He popped out a finger, he had killed 100,000 male soldiers, and he had the power of a grandmaster for ten years.

"Li Chunfeng. Gusu Hongle shouted his name and chuckled, and then pointed out.

"Boom!"

The general power of the sky and the earth cracking was spreading, causing the frost and snow under his feet to crack inch by inch, even the domain field formed by this hand-turned sword word was almost shattered.

If there is no sword to cross, if Gu Su Hongle has the intention to act recklessly, this finger is enough to bury the entire Yangzhou city, and even the grass and trees will become dead plants.

One master and 100,000 soldiers have always been a mystery, and the world is wondering which of the two is stronger or weaker, and if you want to argue, it is almost nonsense.

It is rare for the grandmaster to be the backbone of the country, and who can afford to accompany this.

Until the seventh year of Yuanzhen, the East China Sea rebelled, and 100,000 mud bodhisattvas crossed the sea, wanting to take advantage of the fire of the recovery of the five kingdoms to sweep the entire Central Plains and subvert the prosperous Great Celestial Empire.

As the aunt of the national teacher, Su Hongle was in the year of fighting, his blood was at his peak, his murderous spirit was still victorious, and he carried the edict written by the Emperor Wenwu himself, without any scruples, and let all 100,000 mud bodhisattvas be buried in the East China Sea with one finger, even if it was a speck of dust on the shore of the Central Plains, they were not contaminated.

On that day, the heavens wept and the earth howled.

To this day, the fear of mountain ghosts can often be heard on the East China Sea.

It is precisely because of this earth-shattering finger that an absolutely equal conversion has been made for the grandmaster's combat power.

Think about the Central Plains of the Great Heavenly Dynasty, the prosperity of the country is the same as the sky, and there are only two grandmasters gathered, one is Gusu Hongle, and the other is the first master of the palace.

That's horror.

The words of the sword were shattered, and they could not carry the vast power.

The sword qi suppressed on the body of the hundred and ten white clothes shattered in an instant like a glass mirror, and the crisp sound seemed to announce the victory.

But Li Guiyao's complexion never changed, and he didn't even shake the three-foot Qingfeng where he was floating there.

The word "poly" gently spit out in his mouth.

This is the second word of the six-character sword word.

The thousands of sword qi that were shattered quickly condensed, like a hundred rivers returning to the stream, and quickly formed a great wall of sword qi at the head of Yangzhou City, traversing a hundred miles, and its height is infinite.

Where the blue light shines, there are cracks everywhere.

If that finger penetrates three inches deep into the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there will no longer be any inch of progress, and even the power of the Grandmaster will not be able to overwhelm it.

This time the coercion is even more terrifying, except for Gusu Hongle, everyone else is like a great wall of sword qi on their backs, they can't move an inch, and if they resist a little, they will end up with no bones.

In this world, it is difficult to find a few.

Gu Su Hongle's face remained unchanged, if Li Chunfeng could be killed so easily, then the Dao Sect of the past would be a joke, and it would be in vain for him to take such a risky shot.

The dust in his hand rose into the air, and purple-gold light sprinkled down.

I saw that every silk thread on it was absorbing the might of the Great Heavenly Empire's national fortune, even if it was just a little bit, it was still not something that human power could resist!

"The perfection of the sword qi, my aunt Su Hongle has never seen it in his life, so today I will use the white thread to wear the national fortune and break your innocent sword qi. ”

The white silk on the dust stretched, like the hair of the thousand-year-old goblin, traversing a hundred and ten miles away, quickly enveloping the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi.

There is nothing that it does not wrap, and there is no place that does not seep in, and a little break is the collapse of the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Li Guiyao's eyes flashed slightly, his clothes fluttered, and the endless sword qi was borrowed by him to fight with the sky.

Tuoba Hongle's face was smiling, and he didn't look like an enemy was very red when he saw him, and he said with ease: "Li Chunfeng, let's arrest it." ”

"The power of national fortune cannot be reversed by one person, unless the times change, there is no solution!"

"The spring and autumn period of your Dao Sect has long passed, like a big river running away and never returning, you Li Chunfeng, what to fight with me!"

"Huh. Li Guiyao sneered, his face was still calm, and he said loudly: "The great luck of the country belongs to the common people in the world, you just borrowed a corner, why dare you say the power of the times." ”

"I, Li Chunfeng, have been invincible in my life, I have never been weaker than others, except for my senior brother in Kyushu in the world, who dares to fight with me?"

"It's been more than twenty years, it's me Li Chunfeng who has gone into hiding, and Senior Brother Murong has no intention of fighting, so you and your father took the Gusu family to take away the top spot on the Le Chunqiu list. ”

"As everyone knows, this also gives you so much superiority. ”

When he said it, his eyes and demeanor were too incomparable, too contemptuous, and he almost despised everyone in the world.

These three words were spit out by him, and they were called "Yan!"

I saw that the Great Wall of Hundred Miles of Sword Qi continued to expand, and it had not stopped for hundreds of miles, and the place where it passed, stopping at the world, was comparable to the sun, moon and stars, and everyone could only look up.

The dust carrying the national fortune still can't be stopped, and it has expanded, but it can no longer occupy the advantage, and it can only be said to be evenly divided.

That kind of non-human, the power that can fight with the sky broke out quickly, although it has been restrained to avoid injuring innocent Yangzhou people, but it is still impossible to avoid it all, and the recent Gusu people have suffered.

The muscles and bones were broken, inch by inch were cracked, the blood stained the earth and the frost and snow, and they were directly prostrate on the ground, and they had no right to say a word.

These first-class realm, second-rate realm masters standing here have become a joke, the object of the wind passing by, almost like the living dead.

Gusu Hongle felt it, but he couldn't do anything, if such a battle was distracted, he would be the one who lost.

Under his absolute self-confidence, there is an ambition to fool Gusu's thousand-year-old prosperity, so he will pay any price.

Li Guiyao knew that the three swords could not suppress Gusu Hongle, so he had to spit out the fourth word "薨".

Since ancient times, the death of the prince and the prince has been called 薨.

This sword, which is named after the sword, is to slash the tiger, snake and unicorn in the world, and has a great bearing.

It doesn't matter if you are a person of destiny or not, the eight stars of evil, as soon as this sword comes out, it is all in a different place!

The Great Wall of Sword Qi changed again, directly borrowing the sword qi of the entire Jiangnan Province.

Turning into a sword qi that can penetrate the sky and the earth, it is slashing out frantically, as if the sky and earth are just beginning to open, and it disappears in a flash!

The purple-gold dust swayed, and the white silk was gradually cut off and slowly fell to the ground!

This is to borrow sword qi to resist the national fortune!

It's terrifying.

A chill penetrated into Gusu Hongle's neck, as strong as he still felt the killing intent.

This time, he underestimated Li Chunfeng here.

No wonder there are thousands of sword intents in the world, only Shushan is divided into two gases, one is this Li Chunfeng's, looking back on hundreds of generations, I can't find a person who can look at it.

Gusu Hongle still insisted, pinched the seal in his hand, and suppressed it with the power of a ten-year grandmaster, and his Taoism was all on it.

It's not the end of the road, it's just that as his pride, he doesn't want to retreat and come back, and to this point where both sides know very well what the other party wants, and if they want to fight, they will fight directly to the low.