Daqin: The beginning of the collapse of the sky, sweeping across the Western Regions

Qin Tian watched the fierce battle quietly for a moment, his eyes slightly focused, as if he had a clear judgment of the situation before him.

His eyes penetrated the dust on the battlefield and saw Bai Yifei's gradually eroding patience, as well as Yu Huatian and Cao Zhengchun's skillful moves.

"Cao Zhengchun, Yu Huatian, stop teasing Bai Yifei."

Qin Tian's voice suddenly rang out on the battlefield, calm but with an unquestionable majesty.

"End the battle quickly."

When Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian heard Qin Tian's instructions, they both nodded to show their understanding.

They straightened their bodies at the same time, and their internal energy and martial arts merged instantly, bursting out with astonishing power.

The atmosphere in the field changed almost in an instant. The originally tense confrontation suddenly escalated, and the momentum of the two men rose rapidly, like the oppressive silence before the storm, which was suffocating.

A faint golden light radiated from all over Cao Zhengchun's body, and this light was like an indestructible shield that enveloped him.

He gently waved the whisk in his hand, bringing up a dazzling golden light, like a meteor across the sky.

At the same time, Yu Huatian also demonstrated his unique skills.

His figure was as elusive as a ghost.

The sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and every time he swung it, it carried a sharp sword energy, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart.

At this moment, the originally calm situation suddenly underwent an astonishing change.

Cao Zhengchun's robes moved without wind, and his inner strength surged like a wave, as if a ferocious beast was about to wake up.

At the same time, Yu Huatian's figure became even more agile, and his palm techniques were extremely fierce, with each strike seeming to have the power to collapse mountains and split rocks.

Bai Yifei was shocked by this sudden change, but he did not panic.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes were sharp, and a sharp sword intent emanated from his whole body.

However, despite his best efforts, he was still unable to withstand the fierce attack from the two.

The rhythm of the battle was completely controlled by Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian. Every move they made was no longer a simple confrontation, but a conscious and quick push to the end of the battle.

This tacit understanding made Bai Yifei feel very difficult, and he began to understand that this battle had exceeded his expectations.

As time went by, the aura of Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian became stronger and stronger, gradually rising like the depressing atmosphere before a storm.

Bai Yifei's expression became increasingly ugly, and a barely perceptible hint of surprise and solemnity flashed across his sharp eyes.

As an experienced fighter, Bai Yifei immediately realized that his previous opponents had not tried their best and that he had actually been being fooled by them.

A strong sense of unwillingness and anger surged in his heart, and he decided to use all his strength to break the deadlock.

This realization hit Bai Yifei's self-esteem, and his face gradually became gloomy.

His mind raced, and he began to calmly estimate his chances of breaking through and winning the overall battle.

Bai Yifei knew very well that the current situation was extremely unfavorable to him, but he did not panic.

He understood that facing these two powerful enemies, any impulsive or reckless behavior could have disastrous consequences.

So he focused all his energy on observing the two men's attacks and analyzing their attack patterns and techniques.

His gaze sometimes fell on Cao Zhengchun, feeling the inner strength as deep as the sea and extremely powerful; sometimes it shifted to Yu Huatian, carefully studying the palm wind that was as fast as lightning and extremely strong.

Every time they fight, Bai Yifei will think carefully and calculate the opponent's weaknesses and battle rhythm.

Despite being at a disadvantage, Bai Yifei never gave up hope.

He knew that as long as there was a glimmer of hope, it would be possible to change the situation of the battle.

So he began to adjust his breathing and gradually calmed down.

At the same time, he also tried to control his pace to make it more flexible and changeable so as to better cope with the upcoming battle.

"It seems like you guys were well prepared. I didn't expect that you would fool me for so long."

Bai Yifei said in a low voice, his eyes firm and steady.

The sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if waiting for a suitable opportunity to launch a counterattack.

"But this battle is far from over. It won't be known until the last moment!"

As time went on, Bai Yifei's actions became more and more cautious, and every step was carefully considered.

He made full use of his agility, skillfully avoided the enemy's attack, and then quickly fought back.

Although such a strategy could not immediately reverse the situation, it would allow him to stabilize his position step by step and look for possible breakthroughs.

Qin Tian and Yan Lingji were watching the battlefield from a distance. Although the situation seemed to be tilting in their favor, they both knew that against an opponent like Bai Yifei, they must not let their guard down until the last moment.

The battlefield was filled with a tense atmosphere. Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian faced each other with solemn expressions. Their bodies were trembling slightly, and their internal strength gathered to the peak like a surging tide.

Their eyes were full of determination and concentration, fixed on Bai Yifei opposite them.

Suddenly, an earth-shaking roar sounded, and Cao Zhengchun's internal force instantly turned into an extremely condensed energy, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky.

At the same time, Yu Huatian slapped out his palm without hesitation, and the palm wind whizzed past, forming a terrifying whirlwind.

The two attacks were as powerful as thunder, with the power to destroy the world, and swept towards Bai Yifei together.

The force was so great that it even caused the surrounding air to be distorted and deformed, forming a huge vortex.

Faced with this sudden attack, Bai Yifei widened his eyes and thought to himself that something was wrong.

He knew very well that he had no way out and could only deal with the crisis at hand with all his strength.

He took a deep breath, mobilized the internal strength in his body to the extreme, and burst out with the powerful aura of the Grand Master of Celestial Phenomena.

This momentum was like a mountain pressing down on people's heads, making it difficult for people around to breathe.

Bai Yifei's figure became tall and majestic, as if it had merged into one with the heaven and earth.

The sword in his hand seemed to sense the will of its master. The sword body vibrated violently, making a clear and pleasant sword chant.

At this critical moment of life and death, a hint of determination flashed in Bai Yifei's eyes.

He swung the sword in his hand, cutting through the void at lightning speed.

In an instant, the sword light flashed, forming a colorful and beautiful sword arc.

This sword arc was like falling stars or a rainbow piercing the sun. It met the attacks of Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian with unparalleled power.