"Knock on the emperor!"

When the soldiers of the Zhennan army saw Liu Feng walking out of the tent with Yang Xingli, Wen Huang, and the monk Konggong, they immediately knelt on the ground and bowed, got up and shouted.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The soldiers' reaction was so fast that even the monk Gonggong didn't have time to stop it, so he could only wipe his bald head helplessly and grin bitterly.

Isn't it to let the enemy know that their emperor is coming? But it is also good to give the soldiers a hope in their hearts and boost their declining morale.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat!"

Liu Feng was not displeased, and waved his hand to let the soldiers get up, and let the other party hear clearly that it was him Liu Feng who came.

Pedal Pedal ......

As Liu Feng's words fell, the other party's footsteps suddenly accelerated, and in a blink of an eye, they bypassed the hill and appeared in Liu Feng's field of vision.

At this time, the two sides were less than a hundred feet apart, and the faces and expressions of the other party could be clearly seen.

Looking at it, the number of the other party is not less than one million, and the morale is high and ready to move. As long as an order is given, it will rush over and annihilate the Zhennan army.

At the front of the army was a wooden cart drawn by eight horses. On it, there sat an old man with a white beard, whose age could not be seen.

But judging from the fluctuations in his internal strength, his cultivation is indeed terrifying, and he will definitely wipe out a million army with a wave of his hand.

At this time, Liu Feng felt a strong threat, if he hadn't been a human being for two lifetimes and being the emperor for the second time, it was estimated that he would have been defeated by the momentum of the other party without making a move.

"It's so strong!" Liu Feng exclaimed in his heart: "This person's cultivation has surpassed the great grandmaster, and he must have reached the realm of illusion, no wonder there is nothing he can do." ”

When encountering such an opponent, not to mention the Konggong monk, even Liu Feng himself felt a headache.

The illusion is strong, and it is already an existence beyond the world. The appearance of this kind of strong person can be said to go sideways, and he does not put others in his eyes at all.

As for why he didn't enter Middle-earth, Liu Feng couldn't think of a reason.

The phantom powerhouse also noticed Liu Feng, and his gaze projected over, as if he wanted to see Liu Feng through. No, he nodded slightly.

Sou!

The phantom powerhouse pressed lightly on the carriage with one hand, and the person shot out like an arrow from the string, landing on a huge mountain rock, looking at Liu Feng, and said lightly: "You are Liu Feng?"

"Presumptuous!" Monk Konggong took a step forward, glared angrily at the illusory powerhouse, and shouted: "Bold maniac, dare to call me Emperor Shenwu by his name, come and die!"

Liu Feng waved his hand, signaling the monk to retreat, and then saw a light touch, floating on another huge mountain rock, at eye level with the phantom powerhouse, only ten zhang away from each other.

"Who are you?" Liu Feng did not answer the other party's question, but also acquiesced in his identity.

The illusion powerhouse smiled faintly and said, "Yes, at the age of less than thirty, he has reached the Great Grandmaster Consummation, and he is worthy of being a genius rarely seen in a thousand years." ”

"But, in the hands of the old man, can you go through three moves?

Liu Feng snorted coldly: "I am the king of a country, if I can't even protect my own people, how can I be worthy of being called a king!

"Oh?" the phantom powerhouse still kept smiling, and his right hand was slowly raised, slowly pushing towards Liu Feng.

Suddenly, everyone saw that the air was rapidly deforming and tearing, and a powerful invisible coercion was covering Liu Feng.

"Be careful!"

Yang Xingli and Wen Huang exclaimed in a hurry and reminded them loudly. They also felt the horror of the old man and felt that Liu Feng was not an opponent.

The soldiers on both sides also stood in place and did not start a scuffle. They all know very well that the outcome of this war is not decided by these people, but by the two powerhouses who look at each other.

However, in the hearts of the people on both sides, the ideas are completely different.

The soldiers of the Zhennan army all hope that their emperor can create another miracle and turn things around.

The people of Dali Kingdom hope that the emperor of Middle-earth will be defeated or even exterminated in one move, and the task set by the king will be completed in advance. At the same time, he also became famous in one fell swoop, so that the countries did not dare to underestimate Dali.

"Broken!"

Liu Feng let out a low snort, waved his big hand suddenly, and also swung out a strong air current, and rushed away.

Rumble!

In the dull crashing sound, the air currents of the two sides collided and dispersed, disappearing into the air, and no one could help anyone.

The two were still standing on the rock, their clothes fluttering, looking at each other.

Click, click, click......

In the blink of an eye, the rocks beneath their feet made a crisp sound, and cracks appeared. Soon, it was as if Deshan Yan was dissatisfied with the cobwebs.

Boom! Boom!

Eventually, the two rocks exploded and became rubble of different sizes, scattered in all directions, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

The two figures still stood there, and did not fall back because of the damage of the mountain rock.

At this moment, the soldiers on both sides opened their eyes wide, and some couldn't believe that this was true. After all, they haven't looked at a single person and can stand in the air.

Of course, they didn't know what the Great Grandmaster realm was, let alone how high the illusion realm was.

But from the dialogue between the two powerhouses, it can be heard that the illusion is above the great master. It is still unclear how far apart it is.

Among all the people present, only Liu Feng and the illusion powerhouse understood the gap.

It can be said that the Grand Master is the highest place of martial arts, and his life can be as long as more than 5,000 years. But in the sea of qi, there is always internal strength, and there are still many impurities.

And in the realm of illusions, not only can life last for 10,000 years, but the internal strength in the sea of qi is no longer internal, but pure spiritual power. At this level, he is no longer a martial artist, but has stepped into the ranks of cultivators.

The confrontation between a warrior and a cultivator is like a child who has just learned to walk and wants to fight with an adult, and the result does not need to be considered at all.

The realm of illusion also varies with different cultivations, with the least being one change and the highest being a thousand changes. In battle, cultivators can conjure up illusions that are identical to themselves, making it difficult for enemies to distinguish between real and fake.

The more phantoms, the stronger the cultivation, and the more difficult it is to deal with.

When you reach the top of this realm, you will reach the top of this realm, and then you will be in another realm.

Now, Liu Feng is still a martial artist, although he has a small amount of spiritual power, but after all, it is a small amount, and there is no comparison with a real illusion powerhouse.

But Liu Feng was not discouraged, and he would not give up. Not only does he have to fight, but he also has a strange idea that must be answered in battle.

The illusory powerhouse was still smiling, and said lightly: "To be able to resist the coercion of my success, you are ridiculously arrogant." Now, let me see you at your best. ”

"Fulfill you!" Liu Feng also said lightly, reaching out to hold the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Boom!

The long sword was unsheathed, the cold light was dazzling, and it slowly pointed at the phantom powerhouse.

"The sword is the head of a hundred blades, attacking the unparalleled ......" The illusion powerhouse slowly spoke, and slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, he was also a sword cultivator.

Call!

The illusion powerhouse raised his hand suddenly, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at Liu Feng: "Today, show your strongest sword move, so as not to have no chance." ”

"Really?" Liu Feng said coldly: "Then let you see, what is the strongest sword move!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Feng volleyed into the air, soared upward, and instantly reached a hundred zhang in the sky. Then another sharp turn swooped down towards the illusory powerhouse.