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Chapter 881 Destiny! ! ! (33)

But on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang, as far as the eye can see, countless cavalry are charging, and the sound of horseshoes spreads all the way to the sky. defense.

Some died directly on the road of charge, falling to the ground like a hard stone.

There are also those whose guns in Qin Jun's hands were chopped off, and then fell to the ground by heavy horseshoes, their sternum was crushed, and blood was sprayed from their mouths. Both sides are constantly putting their troops into it.

This node of the ley line has been disturbed by the bloody gas, and has begun to appear unstable.

Bailifeng's armor has been shattered, and even the Mo Dao's blade has been shattered. He roared and pierced the horse with the spear in his hand, and knocked the general on the horse's back with his shoulder. He was like a crazy beast. , suddenly raised his arm and swung the knife, with the help of horsepower, this knife cut off the opponent's neck directly.

The horse under the seat was stimulated by the blood, let out a roar, and stood up suddenly.

The horseshoe with a big bowl mouth was wrapped in a horseshoe with a look of expression, and it was smashed down, and the two Northern Hungarian cavalrymen who fell from their horses stepped into the soil. The breastbone shattered with a crackling sound. In the direction, the banner of the King of Northern Huns is waving.

Under the banner hanging down like a cloud, the King of Northern Xiong wore the heaviest armor and was protected by many masters.

Under the charge again and again regardless of the cost, Qin's defense line was broken again and again, and reorganized again and again. At some point, he saw the cavalry in Northern Xinjiang regrouped and prepared to charge. He said in a hoarse voice:
"Old Zhao, Xiao Zhouzi, get ready!"

"The Huns are coming again, at least they have to support them until the reinforcements arrive, do you hear me? Don't call me a general, call me a counselor... Do you hear me?"

"........."

"Old Zhao? Xiao Zhouzi?"

No one responded, Baili Feng turned his head, and then his body froze. Behind and in front of him, countless corpses fell on the battlefield, and the wind blew through the weapons they had never put down until they died.

This is the sound of the battlefield.

Ahh...that's how it is.

Baili Feng Ming Wu——

It turned out that only this body was left.

He looked at the reorganized cavalry in the distance, looked down at those familiar bodies, staggered a little, grinned, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the sky, and murmured:
"Old Zhao, I just said that I will give you an official position. If you are not enough, I will give you a few heads."

"Xiao Zhouzi, I have written all the family letters you want for you."

"Didn't you say that you were muttering and asking your mother to send you some hot peppers? You died here?"

His voice paused, and he said to himself:
"Everyone said that I want my father to feel at ease..."

"Heh...those who said such things were not able to come back in the end."

"Fart, it's all fart, wake me up!"

"Don't pretend to be dead! Don't pretend!"

He was suddenly furious and jumped up, no one responded to him, so he laughed, even he himself didn't know why he laughed like this, the laughter echoed on the lonely battlefield, and finally turned into a whimper, Bailifeng bite She gritted her teeth, but the tears couldn't stop flowing wantonly on her face.

A heavy voice sounded, and he raised his head to look over.

The cavalry in Northern Xinjiang urged their horses, ready to charge again.

Bai Lifeng wiped his face indiscriminately. He leaned over and grabbed a handful of broken Qin flags. He leaned heavily on the ground to support his body. His eyes glared at the enemy in front of him. The black dragon flag was billowing in the wind. , like a blazing fire—

He roared: "Tiger Taoist!"

"Hold here!"

Then he responded to himself even louder:
"promise!!!"

The black dragon flag rolled up.

When this flag is still there, it only represents a message, a message accepted by both the enemy and us at the same time-the Great Qin Defense Line is still here!

The cavalry general on the opposite side roared, and more than hundreds of iron cavalry raised their hands and knocked on the armor on their chests. The sound of killing urged the horses to charge towards the last big Qin tiger here.

They gathered their momentum early so that when the force of the charge was at its strongest, they could just swing the scimitar in their hands. Bailifeng laughed, and using the flag as a spear, he rushed towards the charging cavalry with all his strength.

But at this moment, another figure easily surpassed him.

Seeing a familiar figure, Bailifeng stretched out his hand subconsciously.

But that figure was so fast that it passed the battlefield almost instantly. It was a delicate young girl, wearing white clothes, with slightly shorter black hair on one side of her temples, like a lotus flower blooming on the battlefield.

The sound of the silver bell echoed across the battlefield.

A stream of light suddenly lit up, bright as if it was fleeting.

Bailifeng roared angrily, rolled and crawled, and rushed forward frantically, but could only see the sword light and the white clothes that disappeared under the backlash of Wang Qi.

Finally, in heaven.

In the ink-stained sky, a bright meteor slid down.

The white rainbow pierced the sun, and the fierce tiger, which represented the kingly spirit of the northern border, roared and dispersed slowly.

On this day, more than a thousand years after the ancestors of the Xue family died, the assassin blade of the Xue family finally reached the level that even the emperor with the heart of the people can assassinate even the emperor who is in the midst of thousands of armies and connects the vast territory of tens of thousands of miles.

At this time, Li Wu slowly drew out the second sword.

This sword is different from the Zhenyue Sword. The Zhenyue Sword is a Daqin battle sword. The sword is broad and heavy. This sword is much slender and has many cracks on it, but the sword is still there. Howling, like a warlike warrior.

The sword of the emperor in the world, commanding the dragon spirit.

Cast by Li Shude, watch the platform to determine the Qin Dynasty.

A quaint jade pendant around Li Wu's waist slowly lit up.

Who in the world can still control the army formation that has been disrupted?
There was once such a person who smiled frankly:

"After I leave, I will leave everything to you."

Li Wu replied:

"promise."

Pulling out the sword in his hand, the old man closed his eyes.

So he saw the scholar smiling, the ethereal girl drinking wine and writing poems next to him, the upright swordsman resting his sword on his knees, and the prince in white lying under a tree with no appearance, smiling at him with wine.

Finally, the people he saw left one by one.

He burst into tears.

The craziest delusions of the previous generation should naturally be completed by the remnants of the previous era.

The 500 years of hard work of the Mohists connected the veins from the depths of the earth, and finally 72 cities were integrated into a whole. It is a miracle that no one can reproduce in the first 72 years and the next 2000 years.

But at this moment, such a miracle appeared again.

Watching the platform, Ding Qin's sword was inserted backwards into the general platform, and the Great Qin Liwu joined the formation with his body.

Because of the impact and damage of the northern border, the luck rose up again, and the formation was re-operated, and it was even stronger than before. The hand was inexplicably broken, and shock emerged in my heart.

Looking at the many enemies on the opposite side, he finally couldn't help but sigh:
"...a wonderful reversal."

Up to this moment, he is still calm and said:

"However, you cannot harm me."

As if, as he said, the once more majestic Dragon Qi was caught by him and suppressed by him. He stood at the highest point of the nine heavens, overlooking everyone, and calmly said:

"This seat is here, it is destiny."

"You have done everything, but under the destiny, it is nothing."

"Your are the strongest, and it is difficult to hurt me."

"You and I are the same kind of people, you should understand, don't you?"

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the blade of the sword that suddenly appeared in front of him, and calmly looked at the green-clothed scribe holding the sword.

The majestic avenue broke the sword blade. This was not brute force, but the rules of heaven and earth. It seemed that the sword should have been broken. The green-clothed scribe flew back and his weapon was broken, but there was no anger on his face .

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth that was wiped back by the rules, and said calmly:

"I recognize your character and ambition."

"With one's own strength, thousands of years of cultivation, assimilated a ray of heaven, becoming the two sides of this world, mastering the rules, as you said, the destiny is yours."

Behind the green-shirted scribes are the Great Qin Zhu Kingdom, masters of the rivers and lakes, and even Yuan Ci, who is a little exhausted. Holding weapons, they heard the cold voice narrating unhurriedly:

"500 years of planning, the collapse of Penglai Island, the suppression of the Temple of Heaven by Kunlun, 72 magic soldiers, the emperor as bait, and even the death of the swordsman of Tianshan, stepped into the Heavenly Palace. Let the big formation be restored, the Supreme Emperor died, Li Wu held the sword, and the assassin..."

"Everyone has used all means to get to this point."

The Emperor of Heaven said flatly: "It is worthy of praise, but it is not enough."

The scholar in green shirt said calmly:
"Indeed, it's not enough, Yuan Ci is not your opponent at this moment."

"Of course I can't."

"Everyone here, including Kunlun, can't do it. I don't deny this."

"Since you are the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven, warriors who grew up under the Dao of Heaven will naturally be unable to harm you, and although we can hurt you, we cannot kill you because you are still under the Dao of Heaven. "

The Emperor of Heaven said slowly: "Since you know...why do you still do such a stupid thing?"

His eyes fell on Wang Anfeng, and he said:

"Did you two appear for you as a disciple?"

"Willing to take risks because of him?"

Yuan Ci's expression was peaceful, but the green-clothed scribe laughed out loud, saying:

"Totally stupid!"

With a mocking look on his face, he said, "Of course it's because I can kill you!"

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes were indifferent, and he was no longer willing to answer.

The green-clothed scribe shook his head with a smile, and said, "You're probably thinking again, are you the destiny?"

"Then why don't you look up and look at the sky."

"Your destiny, right now—"

The eyes of the Emperor of Heaven were indifferent: "How can no one in the world think that they can be above the Nine Heavens? I have seen and heard enough of your methods. It is time to end this..."

Someone interrupted his speech.

The plain voice echoed on the battlefield like this.

"There is a wind blowing above the nine heavens, named Gang."

The Emperor of Heaven suddenly raised his head, and a master of the human world raised his head. This place is already the heaven. Slightly flicking, relying on emptiness to resist the wind.

A stern look flashed in the eyes of the green-clothed scribe, and he suddenly shouted:

"Go!"

"Amitabha."

The vast Buddha light rose, and Yuanci stepped forward, restraining the Heavenly Emperor.

The Emperor of Heaven raised his hand and held it firmly, the sky was instantly swept away by the huge power of heaven and earth, and even the man was turned into dust, when even the Emperor himself could not pay attention, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But immediately, under the trembling of the boundless Qi, an afterimage instantly broke through the terrifying shattering, leaped high, and rushed from the sky to the Emperor of Heaven. He was like the sharpest and swiftest wind in the world. Moaned.

"When you live, you die, and when you die, you live."

"If you can do it, you can't do it, if you can't do it, you can do it."

"what?!"

"You are……"

"Although he is an enemy, since he is the Lord of Heaven and Earth."

"Then, of course, someone should give his name."

"The Godly Thief is behind Luo Yu."

"Here, based on the Dao, deprive you of your destiny!"

The young man stretched out his hand and closed his slender fingers.

So there is only the last sentence left in the world.

"I steal the secret!"

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