Jia Ku lowered his head and clenched the jade bottle in his hand, feeling heavy, this is hope, his sister's hope.

"Thank you, Lord Longne!"

"Well, get ready, take the Liuyun team to disperse the torrent at night, and after waiting for so long, it's a little too much to say if you don't move. ”

Xiangyun Gong raised his head and stared at the map of the Qin-Chu border, making no secret of his ambitions.

Changshan City, Yuanxia Pass, Xianyang ......

Lu Zhi is dead, Sanhua Gong is dead, and there is still one Yan Beihan left, but don't worry, this Yuanxia Pass is where he is buried.

It's so chaotic on the battlefield, it's normal to be killed by a dark arrow, isn't it?

Jia bowed bitterly, walked to the door and turned back, looking at the corner of the border of the Qin State, as if he was examining something.

"If you can't see clearly, you can get closer, it's okay. ”

Xiangyun Gong picked up the book, and the title of the book flashed in the dim light, and it was Ziyou's polemic!

Jia Ku took a few steps forward, stared at the southeast corner carefully for a long time, and then said after hesitation: "If it is right, there is a beast king from the self-perched star forest here, he has been expelled, and he can't go back." ”

A gleam flashed in Xiangyungong's eyes, he put down the book in his hand and looked at the southeast corner of the border of the Qin State.

The beast king can dominate all beasts, if there is really a beast king there, no matter how clever Ziyou's strategy is, it will not help, the absolute strength is crushed, and it is only a matter of time before he kills Xianyang!

"How long?"

"Five years, I saw it five years ago when I was looking for medicine for my sister, a golden retriever tiger king, very strong, it must be difficult to control!"

"Will he leave? It's been five years, and there's too much to change. ”

"No, that's the closest place to the Qixing Forest, he can't let go of his hometown, as long as he doesn't die, he won't leave!"

Jia Ku shook his head, his eyes unusually determined.

The Tiger King is a beast, not a demon, with the possibility of taming, if it is successfully tamed, what he gets is an army composed of endless spirit beasts, unless the Qin army is a cultivator, it will definitely be defeated.

"You take the Silver Sable team on a trip, take my talisman, and I'll take action myself when I find him!"

Xiangyun Gong threw away the book in his hand, happily climbed the mountain and raised his eyebrows, looked at the rolling water, and smiled with God's help.

The next day, the Weishui water dispersed, and the Six-Nation Coalition Army started again, according to the plan, the troops were divided into three routes, all the way to the southeast, all the way to the southwest.

Outside Changshan City, the hundred-meter city wall was flattened by corpses, and the shouts of killing were like thunder.

The most brutal battlefield center is the veteran in armor and fights with his sword, the surrounding sergeants fall one by one, the war drums stop, and the battle flag falls.

Changshan City, which had been strong in the tide for three days and three nights, was broken, and the Yanzhao coalition army poured into the city like water, and the veteran with bright red swords flashing and stabbing was a little unable to open his eyes.

The soldiers were separated from the left and right, the strong archer Ge Yao pointed at the veteran, and the Yan general Zhao Wu jumped off the white horse, drew his sword out of the sheath, and the autumn water-like sword edge swallowed the frost, looking at the panting veteran, and admired it in his heart.

This battle lasted for three days and three nights, nearly 10,000 dead and wounded, and the coalition forces took turns to rest, but this veteran did not rest for a moment, from the beginning of the battle to the present, every drop of blood flowed into this land, and no one did not admire such a general.

The blade of the sword moved slightly, Zhao Wu missed his head, he couldn't bear to look at the bloodstained face, his lips opened, and he still said the request that was destined to be rejected.

"Old general, come down!"

Wang Luo's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, he was not angry but dangerous, and he suddenly got up, causing the surrounding sergeants to be shocked.

The bright red long sword was slowly raised, Wang Luo stared at Zhao Wu, and said word by word: "Twenty years younger, I can delay it for another three days!"

Zhao Wu nodded, the corners of his eyes were slightly sour, and there were tears.

The black clouds covered the sun, Zhao Wu strode forward, raised his long sword, and said in a loud voice: "General Zhao Wu, send the old general, go all the way!"

The sword was shocked, the long sword that Wang Luo tried his best to resist was knocked away, the frost blade pierced his chest, the poignant flowers bloomed, the old general fell weakly, looked at the lightless Haori, and whispered: "Can you still eat?......?"

Zhao Wu let go of the long sword in his hand, his palm trembled and closed the veteran's unblinding eyes, and the bright red cloak was wrapped around the old general.

Heroes are in the twilight, and the world is the saddest!

Quietly wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Zhao Wu picked up Wang Luo's long sword, which would be his greatest collection.

The city was broken, Yan Zhao's army marched again, and finally looked at the ruined city, and Zhao Wu's idea of ending the war became more and more urgent.

There are enough people who have died, and this damn world should also come to an end.

In the mountains, the battle between Luoyang and the Son of Heaven finally came to an end.

The bowstring was like a thunderbolt, the light and shadow of the twenty-four solar terms had not yet fallen, and one hundred and eight meteors were all over the sky.

Luoyang dodged the arrows in embarrassment, the light and shadow of the master's fall kept flashing in his heart, the heavenly sword dance was getting faster and faster, the sword light gradually blurred the void, and the Eastern Emperor Liuli was overwhelmed.

Nan Nuo nervously clenched the corners of his clothes, stared at the back of the Son of Heaven, and pointed to the sword, ready to attack.

If there is a mistake in Luoyang, this sword will inevitably fall on the Son of Heaven, and she will inevitably die!

"Almost, let's finish. ”

Luoyang lifted the Heavenly Sword, glanced at the Son of Heaven who opened the bow again, the hidden sword was empty, and there was no movement, and a plain white sword mark was engraved in the void.

"Judgment ......"

Young Emperor Luofu stared at the sword mark, gradually narrowed his eyes, and couldn't hide the horror in his heart, this sword was faster than any sword in the past!

The figure of the Son of Heaven retreated a few steps back again, throwing away the longbow that was cut off by the sword light in his hand, the palm of his hand was light, the mountains and rivers of the society and the Fantian seal were on the left, the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda and the Eight Treasures Ruyi Mirror were on the right, and the treasure light was dazzling.

Luoyang was unmoved, hiding the sword in the void, and it was another sword to cut off the crime, and the speed was even faster than in the past.

The sword light was rampant in the void, swallowed by the mountains and rivers of the society, the seal of Fantian, the Linglong Pagoda, and the Ruyi Mirror floated at the same time, and under the pressure of the treasure light layer, the Son of Heaven smiled and took out a longbow, stretched the bow and raised the arrow, and a little cold star pointed at the center of Luoyang's eyebrows.

"Kaiyuan!"

"Yuan Yi!"

One is the archery technique learned from the last sword of the Monkey King Sword Immortal, and the other is the slash with the three-point artistic conception of the Monkey King Sword Immortal, the strong streamer dispersed in the air again, and Luoyang and the Son of Heaven flew back at the same time, stabilizing their bodies at the same time, and launching an offensive at the same time.

"Emperor Qianqiu, hunting the world!"

"Judgment!"

The strongest arrow of the Son of Heaven was cut off, the Heavenly Sword slashed through the void, the Son of Heaven lowered his head, looked at the full step of the Sheji map in annoyance, turned into a piece of fragmented streamer, and returned to the original cave sky.

Tang Ziwei nervously held the arm of the Son of Heaven, his eyebrows were full of concern, and said, "It's hard work, are you okay?"

The Son of Heaven nodded, vigilant Tang Ziwei in his heart, some creatures will get lost, some creatures won't, Tang Ziwei will definitely not get lost, there must be a conspiracy in this way!

"What do we do next?"

Tang Ziwei smiled very calmly, making the Son of Heaven a little uncomfortable, hesitated for a while, and said: "Give over all the cave heavens, and strive for the next level to regain the disadvantage, not only the demon clan, we need luck more, ten sons to win the heir, if there is no strong luck support, we will all die!"

"Okay, I'll arrange it, I'll fight with Luoyang in the next level, and then you go, it's impossible for gods, demons, demons and demons to let Luoyang go, even if he is a genius, it's impossible to suppress the talents of the Four Realms on his own!"

Tang Ziwei nodded, helped the Son of Heaven to sit down, turned around and sat to the side, and looked at the gods with a chuckle, as if he didn't see those suspicions and curiosity.

Cutting down the Son of Heaven, Luoyang turned to look at the young emperor Luofu, the sword moved, the thunder reverberated above Qiongxiao, and the alarmed gods, demons and demons scattered in all directions.

Emperor Luofu raised his head, stared at Luoyang, and slowly raised the long knife, his fingers gradually loosened, and let the long knife fall to the ground.

There is no way to retreat, there is only one battle, and since it is destined to lose, it will also be the glory of defeat.

The clouds are scattered, the bright sunlight is falling obliquely, the crisp grass is dancing freely, and thousands of miles are empty, precipitating a thousand kinds of fragrances.

"One breath of Xuanhuang!"

The Xuanhuang Qi rushed straight to Xiao Han, the ghost patterns around the body of the Luofu Young Emperor were bright, the stars appeared behind him, the moon fell and the stars drooped, the grass and flowers were pressed down, the tall strange trees continued to emit a piercing hissing sound, and the short branches with fallen leaves fell into the weeds like raindrops, and the sound of rustling was endless.

Luoyang took a step forward, raised his sword sideways, and looked at the young emperor Luofu with interest, this earth Kun Chengtian Dao method is known as the strongest Dao method on the earth, as long as the cultivator stands on the earth, he can get an inexhaustible source of spiritual power, but this law does not belong to Luofu Mountain!

"Luoyang, attack it!"

Emperor Luofu clenched his fists, the ghost pattern turned into a bronze armor, his palm flicked lightly, a gold-colored light spread, and his body dissipated in the endless Xuanhuang Qi, silent and shadowless, even Luoyang's eyes could not see the slightest trace.

The Earth Kun Chengtian Dao Dharma can turn the monk into Xuanhuang Qi, just like a drop of water falling into the water of a river, and it is impossible to detect any difference at all.

Luoyang's knees sank slightly, and he slowly lifted the Heavenly Sword, and the sword light fell unscrupulously into the Xuanhuang Qi, and his body was three feet clear.

"Falling Moon!"

A cold snort echoed in the mountains, and the violent Xuanhuang Qi swept in all directions, the earth cracked and the trees fell, and the moon and stars drooped, as if the world was destroyed.

Luoyang pretended to rush forward, his body swayed and then retreated, and dozens of sword lights were slashed out with his sword, which was annihilated by the powerful Xuanhuang Qi.

The green leaves sneered and slaughtered, the dustless moon hung high in the sky, the bright light passed through the Xuanhuang Qi, and the prohibition in the mountains kept flashing streamers, turning the spell of the dangerous mountain into a hurried aura.

The autumn cicada foresaw continuous warnings, Luoyang forcibly moved a few steps horizontally, avoided a moonlight that fell in the sky, and slashed through the sword, a thought of flowers blooming, and a thousand lotuses blooming.

The hidden swords among the flowers all showed their edge, the sword chanted sonorously, colliding with the sprinkling moonlight in the sky, the continuous brilliance spread, the forbidden glow between the mountains became more and more dazzling, and the powerful aura fluttered up, dispersing the sword light and the Xuanhuang qi.

The Young Emperor of Luofu appeared behind Luoyang, his figure was shining, and he had already escaped to Luoyang's side before the Heavenly Sword fell, turned over his hand and took out a few silver needles, and shook his hand to throw it at several key points in Luoyang.

"Defeat!"

Luoyang turned around, broke the crime with a sword, and directly killed the young emperor Luofu on Feiyun!