Reaper's Wings

To the west of the first trench line of Tianyuan City, this is the main attack position of the West Qin people, and it is also the place where the fighting is most intense. (..) In the middle of the ruined city wall and the trench line, there are melee soldiers everywhere, and there is only one person standing there in the most middle position.

Standing there, he is a mighty army!

This person is Bi Fang, the sage of martial arts.

After Zhao Gang came, there was another benefit for the South Koreans, that is, Bi Fang no longer had to think about the mobilization of the battle situation, he could devote himself to the battlefield wholeheartedly, and he alone was worth ten thousand troops.

And the corpses under his feet had piled up a hill, and Bi Fang stood on top of the hill made up of corpses, looking like a demon king harvesting the lives of the world.

Moreover, there are mountains of corpses and rivers of blood flowing under his feet, but his body is exceptionally clean, without a trace of blood staining it. This combination of contradictions makes people feel extremely strange and frightening.

At this time, the sun was setting and the fiery red afterglow was slanting down, which added a bit of tragic domineering to Bi Fang. This kind of picture is shocking, and for the South Korean defenders with more than 3 people, this domineering The figure is the last banner, the last line of defense, and the last hope.

The sergeants of Xiqin plus the people who will support them one after another are now less than [-]. This is a war with no retreat, but now the difference is that the balance of victory is tilting towards the South Koreans, because their support troops are about to arrive.

"How long will it take for South Korea's support to arrive!"

"Less than half a day!"

The two people who answered this question were officially the highest commanders on the Western Qin and Northwest battlefields, Army Commander Di Long and Military Advisor Zhao Kuo, but these two people did not stand in the middle of the entire command platform, because there was a Blind old man.

Officially arrived a day ago in the national division.

"This Bi Fang doesn't look like someone who has just been promoted to Martial Saint. After such a long battle, his aura is not disturbed at all. He is even stronger than this old man!"

This was the first complete sentence spoken by Master In since he arrived, and what he said made Di Long and Zhao Kuo feel chills, what did Master In mean by this sentence.

As if he could see into the hearts of the two of them, Master In immediately answered the questions in their hearts.

"Hmph, since I've arrived at the battlefield, my old friend from South Korea must have arrived too. If I make a move, he will surely make a move, and Bi Fang still has no one to deal with. Even if I made a move yesterday, it's useless, so I've been fighting all day. Waiting for someone."

The words of National Teacher In caused a bit of embarrassment in the hearts of the two of them. They originally thought that National Teacher In was relying on the lives of ordinary soldiers to consume Bi Fang's physical strength.

In fact, their thinking is right. The National Division In does have the idea of ​​using ordinary soldiers to consume Bi Fang's physical strength. In his opinion, this newly promoted martial artist will be dragged down by the endless army sooner or later, but he did not expect that Bi Fang would So strong.

So in the end he had no choice but to invite another person, someone he didn't want to invite.

"May I ask who the national teacher is waiting for?"

Army Commander Di Long asked aloud, the person who can deal with Bi Fang, the person who can make the national teacher and so on must be a martial sage. In Di Long's memory, there seems to be no martial sage whose country can appear here at this time .

Hearing Di Long's question, National Teacher In said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "He's already here!"

"what!"

Ti Lung and Zhao Kuo exclaimed at the same time, they didn't find anyone. At this moment, a smell of alcohol filled the podium, and then a drunken voice sounded.

"In, after I make this shot, we'll be settled."

At this time, Di Long and Zhao Kuo realized that there was an extra person by the side of the Imperial Master in at some point. This person was drinking from the jug, and he was looking at the battlefield without looking at them.

The national teacher in sighed in his heart when he heard what the visitor said. Sure enough, he knew that after the favor was repaid, he would never have any contact with this alcoholic again. That's why he was not very willing to let him come.

But at this time he has no other candidates.

"Okay, drunkard, I'll leave that person to you!"

Although there was no explanation, everyone knew that that person was Bi Fang.

A man called an alcoholic, with an ordinary face, would quickly disappear into the crowd if he was still on the street, and he would give off a sloppy and decadent look. No one wanted to approach such an alcoholic.But if someone who knows him sees that this person is slightly drunk now, but with such a calm and invincible appearance, he will definitely not believe his eyes.

"This man is very strong!" The alcoholic's drunken eyes narrowed and said, "I can only help you hold him back, and you can only rely on yourself for the rest."

In Guoshi heard the words and turned his head to look at him. Although his eyes are blind, he gives people a feeling of looking straight into the soul. The alcoholic has been sanctified for many years. At this time, it is he who is so afraid of those who have just advanced to the martial arts. Unexpectedly, if this is the case, his plan will be ruined.

However, Master In just looked at the alcoholic for a while, and then said a word.

"it is good!"

He said this word extremely solemnly, he had no choice but to say it.

……

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When the drunkard and the national teacher in were watching Bi Fang, why wasn't Bi Fang watching them, his plain appearance was so firm, without any expression.

"Here we come!" Bi Fang suddenly said these two words, and then disappeared on the mountain of corpses.

The Great Wuzong still only relies on their own strength, and the application of vitality can jump up to a height of more than [-] meters. Every action they make is an earthquake, but the Wusheng is different. The Wusheng has gradually begun to control the world. With the essence of vitality, they can lift off soundlessly and then stay there.

The disappearing Bi Fang appeared above the high sky of Tianyuan City, hanging in the midair like this, with his long head full of wind and no wind, coupled with his burly and majestic body, and the hill of corpses below, blood erupted. The river makes people think that they saw the demon king descending into the world.

At this moment, a person in front of him flew over in the air, with a flagon pinned to his waist.

The two just looked at each other without saying a word, but there seemed to be a flash of lightning between their eyes, and an invisible wave of air was stirring between the two of them. This was an imposing confrontation.

The spirit of the martial saint is stirring and melodious.

Originally, Bi Fang ascended to the sky, and no one noticed in this stalemate battlefield, but as he confronted the drunkard's aura, the feeling of oppressive wave-like feeling immediately covered the entire battlefield, and everyone saw the two in the sky with palpitations. a warrior.

Saints have surpassed human existence, so they are high above.

Awe rose in the hearts of all the soldiers.

"Ow!"

"Ow!"

Almost at the same time, both sides of South Korea and West Qin sounded the trumpets at the same time. The sound was solemn and melodious, reflecting each other on the battlefield and shaking people's hearts.

All the sergeants thought they had heard it wrong. This was the call for Ming Jin to withdraw troops.

Retreat, now?

Is this war coming to an end, is this seemingly endless battle coming to an end?

Suddenly these sergeants saw that there were two more people floating in the sky, one was wearing a black robe and the other was carrying a huge sword.

Compared to Bi Fang and Drunkard, even if they haven't seen real people, they have seen many sculptures of these two people.

"That's right, it's the national teacher!"

"It's the Sword Saint of Protecting the Nation, Lord Sword Saint is here!"

……

Different voices erupted from both sides of the battlefield at the same time. In this voice, there were tears of joy, disbelief, mourning, and excitement, as if all emotions erupted at this moment.

The national teacher of in is to the Western Qin Dynasty, just like the swordsman who protects the country is to South Korea.

They are the patron saints of the two empires, and they are the beliefs in the hearts of warriors from all countries. They are also martial saints who have been famous for decades. They are the rest of this war.

The moment they saw these two people, all the soldiers understood that their battle was really over, they had no winner, and now it was the four people in the sky who decided the outcome of this war.

Whoa!

These red-eyed soldiers recovered their emotions in an instant, and then began to retreat like a hail of water. Nearly 15 people on the entire stalemate line of the first trench retreated dryly in just [-] minutes. The flowing blood and corpses declared the war just now.

Apart from the fact that these fighters were already physically and mentally exhausted and had no desire to fight, everything else was caused by those four people in the sky.The terrifying legends of the martial saints came to mind of the soldiers, the scene of moving mountains and seas, unimaginable things appeared in their hearts, and then their pace became faster, for fear that if they took a step too late, they would become victims of the aftermath of the battle of these four people.

Before doing anything, the power of the Martial Saint is so powerful.

And these four people who have already stood on the highest peak in the world obviously didn't have any immediate thoughts, they just faced each other quietly like this.

After waiting for half an hour, the Xiqin sergeant returned to his camp, and the South Korean sergeant returned to his trench. Under the gazes of both, the last South Korean guardian swordsman spoke first.

"In, I didn't expect you to find a drunkard." As a martial sage who has been famous for decades, there was a touch of fear in the tone of the swordsman who protects the country. Obviously, the status of this drunkard in his heart is not low, and he did not expect In the national division will find this person.

After saying these words, he glanced at Bi Fang beside him, looking at Bi Fang's plain appearance, the Sword Master of Protecting the Country seemed to have regained some confidence. You know, this Bi Fang is obviously not as simple as just being promoted to Martial Saint.

"Fan Ganfu, if there is another martial artist in your South Korean army, you can laugh secretly! If it was in my Western Qin Dynasty, your South Korea would have been wiped out long ago."

Fan Ganfu is officially the name of the Sword Saint who protects the country of South Korea, but it has been a long time since no one dared to call him in front of him, and everyone respectfully called him Master Sword Saint.

In Guoshi did not answer Fan Ganfu's question directly. He imagined the drunkard as a person from Xiqin better. Based on his understanding of the drunkard, even if the drunkard was misunderstood, he would not explain it.

Sure enough, after hearing the conversation between the two, the drunkard said impatiently: "If you want to fight, hit quickly, I don't have time to listen to you talking here."

Ever since he took off, the drunkard never left Bi Fang's eyes, and Bi Fang also looked at him calmly without saying a word.

The auras of the two are locked on each other, and they may launch a fatal blow at any time.

"Hahaha, the drunkard's son is still the same, it really hasn't changed at all!"

The Sword Master of Protecting the Nation laughed, but before his words fell, his giant sword had already appeared in his hand, and a scorching light shot out from his giant sword, heading straight towards the Imperial Master In.

No one expected that Fan Ganfu, the swordsman who had always been upright to protect the country, would take the lead in launching the attack. It is conceivable that this war put so much pressure on him.

And the moment he started, the other three people also moved...