The width of Jiangxin Island and the floating bridge connecting each other can effectively limit the Northern Army to break through the natural dangers of the Yangtze River when fighting back.

But on the other hand, if the Southern Army wants to attack at night, it can only go to the sandbank in the middle of the river, which will also limit the speed of the Southern Army's advance. The King of Huainan opened the trump card and personally led the Hundred Battle Army who had been prepared to rush to the enemy camp.

But it also takes time for 30,000 people to pass through the Shazhou Island.

The night attack tonight has begun, and the chaos in the Northern Army camp has begun to spread. The Tiance Army Yaoguang Guard on the flanks, coupled with the Bai Zhan Army who are becoming more and more brave and bloody battles.

Tens of thousands of Northern Army soldiers were like being sandwiched between iron felt forged hammers, repeatedly beating.

However, it is not that easy to defeat them.

It will take time.

While the two armies were in battle, the chaotic battle between masters and evil was also unfolding at the same time.

Wuyang Zhenren and the people of the Jianghu Lake mixed in the army and rushed into the camp of the Northern Army, set fire everywhere, attacked the generals and schoolmen, and fought against the demon sect masters who were used by the Northern Army to protect the generals and schoolmen in the dark.

There is nothing to say on both sides.

The frictions from Suzhou have been against each other in Xiaoxiang, and the war in Luoyang has begun until it is pushed into the current night.

In more than two years, there has been no room for change between the righteous and the Demon Cult.

No one was thinking about turning things around at all, just like two bloodthirsty beasts driven by the world's general trend.

Tonight, they were sent into an iron cage, and no one would stop before stabbing their fangs into each other's blood vessels, tearing open their throats, and destroying the enemy's last breath.

In the center of the Daying, where chaos on both sides had not yet been affected, the confrontation between the Northern Dynasties and the Southern Dynasties had reached its climax.

The old monk Yuanwu broke the rear alone and relied on his strong defense to win enough time for the envoys of the Southern Dynasty. After Weihou and Yelu Wan withdrew, facing the violent bombing of a group of Tongwu masters, the Iron Palate Dragon Turtle finally began a fierce counterattack.

"Ao"

Amid the faint vague sound of the dragon roar, the heavy Zen sticks lifted up, easily pushing away the two cooked copper sticks that came in front of him. The old monk exhaled and the Buddhist true energy poured into the Zen stick.

As the Qionglong rotates at high speed, the nine black rings hanging on the Zen Staff flew out loudly.

The nine rings that looked just decorations turned into nine heavy punches with the blessing of true energy, and were hitting the Tongwu master who could not move.

It was fast and fierce, and the impact was like a collision between mountains and rocks, and the ice chips were flying everywhere.

The two masters closest to Yuanwu are even more like a heavy date. The Buddhist internal strength is not so many twists and turns, but pure strength. The moment the true energy enters the body, their clothes burst and their weapons come out.

Offense and defense are imbalanced, and there are big flaws.

The black dragon attacked faster, just like a dragon turtle protruding its head and biting it hard with its steel teeth. The head of the Zen staff gently tapped the two men, and the dragonfly blew the water, but it made the two bodies burst open like water capsules.

Blood spilled, and the demon died.

"Clang"

The dragon rod was tapped on the ground, allowing the frozen gravel soil to spread outwards.

The nine rings were like returning swallows again. They returned to the Zen stick and brought a crisp impact. The old monk held the stick in his right hand, raised his left hand, and slowly lowered his robes and monk's robe.

The white hair and white eyebrows were hit by the energy and fell down again.

"Amitabha."

He chanted the Buddha's name like this, and stood on the battlefield where the cold wind was howling and snowflakes were dotted. The external air shield was already full of holes, and there were also frost scars on the chest, waist and abdomen of the monk's robe.

On the other hand, Gao Xing was not hit by Qiulong, nor was there any obvious injuries.

He only focuses on guarding and counterattacking, and lacks killing, and is still slightly inferior to the collision of peerless masters without any hesitation.

"Tonight, I will break your turtle shell!"

Happy grabbed the bone knife, his tone was gloomy, and the white cold air sighed from his mouth. He was really moving, and the ice ridges were covered with ice everywhere. Under his arms, he was like the legendary long white demon spirit, with sharp ice cones wrapped around his fingers.

But facing the threat of happiness, the old monk Yuanwu looked calm.

If you dare to come tonight, you have already put your life and death aside.

"I don't see the poison, Yang Tao donor, I feel a little regretful."

The old monk coughed, and his bright eyes glanced at him happily. He said in a gentle tone between the cracks in the body-protecting true energy being quickly filled:

"Just relying on the happy donor, I'm afraid it's a little bit short of it if I want to break up the Imperial Guard."

"Oh"

He chuckled happily, as if he was really going to say trash again, but the cold air surrounding more than ten feet suddenly gathered, and even the frost covered on the ground disappeared in this moment.

He raised his left hand and flicked it gently, and a white light shone, like a white rainbow piercing the sun. Monk Yuanwu retreated quickly, but he could no longer dodge.

The light flashed too fast.

In just a moment, it hit Monk Yuanwu's protective shield.

"Click, click"

The sound of the frozen ice sounded like a strange worm. Under the cold air, Monk Yuanwu, along with the Zen Staff, had been frozen all over the place.

It is like a gorgeous ice flower, blooming on this old monk.

cold!

Extreme cold is like the cold air melting into gas from all directions, first freezing the heart orifices, then extending the meridian acupoints and freezing all the way to kill vitality.

In less than a moment, the old monk moved backward completely blocked from slow motion.

His flying white eyebrows and white beards, and his monk's robe were also frozen in the ice that spread rapidly. At this last moment, the old monk had no time to block the dragon's staff horizontally in front of him, as if he wanted to resist this deadly disaster.

Frozen for thousands of miles!

I am glad that this move can break the city wall, which is almost a magical martial art.

"This magic was originally left for Ren Hao, but I won't lose money when I use it to kill you, the old monk!"

Gao Xing watched the ice flowers gather quickly. Monk Yuanwu, who was frozen in the cold eyes, had a trace of shock and surprise on his face, his body was frozen, and the ice was broken.

The tenacious body of Monk Yuanwu, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, was also shattered together.

"Swish"

A tall black shadow swept into the spot from the night.

Ren Hao galloped over.

But it was still one step late after all.

He saw the old monk Yuanwu who had been hit by the frozen thousands of miles at a glance, and wanted to go forward to rescue him, but he happily smiled cruelly and viciously. As his fingers flicked, there was a sound of rupture and it sounded from the ice sculpture.

The scene that happened in Luoyang and the Badu city wall will also reappear in this dark night, representing that a Tianbang will fall in the decency.

I was happy that I had seen that scene, and there was a smile of a sure win in his gray eyes.

"Bang"

Ice chips flew everywhere, and the ice sculptures exploded and shattered, and bursts of frozen mist turned into low-temperature white smoke, blocking everything in the field as millions of debris danced.

That old turtle is dead!

I was happy to think of this and felt quite happy.

But what followed was two heavy punches pierced from the frozen fog, the black Tianji Wuchang fist gloves covering Ren Hao's closed fists.

The speed is seven minutes faster than before.

Sacrifice yourself!

The blessing of the three-point self-sacrifice makes Ren Hao's already peerless martial arts even more deadly at this moment.

Liangyi Shenfu rushed over and over, and he even had a happy reaction.

The left fist hit the heavy cold air gathered around the national master, and broke through the protective energy with one blow. The second fist followed closely. The angry dragon went out to sea and attacked the deadly. Tianji Wuchang stabbed the fist blade on Ren Hao's fist.

Three silver-white pointed cones were highlighted on the front of the glove.

"Bang"

The ground shakes, and the ice armor annihilates.

The soil under Ren Hao's feet was sunk three inches, and his energy was flying all over his body. Gao Xing was hit in the chest by the force of this punch, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and his whole body was covered with the ground in front of Ren Hao.

The leader's fist power penetrated through his body, and the Liangyi fist power was hitting the strong earth.

After the cold soil exploded and in the gap, there was an impact-type depression pit three zhang in radius and ten zhang deep in front of Ren Hao.

I was happy and lying at the bottom of the pit.

The thick ice cubes wrapped around his body, like ice protection.

But above the ice layer, there were layers of cracks, like thick glass about to break.

The body, which was not like ordinary people, was torn apart by this punch, and the chest was covered with miserable blood, but the wound was then frozen by the cold winter to avoid internal injuries.

However, the uneven chest means that he has been attacked by Ren Hao's attack, breaking his sternum, and there is a pale stubble in the ice, which pierces out of the flesh and blood.

If the cold air of the snow has not been greatly improved, it will take time for the ice to protect the body.

This punch was enough to kill him!

The joy of being frozen in the ice layer was still filled with a hint of astonishment and confusion in his gray eyes.
To be continued...