The defeat was in danger, and the purple spear refused to fight for the first time, which put Yang Fanhai in danger. Fortunately, the Emperor's Sword appeared in time, which finally gave him the power to fight again.

Holding the Emperor's Sword, Yang Fanhai was like a hungry wolf, fighting with Chi You, who was as powerful as a tiger.

The sky was swept, the earth roared and roared, the sound of soldiers devoured the wilderness, the golden sword energy and sword lights raging, the fight between the two made the sky and the earth dark again, the flying sand and stones covered the battlefield, and it was desolate.

The witch clan and human clan all held their breath and did not dare to miss any details. At this time, a large amount of breath came from all directions, hiding in places that they thought were good, looking here from afar.

He was a cultivator from Jiuzhou. He failed to fight the demons and suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, Kui Niu did not pursue Yang Fanhai as he pursued Yang Fanhai afterwards. All sects finally saved their vitality.

Now that the human race and the witch race have reached a critical moment, the battle between Chiyou and Yang Fanhai has been protracted, it has caused chaos in the vitality of heaven and earth for thousands of miles and even thousands of miles, which naturally makes many monks have the idea of ​​watching the battle.

To improve your practice, you not only need to practice alone, but also to understand other things. The insights can be seen from the strange phenomena of heaven and earth, or the means of others.

Although Yang Fanhai and Chi You are not the best in the world, they are so tragic and fierce battles that are extremely difficult to see today. If you can understand something from the battle, you will naturally benefit a lot.

But there are also people who did not come purely for the battle. Two figures hang on flying swords in the sky far away, looking at the battlefield that has turned into a sharp aura.

"Master, may Mr. Yang win?"

The speaker was wearing a purple and white dress, standing with a tinkling look on his face, and was anxious. It was Shen Yuwei, who was under the disciple of Yuding Zhenren. The person beside him was naturally his master Taoist Ling Wei.

When the demon traveled westward, they flew swords to control the air, and the speed was extremely fast, leaving Yongzhou even before Yang Fanhai. However, the two did not return to Yanzhou. Taoist Ling Wei was preparing to visit friends in Xuzhou. After learning about the battle here on the way, Shen Yuwei was worried about Yang Fanhai's situation, so she begged her master to take her to take a look.

At this time, when he heard Shen Yuwei's question, Taoist Ling Wei could only smile bitterly and shake his head: "I don't know that the battle between the two has surpassed that of ordinary sub-saints, and is almost comparable to the Immortal King. After all, I am only at the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, so how can I see the direction of such a battle?"

While smiling bitterly, he also sighed that the world's practice is indeed not something that can be achieved after a long time. I remember the first time I knew about Yang Fanhai because I heard that his disciple lost to him.

I didn't care too much at that time, but I just felt that this young man had a good heart and a pity that the meridian problems made it difficult to practice.

Unexpectedly, both myself and Taoist Ling Xiao took a look. I don’t know how this young man solved the problem of meridian blockage. His cultivation has made rapid progress, rising like a comet at an unimaginable speed.

But now it is only a hundred years. Not only has he pulled down his disciples and peers, but he has also surpassed himself. The young man he once looked at with his own eyes was already looking up to him today.

After hearing what the master said, Shen Yuwei was even more worried. Unfortunately, she was not busy with such a battle and could only watch from a distance.

Rio Tinto beat drums in Zhulu City, calm and powerful. He was also a soldier and knew the helplessness of fighting on the back, but he never thought that Yang Fanhai would fight this battle so fiercely. This is no longer just to sacrifice his life, but also an action to implement his will to the end. What he wants is not just to do his best to sacrifice his life for the country, but to win, a necessary victory.

Even if Yang Fanhai just let out a wild beast at this moment, Rio Tinto could feel his mood, the persistence of victory.

A bird song attracted Chi Songzi and Ying Long to turn around, and then exclaimed: "Master."

A phoenix bird rushed into the air, and there was a person sitting on his back, his face was pale and his breath was almost uncontrollable. It was Gongsun Xuanyuan. At this moment, he was in great injuries and his body was invaded by the power of the demon. He could not heal for a moment.

After finally waking up, after learning about the situation of the battle, he flew over in a phoenix bird. Through his spiritual sense, he discovered Yang Fanhai's crisis from afar, and even found that he tried to summon weapons but failed. Therefore, he would use his last bit of strength to send the Emperor's Sword over.

This also made it even worse in his body, unsustainable, and he seemed to be dying.

When the phoenix landed on the ground, Yinglong hurriedly met over and said anxiously: "King, you shouldn't have come here with such injuries!"

Akasongzi also nodded: "This place is dangerous, the king is seriously injured, so it is time to avoid it. Wait until the injury recovers and do it..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gongsun Xuanyuan, "Where can you retreat? The king should guard the country's gates, and an inch of land cannot be stolen. Because I was seriously injured, the accumulated army was defeated again and again. It is a sin to lose most of the southern land. Today, Yang Fanhai fought for me. If I still find a place to hide, I would have no face to live between heaven and earth."

"You can see clearly that although China is big, there is no place to fight. If the army is defeated today, China will be destroyed. If the country is destroyed, the king will die. I am the king of China and I should sacrifice my life for my country. You don't need to say more, just watch with me. In the past, Yang Fanhai handed over his life to me, and today, I also entrusted his life to him."

Although his face was pale, he looked light and light, and he had no sense of life and death before, which made Yinglong and Chi Songzi admire him. He had a kind of demeanor that could not be possessed by a high level of cultivation, but it was an insight from life.

On the battlefield, the battle situation became more intense. The Tiger Soul Sword and the Emperor's Sword fought hard again and again, turning the thousand-mile plain ahead of Zhulu into a dead and deserted land, with rocks passing through the sky and gullies everywhere.

The two figures separated, and the energy locked the four directions, making the world quiet. When Chi You shouted again, the tiger's soul sword was crossed, and the nine slashes of the sky were launched with the flow.

The eight directions of heaven and earth are the eight poles, and the center of heaven and earth is the ninth pole. The heaven and earth for cultivation are the center. The so-called nine-slashing of heaven is the sword technique of confidence and pride. With me is the country, and with me is the heaven and earth.

Although his state is not as good as before, his will is even more terrifying. With the same move, the three auras of demons, witches and demons are swollen, making Chi You look like a demon god who returns from Jiuyuan, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

Yang Fanhai did not know how to sword skills, and he could not use sword skills in his previous hard fights. He just needed to cut the Emperor's Sword with an amazing reaction and extraordinary speed.

At this moment, Chi You killed the Nine Slashes of the Heavenly Divine Slashes, and waved the Emperor's Sword, used the sword as a spear, and used the moves of the 18-shot Burning City to meet him.

The Eighteen Snaps of Burning the City are not purely marksmanship, but a kind of artistic conception, a power emitted by regret. A power of hatred, hating others and self-hate, and also hurting others and self-hate. Guns can be used, and swords can be used.

Especially at this moment when using the Emperor's Sword, the sharpness is even more terrifying. As soon as the move is released, he is cut by the sword energy and covered in bruises.

The Sword of Fierce and the Sword of Confidence hit each other in the most brutal way, with a shimmering light. The sharp force instantly cut into the earth and into the sky.

A huge deep ditch that was unknown in depth and had grown thousands of miles appeared on the ground. A huge black mark appeared on the top of the sky, as if the sky had been cut open.

One blow, two blows... Nine slashes faced the Eighteen Swords. In that desperate attack, the energy impact made people dare not look directly at it. The people from all sides retreated quickly. Even in Zhulu City, Rio Tinto no longer beat the drums, and protected Gongsun Xuanyuan with Chi Songzi and Yinglong.

Only the moment a few people left, the sword intent and sword light qi burst out, and the huge Zhulu City instantly turned into ashes of loess, blown away by the strong wind, without leaving any left.

"ah!"

With the roar, the ninth slash, the eighteenth sword, the Emperor's Sword and the Tiger Soul Knife slashed together fiercely.

Boom, golden light, black smoke, purple flowers, and evil spirits were like four crazy dragons biting each other, turning into a huge divine pillar of heaven, completely wrapping the two of them. They mapped around and covered the sun and moon light.

Such a battle is terrifying, especially those immortals and monks who came to watch the battle. At this moment, they finally realized that this was no longer a war in the past, but more like a battle to attain enlightenment between two peerless powerful men.

If there is no loser, the winner will be better.

"Buzz!"

A sound of heaven resounded, like the sound of the way of heaven. When the black clouds appeared out of thin air, surging, emitting the aura of heaven.

"It's the robbery cloud!"

Someone exclaimed, unable to believe it. Both of them were already in the Great Perfection of the Sub-Saints. If they were attracted to the cloud of tribulation, it means that someone would make a breakthrough and enter the Immortal King. This is bound to be a huge challenge for both the corresponding tribulation and the other person.

"boom!"

Just as everyone was wondering who the tribulation was, the first thunder condensed and illuminated the dark world with dazzling light, and directly hit the two people fighting like a mad dragon.

The lightning bombarded the sky and the earth, but it did not make a monk, but turned into chains of lightning to entangle the two of them, just like a purgatory.

Such a battle is too fierce. Almost no one except the person involved can tell who was struck by the thunder.

"Is it General Yang?" Rio Tinto asked in a deep voice, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

Once you pass the tribulation, you will be the real realm of the Immortal King. Without the saint's action, the human race will have another guardian god. But at this moment, it is extremely dangerous to pass the tribulation. Not to mention that there are strong enemies on your side, Yang Fanhai's own state may not be able to survive the nine Immortal King tribulations.

"No... it's not Yang Fanhai!" Gongsun Xuanyuan shook his head and said softly, extremely decisively: "It's Chiyou, I can feel his breath changing, and... Yang Fanhai's heavenly tribulation... is really weak!"

Others didn't know, but Gongsun Xuanyuan knew that Yang Fanhai was so weak that the power of the heavenly tribulation was indescribable because of his unknown reason. If it were his Immortal King Tribulation, the lightning that lightning just now would have been able to deal with even the Daluo Golden Immortal, and would never have been so terrible.

As if he wanted to verify his words, Chi You's breath suddenly became strong, and the tiger's soul sword rolled up the lightning and slashed out with one knife. With the terrifying force, Yang Fanhai was directly struck.
Chapter completed!