Chapter 297 War Emperor * Mist
Countless knife warriors poured in and overturned into the original camp of the disciples of the war clan. A large number of masters were missing. The war clan stepped from advantage to disadvantage for a while. However, the cultivation of this group of war clan's disciples was obviously higher than that of the early war clan disciples. Therefore, although they retreated step by step Although they have great skills, although there are many disciples in the knife field this time, some of them are ordinary. In the competition, these people have the most hatred for the war clan and should rush to the front. However, due to their own skills, they have indirectly blocked the attack of those masters of the knife field.
On the contrary, many people have become the biggest umbrella for the disciples of the war clan at this moment. Although the scars on the body are increasing, they will die for a while.
As for the War Emperor's Palace, there is no son of the war clan or a disciple of the swordsman in a wide range. In terms of attack, the remaining god-level master in the knife field who commanded the battle also relaxed the attack of the war clan and did not push too much to avoid angering the war emperor as much as possible. After all, No matter how much it is, it doesn't matter. The difference is like an elephant and a pile of ants.
In the War Emperor's Palace, only the War Emperor and the Heart of War, the war clan disciples on all sides, began to deliberately or unintentionally move closer to the direction of the War Emperor Palace, fighting for injuries, and also moved in this direction. Gradually, the remaining children of the War clan began to form a circle of encirclement,
In this process, the Emperor of War has always maintained a strange calmness, with a breeze-like smile on his mouth. The heart of war stood on one side and did not say anything. In the face of the predicament of the war clan, neither of them had the slightest intention to help. This situation was also indirectly interpreted by the real power figures of the It is a response.
On the thick ice floor of the War Emperor's Palace, the wind and clouds are as magnificent as a mountain, sitting still, and the burning light burst out of the body one by one. The light bursts through the crystal clear War Emperor's Palace in all directions. The bright beam of light shoots tens of thousands of feet away, penetrating the thick clouds
In the dark world, the whole War Emperor's Palace seemed to turn into a three-legged golden black that fell into the world, releasing endless light and heat. With the cold War Emperor's Palace, under the background of that light, it also became auspicious, with some illusory and unreal feelings.
In the deepest part of the light, a beautiful sword blooms in the void and slowly blooms. At the beginning, you can still see the shape of the sword, all of which are exposed and sharp, but in the blink of an eye, the sword lotus rotates. In the light, you can only see a snow lotus, not the sword spirit...
li!
After the dark clouds, there was a sharp cry. In the cry, the Emperor of War raised his head beside the light source. As far as his vision could reach, in the dark light, where the bright beam touched the clouds, a snow-white war eagle stretched its iron wings extremely, slowly hovering in the air for a few weeks, and then double The wings shrank, passed through the bright beam of light, and swooped down from the air...
The Emperor of War's face changed, his sleeve robe was spread out, and his right hand was stretched out. The keyed war eagle slowly fell on the palm of the war emperor's hand, his head was slightly off, and the eyes of the war emperor were facing the war eagle's pair of falcon...
On the dark star-like eyes of the Emperor of War, another portrait appeared thousands of miles away: a man in white robe galloped on the land, crossed the mountains and approached the field of knives. The man's face was scorched, but there was a handle hanging on his waist. Three-foot sword:
Under the whole world, most sword practitioners, their smart people, are out of the sword field!
In the auspicious lotus, Fengyun Wuji's face was solemn, and his face appeared from time to time. On the other side, the Emperor of War also had a solemn face and his eyes were sharp. Through the beam of heavy rotation, his eyes fell on Fengyun Wuji's face and said in a low voice, "If you want to challenge
After saying that, as soon as he signaled, the heart of war suddenly took a big step forward. With his right hand stretched out, the white sword had naturally jumped to the palm of his hand, and the heart of war shouted: "Take the move!"
The right-hand sword rotated, and a mass of violent light burst out of the sword, and then there was a bang, and a white mask knife spirit of thousands of feet burst out of the heart of war knife and went straight into the sky.
Drink!
While taking that step, the heart of war made a great move at the same time. The fighting spirit was infinite, and the magnificent knife was hit heavily from the cloud sky. The terrible knife cut the layers of beams and hit the bright lotus lotus!
Sneer~
At the same time as the huge lotus in the knife, under the breath of the knife, the void suddenly became distorted, with a slight trembling, the snow lotus shivered, and then withdrew thousands of feet.
Zhanxin's face changed slightly, his left hand was like lightning, his hands held the handle of the knife at the same time, and pressed down. The huge knife suddenly accelerated and split into the snow lotus in the escape...
Sneak~
When the thick knife gas splits the rapidly rotating snow lotus again, the huge knife shape made of pure knife light suddenly trembled. In a short moment, it vibrates thousands of times. When each lotus shakes, the knife light trembles once, and every time it trembles, it leaves a virtual shadow!
For each more virtual shadow, the knife light is dimmed by a point. When countless virtual shadows converge together, the whole knife spirit of the whole sky becomes confused, and the heart of war is a fore, ready
Suddenly, my hands were empty, and an uncomfortable feeling surged into my heart. The masked knife that stretched for thousands of feet turned into countless shadows overlapping together, and the shadow quickly faded, but at the moment when the shadow disappeared, the original magnificent knife also turned into void...
Holding a white sword in his hand, the heart of war has a ridiculous feeling. This knife, at the previous moment, also contained the power to split mountains and crack the ground, but now, it is no different from an ordinary knife, not handed out or taken back. The heart of war hasn't even found out what's going on, and this knife has been silently resolved.
"What's going on?" A clear voice came from afar. In the light of thousands of feet, under the wind and clouds, a pair of bright star-like eyes slowly opened, sinking in the second layer of the infinite small heaven and earth, he suddenly felt the vibration of the sea of his heart, and then woke up.
Even with the power of the heart of war, when he saw Fengyun Wuji's reaction, he couldn't help but pass a touch of embarrassed red on his face. With a knife, he was obviously forced to disperse by Fengyun Wuji's body protection.
"That's all..." Zhan Xin's face turned red, and he suddenly stretched out his white right hand, grabbed Feng Yun Wuji from afar, and then said coldly, "When I circle you into the field, see how you still struggle!"
With the palm of the war, Fengyun Wuji immediately realized that it was not good. For the field, Fengyun Wuji's knowledge is still very limited. If he enters the other party's field, it will obviously be subject to some restrictions, or increase some advantages of the other party. As far as the wise man is concerned, he will never allow himself
As soon as the body was pounded, the wind and clouds were like electricity. Unexpectedly, it was dark in front of me, and a dome-shaped shadow stretched rapidly in the sky. The clouds surged around, and the dark clouds quickly gathered from all sides...
Boom!
A thunderbolt exploded in the sky, and the electricity was scattered everywhere, turning into a channel of electric currents in all directions...
"Welcome to my field, sword, God..." An indifferent voice came from behind. Feng Yun Wuji turned around, but after seeing the undulating and blurred mountains, a man in white held his left hand on the scabbard. His face was cold, far away, slowly coming. His tone was calm and soothing, but between his eyebrows, it seemed that There is a thick chill that turns into an open chill...
Thunderbolt! !
Another silver snake crossed overhead, and the dark clouds suddenly passed through, and then dimmed. Fengyun Wuji looked around, and the sky and the earth gradually became clear. From under the clouds, dense snowflakes fell from under the clouds, the cold wind rushed to the face, and Fengyun Wuji couldn't help but be excited...
The world has changed...
In the War Emperor's Palace, Fengyun Wuji and the heart of war disappeared almost at the same time. The War Emperor sat in the War Emperor's Palace, showing a sense of meditation in his eyes. His right hand gradually reached out to the tea pot on the ice table in front of him. Then he seemed to feel something. Suddenly, he woke up and The beautiful and white lotus flower in the middle showed a complex look in his eyes...
The war disciples around were becoming more and more difficult to support, but the war emperor seemed to be missing. Slowly, he closed his eyes calmly and cruelly, without any warning that he was going to take action. With the passage of time, some war disciples finally began to be seriously injured...
Boom!
Several knives bombarded on a blood-soaked son of the war clan. The son of the war clan screamed, like a broken kite, thrown it out heavily and smashed heavily into the mud not far in front of the Emperor of War...
The Emperor of War's face was calm, his eyes were still calm, and there was no trace of action. In the distance, the god-level master of Daoyu, who had been watching the movement of the Emperor of War, finally exhaled a long breath... Unlike others, they... have a considerable understanding of the name of the War Emperor... This is a
Although, the legend is only revealed, one of them...
Boom!!
At the beginning, one after another, the disciples of the war began to be split, and the blood was sprinkled. One by one, the children of the war, who had been rapidly depleted, flew to the War Emperor from the encirclement. In this process, the war disciples who turned their backs to the War Emperor, and no one ever turned back A glimpse of...
Battle!
A war disciple shouted and suddenly cut out a knife, and his body was almost cut by several sharp knives at the same time...
Battle!
Another son of the war clan shouted, and the children of the war clan shouted one after another, and a wave of wild fighting spirit rose from these children of war...
Boom!!!
In a short period of time, the children of the war clan were like divine help, and the sword was greatly opened, but for a moment, they forced the disciples around the sword field to retreat, but after the sharpness was exhausted...
Boom!!!
Countless children of the war clan screamed, like a broken kite, thrown to the ground, the blood overflowed, and the mud and sand under the body were stained red...
A long sigh, the emperor of war, who had been sitting cross-paired, opened his eyes and slowly stood up...