Daomen Invasion

A few whistle sounded in the distance, and the ten soldiers blocking the road said to Smith: "It turns out to be a student of Lord Asla, please."

Smith smiled, nodded, then greeted Su Xue, urged the deer, and rushed forward.

His speed was extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, he passed by the ten soldiers.

Ten soldiers watched this stern young boy flash by, and his heart was involuntarily painful, as if stabbed by something.

The snow was blowing, and the teenager's figure disappeared quickly, but the ten soldiers trembled in place.

Smith was young, but his mind was delicate, and it was sword repair, and his eyes could not contain sand.

The opponent intercepted himself to show his might.

Even if the teacher's official position is even greater, they must use the system to suppress.

How could Jianxiu suffer from this kind of indifference, but Smith was not impulsive, but the sword was sent to the opponent's heart, where could these ten soldiers resist.

Stopping yourself is not a problem, but the badge on your chest is a gift from the master.

With a smile on the corner of Smith's mouth, the crotch deer was urged to the extreme, and the sound of the hoof still resounded through the snow.

All the way to the position where the Chinese army camped, Smith jumped off the deer from a distance, and ran towards the Xiahe.

"Teacher!" Smith yelled.

Xia He laughed and didn't spend much time with this child, but his intimacy was completely from his heart.

It seems that his hard work is not in vain, is a sensible child.

Smith was about to bow down and was pulled up by Xiahe.

"Let me see it, it has grown a lot, it seems that the food at Storm Point is good." Xiahe pinched Smith's bones up and down. The child's development was good. .

"Teacher, I am nineteen." Smith said proudly.

Xiahe slapped **** his head, and the people around him were surprised to see that in the laughter and curse of Xiahe, the young swordsman broke through the level and moved to level 20.

Smith felt his soul oscillate. In the sea of ​​souls, a vague idea quickly formed and grew, as if it were a baby, after a few breaths, it turned into a teenager.

Yin God!

Xia Hexin said that Freya's suppression was so good that he could see himself before breaking through the realm of Yin and Shen. The foundation is not vain, better than when Medirelli ran to herself.

If Medirli hadn't followed her, I'm afraid the road had also gone wrong, and she would never become a legend in this world.

"Adult." Su Xue bowed to the side.

"You're here, it's fine." Xiahe looked at Su Xue. This **** will be tall and strong in appearance, and the rest are ordinary. His face is covered with a mask, and he can't see any momentum.

However, these five gods, Freya's investment is not small, and the growth is extremely high.

She is not planning to make more gods now, and the cost of training these five is not small.

Only a temporary break, no barracks were built, the surrounding ice wall was raised, and the cart was surrounded. The magician helped to raise the earth stove again, burning coal fire, hot water and food. There are only two cars on Xiahe's side, but the ice wall was built separately. The county king asked for twenty Trojan horses and did not come to harass.

On Xiahe's side, sitting around a few fires, he asked Smith: "Did you learn the sword code?"

"Study, without saying a word."

"That's good. I can learn the following things afterwards. Only then, did you release the sword to hurt someone?"

"Yes, they stopped me and clearly saw the badge and refused to let it go."

"Good job." Xiahe didn't point out how Smith specifically, each sword repair has a different treatment method, if Medierli, it is estimated that he will kill.

"I'm still afraid to cause trouble to the teacher, alas ..."

"It doesn't matter, you can restrain yourself. The path of your swordsmanship is different from that of Medirelli. Don't change it deliberately."

When Xiahe finished speaking, he looked back at Su Xue and asked, "Why are you here too?"

"Back to Master, Lord Freya let me follow you first."

"What about her?"

"I took the two generals back to the storm corner and said that there are important things to do."

"I see, did you bring anything yourself?"

"Twelve gold medals can summon twelve generals." Su Xue replied. Xiahe naturally understood. Su Xue is now the strongest epic under the legend, and may only be worse than the magician like Long. He summoned a little god, which Freya originally intended to make.

But her five **** generals have all become marshal ranks.

Each gold medal is an epic equivalent to Xiahe's level. As for Suxue, they were designed according to the commander's ideas, and they were intelligent and powerful, and could lead soldiers to fight alone. Su Xue has twelve gold medals, and each little **** will be able to command at least three thousand soldiers.

In fact, it is too wasteful to let the gods fight in person. They are the best commanders.

However, Daomen ’s commanders are usually very strong, initially to avoid being assassinated. Later it became a tradition, and its own weak commander did not exist in the Daomen.

Xiahe didn't expect his **** to have reached this level, and when he was released, he was the commander of more than 30,000 soldiers.

It's not very appropriate to go exploring with yourself.

But let's follow it, the twelve little generals have good combat effectiveness and can save lives at the critical moment.

"teacher……"

"You haven't grown up yet. The sword can't be shaped, so let's use it first." Xiahe knew what Smith was going to say. Medielli had a good sword.

Smith blushed and said, "I just think my sword is too light."

Xiahe also froze, saying, "How much lighter?"

"It's just two times four, five, two, four times." Smith said a very precise number.

As soon as Xiahe reached out, the long sword in Smith's waist fell into his hand. He weighed it a little, and he used it to sink a little.

"Wait first, the sword can be used with a heavy weight, but not the bigger the better. After two months, I will give you the right sword."

"Yes." Smith frowned.

The charcoal fire sprang up from the old high, some students brought the hot soup, Xiahe picked it up and handed it to Smith. Smith blew it with the most blow, and slurped down.

The eyes of the students are straight, although the soup is not hot, but it is also very hot.

Smith touched his mouth, gave him the empty bowl and said thank you.

Xia Hexin said that he finally had a polite student. Medelly was either indifferent or too sharp. When not speaking, others thought she was an iceberg. When speaking, she became a knife mountain.

In the final analysis, she did not look at many people, and she showed it.

When you are not acting, you don't want to cause yourself trouble.

"Okay, let's not talk about our things, Smith, this time I took the students out to do the trial mission. The trial mission was changed to explore the underground world. But ..."

Xiahe glanced around, where he rested, and the people without the county king were all far away.

"A lot of things about the county king are hiding from the academy, which is strange, so ... this time, who can find the secret of the county king, I will give the reward separately."

There are professors and lecturers all around, and after hearing Xiahe's words, she was a little excited.

Everyone knows that Asla's stuff is good, and often is the only one. He may be the best young mage in the empire in the past decade, and one of the richest.

Do n’t say anything that is too precious, it is his kind of space badge, which is an enviable thing.

"Teacher, do I have to do the task?"

"You don't have to. Our main responsibility is to protect students when they are really in danger."

"I get it." Smith doesn't dispute. He doesn't need to do any tasks in relation to Xiahe. This kind of teacher-student relationship is in the empire.

"Principal, what should I do if I get into trouble when I find out about the news?" A professor couldn't help asking. He is responsible for the safety of the students. This spying intelligence task has a higher chance of encountering danger than it is to detect demons.

"Of course, the interests of the academy are of paramount importance. Isn't this the case for the entire empire?"

Xiahe's big hat is really heavy, and it's justified.

Both the professor and the lecturer understood Xia He's meaning. If someone threatened the safety of the students, they would be killed. Mainly because they were born in a small place, the status of the Tenth Magic Academy is not high. If you are a teacher of the nine universities, you will never ask this question.

Xiahe has no choice, his prestige is not high enough. So the following people will ask such words.

"Principal, Goth asks for advice." The student in charge over there came to Xiahe Road.

"Why are you so rude, please invite him over!" Xiahe reprimanded loudly, but with a smile on his face. Who told them to stop their students, now they are retaliated.

Goth was not embarrassed. He calmly came to Xiahe and gave Xiahe a salute.

"Sit down, what are you looking for me for?"

"Master Marquis, I plan to march in a hurry in the next days. I don't know ..."

"What's wrong with the march?" Xiahe looked puzzled.

"I'm afraid the students can't keep up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Gothic Road.

Xia Hexin said, although you run, you can't keep up with my loss. The speed of the cart in the wind and snow is certain, and it cannot be faster. So I want to know if I must follow the army of the king.

Xiahe smiled and said, "Or shall we separate?"

"I don't mean this!" Goth said anxiously: "I'm worried about affecting the combat effectiveness of the students."

"I heard for the first time that an urgent march can affect the magician's combat effectiveness." Xia He looked at him, and the Gothic face did not change color.

"Just marching, from morning till night, the meals must be on the mount. The students are still young in this ice and snow ..."

"Otherwise, let's make a bet, don't bet too much to see who goes to the underground world first, how about five million gold coins? I think His Highness, the County King, does not lack this money.

Goth vomiting blood, but not five million gold coins?

If five hundred gold coins, he would bet. For five million, it would be okay to sell him.