An army of nearly 30,000 people launched a suicidal charge against only one person, how spectacular, how tragic, with the pride of the Canglan Emperor, how could he watch his comrades die for himself?

But it was too late for him to stop.

For these 30,000 soldiers, Emperor Canglan must not die, at least not here, because he is the commander of the Xiao Yong Army, if he buries his bones here, then the Xiao Yong Army will be completely destroyed.

But for Emperor Canglan, how could he let others sacrifice in vain because of his cowardice and cowardice?

He had to do something instead of standing still and waiting for the judgment of fate.

A wisp of dark golden talent slowly rose from Canglan Emperor's body, becoming more and more prosperous, as if a layer of gorgeous and tough armor was covered in his body, hiding his snow-plum white robe deep in it, and he would never see it again.

He took off the purple gold crown on his head, let his long hair fall like a black waterfall, dancing wildly, his eyes were full of determination and death, but there was no more senseless pride.

He took a half-step forward, his gaze locked on Yi Weibo's body, as if only the two of them were left in this world.

He's ready to make a move.

But at this time, a general from Tianlan Kingdom had insight into Emperor Canglan's intentions in advance, and he grabbed Emperor Canglan's arm, and even though the golden talent was burning his palm, he never let go of half a minute.

"You can't go!"

Now in the army, only the former ministers of Tianlan Kingdom will call Emperor Canglan Xià, but Emperor Canglan was not moved at all, but persistently took another step forward.

"Please think twice! If you take this step. When you leave the mountain wall and walk in front of you, you have already put life and death on the line. Do you really want our sacrifice to be in vain?"

This loud shout seemed to sound a huge thunder in the world of the Canglan Emperor. Woke him up from an incomparably mysterious state, his eyes slightly confused.

At the same time, the indomitable momentum on his body also disappeared, and his breathing gradually calmed down, but the palm holding the purple gold emperor's crown was soaked with beads of sweat.

Then, he just stood in place, watching the purple and gold light on Yi Weibo's body collide with hundreds of soldiers.

The terrain of the Changqing Grand Canyon is very narrow, so the front of the 30,000-strong army is very long, and a flesh-and-blood wall of nearly 500 zhang has been built between Yi Weibo and Canglan Huang. If Yi Weibo wanted to kill the Canglan Emperor in one fell swoop, then he would need to cross the distance of five hundred zhang.

Moreover, these people who can still stay in the Evergreen Grand Canyon are all the elite of the Brave Army, and their ability to survive the onslaught of the Demon Army for three days and three nights is a very remarkable thing in itself.

If Xu Huanzhi wants to break the formation, the probability may be infinitely close to zero.

But now it's Everyber.

He is a saint, and Xu Huanzhi is not.

There are ants under the Holy Steps!

In the face of the charge of nearly 30,000 soldiers who were not afraid of death, Yi Weibo did not even blink his eyes, and he did not even use the poison hidden in his sleeve robe. Instead, it directly stimulates the golden talent in the body.

The golden flames shone on the earth like the scorching sun, lightly sprinkling on the bodies of the hundreds of people in front of them, reflecting a beautiful light from the armor. With a deadly splendor.

Immediately, the canyon filled with killing shouts suddenly became quiet for a moment, or rather. Weakened slightly, hundreds of brave soldiers turned into nothingness in that brilliant golden light. The hundreds of war texts that were originally inspired crumbled in the air, and they didn't even touch the corner of the old butler's clothes.

But at the same time. Although Yi Weibo's pace did not stop, his speed couldn't help but slow down by half a minute.

This shows that the sacrifice of those hundreds of soldiers is worth it!

It's a pity that in the chaos of the battle, not too many people noticed such details, but even the death of hundreds of people still did not make them cowardly, everyone kept charging forward, and when someone fell, someone immediately replenished it, and went forward one after another.

Everyone tried their best to convey the little talent left in their bodies, as if they were using this battle as their curtain call.

Seeing this scene, Yi Weibo finally raised his eyebrows slightly, because he didn't expect that human beings would become so fearless after a hundred years.

It was not the desire for victory, because they had already been defeated, nor the belief that Showald would be killed, because they could not kill him, their fearlessness, their sacrifice, their courage, all stemmed from a very simple reason.

Or rather, because of one person.

Canglan Emperor, Ji Nantian.

That is their manager, that is the hope of humanity for the future, and that is the key to victory in this holy war.

For the sake of their families, lovers, and friends, for the land where they were born and raised, for their motherland, and for all mankind, they are willing to exchange their lives for the hope of the Canglan Emperor to live!

Everyberth knew he had to give it his all.

Therefore, in the golden brilliance he sprinkled, some mottled colors were slowly mixed in, and as the mountain wind blew towards the army of 30,000 people, one after another soldiers fell down like ears of wheat, and immediately revealed a passage about a zhang wide in front of Yi Weibo's body!

However, before Iweibo could rush through it, a new force filled the gap, leaving him struggling once again and besieged.

"Damn it!"

Yi Weibo scolded secretly, he is the old butler of the demon clan, his strength is so strong, the world is unpredictable, if it is placed at other times, if he wants to kill these 30,000 soldiers, it is just a simple thing, but it takes time.

And what is lacking now is precisely time, because under this repeated delay, someone has already been killed from the oblique stab.

For the first time, Yi Weibo had to stop moving forward and turn around to meet the enemy.

What can make him so jealous can only be the Holy Order, the Holy Order of the human race.

The person who came was Ouyang Xiu.

As the strongest Holy Order in the Evergreen Grand Canyon today. Ouyang Xiu didn't choose to drag Yi Weibo at the first time, because the emperor made the first move. Therefore, Ouyang Xiu could only choose the Five Priest Heart Flower as the target of the attack.

However, Xinhua's strength is not weak. At least Ouyang Xiu couldn't take too much advantage in a short period of time, so the battle between the two showed anxiety from the beginning, and at this moment, Ouyang Xiu heard a long howl from the emperor.

So he simply retreated from the battle.

Ouyang Xiu wanted to kill Xinhua as quickly as possible, but he couldn't do it, and similarly, when Ouyang Xiu wanted to leave, Xinhua wanted to stop him, but he couldn't.

And Ouyang Xiu is the closest person to Yi Weibo. Naturally, he was the first to arrive.

"Zun Qian intends to say the return date, but before he speaks, Chunrong swallows miserably.

Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon.

Leave the song and don't renovate it, a song can teach the intestines.

You have to look at all the flowers in Los Angeles, and it is easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze. ”

Ouyang Xiu is known as the saint of literature, and what he is best at is naturally the way of writing, but at the same time, his attainments in poetry are also very high, and at this time, in order to grab time. He did not sacrifice his most powerful war poem, but chose a war poem that inspired the shortest time.

Name: Yulou Chun.

This is a love poem, but if Ouyang Xiu wants to, he can also turn it into a lethal weapon.

The poems are out. There are flowers falling in the air, and the pale pink petals seem to be weak, but they hide a terrifying killing intent under the beautiful appearance. The petals floated in front of Iwipo and sprinkled on his robe. Immediately smashing one of his sleeved robes to pieces, silently.

Even if it's the golden barrier outside of Ivy Po's body. It is impossible to stop the invasion of the petals, because if you only look at it from the literary position, Yi Weibo is only a half-saint, and Ouyang Xiu is a saint.

Fighting with the power of Wendao, Yiweibo is not superior.

So in the next moment, Yi Weibo gently raised his hands, and a faint ethereal green smoke rose immediately, enveloping the petals, causing the flowers to fade and white rapidly, and all of them withered, and in the blink of an eye, they were wiped out and never seen again.

And that's just the beginning.

How could it be so simple to collide head-on with the power of the Holy Order?

In an instant, the mountain walls on both sides began to collapse rapidly, and the nearly 30,000 troops that had been piled up in front of Yi Weibo suddenly became extremely chaotic.

Immediately afterwards, the moonlight in the sky was flourishing, and the cold moonlight shrouded the top of Yi Weibo's head, and the halo spread rapidly, like a cold and awe-inspiring cage, making it difficult for Yi Weibo to move an inch.

However, in this regard, Yi Weibo just smiled indifferently, he turned his head, looked at the army formation in front of him, which had already killed and wounded, and said, "I have you to thank you." ”

With that, Yi Weibo stepped lightly on the surface of his feet, and a white mist spread out outside his body, like a dark cloud, gently covering the moonlight, and then the strong wind outside his body galloped, and in the blink of an eye, he swept forward!

Ouyang Xiu's eyes froze, and he was about to make another move, but he saw a waterfall suddenly fall from the top of his head, and the water splash was like a swimming dragon with a long tail, stretching out a pair of sharp claws, and shooting straight towards Ouyang Xiu.

The five priests arrived in a hurry.

In desperation, Ouyang Xiu could only withdraw to defend himself, and could only watch Ouyang Xiu leave from under his nose.

However, Ouyang Xiu had only advanced a hundred zhang in the end, and he had to pause again because a sword appeared in front of him.

Although this sword is not as famous as the Three Calamities of Karma and Fire, Lethe, and it has not ranked in the top ten of the former god soldier list, it is really extraordinary, two feet eight inches long, looking down at the sword body, like climbing a high mountain and looking down at the abyss, ethereal and profound, as if there is a giant dragon lying down, and there are seven cold rays on it as bright as stars, dazzling and scorching.

This sword is called the Seven Star Dragon Yuan, and it is also the sword of the dean of the Wushuang Academy, the Rainbow Saint Nangong Sheng.

In the history of mankind for more than 100 years, when it comes to swords, the first thing that comes to people's minds is naturally the Sword Saint Duanyue, followed by Yasheng Yanbei, and as for Nangong Sheng, it is rarely mentioned.

This is the sadness of his birth in this era, and it is also the biggest knot in his life.

Because he has been living in the shadow of Duan Yue and Yanbei.

The academy he guarded was called Wushuang, but his swordsmanship had never reached the realm of Wushuang.

More than a hundred years ago, his swordsmanship ranked second.

More than a hundred years later, even though Duan Yue had fallen, he was still only the second-ranked swordsman.

I have never had the opportunity to get my hands on the number one name.

Therefore, when the second holy war broke out this time, Nangong Sheng did not join the Shengwu Army that was more suitable for him, but chose the brave army led by Emperor Canglan, because he did not want to continue to live in the shadow of Yanbei.

But this does not mean that Nangong Sheng's sword is not strong.

Being second in the world is a remarkable thing in itself.

Although he did not have the Bright Sword Battle Banner in his hand, which represented the heroic Bright Sword Battle Banner, his sword was also very brave and very upright.

Because the Seven Star Dragon Yuan is a sword of integrity and nobility.

In the face of Nangong Sheng's sword, Yi Weibo stood still, but he did not retreat, because he could feel that his body had been firmly locked by the opponent's sword qi, and more importantly, he didn't want to give up his initial goal because of this sword.

So he stretched forward with one hand, grasped it lightly, and in an instant, a long sword that looked like it was condensed from smoke appeared in his palm, fluttering and shapeless.

This is a false sword, but also a poisonous sword.

Yi Weibo raised his sword and raised his eyebrows, and the golden talent on his body was half a point stronger again, and then he stabbed at Nangong Sheng!

The demon people have high achievements in literature and martial arts, Yi Weibo, as an old butler of the demon clan, naturally knows the sword very well, although the sword in his hand is not real, but it has firmly taken over Nangong Sheng's seven-star dragon yuan!

His swordsmanship was not as good as Nangong Sheng's, but the poisonous sword in his hand was enough to cover up the seven points of starlight.

It's just the first time he fights, Nangong Sheng immediately felt that his wrist was numb, it was not from the collision of the blade, but because Yi Weibo's poison invaded his body in an instant!

As a result, Nangong Sheng's sword hand began to tremble violently, and the cold glow on the Seven Star Dragon Yuan immediately became extremely dim, and a trace of heavy fishy sweetness suddenly surged up Nangong Sheng's throat, making him hesitate.

Nangong Sheng didn't dare to slack off, and immediately drew his sword to hold the defensive position, waiting to buffer, however, Yi Wei Bozhi was not in him, and he had no intention of taking advantage of the situation to attack, but his clothes fluttered, passed by Nangong Sheng, and continued to sweep forward!

Seeing this, Nangong Sheng immediately clenched the Seven Star Long Yuan in his hand, stepped on the surface of his feet a few steps, bowed down, and stabbed out a sword aura towards Yi Weibo's back heart.

It's a pity that at the same time, a long flag waving in the wind appeared in time, and with a light roll, it brought the wisp of purple-gold sword qi to the side, and immediately cut off the heads of hundreds of brave soldiers.

Not only that, as soon as Hua Wujie appeared, he used the corpses of all the soldiers to spread an extremely ruthless blood array at Nangong Sheng's feet, Nangong Sheng was in the array, and he could no longer see where Yi Weibo was in front of him, but instead it was a picture like hell.

The boundless sea of corpses, blood waves, and endless wails and screams seemed to completely isolate Nangong Sheng in another world.

Yi Weibo got rid of Nangong Sheng by this way, and he was two hundred zhang away from Emperor Canglan, but at the same time, two holy steps appeared in front of him again.

The emperor has already arrived first, and he came to the Canglan Emperor earlier than Yi Weibo, in addition, there is also Mo Shengyan Zhenqing!

At this moment, these two human saints raised the ink pen in their hands at the same time, one was painting, the other was writing, and the path of the holy steps that complemented each other enveloped the entire Evergreen Grand Canyon, and the purple gold brilliance that was more brilliant than the scorching sun rose to the sky, shining on the world.

The double pen is like a knife, and the blood is high!

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PS: Today is the last day of August.,Thank you for the monthly ticket.,It's a pity that the book that was expected to end this month didn't come true.,Judging from the progress.,There's about ten days and a half a month left.,It's okay.,Let's try to write the ending better.,Let you be satisfied.。

In addition, this chapter is a 4,000-word chapter, so this chapter is for now. (To be continued......)