v7 Chapter 23： Regain the river

Seeing the self-image reflected in the bright sword body, the Son of God reluctantly pressed down the strange feeling in his heart, looked up at the sky, and the crescent moon imprinted in the palm of his hand, and he was ready to give a full blow at any time.

Over the straight Heavenly Sword, someone stood with his hands in his hands, the air flow swept over his hem, and his long hair fluttered lightly.

Behind this man in a black robe, there is a woman on either side of the guard standing, the former is petite and ethereal, and the latter is charming and charming, both beautiful and elegant.

The godson's pupils did not feel a slight shrink. He felt a heavy oppression from the other side. That's not just because the other person is standing high enough.

Such an oppressive force, the Son of God, had never encountered before, but at a glance, he knew that the opponent's cultivation was stronger than any strongman he had seen before.

Against the background of two stunning women, the man in the black robe, who was already tall and straight, gave birth to many romantic spirits out of thin air. The Son of God is not an ignorant girl or a emptiness young woman, but at the moment can't help praising a good-looking boy.

He himself is the peerless Junyan with unique style, and not to mention the numerous praises he receives on weekdays, which are the autumn waves secretly passed to him in Yingying Yanyan ’s eyes, as well as the stars in the sky. With these influences, he is naturally A proud man.

However, at this time, he had to admire the style of the other party.

That's definitely not because the other person has a good skin, but the important thing is of course temperament—the spirit of self-assurance and ease. One looks like an emperor on earth, the second looks like an immortal, the third looks like a deep sea, the fourth looks at the mountains and the mountains, and the other looks incredible.

See more, self-confidence in yourself is a blow.

"King Tang An, Li Li!" Even if it was his first meeting, the Son of God confirmed the identity of the other person in an instant. He couldn't think of anyone except the An Wang who called the wind and rain in the Tang Dynasty and changed the colors of the world.

The Son of God took the lead to say, "The person who came must be An Li Wang? It really is better to meet each other. It is a great joy in life to meet today."

When he spoke, he performed a ceremony with Tubo etiquette, impeccable actions and full of aristocracy.

He had to speak first, he really didn't want to continue confronting each other like this. A higher position makes him uncomfortable, even uncomfortable, and to continue to maintain this state, there will be no good results-he will be unable to resist.

However, he could not take the liberty to shoot. The danger given to him by the opponent was as strong as the oppression, and he had no chance of winning.

So he can only speak first, see the ceremony first, to break the stalemate, and then try again.

Li Ye looked down at the Son of God, and said with a smile: "You are the God of Moon God? Yes, it's pretty good."

As he spoke, he slowly dropped from the air, and eventually his toes were on the hilt of Lu Gujian. With his body settled, Yuzhan's clothes returned to smooth. He looked up and down at the Son of God, very admired.

Hearing Li's words made it difficult for the Son of God to feel smooth. This is clearly Li Li's condescending tone, as if the emperor of a great country was facing the envoy of his country.

In particular, Li Yan's eyes made the Son of God extremely unhappy. In Tubo, the warrior looked at the beast like this. At such times, the Warrior always hopes that the beast is stronger, so that he can let go of the battle and play happier.

Finally, of course, the warrior stepped on the beast.

"Everyone said that Datang was a state of etiquette, but An An shot a sneak attack. He found it difficult to do so, as if no matter how hard he tried, he was destined to be no match for the other person.

This annoys him.

In any case, he will not admit that he is jealous of Li Yan, and secretly shame himself.

It was an emotion he had never had before. In his previous life, he always stood at the highest place, accepting the worship of everyone, and always only others were jealous of him.

He thought that one day, he might meet an unprecedented strong opponent, blocking him on the way forward, and at the crucial moment of his ambitions, he could not easily defeat.

That was the fate of a strong man, a mountain that must be crossed for the achievement of great cause, victory is a smooth road, and defeat is dead.

The Son of God had never doubted that he would defeat the mighty enemy and step down that mountain. In fact, he had imagined the scene of fighting with this opponent countless times, and in his mind many times there was a picture of himself standing at the peak and roaring.

This day came quickly, earlier than expected.

This little son of God doesn't care.

The only thing he didn't expect was that he had lost his normality before fighting the opponents in front of him.

"If I were to sneak in, you wouldn't have a chance to stand here and talk to me intact."

Li Xie shook his head, negating the claim of the Son of God, and said with a smile: "As for Datang, it is indeed a state of etiquette, but it is also a country of tigers and wolves. Etiquette is internal, and of course we respect each other. We are friendly to each other; tigers and wolves are external, and against our enemies, we will only attack with thunder, and we will never relent. "

The son of God was stunned, but Li Zhe would not have explained it this way, "A Han is a tiger or a wolf?"

Li Ye smiled brighter and brighter, "If not, how can our rivers and mountains come? The prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty and the Kingdom of the Kingdom, was it achieved by reasoning with foreign nations?"

The truth is indeed so, the Son of God nodded and said earnestly: "I can consider myself a country of tigers and wolves. It seems that King An can still stand up to me, without saying some guilty hypocrisy."

This is the only way to talk between smart people. To deal with stupid people, smart people always cheat with righteousness.

Li Yan laughed loudly when he heard that, and laughed very well.

The Son of God felt inexplicable.

He heard the contempt in Li Yan's laughter.

The godson frowned and said, "What does An Wang laugh, am I wrong?"

Li Yan smiled, serious: "Of course it's wrong. I'm telling you this, not because I think of you."

The Son of God endured his anger: "Why is that?"

There was a joke in Li's eyes: "Because you and your Tibetan people will soon be destroyed by Datang. To the dying, I can't tell the truth."

The godhead's forehead is blue and bulging, and he says, "I want to remind King An, this is Hexi!"

"How about Hexi?"

"The power of the moon **** has shrouded this land. Here, the fighting power of your monks in the Tang dynasty will drop by 30%! Does An Wang think that if you anger me, you can still go back alive?"

"Does the Son of God think that you can win if you are alone 30% of your fighting power?"

The Son of God was finally irritated, his murderous spirit burst out, and his hair danced without wind, "Li Li! You are too arrogant! Today I will let you know that the Tubo Warrior is the strongest warrior in the world!"

Roaring out this sentence, the Son of God suddenly calmed down, no longer angry or irritable in his heart.

He suddenly realized that even if he was not as good as Li Yan? There is no need to feel ashamed. He is a Tubo warrior. Why should the warrior compete with the Tang Dynasty? The soldiers only need to defeat the opponent!

Seeing his body full of warfare, his mind suddenly calmed down. Instead of being half-cautious, Li Min nodded with satisfaction: "This is a bit like a hero. If not, you may not be worthy of being alone."

Since Gao Yi died in the battle, Li Maozhen returned, and Wang Jianbing was defeated and hesitated, and there was no Li Zhi's opponent in Datang. Pulling a sword and looking at the invincible hand, the sword in his hand is useless, what about the sharpness? When there was no hero, Li Yan had already felt lonely.

Now that he has set foot in Hexi, seeing that the Son of God is somewhat heroic, how can Li Min be dissatisfied?

The more the Son of God's war is boiling, the more peaceful his mind will be. "Crap nonsense, fight before you talk!"

The voice didn't fall, he growled suddenly, his arms flung forward, and the crescent moon spun out of his hand.

The crescent moon is not two rounds, but one round after another, and one round is bigger than the other.

Every new moon flew out, a gully deep on the ground appeared! With countless crescent moons in various trajectories, like Mars leaping wildly towards Li Yan, the ground ravines the landscape all the time, beyond recognition!

There are gullies, but no smoke.

Just because the smoke and dust can't rise, it is annihilated in the aura!

Su Emei, who was supported by Shao's life, was shocked when she saw Zojiao's body. Although she was unexpected, she hadn't lost her character. The monks around her changed their looks and exclaimed.

The Son of God's offensive at this time is even stronger than when fighting against Su Emei!

If it is said that the Son of God is doing his best to deal with Su Emei, then at this time he has exerted 12% of his power!

Aware of this, everyone couldn't help but be frightened and worried about the next situation.

Li Yan's eyes brightened, and the color of satisfaction in his eyes was stronger. A long-sleeved wave signaled that the young and old commanders took Su Emei to retreat, rising from the ground, like a wild goose. He didn't see any movement either, and Lu Gujian, who was inserted into the ground under his feet, gave out a loud dragon yin and flew from the ground by himself.

To be precise, it wasn't Lu Gujian that flew, but a cyan dragon.

At the same time, Li Xun made a big move, and a huge round mirror invisible and invisible appeared in front of Qinglong.

Heaven.

Qinglong jumped out of the realm of heaven, already incarnate, the scene said that it was no exaggeration for Wanlong to go to sea, but it was much smaller.

When Wanlong ushered in countless new moons, between heaven and earth, once again fell into the ultimate aura of light, the whole world seemed to sink in white light.

In the eyes of the monks who avoided the real world far away, the battlefield with a radius of more than a thousand feet has disappeared, with only extreme light.

This time the real monks were finally able to confirm that the fighting only lasted for a short while, and all the light burst like soap bubbles.

This is not that the momentum is not big or short, but that both of them broke out in an instant. Each crescent dragon has a new moon and a new moon, even if the direction is different, the speed is extremely fast, almost colliding at the same time.

The monks looked at each other, and many shivered.

If they were to face such a blue dragon and crescent moon offensive, they would not respond one by one, and there would be no time or space to dodge.

After the light had cleared, the ground was empty within a thousand feet.

It is not empty, but even the land is gone.

There is only one bottomless pit.

Li Yan stood with his hand on the edge of the big pit with the same demeanor. Lu Gujian has been held in his hands, as stable as a rock.

Under his feet, there was a puff of blood.

It was the blood of the Son of God.

As for the Son of God, he was no longer present.

The monks in the real world fell into confusion again, and did not know the outcome of the war.

At this moment, these of them can fly to the sky in front of the world, the powerful ones are like the masters of the gods, and they find themselves weak like the ants. It was also a real-life battle. They didn't say anything to intervene, they couldn't even understand it.

Only Su Emei and Da Shaozhi ordered the three, and in the twinkling of light, they captured the godhead who flew over his **** shoulders and flew away in the sky.

The son of Cangjie's escape was too late to leave behind.

Looking at the direction in which the Son of God disappeared, Li Minyou sighed, closed Lu Gujian, and flew to Su Emei to check her injuries.

"Why not chase?" Su Emei asked first.

Both seniors and younger officials looked at Li Yan, and apparently had the same doubts.

Li Yan shook his head: "Chasing what. Chasing down is unknown."

Seeing the three of them confused, Li Yan laughed absurdly: "Is it true that the power of the Moon God came to Hexi to suppress our 30% cultivation as strength? Without this restriction, I would naturally kill him, and now I can fight him back. Do your best. "

Although the battle was just short, the intensity was far from simple as everyone saw. Even Su Emei and young and old can't tell the nuances of it.

The two new crescent moons in the hands of the Son of God are not less powerful than the artifacts given by the secret world of heaven, and Li Maozhen's Cabernet lance, the sky, sky sword, and sky shield in Li's hands are one level.

The cultivation of the two is strength, a peak of the Yangshen real person, a high level of the realm of the servant of God, has reached the top of the laws of heaven and earth, and it is impossible to go further, so they are almost the same.

Therefore, Li Xi's ability to cultivate strength is actually 30% weaker than the Son of God. If it is a total confrontation, Li Zhi can only be defeated.

Just being able to injure the godson is relying on the realm of heaven to face the enemy, and the sky sword conceals a sneak attack.

Tian Jian hurt the **** son and weakened his vitality, which made Qinglong Jian Qi confront the crescent moon and eventually formed a draw.

The same invisible and uninteresting Sky Sword did not kill the Son of God in a single blow, letting him avoid the key at a critical moment. Li Huan didn't know whether he should be sighed by the great destiny of the god, or the power to slander the moon god.

Not pursuing the Son of God is also because of the fear of the power of the Moon God, who knows what powerful hole cards are in the Great Temple? He took the liberty to pursue the past and went into the enemy's territory alone, without half the benefit.

"What next?"

Although he didn't quite understand it, Grand Commander didn't answer the question about the fighting situation, and instead asked the next direction of action.

Seeing that Su Emei didn't cause any major problems, Li Xuan was relieved that his aura was exhausted. Wen Yan looked in the direction of Luzhou, it should be said: "Of course, go to Luzhou."

Speaking of this, he smiled: "The son of God is not badly injured, so he must hide in the temple to rest for a while. As long as there is no accident in Luzhou, we have already won this battle. Taking this opportunity, We certainly want to consolidate the results of the war and regain the mountains and mountains as much as possible! "

The resumption of Hexi territory is the highest goal of this operation.

The Great Temple Li Zhi can't go now, but it is not realistic for the Son of God to fight.

Hexi can recover at least a part.

Su Emei asked again, "When the injury recovers, can you hurt him again?"

If you can, of course, no problem, if not, it is a trouble.

Li Yan was silent.

The heaven, sky sword and sky shield have too long cooling time after being used once, and must not be used again within three or five months. The Sky Shield was not launched this time, and the next time it can be used for security, but Li Zhi has no ability to replicate the current battle situation.

But Li Yan was not worried.

He still has a lot to rely on.

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