Great Yinxian Dynasty

The golden-eyed Taoist's strange art obviously exceeded everyone's expectations. It was too fast, almost inconceivable. The opponent had no resistance at all and was killed in seconds. Everyone present looked at the golden-eyed Taoist with different eyes. Unexpectedly, this old solid wood guy on weekdays was so vicious.

Facing Nanban's opposition, Iron Wolf coughed slightly: "This is the battlefield. The battle has already begun the moment you stand up, what do you think of the King?".

The Man King nodded and looked at the Da Zhou army with some caution. He didn't expect that there were so many masters in the army.

Taoist Xuanzaa walked out of the big formation lightly, his clothes fluttering like a fairy.

Alien art and Dao art are two different things. Dao art on the battlefield is backlashed by the power of blood evil, but alien art does not have this defect.

"Poverty Xuan Zha, please enlighten me from Nanban."

"I'll be with you for a while."

A southern barbarian officer walked out of the battlefield with a big gun, and pointed the tip of the gun at Taoist Xuanzaa.

Taoist "Ah" Xuanzaa punched the house's nose with a punch. No blood flowed out. Instead, he saw a stream of yellow brilliance turn out and shot at which general with lightning speed.

The barbarians burst into laughter: "This guy is so stupid in his cultivation. Instead of hitting the enemy, he punches himself first, so stupid."

"The mind of practicing cultivation is confused."

"Yes, it is."

A group of barbarian soldiers talked a lot, the rain master and the barbarian king did not laugh, and even the gloomy faces dripped water.

All the soldiers saw Taoist Xuanzaa and the barbaric general walking back after a few words, their sleeves fluttering without a cloud.

"The people in the Middle Territory are really courageous, and they dare not directly admit defeat to the enemy."

"That is, that is, why such a race occupies the rich midfield."

"We must kill the past and retake the middle domain."

"Shut up all to me" Man Wang roared. Everyone was silent.

"Let's see which general is doing well" Man Wang said to his guard.

The personal guards trot all the way to the general, who still maintained a grabbing posture, motionless like a statue.

"My lord. We have won, we can go back" the guard said with a laugh.

The barbarian's face was full of triumph. Everyone looked ugly on Da Zhou's side. Unexpectedly, this Taoist priest looked like a fairy tale, but became a deserter. Facing Nanban's gaze, the soldiers wanted to bury their heads in the soil.

Since ancient times, there have only been Dazhou soldiers who died in battle, and there have been no examples of running away without fighting.

Although everyone was afraid to accuse Taoist Xuanzaa because of Chen Jiu's face and power, the disdain in his eyes was very obvious.

Watching Chen Jiu and the three strangers still standing there calmly, as if everything around them had nothing to do with them.

The mood of the three of them makes you admire them.

there. In the center of the battlefield, the Guardian of the Barbarian King still did not react at all when he saw the soldiers who went into the battle. He walked over and gently pushed: "General, we have won, the Barbarian King would like you to go back."

Under this push, he fell to the ground and everyone was in an uproar: "What's the matter?"

"Can you tell me what's wrong?".

"Too strange".

The guard hurriedly stepped forward to support the body of the barbarian soldier, put his hand on his nose and touched it, and then panicked: "The barbarian king, this brother is dead."

"died?".

"impossible".

"Didn't that Taoist give up?"

"How could it be dead?"

The audience was in an uproar once this remark came out. Not only the barbarians did not believe, but even the soldiers on Dazhou's side showed unbelief.

"That Daoist punched himself and killed our warrior?".

"What's going on. My head is big."

Not only the soldiers didn't understand, but some soldiers with low eyesight also didn't understand. Only a few people could see the Xuanzha's voice made by Taoist Xuanzaa.

Man Wang looked gloomy: "I have lost three in a row. I can't lose anymore. The next player must send a master."

No matter what is going on, victory is a good thing anyway.

Chen Jiu nodded approvingly: "Mr. Xuanzaa's voice is getting more and more powerful. If you can practice to the extreme in the future, you can hook the entire Nanban soul at once."

"This kind of alien technique is quite against the sky, I don't know how long it will take to practice to achieve such a state" Taoist Xuanzaa sighed with emotion.

Chen Jiu didn't say much. Instead, he looked at the general Iron Wolf and won three consecutive games. Ling Tie Lang's dignified heart has also gone away a lot: "Which general is willing to go to the other party in the next game."

Soldiers look at me, I look at you. Three consecutive victories gave this group of people great confidence. A handsome teenager stood up: "General, I am willing to go."

"Well, the young hero of Liaoyuan, don't live up to the expectations of this general." Tie Lang's eyes were gentle, and it was clear that he had a good relationship with this young general.

The young general picked up a spear and walked out swaggeringly: "Which general is willing to fight with me?".

"I'll meet you." A man with two swords on his waist came out of the barbarian battle. The two swords were on the left and right, and both hands remained on the hilt.

"It's another strange weapon, it's actually a double knife. This knife has a weird shape, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with" Iron Wolf said.

Chen Jiu didn't speak, but watched quietly. The gambling battle naturally caused death and injury. If only one of the players died and the other one was not dead, then what else to bet on, just go straight to destroy the opponent.

"You Nanman is not small in size, but your skill is not so good. Today, this general took your life. Remember that this general is named Liaoyuan, and he is a partial general under the general."

This huge spear from far away made it like a dragon going out to sea.

The man on the opposite side was steady on his feet, avoiding, while observing the far-reaching routine.

After a while, the general sighed in relief: "I have been too careful. How could there be so many people in this world practising different arts".

It's easy to do without practicing the different arts. Man Jiang relaxes his tight heart. After avoiding more than 30 tricks, Liao Yuan said impatiently: "You generals will only evade and fail, dare you dare to take me. ".

A cunning light flashed in Man Jiang's eyes: "Okay, I'll take you."

Liaoyuan was overjoyed when he heard this, and suddenly changed his skills. The young barbarian's long sword came out of its sheath, and instantly cut through the sky with unmatched sword energy, and got into the flaws of Liaoyuan.

Liao Yuan was shocked, and suddenly the barrel of his gun slammed, blocking him, and caught the horrible one.

Experts know if there is any as soon as they take action, everyone can't help but squeeze a cold sweat for Liaoyuan.

The left-handed knife was caught, and the right-handed knife came again.

Liaoyuan didn't panic either, the spear was twisted, and the spear was divided into two sections, each holding two long swords.

At this time, the barbarian youth opposite smiled strangely: "Yes, good martial arts, but you met me today, otherwise you will be an iron wolf again in the future."

Without Liaoyuan, he wanted to understand what this sentence meant, but he felt a chill in his neck and his thinking fell into dimness.

"The hidden knife is actually a hidden knife. It's really despicable, Nanbaran despicable."

The soldiers of Da Zhou saw Liao Yuan's tragic death, and they all scolded.

The Barbarian King smiled slightly, nodded his head appreciatively at the barbarian youth, and turned to look at the Iron Wolf: "Iron General, this is the battlefield, no surprises, don't you have any comments."

Iron Wolf's face was green: "No objection, of course I have no objection to UU reading www.uukanshu.com."

Chen Jiu knew in his heart that it was really rare to see anyone practicing this kind of knife technique. The so-called hidden knife was to hide the knife somewhere in the body and urge it out at critical moments.

The young man on the opposite side of Nanban hid a knife in his mouth. The knife didn't need to be very large, but it was absolutely sharp. With the terrifying strength of blessing, it was enough to penetrate the human body and reverse the record in one fell swoop.

In Chen Jiu's opinion, this Southern Barbarian youth undoubtedly had a higher cultivation base than Liaoyuan, and he could kill Liaoyuan even without a hidden knife, but it took a long time and wasted more energy.

The death of a young talent in Da Zhou's battle was naturally everyone's grief. On the contrary, the opposite Nanman moved back to the game and all smiled.

Iron Wolf smiled coldly: "Don't be proud, we are still occupying the peak, it's still early, let's wait and see."

Man Wang nodded: "Yes, this gambling battle has just begun, no more appetizers."

While talking, he turned his head to look at the rain master: "I wonder if the genius of your tribe would like to hone it?". (To be continued) ()