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The hundred-foot giant sword swept across the sky and earth and penetrated down.
A bright sword light came forward, and in the countless playful eyes, the two collided.
Kaka! A crisp shattering sound suddenly sounded, and cracks visible to the naked eye were seen all over the body of the hundred-foot giant sword.
Under Qian Wuji's stunned gaze, the blood sword condensed by the rules of the blood sea shattered.
The aftermath of the rules set off ripples, and a striking sword flashed past and came straight towards Gan Wuji.
"The offensive was broken. A small knife broke the emperor's sword style!"
Qian Wuji's eyes changed slightly, he drew his sword and dropped it, "Broken!"
The sword's power was as violent as a tsunami, setting off a huge sea of blood and raging waves, immediately making the whole world tremble.
Bang! The sword struck down on the sword light with incomparable accuracy, and a series of sparks immediately appeared between the two.
"Ahem, my knife will see blood when it comes out!" A feeble voice appeared with the wind, it was Rizhao's voice.
Qian Wuji's heart suddenly sank, and the martial arts will in his body surged out, trying to completely destroy the sword light. However, the sword light in front of him disappeared in vain, and in the blink of an eye, it bypassed the sword body and appeared in front of Qian Wuji's eyes.
"Space magic power?" Qian Wuji's figure was like a breeze, and he immediately turned to the side, but the sword light still passed through his left shoulder, bringing with it a series of blood flowers.
"It's not the magical power of space. This sword has already broken through the ultimate speed!"
Qian Wuji turned his head and looked at the knife on his shoulder. The crystal clear blade was as thin as snow.
Wow! All the Tiangang warriors present were in an uproar. A sword light easily broke through the offensive of the Emperor of Daqian. It even severely damaged the Emperor of Daqian.
In the distance, the faces of the emperors who were watching changed, and their eyes showed surprise.
Only Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao had a calm expression on their faces. They had seen the horror of the Japanese in several successive crusade battles.
"It's terrifying that his strength has grown to such an extent in just a few months!" Yan Ruxue said in a low voice, with an inexplicable chill in her voice.
Zhao Xiao nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with Yan Ruxue's statement, "I have seen countless people who use swords. But I have never seen a warrior who uses the sword in such a terrifying way!"
On the side, the faces of the emperors standing on the dragon chariot changed slightly, obviously they did not expect that Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao spoke so highly of Rizhao.
Wow! The war flags were roaring, and Emperor Anting of a state affiliated with the Yan Kingdom spoke out: "I, the Emperor, will help the Emperor of Daqian to break through this sword formation!"
"I, too, will go!" Several more emperors spoke up, but before they finished speaking, Tianlong roared, pulling the dragon chariot and galloping down from the sky, heading straight for the Martial God Nebula.
Boom! The roar of heaven and earth echoed, and several cold shouts sounded at the same time: "Emperor of Daqian, we will join hands to break this sword formation!"
Roar! The roar of the dragon was extremely loud. In an instant, several dragon chariots with extraordinary momentum appeared in Ribo's sight.
"There are several more emperors. If these people join forces, the sword formation will be broken, cough!" Rizhao's eyes suddenly shrank, but his face was extremely calm.
Gan Wuji felt a little embarrassed after being injured by a junior martial artist in front of everyone. Hearing the words of Emperor An Ting and others, his expressions became even more embarrassing, "With your help, this sword formation will be broken!"
Before the emperors could join forces, a majestic force appeared in the sky, suppressing the world.
Countless Tiangang soldiers roared in unison: "Break the formation, break the formation!"
Hearing this, the emperors smiled at each other and walked forward one after another. They stood at the head of the dragon chariot and looked down at the undulating peaks below. There was a chill in their eyes. "As long as this formation is broken, hundreds of millions of Tiangang soldiers will come down and compete for the deer." God of War!"
Almost at the same time, all the emperors took action at the same time, and the rules of the world were like a flood, and they could destroy thousands of mountains at any time.
Looking up at this scene, Rizhao, Qingjue and others had calm expressions on their faces.
Seeing this scene, many soldiers sneered. These despicable people gave up fighting against trapped beasts.
However, at the moment when the rules of heaven and earth were about to destroy ten thousand peaks, a sea of fire came out and appeared in the sky, burning up the rules of heaven and earth.
Several figures slowly emerged from the sea of fire, led by an extremely burly man with long, fiery red hair and a pair of extremely clear eyes that looked a bit strange under the firelight.
This man stood in the sea of fire like a king in the fire.
Seeing this figure, Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao's eyes changed slightly, "Fire Qilin!"
"Zhulu Martial God, it's just you, it's not enough!" With its long hair dancing wildly, the fire unicorn looked at Qian Wuji and others quietly. When he raised his hand, the surrounding sea of fire immediately rolled up, forming thirty-six unicorn shadows. Suppress the heavens and trap Qian Wuji and others among them.
At the same time, five figures appeared above the sea of fire: the fourth generation Qilin, the fourth generation Qinglong, the fourth generation Suzaku, the fourth generation Xuanwu, and the fourth generation White Tiger.
The majestic momentum gathered in an instant and was crushed.
Bang bang! Gan Wuji and the others turned pale and stepped back, "Are these people the guardians of the God of War?"
"Rizhao, I will stop these people, you are responsible for maintaining the sword formation!"
The cold light in Huo Qilin's eyes shined directly, and the fire of Suzaku condensed in his palm, forming a sword, and he walked towards Qian Wuji and others with the sword.
"The third generation Fire Qilin, the fourth generation Qilin, and the guardians of the ancient clan!" Yan Ruxue whispered, "Everyone, you will be responsible for these people!"
Hearing this, the emperors standing on the dragon chariot nodded one after another, drove the dragon chariot and galloped out.
"The emperors will deal with these guardians, and that man and the three generations of Moon Gods will be controlled by you and me!" Zhao Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the peaks in the distance, and chuckled: "As for the sword formation in front of you, leave it to me. Let the princes of Yan and Zhao break it!"
"Sima Shang, you lead millions of cavalry to capture this sword formation for my emperor!" The battle flag in Zhao Xiao's hand turned into a stream of light and shot out, hovering in the sky, and his rich voice rang out among the battle flags. It rose up and spread clearly to the ears of the Zhao soldiers.
Thunder and flames swirled around the cavalry, and knights covered in armor sat on the backs of tall war horses with cold eyes.
A cold breath filled the armor, leading a burly man with an extremely indifferent expression, Sima Shang, the famous general of Zhao State.
Hearing Zhao Xiao's voice, Sima Shang's eyes showed ferocious ferocity like a ferocious beast. He lowered his helmet and pulled out his horizontal sword. The huge back of the sword slapped the war horse, and the cavalry roared and turned into a stream of light and rushed out.
"Da Zhao! Da Zhao!" Sima Shang roared to the sky, bringing with it overwhelming pressure. The millions of cavalry from behind followed him in an orderly manner, as if maintaining a rigorous formation. It was obvious that this was a well-trained tiger and wolf team. teacher.
"After being baptized by the flames of war several times, the elites of the Zhao Kingdom are no less than the ace masters!" Yan Ruxue sighed sincerely. She also held the battle flag in her hand and threw it into the sky. The battle flag made a roaring sound and turned into a A stream of light shot out, "Qin Kai, where is he!"
The sound was extremely loud. Among the tens of millions of soldiers of the Yan Kingdom, two dragons pulled a four-wheel drive chariot and slowly came out. An extremely cold young general stood on top of it, and the bloodthirsty aura completely filled the air. Come on, this is a general who slaughtered millions of creatures.
"Lead the gryphon soldiers of the Yan Kingdom and capture this sword formation!" Yan Ruxue said coldly, her eyes icy to the bone.
"Promise!" Qin Kai promised loudly, pulled out his spear, looked up to the sky and roared: "Dayan! Dayan!"
Boom boom! More than a million knights pulled the reins, griffins roared, and galloped out.
The armies of Yan and Zhao were like a flood. Wherever they passed, the army gave way to the road. The whole world was shaking violently under the trampling of the cavalry.
Bang bang! The rocks rolled down, and Rizhao raised his sword eyebrow slightly, meeting the figures of the galloping cavalry. These cavalry were by no means comparable to the soldiers of Daqian.
"The two kingdoms of Yan and Zhao finally couldn't bear it anymore and started to launch an offensive, cough cough!" Rizhao's face became increasingly pale, as if these iron hooves were stepping on his heart, "Next, the Blood Prison Army will be responsible for these armies!"
Woo hoo! The melodious sound of the horn came from the sword tomb, and the neat and loud sound of the war drum slowly echoed.
In the Sword Tomb, on the long bloody sand, countless corpses were piled up into a mountain. On top of the corpses, there was a black army, the Blood Prison Army and the soldiers of the Huangfeng Empire.
Ye Wushuang was dressed in a green shirt, standing on a four-wheel drive chariot with his hands behind his hands. Four heavenly dragons were pulling the chariot.
Generals such as Ye Pojun and Ye Fanbai stood behind Ye Wushuang.
Countless eyes gathered at the end of the sword tomb, and the melodious sound of horns echoed.
The feather fan waved down and pointed at the end of the sword tomb. Ye Wushuang solemnly said: "Send the order and march out!"