Mystery Descends: My Exchanges Are Not Equal

Brother Yeluxiu coughed up big mouthfuls of blood foam, his eyes were all black.

On the other side, just as Wang Teng was about to rush forward, elite Liao soldiers rushed out of the crowd, and at least five spears rushed towards Wang Teng!

"Boom~!" "Boom~!" "Boom~!"

The sound of poking the ground sounded one after another, blood and mud splashed everywhere, and the spear passed by Wang Teng's wooden armor.

Before Wang Teng could react, these spears raised upwards, intending to lift Wang Teng's body into the air.

With a poke of his toe, Wang Teng picked up Brother Yeluxiu's long sword into his hand.

With a wave of his right arm, the long sword roared and danced around, several long spears broke one after another, and the heads of the spears flew horizontally.

An elite Liao soldier was suddenly slashed, and he used too much force, and his center of gravity was unstable and he leaned forward. His whole body was cut off by Wang Teng halfway, blood was dripping all over the ground, and he was still steaming.

Wang Teng stomped on the half of the corpse's head and looked up.

Brother Yeluxiu, the thick green aura engulfed him fiercely, and from time to time, gray and black aura burst out.

Suddenly, Yeluxiu, who was in a green aura, rolled out, his face was covered in blood, and he lost his red-tasseled helmet somewhere.

But when he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he turned back from the gate of hell.

Withered trees are in spring!

At this moment, Wang Teng's murderous intent became stronger.

Every spring? Just kill it again!

He was clearly in a panic, but Brother Yeluxiu didn't panic too much. He wiped the dirt off his face and smiled coldly at Wang Teng.

The next moment, behind him, a giant over two meters tall slowly stood up.

I saw that this person was wrapped in bronze armor, with black and white talisman paper pasted on it, and even his face was firmly covered.

In the position of his eyes, two rows of copper coins hang down.

He held a black halberd in his left and right hands, and a soaring corpse smell permeated from the armor on his body.

Even the elite of the Liao army showed fear after seeing this person.

To them, this guy is the most terrifying monster, or...

spirits!

The power of ghosts and gods!

It's that black-robed Taoist priest again!

Wang Teng gazed at him, his overall combat power was 2022 points!

The ghosts and gods are about to charge,

His eyes were extremely numb.

"I finally wake up, I can't remember how many years, I can breathe such fresh air!"

...

Wang Teng raised the wine jar in his hand, and above the wooden armor, flames were steaming, blown by the salty breeze.

...

"In the long river of time, I crushed countless heads. They seem to be just ordinary mortals. Alas~! They are really cowardly generals and emperors."

...

Wang Teng's eyes are indifferent, his muscles and bones are screaming, his strength, physique, agility, and spirit are soaring!

...

"I can't remember the names of those people, but they all call me...the grandson of Yinggou!"

...

Wang Teng looked at the giant corpse in front of him with distaste, and wrapped a sword flower in his weapon, and then tried to jump high, as if he was adapting to something.

...

"I really don't want to kill people, it doesn't make any sense, but how can they understand a defeat..."

"Pfft~!"

A sharp blade was inserted into the bronze armor.

"Puff~!" "Puff~!"

...

A black withered arm flew upside down in the air, without even a drop of blood.

The black halberd swirled in the air, and plunged into the soil with a puff.

The body of ghosts and gods had its arms cut off by a sword, and its haggard body was wrapped in heavy bronze armor. It thumped back and smashed many elite Liao soldiers before stopping in front of a tent.

It was furious, this human being dared to sneak attack him!

But the next moment, ghosts and gods trembled.

What caught its eyes was a blue-red figure and a shining long sword.

"Is it fun to talk big?"

"The grandson of Yinggou?"

"Defeat?"

"Do you want to improvise and read another poem?"

As Wang Teng spoke, the long sword in his palm pointed directly at ghosts and gods.

"Don't read it? Then go to sleep!"

The long sword slid down, and this zombie with 2022 points of combat power was cut into pieces like a block of tofu.

In the eyes of ghosts and gods, the last trace of fear flashed, and they closed their eyes forever!

[Successfully killed the grand master character! Comprehensively get +1800 experience points! 】

Fuck~!

Great master figure!

Directly obtained 1800 experience points!

And everyone was shocked on the spot, their faces full of disbelief.

"kill him!"

Even Liao King Yelu Hongji's face changed wildly, and he issued the final military order.

All kinds of elite Liao soldiers waved their swords while shouting, and rushed towards Wang Teng.

A heavy fence of human flesh blocked Wang Teng.

But under the brilliance of the long sword, people and armor were shattered, their muscles and bones were broken, and they screamed again and again.

All of a sudden, those who stand in the way will die!

The long sword stabbed fiercely into the body of the last Liao soldier.

But the red light flashed, and this Liao soldier who was in pain, was not afraid of death, and firmly grasped the long sword!

Another black-robed Taoist priest!

Wang Teng glared at him.

Abandoning the long sword, Wang Teng strode away, unstoppable, that fist was shining brightly at this moment, like a day of panic.

"Ha~! A mere Han martial artist, even if you are brave, I can hold you back. As long as King Yelu fully activates the power of the green dragon, you will not be able to escape even if you have the ability to reach the sky!"

The black-robed Taoist priest pulled out a long knife from in front of him, with a ferocious smile on his face: "I am the national teacher of the Liao Kingdom, a half-step grand master, a land fairy with the power of ghosts and gods! Not to mention..."

He roared, with black and red air flying from his mouth and nose, and the divine lines on his back squirmed, turning into a towering giant python!

"The emperor of the Song Dynasty has all retreated, and he wants you to die!"

"Under the general trend, you alone can stop it?!"

Wang Teng looked at the divine pattern behind the black-robed Taoist priest, and after hearing his words, his eyes froze for a moment, followed by the killing intent of the mountains and tsunami.

He charged forward, the bandages wrapped around his fists were bright red.

A streak of blood-colored silk whistled past in the wind.

Immediately afterwards, it was Liudao!

God pattern, six-armed Nezha!

I can pick out the dragon tendons, but the little boa constrictor dares to be rampant!

The strength of the fist smashed through the giant python, shattered the long knife, and smashed through the chest of the black-robed Taoist priest!

The rushing bloody silk falls...

Pieces of shattered long knife fragments scratched through the wooden armor, leaving little drops of blood.

The fist pierced directly into the black robe, and a lot of blood rained down.

The round eyes of the Taoist priest in black turned from time to time, his hands patted Wang Teng feebly, and his throat made a rattling sound.

"Slightly! Slightly!"

Suddenly, the black-robed Taoist bit Wang Teng's neck, chewing the flesh with his black and yellow teeth.

"Tear~!"

Wang Teng pulled hard, and the opponent's entire spine was instantly pulled out!

Suddenly, the black-robed Taoist priest turned the whites of his eyes outward, with a grim expression on his face.

His body dried up quickly, and the wind blew up, turning into black ash all over the sky, leaving only the blood-stained Taoist robe falling weakly.

Wang Teng touched his bloody neck, leaving a few transparent holes...

[Successfully kill the master-level character! Comprehensively get +900 experience points! 】

At the same time, Yelu Hongji was condescending, his eyes full of hatred and anger.

The power of the green dragon exploded completely.

Yelu Hongji came on a flying horse, and stabbed at Wang Teng with a long-headed spear in his hand.

"Dang~!" "Dang~!" "Dang~!" "Dang~!" "Dang~!" "Dang~!"

Six flying swords came one after another.

The long-headed spear blared, and the direction was slightly deviated. It crossed Wang Teng's left shoulder dangerously and dangerously, bringing up a trail of blood.

When Yelu Hongji looked up, the blue slender jeans were so dazzling in the distance.

Liu Erlong twisted his pure white fingers slightly, nodded slightly, and looked at the man beside the corpse mountain...