Seeing his own image reflected in the bright sword body, the Son of God barely suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, calmed his head and looked up at the sky, with the light of the crescent moon mark in his palm, and he was ready to send a full blow at any time.

Above the straight Emperor's Sword, someone stood with his hands behind his back, and the airflow swept across the hem of his clothes, and his long hair flew gently behind him.

Behind the man in a mysterious robe, there was a woman standing on the left and right in the position of the guard entourage. The former was petite and ethereal, while the latter was graceful and charming, and they were all beautiful women with a magnificent figure.

The son of God's pupils shrank slightly. He felt a heavy pressure from the other party. It was not only because the other party was standing high enough.

Such oppressive power son was unprecedented. Just a glance, he knew that the other party's cultivation strength was higher than any strong man he had seen before.

Against the backdrop of two stunning women, the already tall man in a mysterious robe has a lot of romantic spirit out of thin air. The Son of God is not an ignorant girl or an empty young woman, but at this moment, she can't help but secretly praise her kind and handsome young man.

He himself is a peerless handsome man with unparalleled elegance. Not to mention that he has received countless praises on weekdays, even the autumn waves that are secretly conveyed to him in the eyes of Yingyingyan, are as prosperous as the stars in the sky. With these influences, he is naturally a proud and arrogant person.

However, at this moment, he had to impress the other party's style.

It is definitely not because the other party has a good skin, but of course it is temperament - a heroic and romantic and free manner. One looks like an emperor on earth, two looks like an immortal, three looks like a deep sea, four looks like a high mountain, and then look at it and you will be incredible.

If you see too much, it will be a blow to your self-confidence.

"King An of the Tang Dynasty, Li Ye!" Even when it was the first time we met, the son of god confirmed the other party's identity in a blink of an eye. He really couldn't imagine that except for the King An of the Tang Dynasty, who could have such a look?

The Son of God took the lead in speaking: "The person who came must be King An Li Ye? It turns out that it is better to meet him than to be famous. It is a great pleasure to meet today."

When he spoke, he politely politely with Tubo etiquette, his movements were impeccable and full of aristocratic demeanor.

He had to speak first, and he really didn't want to continue to confront the other party like this. The position of the first and second higher makes him feel uncomfortable and even uncomfortable. If he continues to maintain such a state, there will definitely be no good result - he will not be able to help but take action.

However, he could not take action rashly. The other party gave him a sense of danger and pressure, and he was not sure of winning when he took action in a hurry.

So he could only speak first, treat him first, so as to break the stalemate and then try it out.

Li Ye looked down at the Son of God and said with a smile: "Are you the Son of the Moon God Cult? Not bad, you have a bit of a good spirit."

While speaking, he slowly fell from mid-air, and finally his toes were on the hilt of Lu Jujian's sword. As his figure settled, Yu Zhan's clothes returned to smooth. He looked up and down at the Son of God, looking at him very much.

Hearing Li Ye's words, the Son of God's mood was even more difficult to move. Li Ye's tone was clearly condescending, just like the emperor of a great country facing a vassal envoy.

Especially Li Ye's eyes made the Son of God particularly unhappy. In Tubo, the warriors looked at the beasts in this way. In that case, the warriors always hoped that the beasts would be stronger so that they could let go of the battle and fight more happily.

In the end, of course, the warriors stepped on the beast.

"It is said that the Tang Dynasty is a country of etiquette, but King An attacked it, which would be a loss of the spirit of a gentleman." The Son of God tried his best to maintain his demeanor. He found that it was not easy to do so, as if no matter how hard he tried, he was destined to be unable to match the other party.

This annoyed him.

In any case, he would not admit that he was jealous of Li Ye and was secretly ashamed of himself.

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

He thought that one day he might meet an unprecedented strong opponent, blocking his way forward, and making it impossible for him to defeat at the critical moment of his ambitions.

That is the fate of a strong man, and it is a mountain that must be crossed to achieve great achievements. If you win, the road ahead will be smooth; if you lose, you will die and you will not be able to make everything clear.

The Son of God never doubted that he would defeat that powerful enemy and trample that mountain under his feet. In fact, he had fantasized about the scene of fighting with this opponent countless times, and many times in his mind the scene of himself standing at the peak and roaring to the sky.

This day came very quickly, earlier than expected.

The Son of God doesn't care about this.

The only thing he didn't expect was that he lost his normal mind before he fought with the opponent in front of him.

"If I really want to attack, you won't have the chance to stand here and talk to me intact."

Li Ye shook his head, denied the Son of God's statement, and laughed

He said again: "As for the Tang Dynasty, it is indeed a country of etiquette, but it is also a country of tigers and wolves. Etiquette is internal, and we are of course respectful and friendly to each other; tigers and wolves are external. When dealing with our enemies, we will only attack thunder and will never be ruthless."

The son of god was stunned, but he didn't expect Li Ye to explain this, "Are the Han people tigers and wolves?"

Li Ye smiled brighter and brighter, "If not, how can we get our thousands of miles of rivers and mountains? Could it be that the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty and the nations came to worship the Gentiles?"

The truth is indeed so, the Son of God nodded and said seriously: "If you can consider yourself a country of tigers and wolves, it seems that King An still respects me and does not say anything high-sounding and hypocritical."

This is a way that only smart people can talk to each other. When dealing with stupid people, smart people have always deceived them with righteousness.

Li Ye laughed loudly when he heard this, and laughed happily.

The Son of God felt it was inexplicable.

He heard the contempt in Li Ye's laughter.

The Son of God frowned and said, "Why is King An laughing? Am I wrong?"

Li Ye smiled and said seriously: "Of course it's not right. I'm telling you this not because I respect you."

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

Li Ye's eyes were filled with jokes: "Because you and your Tubo people will be destroyed by the Tang Dynasty soon. I will tell the truth to the dying people."

The veins on the forehead of the Son of God raised their blue veins and said word by word: "I want to remind King An, this is Hexi!"

"How about Hexi?"

"The power of the moon god has already enveloped this land. Here, the combat power of your Tang monks will be reduced by 30%! Does King An think that if you anger me, you can still go back alive?"

"Does the Son of God think that if you give you 30% of your combat power, you can win?"

The son of God was finally furious, and his murderous aura burst out with anger. He danced wildly without wind, "Li Ye! You are too arrogant! Today, the Japanese will let you know that the Tubo warriors are the strongest warriors in the world!"

After roaring this sentence, the Son of God suddenly calmed down and no longer felt angry or irritable.

He suddenly realized that even if his demeanor was not as good as Li Ye? There is no need to be ashamed of himself. He is a Tubo warrior, why should the warrior compete with the Tang people for Fengyi? The warrior just needs to defeat his opponent!

Seeing his body fighting spirit, his mood suddenly calmed down. Not only did Li Ye not look at all afraid, he nodded with satisfaction: "This is a bit like a hero. Otherwise, Gu really might not be able to look down on you."

Since Gao Pian died in battle, Li Maozhen surrendered, Wang Jian was defeated and retreated in a corner, and Li Ye's opponent was gone in the Tang Dynasty. He drew his sword and looked invincible. The sword in his hand was useless. So what if it was sharp? There was no hero at that time, Li Ye had already felt lonely.

Now that I have set foot in Hexi and see that the Son of God is a bit heroic, how can Li Ye be dissatisfied?

The more excited the fighting spirit of the Son of God is, the more peaceful the mood will be. "Don't talk nonsense, fight first!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly roared, swung his arms forward, and the crescent moon in his hand swung out.

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

Every time the crescent moon flew out, a gully of more than meter deep appeared on the ground! As countless crescent moons took various trajectories, they attacked Li Ye like flying sparks. In an instant, the ravines on the ground were crisscrossed and unrecognizable!

There are ravines, but there is no smoke and dust.

Just because the smoke and dust did not rise, it was annihilated in the spiritual energy!

Su Emei, who was supported by Shao Siming, was shocked when she saw this and looked shocked. Although she was surprised, she had not lost her composure. However, the monks around her had changed their expressions and exclaimed in surprise.

The son of God's attack at this time is even stronger than when he was fighting against Su Emei!

If the Son of God is using his full strength to deal with Su Emei, then he will exert twelve percent of his strength at this time!

Realizing this, everyone couldn't help but be frightened and worried about the situation that followed.

Li Ye's eyes lit up, and the satisfaction in his eyes became even stronger. With a wave of his long sleeves, he signaled that the eldest son Siming took Su Emei to retreat, and he rose from the ground, shaped like a geese soaring into the air. He didn't see any movement. Lu Jujian, who was inserted into the ground under his feet, let out a loud and loud dragon roar, and flew up from the ground.

To be precise, it was not Lu Jujian that flew, but a green dragon.

At the same time, with Li Ye's big sleeve, a huge round mirror appeared invisible and intangible in the blue dragon.

Heavenly realm.

The Azure Dragon jumped out of the Heavenly Realm and had already transformed into thousands of people. It is no exaggeration to say that the scene was about thousands of dragons going to sea, but it was much smaller.

When thousands of dragons face countless new moons, the world once again fell into the ultimate spiritual light, and the whole world seemed to sink into the white light.

In the eyes of the real-life cultivators who were avoiding far away, the battlefield with a range of more than a thousand feet was gone, with only the ultimate light.

This time, the cultivators in the real world were finally able to confirm that the battle only lasted for a moment, and all the light was shattered like soap bubbles.

This is not that the momentum is not big or long, but that the attacks of both of them exploded in an instant. Every green dragon and each new moon, even if it is different in direction, is extremely fast and almost collided at the same time.

The monks looked at each other, and many of them shivered.

If they face such Qinglong and Crescent Offensives, let alone respond, they will not even have room and time to dodge.

After the light disappeared, the ground was empty within a range of more than a thousand feet.

It’s not that there is nothing, but that there is even the land.

There is only one bottomless pit.

Li Ye stood at the edge of the pit with his hands behind his back, his demeanor still. Lu Jujian was already held in his hand, as stable as a rock.

Under his feet, there was a bunch of blood.

That is the blood of the Son of God.

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

The monks in the real world were once again confused and did not know what the result of the battle was.

At this moment, they were able to fly to the sky and escape in front of the world, and the powerful ones were like gods, and found that they were weak like ants. They were also fighting in the real world, and they couldn't even understand it without interfering in it.

Only Su Emei and Da Shao Siming captured the Son of God who was experiencing bloody shoulders and flashed in the sky as the light disappeared.

The Son of God who fled in panic had no time to throw away a tough word.

Looking at the direction where the Son of God disappeared, Li Ye sighed leisurely, took Lu Jujian, flew to Su Emei, and checked her injuries.
To be continued...