao, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating his mind, slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound, his eyes flashed with light, his expression was not angry and arrogant, he glanced in the direction of Qingguo, and said slowly: "I'll try!" ”

After finishing speaking, he stretched out a palm in the direction of the melee between the two armies, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sunset trembled.

A giant palm covering the sky and covering the sun appeared in the sky above the melee between the two armies, covering most of the battlefield, directly locking on the Qingguo army and the young generation.

To be exact, the giant palm did not lock on anyone, but the people of Qingguo were inexplicably afraid in their hearts.

And the Khitan gave birth to kindness for no reason.

This palm bears the imprint of the famous clan, so the two armies and the two countries have different feelings.

This is the strength of the great grandmaster, the same palm, kill or not kill is up to him.