Wang Xuanwei didn't speak, but closed his eyes again, covering the eyes that were shining with golden light, and didn't wipe the blood on the corners of his mouth.

From his haggard face, it can be seen that he is not in a very good state at this time, and even ...... It has begun to affect the entire battle situation.

When the battle just started, his endless Xuanwei Zi seemed to roar and constantly beat the tide of the Tang army, and I don't know how many Shenwu Heavenly Army were completely destroyed because of this, and then died under the swords of the Mo cavalry.

But at this moment, those myneviones began to show a state of malaise, like a large amount of mud in the tide, the entire group of macronevias became slow and heavy, and the original momentum was gone.

Faced with this kind of scene, the happiest thing was naturally the group of Shenwu Heavenly Troops who had already been tortured to the point of madness in fear and shame.

After seeing these mysticians gradually sluggish, and even began to reveal gaps, they finally began to get excited, blood flowing all over their bodies, and in the rumble of war drums, they finally raised their sharp spears and stabbed at the Mo cavalry who were holding sabers on their horses.

The fragile leather armor could not make the Mo cavalry as fearless as the Shenwu Heavenly Army, and the direct stab of the spear naturally easily injured the Mo cavalry, fell from their horses, and then faced countless pairs of angry eyes, and in the end, all they could do was raise their swords, move forward, and then die.

In the deepest part of the Tang Army, Li Yu, who had lost one of his right arms, stood on the dirt slope, and with the exertion of both hands of the military doctor on the side, the tightly bound linen cloth suddenly bit the wound.

This kind of injury, which makes ordinary people may even lose too much blood and die, cannot endanger his life after all, although he is indeed very sad that he must spend the rest of his life in mutilation, but this war is not over.

"General...... Mighty. The pain made his face pale as snow, but his eyes grew brighter.

He looked at the two people who were on the battlefield but seemed to be separate from another world, and seemed to sense some inexplicable change that was taking place in them.

After Li Yu saw Wang Xuanwei's many methods, he no longer dared to say that Xiang Chu would definitely be able to defeat him.

But now, it looks like his general, Xiang, has gradually begun to gain the upper hand and is expected to win step by step.

So he jumped on his horse again, drew his long knife with his left hand, and threw it twice in the air with some discomfort.

"Listen to my order, let the Xuanjia heavy cavalry get ready, and attack the flank of the Mo family cavalry from the left, this battlefield ...... After all, it's still our battlefield......"

Nine thousand Mo cavalry, in the face of 40,000 Shenwu Heavenly Army, can kill thousands, this kind of record, even if it is spread, is enough to shock, but the creation of this miracle does not come from the strength of the Mo cavalry itself, but Wang Xuanwei's means beyond ordinary people's understanding.

But even if Wang Xuanwei is only a mortal after all, even if he tries everything, I am afraid that he will not be able to let these 9,000 Mo family cavalry really defeat the 40,000 Shenwu Heavenly Army, especially under Xiang Chu's interference, he can no longer provide shelter for the Mo family cavalry as before.

The battle formation of the Shenwu Heavenly Army is like a solid city wall, no matter how they attack, they can't shake it even bit, and when the morale is rising again, the Shenwu Heavenly Army also brazenly shows its edge to the Mo cavalry.

The sharp spears finally showed their strength at this moment, and where the two armies met, the mournful screams of the war horses continued, and I don't know how many war horses were pierced through the chest or neck by these sharp weapons.

This is a barrier that cannot be broken through, like a moat on the plain, and the Mo cavalry sitting on horseback finally ushered in their nightmare.

Only half a pillar of incense had passed, and the Mo cavalry had suffered heavy casualties.

Those warriors who charged forward with the will to die generously lost the assistance of Xuanweizi, and it was difficult to even break through the first line of defense of the Shenwu Heavenly Army, and some people couldn't help but feel a little desperate in their hearts.

At this time, the Xuanjia heavy cavalry from the flanks had also arrived.

The 10,000 heavily armored cavalry were like rows of giant chariots, and the rumbling sound of horses' hooves was the war drum of their attack, and after they crashed into the military formation of the Mo cavalry, they immediately set off a bloody storm.

"Enter!" In the roar of the generals, the Shenwu Heavenly Army no longer maintained a kneeling posture, but stood up neatly, as if the sun was rising from the other side of the mountain, only to advance!

The silver frenzy finally began to sweep and cover the battlefield.

"You lost. From the start, you can't possibly win. Xiang Chu looked at Wang Xuanwei's somewhat lonely figure, and then he lowered his head and coughed.

It is true that he can't fight Wang Xuanwei and intercept the arrows that shoot at the middle and high-ranking generals of the Tang Army, but he is not a person who likes to be led by the nose after all.

He gave up the lives of those four people, and hit Wang Xuanwei hard in the most violent and direct way, it seemed that he chose to give up the interception, but in fact, it was precisely because he gave up those four people that he kept more of the remaining people.

Wang Xuanwei's Xuanwei is indeed very strong, and the changes are enough to be called unique in the world, but the more powerful the secret method, the higher the load of the cultivator, if it can always be in a state of perfection, although Wang Xuanwei can control the Xuanwei to form a torrent to support the Mo cavalry, and at the same time let them change into various forms to fight with Xiang Chu.

But just now he suffered Xiang Chu's full blow, although he didn't see any scars on his body, he was mentally depleted.

In Xiang Chu's opinion, he didn't need to intercept those arrows anymore, as long as Wang Xuanwei couldn't shoot those arrows anymore.

But it doesn't come without a cost.

In terms of realm, he was already one of the top spiritual cultivators in the world, and his flick just now seemed to be weak and powerless, but in fact it already contained his purest spiritual power.

This mysterious power seems invisible, but it is tangible, seemingly powerless, but because it breaks through the limitations of the human body, it becomes unstoppable.

In the face of this force, Xiang Chu's cuirass engraved with the spiritual power of several great cultivators could not resist it, and it was suddenly beaten into a piece of scrap iron, and at the same time, that power continued to extend inward, penetrating deep into his chest and penetrating into his internal organs.

If it were a cultivator with a lower realm, he should have died a long time ago after receiving this blow and falling from such a high place.

Although Xiang Chu's physique was incredibly strong, he was still injured this time, and at this moment, his lungs were slowly oozing blood, and every time he coughed, he would spit out some dark black blood clots, which was shocking.

But Xiang Chu finally stood, and he thought he would always stand.

Wang Xuanwei's face was haggard, and he was even more pale after the injury, and his gray temples no longer looked so abrupt at this time, and gradually joined together, dyeing his originally black hair with snow.

He knew that he could no longer help the cavalry of the Mo family who was eyeing Xiang Chu, so he no longer spent too much spiritual strength, and his body slowly declined.

The nine thousand light horsemen seemed to be mighty, but they were like a swarm of ants in front of the Shenwu Heavenly Army, and soon they would be defeated, and in the anger of the Shenwu Heavenly Army, they became corpses stuck in the tip of the spear.

But is that the end of it?

Wang Xuan raised his eyes slightly to look at Xiang Chu, and in his pupils, the light flowing like golden sand became brighter and brighter.

"I've seen this kind of thing win or lose too many times, but it's not really interesting. Wang Xuanwei said slowly: "Maybe in another ten or twenty years, you will also understand what I said." ”

Xiang Chu held the halberd, looked at Wang Xuanwei proudly, and said, "If the old man is rotten, I have never been very interested. Besides, we are not the same people, and if there is a day, I will not live in this world like you. ”

The Tao is different, and it is still possible to conspire, but the words are not speculative, and these two top masters in the world are not in the mood to argue.

So Wang Xuanwei just nodded slightly, as if prophesied: "One day, you will die in your own hands." ”

"People die, and I'm more concerned about what I should do while I'm alive. Xiang Chu was not afraid, and thrust the halberd into the soil, but his two hands folded in front of him and slowly shook it.

Throughout his life, there are few people who deserve his respect, but at this moment, the person in front of him who is a little old is enough to be worthy of his great gift.

"Seniors. Please. ”

Wang Xuanwei also folded his hands, but he didn't make a move, but silently accepted Xiang Chu's etiquette like a junior, and said calmly: "Please." ”

The two of them finally really let go of everything and put all their spirits on the battle against their opponents.

Xiang Chu straightened his waist again, his hand tightened his grip on the halberd, and a pair of naked soles stomped on the ground suddenly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place!

But even though he moved so fast, Wang Xuanwei still caught his figure from the spiritual level, and at the same time, the armor formed by Xuanweizi suddenly let go of his fingers, and the dark golden arrow came out of the string!