Only to see a terrifying explosion produced, Murong Liao appeared in everyone's sight in a battered state.
At this moment, he was already heavily injured.
The originally rich and massive aura, became extremely weak.
On the other hand, Luo Yi who stepped out from the smoke, still had a terrifying aura all over his body.
Murong Liao really could not understand.
Both were at the early stage of Returning Void Realm, why was the difference in strength so great!
At this time, he also understood that he was destined to fall here today.
Escaping under the eyes of two strong Returning Void Realm experts was undoubtedly a daydream.
"Daylight!"
"Boom..."
Luo Yi did not waste words either, and moved the long spear in his hand.
He immediately became like a dazzling sun, emitting dazzling rays of light.
The white silver spear in his hand was wrapped in rays of light.
"Ha!"
However, although he was not a match, Murong Liao would not sit still waiting for death, planning to fight with all his might for the last time.
"Boom..."
"Sword Slash!"
A terrifying ink-colored force surged out.
The three-foot cyan blade in his hand pointed straight to the sky.
A streak of ink-colored power came out from the body of the sword, piercing through the nine heavens.
Following that, a huge ink-colored giant sword illusion emerged, as majestic as a towering mountain range, sweeping across the clouds in the sky with the momentum of rocking mountains and rivers.
This sword was his last sword, and also the only sword!
Looking at such a terrifying sword, even Li Luo couldn't help but change his face.
This sword made him feel a strong sense of crisis!
"This...is this really the power a martial practitioner could possess...how terrifying..."
The soldiers of the North Liang on the battlefield had faces of horror.
Just the aura of the giant sword shadow hanging down was enough to make everyone's breathing depressed.
The warhorses below were also restless, as if wanting to leave this place immediately, but fortunately the soldiers tried their best to control them, avoiding chaos.
Looking at the huge giant sword phantom Murong Liao held over his head, like a mountain range floating in the air.
The battle spirit in Luo Yi's eyes burst out, the silver spear wrapped in rays of light in his hand buzzed, and the light flourished in an instant.
Like the scorching sun, it shone so brightly that everyone on the battlefield couldn't open their eyes.
"Ha!"
Everyone only heard the two people roar!
Li Luo and Li Ergou, who opened his perspective eyes, only saw Murong Liao's three-foot cyan blade chop down angrily.
"Buzz..."
The huge giant sword phantom cut through the clouds, dragging the ink-colored power, and pressed down to suppress Luo Yi who turned into a ray of light.
"Boom..."
At the moment when the silver spear in Luo Yi's hand collided with the pressing giant sword.
The sky changed color suddenly, and the raging tide was like surging huge waves.
With the two people's collision as the center, like ripples rippling in the water, it swept across a hundred miles.
The sky, which was originally covered with clouds, suddenly cleared, and the golden light of the setting sun shone on the armors of the soldiers, reflecting charming golden light...
"Boom!"
Then, the collision of the two terrible forces caused the ground of Qingshui Plain to begin to tremble and crack, affected within a radius of a hundred miles.
"Ha!"
Only to hear Luo Yi roar again, the silver spear in his hand burst out dazzling rays of light again.
This huge ray of light enveloped Luo Yi.
Like a sun falling into the world, it formed a spectacle of double suns appearing at the same time as the setting sun in the west.
"Crack..."
A crisp cracking sound rang out.
Murong Liao's pupils shrank, and fragments flew past his eyes.
The scattered fragments turned into strands of ink-colored energy in the light, dissipating between heaven and earth...
"Boom..."
White light occupied the entire Qingshui Plain, and no one could open their eyes...
At this time, in Qianxiang City and Xiangyun City, which were the closest to Qingshui Plain.
Countless common people took to the streets and looked up at the direction of Qingshui Plain, staring wide-eyed and trembling in horror:
"That...is that the sun?"
"Why are there two suns in the sky..."
"It looks like it's Qingshui Plain over there...the place where the Prince and the Black Cavalry of Nanyun decided the battle..."
"So scary...what on earth happened..."
"..."
After a long time, the "sun" in the sky finally disappeared, leaving only some faint golden sunset hanging in the sky.
On the battlefield, everyone finally opened their eyes and looked up at the first time.
I saw Luo Yi in the void, holding a silver spear, and a drop of bloody blood gently slid down the tip of the spear.
Luo Yi had his back to Murong Liao.
Everyone turned their eyes to Murong Liao and found that a blood hole had appeared in the position of his heart at some point.
At this moment, everyone was excited immediately.
They won!!
The strong man under the Crown Prince's command won!
"Puchi..."
"You...you...can you let this general know your name..."
Murong Liao spit out a mouthful of blood, and the light in his eyes began to dim gradually.
"Luo Yi!"
Luo Yi turned around, looked at Murong Liao who lost consciousness and fell down, and said coldly.
"Luo...Yi..."
Murong Liao who fell down murmured softly with endless regret and closed his eyes...
"Alas..."
"Murong Liao was indeed a talented person, what a pity..."
Li Luo sighed and shook his head slightly.
"Master!"
Luo Yi came to Li Luo and saluted with folded hands.
At the same time, three figures quietly appeared beside Li Luo.
These three people who suddenly appeared were Zhao Dezhu, Bai Wuchang and Earth God undoubtedly.
The three of them had been hiding on the battlefield all along.
"Master, Murong Liao is dead now, do we need to wipe out the Nanyun Dynasty in passing!"
Zhao Dezhu said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Li Luo's eyes narrowed slightly. He was just thinking about it.
After all, even if he didn’t go, Zhao Dezhu and the other three could easily wipe out Nanyun.
Now that Murong Liao was dead, who else could stop them?!
"My son, Nanyun can't be destroyed now!"
Li Beixiong, who was next to him, said when he heard Zhao Dezhu and the others wanted to destroy Nanyun.
"Dad, why?"
Li Luo asked in surprise.
Li Beixiong sighed slightly, as if remembering something, and said:
"The former emperor once told your father that the previous emperor of the Nanyun Dynasty seemed to have some connection with the Great Spirit Sect of our Western Continent."
"Even if our North Liang has these seniors now, we can't destroy Nanyun."
"I didn't expect the Nanyun Dynasty to actually have a connection with the Great Spirit Sect..."
Li Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and information about their Western Continent immediately emerged in his mind.
Their Liyang was in the west of the Holy Sky Continent, known as the Western Continent.
There were countless dynasties and sect forces in the Western Continent.
But the two giant forces that really ruled the Western Continent were the Raging Flame Dynasty and the Great Spirit Sect.
All dynasties were subordinate to the Raging Flame Dynasty, and all major dynasties had to offer tributes to the Raging Flame Dynasty once every ten years. Even their Liyang was no exception.
And to establish a dynasty, it must be recognized by the Raging Flame Dynasty.
Otherwise, it would be destroyed by the Raging Flame Dynasty.
Even if their North Liang finally rebelled successfully and seized the throne, they could not get around the Raging Flame Dynasty.
As for the Great Spirit Sect, it was a super sect that could rival the Raging Flame Dynasty.
It was said that there were countless strong practitioners in the sect.
The lowest cultivation of the elders inside was also Returning Void Realm.
"Humph!"
"It's not that we can't destroy Nanyun, but if we don't hit them, they would really think our Liyang is easy to bully!"
"Dezhu, leave it to you!"
"Go deter their emperor for a bit!"
Li Luo said coldly.
"Yes! Master!"
Zhao Dezhu disappeared on the spot...
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