As he pointed with his finger, a hurricane suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. With Yang Xuan as the center, it instantly gathered and pointed at Zuo Qing Hou at the same time.
A hint of shock appeared on Zuo Qing Hou's face when he saw the sudden finger attack. But then, his shock turned into a cold smile and murderous intent.
"Bai Qi! Just in time! " He laughed wildly. The dark red long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, but in the next moment, it appeared in front of him and stabbed straight at him.
As the sword stabbed out, countless soldiers in black armor and mounted on war horses appeared in front of Yang Xuan. They let out earth-shattering roars, then charged at Yang Xuan in unison.
The weather between heaven and earth suddenly changed. Violent winds blew and huge waves several meters high rose from the lake, as if they wanted to drown heaven and earth.
The Falling Goose Pavilion, which had existed for who knows how many years, was instantly destroyed. It turned into countless broken walls and scattered in all directions.
Strangely, horse hoof prints appeared on the ground around them, as if there really were countless war horses charging across the ground.
The ground shook and countless bottomless cracks appeared in the ground around the two of them.
The short-haired young man, who had already fled, turned his head back to look. Shock appeared in his eyes, and his body slowed down.
"Break the array!"
Zuo Qing Hou had a cold smile on his face. Those two words seemed to come from the mouth of the thousands of soldiers and horses that suddenly appeared. In an instant, Zuo Qing Hou's aura rose again, as if it was going to tear the space apart.
Boom!
The sword and the finger finally collided.
There was no sound. Time seemed to have stopped in that instant.
Liu Wei Shuang slightly straightened her body and gently waved her sleeves, dispersing the huge waves. Then, she stared unblinkingly at the shore.
The elderly man with the little girl moved slightly and actually jumped onto a large tree. As his robes fluttered, he stared unblinkingly in the direction of the Falling Goose Pavilion.
The short-haired young man turned back and looked at the place where the two of them were fighting in utter shock.
The tip of the sword and the fingertip touched. Space strangely stilled, and the thousands of soldiers and horses froze, each maintaining their own movements.
The sneer on Zuo Qing Hou's face suddenly disappeared. It turned into disbelief and shock, even a hint of fear.
The next moment, a heavy-armored knight beside him suddenly turned into a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.
As if sending out some sort of signal, the countless heavily-armored knights on their horses suddenly began to age and die as if they had lived through thousands of years. In the end, they decayed and turned into dust.
The decay spread, and in the blink of an eye, the army was completely wiped out.
The moment the army disappeared, Zuo Qing Hou let out a muffled groan as he staggered backward. His face was abnormally pale.
His face was full of shock, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"This is impossible!" His voice seemed to be trembling.
"Dao Breaker? Dao Breaking? How is this possible? " Liu Weishuang's eyes widened in shock. She looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief and scanned Yang Xuan's body nonstop.
The old man with the little girl was also shocked. He murmured, "Broken Dao, broken Dao, Zuo Qing Hou's Dao was broken? Who is he? "
The short-haired young man was stunned on the spot. One word floated into his mind: Broken Dao!
"Broken Dao? Impossible! "He muttered to himself, as if he had completely forgotten that he was almost killed by Zuo Qing Hou.
Zuo Qing Hou staggered backward. After he steadied himself, he looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief. His chest heaved. "This is impossible, Yang Xuan. This is impossible. How could you break my Dao? How is this possible? "
At the same time, Yang Xuan's chest also heaved slightly. It was definitely not easy for him to use that finger.
Yang Xuan didn't answer Zuo Qing Hou's question. After he circulated the spiritual energy in his body, he suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already above Zuo Qing Hou's head.
"Die!" He softly said, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
As soon as he spoke, he pointed again. Life and Death Calamity.
One side was life, the other side was death. Life and Death became calamity, calamity broke life and death!
Before Zuo Qing Hou could recover from his shock, Yang Xuan had already pointed at him again.
In the face of Yang Xuan's attack, Zuo Qing Hou didn't have time to recover from the shock on his face. He suddenly raised the long sword in his hand.
"I don't believe it. My Dao is invincible." Zuo Qing Hou let out an earth-shattering roar. His sword turned into lightning and directly charged at Yang Xuan.
Crack!
A bolt of lightning seemed to suddenly appear between heaven and earth. The gigantic bolt of lightning connected heaven and earth, as if it wanted to split the world in half.
Lightning flashed on the black-red long saber, producing deafening crackling sounds.
"General Slayer!" Liu Wei Shuang's eyes flashed with a strange light. "It's actually a General Slayer attack. Zuo Qing Hou is going all out," she softly said.
The old man standing on top of the tree muttered to himself, "General Slayer? Zuo Qing Hou was actually forced to this point? "
Lightning flashed across the sky and destroyed the world. The magnificent army with thousands of men and horses appeared once again, surrounding Yang Xuan. Their long spears stood in great numbers, and in an instant, they stabbed at Yang Xuan.
However, the real killer wasn't the long spears, but the sword hidden among the long spears. It was a dark red sword that still had lightning twining around it.
In that moment, Yang Xuan was like a general who had fallen into the enemy's camp, fighting all by himself.
A pressure that could topple mountains and overturn seas assaulted him. Yang Xuan's bones creaked, as if they couldn't bear the enormous pressure.
"I want you dead!" Zuo Qing Hou's face was full of malevolence. His long sword crossed the final distance and stabbed at Yang Xuan.
In the face of Zuo Qing Hou's all-out attack, Yang Xuan pressed his left hand against his right hand. In an instant, his right hand's index finger switched to his thumb, and he fiercely pressed forward.
"Life or death, choose for yourself!" He said. His voice was low, but when it reached Zuo Qing Hou's ears, it was no different from a sudden clap of thunder.
Liu Weishuang let out a soft sigh, then turned to Jin Chengfeng, who was still in a daze. "Zuo Qing Hou has lost. His Dao has been broken. He's no match for Bai Qi," she said.
A look of curiosity appeared on the face of the old man with the little girl. He muttered, "Bai Qi? Young people these days are more powerful than the last. He actually managed to break Zuo Qing Hou's Dao. It looks like he won't even be able to keep his life. Amazing. "
The sudden clap of thunder and lightning dissipated. The long spear that stabbed at Yang Xuan stopped less than an inch away from Yang Xuan. Then, it turned into an afterimage and drifted away with the wind.
The dark red long sword broke inch by inch with the sound of metal clashing. Before it fell to the ground, it had already disappeared without a trace.
Zuo Qing Hou's face was full of shock and even fear. A sense of danger that he hadn't felt in a long time made his entire body turn ice-cold.
After his Dao was broken, he couldn't even maintain his state of mind.
Yang Xuan's eyes were ice-cold. After he destroyed Zuo Qing Hou's long sword with his thumb, he resolutely pointed it between Zuo Qing Hou's brows with boundless murderous intent.
"Zuo Qing Hou is finished!" Liu Weishuang made her final judgment. "Even if he doesn't die this time, his Dao has been broken. If he wants to cultivate again in the future, it won't be something that can be done overnight."
The old man jumped down from the tree, then gently held the little girl's hand. "Sigh … Another acquaintance is about to die. My heart feels so cold."
The situation on the field changed in an instant. Who would have thought that Zuo Qing Hou would be defeated in the end? At that very moment, the short-haired young man looked extremely excited.
"Zuo Qing Hou, to think that you would have such a day!" He muttered, his eyes flashing with hatred.
Just when everyone thought that Zuo Qing Hou was about to lose and die, he suddenly let out a piercing shriek.
Liu Weishuang was stunned. Her gaze instantly crossed the surface of the lake and fell on the water by the lakeside.
The old man who held the little girl's hand was also stunned. He actually let go of the little girl's hand, then jumped back onto the tree.
"There's still someone else?" He was a little surprised.
The piercing shriek rang out and the lake water exploded. Amidst the waves that filled the sky, a fist came crashing down towards Yang Xuan with an unstoppable momentum.
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