The battle near the Luoxia Valley completely began after two heads-ups.

One hundred and eight grandmasters charged in six waves.

The first wave was the eighteen grandmasters headed by Huangfu Yi, like a line of tide, head-to-head with the eighteen young men in white with cloud patterns on the opposite side.

said that they were asking, and these people knew that at this time they were no different from the catch and fight on the battlefield, and they each calmly swept forward.

The man who liked to drink raised his head and took a big sip of wine, laughed heartily, and the chain gun came out of the water like a dragon, and went straight to the person opposite.

Opposite him was a young swordsman, who turned sideways and continued forward, stretching out his arms and fingers like hooks, reaching out to hold the chain gun.

The chain gun seemed to be weak, but in fact it had a huge inertia, and it rubbed violently against the rich qi between the five fingers of the young swordsman, bursting out bursts of unbelievable lightning and stone fire.

The young swordsman's figure was dragged back a few steps by Huangfu Yi, his feet slid out of the flying dust on the ground, and finally turned his virtual grip into a real grip, his hands twisted, his body spun in a circle, and he shouted angrily, "Return you!"

The chain gun suddenly turned around and fired at the other person who was fighting on the side.

When the two sides are fighting, how can they take into account the intervention of others, if there is no accident, that person will be defeated.

However, in the next moment, the chain gun that was in a hurry was slightly deflected by Huang Fu Yi, and it was almost undetectable, and finally it just passed by that person, and instantly returned to Huang Fu Yi's hands.

The man's face did not change at all, as if he had never seen the chain gun that nearly pierced him, tepidly fighting his opponent.

"If I hurt my own people, wouldn't I really become a drunkard. Huangfu Yi laughed, and his body rushed away.

The young swordsman snorted, "You have some skills!" The figure did not retreat but advanced, and did not give in half a step.

......

The snow sculpture soared until the clouds surrounded it, and it suddenly looked like a big dream.

On the back of the snow sculpture, the two sat opposite each other.

A small table was placed between the two, and the fire on it was slow, the tea was slightly boiling, and the fragrance of tea was lingering, permeating the sea of clouds.

Xiao Feng showed people with his usual face, skillfully cleaning the tea set, placing it, making tea, and the sound of running water and the sound of the wind was very meaningful.

Bai Wutian stared playfully at the young man opposite, "You don't seem to be in a hurry at all. ”

Xiao Feng didn't look up, but said softly, "Why are you in a hurry?"

"Looks like you're ready. Bai Wutian smiled.

Xiao Feng shook his head and said calmly, "If I don't worry, I won't go." ”

Bai Wutian raised his eyebrows, "Are you betting?"

Xiao Feng invited him to take a cup of tea and take a sip, "I'm gambling." ”

"Bet on what?" Bai Wutian sat up slightly straight, a little interested.

"Bet on whether a person will show up or not. Xiao Feng looked at the sea of clouds, the sea of clouds churned, reflected in his eyes, the wind surged.

"That one hundred and eight people can't reach that one?" Bai Wutian's eyes burned with interest.

"It's not the same. Xiao Feng shook his head, "After watching the play, how about you and I fight again?"

Bai Wutian frowned, "What if I say no?"

Xiao Feng lowered his head and smiled, "You will lose badly." ”

The teacup in Bai Wutian's hand shattered.

Xiao Feng shook his head, "It's different from what you think." ”

Bai Wutian stared at Xiao Feng for a long time, and laughed, "Drifting boy, it seems that he is not a carefree person. ”

Xiao Feng didn't care, drank a cup of tea, and said with a smile, "What do you think of this pot of tea?"

The man who hadn't touched a sip of tea touched the edge of the teacup and turned the teacup around, "It should be good tea, but I don't know if it's good or not." ”

"If you think it's delicious, it's delicious, but if it's cold, it won't taste good. Xiao Feng said with a light smile.

Bai Wutian was stunned and laughed heartily, "Then I'll try it." ”

He drank the tea, slapped the table and said, "Good wine." ”

Xiao Feng chuckled, "It's good tea." ”

Bai Wutian reached out and touched it under the table, and felt out a jar of wine, "Isn't this good wine?" ”

Xiao Feng shook his head and poured himself another cup of tea.

......

The first wave of the charge ended with the loss of combat power of the seven grandmasters, and the result of killing the eighteen opponents on the opposite side.

Huang Fu Yi returned to the team with the remaining thirteen surviving Grandmasters, and Xuanyuan Ming and the eighteen Grandmasters took over the next round of charge.

This time, the opponent is no longer more light and agile swordsman, but a strong and sturdy man, and the weapons he uses are even more varied.

Xuanyuan Ming's opponent is a middle-aged man holding two knives, both knives have jet-black chains, one attack and one defense, one chain, and one arc, like a dragon going out to sea, full of momentum.

Xuanyuan Ming just snorted lightly, stomped on the ground with both feet, stirred up a large area of dust and sand, and the long stick was rounded, breaking ten thousand laws with one force.

The two fought for more than 30 rounds, but no one could help anyone.

......

In the Luoxia Valley, there are naturally not only those who should fight, but also those who watch the battle.

In front of a mirror with a golden carved inlay around it, and a height of one foot high, there were three people standing at this time.

The Lord of the Yunxia Holy Land, Twilight Chengxue, the Great Elder Yi Ming, and Tang Wuyan, the person that Twilight took away that day.

At this time, the mirror showed the battle situation near the Luoxia Valley.

"Thirty-six people have been lost, and looking at the current form, if these old stubbornness are to be worn out, at least two hundred people will be lost, which is still a conservative estimate. Yi Ming said rationally.

"Although it can't hurt the root, it also hurts the muscles and bones. Du Chengxue glanced at Tang Wuyan and said lightly.

"The battle of will has never been easy to suppress, and this is also the fruit you planted back then. Tang Wuyan looked back expressionlessly.

Twilight Chengxue bowed her head and said, "The old ancestor is right. ”

......

The second wave of the charge ended with the loss of combat power of the thirteen grandmasters, and the result of killing the eighteen people on the opposite side.

The third wave of charges was led by Nangong Qingfeng.

Its opponents are also swordsmen.

The tip of the needle is on the wheat mang.

The two fought inextricably in the early stage, and the momentum was huge, but in the end, Nangong Qingfeng ended the battle with an understatement in the opponent's eyebrows.

Back then, her teacher didn't practice swordsmanship, but there were all kinds of swordsmanship changes in her heart, and now she has become simple, the rabbit is up and down, and the gods are haunted, and she is also blue.

The fourth wave of charges was led by Wu Ming, and the damage was at least three people.

The fifth wave of charge was led by Wu Ke, and the sword god's swordsmanship used manpower against celestial phenomena, and now manpower against manpower is even better.

There was one less person in the sixth wave of charges, but fortunately, the prestige was high, and the strength was the most, which was also unique.

After a round of charge, one hundred and fifty-three dry bones had been left near the Luoxia Valley, and the evergreen trees around them were also inexplicably depressed.

The remaining sixty-two grandmasters, although they were embarrassed, were still in high spirits.

Xuanyuan Ming was slashed hard in the chest by a chain knife, and he was considered a half-useless person, at this time, he slammed Huang Fu Yi's chest, laughing, "If I come back in the next wave of charges, prepare a celebration wine for me." ”

Huangfu Yi's chain gun slammed on the ground, "If you can hold up to two hundred people, how about my drunkard give you two jars of century-old wine?"

Xuanyuan Ming clapped his hands and laughed, "A word is a certainty, you don't have to regret it, so many people are watching." ”

Huangfu Yi snorted, "The big husband deals with things, spits on a nail in one mouthful, and regrets a fart." ”

He raised his voice and said, "After this time, if my drunkard is lucky enough not to die, one person and one altar daughter will be red, ten years." ”

"Is this true?" Ye Chen said loudly.

"I regret that I cut off my head and gave you a night pot. Huangfu Yi replied heroically.

Listen to that. Ye Chen slapped his palms and laughed.

The people nearby couldn't help but laugh too.

Going to Huangquan with such a person should also be revealed.

......

After a short break, the battle will start again.

This time it was a big battle of sixty-two people against sixty-two people, and the people who shot pulled out a long line, like listening to the tide of the tide lake, and went hand in hand to open a line.

The fastest one to sweep forward was the windwalker twenty years ago, Ye Chen laughed and said: "Riding the wind and swimming in the rivers and lakes, who is riding the wind with me?!"

In front of it, an air engine suddenly appeared.

The person on the other side was caught off guard, and suddenly flew out upside down, taking advantage of the momentum to borrow a little force on the trunk of a big tree, and floated back.

The big tree slowly broke and fell down with that point as the center.

Ye Chen still didn't give up, his feet stood in front of him, and suddenly his fingers were put together and pulled back.

A brilliant sword light suddenly flashed.

Ye Chen laughed, "Old Sword God Wu, how about my sword?"

Before the words fell, two sky-breaking arrows instantly met the door.

This was followed by the sound of a clear piano, and two fierce arrows suddenly exploded in the air.

The blind female luthier Situ Xi suddenly stood still, put the guqin in front of her, listened to the sound of the wind between heaven and earth, gently wiped the strings with her thumb, and dropped her fingers on the speed of the strings, faster and faster.

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, but Situ Xi's piano is a special weapon to prevent hidden weapons.

When playing the piano, she didn't forget to frown and remind, "Make a move, don't be careless." ”

Ye Chen grinned, "It's good to finally hear you play the piano again." ”

Two flying blades slashed along the waist and throat.

Ye Chen snorted lightly, "Leave you!"

The soldiers made two soft sounds, and the sword light and the flying blade struck again.

Ye Chen turned his head to Situ Xi and said with a bright smile: "It's okay." ”

The blind female luthier smiled helplessly, and the fingertip tune became more and more melodious.

At this time, the two of them heard a slightly approving evaluation, "Okay!"

It was naturally Wu Ke who spoke, and the distance was still very close.

He slashed forward casually, and the two blades in front of him split in half, and the two of them suddenly slid backwards several paces away.

Ye Chen grinned, feeling that he still had an axe from another class, and he couldn't afford to lose this person.

On Wu Ke's right is Murong Yulan, a big knife is coming, she is on her tiptoes, her posture is graceful and gently jumped, and when she landed, the flying sword like a swimming fish was already like a finger in her arm, attacking and killing.

By leaping high, she shifted her gaze slightly, and happened to see a clever woman with two swords like a rainbow not far away, whirling wantonly, with a great momentum like a bamboo.

And a few people away from Nangong Qingfeng is Zhang Ran's battlefield, the sword momentum is surging, and he does not lose the sword intent in the field.

Not far from Zhang Ran is Wu Ming's battlefield, the new and old swords, not only compete with each other, but also learn from each other, teachers and friends, half a step behind.

Nangong Shen is wearing a green shirt, a three-foot sword, and his aura is like a rainbow, and the demeanor of Nangong Old Sword God will naturally not lose to later generations.

Xuanyuan Ming has a stick in his hand, but he also has a pair of fists, and he is one of the only few boxing masters in the world.

When Xuanyuan Ming was about to run out of breath, his body leaned back slightly, stepped lightly, and slipped backwards, not showing any embarrassment.

Huangfu Yi, who had been taking care of him on the side, swiped his chain gun and consciously blocked the attack.

"Hey, okay?"

"Fuck off, when Lao Tzu can't do it, you just have to take care of yourself. Xuanyuan Ming took a new breath and laughed and raised his fist again.

"Haha, that's good. Huangfu Yi laughed heartily, and the chain gun came out of the water like a dragon, blocking most of the incoming blades again.

The two jars of wine that were said to be good will be given out anyway.

......

The white clouds are long, and some people swim on the white clouds.

One person was slightly drunk.

One person was slightly drunk.

The two of them seemed random, but they were also paying attention to the battle situation below.

When the time comes, the snow sculptures travel thousands of miles, just when the last wave of charges ends, and they don't miss the real show.

Xiao Feng tapped the rim of the cup with his fingers rhythmically, making a crisp sound, like a wind chime.

"Looking at this situation, the survivors will not be counted, what can you do here?" Bai Wutian said suddenly.

"I didn't say what I was going to do. Xiao Feng's voice was calm.

Bai Wutian smiled, not caring about Xiao Feng's coldness, "Since it's a wooden situation, what's so lively and beautiful?"

"If it's a sideline, it's naturally beautiful. Xiao Feng didn't care about Bai Wutian's ridicule and replied.

"I dried the whole rivers and lakes, just to add some blockage to them. Bai Wutian shook his head slightly, "You can do it." ”

Xiao Feng raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes curved, "I like to watch other people sing, but I don't like others to watch my plays, isn't the master of the Bai League?"

The corners of Bai Wutian's mouth curled slightly, "This seems to be watching a monkey, it won't be a good thing." ”

Xiao Feng smiled, "So, even if I don't say it, the White Alliance Master should take the initiative to change places, right?"

The curvature of the corners of Bai Wutian's mouth increased, and he didn't say a word.

Xiao Feng rubbed the handle of the teacup and said softly, "Since the Lord of the White Alliance has already had this intention, and I am a latecomer, it is better to be this favor, and by the way, to be a wicked person, so as not to say in the future how much I cherish the feathers of the Floating Tower." ”

Bai Wutian laughed, "It's the first time I've seen someone who splashes dirty water on himself like this, you guy, it's a bit interesting." ”

Xiao Feng smiled but said nothing.

"However, I remember that you said that these forces are deeply rooted and cannot be moved overnight, so why did you suddenly make up your mind to move now? Bai Wutian suddenly restrained his smile and lightly buckled the table.

"Since it's a gamble, naturally it's not me who makes trouble. Xiao Feng shook his head slightly.

"This game, didn't you set it up?" Bai Wutian raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, but it doesn't have much to do with me. Xiao Feng said in a gentle voice.

"Oh, I don't understand you. Bai Wutian shook his head meaninglessly and said no more.

Xiao Feng hooked the corners of his mouth, and without saying much, he looked at the battle situation below.

As the sun began to set in the west, the sun took on a golden color, shining on the chaos below.

The predecessors of the rivers and lakes are full of spirit, with the afterglow of the rivers and lakes, throwing blood, which is particularly magnificent.