The wind is cold.

Ears are moist sea vapor, driven by the strong wind, even suspended in the sky above the sea, the sun and moon Buddha platform on the top of the mountain is surrounded by clouds, you can still see the water droplets floating back and forth not far away.

Because the tip of the sword is inserted in the bottom of the sea, the entire sea area where Putuo Mountain is located is like a big bowl that is swirling open, and countless water vapors are rhythmic around Putuo Mountain.

The sea breeze rises from the sea level and blows through, passing through the mountains, the grass and trees rustle, and the birds that inhabit it look at the top of the mountain, and there is a little puzzlement.

"Boom".

It was like a heavy piece of iron falling.

On the Sun and Moon Buddha Stage, the black-robed woman who had been standing for a long time spread out her arms, closed her eyes, and listened to the whirring wind in her ears.

The sound of the heart thumping violently was insignificant in the loud blast that broke through the wind and sound barrier.

Yi Xiao'an opened his eyes suddenly.

There was a monstrous bang, and the black robe smashed into the sea, like a sharp arrow cutting into the sea!

On the top of Putuo Mountain, Yuan Tiangang, who was dressed in white clothes and fluttering with the wind, also opened his eyes and looked down at him, and his eyes swept away the mountain all the way.

With the huge acceleration, Yi Xiaoan put his hands together and lifted it to the top of his head, and his whole body went downward, like an awl, more like a real sword, and the heavy sea water was cut by the pressure of the tips of his palms-

The whole deep sea, silently and fearfully avoided.

And so shoot out!

The tip of the sword changed until it met the first trace of resistance, and then it slowed down and slowed down...... It wasn't until later that the huge buoyancy dragged the girl's body, turning the head-down posture into a balanced posture.

Eventually, all the water vapor around him began to drift upwards uncontrollably, trying to pull the black robe out of here.

has been drilled to the bottom of the sea for hundreds of feet, and Yi Xiao'an's body is no longer the posture of shooting down parallel to the mountain before.

Losing the sharpness that rushed down from the top of the mountain, she turned her head and squinted at the underwater world behind her.

The whole deep sea is pitch black.

The sea under the Putuo Mountain is lower than the sea level, making the whole fairy mountain look like it is suspended in the air, but in fact it is just a trick.

The whole Putuo Mountain, the real majestic and vigorous mountain, is hidden at the bottom of the sea, and only when it sinks to the bottom of the sea can you see the true face of Putuo.

Yi Xiaoan calmly looked at the rock behind her, she stretched out her five fingers vigorously, and buckled down a stone, this stone was soaked in the sea water, sharp and angular, but extremely cold, for countless years, the traces of the years were silently erased in the dampness, and the sea water was filled with wisps of sword qi, and there was no living soul in the entire deep sea.

Lifeless.

It's a barren place.

Yi Xiaoan was silent and crushed the stones in his palm, watching the stone chips being carried away by the current...... She looked up, and there was no light in the deep sea, much darker than the night on the ground.

She smiled silently, and the image in her mind couldn't help but come to mind.

When you are on the top of Putuo Mountain, every grass and tree is bright, and when you come to the bottom of the mountain, what you see in front of you is eternal darkness. Sure enough, compared to the real face that unfolds under the seabed...... What the sea shows to the world is only the tip of the iceberg.

She held her breath, the air between her mouth and nose spilling out, turning into a buoy and sweeping upwards.

Looking downward, the resistance grows.

Yi Xiao'an turned around, pressed one hand into the sea rock, the temperature between the palm and the rock touched, the hoarse boiling sound sounded, the water mist rose, and the hot white vapor spread between the contact surfaces of the two...... In the next moment, the burning black robe wrapped in vitality, with the power of touch, turned into a sharp arrow again-

No, this time it's more like a hammer!

The second dive borrowed all the power, different from the strength of the last free fall, the heavy pressure on the bottom of the sea was smashed by the hot vitality, and the sea of nothingness and no substance was more like the whole world condensed together at this moment.

The sound of breaking next to the ear was not pleasant, but so heavy that the eardrum almost burst.

I don't know how long the dive lasted...... When Yi Xiaoan's feet fell to the ground, the whole world trembled.

The girl's eyebrows were raised, her phoenix eyes were angry, her cheeks were full of redness, and the blood vessels of her skin were faintly visible.

Yi Xiao'an had bruises on her forehead, she struggled to stand firm, and the black robe made of unknown material maintained a bulging posture in the bottom of the sea, and the slender hands poking out of the two bulging sleeves grabbed forward.

In front of Yi Xiao'an, there was a pitch-black and ancient piece of iron, inserted in the deepest part of the seabed.

Countless currents swirl around it.

And if you look up at this moment, you can see that the whole head is pitch black, and the shadow is shrouded in the upper part of this piece of iron.

The iron piece is the tip of Lu Shen's sword.

On top of that "Lu Shen", it is a whole Putuo Mountain.

Hold the iron piece tightly.

Then exert force.

The body of an overlord, the ability to suppress the world.

Can you pull the tip of this sword?

......

......

"Lord Wang!"

"Lord Wang!"

Ning Fengzhi sat in the military tent, watching the lights in front of him flickering, the two men knelt down, and the atmosphere in the tent shook for a while, almost extinguished.

"You can't do that...... I'll wait, I'd rather die than refuse the order!"

Ning Fengzhi lightly mentioned the sheep's hair, and the thick and even pen and ink fell on the paper.

During the days when he refused to resist Jiang Qingyi, Ning Fengzhi did not have an easy time.

The Xiguan army is a very tricky enemy, and no one thought that one day before the Northern Wei Dynasty faced the terrifying Jiangnan Iron Cavalry, it would need to resist the iron sword of Xiguan.

Tianluo City is the city of the four kings of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and Ning Fengzhi is the great vassal king of the Northern Wei Dynasty compared to Li Qing...... Naturally, there are enough elite generals under his hands.

Two robes of the wolf.

Meng Qi and Zhang Wenyuan, both of them were wearing cool armor at the moment, Meng Qi rushed back from the front line, there was no time to rest, the blood on the armor had just dried up, his cheeks were hideous, and his voice was hoarse...... How can Your Majesty let you go to such a Hongmen banquet in person?"

Ning Zhiyuan was silent, paused slightly, and then stood up, the white armor on his body reflected the firelight, and his handsome face smiled with some calmness: "Meng Qi...... The road of the Northern Wei Dynasty is not easy to walk. ”

The man who was kneeling on the ground, with blood stains on his face, raised his head a little bewildered, watched the prince hold the white scale helmet with both hands, gently removed it, breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered: "Until now, it is not the responsibility of anyone in the Luoyang Palace, of course, there is also my responsibility here...... Xiguan is reversed, Jiangnan wants to fight, what else can we do?"

Ning Zhiyuan's fingers rubbed the delicate scales on the helmet, and his gaze fell on Meng Qi's face: "How many people have you killed since the Battle of the West Rejection has been fought so far?"

The lights flickered.

The man did not hesitate at all, stared at his prince, and grinned: "The last general took the head with his own hands, there are two hundred and fourteen, and he led eight hundred wolf riders and plundered more than three thousand. ”

Ning Zhiyuan laughed softly: "Xiliang Meng Qi really lives up to my reputation as a wolf in black robe. ”

The man smiled even more.

He was originally from Xiguan, that desolate place, fierce by nature, in the war of the eight powers, following Ning Zhiyuan in life and death, known as the "black robe" in the second robe of the wolf.

It's just that the smile on Meng Qi's face just appeared, and Ning Zhiyuan suddenly said: "There are 100,000 white robes in Xiguan, and there are only 800 wolf cavalry elites in Sky Wolf City...... Can you shake the sixteen-figure camp head-on?"

Meng Qi's smile froze.

He was responsible for attacking and killing a sixteen-character battalion, with eight hundred against everything, the wolf cavalry of the sky wolf is the absolute elite, as a sharp weapon for battlefield harvesting, in the plain, once it rushes up, it is unstoppable.

He had long heard that the sixteen-character camp in Xiguan was the best in the world.

But in a small conflict of the same scale, Meng Qi would never believe that anyone could resist the wolf ride.

But the tragic scene of that war is still vivid in my mind.

The wolf cavalry won a tragic victory, the vitality was greatly damaged, and the sixteen-character battalion lost six hundred and began to retreat, at this time the wolf cavalry casualties were nearly half, and the pursuit was more than ten miles before the death division was all killed.

"Xiguan stands on its own, Jiang Qingyi is located on the ethereal slope, these battles have been fought, except for being ashamed, I have nothing to say. ”

Ning Zhiyuan, who took off the white crown, said calmly: "In terms of strategy, I am not as good as him, and in terms of heritage, the sky wolf is not as good as Xiguan." ”

"There are tens of thousands of sixteen-character battalions, in this battle, relying on us alone, how can we reject the west?"

Ning Zhiyuan smiled: "Meng Qi doesn't need to blame himself, it's really that the role I can play is too small...... On the frontal battlefield, Luoyang has always been fighting against Jiang Qingyi, everyone fights with each other and hurts each other to the bone. ”

Meng Qi could only be silent.

Zhang Wenyuan knew the reason for all this.

It's not that the southern city where the wolf is located is too shallow.

It's the one in the Luoyang Palace, who has never allowed the power that threatens him to appear, and Xiguan has been able to grow so far, on the one hand, he was born in the external troubles of the demon clan, and he had to expand the recruitment of soldiers, and on the other hand, he ...... It is His Majesty's own excesses.

Zhang Wenyuan knelt on the ground in a white robe, he followed Ning Zhiyuan from Luoyang, knowing that the intrigues and tricks in the palace, the moment Jiang Qingyi went west, he was regarded as the successor of Xiguan arranged by Luoyang, no one thought that this chess piece that stabilized the army's heart became a deadly knife today.

After a little thought, there was a sound of rustling in the military tent.

Ning Zhiyuan, who stood up, had already removed his heavy white armor and picked up the big gun hanging on the wall, dressed lightly, more like a martial artist.

Zhang Wenyuan raised his head and asked seriously, "What does the prince want?"

Ning Zhiyuan grabbed the big gun, chuckled, shook the gun, and the crackling explosion was finally exploded at the tip of the gun, and the red tassel was thrown away.

The lights go out.

Someone pushed open the tent door, and his body was as light as a feather, and he stepped on a white horse.

"Seek a peace for the Northern Wei Dynasty. ”

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PS: 1, thank you for traveling north and returning to the south, Tianque Murong for your reward. This month's monthly ticket battle has begun, but 12 noon on the 15th is the main battlefield.

2, about the chapter of the Tiger of the South, I want to say a lot, all in the next chapter, there will be a change at 12 o'clock tonight.