In a blink of an eye, the three images returned to one.

The red velvet all over the ground and the huge, pale palms full of eyeballs appeared at the same time to crush a coastal city on the west coast.

The spreading red velvet soon burrowed into the ground and merged into this world, turning into the transcendent essentia of this world's new life.

Emperor Guan held the Guan knife in his hand, rode the crimson divine dragon, descended from the sky, and slashed at the pale palm.

This knife seems to be only ferocious and aggressive, but in fact, it has blocked the space and fixed the result.

Before the blade arrived, the ending of being cut off by a knife has long been fixed.

The knife that broke through time and space and fixed the ending was extremely amazing, Yue Buqun also admired it from afar, and learned a lot in this knife.

But in the center of the pale palm, a bleak eyeball opened.

The eyeballs stared at Emperor Guan, and Emperor Guan's ferocious knife violently deviated from the trajectory that should have been errorless, and slashed towards the city, about to cut off the vitality of many people.

Even these people, because they witnessed the appearance of pale palms and were affected by the red velvet, were already crazy.

Emperor Guan still did not choose to sacrifice their lives.

Riding the dragon, he twisted in the air and further took the initiative to deflect the knife, allowing the sword light to cut through the sky, tearing out another narrow scar from the already scarred sky.

In just this battle, Yue Buqun knew that it was not the Martial De Xingjun Taici who had become the only loser of his own side among the three battlefields.

But this pale palm is too strong, and his authority seems to be related to fate, which can directly reverse the fate of one's own misfortune, or place one's misfortune on others.

The red dragon turned into a horse, Emperor Guan rode the dragon horse of the divine horse, dragging the green dragon glaive knife, and his eyes, which were originally slightly squinted, widened in vain.

Guan Gong doesn't open his eyes, he wants to kill when he opens his eyes.

The majestic but not ferocious murderous machine, like the substance, flowed between heaven and earth, forming an invisible high wall.

The polluting aura released from the pale palm was blocked within the high wall.

Yue Buqun raised his sword and strolled to the side.

It's just a sweep, and it doesn't interfere with this battle.

Emperor Guan was extremely arrogant, except for when he was in the world, he had joined forces with his righteous brothers to fight against Lu Bu, and there was no record of joining forces with others to fight in the battle array.

To put it more concretely, arrogance and righteousness are themselves part of Emperor Guan's godhead.

Yue Buqun had to intervene in it, not necessarily to help.

On the contrary, it is possible to destroy Emperor Guan's aura and make his strength shrink to a certain extent.

Of course... There is one exception.

The red dragon horse knocked on the horse's hooves, and suddenly stepped forward, and had already teleported behind Emperor Guan to the pale palm.

The green dragon coiled on the big knife suddenly poked out his head and opened his huge mouth, with the appearance of swallowing the sky and serving the moon, with this knife, the movement of Zhou Tian's stars and all kinds of meteorology has changed in the trajectory.

This is enough to cut off fate.

When everything is reversed, why does fate stand still?

When the edge of the sword light makes everything tremble, the fate is also in jeopardy.

The aura of incomparable and devastating came from behind the pale giant hand, and he had to bend his fingers and close most of his eyeballs, as if he had chosen to avoid it.

Airplanes!

The invisible friction in the air turns into a tangible sonic boom.

With the plucking of fingers.

In the middle of fate, two figures were tripped up.

The figures of Emperor Zhaolie and Marquis Huan were bound by pale fate at the same time, like hostages, bound to the front.

They are reborn from death, their souls bound to pale bodies, like stick figures that only depict appearances without adding color.

Emperor Guan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the knife slashed more fiercely and fiercely.

The pale palm touched his scales.

Guan Yu was only a god many years after his death, so when he accumulated meritorious deeds in the heavenly court and achieved extraordinary achievements, the eldest brother and the third brother had already been reincarnated many times, and it was already inappropriate to chase after him, and he still needed to find an opportunity to extradite again.

The unknown god played with people's hearts and played with fate, which really angered Emperor Guan.

But this knife finally stopped.

Within inches of the two figures, Guan Di Lema stopped.

How could he not recognize the two figures, whether they were real or fake?

The incomparable edge of that knife condensed only cut some silk threads.

But the silk net of fate is simply inexhaustible.

Emperor Guan's knife only won a very short period of freedom for the two righteous brothers.

"Second brother! Don't hesitate and swing your sword. Zhang Yide, who had regained his freedom, shouted loudly.

Liu Bei picked up the long sword in his hand and wanted to kiss his neck, without the slightest hesitation.

They were dragged out of the long river of history, and although they didn't understand what the situation in front of them was, they knew that they were already dragged down, and they could never become Guan Yu's weakness.

It is said that Guan Yu does not live up to his brother, how can his brother fail him?

Loyalty is by no means the loyalty of one person, and anyone who uses these two words to coerce and subordinate is just living up to these two words.

At this moment, Yue Buqun moved.

Through the ghost, invite the spirit, summon the soul to possess the body.

The heroic spirits of Liu and Zhang, under the guidance of the sun god's light, broke away from the physical body under the control of the pale hand and threw themselves into Yue Buqun's body.

The threads of the flesh have not yet climbed to the soul.

The bright light of the sun blocked the approach of fate.

The high wall composed of infinite building blocks surrounded the two souls, neither allowing them to be disturbed by the thread of fate, nor really getting close to Yue Buqun's Divine Consciousness Tree and Soul.

Avoid appearing, he is the real target.

With a shake of his body, he showed three heads and six arms.

Liu Bei and Zhang Fei merged with Yue Buqun in a special way at the same time.

Liu Bei was holding a double-strand male and female sword, and Zhang Fei was holding a Zhangba snake spear, all glaring at the pale hand.

"Second Brother Guan! Can I help? Yue Buqun shouted loudly.

Emperor Guan bowed his head slightly, and then said, "Keep up!" ”

After saying that, the horse went straight forward, and the sword flashed again, but it was slashed one after another, and even the trajectory of fate was temporarily broken around first.

Accompanied by the eruption of three clusters of light brushes.

The three figures were torn together.

Then gradually fight into the void.

On the pale palms, all the eyeballs opened.

Then fate turned into a pale torrent, washing over Guan and Yue.

The giant palm obscured the normal trajectory of fate and was pushing their lives to a bleak end.

Yue Buqun released his divine light, controlled his sword qi, and swayed it one after another.

Liu and Zhang are not burdensome, after borrowing Yue Buqun's divine power, they have their own use, and they also help Yue Buqun resist the torrent.

Guan Yu rode a dragon horse and shuttled quickly through the torrent.

Eight places in a row, wielding knives everywhere.

Eight sword lights, turned into a match, running through the east, west, north and south, up and down, left and right, and then connected into a piece.

The sword light surged, converging in the pale palm.

It's like folding this originally complex three-dimensional and collapsing it into a plane.

Yue Buqun took advantage of the situation to move the sword, and the breath of time and space was imprinted in the shadow of the sword, tearing apart the tide of fate and going upstream.

Swords strike together, slash through fate, and face the giant palm!

Face the paleness.

(End of chapter)