On the eighth day of the 10th month, when the dawn had not yet come out, outside Liaocheng, within ten miles of the border Liaohe River, it was already densely packed with sharp weapons.

The Dajiang League posted a notice and obtained the official seal, so that people in the city were not allowed to leave the city, and people ten miles outside the city were not allowed to move along the way to enter the city, completely isolating all idle people's peeping on the Liao River, creating the quietest and most good environment for the Dragon King to fight against the Tiandao.

In such an environment, Xiang Yang and Ning Ke leisurely came to a two-way marker three miles downstream of the Liaohe River, quietly waiting for the Dragon King to appear. In the darkness, there was no one in the sight around him, and only the sound of waves hitting the shore from time to time came out.

It is almost late autumn, and the air is cool and dry in the morning. Take a deep breath and your body is filled with relaxation and vitality. However, Xiang Yang did not relax much. Instead, he looked cold and occasionally crossed the upper reaches of the Liao River, the lower reaches, and the Hanoi directions.

"What's wrong? Before the war, you should be calm. Now, what's the trouble of being mentally lingering?"

Ning Ke combed a drooping bun today, paired with a pretty little face the size of a palm, which made her look even more playful and lively. She was originally in a good mood, but after seeing Xiang Yang's condition, she became a little worried and took the initiative to hold Xiang Yang's palm and frowned.

"It's nothing, I just think it's a bit ridiculous. Has A Ke ever heard the allusion of a mantis arm hitting a chariot?

I just laughed at the fact that there are always people in this world who are not clear-headed and have high self-esteem, but they often do wrong things, and the result of doing wrong things may be that they lose their lives."

Xiang Yang smiled warmly, and while responding to Ning Ke, he recalled the scenes of the sword god escaping into the void and information ocean to peek into the future last night. He couldn't help but praise the mystery of the God of Heavenly Sword, which may be called the most amazing book in ancient times. As for the people who ambushed the Liao River today, although they are old but not dead, they are just mediocre people, no different from native chickens and tiles.

Ning Ke stopped talking, but just looked at Xiang Yang shyly, immersed in her lover's extremely domineering self-confidence. The person who is as good as Xiang Yang in this world may not be able to get a single palm, which is something she likes very much.

As time passes, when the morning light is revealed, the first ray of light is cast in the distant sky, and the earth is at the junction of black and white. A dragon-shaped water flow is coming quickly with the wind and rain. Finally, it stops on the rushing river water of the Liao River, showing its figure. It is the myth of the martial arts world in the former Yongzhou, and the Dragon King Water is invisible.

"Xiang Yang, come and fight."

The Dragon King's short hair is like silver, and its roots are soft and tough. The bottom of the navy blue dragon robe is held on the water of the Liaohe River, but it is not wet. It is transparent and like crystals. It is obviously a special material and extraordinary.

As soon as Shui Wuhen came forward, he invited the battle in a deep voice. Compared to the heavy pressure and domineering feeling that had brought Xiang Yang, he was like a escapist with a gentle look and no fighting spirit. If it weren't for this situation, ordinary people thought he was inviting Xiang Yang to have tea and drink.

"It is indeed worthy of being a recognized legendary warrior in Yongzhou. He made such progress when he first achieved enlightenment. This was his accumulation over thirty years."

After Xiang Yang looked at it, he couldn't help but secretly praised Shui Wuhen's current state in his heart.

At this moment, he could no longer be called a human being, but a god who merged with the Liao River under his feet. Because his divine nature overwhelms human nature, he can control the endless water vapor above the vast Liao River, just like the Hebo in ancient myths and legends.

The advantage of war depends on the right time, place and people. Among them, the harmony of people is their own hard power conditions, mostly the gap in realm, flaws in tricks, and rich experience. The right time and place are influenced by external environmental factors.

The Dragon King founded the magical power of Shuiyuan Zhuan, which must have proved that it was a great way related to the water movement. It was a great convenience for him to choose the battle situation above the Liaohe River. Of course, these were also expected by Xiang Yang.

"Dragon King, you came just right. I took my move to shock the sky and the earth. The water was surging, so that you could know that the sky sword was the highest, and water was just a reflection of the way of heaven."

In this state, Shui Wuhen's combat power was rising straight, and he could no longer be measured by the state of one level or two level. Xiang Yang's heart was stirred, but the heat was boiling, and his fighting spirit was rising.

At a little under your feet, people jumped out of more than ten feet in the air like a big bird. They stepped on the waves and floated and hanged on the water of the Liaohe River. They shouted loudly, and luck was between their arms.

The true energy was surging like the waves of the Liao River, and the pores all over the body were opened, swallowing the endless spiritual energy of the water above the Liao River, compressing it into the body, and then using Xiang Yang's palms to burst towards Shui Wuhen.

The sky is shocked and the earth is the seventh sage of the innate Qiankun skill of the gods and demons. It absorbs the energy of heaven and earth for oneself, accommodates the power of heaven and earth in the human body, unlimitedly enhances the power of martial arts, and achieves one style and five strikes, destroying the world.

Xiang Yang has never learned the complete innate Qiankun skills, but it is already a blessing to get the seventh quatrain of Qiankun. This blow is the surging water of the seventh quatrain. It uses the human body to absorb the spiritual energy of the water everywhere in the world, and resonate with the original true energy in the body. Once it is released, it will surge like a huge wave of sea waves, covering the sky and crushing the opponent into pieces.

Now Xiang Yang is no longer under the power of the realm, he is no longer under the gods and demons. As soon as the water surging out, he slapped his palms and directly drained the river water within a radius of 100 meters, causing a hundred feet of blue waves, like a high water curtain hanging to cover the sky, and even revealing the dirty riverbed under the Liao River, which has not been restored to its original state for a long time.

"What a big blow."

On the surface of the Liaohe River, it seems that only Ning Ke and a woman stopped to watch the battle, but in the secret, there were no less than two-digit strong men, including the celestial beings and masters at the level of enlightenment.

However, whether it is a celestial being or an enlightenment, when Xiang Yang is so fierce and domineering, he has to admit that this young man is still worthy of his name.

Faced with such a fierce move, Dragon King Shui Wuhen, a great expert in water play, could not help but show a look of surprise. His calm and gentle eyes disappeared instantly, becoming fierce and powerful.

The Dragon King opened his mouth and showed his fine white teeth. He took a deep breath. With a swish, the originally invisible and invisible romantic flow in all directions suddenly turned into a tornado and was swallowed by Shui Wuhen. His originally majestic waist looked even more bloated, as if he was pregnant.

The next moment, the Dragon King blew a long breath against the huge water flow that had been covered. The air flow turned into an unparalleled sharp sword and directly cut the water into two pieces. His sharp light was unstoppable, and his remaining momentum blew towards Xiang Yang.

This is the way to break water by wind. The Dragon King has this method, but he doesn't know whether Xiang Yang, who reads the water essence, knows it.

"A good move, Feng Tornado, Shui Wuhen is worthy of Shui Wuhen. When he first met, he met again. It was no more than three years apart. He actually came up with another idea. It was really terrible."
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