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Chapter 430 Murong kills the white tiger with one sword (asking for monthly votes)

Two against two?
Yuwen Lie looked at Jiang Xuantao's body, holding the spear in his hand, and the image of a white tiger emerged, which was almost real and exuded a strong and murderous atmosphere of war. In another place, He Ruo was holding a horse lance with a serious look in his eyes.

Li Guanyi rides on a Qilin.

The Qilin revealed its true form, took slow steps, its fangs slightly bared, and pale blue flames flowed. Even before it reached adulthood, it possessed the ultimate eight-fold majesty of a Fire Qilin. The interweaving of water and fire almost presented the power of thunder.

General Xue was looking at the cracks in the mechanical armor. If he was still a flesh and blood body at this moment, his face would definitely be full of pain.

He really wanted to curse.

The quality of this thing is too poor.

The quality of the mechanical body that has been built since Li Guanyi woke up is still not enough.

In other words, even if the Mohist School exhausted all its strength and spent more than ten years to forge the mechanism, it would be impossible for it to remain intact in such a battlefield and in the confrontation between the gods.

An elite army of more than 100,000 soldiers and a competition among top generals.

Three hundred years of chaos until today.

The top ten people in this era would have been qualified to compete for the best in the world in the peaceful era hundreds of years ago.

General Xue did not want to nitpick, but the strength and toughness provided by Zhang Ziyong's arms were quite good, but his explosive power and offense and defense were almost all at a certain level.

Almost all of it is internal energy cultivated just to stay alive.

Don’t say anything else.

In the last stage of Chen Baxian's life, the power of Qiongqi could reach its upper limit.

It is to surpass Zhang Ziyong.

"It's simply shameful. What kind of martial arts legend is this? He's just a poor man who wants to live and be immortal, and has reached the point of madness and paranoia."

It was just at this moment that General Xue suddenly felt a special force flowing in and falling into his body. It weaved and constructed in the area where the cracks appeared, and turned into a series of mysterious and extraordinary formation patterns.

Finally, the patterns of the array fit together, and suddenly a stream of light appeared. The light was bright and then dimmed. However, the crack that was originally spreading and almost bursting apart completely was completely stabilized in the process.

The crack stopped spreading further.

This is? ! !

General Xue was surprised and looked sideways, seeing the silver-haired man moving in the battle formation. The latter just nodded, then disappeared in an instant and continued to do what he had planned.

The leader of the formation successfully used the formation to temporarily seal the rift.

General Xue briefly regained his combat capability.

An impatient voice sounded in General Xue's ears: "One stick of incense, within one stick of incense, this mechanism will not break. But after one stick of incense, it will be completely broken into dregs. You can do whatever you want."

General Xue was surprised, clenched his fist, retracted his evaluation that martial arts legends were all extreme, and laughed:

"Hahaha, Brother Zhaitian, you are really capable."

At this moment, the battlefield was in turmoil. The Ying army and the Qilin army moved towards the rear tacitly and did not gather around these four generals. They knew very well that the core of the next battlefield did not belong to them.

The battle between top warriors is just to gather the momentum of the army and bless one person's body to enhance the strength of the individual warrior. This is completely different from Yuan Zhi, Fan Qing and others who coordinate the army and complete the overall formation or tactics.

One is to focus on myself, the other is to gather the general trend.

Yuwen Lie held a spear in his hand, his divine horse moved slowly, and his breath was as strong as a dragon's.

He Ruoqinhu's eyes were wide open, holding the lance.

These two famous generals of Ying State felt a trace of resentment in their hearts because of Jiang Xuantao's death, but in this resentment, Yuwen Lie felt that Jiang Xuantao was simply a waste who could not even block three moves and died peacefully.

He Ruo's decision to capture the tiger was more about his unwillingness to give up.

Judging from the power of a battle-hardened veteran, the fundamental strategic goal of this war, which was to force the Sword Maniac to draw his sword and kill him, had failed.

In addition, Jiang Xuantao's life was also lost, which was already a losing deal; and in Jiang Xuantao's death, the Ying army suffered heavy casualties and failed to complete its strategy, which could be considered a defeat.

Continuing to fight will not help.

And now, he and Yuwen Lie, as generals of this defeated army, were trapped by the enemy's commander and generals, and had to fight a life-and-death battle.

It's even more messy.

If we abandon this local battlefield and look at it from the perspective of the overall situation and strategy, this fight will not benefit Ying State at all.

There are only growing losses.

Even more, if either he or Yuwen Lie met with an accident, the strength of Ying State would suffer a huge blow, and it would be unable to breathe for at least ten years, or even twenty years. At that time, if His Majesty passed away, there would be chaos in the Eastern Palace.

The Great Ying Kingdom no longer has any hope in the world!
He could only linger on, waiting for a wise ruler to appear in the future, or waiting for his opponent to make a mistake. However, the Qin Wuhou in front of him was at the peak of his vigor and vitality. If he wanted to make a mistake, he would have to wait at least another sixty years, by which time he would be old and his heroic spirit would have faded.

However, even among the elderly, there are some heroes who remain unchanged until death.

For example, the Wolf King.

He Ruoqinhu realized almost instantly that this battle could not continue.

The Jianghu is just a projection of the world situation.

But isn’t this battlefield an extension of the temple?
Many famous generals, dignitaries, counselors and heroes are just pawns in this turbulent world. He Ruoqinhu can see that they are already at a disadvantage in the overall situation and cannot fight.

Even retreat is better than a fight to the death...

But when he looked at Yuwen Lie, his heart skipped a beat.

This guy's eyes were still sharp and he still had the will to fight. He Ruoqinhu didn't see any intention of retreat in his eyes. He didn't believe that Yuwen Lie's record and experience would allow him to not see the current situation of the Ying army and them.

Yuwen Lie saw it, and saw it very clearly.

It's just that he doesn't care.

In other words, in Yuwen Lie's heart, the so-called pride of a general is above everything else. He must not retreat, never turn back, and never surrender.

Even if the arrogance in this general's heart is compared with the world and his country, he will not change his mind.

Before He Ruo could say anything, Yuwen Lie's divine horse had already moved, and the carnivorous beast roared and snarled, and rushed towards Li Guanyi, using the heavy spear in his hand in a domineering way, saying, "Two against two, then two against two!"

He Ruoqinhu, a veteran who had been in the world for who knows how many years, almost burst out cursing: "Fuck you!"

"Yuwen Lie!!!"

"Stupid man, stupid man!!!"

"Yuwen Lie, you have wasted all your martial arts and strategies, but your state of mind is still that of a teenager. You only have the heart of a general, but you don't have the vision of a commander at all?!"

Yuwen Lie swung the spear in his hand, and the power of the Nine Heavens collided with Li Guanyi's halberd. The burst of energy spread almost like a storm. The divine horse looked like a white horse with a black head. It would fly up when it saw people. It had patterned arms and an ox tail. It was also an ancient mythical beast.

Fight with Qilin.

Yuwen Lie replied in a cold voice: "As a general, you should win. If you can't win, you should die on the battlefield. If you can defeat Li Guanyi in this battle, it may not be considered a victory for us."

“No matter how difficult it is, you have to try before you think about other things.”

"How can I escape without a fight like you did?!"

He Ruo was almost furious when he captured the tiger.

In his eyes, it was a meaningless and unnecessary battle.

In Yuwen Lie's eyes, it was the dignity of a general and a battle that might not be impossible to turn the situation around.

Yuwen Lie swept his spear horizontally, and Li Guanyi chopped vertically with his halberd. They used all their strength in every move. Yuwen Lie, who was in the ninth heaven, was unable to quickly defeat Li Guanyi, who was in the eighth heaven, in this area of ​​Jiangnan.

General Xue did not hesitate, he drew his bow and pointed the arrow at Yuwen Lie.

The best archer in the world for 800 years.

Seeing this, He Ruoqinhu had to steer his mount forward, holding the lance in both hands, and stabbed towards General Xue. General Xue turned around and shot an arrow directly at He Ruoqinhu without any delay.

It was as if this arrow was prepared for He Ruo to capture the tiger.

He Ruo swung the lance in his hand to catch the tiger.

Deflect the arrows shot by General Xue.

The two men fought against each other again, and it was a fierce battle. The armies under their command, whether it was the Ying State Army that was on an expedition to the south of the Yangtze River, or the Qilin Army, were all among the best and most powerful soldiers of the time, and those who fought against each other were all top ten generals of the contemporary era.

The military spirits roared, smoke and dust rose up, and the battle spread to the area outside the capitals of the eighteen states in the south of the Yangtze River, and the murderous aura was so strong that it could be heard for dozens of miles. The sound of swords and knives could be heard nearly a hundred miles away. Those wandering knights came here to watch, relying on their martial arts skills.

Those who planned to go and see the general situation of the world, saw this situation, all turned pale, and their legs trembled. No matter how brave the wandering knight was, seeing more than a hundred thousand troops rushing into each other, swords whistling, and generals attacking each other, they would feel their own insignificance.

A person's bravery, if thrown here, would be drowned in an instant.

Accompanied by a low tiger roar.

Three white tiger images rose up, controlling the army's formation. In an instant, it became as big as a mountain. With the soldiers in the army as claws and teeth and the generals in the army as eyes and ears, they collided and fought with each other.

The White Tiger soldier soul was fighting each other, and in the core area, several gods were fighting back and forth.

The weapons were shaking, and the evil spirit was like waves.

Above the earth, smoke and dust were billowing, and armies were moving in formation.

The roar of a hundred thousand people was enough to frighten anyone to the point of fainting.

The configuration of this war, although the territory involved is not very large, and the troops deployed are not invincible in the world, it can only be the normal level of border confrontation between major powers. However, the level of god-level generals who set foot on this battlefield can be regarded as a contemporary war.

Li Guanyi and Yuwen Lie fought back and forth with spears and halberds in a fierce fight.

He Ruo is upright and solemn when capturing the tiger, while General Xue is free and unrestrained.

The fight between the two men in front was fairly even, but General Xue avoided a head-on confrontation with He Ruoqinhu. He Ruoqinhu saw through the general situation and knew that the longer he stayed here, the more disadvantageous it would be for his country. Seeing that He Ruoqinhu had the intention of avoiding the fight, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

Suddenly he shouted loudly, his eyes turned red, and his moves became more vigorous, only attacking and not defending.

Such a person who was once one of the top five generals risked everything to fight. Even General Xue could not ignore him completely and had to force himself to fight with He Ruqinhu. After only a few confrontations, the crisp shattering sound became more and more harsh.

Suddenly there was a click.

This did not have any effect on Master Xue's own mechanical body.

However, the weapon in his hand could not withstand He Ruoqinhu's reckless attack and broke in the middle.

Xue Shenjiang had no choice but to hold half of the spear in each hand, using them as two short weapons, swinging them like a flywheel, and attacking He Ruo's horse spear, shouting: "Li Guanyi, give me a weapon!!!"

"Why is your place so poor!? I never had this kind of situation back then!"

"How come there are still cases where weapons break during a war?"

Li Guanyi and Yuwen Lie attacked each other, Yuwen Lie stabbed with his spear, and the white tiger roared.

Li Guanyi dodged and a scar appeared on his cheek, but he didn't care. He moved his wrist and swung the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd in a circle to smash over. Yuwen Lie had to dodge, but Li Guanyi let go.

Accompanied by an earth-shaking tiger roar.

The Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd circled and turned into a halo, tearing towards He Ruoqinhu's back. The ground was torn into hideous cracks by the bursting energy. He Ruoqinhu avoided this sudden and fatal move.

General Xue raised his hand and grasped the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd that was spinning back at high speed. This unruly divine weapon that could even choose its master was now in General Xue's hands, but it was extremely obedient and gentle.

General Xue held the divine weapon, the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd, and seemed to be smiling slightly.

"Old man, we meet again."

"I never thought that five hundred years later, I would have the chance to fight alongside you. Haha, what a pleasure!" He Ruoqinhu's mind changed drastically and he felt that the threat level of the mechanical general in front of him was rising sharply. The next moment, he seemed to hear two tiger roars in his ears.

The Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd spun and pierced through at a speed faster than before. The characteristics of this magic weapon were simple and unpretentious, except that it was heavy and would never be damaged. Only these two characteristics could allow General Xue to fully display his attainments in weapons.

He Ruoqinhu tried to block with the lance in his hand, but watched helplessly as the halberd spun and punched through it. The two weapons collided, and a large amount of energy and light burst out. Suddenly, they stopped, and the halberd turned, with the moon blade pointing at He Ruoqinhu's hand.

Pull it back suddenly.

The god was wounded, but became even angrier.

Regardless of his injuries, he wielded his weapon and smashed it down at General Xue.

The fight between He Ruoqinhu and General Xue became more intense in an instant.

Li Guanyi threw the magic weapon to General Xue. The Qilin roared and spewed out a pale blue flame, temporarily forcing Yuwen Lie to retreat. The Jiuli magic weapon changed into gold and iron, and the defense ability of the armor was weakened to a certain extent, but it changed into a war spear, which was held in Li Guanyi's hand.

At the same time, his left hand had already grasped the Dragon Sword.

Yuwen Lie held the spear, his eyes narrowed slightly, as narrow as a knife: "What a good method... I still remember that when you were in Chen State, you were still very young. What a pity, what a pity..."

"I should have killed you that day, despite the Crown Prince's objections."

"Save all this trouble!"

Li Guanyi held a long sword in his left hand and a halberd in his right hand, and replied, "What a pity."

"The situation was overwhelming at that time, and you were arrogant. Do it ten more times."

"You can't kill me either."

Yuwen Lie smiled faintly, and suddenly made a move. The White Tiger roared, and Li Guanyi swung the halberd in his hand. The two fought in a group. Yuwen Lie gradually became familiar with Li Guanyi's fighting style. Suddenly, he found a gap and stabbed out with a spear, about to pierce Li Guanyi's heart.

However, he was blocked by the Jiuli divine weapons, the halberd made of gold and iron and the dragon sword.

Exploding layer upon layer of energy.

Yuwen Lie was fighting fiercely, and saw that Li Guanyi was only concerned with defense. The latter's strength at the peak of the eighth level was still weaker than his ninth level. Yuwen Lie's eyes were calm and domineering. He seized this opportunity and continued to attack.

One move, two moves, three moves.

Ten moves.

Hundred moves!

Every move was full of exhilaration, and every move was made without any distractions, just to defeat the opponent. The two white tiger statues, wrapped in the murderous aura of the military formation, fought above the sky. Every move was enough to disperse the sea of ​​clouds and make the surrounding mountains and forests tremble.

Above the sky, the White Tiger constellation in the west shines brilliantly.

It has been more than eight hundred years since the last battle of the Overlord.

Over the past eight hundred years, apart from the overlord, the three most outstanding White Tiger clans have all been here.

The halberd in Li Guanyi's hand was shaking violently and wailing.

The Jiuli Divine Weapon of gold and iron was, after all, still only a [prototype of a divine weapon] and had not been completely cast. Moreover, at this moment, this divine weapon had to serve as both armor and a halberd.

When the fight between Li Guanyi and Yuwen Lie became more and more heavy and domineering, Yuwen Lie used a fatal move and actually broke the halberd directly.

The blade of the halberd swirled down and turned into a stream of light that flew into the armor.

But it takes time to rebuild the halberd.

Yuwen Lie would not give him this time.

With just a raise of his hand, the war spear whistled, and the White Tiger Dharma Image wrapped in the murderous aura of the Ying army's formation, suddenly became larger, and then pounced towards Li Guanyi.

This decisive shot was enough to turn the tide of the battle.

But Li Guanyi's expression remained calm.

A strange feeling arose in Yuwen Lie's heart.

But he did not hesitate, and the momentum of the spear continued.

Just when the shot reached three feet in front of Li Guanyi.

Li Guan raised the wooden sword with dragon pattern in his hand and blocked Yuwen Lie's spear that gathered the power of the army with just one slash. Even if Yuwen Lie exerted his full strength, the spear could not break through the blockade of this sword.

The sound of a sword and a gunshot seemed to suppress all other sounds, spreading far away, and an eerie silence ensued.

A fierce battle.

This extremely arrogant and eccentric general finally discovered that something was wrong.

He slowly side-glanced and saw the evil energy flowing and changing in the battle formation. In the void, the white tiger image, which should have been as huge as a mountain and stretched for dozens of miles, was unable to move at this moment.

Chains that were rooted in the earth and mountains suddenly rose up out of thin air. They were invisible and intangible, but they were able to bind the White Tiger Dharmakaya tightly. Even Yuwen Lie could not control the momentum of this army.

The sound of arrogant and wanton laughter rang out: "Hahahaha, how about it, how about it! Such a large formation, how about it, how about it!"

"Use this formation to secure victory in this battle!"

This arrogant and domineering laughter.

It’s not the leader of the formation, the whale fisherman.

On the city wall of the Eighteen Prefectures of Jiangnan, Si Wei, the head of the academy's formation school and the Yin-Yang school, laughed wildly. This eccentric who once boasted that he would use the entire world as a formation has been in Jiangnan for two years.

It was only with the help of the formation leader, the Whale Fisherman, that he finally built a large formation outside the capital of the Eighteen States in the South of the Yangtze River, using the energy of mountains, rivers, and all things in the universe, as if he had let go of countless chains.

Yuwen Lie advanced deep into the enemy territory alone, and it was as if his military soul had taken the initiative to enter into these countless chains. Normally, when the formation was not deployed, there was no difference, but in the fierce battle just now, he was fully focused.

The leader of the formation personally opened the formation.

At this moment, the White Tiger Military Soul was tied up tightly and could not move at all.

Yuwen Lie lost the support of his military formation.

In the army, the whale fisherman had flying silver hair and stretched his hands with his fingers interlaced and pulled back, faintly mobilizing the formation - Si Wei's formation completed the foundation of using mountains and rivers as the formation, which was good.

But it is possible to activate this formation.

At the same time, all members of the 100,000-strong army joined the battle.

All over the world.

Only this one!
The whale fisherman's silver hair danced wildly as he laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, what a good formation, what a good formation, Murong Longtu, look at this formation, and look at the world you will leave behind, isn't it the same, so romantic and glorious!"

The green-shirted swordsman chuckled.

He seemed relieved and drank a glass of wine, saying:

"The leader of the formation."

"not bad."

Murong Longtu.

Until this moment, the arrogance remains.

As Li Guan grasped the sword, traces of the formation appeared on his body.

It was the great formation that the whale fisherman had blessed for him before. At this moment, the great formation slowly broke apart in Li Guanyi's body. The realm that would rapidly consume his vitality unfolded again, and the legendary realm of martial arts belonging to the Wolf King reappeared on this battlefield.

Li Guanyi held the sword horizontally in front of him.

His palm gently brushed across the wooden sword, and the sword body whistled.

Li Guanyi said softly: "Yuwen Lie, you want to see the sword of the sword maniac."

"Today, Li Guanyi."

"On behalf of my great-grandfather, I grant you a sword!"

Li Guanyi swept his long sword, and the sword intent on the wooden sword dragon pattern was sharp. With the spirit of martial arts legend and the momentum of the 100,000 Kirin Army, he fought a great battle with the power of Jiangnan, and then this sword came out.

Time seemed to slow down. Yuwen Lie's white tiger form roared in resistance, bursting out with extremely powerful might, stirring up vitality in all directions. His claws were sharp and his eyes were grim. Countless soldiers collapsed to the ground under the murderous aura of this moment.

Even at this time, Yuwen Lie never gave up his brave fighting spirit.

But no matter how hard the White Tiger Dharmakaya struggled, it was of no avail. The wooden sword pierced into the center of the White Tiger Dharmakaya's brow with a calm and gentle sword force, just like the spring breeze of the south of the Yangtze River.

The roar of the white tiger, the majesty of the white tiger, solidified.

Li Guanyi held the sword in his right hand, and with his left hand, he pressed the sword and said softly:

"This sword move was created by the sword maniac Murong Longtu. The first move is—"

"Spring breeze from the south of the Yangtze River."

Under the extreme concentration of the primordial spirit, even the gold and iron of the Nine Li divine weapons could not maintain their armor state and dispersed. The armor on Li Guanyi's body seemed to be shattered into pieces under the distant spring breeze of the south of the Yangtze River and turned into a long wind.

A man in a green robe was lying on the sword with his fingers on it.

A sudden flick.

The sword intent surged.

The tiger's roar reached the sky, but it was still filled with an extreme unwillingness and an extreme sigh. The White Tiger constellation in the west suddenly lit up, and then dimmed in an instant. As the strong wind subsided, the White Tiger Sect's Dharma image slowly shattered under the sword.

Yuwen Lie's face was as pale as gold paper and he clenched his teeth tightly.

But blood still spurted out.

His body was shaking, and he had to break the gun with his hands and thrust it into the ground to avoid falling.

However, the White Tiger Dharma Image of this mighty general, the true aura of the White Tiger Sect of this era, was chopped into pieces by Li Guanyi holding the wooden sword, and turned into scattered streams of light. At this moment, no one would doubt the authenticity of the White Tiger Sect anymore.

On the battlefield, a man in a green robe, Lielie, who was out of harmony with the solemn and murderous atmosphere of the battlefield, swayed slightly in the wind, with his black hair flying. He held a long sword in his hand, and his reflection in everyone's eyes was in the air.

Another year in the south of the Yangtze River, another year in the world, and another swordsman.

Another blue shirt.

The swordsman in green shirt holds a wooden sword with a picture of a dragon and kills the white tiger.

The sword maniac is gone.

The sword maniac is new.

Murong Longtu drank, tilted his head back slightly, and a mouthful of wine went down his throat, it was as hot as fire, his heart was not old, but his mind was already intoxicated, and he was satisfied.

The old man drank cup after cup and got drunk happily.

A flute and a sword have been my life's work, and I have been carrying the reputation of a madman for two hundred years.

The spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River has a force of three thousand feet.

I am the only one in the nine heavens.

The sword is long!
There was a moment of dead silence, but one person remained calm.

Li Guan concentrated his mind and energy.

A flick of the wrist.

The wooden sword dragon image has stabbed towards Yuwen Lie's heart!
(End of this chapter)