"There are shadows of swords", on the other side, although Wen Hua is trapped in a tight siege, he is a brave man with a skill and a wooden sword in his hand. The Taoist peak sword move is like an angry dragon appearing, cutting a corridor in the crowd.
Wen Hua broke out of the siege easily.
On the other hand, Wu Liuding, the contemporary swordsman of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, cut off contact with other people because of his charge too far forward. He and his sword attendant Wu Cuihua were trapped in the siege of Beimang's army.
Deep in the siege, Wu Liuding looked a little sad and said softly to the female sword maid behind him: "Cuihua, I think you will never be able to compare with that guy named Xu in this life. He probably fought all the way to Beimang Dahu."
Come on, where am I now? It’s a thousand miles away.”
"Yeah." Swordsman Cuihua hummed softly without any words of comfort.
Wu Liuding sighed, "It's really annoying. Remember that time in the reed swamp outside Xiangfan City, I could knock down seventy or eighty His Royal Highnesses of Beiliang Crown Prince with one hand, right?"
Cuihua, the Sword Attendant, reminded with her gentle voice: "At that time, in the reed swamp, Aoxiao Hongchen was beside the Prince of Beiliang."
"Ah~" Wu Liuding smiled awkwardly.
Sword Attendant Cuihua touched Wu Liuding's head, but the Sword Tomb Sword Crown didn't care at all.
Wu Cuihua looked into the distance and said: "I have always been curious about why you insist on competing with that young vassal king, but no matter what, since you are willing to admit defeat..."
Wu Liuding's eyes were determined, he shook his head vigorously and said: "Don't admit defeat!"
Sword Attendant Cuihua retracted her hand, raised her arm, and held the hilt of King Su's sword on her back, "Actually, there is something I have been hiding from you."
Wu Liuding suddenly turned his head and said with a sad face: "Cuihua, don't say it, don't say it. If you tell me that you secretly like someone named Xu, where will I cry?!"
The female swordsman glared at him fiercely, then slowly pulled out the plain king sword, passed by him, and said softly, "I'm probably already a land swordsman."
Wu Cuihua swung out her sword, the sword energy was unstoppable and hundreds of heavily armored infantry were killed. This was undoubtedly something that could only be achieved in the land sword fairyland.
Wu Liuding was stunned.
At this time, a familiar Wen Hua voice came from outside the formation: "Wu Laoliu, are you dead or not? Can you please say something?"
Wu Liuding replied loudly: "Fart, even if you Wen Wesheng dies, I won't die."
Wu Liuding followed Wu Jian and others to Beiliang and met Wen Hua.
Although the two knew each other for a short time, they became each other's bad friends.
We usually joke with each other when nothing happens.
"It's good that I'm not dead. I just want to show you my newly learned swordsmanship." Wen Hua was seen standing outside the formation. He waved his wooden sword and released a brilliant sword energy, "Unparalleled in the world!"
The sword energy was two feet wide. Wherever it passed, countless broken armors and blood flowers flew up. Wu Liuding's way of survival was already open.
After Wu Liuding saw it, he was not at all happy about being rescued. Instead, he asked bitterly: "Are you also in the land sword fairyland?"
"I just had some insights during the fight. It's really a fluke that I can enter the Sword Fairyland on land." Wen Hua's expression was full of humility, as if it was really a fluke.
The sword attendant Cuihua on the side knew that the prodigal in front of him had broken through three days ago, and the reason why he waited until today to show his cultivation was for this scene.
In response to this, the sword attendant woman just shook her head helplessly and patted Wu Liuding on the shoulder, hoping that he could cheer up on his own.
The last of the eighteen masters who left the city was the blind female piano player from Xishu, Xue Songguan.
This young female grandmaster is under the greatest pressure among all the people.
The waves of arrows that rained down on Jubei City from Beimang, and the huge rocks thrown by trebuchets, were all stopped by her and Cheng Baishuang, the master of Southern Xinjiang who had reached the realm of great astronomical phenomena.
As Xu Fengnian destroyed most of the catapults, the pressure on the two men suddenly decreased.
Xu Fengnian continued to charge into the formation, as if he was in a deserted place.
Even if there were Beimang warriors who tried to stop him with their lives, they would still be unable to withstand the sword wielded by the young King of Beiliang.
Just one sword can take away thousands of lives.
At this time, Xu Fengnian was only a hundred feet away from Prince Beimang.
In the process, at least 20,000 lives were taken away.
But Xu Fengnian didn't show any signs of discouragement, as if his true energy was endless.
The people who were protecting Prince Beimang all had pale faces.
At this moment, strange phenomena appeared in the heaven and earth.
A beam of light as thick as a mountain peak descended from the sky, completely covering the ground one mile in front of Beimang Dahu.
A white waterfall fell down like a snow-white waterfall falling from the sky into the world.
At this moment, Tuoba Bodhisattva finally appeared.
Deng Tai'a, who was standing in the middle, had the flying sword in his hand no more than a few feet away.
The Beimang Military God looked at the Peach Blossom Sword God with cold eyes, "The reason why I came here is just as a bait. In fact, there is no need for me to intercept and kill Xu Fengnian at all. Heaven will suppress it."
Deng Tai'a's face looked solemn and solemn. Looking at the beam of light that continuously hit the earth from the sky, it contained a supreme majesty that absolutely did not exist in the human world. Deng Tai'a fell into deep thought.
Tuoba Bodhisattva sneered and said: "Deng Tai, how about you and I take this opportunity to decide the outcome?"
Deng Tai'a slowly withdrew his gaze and finally began to look directly at Tuoba Bodhisattva. However, he shook his head and said with a sarcastic smile: "It's not my turn."
Tuoba Bodhisattva then turned around and looked.
In front of the dusty Beimang Dahu, looking from a distance, there seems to be a black line between the light beam and the ground.
Under the suppression of heaven, auspicious clouds gathered, and the air pressure once again heard the poem chanting in the sky, "The world is like a chess piece, the universe is unpredictable, and all the heroes laugh~"
The heroes laughed out loud, countless thunders descended on the world, and countless Beimang soldiers exploded to death.
Prince Beimang and others who were further away were shocked to the point of bleeding from their seven holes.
The economics of a hundred generations? A one-page book reappears in the mortal world, and a pair of gods and humans live forever.
"The person who was at the Great Wall that day was indeed you, one page!" Tuoba Bodhisattva, who had always remained calm in the face of the enemy who destroyed his army, was burning with anger and gnashing his teeth.
On the page of the book, there is a fly whisk in hand, with a solemn and compassionate face. He looks directly at Tuoba Bodhisattva and sighs: "Tuoba Bodhisattva, you are the most powerful warrior in the world, and you should not have made such a mistake."
Tuoba Bodhisattva clenched his fists and stared at the Buddha, "If I can't defeat you with a page of books, how can I claim to be the strongest in the world? Today, I will defeat you here to avenge my previous shame."
"The unbreakable confusion, the unclear illusion. It's so sad, so sad~" With a long sigh, a page of book was thrown away from the dust in his hand, his palms were united, surrounded by lotus flowers, covering the Buddha's figure.
Immediately, the lotus dissipated, and a page of the book appeared with images of heaven and humans.
The golden relic on his head is gone, replaced by three thousand white hair and a silver golden wheel on the back of his head.
Looking at the page of the book on the cultivation of gods and humans, Tuoba Bodhisattva was full of fighting spirit and said, "Very good, this way I can have the fun of fighting with you."
With the gift from heaven and man, Tuoba Bodhisattva has united the three religions and entered the realm of immortality.