At the head of Nanjing City, Zhao Yun raised his hand and threw the spear in his hand, and in the next second, he flew out, and the spear on his feet was like an immortal, breaking through the air.

On the city wall, countless Qingjun looked at this scene without blinking, their eyes full of shock and excitement.

The horror that had just been shocked by the sword momentum dissipated in the blink of an eye.

I don't know who shouted: "General Zhao Wansheng!"

In the next second, hundreds or even thousands of cheers rang out at the same time.

"General Zhao wins!"

Under the city of Nanjing, Si Gu Jian's face was cold, and he said coldly: "I don't know what it is!"

When the words fell, he pointed like a sword, and between the ups and downs, the long sword on his waist followed his movements, and under the attachment of true qi and extremely powerful killing intent, it suddenly stabbed Zhao Yun who stepped into the air.

The sword pierced the air, tearing apart everything that could exist, and with a terrifying killing intent it threatened to destroy everything in its path.

The countless Qing soldiers on the city wall of Nanjing City not far away just looked at this sword, and they all had a sense of fear trembling and their hearts were shaking.

In a trance, they seemed to vaguely see the image of the pile of corpses emerging in front of them.

Zhao Yun's face remained unchanged, he suddenly stepped down, a huge force exploded, and the spear under his feet suddenly shot out like a poisonous snake that had been ready to attack for a long time.

With a clang, the spears and swords intersected, and each flew back into the hands of its owner.

In the next second, the two of them held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, frantically fighting one after another in mid-air.

The shadow of the gun and the shadow of the sword joined together, and the two almost comparable terrifying killing intent were violently intertwined, and one after another the energy dispersed and exploded, knocking the ground out of terrifying pits.

At this moment, the Sigu Sword suddenly roared, and a boiling sword momentum and killing intent rushed into the sky.

On the city wall of Nanjing, many Qing soldiers fell to the ground in a pale coma.

However, at this moment, no one cared about them, let alone Si Gu Jian.

In the roar, he stabbed out with a sword, regardless of the front and back, he moved forward, and the endless killing intent and violent aura were all contained in this sword.

Sigu Jian knew very well that if he wanted to keep Dongyi, Northern Qi would not be fine, and Zhao Yun would have to die.

Otherwise, under the imbalance of power, neither the Northern Qi nor the Eastern Yi will be able to escape the situation of annihilation.

Therefore, after perceiving Zhao Yun's difficulty, he almost did not hesitate to choose to fight hard.

So there is the pinnacle sword of his life so far.

This is a sword condensed by his life, spirit, and faith, and the horror almost faintly affects the changes in the heavens.

There are dark clouds condensing rapidly in the sky, thunder exploding, and there is an endless hell in the sky and on the ground.

On the wall of Nanjing City, Qin Ye didn't know when he came here, and when he saw the sword of the Sigu Sword, he looked extremely shocked.

With such a sword of heavenly might, I am afraid that no one in the whole world can stop it.

Zhao Yun's complexion also changed slightly.

What a strong swordsman.

What a strong sword.

In this sword, he felt a strong aura of death.

He had to admit that with his strength as a new Grand Master, he couldn't stop this sword that could almost be called a sword against the sky.

And at the same time, Kuhe couldn't hold back his shot.

Such a good opportunity, even if Si Gu Jian almost had the certainty of a lore, he did not hesitate to add an insurance.

After all, this is a major matter related to the life and death of Northern Qi.

His figure disappeared in place, and in the next second, he reached Zhao Yun's side, raising his hand and flicking it, like a breeze blowing on the mountain, gentle and natural, but the heaven and earth seemed to be frozen under his hands, and a terrifying power of heaven and earth surged down in peace.

With a sword and a flick, the two strongest men at the peak of the world besieged it, and no one can withstand such treatment.

This is a desperate game, and it is also a self-saving move by Kuhe and Sigu Sword.

Only Zhao Yun died, Northern Qi

Under the cooperation with Dongyi, he can continue to maintain a certain balance with Nanqing.

in order to be able to maintain the situation of three points in the world.

Seeing this scene, the Qing army on the city wall, including Qin Ye, all had heavy faces.

If Zhao Yun dies, Kuhe and Sigu Sword join forces, and this Nanjing City is destined to change hands again.

In the face of two great masters who can break through the city at any time, no matter how strong the city is, it is meaningless.

Although Qin Ye was very jealous of Zhao Yun, he didn't want Zhao Yun to die here like this, after all, if Nanjing City was lost from him, it would be enough to lose his official position and dismiss his lord, and even destroy his family.

However, in the battle between the great masters, where can others intervene?

Even if Qin Ye himself dared to participate, at most two moves, he would definitely die tragically on the spot.

However, at this moment, a calm and thick voice suddenly sounded.

"Cloud!"

In an instant, wisps of qi seemed to float in the sky, rolling up an astonishing gust of wind, which was pervasive and entangled around Sigu Sword and Kuhe.

Unexpectedly, the terrifying sword and heavenly power of the two of them were weakened by three points.

Naturally, it was Ye Liuyun, who was also a great grandmaster, who could do this.

He came suddenly, raised his hand, and soothed a bit of the fierceness of the Sigu Sword and the bitter lotus with endless tenderness.

At this moment, Zhao Yun was sure that he would not die under the hands of the Sigu Sword and fight against the bitter lotus.

However, this is a one-on-one situation.

The reality is that although the combination of Kuhe and Sigu Sword was forcibly weakened by Ye Liuyun with Liuyun's scattered hands, it was still not something he could stop alone.

However, at the same time, Li Chengqian, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Sigu Sword and Bitter Lotus have joined forces, and they are really strong."

Especially the Sigu Sword, the terrifying killing intent, even when he "looked" from afar, he was faintly cold.

is worthy of being a ruthless person who can kill his entire clan.

Even if he was there in person, before he comprehended the sword to open the gate of heaven, he was not sure that he would be able to retreat under the sword of the Sigu sword.

As soon as his mind moved, the vast true qi in his body instantly dissipated, and at the same time, thousands of miles away, Zhao Yun, who was facing the joint attack of Sigu Sword and Bitter Lotus, suddenly burst out with an extremely terrifying aura.

This aura was so strong that it almost touched the limit of the Great Grandmaster.

Zhao Yun shot out, and an almost visible shadow of a black snake on the body of the gun roared out.

Rumble!

The incomparably astonishing qi erupted in all directions, and the ground within a radius of 100 meters suddenly cracked and collapsed.

The smoke and dust were everywhere, enveloping the figures of the four people, and on the city wall, countless people stared at the bottom, their hearts almost tense to the extreme.

Who won?

Soon, the smoke and dust cleared, and Zhao Yun and Ye Liuyun stood under the city wall, looking fine.

More than ten meters away on the opposite side, Si Gu Jian and Ku He's faces were faintly red, staring at Zhao Yun in disbelief.

What's the deal with that sudden outburst?

(End of chapter)