Time, in the confrontation between Kou Zhong and the Li family's army across the river, little by little, in the blink of an eye, it was already the cold winter wax moon season.

Entering the winter, the two sides couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and stayed up to this season, at least until the spring of next year, without worrying about the war starting.

The armies of the two sides entered a truce, and in the far northern grasslands, on the snow-capped land, a tall and majestic figure was slowly walking towards the border of the Central Plains.

This person was extremely burly, carrying a spear of eight snakes behind his back, and a long knife that exuded a chill on his waist, ignoring the snowflakes that kept falling between heaven and earth, and walked forward step by step.

Every step he takes, it is a distance of dozens of zhang, he is like a moving super-large furnace, burning amazing heat all the time, everywhere he passes, whether it is the snowflakes falling in the sky or the thick snow on the ground, all of them are melting in an instant, and even transpiring into wisps of white gas.

This person, even if he just glances at it from a distance, can feel an irresistible heat wave coming, he is like the god walking in the world, domineering and wanton, not caring about the eyes of the world.

He is Bi Xuan, called Wuzun by the warriors of the Central Plains, and is worshiped as a god by the people of the grassland, and is believed and worshiped by all the people with the respect of gods.

At this time, on his bronzed skin, a white aura rose, facing the direction where Luoyang City was located, walking step by step, each step fell, it was a hundred meters away, not a single point, not a single more, as if it had been measured.

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When the god of war in the northern grassland walked in the direction of Luoyang, in the northeast, in Goryeo, a thin-looking old man also slowly got up at this time.

The old man had an unusually narrow face, and all the features on it were shortcomings that no one wanted to have, more like they were all crowded into a pile, which made his forehead look particularly high.

This man's chin is slender, and the curved and folded bridge of the nose is very high and huge, out of proportion, which makes his eyes and mouth appear a little narrow, but fortunately there is a long black hair draped over the shoulders, which reconciles the incongruity between the broad shoulders and the narrow face, otherwise it will be even more awkward and weird.

And it was this old man whose facial features were full of awkwardness, at this moment, the moment he got up, there was even a sound of sword roaring in the vast world, and even the blood flowers that were constantly sprinkling in the sky were affected by the sky-rushing sword intent at this moment, turning into the shape of a small sword, and it rained sword rain all over the sky.

The old man didn't care about the changes in the weather around him, patted the silver sword on his waist, and waved his hand behind him.

"Jun Yu, you have something to do for the teacher to go out, you are optimistic about your home!"

Behind the old man, a woman in white came out with a sword, and the white sword rain around her bypassed her, forming an absolute forbidden place around her.

"Master, when will you return?"

"As long as you don't die, you will naturally come back!"

The old man smiled indifferently, raised his hand and shook it in the air, and the next moment, endless snowflakes condensed together, and in the blink of an eye, a crystal clear ice crystal long sword was formed.

Glancing at the ice crystal long sword in his hand, the old man raised his hand and threw it forward, and the next moment, the long sword was like a white thunderbolt, and in an instant, it had disappeared a hundred meters away.

Along with the ice crystal sword, there was also the figure of the old man.

The woman named Jun Yu vaguely saw the figure of the master, stepping on the long sword, carrying the sword behind her back with both hands, and in an instant, she disappeared into the vast world.

"Master's Yi Sword Technique, this is another breakthrough! It seems that in the future, Master Yi Sword will be changed to Master Edgeworth!"

Looking at the direction where the master disappeared, the woman in white smiled slightly, her eyes were full of admiration, she was not worried about the safety of her master at all, after all, her own master, that is a god-like existence, in this world, who can hurt him?

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In the palace of the king of Tubo in the Western Regions, an old man with a thin figure and an obvious appearance in the Western Regions was standing on a three-story high astrological platform, constantly divining something.

"The national teacher has been busy divination for more than a year, but what did he discover?"

Under the astrology platform, a middle-aged man, dressed in a royal robe, strolled over, his eyes were full of expectation.

"It turned out to be the king, the king is here today, but you want to get a piece of the pie in the Central Plains?"

"Now that the Central Plains is in the midst of war, it is a great opportunity for me to Tibet, and the national teacher thinks that if this king sends troops, he will have the opportunity to sit on the Central Plains?"

The Dry Thin National Master was silent, and then shook his head, "If it was more than a year ago, there might have been a few chances, but now, it is impossible!"

"Huh, why is that?"

"Presumably, with the king's intelligence, you should know something about the Battle of the Jade Emperor Peak more than a year ago, right?"

The Tubo King nodded, "The Great Grandmaster of Na Lin Nuo is indeed powerful, and the Dao and Demon factions of the Central Plains Realm are not his opponents, and it is precisely because of this that this king has not dared to rashly attack for more than a year!"

"But now it's different, this king has received news from the secret agent, the martial god of the grassland and the sword god of Goryeo have all got up one after another and rushed towards the Luoyang realm, it is obvious that they are going to unite with Ning Daoqi and fight the Lin Nuo Grandmaster again!"

"This king admits that Sect Master Lin's strength can be called the first person in the world, but he is also a great grandmaster, and the national master thinks he can win with the joint efforts of the three great grandmasters?"

The thin national teacher shook his head, "Whether Lin Nuo can win or not, the old man can't figure it out, but the old man can be sure that the three of Ning Daoqi will definitely die!"

"What do you mean?" King Tubo was slightly stunned, and asked with some uncertainty: "What does the national master mean, in the future grand master decisive battle, something unexpected will happen?"

"That's right!"

"What kind of accident was it?"

The national teacher raised his hand, pointed to the vast and endless sky, and said in a condensed voice: "The old man can only calculate that on the day of the decisive battle, there will be a 'sky' coming, and the three of Ning Daoqi will definitely die!"

"Heaven?" the king of Tubo repeated in surprise, and then said with a smile: "Is the national teacher joking?"

"Old decay never jokes!" the national teacher shook his head with a look of awe, "It's not the sky we see now, but an existence that can compete with the sky, I don't know its name, I can only call it 'heaven'!"

"If the sky comes, can't human power stop it? Although Ning Daoqi and the others are great grandmasters, they still belong to the category of human beings after all, how can human power defeat the sky?"

"I know that the king has always had a plan for the Central Plains, but now, everything is useless, I just need to wait quietly and wait for the sky to change!"