The fourteen feudal-level generals shine like stars, their eyes full of determination and determination. Two peerless masters, Bai Yexing and Ruan Tianxiao, were in the center of the battlefield, facing the siege of twelve frontier masters. They were like two tigers descending from the mountain, with momentum like a rainbow.
Bai Yexing was wearing white armor and holding a silver sword. His eyes were like an icy lake in the cold winter, quiet and deep. His body is as strong as a dragon, and his sword skills are as sharp as the wind. Every time he swings his sword, he can make his opponents feel in awe. His sword skills are as fast as lightning, making it impossible to see clearly, and can only feel the coldness of the sword energy.
Ruan Tianxiao was wearing a black battle robe and holding a black spear in his hand. His eyes were like an eagle in the abyss, cold and sharp. His fighting style is brave and decisive, and his spear dances like a black dragon ascending to the sky, with astonishing power. His marksmanship is both powerful and as fine as a ray of light.
These fourteen feudal-level warriors each displayed their unique skills, their fields expanded, and the battles were fierce. The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, the gun shadows are intertwined, and every collision can trigger countless sparks. The battlefield was filled with roars, clashing weapons, and howling winds, making it impossible to distinguish specific details of the battle. Only fierce battles and heroic figures interweave a magnificent picture in the night.
Two peerless masters, Bai Yexing and Ruan Tianxiao, faced the siege of twelve frontier masters. Not only did they show no fear, but they became even more brave. They were like two bright stars on the battlefield, lighting up the entire battlefield. Their fighting skills, will and courage have all reached an extremely high level, and they can handle it with ease even when faced with the siege of twelve frontier masters.
It was a sword and a swordsman. His eyes were firm and deep, shining like stars. The long sword in his hand shone brightly in the moonlight. It was a peerless sword. Its sword energy was like a dragon, and it seemed that it could break through the air at any time.
Suddenly, the swordsman's figure moved, and his sword drew an elegant arc in the air like a dragon. In an instant, countless sword energy flew vertically and horizontally. They pierced the silent night sky, cut open the air, and struck directly at the enemy in the distance. These sword qi are like cold steel rain, hitting the enemy mercilessly, and every sword qi carries a fatal killing intent.
The enemy seemed so fragile and powerless under this violent sword energy. They were beaten back by the sword energy, and for a while, they could only survive in this endless sea of swords. Their bodies were cut open by sword energy, and their blood looked particularly bright under the cold moonlight.
The swordsman just stood there quietly, his eyes still firm, as if to say: "This is the end of you." His figure looked even more lonely in the moonlight, like a cold killer.
At this moment, he is the sword, and the sword is him. They have merged into one and become the strongest existence in the world. This is the scene of Bai Yexing's sword aura, which makes people feel both thrilling and mysterious.
The White Night Walker danced his sword, and every sword move was like a shooting star, with a sharp aura. His sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and countless sword energy is like a snake spitting messages, whistling and slashing at the enemy. Every collision of sword energy seemed to tear open holes in the air, revealing deep darkness.
His swordsmanship is as violent as a tornado, and each sword has strong kinetic energy, as if it can split all obstacles. His sword energy is not only accurate but also powerful, like a huge flash flood, unstoppable. And the sword energy of those countless slashes was like lightning at night, illuminating the dark world and guiding his way forward.
The figure of the White Night Walker danced in the moonlight, and his sword drew bright tracks in the darkness, like the Milky Way falling in the sky. He is like a lonely dancer, dancing alone on the stage of battle, using his sword and sword energy to perform a thrilling performance.
Every swing of the sword energy made the enemy take a step back. Every slash made the enemy tremble with fear. The sword energy of the White Night Walker is like the cold wind at night, cold and ruthless, defeating the enemies one by one.
Ruan Tianxiao is like a shining star in the vast martial arts world, unmatched by anyone. His boxing skills are praised by people as "destroying heaven and earth", and this is not without reason. Every punch he punched was filled with devastating power, as if it could shake the world and shock all living beings.
His figure jumped in the moonlight, like a tiger descending a mountain, full of power and majesty. Every time he jumped up and every time he fell, it was like a shock in the universe, and it seemed that even the rocks would be crushed by his steps. His fist was like a hammer filled with the essence of the mountains and rivers. Every time he swung it, it carried endless power.
His fist style was like a roaring wind, carrying a fierce murderous intent. Every time the fist roars, it seems to be telling a kind of domineering and majestic. Each of his strikes seemed to have accumulated all the strength in his body, like a thunderous strike that was irresistible. His boxing skills have gone beyond the understanding of ordinary people. It is a symbol of invincibility and a synonym for strength.
Ruan Tianxiao's boxing skills are invincible, not only because of his powerful strength, but also because of his wisdom and skills. In battle, he can always accurately judge the opponent's weaknesses, and then launch attacks with lightning speed. His boxing skills are unpredictable and unpredictable. He can launch countless attacks in an instant, overwhelming his opponents.
Bai Yexing and Ruan Tianxiao stood in front of the formation, facing the iron cavalry of twelve masters from the border realm. Their breath is like ice in the cold winter, calm and tough.
Ruan Tianxiao clenched the sword in his hand. It was a sword as cold as moonlight. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, but the edge was like a meteor cutting through the silent night sky. His eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if they could swallow up all light. Bai Yexing stood beside him, her fists clenched as hard as mountains.
Twelve masters from the border realm rushed toward them like a violent storm, and the sound of the cavalry's hooves shook the pulse of the earth like muffled thunder. However, the swords and fists of Bai Yexing and Ruan Tianxiao were as towering as mountains, stable and firm.
Their swords and fists worked together as naturally as flowing water, and the light of their swords and the wind of their fists intertwined into a magnificent picture. Ruan Tianxiao's sword danced like the wind, as fast as lightning, and every time he swung it, it brought out a silvery brilliance. Bai Yexing's fists were as steady and powerful as mountains, with every blow carrying the momentum of a mountain falling apart.
Their bodies intertwined under the starlight, too fast for anyone to catch. And their swords and fists were like two huge torrents, converging into an insurmountable barrier. The attacks of twelve frontier realm masters were shattered in front of this barrier, and their iron cavalry was crumbling in the sword light and fist wind.
At that moment, their cooperation was like a picture in a poem, both beautiful and full of power. Their swords and fists are like the stars and the moon. Although they seem far away, they can never be separated.
