The first sword of Kaitian Sword Technique! This sword skill is so powerful that even the swords below the Heaven level, including the Heaven level, cannot withstand the explosion of this sword.
Therefore, with this sword, Liu Wei actually only exerted half of the power of this sword. If it were any more powerful, the Intention Sword would explode before the sword was cut down.
Just like before, this sword energy was still so inconspicuous, but the moment it was slashed out, a portal about ten feet wide opened in the space, extending from the top of the city to Man Shengrong's sword energy.
Liu Wei's sword energy passed through the hurricane sword energy silently, and continued to move forward without any hindrance, slashing towards Man Shengrong.
And that hurricane sword energy, after being passed through by Liu Wei's hair-thin sword energy, suddenly dissipated silently and became invisible.
The portal in the space continued to spread until it reached Man Shengrong, showing no signs of recovery.
Man Shengrong immediately opened his eyes wide, shouted loudly, and struck down the sword energy that was already close at hand with the long sword in his hand.
Ding! There was a soft sound, and Man Shengrong felt as if a meteorite had hit his long sword. His arm suddenly lost consciousness, and his body stumbled back quickly in the void.
After three or two steps, his body was spinning and rolling in the air, like a child doing somersaults on the ground.
The three or two spaces where his feet had stepped on cracked like porcelain being hit hard. The sword energy slashed at Man Shengrong's long sword, sending it flying away. You didn't give up. He followed closely and continued to slash at Man Shengrong, as if he had eyes. If he didn't hit him, it would hurt. Drink a meal of blood and refuse to give up.
When Liu Xuan was shocked, he held a war spear in his hand, stamped the ground suddenly, and slammed the spear towards the sword energy chasing Man Shengrong.
boom! There was an explosion, and the sword energy dissipated. Liu Xuan only felt a strong force coming, his face changed drastically, and the war spear in his hand almost flew away, driving him to fly back.
Man Shengrong flew dozens of feet away before he could stop himself. Liu Xuan, on the other hand, faced off with the sword energy and flew a hundred feet away.
After the two of them stopped, the swords and spears in their hands were still trembling and buzzing. At the same time, their arms were shaking violently, the tiger's mouth had already cracked open, and blood was trickling out.
Liu Xuan held the war spear and stepped out to Man Shengrong's side. The two looked at each other, their eyes full of solemnity and disbelief.
They were more than shocked! Liu Wei's sword not only silently defeated Man Shengrong's strongest move, Wind Slash, but also sent the two of them flying.
You must know that these two are the two most powerful people in the Yan Dynasty. Even if they are placed in the entire Chenguang Continent, they are definitely the ones standing at the top of the pyramid.
Now, he couldn't even take the sword from the teenage boy in front of him. How could he not be shocked by this?
Wu Chaofan, who was standing behind Xiao Fengtian, stared at Liu Wei's back with a dark look in his eyes. At this time, within the entire palace, whether it was above the sky or at the palace gate, the two sides were fighting fiercely. Various skills were used frequently, and explosions continued. It was obvious that it was about to enter a fierce stage.
While Yan Liangjun was fighting Xiao Nantian, he was still paying attention to what was going on below. As long as Man Shengrong and Liu Xuan killed or captured Liu Wei, they would at least severely injure him and temporarily lose his ability to continue participating in the battle. , then he would have no worries at all, and could let people capture Xiao Fengtian and the family members of the three brothers, so as to force Xiao Nantian to compromise.
But by chance, he happened to see Man Shengrong and Liu Xuan being slashed away by Liu Wei's sword.
This shocked him and made him confused for a moment. But just for such a small change, Xiao Nantian seized the opportunity and slashed his head with a knife, trying to kill him on the spot.
Yan Liangjun's face was ferocious, and he hurriedly raised his sword and blocked the fatal blow. Ding! There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and Yan Liangjun's figure was slashed by the sword and fell a hundred feet in the void.
Xiao Nantian was unwilling to let go of this great opportunity, and struck Yan Liangjun's face, heart and neck three times in a row as fast as thunder.
Dang Dang Dang! Phew! After three explosions, Yan Liangjun got out of the predicament, but the last slash to his neck could not be blocked. A blade struck his left shoulder, almost cutting it off at the root. It was full of bones. Blood trickled out.
"You dare to be distracted when fighting me, you are seeking death!" Xiao Nantian stood in the void, holding a big knife in his hand, his black hair flying, his robes making a sound, and the rainwater on his robes was scattered and splashed.
Yan Liangjun's face turned pale and his expression was solemn. He stared at Xiao Nantian without saying a word, not daring to be distracted anymore.
Yan Liangjun's strength is actually on par with Xiao Nantian, but he has been in Nanshi Mountain all year round and rarely has the chance to fight with others.
But Xiao Nantian has been fighting against the Beast Mountain Range for hundreds of thousands of years. Especially in the beginning, he would have a life-and-death fight with the Beast King every now and then. In terms of experience against the enemy, Yan Liangjun could not compare. of.
Xiao Nantian held the big sword and rushed towards Yan Liangjun again, and the two fought together again. Yan Liangjun's left arm was almost disabled. As time goes by, if no accident occurs, he will definitely be defeated first.
Looking at the other battlefields, Su Nanhua was fighting with his bare hands and the middle-aged man in a linen robe holding a knife, and they were indistinguishable.
When Su Nanhua fights with others, he prefers the feeling of punching to the flesh. Between the two of them, the swords and fists are criss-crossed, and you come and I go, without leakage.
He spotted the gap when the man was retracting his sword, stepped forward, and rained down on the man in linen robes with a flurry of unruly punches.
The man in linen robe blocked all of them horizontally and vertically with the big knife in his hand, and not a single punch hit him.
The man in linen robe made a final sweep with his sword, forcing Su Nanhua back. He took a breath, glared at Su Nanhua and cursed angrily: "You, Su Nanhua, are a respectable person after all. How come you are like a dog-skin plaster when you get into a fight? You can't hurt even if you stick it with a bastard punch." It’s disgusting!”
"Hahaha, of course I have to use bastard punches to beat you, a thousand-year-old bastard. Have fun! Come again!" Su Nanhua laughed, waved his fist and rushed towards the linen-robed man again.
"Old bastard!" The man in linen robe cursed angrily and had to fight again with a knife. And watching the duel between Bai Shan and Zhi Bohou is much more enjoyable.
Zhi Bohou held a silver spear in his hand, shining brightly. Bai Shan held a black spear in his hand, dark and shiny.
The spears in both hands were as if they were part of their own bodies, and they could be used flexibly.
The spears seemed to have come alive, coming alive, with a bit of cold light flashing out from time to time, and then the spears came out like dragons, colliding and entangled together.
Zhi Bohou uses the prairie fire spear technique passed down from his ancestors, which focuses on breaking the surface with a single point, a spark can start a prairie fire, boiling a frog in warm water, and relying on water grinding skills to eat away at the opponent bit by bit.
Baishan uses the domineering spear technique, which emphasizes a fierce and domineering momentum with an indomitable momentum. One shot comes out and the other goes out. It relies on bravery and diligence to open and close, and the wind blows away the clouds.
Zhi Bohou has a feminine and lingering style of play, while Bai Shan has a brave and domineering style of play. The two of them were evenly matched for a while, and neither could do anything to the other.
In other battlefields, both sides have their own strengths and weaknesses. But the longer this large-scale battle is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be for everyone in the Yan Dynasty.
Everyone in the Xiao Dynasty still has at least one Yuan-Reviving Pill and Qi-Building Pill in their hands. If they are injured or their Qi is severely depleted, they only need one pill to revive with full health. However, in the Yan Dynasty, everyone People who do not have such treatment.
Therefore, the people in the Xiao Dynasty let go of their hands and feet, and did not care about the consumption of their true energy. They frequently used various moves to hit their opponents head-on and face-to-face.
In the other party's eyes, this seemed to mean that the people on the Xiao Dynasty side were getting anxious and would waste a lot of energy to deal with them as soon as possible.
At this time, outside the imperial city, except for the two city lords Yu Feng and Si Jinhang, the other city lords have already arrived. They are standing in the sky, watching all directions outside the imperial city to prevent the other party from having back-up personnel. The inside should be coordinated with the outside.
All of An Ning's thoughts were on Yan Liangjun in the imperial city. She really wanted to enter the imperial city and join Yan Liangjun so that they could kill the enemy together.
But the imperial city's defense formation has been activated. People from outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out. The tight-fitting cheongsam on An Ning's body had already been soaked by the rain, and it fit her body in a concave and convex shape.
She raised her hand to wipe the rain off her face, and smoothed her hair in front of her face. Her movements were full of charm and unique style.
Some young and energetic city lords glanced at An Ning secretly from time to time, secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and a ball of evil fire rose up in their hearts. The heavy rain could not be extinguished for a while.
South Stone Mountain, in the stone city, there is a stone room. Yan Xialan opened her eyes, frowned and sat up from the stone bed, reaching out to rub her swollen neck.
Suddenly, she remembered what happened before and jumped down from the stone bed.
"Awake up so soon?" Aunt Gui sat on the stone bench on the side, frowning and murmuring. Logically speaking, Yan Xialan should have slept for at least three or four hours, but Zhi Bohou couldn't bear to hit her hard at that time and was a little weak, so Yan Xialan woke up so quickly.
"Aunt Gui, where are my brother and the others?" Yan Xialan asked anxiously.
"They have been gone for more than two hours. They have probably already fought against the Imperial City, and maybe they have captured the Imperial City!" Aunt Gui said with a slight smile.
When Yan Xialan heard this, she immediately raised her feet and walked outside.
"Hey, princess, you can't go. If you go, I won't be able to explain to Your Highness later, so please don't embarrass Aunt Gui and me!" Aunt Gui moved and stood in front of Yan Xialan.
"Aunt Gui, just let me go. I promise, I won't tell my brother that you let me out, okay?" Yan Xialan took Aunt Gui's hand and acted coquettishly.
