At the three sword blades, the qi of the ancient son of heaven turned into a majestic sword qi from the tip of the sword.

The hundred-zhang black dragon full of murderous intent is full of divine power, and he is not afraid at all. Still did not dodge or dodge the three sky-rushing sword qi, and pounced on the three emperor shadows standing in the royal tomb.

The essence light in the dragon's eye condensed again and again, and the invisible air flowed into the dragon's eye like two whirlpools. The dragon's eyes, which were covered with layers of lines like tree bark, closed slightly, and suddenly opened, and two rays of light shot out from the dragon's eyes.

The two essence lights collided with a sword qi each, and the light was magnificent.

The sword qi from the bottom up could have broken through the clouds and reached the heavens. But once he encountered the two rays of light emitted by the dragon's eye, after facing each other for a few blinks of time, he was finally defeated by the two rays of light.

The sword seemed to have reached its end, and it could no longer advance for half a minute. The sword qi that was hundreds of zhang long gradually began to shorten.

At the intersection of the sword qi and the essence light, there was a burst of sharp weapon hissing that spread over a radius of more than ten miles. It sounds like thousands of weapons are colliding together at the same time, which is piercing and heart-wrenching.

It was brighter than the sun, and the stinger could not open his eyes at all.

The sword qi suppressed by the essence light scattered in all directions. Like the tide, overwhelming.

Another sword qi entered the six-clawed black dragon's dragon mouth.

It wasn't that the Emperor Shadow who emitted the sword qi wanted to swing the sword qi out of the black dragon's mouth, but the black dragon took the initiative to open his mouth and devour the sword qi.

The three sword qi changed from more than two hundred zhang to one hundred and fifty zhang. From one hundred and fifty zhang, to one hundred. The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be dragged down by the descending black dragon.

By the time it became fifty feet, the dark clouds were almost overhead. All the trees in the mountains pressed their heads to the ground, half of them broke off from their waists, and the birds and beasts had already fled for dozens of miles.

The river has been flowing quietly for an unknown number of years, and the river is rushing to both sides. Ten miles up and down instantly dried up.

The sand and gravel at the bottom of the river and in the mountains and forests are blown up, flew, and walked. It's like life.

Even the boulder on which the little pervert was standing cracked. The little perverted woman turned over and jumped a few feet away, splitting a few pieces of gravel flying towards her with one palm, and then regained her footing.

The little pervert girl looked up at the six-clawed black dragon that was like Mount Tai pressing against the three emperor shadows, and laughed proudly: "This guy who exterminates humanity is really too cruel, too bloody, too violent... But grandma just likes it, hahahaha. ”

The black dragon was no more than thirty zhang away from the three emperor shadows, and the white horse, which had been standing still, seemed to feel an irreversible crisis, and suddenly hissed and lifted its hooves.

I only hated that I had one less pair of wings, and I couldn't fly into the sky to fight for life and death with the black dragon that was about to pounce.

The black dragon shook its neck, and the dragon's head poked forward and let out a roar. The white horse, which was rising up, was forced back several feet away by the strength of this roar.

The sword qi that was swallowed into the dragon's belly also shot out from the black dragon's huge dragon mouth with this roar.

The sword qi that shot out struck the emperor shadow standing in the middle with the unstoppable momentum of killing the gods and killing the gods and punishing the Buddhas when encountering the Buddhas.

In an instant, the Son of Heaven Giant Sword in Emperor Ying's hand instantly shattered. As soon as the sword shattered, the sword qi spit out from the dragon's mouth directly penetrated the Emperor Shadow.

The Emperor Shadow was like a huge snowman that had been piled up, and it shattered. The body, the head, and the limbs were all blown apart.

If the Emperor Shadow is flesh and blood, now I am afraid that it is already a scene of flesh and blood. However, the Imperial Shadow is formed by the imperial qi in the royal tomb.

After the Emperor Shadow in the middle cracked, the two remaining Emperor Shadows on the left and right also exploded together.

Suddenly, the disintegrating and unforming imperial qi was like bursts of fireworks in the sky, fleeting in the air without sunlight.

Dazzling and magnificent. Thrilling.

The little perverted girl jumped happily on the spot, clapped her hands and praised: "Awesome!

The white horse, who had never had such an adventure and had never seen such a scene, seemed to have been shocked by the power of this six-clawed black dragon, and had an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

It is said that man is the master of this world, why is he so small in front of this black dragon?

Bai Ma was a little drunk and his whole body was a little wooden, and his whole body was wet with cold sweat at some point.

She knew she was done.

When the first Emperor Shadow was destroyed by the sword shadow spit out by the black dragon, she knew she was finished.

She had completely angered the black dragon, and it was impossible for the black dragon used by the demon girl to let her go.

Even the Three Emperor Shadows, who possessed thousands of years of imperial energy, couldn't compete with this black dragon, how could she be able to defeat it?

Can you just sit back and wait to be killed?

If the enemy is not enough, will he be killed?

That's impossible!

That's not the way to do it!

Even if the last drop of blood is shed, the sons and daughters of the state will fight to the death.

The sons and daughters of the state would rather fight to the death than die in peace!

Just when the black dragon had a dragon groan in his mouth and pounced on the white horse like a king of Hades, the white horse with its clothes and hair dancing was drunk and blushed.

Also red-eyed.

There were no tears in the eyes.

The white horse of Bingzhou has never shed blood, not tears!

Bai Ma drunk with a pair of unwilling eyes, glanced at the north, and only said softly: "Dad, my daughter is not filial-"

With a move of the silver spear, it affected the ancient emperor's qi that had not yet been dissipated, lifted the front hooves of the white horse, and swung towards the six-clawed black dragon with murderous intent.

Before the spear could touch the dragon's head, it was swept away by the dragon's groan.

The black dragon dragon has a mouth, and the sharp knife teeth are in front of the white horse drunk. The dragon roared out of its mouth, and the white horse was drunk and flew away with the people and horses.

The silver spear flew out of his hand, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. With the body like a broken kite, it turned into a blood mist in the terrible wind.

The black dragon chased after him.

The white horse was shocked out of more than sixty zhang before he could control his body. With one in hand, he swung a silver spear at the black dragon again.

This is called a grasshopper shaking a tree.

This is called doing what you know you can't do.

The black dragon's divine power is peerless, and it is overwhelming. One by one, the roar was spitted out one after another, spreading for miles, and it looked like a reflective flat mirror from a distance.

The white horse drunk with blood in his mouth flashed five breaths in a row, and the sixth breath had nowhere to flash. It was shaken out again forty or fifty feet away.

The white horse was drunk and vomited two mouthfuls of blood, and he fell to the ground and could barely stand up.

The white horse, which was galloping wildly in the gap between the energy, was also unable to dodge, and was thrown away by the remaining strength and fell heavily to the ground. Seeing that his master's life was in danger, he didn't care about his injuries at all, and got up with all his strength and rushed straight over.

The white horse gritted his teeth tightly and struggled to turn over and get on the horse.

It's just that the white horse who was drunk by the black dragon's two breaths of strength was already shaken, and his true qi was surging, and his mouth was bleeding nonstop, and there was a hidden feeling of stagnation in his chest. The whole body is a little shaky.

The black dragon behind him still doesn't give up. With a roar, the white horse drunk who was unable to dodge and even more unable to resist after the chase.

Bai Ma drunk held the silver spear tightly, and thought about making a shot, but the true qi that was scattered was not under her control at all. As soon as she raised her anger, she only got more blood in exchange for her verbal flow.

She knew she was really done now.

It's completely over.

It's just that what the white horse didn't expect was that at the moment when the black dragon's roar surged up, the white horse that was galloping forward suddenly stopped and turned around...

Facing the black dragon from afar, he lifted his two front hooves and let out a long howl that pierced the sky. Protect the white horse behind you.

The energy surged, and the long howl turned into a mournful roar.

The white horse flies out.

The white horse drunk also flew away.

One man and one horse were blown away again.

The white horse fell head-on. The skull on top was broken, and the flesh and blood on his face were blurred.

The two hind limbs were also broken.

The black dragon is still chasing.

The white horse prostrate on the ground was drunk, but he no longer looked at the black dragon who came to ask for his life. He only looked at the white horse two feet away.

The white horse will scream and turn into a howl again.

The dust and blood stained its mane whiter than snow, and also wet its towering and unyielding body.

It pulls its neck, lifts its hooves, and tries to stand up.

But it can't!

The white horse drunk looked at the white horse who kept howling in front of him, tried to stand up again and again, and fell down again and again, and couldn't help but remember the question he asked his father when he was a child.

It was early in the morning, just after dawn.

Wang Baima stood on the city wall of Bingzhou as usual, facing the mountains and rivers outside the pass, chanting the song from the hand of the Western Han general Chen Tang, with a Xiongnu single head.

In Hakuba's drunken memory, his father had to chant the sonorous and powerful song every day. Decades like a day. No matter when, where, or what happens, even if it is out on the march, it has never stopped.

"Nanyue killed my Han envoy and slaughtered it as nine counties;

King Wan killed my Han envoy, and his head hung in the north;

North Korea killed our Han envoy and killed him immediately.

Those who offend me as a strong man will be punished even if they are far away!

Thinking through the red dust road all his life, the sword is hidden in Luxuan.

Wan Zhan claimed not to lift the blade, and he was born with a strong eye.

Spring is like a dream.

Laugh without a trace, speak without a trace,

The fog is cloudy, the mountains are foggy and the wind is foggy..."

The little white horse was drunk and led by his brother to the top of the city, and stood behind waiting for the king to finish the white horse.

"Daddy, I have a question for you. ”

Wang Baima turned to look at his two-foot-tall daughter: "What's the problem?"

"Why do our soldiers from the state ride horses?"

"Since ancient times, soldiers who defend the land and defend the country have ridden horses. ”

"Why do you want to ride a horse?"

"Is there anything you can't do?" Wang Baima smiled thoughtfully.

"The book says that Lao Tzu sent a letter to Guguan and rode a green ox; when Zhang Guo became an immortal, he rode a donkey; my brother said that those cultivators rode white cranes; why did the soldiers who defended the land and defend the country all ride horses?

Wang Baima smiled: "Because once the horse is on the road, the master does not let it stop, and it will not stop." ”

"Won't it stop? Won't it get tired?"

"You'll be tired, but you won't stop, and you won't look back. They will run until they die. ”

"Huh?"

"The most important thing is that they would rather die standing than live on their knees!"

Wang Baima turned around slowly, and his eyes were full of Guan Shan: "Since the hero died for the world, then the white horse should die with the hero;

The little white horse hung his head drunk. It seems that he has made some mistake and is waiting for his father's punishment.

"The child understands..."

The six-clawed black dragon was only three feet away from the white horse drunk.

The white horse was still looking at the white horse in front of him who kept standing up with his two forelimbs and kept falling.

Until he used his last strength and fell to the ground with a bang. I couldn't move anymore.

The white horse drunk seemed to lose his mind, completely ignoring the black dragon that pounced on him, and muttered: "This is what my father said, a hero is to die for the world, and a white horse to die as a hero? It's just that... I, the unfilial daughter who embarrassed the white horse of Bingzhou, what kind of hero am I..."