At this time, Nian Ruoyun's face was bitter, looking at Li Xuan's blood-red eyes and the heavy evil aura bursting out of his body, he clearly realized that Li Xuan had gone crazy. He could clearly feel the destructive meaning coming from Li Xuan's fist, which was a breath of extinction for life, the cycle of life and death. Nian Ruoyun didn't dare to fight back at all, with Li Xuan's incessant bombardment, Nian Ruoyun's sword mouth was almost torn, and he felt that his right hand was about to lose consciousness!

What a domineering boxing technique this is!? Maybe the current Nian Ruoyun doesn't even have a chance to fight back, so he can only passively bear Li Xuan's boxing style.

The surrounding Dajin sergeants were a little panicked when they saw this scene, and even the archers stopped attacking, afraid of hurting Nian Ruoyun. Even they involuntarily vacated the space for the two of them, for fear of being affected by the battle between the two.

Feeling that Li Xuan's fist style suddenly weakened, Nian Ruoyun knew that at this moment, Li Xuan had finally reached the point where he had taken a breath, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slapped Li Xuan's head with the sword body, kicked the ground with both feet, and tossed in the air for half a week, with a shake of his wrist, the tip of the sword burst out with a scorching firelight, stabbing Li Xuan's heart fiercely, this blow, Li Xuan was almost unavoidable.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, Nian Ruoyun's eyes were full of hideousness. It's just that at this moment, he suddenly saw that the sneer on Li Xuan's face was getting stronger, and a bad premonition immediately rose in his heart.

I saw that Li Xuan actually took the initiative to stretch out his left hand and grasp the sharp sword, let the sword light penetrate through the palm, and stepped forward three steps, a brilliant white light erupted in his right hand, pinched Nian Ruoyun's neck in the air, and pressed it to the ground fiercely, "Your sword, it seems that it is quite good at blocking, I see how you can block it now!" Li Xuan had already seen that the hardness of the divine sword in Nian Ruoyun's hand was comparable to that of the Drifting Rain Sword, and it could not be broken by his own fists alone, so he deliberately exposed the flaws and lured Nian Ruoyun to take the initiative to come.

Nian Ruoyun was pinched by Li Xuan's neck and smashed to the ground, his eyes were full of panic, he only felt that the sword in his right hand was held by Li Xuan, unable to move. Nian Ruoyun, who looked shocked, suddenly found that the white mang in Li Xuan's hand seemed to seal his five senses, making him unable to move. In his surprise, Li Xuan's right fist was raised high again, and slowly smashed into Nian Ruoyun's face door one by one. At this moment, it seemed that Li Xuan was just slowly punching, but it was like you, and thousands of fist winds instantly fell on Nian Ruoyun's face, making him unavoidable.

And this is the ultimate embodiment of the speed of the fist wind, it seems that time has stopped at this moment, Nian Ruoyun's legs are struggling weakly, at this moment, he is like a deflated ball, with the spiritual power of the body being shattered. There was only a powerful fist left in his eyes, "Bang bang bang!" His facial bones sunken down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and as Li Xuan's last punch was thrown, Nian Ruoyun who fell to the ground was like a stiff fishy fish, protruding and fluttering a few times, and then there was no movement.

In this scene, the souls of the Jin army around me are all rising. Having experienced countless battles, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they saw Li Xuan's moves, and they even forgot to shout. Li Xuan lightly kicked Nian Ruoyun's corpse, snatched Nian Ruoyun's sword in his hand and held it, and the vitality of Hetu Luoshu had slowly begun to repair the wound on his left hand. At this moment, Li Xuan's hair flew wildly, because of the evil qi entering his body, his heart was extremely furious, and he stood with a sword bathed in blood, like a Shura, and shouted: "Which one came to die!"

Someone in the Jin army finally began to react, "National thief Li Xuan, you dare to kill General Nian!"

"Avenge General Nian!"

"Third Brigade, surround him......" one officer roared. At this moment, the iron cavalry of the Xiang army that was fighting with the Jin army in the field had been surrounded and gradually annihilated. There was only one Li Xuan left in front of him. Nian Ruoyun's tragic death made the officer shout, with endless resentment in his eyes.

But before he could say the next sound, a lightning-like blood-colored figure was already whistling with boundless evil aura, and the next moment, when he only saw a shadow that was blurred to the extreme, the person who came had already rushed into the military formation with a crazy posture, his eyes were blood-red, and a murderous voice sounded low at this moment, "Three-foot Floating Rain Sword, Mountains and Rivers and Clothes!

It was Li Xuan! At this moment, an extreme desire to kill poured out from the unprovoked end of his heart, his hands trembled, and the sword light in his right hand was like a thousand waterfalls, pouring thousands of miles, and directly pressed towards the officer who had spoken out before! At this moment, Li Xuan, like Shura, was like a shura, and the rough sword light was dozens of flying heads in the past, and with his shot, the screams suddenly resounded through the clear sky!

A strong evil aura that seemed to have condensed into substance swept through the entire field in an instant! Li Xuan's purpose in doing this was only one, to break through a path and rush to Li Zhu's side! His afterglow had already seen that Li Zhu was now entangled with Tang Zicheng! With a sword hit, with the help of the corpses of several people next to him, he stepped into the sky again, stepping on layers of blood waves under his feet, but his body stopped and stopped, like a raging whirlwind, rushing forward. At this moment, Li Xuan's face was cold and cruel, and there was no pity in his eyes. In the battlefield, it is always the heads of men who speak!

With a shake of his hand, he stabbed at the Jin army in front of him, which was as dense as a black cloth: "Get out of the way!"

At this moment, Li Xuan had almost turned into a divine dragon, and he had already seen that Li Zhu's chest had been scraped by Tang Zicheng. The Jin army, who was the first to face Li Xuan's sword light, flew up one after another, and the headless body rolled to the ground with the sword wind.