"This!"

In the crowd, Sword Thirteen was frightened, and he couldn't help but take a step forward. Looking at the sword on his waist again, it was clear that he did not have the slightest intention of drawing the sword, but this famous sword that had created a great reputation in the rivers and lakes seemed to sense the sword intent in the air, and he actually had an uncontrollable feeling of eagerness, trembling and whispering in the scabbard, as an echo!

Bai Song didn't know what changes had taken place in the dark, the same moves, the same movements, the sword in his hand was replaced by a knife, and the momentum was completely different.

A knife fell, the wind passed through the strong grass, the sky moved clouds, and the internal force that came out with the knife was no longer an invisible power, but a vast illusion, the mountains roared and the tsunami, changing shapes, and shrouded towards the prince of Jieli.

The turf on the ground rolled upside down, the dirt flew wildly, and the surrounding spectators quickly retreated, leaving only Prince Jieli alone to block the shocking sword.

Prince Jieli had never seen such a spectacle in his life, the invisible qi transformed into a torrent, and then into a tsunami, changing like thousands of troops and horses, and like the top of a mountain, before the strength of the energy arrived, he already felt the suffocating pressure.

And at this moment, Prince Jieli can't avoid it!

"I am the first warrior of the Turks!"

Prince Jieli let out a hoarse roar, and in the face of the strength of a torrent, he actually plunged his scimitar into the soil, wrapped his hands around his chest, his whole body was bruised, and his restrained muscles instantly expanded......

At the same time, the energy surged.

There was no sound, but everyone felt a slight shock on the ground, and the strange shadows transformed by the power of Bai Song's sword disappeared in an instant when it hit the body of Prince Jieli.

Prince Jieli took a step back, his right foot digging deep into the earth, but his body didn't seem to hurt much.

"Hahaha...... I'm invulnerable, ...... of your little insect carving skills" Prince Jieli was proud, his expression suddenly changed slightly, his body sank slightly, and the corners of his mouth also spilled blood.

"Idiot!" Jian Thirteen sneered and explained to Qing'er softly, "The physical strength of the Turks is unparalleled in the world, but the attack of the sword qi is not only externalized, but also seriously injures the inner mansion. The Turks continued to work hard, and Bai Song's move had made him lose his chance of winning. ”

Qing'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and Ren couldn't believe it: "Bai Gongzi...... Did he win? ”

Jian Thirteen nodded solemnly: "Win." ”

As he spoke, he looked at his sword again, and slowly frowned.

Obviously using a knife, why was that knife shot actually a sword intent, what move did this kid understand?

At this moment, Bai Song didn't care about Prince Jieli's words at all, he was in a wonderful perception at this moment.

The momentum of the knife was like a rainbow, and the anger and pain seemed to have found an outlet, and after the knife, it was indescribably hearty, and the whole body was transparent, and I didn't think about it immediately, and it was a knife sweep!

The second knife, the true qi turned into a knife shadow, and before Prince Jieli could react, the true qi hit his arms again, and the whole person was blown away like a cannonball, and his mouth was already bright red in the air.

The Turks were as pale as the earth, their first warrior was powerless in front of the entire Han Chinese, and the moves that could not be explained by common sense were like gods.

Fortunately, Prince Jieli's body is strong enough, and even then he can still breathe.

Twenty meters away by the lake, Prince Jieli staggered up, after these two knives, all the arrogance was crushed, between life and death, he knelt on the ground with the last trace of strength and shouted three words: "I admit defeat!" ”

"Throw in the towel!"

"The prince has thrown in the towel!"

Dull crowd. The three words in the prince's mouth were like a drop of water dripping into a pot of oil, and they boiled instantly.

The prince admits defeat!

The first Turkic warrior admits defeat!

This is a result that no one ever thought about.

But this is also an acceptable result.

Everyone has witnessed that even if they don't admit defeat, in the end, it will be a life and death end.

Discussions abound, and today's war will inevitably affect the power structure of the entire Turkic tribe.

In the future, won't the Jieli tribe become vassals of the Aji tribe?

The Turks talked a lot, but as the winner of the duel, Bai Song was still silent in his own artistic conception.

Bai Song looked at the scimitar in his hand, he always had a feeling of being able to retract and release it freely, and the true qi of the two knives exploded, which made him more confident.

Bai Song's ears did not have Prince Jieli's plea for mercy, nor did he talk about the Turks, only the voice in his heart echoed.

"I understand, the so-called false moves and real moves, but from hesitation to self-confidence change, only by firmly believing in their own moves, can burst out of the real power, the more belief, the greater the power! Possible...... This trick should be called-

How bold man is, how fruitful is the earth! ”

"I have a knife that can cut the rivers and seas!"

In the middle of the noisy crowd, Bai Song suddenly burst out with a roar, holding a knife in one hand, jumped high, and slashed firmly in the direction of Prince Jieli!

In an instant, the wind was blowing by the lake, and the clouds were swirling.

Bai Song's body was boiling, and even his blood was boiling.

He fell, and the grass sank down beneath his feet, and the ground exploded into a deep pit, and the invisible blade cut a sharp line through the grass, and all the grass clippings and dirt along the way swept into the air and turned into dust, and then stretched straight towards Prince Jieli.

Prince Jieli's face was like ashes, and the power of the knife was so powerful that he couldn't even stand up.

The knife was invisible, but the crack in the ground flashed like lightning, and it was in front of him in an instant.

Knowing that he was dead, Prince Jieli closed his eyes weakly.

But the blade sliced across the ground and left a cut in Prince Jieli's side, grazing his body past and falling into the Qujiang Pond behind him.

The ground on Quchifang shook, and hundreds of people stopped and looked around, only those who were guarding the Qujiang Pond pointed to the sky and were speechless.

On the seventh day of the eighth month, the water of Qujiang Lake in Chang'an is reversed, sucked into the clouds, and there seems to be an invisible lake swallowed by a large mouth above the sky!

"The water is broken!"

I don't know who was pointing and shouting under the lake, but in an instant they were drowned in the sound of the vast water.

No one would believe such a thing, how could the lake be broken?

Only the sky-high water column hung upside down in the air, forming a huge storm, which is a once-in-a-century spectacle.

The rewinding storm swept across the heavens and the earth, and was clearly visible even inside the palace.

The man who was reviewing the folds put away his pen, moved quickly outside the palace, pointed to the strange scene in the southeast, and asked: "Born with a vision, is it a blessing or a curse?!" ”

The eldest grandson Wuji beside him stroked his beard and shook his head with a smile, thinking that he had seen through everything: "Your Majesty, don't panic, this is not a vision of heaven and earth, people born on the seaside often see it, whenever there is a storm, there is often this storm on the sea, commonly known as the dragon absorbing water, as a kind of weather." ”

"Dragons suck water?" Li Shimin wrinkled his eyebrows and groaned, "The size of heaven and earth is really amazing." ”

"Ruochen's expectation is right, this storm has dispersed, and there will be another rainstorm in Chang'an."

As soon as the eldest grandson Wuji's words fell, a thunderclap exploded in the clouds, and the sunny sky changed abruptly, Chang'an was instantly shrouded in clouds, and raindrops fell at the feet of the two.

The two outside the palace looked at each other and smiled, and then glanced at the sky.

Li Shimin patted Changsun Wuji on the shoulder: "Draw up an official document for me, send it to all parts of Beijing, don't talk too much about the dragon absorbing water, and explain that it is a normal climate phenomenon by the way." ”

……

The rain came, and the water was quiet.

The more than 2,000 Turks who stopped at the lake could not move an inch for a long time, as if they had forgotten to breathe.

A knife cuts off the water, the world changes, this is within the reach of manpower?

However, they witnessed it with their own eyes, and they clearly saw the moment when the lake was cut off, although only for a moment, but it was also a real moment.

The wonder of the dragon absorbing water is indescribable, and the scene of this knife breaking the water is even more shocking.

Qing'er swallowed her saliva and glanced back at Jian Thirteen: "You say...... You say he can break the river and break the sea...... He...... And he really did. ”

Jian Thirteen didn't speak, thinking back to the feeling he had never had today since he left the school, and when the knife broke the water, he actually had a feeling of chill in his back.

Looking at Bai Song's back again, it is no longer possible to imagine this person's achievements in the future.

Everyone witnessed this scene, but Bai Song himself didn't see it.

With that knife, all the power in the body surged out as if it had found an outlet, and with a knife shot, the force was instantly lost, and the wound on the waist began to attack, and the person had fainted on the grass.

……

Bai Song woke up and found himself lying on the bed, with a faint pain in the wound on his waist, and Ah Ling was guarding him.

The girl lay on the edge of the table and fell asleep, not noticing that Bai Song had woken up.

"Ahem......" Bai Song coughed lightly.

Ah Ling was startled and hurried to the bedside: "Patriarch, you finally woke up!" ”

"When?" Bai Song asked weakly.

"It's been three shifts, patriarch, you've been in a coma for a whole day."

Bai Song shifted his body and sat up hard.

"Patriarch, you ......"

Bai Song waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, and then leaned back on the bed and rubbed his cheeks, which were a little sore.

"Is Prince Jieli dead?"

"No, the patriarch's last knife didn't hit him."

"That's fine, I didn't think about taking his life in the first place."

"The patriarch wins the duel, and according to the agreement, Prince Jieli will lead the people to submit to the patriarch."

"Heh......" the corners of Bai Song's mouth raised slightly, "Surrender?" They also expressed their submission to the Tang Emperor, do you see that they are really surrendering to the Tang Dynasty now? ”

Ah Ling didn't speak, just frowned slightly.

"Winning a duel is just the first step, and then you should know how to do it."

Ah Ling got up: "Do you want to go now?" ”

Bai Song nodded.

"But the patriarch's body."

"Go ahead, this little injury is nothing."

Ah Ling took the order to leave, went to a place where no one was and quietly brought a pen and paper.

Half an hour later, a letter was delivered to Prince Jieli.

In today's battle, Prince Jieli has lost confidence, he knows that he can't win Bai Song no matter what, maybe there is only one way to abide by the gambling contract in front of him, and he may still think that when he has a chance one day, it will not be too late to take revenge.

But there was an extra letter in front of him, but it gave him a different choice.

No matter how powerful a person is, after all, he is a mortal in the flesh, and he can't resist poison.