Just as Zhou Yi was galloping with his escort team outside the Great Wall, enjoying the carefree breeze of the wilderness, a peak showdown that could change the situation of the entire prairie was taking place under the same sky thousands of miles apart!
Wolf Mountain!
On this time-honored scenic spot that is said to have originated outside the Great Wall, there is a person sitting quietly.
The man wore a goose-shaped hat and a wide belt, had a strange face, and was as tall as a pine or cypress. At this moment, he closed his eyes like an old monk in meditation, giving people a feeling of transcendence.
Suddenly, a burly giant like a god strode over. The warm midday sun shone on his muscles that were as tough as gold and iron. The reflected light had a powerful momentum that blended with primitive vitality.
His powerful steps were in a straight line, as if nothing in the world could stop him. He just stood in front of the man, with a majestic aura, like a mountain overwhelmed.
He did not use any strength, but simply stared with his tiger eyes. The surging water in the surrounding swamps and shallows seemed to be forced outward in a circular shape by an irregular gravitational force, as if the natural world could not withstand the stare of this man!
"Sanhe Yishi, I can finally meet you, the number one master of Khitan?" The big man's voice was deep and powerful, as majestic as a mountain.
Sanhe Yishi, who had been in meditation, finally slowly opened his eyes.
The burst of light is not just the reflection of the sunlight, which is too small. In front of the burst of brilliance from a true peak powerhouse, even the great sun loses its color and becomes dull.
"Mr. Wu Zun, is it true that there is really no room for maneuver in the matter between the Khitan and the Turks?" He spoke in a calm voice, as if he was casually asking about a trivial matter.
"The rule of the grassland has always been that the strong are respected. What do you think?" Bi Xuan replied with a smile.
"In that case, I can only learn from Wu Zun's world-famous miraculous skills!" Sanhe Yishi slowly stood up, looking at the tall man in front of him with a calm brow, and suddenly an equally powerful aura emanated from his body!
“Hahaha!” The majestic and heroic Grandmaster finally laughed out loud and said, “In that case, the winner today will be the one to gamble on becoming the overlord of the entire grassland!”
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On this side, the Sanhe hermits finally decided to fight the grassland martial master Bi Xuan at Langjuxu Mountain in order to defeat the Khitan who were retreating step by step. The battle for the hegemony of the grassland finally came to the final moment. However, Zhou Yi and his party, who were on the run, did not consider these future crises at all.
It’s not because he couldn’t think of this, but the truth is, compared to the “potential threat”, the imminent crisis is the problem he is facing at the moment!
Under the blade that is already right in front of us, any overall situation, any calculation, will have to give way to this simple and direct dialogue between life and death!
The knife flashed, and blood spurted everywhere!
It wasn't that Zhou Yi was stabbed and bleeding, but the magic sword that appeared for a moment was already carrying a sinister and strange poisonous blood that could kill people instantly. And in the world, there are only two kinds of martial arts that involve blood when using a sword.
One is the Blood Knife School's unique martial art - the Blood Knife Technique. This skill is divided into two parts: internal strength and swordsmanship, all of which are recorded in the "Blood Knife Sutra". The Blood Knife swordsmanship is extremely strange, and each move is to chop in an impossible direction.
Judging from the incredibly fast sword light in front of him, it is unlikely to be the strange and heavy Blood Sword Technique. In this way, the origin of this sword technique is obvious - the magic sword turns into blood, the devil blood technique!
Zhou Yi snorted coldly, gently grasped the Green Water Sword in his hand, looked at the man in front of him with a serious face, and said: "You people from the Western Rakshasa Sect finally took action!" Zhou Yi's voice was full of caution and a little anger.
"Ha, I didn't expect you could escape here. The people of the Great Ming Sect are really getting worse with each generation. I have to rely on you to put an end to them."
Along with the appearance of a low voice, the figure hidden in the darkness finally revealed its true appearance at this moment.
Dozens of figures emerged from all directions. Different from the Ming Cult disciples before, each of them exuded an extremely tough aura, making people know at first sight that the people coming were not ordinary people, but elite killers that had to be trained at great cost.
If such a number of strong assassins were to practice the secret technique of attacking in groups, it would be enough to move anyone in the world. However, at this moment, compared to this group of dozens of elite assassins, the figure leading the way with a long knife in hand was far more terrifying than all the others combined!
Zhou Yi frowned and said in a deep voice: "May I ask who you are?"
"The Blood Demon Sword of the Western Rakshasa Sect, one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals - Qi Han!" Qi Han said, raising the long sword in his hand high. The bloody light on the sword suddenly surged and turned into a blood-red sword light that was nearly ten feet long.
"I never expected that such a small Qiyan tribe would have so many experts. But even so, you will not escape death today!"
Zhou Yi was just about to draw his sword to face Qi Han in front of him, but another figure came three points faster!
"Boom!" The next moment, Heshal exerted all his strength and stomped hard under his feet!
He stepped on the ground with all his strength, and even the solid official road could not withstand such a force, and dust suddenly flew all over the sky. At the same time, with the help of the horse's body and the dust in the air, Heshal lowered his body with all his strength and rushed forward like an arrow.
"Hehe! Azhe and Shuchi, you two have both been in the spotlight, this time it's my turn, Hesar!"
Steel Feather Evil Claw—Eagle pounces on rabbit!
Heshar's unrivalled lightness skill easily dodged Qi Han's fatal sword attack. He took a step into the air and suddenly accelerated in mid-air. He attacked with his claws at an unexpected angle!
Qi Han had never imagined that there would be such an unparalleled and unfathomable skill in this world. Compared with the Flying Demon, which is also listed among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Beings in the Western Rakshasa Sect, it is definitely much better than that!
The long sword had been drawn, and it was impossible for Qi Han to completely avoid this sharp claw. He immediately crossed the sword to protect himself and stepped back quickly, trying to weaken the power of this move to the minimum.
The claws, as sharp as divine weapons that could cut through iron and mud, swept past, leaving three shocking claw marks on Qi Han's originally handsome face.
This fight lasted only a few breaths. The Blood Demon Blade, which was so powerful, retreated several steps in panic. It looked at Heshal in anger and said, "You little bastard, I didn't expect you to do this. I'll skin you alive and tear your bones apart!"
"Oh? Really?" Hesaer spread his hands, showing a sly expression, and said, "Then I'll wait!"
At the same time, all the black-clad killers present showed their murderous intent, and then shouted in shock and anger, and rushed forward at the same time!
The war is about to begin! (To be continued)