The starry sky is endless, and the moonlight is cool and warm.

In the starry sky, who can tell which is the hot star and which is the cold star. Like a flat boat in the ocean, drifting between the stars, I don't know where to drift in a daze.

Wang Zimo and King Fengxuan fought from the city lord's mansion to the outer city.

Standing on the majestic city wall, the prince held Ping Youyou high in his hand, pointing at the tip of King Fengxuan's nose from afar.

He was not afraid of the prestige of the magic sword spreading out, because tonight, King Fengxuan would become a speck of dust in the long river of history.

Outside the city lord's mansion, the movement to worship the Heavenly God Sect was in full swing.

Wang Zimo raised the tip of his knife sharply, and at the same time stepped on the five squares and strode forward with "a reed crossing the river", and when he was half a zhang away from King Fengxuan, the tip of the knife suddenly slid down, picking out a perfect arc in the night. face

That King Fengxuan was not a prodigal son, under the rapid attack of Prince Mo, he quickly stabbed the spear in his hand, and the spear went straight into his chest.

Facing the half-zhang long red tassel spear, Wang Zimo turned over, his whole body bent back into a full-string bow and arrow, and his hands tightly grasped the hilt of Pingyou's knife, bypassing King Fengxuan's left shoulder from bottom to top, and slashing hard at King Fengxuan's armpit.

With the sound of "huhu" breaking the air, he wanted to cut off King Fengxuan's left arm.

That Fengxuan King was in the Five Elements and Four Stars, one level higher than Jiang Chengzi. At a young age, he took care of Fengming City for his father in an orderly manner, so it seems that it is definitely not a thing in the pool. How could the prince be allowed to lead him by the nose?

Feng Xuan Wang had sharp eagle eyes, and he had already understood Wang Zimo's conspiracy after being honed on the battlefield for a long time, and instantly locked Wang Zimo's open chest, and the red tassel spear shook, and it was pumped on Wang Zimo's belly with a "snap".

Although he has experienced several life-and-death struggles, whether it is in terms of combat skills or the grasp of timing, Wang Zimo is not at all on a level compared to King Fengxuan.

He was perfect, and he really didn't know what the situation of his cultivation was.

As soon as he fought with King Fengxuan, Wang Zimo's heart instantly understood, and he was immediately sure that this battle would be won, but he was also extremely embarrassed.

Temptation, the first move, both of them are testing each other's details.

And then the battle has just begun.

"Yunkai has no shadow and the dragon is groaning!"

Wang Zimo was furious and windless, and the Taiyan Sutra and the Buddhist Dharma were urged at the same time, and he shouted violently, and when he came up, he used the strongest move.

The endless stream of infinite aura is sucked into the dantian through the Buddhist method, and is transported to the main path plate through the eight dao plates, turning into yin and yang yuan force for the prince to drive silently.

Even in battle, Wang Zimo could also feel the uniqueness of the Buddhist method.

Fengming City's Wuji Aura was not as good as Da Jue's three points, but it was quickly absorbed by the Buddhist Method. In contrast, the Eight Dao Disc seemed to be overstretched, refining the Yin and Yang Five Elements Yuan Force from the Wuji Aura, and the speed was significantly reduced, making it impossible to make ends meet.

"You can't keep the war for a long time, otherwise when the Yuan Force is lost, this battle will be lost!" Wang Zimo thought to himself.

Moved by his thoughts, Ping Yu quickly turned into a silver divine dragon and rushed to the sky with his head held high.

"Aang!"

A divine dragon suddenly broke through the clouds and swooped down with the momentum of ten thousand clouds, and the flames burned in the dragon's head, but it could not cover the sword rays that were quiet and spitting.

That Fengxuan King didn't know what exercises he had cultivated, and he was not afraid at all in the face of Pingyou.

He looked up from afar, and when Pingyou was ten feet away from him, he suddenly raised the red tassel spear high and shouted: "Open!"

But I saw that the spear in his hand was broken one by one, and the head of the spear was bent like a snake, and it suddenly wrapped around the hilt of Pingyou's knife.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

The distance of ten zhang is only a blink of an eye at a flat speed.

Without waiting for Wang Zimo to react, King Fengxuan actually grabbed the red tassel spear and shook it violently, instantly unloading most of the impact, throwing the silver dragon around him for half a circle, and finally threw it out at Wang Zimo.

The four-foot-long blade was sharp, Wang Zimo dodged sideways, and as soon as his mind turned, Ping Youyou returned to his hand. However, he found that King Fengxuan was wearing a golden armor in a short period of time, and the spear was dancing vigorously in his hand.

"This guy's weapons can be soft and hard, it's really a rare treasure!"

King Fengxuan lost his sister, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

He stood on the city wall, the flames of anger had already burned all reason, like a bloodthirsty demon wolf, bent on tearing the person in front of him to pieces, paying tribute to Wan'er, and giving an explanation to the spirit of the deceased mother in the sky.

A smile appeared in Zhuang Manwan's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the graceful voice turned into scarlet bloodshot to cover his eyes.

In the eyes of King Fengxuan, this night was blood-red, and the white clouds in the sky were the blood splattered from the pool of blood in the hell, full of evil. And Wang Zimo is a demon beast in thousands of bloodstains, swallowing the weak Wan'er in one bite.

"Ahh

Without waiting for the prince to tidied up the ice silkworm gloves, King Fengxuan suddenly jumped up, and his feet shook the city wall.

In an instant, Wang Zimo felt as if there was a god of war standing in front of him, and the killing aura that had been tempered countless times on the battlefield actually condensed into a substance behind King Fengxuan.

The prince didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly summoned out the Liqian Bell to shine on his body, and the Fire Spirit Bead frantically absorbed the Yin and Yang Yuan Power output from the main Dao Disk next to the Dao Plate, and continuously injected the Fire Yuan Force into the Liqian Bell.

The red fire was blazing, and it did not give in to the killing aura of King Fengxuan.

"Smack!"

At the beginning, King Fengxuan was still afraid that Xue Jianniang would suddenly intervene.

Now, he is completely blinded by hatred, and he has unloaded all his baggage, and just wants to have a good fight.

Either the prince dies silently, or he dies!

"Is it just five elements and one star?

King Fengxuan took the lead in making a move, instantly turning a spear into a whip and throwing a loud whip in mid-air. Almost at the same time, the wind wailed angrily outside the city, and a black horse shrouded in dead air carried the same lifeless general out of the battlefield.

"Fengming City is now the territory of the Fengtian God Sect, and he can't be allowed to enter the city!"

Xue Jianniang is sure in her heart. didn't wait to make a move, but saw Wang Zimo suddenly turn over and jump off the city wall.

Away from the fire, chasing after Wang Zimo.

In an instant, Wang Zimo was like a meteor galloping against the grassland, with a "whirring" sound of breaking through the air, and slammed into the underworld.

The fire burned a scorched black straight line on the ground, and the moment it hit, it exploded with a "bang", as if the brilliant fireworks illuminated the west of Fengming City as bright as day for half a day.

The people of the city looked up one after another.

The tall city wall obscured the view, and only the desolate back of the young master of Fengming City was seen standing on the turret.

They didn't know what was going on, the masculine and passionate young master had become decadent overnight, he was the "King of Fengxuan" who had just been crowned a few days ago!

Could it be because of the death of the old city lord?

No!

Everyone knows that the old city lord is addicted to wine, and he is drunk with Ji Huan all day long, and ten years ago he actually listened to Ji Huan's slander and strangled the eldest lady to death with his own hands. Leave a pair of children alone.

If the old city lord is dead, King Fengxuan will not be so decadent.

Everyone speculated about what happened to the City Lord's Mansion.

When he stood on the city wall just now, Wang Zimo felt locked by a strong idea, and a huge sense of crisis arose from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling is very strong, and it quickly permeates the whole body at the first glance. Wang Zimo couldn't help but be smart, as if he was holding a sharp triangular pyramid from the back of his heart, if he continued to fight with King Fengxuan, the triangular pyramid would definitely pierce him without hesitation.

The sky was full of fire, mixed with black dead air.

The fire and the dead air cannibalize each other, splitting into even finer sparks in the air. After a while, the fire was extinguished, but the dead air was even more majestic.

The prince and the general are back to back.

The moment the two staggered, Wang Zimo saw it clearly.

The Immortal General was wrapped in almost liquefied death, his golden armor was corroded to jet black, and the two eyes in the empty helmet were like red willow leaves, thin and long, flickering and flickering, and he couldn't see his mouth and nose clearly. The originally red phoenix feather golden beard and double-tailed crown on the helmet were dyed black and gold by the dead air, and a bronze thin sword half a zhang long was held high, and it actually poked a finger-deep hole in the dry bell.

The prince silently endured the wound on his left waist and forcibly swallowed back the blood that had rolled up in his abdomen. Cracking his mouth to reveal his scarlet teeth, the prince Mo didn't have time to heal his wounds, and hurriedly stepped on the "reed crossing the river" and rushed forward for several feet.

Turning his head suddenly, he suddenly saw a thick python with a water tank lying where he was standing just now, and King Fengxuan was standing on the head of the python and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile.