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. Yun Tiannan frowned slightly after listening 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 and decide 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, making the entire wide high platform look chilling and terrifying.

Even though the dark clouds dispersed, the sky was still hazy, preventing the bright summer sun from falling 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 the afternoon battle and the three battles tomorrow. 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 Regions 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 all the time for 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 walked up to 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 this afternoon, either the winner will fall off the platform, or the winner will admit defeat."

Minghui 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 Yunxuan also shouted to his side: "The soldiers of both sides can come up 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, shouted loudly and went up to the high platform. After bowing his hands with the two referees, he looked at the soldiers of Southern Xinjiang not far away from the high platform and shouted: "Who will fight me?"

Patting the shoulder of Hu Ge 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.

Naturally, his swordsmanship 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 grunted 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 and said: "I didn't participate in the first battle because of something else. Today I just want to make up for the regrets of that time."

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 a big 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, who was in the Buddhist temple 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 worked 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 breaking out.

Wang Yijian looked at Tang Chao and sneered: "My sword is very fast. You may not be able to go back today. Is there anything else you want 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 the 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 actually 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 the rolling yellow sand of Qingcheng swordsmanship.

The strong wind is blowing the yellow sand, and from this high platform, you can see the horizon.

Holding the spiritual 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 wilderness.

Just when he had no distracting thoughts and used all his strength to slash at Wang Yijian with a sword that covered the yellow sand, a sword light also slashed at him!

Wang Yijian, who withdrew his sword, seized the opportunity of Tang Chao's daze and struck out with a fatal sword.

No matter who it is, if they are attacked by a sneak attack while in a daze, if they react 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.

Come 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 spiritual 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 the most powerful form of Wang Yijian! 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!

A sword whose sword energy was not much weaker than the opponent's was struck at Wang Yijian, who was also unconcerned!

In his opinion, how could the slightly fat guy in front of him hurt himself?

Bang! There was a sound!

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 spattered 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 thunder.

He wanted to fight quickly and didn't want to delay. This was the island owner'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 he would even be afraid of himself!

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.
To be continued...