Mo He looked at these people who suddenly broke into the iron-blooded battlefield, and then quickly went in one direction. He lay there motionless until these people got farther and farther away from him.
"This group of people, they should be the remnants of the Second Dynasty!" Mo He's mind was running like electricity at this moment, thinking of the things that Pang Zhan had built in the yin house before, and his attitude of settling the funeral. Looking at these few people who suddenly entered the iron-blooded battlefield, Mo He can probably guess their origins.
The things Pang Zhan said should come from these people. After entering the iron-blooded battlefield, it is obvious what they will target, and it is definitely Xia Yuan.
He turned his head and glanced at the center of the battlefield. At this moment, countless yellow sands rolled up, and the battle seemed to be getting more intense. The surrounding yellow sands seemed to gradually gather together, forming a tornado shape, but it revealed a layer of red light.
Mo He turned his attention to the few people who came in just now, and found that they were approaching the center of the battlefield little by little after detours, and stopped after reaching a certain distance, and then the handsome man threw something, Surrounded by iron and blood evil spirits, those few people's figures slowly disappeared, and even their aura was perfectly hidden.
Mo He narrowed his eyes lightly, and said in his heart: "As expected of the remnants of the Second Dynasty, even though the dynasty has changed, the foundation of the rule of more than 30,000 years is already very deep."
The legacy from the previous life and the knowledge of the previous life made Mo He understand a truth, that is, there is no means invincible in this world, even if it is a domineering iron-blooded evil spirit that can repel all other forces, it can still be defeated by others. Restraint, if you think something is unsolvable, then it can only be said that you are not standing high enough, and your vision is not broad enough.
For example, now, Mo He is shrouded in the iron-blood evil spirit, and he can't even release a single spell, and even dare not reveal his consciousness, but he can penetrate the iron-blood evil spirit barrier and hide himself after entering the iron-blood battlefield .
Just as a sigh rose in Mo He's heart, there was another bang suddenly from the center of the battlefield, accompanied by another tremor of the ground under his feet, but this time the ground really cracked, taking the place where the battle took place as the starting point. In the center, within a radius of one mile, the earth sank deeply, forming a big crater like a meteor falling, a huge figure was thrown out of the battle situation, and fell heavily on the ground.
Mo He saw clearly the falling figure, but it was the veteran Pang Zhan, which meant that in this battle, Pang Zhan fell into the lower peak first.
Standing up quickly from the ground, Pang Zhan looked down at a bloody hole in his chest, and then looked at the Baizhan Long Saber in his hand, a look of distress flashed in his eyes.
This weapon, which has been with him for an unknown amount of time, has been improved step by step from an ordinary long sword refined in the military to the level it is today by using the sacrificial method of martial arts. A long knife that was about to be broken at any time, but it was not inferior to ordinary magic weapons, but now there was a hole in the blade of this long knife.
Although this knife has been upgraded to a level that is not inferior to the sharp weapon of a magic weapon, its base is too bad after all. When the blow just now blocked Xia Yuan's straight thrust, it was finally pierced by the long lance in Xia Yuan's hand. , and wounded him at the same time.
His eyes moved away from the long knife in his hand, and his eyes seemed to glance in one direction inadvertently.
Pang Zhan reached out and stroked the bloody hole on his chest, then brushed his blood-stained palm across the face of the long knife in his hand.
After stroking the palm of his hand, the blood stained on the palm all gathered in the small hole on the knife surface, temporarily filling the gap on the long knife.
"Old man, hold on a little longer, it will be soon!" He murmured softly, and suddenly veins appeared on Pang Zhan's face, and his white hair danced wildly at this moment.
Xia Yuan, who had injured Pang Zhan just now, only felt that Pang Zhan on the opposite side was like a wounded lone wolf at this moment, and his aura became more fierce.
"That's right, come on, give me another move!" Seeing Pang Zhan whose aura became more fierce, Xia Yuan showed no fear at all, the long lance in his hand suddenly slashed forward, and a 100-meter-long bloody light Flying out, leaning towards Pang Zhan.
"kill!"
Pang Zhan let out a low growl, and the long knife in his hand suddenly slashed forward, also slashing a bloody light.
The two bloody lights collided together, and there was another explosion in the air. Before the power of the explosion dissipated, there was the sound of metal and iron clashing as weapons collided, turning into two giants tens of meters tall. People, once again fighting into a ball.
This time there was no red light covering the surrounding area, but Mo He still couldn't see the specific details of the two people's battle clearly. All he could see was a wriggling mass of red light that devastated the surrounding area at the same time. the earth.
"Give me the Dragon Shooting Bow!" The handsome man hiding in the dark said to a guard behind him when he saw the increasingly fierce battle.
Hearing this, the guard took out a pale golden longbow without hesitation, and handed it to the handsome man.
"His Royal Highness actually brought General Zhenlong's Dragon Shooting Bow. Before the subordinate came down, he was worried about His Royal Highness's haste. He didn't bring out a bow that was suitable for his hand. He brought a bow specially for His Highness. It really is a bit troublesome. !” The head of Xuanshui Sect at the side saw the light golden bow, a blazing look flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he did not forget to express his loyalty in an indelible way.
This dragon-shooting bow was a weapon used by a general of the Second Dynasty. It was made of dragon bones and tendons, and it was cultivated by the special method of refining treasures in the martial arts of the gods. In the top ranks, the general at that time used this bow to shoot and kill countless masters of the Water Dragon Clan, and achieved the prestige of General Zhenlong.
Later that general's fate was not so good, he was finally beheaded on the battlefield by a master of the dragon clan.
"You have a heart." The handsome man glanced at the suzerain of Xuanshui Sect, praised him casually, then stretched out his hand, took out a long jade box, and opened it.
Inside the jade box is an arrow, the whole body is like jade, but upon careful observation, it can be found that there seem to be light golden silk threads inside, just like the veins on the bones.
The handsome man reached out and took out the arrow, the corner of his mouth curled up, and said softly: "Time is too tight, this arrow can only be refined roughly, a waste of a good material, but it is used to deal with Xia Yuan, It is enough, it is your honor, Xia Yuan, to die under this arrow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome man held the Dragon Shooting Bow in one hand and the arrow in the other hand, and loaded it on the bowstring. Then his expression became focused, his eyes fixed on the battlefield, and he didn't even blink.
At this time, Mo He also didn't dare to blink his eyes. Although he couldn't see the details of the fight between Pang Zhan and Xia Yuan, he could find that the movements of the two seemed to be getting faster and faster. The voices have been connected together, but occasionally there will be a break.
As time passed, the two showed no signs of exhaustion, and the sound of metal and iron clanging in their ears was still connected, but the devastated ground around them, and the Gradually, the sand and dust they raised seemed to be stained with blood. It wasn't the infestation of iron and blood evil spirits, but the real color of blood stained red.
"Zheng!"
The voice in the ear suddenly stopped, and the two blood-shrouded figures also stopped at this moment. Almost at the same time, the two people whose bodies had swelled to dozens of meters suddenly shrank at this moment. Bloody lights appeared behind them at the same time, and what appeared in them were the soldiers and horses led by each.
It's just that no matter whether it's the remnant wolf army or Xia Yuan's troops, their aura is much weaker than at the beginning, and all of them are wounded. What's even more strange is that the wounds are in the same position, even the degree of injury is the same.
Xia Yuan and Pang Zhan stood facing each other, their skins were blood red, as if they had been boiled, the long spear in his hand had already sunk half into Pang Zhan's chest, and the long knife in Pang Zhan's hand also pierced Pang Zhan's chest. Seeing through Xia Yuan's abdomen, both of them were almost hurt.
However, although both sides are hurting, both of them know that the battle has already been decided, and the final winner is the sixth prince Xia Yuan. The long lance that stabbed Pang Zhan's chest had already penetrated Pang Zhan's heart.
Pang Zhan could feel that the blood in his body was being absorbed by the long lance stabbed on his chest. The long lance in Xia Yuan's hand had the function of absorbing the power of the enemy's blood and replenishing Xia Yuan's consumption.
Seeing this scene, the handsome man hiding in the dark immediately raised the dragon shooting bow in his hand, pulled the bowstring with one hand, and shot the arrow without hesitation.
A white light flashed, so fast that it was almost impossible to react, Xia Yuan felt a threat of death coming, he had this feeling many times, but never before, it felt so strong like now.
Almost an instinctive reaction of the body, Xia Yuan pulled out the spear that pierced into Pang Zhan's chest like lightning, and threw it behind him.
And at the same time, Pang Zhan also suddenly made a move that was beyond Xia Yuan's expectations.
"Secret technique, bloody!"
Pang Zhan also drew back his long knife like lightning. At this moment, a bloody flame ignited on his body, condensed on the long knife in his hand, and then threw the long knife forward.
Xue Lie, this is a secret technique created by Pang Zhan himself. It is completely unique to the Canlang Army. It is a secret technique that is desperate at critical moments.
The blade did not slash at Xia Yuan, but wiped Xia Yuan's cheek, leaving a bloodstain on Xia Yuan's face, and flew towards Xia Yuan's back, meeting the fast white light.