The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

boom!

With a loud bang, the sharp sword mercilessly pierced through the hard armor. The scarlet blood slowly flowed down the cold blade, dripping onto the ground, splashing blood flowers.

"Haha! Old man Xia, if you had surrendered earlier, you might have lived a few more years. What a pity! Today, you are doomed to die!"

Yuwen Tuohai had a ferocious look on his face and spoke in a sinister tone.

"Humph! Killing me won't be that easy!" Xia Hou's eyes widened with anger as he roared loudly:

"Thunder Gun—Thunder Tiger Descends!"

In an instant, a powerful aura emanated from Xiahou, and his entire body was enveloped by rolling thunder. The spear in his hand flashed with dazzling light, and the sharp spear intent completely erupted at this moment.

Seeing that Xiahou was ready to fight to the death, Yuwen Tuohai did not dare to be negligent at all. He quickly retracted his long sword and quickly distanced himself from him.

"Hahaha, old man, let's see how long you can hold on."

Yuwen Tuohai sneered, swung his sword again, and used his special skills:

"Long Wind Sword Technique—The sword breaks the sky!"

Yuwen Tuohai's long sword, with its fierce momentum, swept towards him like a hurricane. Xiahou used all his might to counter it with the Thunder Spear.

Faced with Xiahou's desperate fighting style, he did not choose to confront him head-on, but flexibly dodged Xiahou's attacks and waited for the opportunity.

As long as he could hold on until Xiahou's spiritual power was exhausted, he could easily win the battle.

Xiahou Ze completely disregarded his own safety. At this moment, he only wanted to repel Yuwen Tuohai and buy more time for his side.

He kept swinging the long sword in his hand, and each blow brought with it a sharp gust of wind, as if to split Yuwen Tuohai in half.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent and determination, as if he had already disregarded life and death.

The fight between the two became more and more intense, with both sides fighting back and forth, neither giving in.

Although this style of fighting suppressed Yuwen Takuhai for a short time, Xiahou was not feeling well either. Yuwen Takuhai's attacks hit his body from time to time, causing him to feel severe pain.

But he still gritted his teeth and persisted, refusing to give up.

"Old Marquis Xia, why are you doing this? You know that after this battle, even if I don't kill you, your already aged body won't survive for many more days."

Seeing Xiahou doing this and that, Yuwen Tuohai was very impressed and said.

"Thirty-six cities have fallen. If Xuanwu City is also breached, I will have no face to face the trust of the king and the people." Xiahou said painfully.

As time passed, Xiahou's offensive began to slow down, and the aura around him was not as fierce as before.

However, Yu Wen Tuohai still had a lot of spiritual power left at this time, and his body had only suffered some minor injuries.

"Good opportunity!" Yuwen Tuohai exclaimed secretly.

Xiahou swung his long sword towards Yuwen Tuohai, but Yuwen Tuohai dodged it sideways.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yuwen Tuohai stabbed Xiahou's chest again with the long knife in his hand.

This time the blade pierced his left chest and blood gushed out immediately.

"what!"

Xiahou, whose heart was damaged, widened his eyes and looked at the blade stuck in his left chest, a look of unwillingness on his face.

"After all, we still failed to defend Xuanwu City!"

"This is the ending that has been clear for a long time, but you just don't want to believe it." Yuwen Tuohai said calmly.

"Yuwen Takuhai! Stop it!"

At this moment, a majestic voice resounded throughout the battlefield.

"You... are finally here. This makes me... feel relieved."

After Xiahou said this with difficulty, he closed his eyes and slowly fell to the ground.

Yuwen Tuohai looked at the dead Xiahou indifferently and threw him towards the people who attacked him.

"Humph! Su Moshen, you came really quickly. Those barbarians are really useless. They only stopped you for such a short time. But you are still a little late."

Yuwen Tuohai snorted coldly and said to the person who came.

Su Moshen, who quickly caught Xia Hou's body in mid-air, said in a cold tone:

"Yuwen Takumi! You deserve to die!"

Su Moshen handed the dead Xiahou in his arms to the person behind him, and rushed towards the other person in anger.

"Hmph! I'm not afraid of you!" Yuwen Tuohai also snorted coldly and rushed towards Su Moshen.

While the two were fighting, the soldiers from Xuanwu City also learned the news of Xiahou's death. In an instant, everyone was furious.

"Kill them all and avenge General Xia!"

"Hold it, you must hold it. We can't let General Xia's sacrifice be in vain."

The soldiers of Xuanwu City gnashed their teeth, their hearts filled with anger and hatred.

Of course, it was the arrival of Su Moshen and others that gave these people hope of survival. Otherwise, they would not be able to stop Yuwen Tuohai alone.

"Aren't you afraid of bearing the wrath of our dynasty by doing this, Wushuang Dynasty?" Su Mo said in a deep voice in the air.

"Your anger? Hahaha, does that old guy in the King Realm dare to come out? Does he dare to take action? Unless he wants to die quickly!"

Hearing Su Moshen's words, Yuwen Tuohai couldn't help but laugh.

It was because they knew that the life span of the Linyue Dynasty's ancestor Wang Jing was coming to an end that the barbarians and the Wushuang Dynasty dared to launch a large-scale attack.

Although we dare not go too far, as long as we do not damage the foundation of the dynasty and consume the strength of the Linyue Dynasty, it is still possible.

The old ancestor who is nearing the end of his life will not take action because of this matter, and will only choose to take action when the country is about to be destroyed.

When Su Moshen heard this, a look of pain and sadness appeared on his face.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes becoming extremely determined.

He shouted loudly, and swung the sword in his hand like a dragon. The sword intent was like a rainbow, and the momentum was magnificent.

"Late-stage Blood Wind Sword Intent! I can't believe you've made such a huge breakthrough in strength after not seeing you for over ten years!"

Yuwen Tuohai felt the bloody sword aura emanating from Su Moshen and was shocked.

He quickly raised the long sword in his hand, trying to block Su Moshen's attack.

"Yuwen Tuohai, today is the day you die!"

Su Moshen shouted angrily, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger and hatred.

As he finished speaking, his sword became more and more ferocious, as if he wanted to cut Yuwen Tuohai into pieces.

Yuwen Tuohai secretly groaned in his heart. He didn't expect that Su Moshen had made such great progress over the years.

Originally, the difference in strength between the two of them was not much, but Yuwen Tuohai, who had just experienced a great battle, was no match for Su Moshen, who was at his peak in any aspect.

"Blood Cross Slash!"

The blood sword in Su Moshen's hand drew a cross-shaped sword energy in the air.

The sword energy was as bright as blood, dazzling and fierce, and it shot towards Yuwen Tuohai with a fierce momentum.

Facing this terrifying attack, Yuwen Tuohai did not dare to be negligent. He shouted solemnly:

"Guardian of the Wind!"

As he finished speaking, a powerful wind-attribute force burst out from his body.

This force quickly gathered together to form a green shield, tightly protecting Yu Wen Tuohai.

But he was still knocked back hundreds of meters by this move, falling heavily to the ground. His face was as pale as paper, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.