A terrifying explosion occurred, and Murong Liao appeared in the sight of everyone in a mess.

At this moment, he was seriously injured.

The originally thick and huge aura became extremely sluggish.

On the other hand, Luo Yi, who stepped out of the smoke, was still filled with a terrifying aura.

Murong Liao really couldn't figure it out.

At the same level as the early stage of Guixu Realm, why is the strength gap so big?

At this time, he also understood that he was destined to die here today.

Escape under the noses of two powerful men in Guixu realm is undoubtedly a dream.

"Sunday!"

"boom……"

Luo Yi didn't talk nonsense, and the spear in his hand moved.

He immediately released a dazzling light like a bright sun.

The white silver spear in his hand was wrapped in light.

"drink!"

However, despite losing, Murong Liao would not sit still and wait for death and planned to make a last-minute attempt.

"boom……"

"Sword Slash!"

A terrifying ink-colored force surged out.

The three-foot green edge in his hand pointed straight at the sky.

A black force came out of the sword and penetrated through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a huge ink-colored giant sword appeared, as thick as a towering mountain, dividing the clouds in the sky with its energy and shaking the mountains and rivers.

This sword is his last sword and the only sword!

Looking at such a terrifying sword, even Li Luo's face changed slightly.

Even he felt a strong sense of crisis with this sword!

"This...is this really a power that a warrior can possess...so terrifying..."

The soldiers of Beiliang on the battlefield were frightened.

The sword force just by the shadow of the giant sword hanging down made everyone breathe for a while.

The war horses under the seat were even more restless and seemed to want to leave the place immediately. Fortunately, the soldiers tried their best to control them, so there was no chaos.

Looking at Murong Liao's phantom of a giant sword raised above his head, like a mountain in the sky.

Luo Yi's eyes burst out with a high fighting spirit, and the silver spear wrapped in light in his hand buzzed, and the light shone brightly in an instant.

Like the brilliance of the sun, it made everyone on the battlefield unable to open their eyes.

"drink!"

Everyone heard the roar of the two of them!

Li Luo and Ning Ci, who opened their eyes, saw the three-foot green breeze in Murong Liao's hand slashing down angrily.

“Buzz…”

The huge giant sword phantom cut open the hanging clouds, dragging the power of ink to suppress Luo Yi, who turned into flowing light.

"boom……"

The moment the silver spear in Luo Yi's hand collided with the giant sword that was suppressed.

The world suddenly changed color, and the craze was like a huge wave.

With the collision between the two people as the center, it is like a ripples sweeping through the land of hundreds of miles.

The sky originally covered by clouds suddenly became clear and the golden light of the setting sun shone on the soldiers' armor, reflecting the charming golden light...

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the collision of two terrifying forces caused the land of Qingshuiyuan to tremble and crack, and within a radius of hundreds of miles were affected.

"drink!"

Only when Luo Yi roared again, the silver spear in his hand burst out with dazzling light again.

This huge light wrapped Luo Yi.

It is like a sun falling on earth, and it forms a wonder of the two suns appearing together with the setting sun.

"Bang……"

A crisp sound of shattering sounded.

Murong Liao's pupils shrank, and broken fragments flew past his eyes.

The fragments of fragments turned into wisps of ink-colored energy in the light, dissipating between heaven and earth...

"boom……"

The white light occupied the entire Qingshuiyuan, and no one could open his eyes...

At this time, Qianxiang City and Xiangyun City, which are closest to Qingshuiyuan.

Countless people took to the streets, looked up at the direction of Qingshuiyuan, stared with their eyes widened, and trembled in horror:

"Then...is that the sun?"

"How come there are two suns in the sky..."

"It seems that it is Qingshuiyuan... the place where the prince and the Nanyun Black Cavalry fought..."

"So terrible...what happened..."

“…”

After a long time, the "sun" under the sky disappeared, leaving only a little dim golden sunset hanging on the sky.

On the battlefield, everyone opened their eyes and looked up at the first time.

In the void, Luo Yi held a silver spear in his hand, and a drop of blood from the tip of the spear gently slid down.

Luo Yi's back is facing Murong Liao.

Everyone turned their eyes to Murong Liao and found that at some point, there was an extra blood hole in Murong Liao's heart.

At this moment, everyone suddenly became excited.

They won!!

The strong man under His Highness the Prince won!

"Puchi..."

"You...can you... let this general know his name..."

Murong Liao squirted out a mouthful of blood, and the light in his eyes began to fade gradually.

"Luo Yi!"

Luo Yi turned around, watched the consciousness disappear, and Murong Liao fell down and said coldly.

"Luo…yi…"

The falling Murong Liao let out a slight reminder, landed on the battlefield with endless regret, and closed his eyes...

"Why……"

"Murong Liao is indeed a talent, it's a pity..."

Li Luo sighed and shook his head slightly.

"Young Master!"

Luo Yi came to Li Luo and bowed.

At the same time, three figures quietly appeared beside Li Luo.

The three people who suddenly appeared were naturally Uchiha Itachi, Bai Wuchang and the Land Lord.

The three of them have been hiding on the battlefield all the time.

"Young Master, Murong Liao is dead now. Do we need to destroy the Nanyun Dynasty?"

Uchiha Itachi said in a cold voice.

Upon hearing this, Li Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, he was planning to do so.

After all, even if you don’t go, it’s easy to destroy Nanyun with Uchiha Itachi and the other four.

Now that Murong Liao is dead, who else can stop them?!
To be continued...