There are great differences in Honghuai City on whether to support Yan Yun or not, whether among the soldiers or the people.
One party believes that whether it is for strategic or emotional reasons, Yan Yun must not be lost. If it is lost, all the energy and spirit of Yan Bei will disappear at the same time.
The other side believes that Yanbei is not about geography but about humanities. Where the people are, Yanbei will be there. If Yanbei has no way to retreat because of enthusiasm, it will be a slander to everyone in Yanbei and all their ancestors.
But one thing they have reached a consensus is that the outcome of the current battle depends only on the battle between the great creatures of Hedao.
Where are the Hedao wars breaking out in the Divine Dynasty now?
The God Emperor and the Underworld Emperor are in Wuyang, and there are still many comrades there, whether they are human or underworld tribes, but after all, the God Dynasty occupies the right time, place, and people. Even if the number of strong men is slightly insufficient, it will not be completely defeated. What's more, today The God Emperor is a strong enough person to be ranked in the first echelon.
The battle in Daoyuan had just begun. No matter from which perspective, it was impossible to determine the outcome in a short period of time.
The Master of the Soul-Eating Pavilion and Dou Xiaotong are still in Kunlun. The Master of the Soul-Eating Pavilion may be slightly weaker than Dou Xiaotong, but Dou Xiaotong uses formations to enter. Even if he uses the strongest killing formation to fight against the enemy, he will not be able to defeat the enemy in a short time. The possibility of taking down the Soul-Eating Pavilion Master. After all, the Soul-Eating Pavilion Master is best at holding back the enemy.
Now it seems that the only one who can solve Yanbei's situation is Fengshenwei in Shuntian.
At this time, Shuntian had disappeared from the territory of the divine dynasty, and the self-destruction power of the city defense formation was greater than imagined. Even with the suppression of Zisang Bushou and Feng Shenwei, it still leveled a hundred miles away. A black hole of unknown depth was blown out of Tiancheng. At least dozens of underground rivers and thousands of underground channels were blown up. The broken river water flowed backwards, causing the entire southern Yanbei to tremble slightly.
Yang Fan had already led his army to retreat hundreds of miles away. At this time, he had also given up the idea of crossing the border from Shuntian. According to the spies' letters, several roads from the Bohai Sea to Yanbei had been blown up by the wind. The only way now is to They used Jizhou to go to Honghuai, but Su Yuzhe's behavior of using iron cavalry to forcefully borrow the road some time ago has aroused the vigilance of Jizhou Mu. Now the entire Gaoshan Battalion is waiting at the border, so it is not wise to rush in.
"We may not be able to catch up with Yan Yun. Have you thought about how to explain it to the prince?" He looked at the battlefield in the distant sky, turned to Su Yuzhe and said.
Su Yuzhe was still injured in Honghuai, and his face was green and white at the moment, "How could I have thought that that little beast would have gone to Honghuai in an instant after evacuating Shuntian? If it hadn't been for him, how could the wind and sand alone have stopped him? I?"
Yang Fan shook his head and did not argue with him.
Su Yuzhe seemed to feel slighted and said angrily: "If it hadn't been for me, you would have led the troops in through the road and you would have been blown up by that little beast Feng Yang!"
Yang Fan looked back at him and said, "You'd better pray that Mr. Zisang wins."
Su Yuzhe frowned and said, "Do you want to blame me for the outcome between them?"
Yang Fan shook his head and said seriously: "If Mr. Zisang can't win, you will die."
Su Yuzhe was slightly startled. Just when he was about to get angry, he thought of King Bohai's iron-blooded methods.
As an insider, he knew that this game was not what the outside world thought. The Bohai King only played the role of a pawn in it. On the contrary, he took great credit for the current situation. If they really could not reach Yanyun, let If there is a shortage in this game, King Bohai will definitely not mind killing him to sacrifice his flag.
Thinking of this, Su Yuzhe couldn't help but shudder, and then looked into the distance, thinking, Mr. Zisang, you must not lose.
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When the wind is raging, there are really no clouds. The sky above Shuntian expands hundreds of miles. But the strange thing is that if there are no clouds, the sunlight should hit the ground directly, but There was no light at all. Even the light seemed to be chopped into pieces by endless wind blades. There were dense space cracks everywhere in the sky. The figure of Fengshenwei rushed out from one of the space cracks from time to time, and then slashed towards Zi Sang Bu Shou.
The hidden wind is the final form, and the chaotic wind buries the immortal.
Zi Sang Bu Shou stood at the center of the strong wind, and the three-foot broken boundary area had been compressed to less than an inch by the dense wind blades. If Zi Sang Bu Shou hadn't used the trick, the broken boundary area might have been opened long ago.
Even so, his situation is still precarious. If he only defends without attacking, he will definitely lose.
No one can take the lead in the battle of Fengshenwei, not even the old emperor when he was alive, because no one is faster than him.
Since you can't be faster than him, and there is no chance of energy depletion for Hedao great creatures, there are only three ways to defeat Feng Shenwei.
First, the defense is strong enough, so strong that no matter what kind of wind blade it is, it is invisible. Just like the abbot of the previous generation of Zen Buddhism, when the golden body is activated, it is invincible.
Second, the reaction speed and explosive power are fast enough to launch a counterattack and break through the Fengshenwei's boundary zone as soon as they are attacked.
Third, use absolute strength to forcefully break open the self-contained world of martial arts. However, this is extremely difficult. Even Du Wei Sanmu was unable to do this.
The first and third points can be ignored for the time being. Zi Sang Bu Shou does not feel that he can compete with Zen Abbot or Wei Sanmu. He can only wait for the opportunity to counter the Feng Shen Wei. Fortunately, with the blessing of Yi Hua Sui Mu, his world-breaking domain In the end, it remained at about an inch and never disappeared.
Countless wind blades kept appearing and disappearing. In the blink of an eye, at least tens of thousands of them struck at Zi Sang Bu Shou, and then slowly dissipated in the realm of separation.
After realizing that Zi Sang was dying, Feng Shenwei's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking that although this guy had been in Taoism for a short time, he was not bad at using the power of heaven and earth. He seemed to have come alive in his hands, and most of them The power of the wind blade was transmitted into the sky, allowing the sky to bear the chaotic wind on his behalf.
Even Zisang Bumu had never done this before.
Thinking of Zi Sang Bu Mu and vaguely sensing the aftermath of the battle between Dao Yuan and Wu Yang, he slowly frowned.
The wind blade dispersed.
No, it didn't fall apart, it stopped.
Countless wind blades hovered in the air, and then they came together one after another. In a very short period of time, all the flowing gases within hundreds of miles gathered together and turned into a sword, which was held by the Fengshen Guard. On the right hand.
Looking at the wind sword that covered the sky and the sun, Zi Sang Bu Shou raised his eyebrows.
He clasped his hands together and slowly closed his eyes.
In Feng Shenwei's senses, Zi Sang Bu Shou seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth.
The Fengshenwei's thoughts moved slightly, and the already extremely solid wind sword was compressed again. Finally, it was compressed to the size of an ordinary long sword. The long sword trembled slightly and made a sound like cutting.
Zi Sang Bu Shou's body trembled, but he did not open his eyes.
So confident?
The Feng Shenwei flashed in front of Zi Sang Bu Shou and chopped off his head.
A piercing sound resounded through the sky and the earth. Ninety-nine percent of the Bohai Navy in the distance fell instantly. The fallen soldiers' eyes were closed tightly, and their seven orifices were bleeding. If it were not blocked by the formation, they might have died on the spot.
The three-foot boundary was invaded by two feet and nine inches in the blink of an eye.
But the wind sword was still blocked by the last inch of the realm.
The wind blew louder.
Fengshenwei raised his eyebrows and let out a shout.
The wind sword advanced three centimeters.
Zi Sang Bu Shou's body trembled even more, and there were faint beads of sweat on his forehead.
Feng Shenwei was a little surprised. His hand holding the sword was harder, and his veins popped out.
The wind sword advanced another three centimeters.
Zisang Bushou still didn't open his eyes, but countless cracks had appeared in his realm, and the sweat on his body turned into bright red.
The realm of breaking is the deepest understanding of the word Tao by the great beings of Hedao. The realm of breaking has been invaded to this extent, which shows that Zisang's Tao is in danger. If the mind is not so tenacious, it is very likely that the realm of breaking will be destroyed at this time. It broke itself.
"You know? A sword must be held with two hands." Feng Shenwei narrowed his eyes and said softly, then slowly held the hilt of the sword with his left hand and let out another shout.
The wind sword advanced another three centimeters, and the sword energy almost opened Zi Sang's head!
Zi Sang Bu Shou opened his eyes suddenly, clasped his hands together and swung his head aside to avoid the Feng Shen Wei's slash.
There were two more transparent blood holes in the chest of Fengshenwei.
Zisang lost half of his body.
From Kaifeng to Shahe, there is a straight sword mark thousands of miles long on the earth, which is bottomless.
Fengshenwei looked at the two bloody holes in his chest and grinned in pain.
Zisang Bushou lost his left arm, left leg and half of his organs including his heart, but his face was expressionless at the moment.
As great beings in the Hedao realm, their Tao is recognized by heaven and earth. As long as the sea of consciousness is not destroyed and the realm of separation is not destroyed, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be cured.
The destruction of the heart is a fatal injury to people under the Dao realm, but to the great creatures of the Dao, it is just an injury that consumes some of the life essence and blood.
Of course, if the natal essence and blood is exhausted, the source of Tao in the body will disappear, and the person will fall into a state of decline or fall into a state of death. Therefore, great creatures with the Tao rarely use their natal essence and blood unless necessary.
"Is it worth it?" Feng Shenwei asked.
But in the blink of an eye, the two bloody holes on his chest disappeared. If it weren't for the holes and blood on his clothes, it would be difficult for anyone to connect him with the severely injured person just now.
"It's okay." Zi Sang Bu Shou said. His body was recovering almost at the same time, but his condition was obviously worse than that of Feng Shen Wei.
"My mission is to hold back any Hedao realm strongman who may appear. Now that you appear here, I will naturally try my best to fight you." He added.
Task?
Feng Shenwei said: "Is Zisang Bumu so trustworthy? Why didn't I know?"
"Although senior brother is excellent, what I do has nothing to do with him." Zi Sang Bu Shou responded.
"What's that for?" Feng Shenwei asked.
"Because of the master." Zi Sang Bu Shou explained: "Because the master died, he died shamelessly."
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