Mirror of the Sky

Within a hundred paces of Zhang Huansheng, there were dozens of savage soldiers, and about 30% of them accidentally caught a glimpse of him being hit by the magic of the cultivator in the forest. Throwing it towards Zhang Huansheng, his brave and vicious tactics are truly terrifying.

Looking at the flying war knives that were rapidly spinning in all directions and turned into knife wheels, if they were ordinary human-level warriors who had been hit by the ground thrusting technique, they would only be terrified, but Zhang Huansheng did not even change his face. After spitting out a mouthful of bruised blood in his chest, he thought about summoning a hurricane to soar to avoid the blade of the savage soldiers in the forest.

But at this moment, a flaming mask suddenly unfolded from the air, protecting him inside like a crystal-clear crimson giant bowl upside down on the ground.

The war knives swirling around hit the wall of the hood, and instantly melted into a pool of lava-like iron juice that flowed down the hood.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Huansheng moved in his heart, and secretly dissipated his magical powers, letting his body continue to fall toward the wasteland.

Just when he was three feet off the ground, a big hand made of clay suddenly reached out from the ground and gently caught Zhang Huansheng's body.

After a few breaths of time, the mask disappeared and disappeared, the giant hand turned into a large mound, and a concerned and familiar voice was in the ear of Zhang Huansheng, who was sitting beside the mound: "The battle formation Life and death are impermanent, Brother Zhang, be careful."

Zhang Huansheng heard that and knew that Zhu Xiangyu saved him, stood up, turned to look behind the Yanhuang side, but did not find Zhu Xiangyu's slender figure for a while, but he still bowed his hands and saluted He answered in a loud voice: "Thank you Miss Taoyu for saving her, and I wrote it down." Then he rushed into the enemy line again.

After personally experiencing the tragic battle of the army, and suffering minor injuries due to careless distraction, Zhang Huansheng finally realized that no matter how inscrutable the exercises he cultivated, no matter how unpredictable his future achievements were, the cultivation in front of him was only a personal one. A martial artist of the fifth rank and a monk of the fourth rank may be killed by the enemy if he is careless.

Therefore, when he started again, he did not dare to continue to be distracted and secretly spy on Yuan Yaoyao, and concentrated all his energy on responding to the enemy. A small group of savage soldiers in the forest lined up in battle formations dashed away, killing each of them.

At the same time, after the initial discomfort, the cultivators and warriors on the Yanhuang side began to gradually adapt to the difference between fighting in the military formation and ordinary fighting methods and competitions, and more and more brought out their due strength.

Under such circumstances, relying on ferocious and evil techniques, the way of rushing to death in battle formations, and the savage soldiers in the forest, who fought on equal footing with cultivators Yanhuang and martial artists, naturally fell into a downward trend.

But even so, the two sides still fought until the sky above the moon, and they fought for two or three hours before finally deciding the winner.

At this time, in the forest, apart from the old eccentric who had reached the realm of heaven, who escaped unscathed, thousands of foot soldiers, cavalry soldiers, and dozens of cultivators were all desperate to death. in front of the squad.

On the Yanhuang side, at least 30% of the monks and warriors lost their lives, and the rest were more or less injured, but only Zhu Xiangyu was unscathed.

After the tragic victory, Shi Tianqing was suspended in the air, overlooking the devastation above the wilderness through the bright moonlight, he first sighed heavily, but then revealed a hint of joy, and muttered to himself: " All these heads and flags are enough."

While Shi Tianqing was speaking, after his short and thin junior brother personally searched the battlefield, he soared into the air in a pool of blood, and slowly flew to Shi Tianqing's side, and said in a pale and deep voice: "Senior brother, by this Yan Huang Shuli, who was captured by the barbarian army in the forest, I counted a total of more than 35,000 people, but none of them were rescued alive."

"I've already thought about this kind of thing," Shi Tianqing said after a long silence, "but the two evils are the lesser of the two, and such a result is helpless.

Anyway, since these Shu Li were captured by the barbarians in the forest, they will not die today because of our pursuit. In the future, life is not as good as death, and it is better to escape early. "

Hearing these words, the short and thin old man sighed: "I also know this truth, if you want to be scruples and protect the safety of those prisoners, and fight against the savage army in the forest, I am afraid that the whole army will be wiped out now. will be replaced by us.

But the truth is the truth. Tens of thousands of Shuli died in front of me with incomplete bones. The realm of the spiritual platform that I have cultivated for more than a hundred years is also, also, alas, forget it, in short, for the survival of the sect, who will go to **** if I don’t go to hell! "

"Junior brother has such loyalty, but the thought is that he can't get through for the time being, and he will definitely be able to clean up the spiritual platform again in the future," Shi Tianqing said with a bitter expression: "I will cut off the heads of these savage soldiers in the woods and collect them together with the flag. In the bag, there is enough to build a shocking Jingguan under my Ahan Mountain Gate.

In this way, the superior can respond to King Xu who issued the edict, and the inferior can win the hearts of the common people of the Xu country, and ensure the prosperity of the inheritance.

We can also be considered to the sect, and have explained something..."

While the two were sighing and chatting in the air, Zhang Yusheng, who was sitting on the ground, took a few healing pills, and felt that the churning blood was gradually calmed down, and the stinging pain in his chest was relieved, so he began to look around wanting. Found the trace of Yuan Yaoyao.

After half a cup of tea~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When he finally saw where Yuan Yaoyao was, he immediately stood up, walked to Yuan Yaoyao's side, and said, "Zhang You in Xiaqiuchun Academy. Xu, I have seen the disciples of the True Monarch Xiansheng..."

Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, Yuan Yaoyao waved his hand solemnly and interrupted: "Hold on, hold on, fellow Daoist don't call me a disciple of the true monarch when you hear that I am from the "True Monarch Palace" in Guanjiangkou .

It needs to be known that Xiansheng Zhenjun was born in the Middle Ages, and his status in Guanjiangkou is actually like that of the Son of Heaven in Yanhuangxia and Xiaqi. . "

Zhang Huansheng bowed his hands apologetically and said: "Guanjiangkou is thousands of miles away from the Yanhuang Middle Territory, and it is a self-contained system. I am ignorant and ignorant. I only heard about it in the legends. It is the place where the sage and the real monarch rule.

And "True Monarch Palace" is to replace the real monarch to control the court and government of Guanjiangkou, so I think that they are one, and the "True Monarch Palace" can naturally be called a manifested true monarch..."

After listening to Zhang Huansheng's explanation, Yuan Yaoyao interrupted him again and said, "Guanjiangkou is completely different from Yanhuang's system, so fellow Daoists should stop guessing, just tell me what you have to do to find me? "