Tuoba Yuanwu can now be described as complacent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The barbarians' thousand-year-old wish was about to be fulfilled in his hands, and the pass that had made countless ancestors hate finally opened his door to the barbarians for the first time.

Then he could trim his troops and horses to plunder grain and grass, and then march eastward, and a more fertile Central Plains land was at his fingertips.

Thinking like this, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and the fierce beast under his crotch seemed to feel the pleasure in his master's heart at the moment, and its pace was a little faster.

"The barbarian king is wise, our clan can finally march into the Central Plains, and the long-cherished wish of the ancestors can finally be fulfilled in our hands. Nan Po on the side naturally saw at a glance that Tuoba Yuanwu was in an excellent mood at the moment, and he lost no time in admiring.

Tuoba Yuanwu has never liked such flattering words, but now it is different from the past, and he is in a good mood, but he doesn't care about Xiao Jiujiu in Nan Po's heart, but lets out a hearty smile.

On the other side, the Kuafu clan star death bronze elephant frowned and said: "Several generals of this human race have the appearance of tigers and wolves, after the barbarian king enters the customs, he still needs to send people to chase and kill, if they are allowed to escape back to the Central Plains, I am afraid it will be detrimental to the great plan of the Holy Son." ”

"Tong Da Wu Xian's words are wrong, not to mention that those human races are the defeated generals in the hands of you and me, that is, they really fled back to the Central Plains, with the strength that the Barbarian King said, it is still unknown whether they can muster up the courage to fight with us again. Hearing this, Nan Po smiled even more flatteringly.

"The arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and the barbarian king must not be overjoyed!" Hearing this, the bronze driving elephant naturally felt a little angry in his heart, but it was not easy to attack, so he turned his head and ignored Nan Po listening, and said to Tuoba Yuanwu again.

"Hmph!" Nan Po heard that the copper drive looked like he didn't want to talk to him, and his heart naturally gave birth to a little anger, and he said with a little yin and yang: "The human race has now been defeated, and the Yongning Pass of Nuoda is handed over to others, and the copper is great and witchy, so it will increase the prestige of the enemy and destroy his own ambition, I'm afraid something is wrong." ”

"You!" the anger in the brass elephant's heart was even worse, and he was about to attack.

"Okay, you are all for the great cause of my barbarians, don't quarrel, this king has his own decision in his heart. Tuoba Yuanwu said this, obviously a little impatient in his tone.

Once Tuoba Yuanwu spoke, these two were dissatisfied with each other in their hearts, and they didn't dare to show anything at the moment, so they closed their silences and fell silent.

Tuoba Yuanwu, whose ears were finally quiet, looked up at Yongning Pass, which was getting closer and closer, again.

The night is already dark, and the dilapidated Yongning Pass is now empty of people, and the city can no longer see the beacon fire of the past.

But as a star, the night could not cut off Tuoba Yuanwu's sight, and he had all this in his sight.

His eyes narrowed, and a cold glint seemed to flicker between them.

For, above the empty city, he saw a figure.

A lonely figure.

He was dressed in a white shirt, and his belt fluttered in the night wind.

His face was as pale as his clothes, but his lips were as bright red as if they had been soaked in blood.

Tuoba Yuanwu stopped, and the million-strong soldiers behind him also stopped at the same time.

The bronze elephant drivers who were star-dead also found the figure on the city wall at this moment, they were stunned for a moment, and then someone stepped forward to ask for help as if they wanted to say something.

But Tuoba Yuanwu stretched out his hand slightly to stop everyone's advances, and he stepped forward alone with the fierce beast.

"Tuoba Yuanwu has seen General North. He bowed his hand to the person who closed it, and said in a steady voice, as if he were greeting an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

The person who closed the gate jumped down at that time, and from a height of 100 zhang, he landed in front of Tuoba Yuanwu in an instant.

"The general wants to stop me?" asked Tuoba Yuanwu again, a smile on his lips.

At that time, the night breeze blew up the sand and dust all over the ground, and also lifted the loose hair on the man's forehead.

His scarlet lips opened slightly, and a murmur came out of his mouth at that moment.

"Guanshan, Henghua, Wangshu, Xihe, Chang Gung, Chitose, Yuchen, Candle Heaven, Chongshan. ”

As soon as these words came out, the nine swords suddenly rang out.

I saw a flash of inspiration, and nine figures appeared in front of him.

They lined up, each holding a flickering sword in their hands.

There was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on their bodies, but there was a shocking sword intent all around them, and even a kendo master rarely possessed such a full and pure sword intent. They are more like a sword, sharp and outstanding.

Beitong Xuan answered Tuoba Yuanwu's question with his actions.

"Why bother?" Tuoba Yuanwu shook his head and sighed regretfully when he saw this. "It's not easy for a sword spirit to cultivate to such a realm. ”

"Sword Spirit?" As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the people around him became a little stunned, and no one would have thought that this Terran general, who was regarded as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh by the barbarians, turned out to be just a sword spirit.

Bei Tongxuan shook his head at that time, and said to himself: "I have been a person for too long, and even I have forgotten that I am actually just a sword spirit. ”

"But so what?" Bei Tongxuan's eyes suddenly flashed with a strong killing intent.

A sword intent that was stronger than the nine figures poured out of his body, his white shirt was puffed up by the sword intent at that time, and the green silk behind him was raised back indiscriminately, and the momentum on his body began to rise, as if it was endless.

"It's useless. You're not a star, you can't kill me. Tuoba Yuanwu was still sighing.

He had to admit that Beitong Xuan was very strong, far stronger than he expected.

His cultivation is only asked, or half-step star death, but he can fight with him for a long time without falling behind, although he did not use all his strength, but the world can do this with the cultivation under the star, except for the human general in front of him, there is no one who comes.

When Beitong Xuan heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his cold face.

"Who said I wasn't a star?"

He asked like this, before Tuoba Yuanwu and the others came back to their senses.

A spiritual pressure suddenly opened up from his body, covering everyone.

Then, behind him and the nine figures he summoned all spread a pair of sword wings that shone with a cold glow.

"My realm is called the common people!"

As he spoke, countless mountains and rivers emerged from his realm, towns and villages suddenly sprang up in them, and his realm continued to spread.

Ten miles!

Twenty miles!

Thirty miles!

......

It wasn't until after a few breaths that a certain tipping point was suddenly reached.

His realm was opened up at that time, and it was a hundred miles.

An extremely faint spiritual pressure fluctuation flashed, and his realm seemed to have undergone some changes at that time, the mountains and rivers began to have a mountain breeze blowing, the sky faintly saw birds and beasts coming and going, and even the faces of ordinary people living in his realm began to show joy, anger and sorrow.

His field, at that moment, came alive.

It no longer seems to be the nothingness he said he had conjured up, it seemed to have become a real world, a world of flesh and blood, joy and sorrow.

A star suddenly lit up, and it came from an unknown number of miles away, and sprinkled a brilliant starlight towards Beitongxuan.

He was dressed in a white shirt with a fluttering belt, standing in the starlight.

His scarlet lips opened slightly, and he asked, "Now, am I a star?"

Tuoba Yuanwu's face became extremely ugly at that time, he knew very well the difficulty of achieving Star Death, this was by no means an overnight thing, and in the previous battle, he also clearly felt that Beitong Xuan's cultivation was powerful, but there was a big distance from Star Death, and now, only a few hours have passed, and he has achieved Star Death so easily.

He realized that the man in front of him was an extremely strong opponent, and for the first time since he became a star, he clenched the knife in his hand.

This should be an opponent worthy of his all-out effort, he thought to himself.

And no one noticed that in the distance, a cyan figure was watching them from afar.

From the moment Bei Tongxuan lit up Yuheng, she looked at the edict in her hand, which came from Xingchen Pavilion, which read.

Yu Hengming, through the Xuan burial.