On the battlefield of Xiaoshangqiao, Zhang Xian and Yue Yun led a large army to chase and kill the scattered Jin army, and only a few hundred people were left on the battlefield where the corpses were everywhere.

Yue Fei and Yang Zaixing, who had just arrived, stood side by side with their guns, and the Liquan gun and the Luye gun shimmered with a silver and black luster under the sunlight, as if telling their extraordinary.

On Yue Fei's side, a simple seat was piled up with straw bags, and Wanyan Feihua, who was weak and weak, leaned on this simple seat, looking at his eldest brother with a thick look of worry in his eyes.

Behind them were a hundred Yue Fei's personal guards, and naturally there would not be only a hundred personal guards, but these hundred people were the most elite part of the Beiwei army.

Seven or eight feet away in front of them, Xiao Bieli and Wan Yan Lie each stood opposite each other with swords, and the swords of the two had a common feature, that is, big.

A sword is a broadsword, and a sword is a broadsword.

"It's been ten years, we've been fighting for ten years, but unfortunately, we've never been able to finish a complete game and tell the winner. Xiao Bieli stared at the jet-black color on the blade of the Wentian Sword and said slowly.

Wan Yan Lie had already taken off his armor at this time, and recovered the outfit that exposed half of his chest, hearing this, he said expressionlessly: "This is also the reason why you can live until now." ”

Xiao Bieli's eyes flashed coldly, and he looked up at Wan Yanlie opposite, a hint of a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "This sentence is also what I want to say." ”

After saying this, he turned his head and glanced at Yan Feihua, and said, "Don't worry, after you die, I will take good care of your sister for you, and it is better to be a Song person than a Jin person." ”

Wan Yanlie said in a deep voice: "I will personally take my sister back, of course, before that, I will cut off your head first." ”

Speaking of which, there is nothing more to say, Wan Yan Lie held the tail end of the long handle of the Demon Flame Knife in his left hand, and changed to hold the knife in both hands, a heavy killing force spread, but the murderous aura was hidden, like a precursor to a storm.

Although Wan Yan Lie and Xiao Parting failed to go further and comprehend the unity of heaven and man, their internal cultivation was extremely profound, and they were only one step away from the innate realm.

After this battle, no matter who survives, as long as they digest the results of this decisive battle, they will definitely be able to break through to the innate smoothly.

The fighting styles of the two are completely different from Luo Changfeng, similar to Dugu, who was in the realm of heavy swords before comprehending the unity of heaven and man, they are both fierce and unscrupulous, and they are overwhelming.

Luo Changfeng has taken the word "skill" to the extreme, he doesn't know how to play with one force and ten meetings, whether it is a light weight or a light weight, there is no difficulty for him.

He can use the wooden sword to hit the power of the Xuantie Sword, and he can also use the Xuantie Sword to perform subtle moves, at most, it is only a little more expensive.

But what Luo Changfeng values most is consumption, what he pursues is to achieve the maximum effect with the minimum consumption, and from the moment he decided to cultivate the fast sword, he has already set this core concept.

Therefore, in addition to being extremely fast, there is nothing that seems earth-shattering and shakes the power of the eight directions, and it is often an understatement of the sword, opening a bloody hole in the opponent's body.

And the duel between Xiao Bieli and Wan Yanlie is quite a bit of an earth-shattering taste.

After seeing Yan Lie raise his knife with both hands, but he just didn't make a move, the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, and he immediately reacted, he was gathering momentum.

No longer hesitating at the moment, his body leaned forward, and he rushed towards Wan Yan Lie with both hands dragging the Wentian Sword.

He wasn't as fast as Luo Changfeng, and there was only a phantom left in his body, almost looming, but his speed was obviously not slow, because when he rushed forward, a long series of afterimages were pulled out behind him.

Suddenly, he swept in front of Wan Yan Lie, and a sword slashed out, and the air around him seemed to be instantly emptied, blending into the sword momentum, this sword was fierce and domineering, and the sword light was as cold as frost.

The third type of "Nine Farewells and Eighteen Separations" - Horizontal Drive.

Wan Yan Lie is still standing still, as calm as a mountain, but this mountain is a volcano that is about to erupt, and once it erupts, it will definitely be earth-shattering.

The sword light was already imminent, Wan Yan moved, the hands holding the hilt of the knife suddenly pressed down, and this volcano finally erupted, as surging, surging, and fast as imagined, the sword light tore through the void, and it was extremely fast to meet the Wentian Sword.

"Boom"

The swords clashed, and the entire battlefield was like a thunderous explosion, and sparks exploded between the two.

"Boom......"

In an instant, the swords had exchanged splinters dozens of times, each time with a surge of energy, and the ground had cracked out of the Dao Fragments.

Fortunately, the corpses of the soldiers within a radius of several feet have been removed, otherwise the soldiers who died bravely on the battlefield would have ended up dead without corpses.

The 100 soldiers who watched the battle only felt cold to the bone marrow, from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, if they put themselves in front of this sharp sword, they were afraid that they would lose their lives in front of them.

Yue Fei's hand holding the Liquan gun also tightened involuntarily, he himself is also a generation of masters, and his self-created Yue family's marksmanship is integrated in attack and defense, and he is alone in the world, but in front of these two people, he is not sure that he can walk through twenty he.

Not to mention Yang Zaixing, his marksmanship was already guided by Yue Fei, and combined with the Yang family's marksmanship, this has today's atmosphere.

Xiao Bieli and Wan Yanlie knew that if they didn't go all out, this battle might become the last battle of their lives, so the two of them didn't have the slightest reservation, and they did everything they could, and they were bound to put each other to death.

The light of the sword danced wildly, sharp and cold, almost obscuring the figures of both of them.

The back soldiers were all thrilled to watch, and the sharpness of the sword light in the field had made their eyes tingle.

"Oooooo......oo

The sword light and the sword light kept fighting, and the shattered energy emptied and flew out, causing a scalp-tingling explosion to resound in the air.

At this moment, Mo said that if he participated in their duel, even if he was only close to within a zhang, he would probably be seriously injured.

In the trembling sound of the sword, the sword light and sword light suddenly flourished, and the two figures soared like divine dragons, carrying the momentum of wind and thunder.

The sword gallops vertically and horizontally, every sword, every sword strikes has the power of thunder and lightning, if it weren't for the opponents being each other, I'm afraid the winner would have already been divided.

The figure of the little condor didn't know when it had flown back over here, but no one noticed it, and neither Luo Changfeng nor the little condor made a sound.

The little eagle was slowly hovering in the sky, watching this fierce battle of life and death with Luo Changfeng, who was holding the head in his hand.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, the sound of the Demon Flame Knife was endless, and Wan Yan Lie suddenly jumped up, and his entire figure turned into a wild thunder, soaring out of the air, and the sharp and killing sword was like lightning in the dark night, which was already like a substance.

"Farewell Xiao, pick me up Demon Flame Splitting the Sky. ”

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