Lightning flashed in the darkness, and the white sword light suddenly split the space like a dazzling lightning!
A death-like fear suddenly enveloped Zhou Yi's heart. He immediately jumped up with all his strength, and before he could dodge in mid-air, he was lucky that he swayed his body and barely avoided the arrogant knife light. He suddenly lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.
The Mongolian soldier in black armor gradually emerged from the darkness. Zhou Yi looked at him intently. His murderous face looked even more weird and terrifying under the moonlight.
He didn't expect that Zhou Yi could dodge the fatal blow at the critical moment, so he immediately used his lightness skills to catch up and attack with another blow.
Zhou Yi suppressed the palpitations in his heart, unsheathed the Jade Water Sword, and immediately drew out the dense rain of swords like a tide! Just based on the previous sword strike, Zhou Yi was sure that this person was a super master who was definitely not inferior to himself. At this critical moment, he went all out!
The blue sky and red dust sword technique—the blue sky and sword sea!
Seeing Zhou Yi's rain of swords attacking wildly, a look of regret and unwillingness suddenly flashed across the man's face which was full of hostility. He sighed lightly, and his body turned into a residual shadow and quickly retreated in the night.
"Want to run? No way!"
Bang!
Zhou Yi was about to chase after him when he heard a loud, earth-shaking roar behind his ears. The horrifying sound waves almost rushed up to the sky, and then an unparalleled heat wave rolled in. The hot wind blew up the sand and stones on the ground, spreading in all directions without a trace. It only touched some flammable items such as grass and cloth, and they immediately burst into flames.
Zhou Yi looked back and saw a small mushroom cloud rising slowly. Even hundreds of meters away, Zhou Yi could deeply feel how shocking the high temperature at the core would be, and how impossible it would be for any grass to grow!
If we talk about the masculine martial arts with fire power in the world, among the people Zhou Yi knows, Yun Chongxiao's "Nine Yang Magic" is naturally the first choice. The powerful skills of the Nine Yang realm are absolutely the best in the world. And at this moment, at the core of the explosion, there is a master who is fighting Yun Chongxiao with the same familiar fire attribute martial arts. Is there a winner
this... ... .
Could it be that he is...
The terrible thought flashed through Zhou Yi's mind like lightning. He had no time to think about it. He immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the center of the explosion.
For a master of Zhou Yi's level, a distance of hundreds of meters is just a matter of a few breaths. Soon, the two towering figures standing in the center of the world like demons from hell came into Zhou Yi's sight.
Yun Chongxiao and a man in black and heavy armor stood facing each other, like two mountains separated by a long distance. Even the air was filled with the atmosphere of impending storm.
The man in front of him exuded an inexplicably evil and intimidating aura, as if he was a god or devil who secretly ruled the prairie. He had a perfect physique, bronze skin that shone with a dazzling luster, and long legs, which made his majestic body seem to reach for the starry sky. The wild hemp robe on his body fluttered in the wind, and his palms were broad and large, as if containing the most terrifying power in the world.
The most breathtaking thing is that he is like a vast ocean full of undercurrents, with stillness in movement and movement in stillness, making it completely impossible to grasp his movement and stillness.
The opponent's face was hidden under the armor, but at the moment when he looked back, Zhou Yi had already seen the other's eyes clearly: filled with extremely hot and crazy flames, like the raging fire in the deepest abyss of hell, containing a tremendous power to destroy the world.
"Phoenix Flame City!"
Zhou Yi blurted out, although they had never met each other, but looking outside the Great Wall, or even in the whole world, there is probably no one else who can have such momentum!
"I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!" Feng Yancheng spoke slowly. His voice spread out but did not disperse. It was obvious that his inner strength was unfathomable. "I finally see you! A small master can achieve this. You are a worthy opponent!"
Although the facts were right in front of him, Zhou Yi still found it hard to believe that the supreme commander of the million-strong Turkic army had the extraordinary courage to launch a surprise attack alone and risk his life. He tried his best to restrain the excitement in his heart and said, "It is better to hear about him than to meet him in person. The reputation of the Grassland Martial Master is indeed well-deserved! I have heard of him for a long time!"
Feng Yancheng said: "As far as I know, you are a member of the Ming Dynasty. Why would you help Temujin so much?"
"Master Wu Zun is a man of great talent and strategy. After unifying the frontier, what will be the next step?" Zhou Yi said with a smile: "I am just preparing for a rainy day. It just so happens that the Mongols under Temujin will never surrender to foreign races, so it is a win-win situation!"
Feng Yancheng did not intend to hide it at all. Instead, he nodded and said, "That does make sense. It's a pity that I don't have a deputy like you by my side. Otherwise, the grassland would not be worth a sneer at all!"
"Of course! But..."
The admiration in Zhou Yi's eyes flashed away, and he shook his head and sighed: "Today, it's a pity..."
There was no fluctuation on Feng Yancheng's face, it was so calm that it was a little scary.
"Oh? What a pity?"
Zhou Yi raised his lips slightly, took a step forward, and said with a smile: "Even if your Yan Yang Qi Gong is so powerful, you don't think you have a chance to defeat the alliance between me and Yun Zhongxiao..."
"boom!!"
It was as if the sea of swords was surging. The moment Zhou Yi opened his mouth, a black figure suddenly burst out from a distance. Then, the sword energy that could tear the sky and split the earth poured out violently with the flip of that person's wrist!
The sword energy that was faster, stronger, and thousands of times more numerous than Zhou Yi's Blue Sky Sword Sea was like a tsunami, covering the sky and the earth, covering an area of nearly ten miles, and instantly turning the chaotic grassland under the night into a world of "sword"!
A vast and boundless pressure, like the sound of thousands of swords, suddenly emanated. Where that person was, thousands of swords were filled with overwhelming force, and the transcendent sword energy almost permeated the entire sky.
Moreover, more swords continued to rush towards this side from all directions. At one moment, there were more than ten, a hundred, or even thousands of swords!
Near the grassland battlefield, all the swords on everyone's body moved without wind, then flew out of the scabbard, flew into the air, and merged into the thousands of swords.
"There is actually such a sword move in this world?!"
However, the next moment, when Zhou Yi had not yet recovered from his surprise, the black figure suddenly rose from the ground like an unparalleled sharp sword.
In an instant, everything around me changed...
The mottled firelight, the strong smell of blood lurking in the air, and even the entire world gradually disappeared. All tangible existences disappeared, replaced by pure sword energy, which was as sharp as the wind, as ethereal as clouds, as strange as a shadow, or as sharp as a rainbow, and then quickly gathered around Zhou Yi!
Sword Qi is invisible, all things belong to the sword, this is...
"Ten thousand swords return to their origin!" (To be continued)