Li Guiyao, the pressure he was under was beyond anyone's imagination, and the attack that 100,000 male soldiers could not block was on his body alone, and the Yangzhou City behind him did not move.

Even if the Grandmaster realm was not easy, he had almost never been able to really communicate with the Grandmaster Master, so it was the first time that such a stalemate had occurred.

However, his belief has always been the same, and it has never been missing, Gusu Hongle must die!

"Luo!"

Luo character is selected from ancient history, in the long history of this word whether in the Central Plains or outside the territory has extremely ancient signs, there are many traceable sources.

Li Guiyao had only chosen such a word as the name of his fifth sword after reading all the books, and as soon as it broke out at this moment, the overwhelming sword qi began to roar, rolling into a tornado, and the wind and snow in the sky were annihilated.

The next moment, he flew into the air and kicked backwards, holding the three-foot Qingfeng with one hand.

"Zheng!"

Aomine trembled, like a spirit, flowing out of green smoothness, very bright.

Jun is born with a sword, and Jun returns to a sword, which is still the case for more than 20 years.

At that moment, the real Li Chunfeng returned.

The sword qi galaxy, stepping on the wind, his gray hair danced wildly, and his whole body was full of unruly temperament.

Those eyes were even more completely murderous, flashing with an incomparable coldness.

The hatred that had been buried for more than twenty years broke out undisguised, and it only took a sword to make the sky prostrate.

Li Guiyao was only reluctant to open the sword box and hold the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, it was because Xu Qingluan left in the twelfth year of the early Yuan Dynasty, and asked him not to find Lin Xun and not to have grievances.

He agreed, and he kept it.

All the resentment was sealed with the dust of the three-foot Qingfeng, as long as Xu Ping'an could be safe, he would rather not open it for the rest of his life.

Even in the face of the nine-faced Buddha, he didn't open the three-foot box.

This time, in order to kill Su Hongle, for the sake of peace and security, he can break this promise with peace of mind, and presumably any spirit in the sky will definitely not scold him for being arrogant and impulsive.

The three-foot green peak was swept away, and the dead trees and rotten trees on the ground seemed to be transformed into divine swords, even if it was a grain of dust.

Such a tiny thing has erupted into a kind of monarchical order to the world, don't dare to disobey the momentum, no matter if you princes and generals have to prostrate under the sword and accept sanctions!

Gu Su Hongle's eyes flickered, reflecting this terrifying and domineering sword.

Characters like him, and grandmasters who are also blessed with the fortune of a country, all feel that Le himself is insignificant, like a lonely boat in the endless sea, and will be capsized at any time.

"In the past, cause and effect today, Qingluan, Li Yan'er will avenge you today!"

Li Guiyao roared to his heart's content, as if he was venting and like a relief, and the hatred was hard to describe.

This gray-haired old man had tears in his eyes, and the three words Li Yan'er aroused too much unease in his heart, even if it was in exchange for his life, even if it was to disperse his martial arts and luck, he was willing to listen to Xu Qingluan's scolding of him again, and wanted to be admonished by her.

It's a pity that you can't do it all over again.

This is the great teacher of the dynasty, the first person on the Spring and Autumn list, Gusu Hongle!

At this moment, his face remained unchanged when he saw the heavens collapsing, and a trace of an almost crazy smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was in good spirits when he hid his face in the wind and snow.

"Haha, my aunt Su Hongle is invincible in his life, invincible in his life, even if he needs to hold the Great Wall of Sword Qi with one hand, even if he can kill the princes and generals in the air, even if he faces the thousand-year-old masterpiece of Taoism!"

"That!you!and!can!endure!I!what?"

With that, a purple-gold halo flickered.

Gusu Hongle, a madman, actually dispersed the prestige of his own grandmaster, and instead borrowed his body to carry more of the country's luck.

With the power of an era, we want to kill Li Guiyao!

If he wins, it will be an unhealable disaster for him, and if he loses, the entire Great Celestial Empire will have to pay for his madness.

Li Guiyao had three inches of snow on his shoulders, and he looked at this madman who was bent on grasping the power of the temple and the rivers and lakes.

He hesitated, but in an instant, he was filled with two images of Xu Qingluan's peach-red face and withered palms.

"I'm not a saint, and I don't disdain a saint, so what if Qingluan's debt is borne by Emperor Wenwu?"

Immediately, cyan light swept through all directions, and the sword qi rolled like wind and snow.

Since the establishment of the Spring and Autumn List, such a battle has never been recorded.

The sword qi of several counties in Jiangnan Province is rising, and the nine heavens of Yaochi are as powerful as the sky, this sword does not hurt a single tree, does not hurt a flower, but it makes Gusu Hongle, the head of the Legalist, defeated.

The luck of the country was cut off and scattered.

In the dark, the land of the Central Plains seems to have broken a big hole, which is difficult to complete.

At this moment, the Heavenly Mandate Division in Chang'an trembled, the celestial phenomena and stars were all unstable, and the foundation of the past hundred years was moved, as if a pillar of the sky was collapsing.

On this night, the Emperor Wenwu was furious, and the first master of the palace, the chief manager of Xilu, brought the palace emperor to Yangzhou to stop this epic battle!

As early as earlier, Xu Ping'an, who had gone to Jingzhou, had already seen this scene from afar.

He knew that Li Guiyao had lifted the three-foot box, Li Chunfeng reappeared in the world, and settled Yu Youwei and others, but he wanted to go back but was stopped by Cao Buer and Gao Xianzhi.

This is definitely a grandmaster-level battle, the moon is in the east, almost crumbling, and the sun is in the west, as if it can't be creeping.

The characters who have not been in the world for a hundred years want to decide whether they will win or lose, I am afraid that the destiny of heaven will not be able to control the two of them, Xu Ping'an will go now, and a wisp of terrifying sword qi will be enough for him to be in a different place.

Li Guiyao is too strong, ridiculously strong.

Whether it is his realm or his way, it makes people so incredible.

At this moment, Tuoba Hongle was half-kneeling on the ground, dressed in white and golden.

The jade crown and three hairpins on his head were broken at the waist, his white eyebrows were stained with a trace of blood, and his whole face was extremely pale!

He didn't even block the fifth sword, so how could he be invincible?

The six-character sword language must also be the most powerful in the sixth character, but he has no chance, and he is not qualified to see it.

The corners of Li Guiyao's mouth were bleeding, holding the three-foot Qingfeng step by step, and he looked at Gusu Hongle, who was kneeling under the city.

"You have been in power for thirty years, and in the end, a thousand things will be resting for eternity, but in the end, you can't get back my plain clothes and Qingluan, your aunt Su Hongle, deserve, die!"

Tuoba Hongle suddenly raised his head, with a bleak smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You can't live if I die, and that woman can't be reborn, and the Gusu family will still be the most powerful and inherit the luck of the country. As you said, everything is like flowing water, and the eons have sighed, you Li Chunfeng, what can you do to me?"

"Hahaha!"

Gusu Hongle laughed insolently, wanting to defeat him, where can he be found in heaven and earth?

Li Guiyao's face is like a knife, the so-called death of a person is like a lamp going out, even if he feathers into a flying immortal, it cannot be reversed.