Xuanxia

Chapter 889: Battle of the Overlords

In this battle against the Northern Barbarians, Fu Qingzhou did not dare to show off too much.

There is no other reason, it’s just that he is the focus of Tiele and Huoyar’s attention.

Once they discover that he is really here, not only will the plan to encircle Huoyar be likely to fail, but Tiele may also go crazy... This is not what they want.

Fu Qingzhou already had a plan in mind.

The siege of Huoyal and Tiele could fail, it does not necessarily have to succeed.

But Huoyar must stay away from the battlefield, and Tiele should not fight to the death at this time - the most important thing in this battle is actually to defeat the Northern Yi Army.

It doesn't matter even if Tiele escapes. As long as the Northern Frontier Army can defeat the Northern Yi Army this time, the plan will be half successful.

Without its most powerful force, even if Tiele fled back to Yandu, Yi State would be nothing more than a crumbling candle in the wind.

But once Tiele is determined to die, or joins forces with Huoyar to capture Fu Qingzhou... the situation will become uncontrollable.

Therefore, Fu Qingzhou never showed any strength above the ninth level of martial arts on the battlefield!
This strategy is very useful.

In the sky, Tiele, who was fighting fiercely with Hong Ruohai, had no idea that the "ancestor spirit" he was longing to get was right below him!

The harsh sound of metal rubbing against each other resounded through the sky. It was the sound of the broadsword in Tiele's hand and the sword in Hong Ruohai's hand rubbing against each other.

The fierce blade flame rolled towards Hong Ruohai, but Hong Ruohai widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and sucked in all the flames that were rushing towards him.

At the same time, the murderous intent emanating from the sword hit Tiele, but was completely digested by Tiele after a few deep breaths, as if nothing had happened.

The two men retreated after the collision, hovering in the air, confronting each other from a distance.

"It is said that the Kingdom of Yan forged eight swords to suppress the mountains and rivers. The sword you hold in your hand is the sword, right?"

Tiele sneered disdainfully: "Now that Yan State is in chaos and military power is scattered, your sword must have become rusty! This Khan has no regard for the domineering and invincible sword spirit of ten years ago!"

Hong Ruohai's face was as gloomy as water, and he said calmly: "So what if it is a sword? It is just a heavy and hard thing in my hand that is easy to hit people with. If I change it to something else, I can still kill you."

"It's shameless to talk big."

Tiele sneered again.

The next moment, he raised the knife and his hair and beard danced wildly!
An extremely huge yak shadow rose up behind him.

Tiele came from a powerful and large tribe in the Northern Yi - the Niu tribe.

His martial arts and swordsmanship naturally came from this tribe.

At this moment, his figure was submerged in the shadow of the yak, and only the blazing flame of the sword became brighter and brighter.

Hong Ruohai looked calm and snorted coldly. He held the meter-long sword horizontally in front of him, stroked the middle section of the sword with his left hand, and moved sideways to take a stance.

What he was good at was never swordsmanship, but marksmanship.

The sword became so long in his hand that he naturally used it as a spear!
As he got into position, a bloody mark also lit up between his eyebrows.

As the Marshal of the Northern Frontier, how could he not learn the art of war?

But unlike ordinary soldiers, the blood-red mark that lit up between Hong Ruohai’s eyebrows was actually a complete character “Hong”!

When the State of Yan was founded, the Hong family was the founder of military tactics!
The so-called military tactics, in the beginning... was the Hong family's unique method of burning blood and gathering energy!
In an instant, Hong Ruohai's whole body was filled with hot blood, the temperature around him rose sharply, and even the air became slightly distorted.

Tiele roared wildly and rushed forward like a yak, with his sword swung with a roar, as if to split the sky and the earth in two; Hong Ruohai was as steady as a rock, and with a shake of his sword, he turned into a stunning sight and rushed towards the violent blade.

The two forces collided again, and this time, it was not just the surging air waves, but also the sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds gathered, and lightning flashed!

Every time they clashed, it was like the mountains were shaking and the earth was wailing.

Tiele's swordsmanship was heavy and violent, and each of his strikes seemed to be able to split mountains and rivers, while Hong Ruohai's sword was powerful and unstoppable, like a dragon soaring across the seas.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the two separated again, each retreating dozens of feet. The shadow of the yak on Tiele's body became more solid, and a ferocious light flashed in his eyes, while Hong Ruohai was full of blood and energy, as if he had turned into a god of war, not afraid of life and death, but only knowing how to move forward.

The two armies below had already been affected by this horrific battle. Even the well-trained Northern Frontier Army and Northern Barbarians' elite soldiers were staggering in the aftermath. War horses neighed in fear, and the soldiers were either knocked over by the air waves or forced to interrupt the battle to avoid this disaster from the sky.

"If you want to go crazy, I will go crazy with you till the end!"

Tiele laughed loudly and swung his sword again. The sword light was like a dragon, cutting through the sky.

Hong Ruohai sneered and swept his sword across. The sword light was as fast as lightning, interweaving with the knife light, making it difficult to tell the winner. The two fought so hard that they had forgotten about life and death and only wanted to fight to the end.

The battle between the two became more and more intense. The sky seemed to be torn apart, and lightning formed by the interweaving of swords and sabers kept falling, even adding a doomsday atmosphere to the battle.

Fu Qingzhou's warhorse had its legs cut off by the Northern Barbarians and fell to the ground. He also picked up his saber, changed from a cavalryman to an infantryman, and advanced forward and backward on the battlefield.

With his current strength, even if he only uses the ability of the ninth level of martial arts, he will be invincible on the battlefield.

In a few moments, he was covered in blood - of course, it was all the enemy's blood.

At this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and landed beside him, blowing up a cloud of dust on the ground near his feet, which startled him and made him stop wielding his sword.

At this time, Fu Qingzhou discovered that the fighting around him was no longer as fierce as before.

Both the Northern Frontier Army and the Northern Barbarian Army raised their heads and looked towards the sky, looking at the two commanders engaged in a fierce battle.

Many people stood very close to the enemy, but forgot to raise their swords to attack.

There was no other reason, the fight between the two people in the sky was just... so beautiful.

It is a bit strange to use the word "beautiful" to describe the two most powerful and domineering Xuanxing masters in the world, but it is also the fact.

There were no fancy moves or complicated techniques. The two simply mobilized all their strength and wielded their weapons. Every sword and every knife was designed to smash the opponent to death!
This is the purest power struggle, violence to the extreme.

How can something that is perfect not be beautiful?

Fu Qingzhou also stopped his knife and looked up.

"Now, if I get hit by any of their swords or knives, I'm afraid I'll be crippled."

He sighed: "How terrible..."

At this moment, Hong Ruohai and Tiele fought with swords again, but this time, something strange happened!

I only heard a local voice...

In this collision, Tiele's sword suddenly broke into two pieces, flew down, and stabbed heavily into the ground!
Wow!
Hundreds of thousands of Northern Frontier troops suddenly burst into thunderous cheers!
"Hahahahaha!"

Hong Ruohai laughed and said, "It seems that my sword is still useful!"

Tiele gritted his teeth, looking hateful.

He did not accuse the other side of relying on the advantage of weapons... On the battlefield, victory is everything, and such words are meaningless.

"Shamans!"

Tiele said loudly: "Help me to possess the beast spirit!"

Hong Ruohai sneered: "Finally using your trump card..."

He lowered his head, and in just a moment, he accurately found Fu Qingzhou on the battlefield.

Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly at him.

So Hong Ruohai raised his head, looked at Tiele, and laughed: "It's useless even if you turn into a pig or a dog! Come again!"

(End of this chapter)