Martial Arts and Fantasy: the Evil Emperor of All Realms

Tie Xinheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't speak, but blocked Li Ming's sight, and pushed her behind.

Tie Xinheng wouldn't be so vigilant if he could use even a little bit of magic power, he might be able to defeat him with just a snap of his fingers.

As the white war horse was walking, the general suddenly lifted the reins, and the horse neighed, and charged towards Tie Xinheng.

A series of afterimages flashed, and Tie Xinheng came to the general in an instant, and at the moment the horse and him were side by side, he swung his sword and stabbed him at the throat - the only place without armor protection.

Chapter 831

The general in white raised his spear, and the stabbing sword was intercepted by the tip of the spear with a wheel, and then he waved his hand and struck the spear towards Tie Xinheng.

Tie Xinheng quickly retracted his sword and knocked away his long spear, the horse galloped past, and the two exchanged the attacking positions.

This white-clothed general is obviously a master at regular army battles. Not to mention his immediate skill, the position of his gun is also extremely tricky. On the battlefield of this era, if he can integrate the weapon in his hand with himself and his horse, then It is a generation of masters of war.

The general in white tugged at the reins and turned the horse's head back, only to find that Tie Xinheng in white had come to him, and a blue arc of sword slashed down diagonally from top to bottom.

The general in white swung his spear neatly, and with a crisp sound, the blue ice flame sword made intimate contact with the green spear again.

Both sides of this battle are masters, whether it is immediately or immediately, this is obviously a consensus between the two, so the two men in white dare not slack off in the slightest.

Tie Xinheng twisted his body, and the ice flame sword drew a series of sparks on the gun shaft, forcing the general in white to leave his hands from the spear and land on the horse's head. Tie Xinheng turned around and stabbed at his throat.

The general in white leaned back to avoid the deadly sword, and at the same time, his left hand reached out like lightning and grabbed the green gun barrel, "Drink!" He let out a low voice, held the gun with his right hand, and swung it upwards vigorously.

Afterimages flashed, Tie Xinheng was one step faster than the spear, jumped into the air, crossed the sword in his left hand, his right hand quickly grabbed the spear that the white-clothed general had erected, held a clear sword flower in his left hand, and slashed towards the white-clothed general. General's neck.

Not far away, Li Ming's eyes widened. She never knew that a swordsman could use a sword with both hands, and he could make it so clear and smooth, as flexible as his right hand.

The tiger in the mask of the general in white glared, holding the gun in the backhand with his left hand, and quickly pulled out the saber in his waist with his right hand, knocking off the blade of the Bingyan Sword, and at the same time, he got off the horse's back and kicked the spear 180 degrees towards Tie Xin constant.

The current Li Ming is probably sluggish. This kind of battle is probably rare in a hundred years. The use of tricks and combat experience of both sides is almost astronomical, so there is such a wonderful fight.

The horse galloped, and the two of them fought calmly and quickly on the horse. Tie Xinheng flicked his fingers and jumped off the horse's back, while the general in white rode back on the white horse.

Tie Xinheng floated back to Li Ming's side, and landed lightly, as graceful and comfortable as the wind.

The Bingyan sword was inserted back into the scabbard neatly, and the blue light flickered away. Tie Xinheng looked at the general in white with the gun on the opposite side and said: "It seems that you and I are still tied today."

"Mister is too modest." The general in white immediately saluted, "If you just poured a little mana into the sword, the head on Zilong's neck would be gone."

Li Ming was the biggest surprise this time. He stared at the other party with his beautiful big eyes without even blinking, and said in surprise, "Oh...you...you are Zhao Zilong?!"

The mask on the armor on his face was put away, and the handsome face of the general in white appeared in front of the two of them. He smiled slightly and said, "I'm right here."

"We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years." Tie Xinheng said with a light smile.

"It's been more than five hundred years." Zhao Zilong smiled a little, "Zilong can't get off the horse, sir, please forgive me."

Tie Xinheng shook his head, expressing his indifference, and said, "Why do you come to be a fire knight?"

Chapter 832 Not Only Young

"To be honest." Zhao Zilong smiled wryly, "I don't know too well, but after I died, I found that I was not only young, but also bound to this horse."

"However..." Zhao Zilong looked at the green spear in his hand, and said: "The person who recruited me returned my Jasper Dragon Dan, and saved me from feeling lonely."

"What generation are you?" Tie Xinheng asked suddenly.

Zhao Zilong sighed and said: "It's the sixth generation, General Meng has been recruited away."

Tie Xinheng smiled, and said: "Since I was recruited, it is God's will, and I can't complain, this floor depends on you, um... I want to go with this girl, do you have any objection?"

"Mister is extremely powerful, Zilong should give in." Zhao Zilong lifted the reins, and the white horse stepped aside, "Please!"

Chang'an City, Mochi Academy, Headquarters, Principal's Secretary Office

"Isn't that woman Mu Tingfang brainless?" Chu Tong, who had always been gentle, distorted his face angrily.

Yang Rengang sat on the chair opposite the desk and said thoughtfully, "It's just Mu Tingfang. I believe she has enough ability to escape Luo Chu's grasp."

After taking a few breaths, Chu Tong wiped his eyes, and said calmly: "I'm going to report to the vice president's office now, you go to Jiang Yan's place, the trainee Lan Hui's regiment's destination has changed, and tell him by the way, I I don't want anything to happen to Miss!"

"Okay!" Yang Ren just got up and left.

"..."

The black Nether Tower exudes an icy aura, and the towering body of the tower gives people a sense of oppression, the kind of oppression that comes from the heart.

There is nothing in the tower, and you can see the top of the tower when you look up in the conical space. Li Ming doesn't know how to get to the master's place, because it is empty here, except for the spirally arranged torches, he can't find it. to something else.

Li Ming tugged on Tie Xinheng's sleeve, and whispered, "Where should we go?"

Tie Xinheng smiled lightly, held Li Ming's tender little hand, and walked forward. Before Li Ming could blush, and before he could ask him what he was going to do, a silver light flashed, and the two of them had disappeared into the Nether Tower .

Anyone who sees the appearance of the Nether Tower can't imagine that it has such an antique atmosphere, wooden floors, wooden pillars, wooden handrails, and wooden stairs. The eye-catching wood color makes people smell it plainly. A smell of sandalwood.

Tie Xinheng and Li Ming stood at the end of the corridor in the tower. In front of them, the corridor spiraled up to the top of the tower, and the torch in the Nether Tower was still there.

Li Ming turned his head and looked back, and found that there was no door, just a black wall, which made people feel blocked.

"This is the second floor of the Nether Tower." Tie Xinheng said, "The roof of the second floor is the entrance to the Eye of Extreme Ice."

Li Ming nodded clearly, and looked up, as if he wanted to see through the second floor, and also seemed to want to see the entrance of the Eye of Extreme Ice mentioned by Tie Xinheng.

Thousands of years later, when he came to his old place, the man in white felt a little bit embarrassed. He accompanied his senior brother to this place when he was only in the Mahayana period. It seemed like yesterday. Yes, in the Mahayana period, he remembered what his senior brother said back then, If you have not experienced the high, how can you succumb to the low.

So even though he is emotional and sad now, he still does not regret choosing that path. Of course, the current him is the result of that choice back then.