The sky was white, the fog was white, and the rivers were white.

Only the Xuanyi people were dressed in pitch black, coming from the eternal night, like a martial god who stood high in the nine heavens, and like an emperor who swept away the demons.

The slender blades of grass, on the shore of the Huai River, shivered, and the swimming fish did not dare to bubble on the surface of the water.

Two peerless powerhouses are going to start the most earth-shattering duel in hundreds of years here and now.

Li Zhichang entered an indescribable realm at this moment, and any martial arts and Taoism seemed to have been forgotten at this moment.

Too forgetful, too forgetful, too speechless.

The Xuanyi people have reached a kind of perfect cultivation in martial arts.

It is not the unity of heaven and man in the general sense, but with a hint of detachment.

The Buddha said, 'Get the other side', and the Taoists call it 'mixed yuan Dao fruit', which is the case.

Although the Xuanyi people only have this detached aura, they are already infinitely far away in the realm.

This is by no means a realm that the Xuanyi people can glimpse at this time, Li Zhichang flashed a moment of enlightenment.

In terms of strength, there is no gap between the two, and the same is true in terms of spiritual cultivation.

Li Zhichang's Dao body has gone through a perfect hundred days of fetal breath and cast an immortal base, which is not inferior to any immortal-level master in terms of skill.

It's like casting a huge container that only needs to be filled with water in a short time.

Therefore, this Dao body can accumulate in a short period of time to the level of strength that is not inferior to Li Zhichang's own deity.

The world is vast, but it seems that there is no room for two people.

But time passed, and Li Zhichang and Xuanyi still didn't make a move.

This is definitely the hardest battle for Li Zhichang in recent years. Even Pang Ban at the beginning failed to put so much pressure on Li Zhichang's mind.

Although Li Zhichang still looks calm and breezy on the surface, all his spirit is locked on the Xuanyi people.

The Xuanyi people's qi is constantly changing. Li Zhichang couldn't catch it.

As long as Li Zhichang has the slightest negligence, he may let the Xuanyi people withdraw, or send out a shocking blow.

The most important thing is that Li Zhichang will lose the initiative because of this.

At this level, any slight advantage or initiative will determine the outcome of the battle.

And because the Xuanyi people did not show the will to fight to the death from beginning to end, he was able to spill away at any time.

Li Zhichang wanted to force the Xuanyi people to fight a decisive battle, not hot-headed. Because the Xuanyi people are the sword demon Dugu seeking defeat, the sword intent left over from the past still affected Li Zhichang.

Li Zhichang's battle is to cut off the past. Be more pure about yourself.

This is to prepare him for the three plagues in one fell swoop.

Mu Qingliu stood on the bank of the Huaishui River, staring at the figure of Li Zhichang above the Huaishui.

With his eyesight, he was able to see Li Zhichang clearly through the heavy river fog.

At the same time, he also felt the amazing heat coming from Li Zhichang's body.

This shows that Li Zhichang's Sun True Fire has run to the extreme, and it is at the point where it can gush out at any time.

What's even more terrifying. Li Zhichang was able to control this astonishing sun true fire. Let it be in a situation where it can be released and retracted, and there is no tension in Li Zhichang.

On the other side, the Xuanyi people on the river, in the smoke, their body shape remains unchanged, but the qi is ever-changing, as if they can shoot from anywhere at any time, and they can leave from anywhere at any time.

This intricate feeling gives people a sense of contradictory movement.

If it is Mu Qingliu, he is in Li Zhichang's position. I'm afraid that I have long been provoked by this uncertain qi machine to act early.

The sun in the sky is getting lower. The smoke reached the evening, and it was even more miserable, and the two had been facing each other for a day.

Don't eat or drink, and chase each other's momentary discordant opportunities.

Li Zhichang did not give the Xuanyi people a chance, and the Xuanyi people did not give Li Zhichang a chance.

Sun En was dressed in a cyan robe, standing on top of a lonely cliff, and from here, he could clearly see Li Zhichang and Xuanyi people in the dense fog and night.

He didn't expect that the two of them would be able to confront each other for so long.

It must be known that in terms of skill, you can continue to regain qi because you have reached the realm of endless life, but the spiritual consumption can only continue to be full if you empty your body and mind and refine nothingness.

The mental consumption of the two of them is definitely much greater than the loss of skill, and the danger is greater.

Li Zhichang's eyes no longer have black pupils, but pure white.

Two flames, in place of pupils.

Almost at the same time, the Xuanyi man raised his right hand high, and as soon as he slashed into the void, there were countless sword qi.

Li Zhichang's long sword greeted him with a white light.

The blazing sun was blazing at that time.

The surface of the river swayed with huge waves, and it slapped high on both banks.

At the same time, in the middle of the river, it sinks out of thin air.

Countless sword qi in the void burst out violently.

Denser than the raging wind and rain.

Li Zhichang's sun fire was endless, flowing out from under his feet, and it was as if the water was on fire.

The white flame cannot even extinguish the river, but the water fuels the fire, which is contrary to common sense.

Burn in the direction of the Xuanyi man.

This is no longer a martial art in the world, but an immortal law.

Or rather, Xianwu.

The man in the dark clothes had flying black hair and a cold face.

The left hand poked the finger as a sword, and the green light came out from the fingertips, quickly hitting the white line of fire.

The sword and the true fire used the river as the battlefield and started a tug-of-war.

The sword and the line of fire disappeared at the same time.

The countless sword qi of the Xuanyi people still attacked in the direction of Li Zhichang like a raging storm.

The blade of Li Zhichang's long sword only has pure sun true fire, burning everything, and even the invisible sword qi cannot avoid the doom of being incinerated by the blade.

The swordsmanship that Li Zhichang used at this moment made the Xuanyi people also a little moved.

No matter how dense the sword qi was, Li Zhichang used this stormy sword qi to catch it with the sword blade without revealing a single bit.

What is even more rare is that because everything has yin and yang, which makes up a tai chi.

Even if it is the true fire of the sun or the true water of the yin, the ultimate power of yin and yang, there are yang fire and yin fire, yang water and yin water.

Li Zhichang was able to bring out the true fire of the sun in the extreme sun, and showed its destructive power to the fullest.

Even with the sword qi of the Xuanyi people who did not kill anything, they could not break the power of the extreme yang placed on the blade of the sword without overshadowing Li Zhichang, but instead became the fuel of the other party.

The Xuanyi man's expression was not urgent, and he was not in a hurry.

The outcome between the two is not something that can be known for a while.

From beginning to end, he did not fall behind, and Li Zhichang still defended the redundant attack.

His might only continued to become stronger due to Li Zhichang's counterattacks, as if he was standing in the center of the universe.

Li Zhichang suddenly jumped to a height of ten zhang in the sky, the sky began to be covered with dark clouds, the long sword was high, and a bolt of lightning floated down, pouring into the long sword, and the lightning sparks flowed uncertainly.

Li Zhichang also had a hideous face, and slashed down with a sword.

After a long time, Mu Qingliu still couldn't stop his shocked look, and in the face of such a scene, he only thought of four words: 'blocking the river and breaking the stream'.

Under a sword, the river is blocked, which is by no means possible by any human force. (To be continued......)

PS: There are two more changes today