The hundred-zhang giant sword swept through the heavens and the earth, and carried it down.

A dazzling sword greeted, and in the eyes of countless jokes, the two collided together.

A crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded, and I saw cracks visible to the naked eye covering the whole body of the Baizhang Giant Sword.

Under Qian Wuji's stunned gaze, the blood sword condensed by the rules of the blood sea shattered.

The aftermath of the rules set off bursts of ripples, and a striking sword flashed by, shooting straight at Qianwuji.

"The offensive has been broken, and a small knife has broken the emperor's sword style!"

Qian Wuji's gaze changed slightly, and he drew his sword and fell, "Break!"

The sword was as fierce as a tsunami, setting off a monstrous sea of blood and angry waves, which immediately made the entire world tremble.

The sword slashed down on the blade with great accuracy, and a series of sparks immediately rose between the two.

"Ahem, my sword, you will see blood when it comes out!" a weak voice appeared with the wind, it was the voice of the sun.

Qian Wuji's heart sank suddenly, and the martial arts will in his body surged out, wanting to completely destroy this sword, but the sword in front of him disappeared in vain, and in the blink of an eye, it bypassed the sword body and appeared in front of Qian Wuji's eyes.

"Spatial supernatural power?" Qian Wuji's figure was like a breeze, and he immediately moved to the side, but the sword still slashed over his left shoulder, bringing up a series of blood flowers.

"It's not a spatial supernatural power, this knife has broken through the extreme of speed!"

Qian Wuji turned his head to look at the knife on his shoulder, the crystal clear blade was as thin as snow.

The Tiangang warriors present were all in an uproar, and a sword could easily break through the offensive of the Emperor of Great Cadres, and even severely damage the Emperor of Great Cadres.

In the distance, the emperors who were watching changed their faces and showed surprise.

Only Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao looked calm, and they had several crusades in succession, but they had seen the horror of the sun.

"It's scary. In just a few months, his strength has grown to such an extent!" Yan Ruxue said in a deep voice, with an inexplicable chill in her voice.

Zhao Xiao nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with Yan Ruxue's statement, "This emperor has seen countless people who use knives, but he has never seen such a terrifying martial artist who uses a knife!"

On the side, the faces of the emperors standing on the dragon chariot changed slightly, obviously they didn't expect Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao to have such a high evaluation of the sun.

The battle flag was hunting, and an Emperor Anting of a vassal state of the Yan State said loudly: "This emperor is going to help the emperor of the Great Qian, break this sword formation!"

"The emperor is going too!" several more emperors said. Before the words fell, the heavenly dragon roared, pulling the dragon chariot and galloping down, heading straight for the Martial God Nebula.

The roar of heaven and earth echoed, and several cold shouts sounded at the same time: "Emperor of Great Qian, we will join forces together to break this sword formation!"

The dragon's roar was extremely loud, and in an instant, several imposing dragons appeared in the sight of the sun.

"There are several more emperors. If these people join forces, the sword formation will be broken, cough!" Rizu's pupils shrank suddenly, but his face was extremely calm.

was injured by a martial god junior in front of everyone's eyes. Qian Wuji's face was a little unbearable, and when he heard the words of An Tinghuang and others, his face was even more embarrassed, "I have you to help." The sword formation will be broken!"

The emperors have not joined forces, and the majestic trend has emerged in the sky. Suppress this world.

Countless Tiangang soldiers roared in unison: "Break the formation, break the formation!"

Hearing this, the emperors looked at each other and smiled, and walked forward one after another, standing at the head of the dragon chariot, looking down at the undulating Wanfeng below, and there was a chill in their eyes, "As long as this formation is broken, hundreds of millions of Tiangang's soldiers will come down and chase the deer martial god!"

Almost at the same time, the emperors shot at the same time, and the rules of heaven and earth were like a flood, and if they were implemented, they could destroy ten thousand mountains at any time.

Looking up at this scene, the faces of Ri Gong and Qing Jue and the others were calm.

Seeing this scene, many soldiers sneered, and these lowly people of the martial gods gave up fighting for trapped beasts.

However, at the moment when the rules of heaven and earth were about to collapse Wanfeng, a sea of fire spread out and appeared in the sky, burning the rules of heaven and earth.

Several figures slowly appeared in the sea of fire, led by an extremely burly man, with long red hair like fire, and a pair of incomparably clear eyes under the rendering of the firelight, which looked a little weird.

The man stood like a king in the midst of the fire.

Seeing this figure, Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao's eyes changed slightly, "Fire Qilin!"

"Chase the deer martial god, it's up to you, it's not enough!" The long hair danced wildly, the fire unicorn quietly looked at Qian Wuji and the others, and as soon as he raised his hand, the surrounding sea of fire immediately rolled upside down, forming thirty-six unicorn phantoms, suppressing the heavens and trapping Qian Wuji and the others.

At the same time, five figures appeared above the sea of fire, four generations of Qilin, four generations of Qinglong, four generations of Vermilion Bird, four generations of Xuanwu, and four generations of White Tiger.

The majestic general trend instantly condensed and crushed out.

Bang bang! Qian Wuji and the others turned pale in vain, and retreated straight back, "These people are the guardians of the Martial God?"

"Sun, these people are blocked by me, and you are responsible for maintaining the sword formation!"

The cold light in the eyes of the fire unicorn shone directly, and the fire of the Vermilion Bird condensed in his palm, forming a sword weapon, holding the sword and walking towards Qian Wuji and the others.

"Three generations of Fire Qilin, four generations of Qilin, and the guardian of the ancient clan!" Yan Ruxue groaned, "Everyone, you are responsible for these people!"

Hearing this, the emperors standing on the dragon chariot nodded one after another, harnessed the dragon chariot, and galloped out.

"The emperors deal with these guardians, and that person and the three generations of moon gods are controlled by you and me!" Zhao Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the peaks in the distance, and chuckled: "As for the sword formation in front of me, I will hand it over to the princes of Yan Zhao to break!"

"Sima Shang, you lead a million iron horsemen to capture this sword array for the emperor!" The battle flag in Zhao Xiao's hand turned into a streamer and shot out, hovering in the sky, and its incomparably thick voice resounded in the battle flag, clearly entering the ears of the soldiers of Zhao State.

Thunder and flames lingered around the iron knight, and a knight covered in armor sat on the back of a tall warhorse, his eyes cold.

The cold aura permeated the armor, and he was the first burly man with an indifferent expression, Sima Shang, a famous general of Zhao State.

Hearing Zhao Xiao's voice, Sima Shang's eyes showed a fierce beast-like hideousness, pressed the face helmet, pulled out the horizontal knife, the huge back of the knife slapped down on the war horse, and the iron horse roared, turning into a streamer and rushing out.

"Da Zhao! Da Zhao!" Sima Shang roared in the sky, bringing up a monstrous coercion, and the million iron horsemen in the rear followed in an orderly manner, as if maintaining a strict formation, obviously this was a well-trained army of tigers and wolves.

"After several baptisms of war, these elites of Zhao Guo are no less than ace divisions!" Yan Ruxue sighed sincerely, also holding the battle flag in her hand, throwing it into the sky, the battle flag hunted, turned into a streamer, and shot straight out, "Qin Kai, where is it!"

Its voice was extremely loud, among the tens of millions of Yan country soldiers, two dragons pulled a four-wheel drive chariot, slowly came out, a cold young general stood on it, and the bloodthirsty breath completely permeated out, this is a general who slaughtered millions of living beings.

"Lead the griffin soldiers of the Yan Kingdom and capture this sword formation!" Yan Ruxue said coldly, her eyes cold to the bone.

"No!" Qin Kai suddenly agreed, pulled out his spear, and raised his head to the sky and roared: "Great Yan!

Boom! More than a million knights pulled the reins, and the griffons roared and galloped out.

The two armies of Yan and Zhao were like a flood, and where they passed, the army gave way to the avenue, and the whole heaven and earth shook violently under the trampling of the iron horse.

Bang bang! The rocks rolled down, and the sword eyebrows of the sun were slightly raised, and they met the galloping iron cavalry figures, these iron cavalry were by no means comparable to the soldiers of the Great Qian.

"Yan Zhao Erguo finally couldn't help it and started to launch an offensive, cough cough!" Ri Gong's face became more and more pale, and these iron hooves seemed to step on his heart, "Next, these armies will be in charge of the Blood Prison Army!"

The melodious sound of the horn came out in the sword tomb, and the neat and loud sound of war drums slowly echoed.

The Sword Tomb, on top of the long bloody sand, countless corpses were piled up into a mountain, and above the corpses, there was a black army, the Blood Prison Army and the sergeants of the Huangfeng Empire.

Ye Wushuang was dressed in a green shirt and stood on top of a four-wheel drive chariot with his hands in his hands, and the four heavenly dragons pulled the chariot.

Ye Pojun and Ye Fanbai and other generals stood behind Ye Wushuang.

Countless eyes gathered at the end of the Sword Tomb, and the melodious sound of the horn echoed.

The feather fan waved down, pointing to the end of the sword tomb, and Ye Wushuang said solemnly: "Order, go out of the army!" (To be continued.) )