At the center of the river,
A huge ship is moored.
This ship is simply a movable palace, majestic and spectacular.
Above this magnificent giant ship is a group of richly dressed people.
This group of people had very solemn expressions and looked into the distance with great concentration.
This unprecedented battle is going on in the distance.
This is an extraordinary battle.
The outcome of this battle will involve too much.
The future of the Siming Mountains, the Central Plains, the Turks, and even the entire world will be different depending on the outcome of this battle.
The Eighteen Route Rebel Kings, the Four Great Clan, the Turks, and even everyone in the world will be affected by this battle.
There is no room for them not to be nervous.
Li Yuan had been watching the battle ahead for a long time and asked doubtfully: "Brother Yuwen, when did your majesty's martial arts become so powerful?"
Yu Wenhuaji also said without turning his head: "I don't know either."
When Li Yuan heard this, he turned around and glanced at Yu Wenhuaji with a very strange look, and then looked back.
Song Zhi of the Song Dynasty was also shocked by the situation displayed in this battle.
At this time, Song Zhi was probably scolding MMP in his heart!
The Song clan received the order from King Qin, which was what Song Zhi advocated, and it was Song Zhi who advocated bringing Yang Guang back to the Song clan to coerce the emperor and order the princes.
But when Song Zhi looked at the demonic emperor Yang Guang below, sweat started to flow from his forehead.
Song Zhi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand, and couldn't help but cursed in his heart: "Damn it! Why don't you bring me Song clan over here when you take him back?"
Then Song Zhiyou looked at the bearded Khan next to him and felt calm.
Song Zhi couldn't help but said: "Will the Martial Lord Bi Xuan win this battle, or will His Majesty the Emperor win?"
The bearded Khan heard this and said calmly: "It's hard to say."
As soon as these words came out, Song Zhi was even more stunned, and then continued to look at the battle in the center.
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The horse under Martial Lord Bixuan was on a battlefield full of corpses, but Martial Lord Bixuan's superb riding skills allowed him to be in a state of unity between man and horse, making it as smooth as walking on the ground.
It was like a black lightning charging at extremely high speed.
At this time, the whole world seemed to be quiet, except for the sound of the horse's hoofs trampling on the ground.
“Da da da da!!!!!”
The ice blade "Moon Wolf Spear" in Bi Xuan's hand kept spinning in the sky, and the power on it would be strengthened by one turn.
“Ho ho ho ho!!!!!!”
The sound of the spear spinning and cutting the air is getting louder and louder, and the pressure on people is getting stronger and stronger.
When Bi Xuan reaches the enemy, this will be a shocking blow.
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Opposite Bi Xuan,
That person!
The man didn't make any move.
He was motionless.
Just standing quietly holding a long knife.
Although he is static, his surroundings are dynamic.
Everything around him is in a dynamic state.
The mountains, flowing water, stars, bright moon, earth, and night sky behind him are all moving!
actually,
The mountains, the flowing water, the stars, the bright moon, the earth, and the night sky were all motionless.
What moves is the air around the body.
The most sinister and evil energies between heaven and earth were gathering towards him like raging water.
The gathering behind him caused the illusion of space being distorted, making it seem like the entire world behind him was dancing.
The knife in the man's hand became more and more weird.
Those who are weak-willed will have a vision of hell in their minds after just one look.
The luster on this knife is disappearing little by little.
Getting lighter and lighter!
It gets lighter and lighter and gradually moves towards darkness.
If a swordsman saw it, everyone would definitely know what was going on.
This is going astray.
Man is enslaved by the sword.
What does it mean to be a slave to the sword?
The knife is the person, and the person is the knife. There is no difference between the person and the knife. The knife feels the murderous nature of the human being, and the human being is endowed with the violent nature of the knife.
People become slaves to the knife, and the knife becomes the person's soul.
This sword is increasing its power all the time.
Although it doesn't have the same momentum as Bi Xuan, it has more momentum than Bi Xuan.
Its preparation is very simple.
Very rude.
That's sucking!
It absorbs the most yin and evil energy between heaven and earth, and strengthens it as time goes by.
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
Four seconds!
Five seconds!
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“BOOM!!!!!”
A terrifying voice sounded.
This voice resounded throughout Siming Mountain,
resounded throughout the plain,
It resounded throughout the sky!
This is the spear named "Agushuaya" in the hand of Wu Zun Bixuan, which comes into contact with the long knife in Wang Ming's hand.
That blow was as terrifying as a comet hitting the earth.
Let the place be two meters dangerous, and the bodies of the anti-soldiers fifty meters around were all blown away by the violent air waves.
No one outside the world knows the fighting situation at this time.
I don’t know what Wu Zun Bixuan’s martial arts is like, and I don’t know what Emperor Yang Guang’s sword skills are like.
Because the air wave caused by the collision not only blew away the bodies on the ground, but also raised heavy dust.
The wild sand flying in the air blocked the view of outsiders.
Only the sound of weapons clashing could be heard.
"when!"
"Ding!"
"Bang!"
The sound of beatings told people outside how fierce the battle inside was.
"ha!!!"
Sudden,
A loud shout from Martial Lord Bixuan rang out.
Then,
From that area shrouded in dust, a warrior warrior named Bixuan, who was as strong as a bronze statue, sprang out.
A figure came out from the other direction.
But it was obvious that he didn't come out by himself, but was knocked out.
The person who was knocked out was naturally Wang Ming who used the magic knife.
"puff!"
A mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from his mouth.
The onlookers were all shocked.
Because the person who spurted blood was actually Martial Lord Bixuan.
This man they never thought would be hurt.
The sea-fixing needle of this grassland,
The man with the best martial arts in this world.
He was actually injured.
And they were still injured by the person they had been ignoring.
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Bi Xuan was extremely horrified at this time.
He swept over with his long-prepared spear, but he only ended up with that person.
The close combat afterwards was also very uncomfortable.
Although his [Yang Yang Qi] is powerful in burning power, the Emperor of the Central Plains is too evil.
That Central Plains emperor was really cold.
Cold and ruthless!
So ruthless that he has no emotions whatsoever.
His body was constantly being burned by his own [Yang Yang Qigong], causing his entire skin to be destroyed by it.
But,
The emperor Yang Guang didn't feel any pain at all.
It really means killing him or having his brow chopped off without even frowning.
Bi Xuan himself was not feeling well at this time, as a lot of the strange gases around the emperor's body also invaded his body.
These gases are very weird and constantly damage human body functions.
At this moment,
"I don't think so, Brother Bi is also in such a mess sometimes!"
Bi Xuan's hair stood on end when he heard this voice, and a strong sense of horror came over him.
Bi Xuan was injured at this time.
