Not even a moment later, the armies of both sides had already reached the front and rear of the high platform in the wilderness.
General Yun Xuan was talking to Yun Tiannan. After listening, Yun Tiannan frowned slightly and waved to him to prepare for the next battle.
He turned around and said to the generals behind him: "The battle in front of us is extremely important. We must win it no matter what, so that they will never be able to recover."
The generals on the left and right looked at him and responded with their hands raised.
Not far away, Gongyang Chunqiu sent a message: "Fight quickly, don't waste time with the opponent, it will be detrimental to us."
The right general said: "We will fight to the death to win the battle in front of us."
At this time, the black clouds in the sky have dispersed, and the faint skylight falls on the black wasteland, and then reflects on the high stone platform, reflecting the entire wide high platform in a chilling and terrifying way.
Even though the dark clouds dispersed, there was still a haze in the sky, preventing the bright summer sun from setting on the wasteland.
"Is it almost time?"
Nalanyu raised his head and glanced at the sky, and said to Monk Minghui: "There is no room for failure in this afternoon's battle, and in tomorrow's three battles. Thank you for your hard work, let's fight for the last time."
Everyone among the soldiers of Southern Xinjiang below the high platform knew that there would be four tough battles ahead, and no mistakes could be made in any of them.
Hua Tianxia frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "As a soldier of the Five Domains Dynasty, even in the last battle, we must risk our lives and kill the enemy on the high platform."
The soldiers of Southern Xinjiang under the high platform are all battle-hardened and there is no need to spend the whole world doing the final mobilization.
For a moment, there was a sense of solemnity in the wasteland, and a nervous atmosphere filled the air above and below the high platform.
Monk Minghui stepped onto the high platform step by step, looked at General Yunxuan and said, "Can we start?"
Yun Xuan and Ming Hui cupped their hands and said, "The rules are the same in the afternoon. Either one will fall off the platform, or the other will admit defeat."
Ming Hui nodded, because it was a tough battle in the afternoon, so he had no intention of taking out the futon, and Shang looked at the people on his side and said, "Come up, everyone is in a hurry."
General Yun Xuan also shouted to his side: "The soldiers of both sides can come to the stage to compete." After saying that, he walked to the left side of the high platform. Like the monk, he wanted to make room for the two of them.
"I am coming!"
While he was talking, Wang Yijian, the right general of Nanhai, went up to the high platform with a loud shout. After bowing his hands with the two referees, he looked at the soldiers of Southern Xinjiang not far from the high platform and shouted: "Who will fight me?"
Patting Hu Ge's shoulder next to him, Tang Chao looked at the right general on the high platform and shouted: "Of course I will do it."
Different from his opponent, Tang Chao walked to the high platform step by step, taking out his spiritual sword as he walked.
His swordsmanship naturally came from Zhan Xue, who came from Qingcheng and later trained with Li Xiuyuan for several years.
Now, I can kill three or two snowflakes with one sword.
Seeing his opponent on the high platform, the right general Wang Yijian groaned and shouted: "Is there anyone left in the imperial army? I'm afraid that you, a nobody, will come to die!"
Tang Chao looked at him and sighed: "I didn't participate in the first battle because I had something to do. Today I just want to make up for the regrets of that year."
When Wang Yijian heard this, his expression instantly calmed down.
At this moment, he vaguely understood why this guy wanted to go to the high platform. It turned out that he missed the battle between the imperial army and the grassland tribes back then, and put it off until today to fulfill his wish.
With this in mind, I will fulfill your wish and kill you on a high platform so that you can die with conviction.
At this moment, Mu Mu in the Buddhist hall at the back of the town was also looking at the scene on the high platform in southern Xinjiang.
Looking at the old Taoist priest beside him, he asked, "Senior, is that guy strong enough to defeat his opponent?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head and said quietly: "They fought hard, what does it have to do with me? Even if they lose, they are not as good as others, and they deserve it."
Mu Mu sighed and said: "If the war in Southern Xinjiang cannot be completely ended in one day, my brother will not be able to practice peacefully on Tianshan Mountain. What should we do?"
The old monk looked at the old Taoist priest and said calmly: "Old man, you don't care about the war in southern Xinjiang, but you can't ignore your precious disciple."
The old Taoist priest was stunned, looked at him and smiled: "How about you go to southern Xinjiang, slap those guys to death, and pray for my stupid disciple?"
Mu Mu was delighted when she heard this, clapped her hands and said with a smile, "I'll watch the fun too."
The old monk shook his head, looked at the old man and the young man and said with a smile, "You two get along beautifully."
The old Taoist priest sighed, pointed forward and said, "Then sit here and watch the show quietly."
On the high platform, the two sides were already at war with each other and were on the verge of war.
Wang Yijian looked at Tang Chao and sneered: "My sword is very fast. You may not be able to go back today. Do you have anything else to say before taking action?"
As soon as he said this, the smiles in the eyes of everyone under the high platform instantly froze.
Even Hu Ge couldn't help but slapped his thigh heavily, and yelled at Tang Chao on the high platform: "Brother, you can't do it. Come down quickly and let me go up."
Even Nalan Yu seemed to remember something and frowned tightly for a moment.
"No, you took action in the Beihai battlefield back then."
Tang Chao thought of the battle in Beihai that day, when Hu Ge lost his arm on the high platform. How could he let his brother block the gun for him again today?
As soon as these words came out, even Nalan Yu was speechless.
He had personally experienced the brutality of the Battle of Beihai, and even if Tang Chao said it, he could not decide the decision of the two of them.
"In that case, let's do it."
Wang Yijian said lightly and walked towards the direction of Tang Chao. In just a moment, the spiritual energy around the high platform suddenly became violent.
A flash of sword light flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, Wang Yijian slashed out the spiritual sword in his hand and headed straight towards Tang Dynasty.
The speed of the spirit sword was extremely fast. Tang Chao looked at his opponent's spirit sword and turned sideways. A sword energy slashed past him, and the sword energy cut through his sleeve.
At this moment, Tang Chao frowned, and a cold air suddenly came from behind. It turned out that there was another sword air coming towards him!
It turned out that his opponent had slashed out two different sword energies just a moment ago, one after the other and slashed at him!
"Dang, Dang, Dang!" Tang Chao waved his hand to destroy the flying sword energy, and then stepped forward, the spiritual sword in his hand cut through the void and headed towards Wang Yijian.
This sword is like the rolling yellow sand of Qingcheng swordsmanship.
The strong wind rolls over the yellow sand, and from this high platform, you can see the horizon.
Holding the spirit sword in his hand, Tang Chao seemed to smell the chill coming from Fengyun City. It was not the chill from southern Xinjiang, but the chill from the top of Tianshan Mountain.
That chill was incompatible with this wasteland.
Just when he had no distracting thoughts and was slashing at Wang Yijian with all his strength, a sword that covered the yellow sand was slashed at him!
Wang Yijian, who withdrew his sword, seized the opportunity when Tang Chao was in a daze and struck out with a fatal sword.
No matter who it is, if they are attacked while in a daze, if they react a little slowly, they will definitely die!
Tang Chao, whose heart was in Fengyun City, had no time to react and could only return his sword to block Wang Yijian's killing move.
Wang Yijian, on the other hand, didn't care at all about the sword energy that Tang Tang slashed out before, and rushed forward without any scruples.
Here comes the sword! Go sword!
Both of them struck out the most powerful sword in an instant!
Even a master in the Tribulation Realm would be split in half by Wang Yijian's move if he was caught off guard.
Although the spirit sword in Tang Chao's hand blocked Wang Yijian's fatal sword strike, it was injured in the chest by the opponent's sword energy and flew backwards two feet with a puff.
A mouthful of blood spurted out!
This is Wang Yijian's most powerful move! A sword in the wind is as swift and violent as the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!
The moment Tang Chao flew backwards, a sword energy struck directly at Wang Yijian!
The sword energy is flowing horizontally and vertically, just like rolling yellow sand!
The sword energy, which was not much weaker than the opponent's, struck Wang Yijian who was also unconcerned!
In his opinion, how could the slightly fat guy in front of him hurt himself?
boom! rang out!
Before he could avoid the sword in front of him, the rolling yellow sand from before Tang Dynasty suddenly accelerated and struck Wang Yijian heavily, like a strong wind, it swept him out two feet away!
Wang Yijian wanted to block it, but it was a little late after all.
Blood splattered for a moment! The sword energy struck by Tang Chao hurt his arm!
In the eyes of the soldiers on both sides under the high platform, the two of them were both injured after just one move in the lightning flash. This was a real desperate battle!
After exhaling a breath, Wang Yijian rushed over again, and struck Tang Chao with a violent sword as fast as wind and thunder.
He wanted to fight quickly and didn't want to delay. This was the island master's order.
Tang Chao, who was at a disadvantage, could not stop Wang Yijian's desperate sword attack and could only take a few steps back based on his feeling.
In his opinion, even if he could block Wang Yijian's sword, he could not block his opponent's violent sword energy.
He looked very embarrassed, his clothes were torn, his chest was stained red with blood, and even the spirit sword he was holding was trembling slightly.
Wang Yijian roared angrily: "You are an ant, but you also want to block my steps!"
Tang Chao's face did not change at all, although there were countless waves in his heart.
He remembered what Li Xiuyuan told him on Tianshan Mountain: on the battlefield, he would be more ruthless than the enemy, so ruthless that even he would be afraid!
If you don’t want to die on the battlefield, fight with your own life!
In the eyes of everyone, the Tang Dynasty on the high platform was like a small boat drifting in the stormy waves.
Wang Yijian's swordsmanship is like a lightning storm. Maybe the Tang Dynasty will fall under the opponent's sword in the next moment.
Xiaolian hid behind her brother and quietly closed her eyes.
In her opinion, Tang Chao on the high platform was her master just like the blacksmith. Now the master was about to fall under the sword of the enemy, and she could not help at all.
Wang Ruyi clenched her fists tightly and said to Fu Sheng: "One day, I will stand upright like my master."
Fu Sheng nodded: "Don't forget, there is also a godfather on Tianshan Mountain."
Only Hu Ge's face showed neither sadness nor joy. He had already prepared what he feared most. After all, he would bleed on the battlefield.
"Click!" There was a sound!
Wang Yijian, who was almost crazy, cut into the bone of Tang Chao's left leg in an instant, and shouted: "You are just a clown in southern Xinjiang, this battle is over."
After speaking about the sixth level of cultivation in the realm of revolving and transcending tribulation, the spirit sword in his hand then pressed hard on Tang Chao and cut directly into the bone of Tang Chao's thigh!
A sharp pain! Tang Chao's whole body was twitching, but he did not fall down and still stood tenaciously.
Because at this time, the Tang Dynasty seemed to be on the Tianshan Mountains. Snowflakes were flying in the Tianshan Mountains every day in winter, and the Tang Dynasty stood like a snowman.
Suddenly he saw countless snowflakes floating in the wind, and someone shouted to him on the cliff not far behind him.
"Fat man, draw your sword, the snow is right there."
Tang Chao murmured: "The snow is there, the snow is there!"
At this moment, Wang Yijian on the high platform was already looking up to the sky and laughing crazily. With the force of the spiritual sword in his hand, there was a click, and a thigh flew out in front of everyone on the high platform!
A blood arrow suddenly sprayed his armor into red!
Tang Chao looked at his bleeding thigh and forgot the pain in that moment.
How could I lose? How could it be possible to lose?
Back then, Zhan Xue had been training hard all winter in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, and he had been practicing Zhan Xue for who knows how many years on the Tianshan Mountains. Could it be that he just wanted to have one of his thighs chopped off by his opponent right now?
Is it possible that I have been practicing hard for countless years just for this result? !
Are you willing? Are you willing? !
"I won't lose!"
Tang Chao on the high platform suddenly let out a loud shout and slashed out the spiritual sword in his hand in a flash of lightning!
Cut the snow with one sword!
Cutting off an arm was like cutting a melon. On the high platform, an arm holding a sword flew into the sky! ! !
Then the two people, who were almost crazy, rushed forward and gathered all their strength to punch him! !
As soon as the punch came out, a whirlwind blew up from the high platform, hitting the two people who were hit like leaves falling in the wind, falling to the left and right of the high platform!
Thousands of miles away, in the Purple Bamboo Courtyard of Fengyun City, there is a summer flower swaying in the wind!
A surprised voice came from the back room: "Agui, sister Xiaoju has finally given birth!"
Before Agui and Bruce Lee and his son could reply, a loud sound of baby crying came from the inner hall.
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