Red Heart Survey

"Quack!"

The crow's cry was eerie and sharp, which made people continue to be bored.

But the light of the five supernatural powers is dazzling, and the pure-hearted supernatural powers make the will not stained.

Jiang Wang's eyes began to show determination.

The surging power belonging to the outer building of Tianfu shows its strength in this wilderness.

Anyone facing Jiang Wang should have the awareness to face life and death directly.

At this moment, Du Yehu just said, "What do you want to hear from me?"

"Talking about old times with you?"

"Do you still remember the good wine I hid under the bed?"

"Do you still remember our ambition?"

"Ask if you still remember, you are from Zhuang country?"

Every time he said a word, the evil spirit on his body became stronger.

The whole person seems to be connected with the running killing array.

When the last sentence was finished, in the mountain graves within the field of vision, all the white skeletons jumped up in the air, each showing a vigorous state, echoing each other from a distance. And at the bottom of many graves, all armored soldiers jumped out one after another!

There are about 300 of them in total, and they are well-trained in action.

Like Du Yehu, they were all hidden deep in the mountain tomb under the cover of white bones and skeletons by some special means.

Until this moment, he jumped out brazenly.

All of them were boiling with energy and blood, and formed an army in an instant. The soldiers were already roaring and piercing through Du Yehu's body, making his evil tiger even more fierce.

This is the powerful soldier of Jiujiang Xuanjia, built by the famous general Duan Li, and the strongest army cultivated by Zhuangguo with the strength of the whole country!

There are only 3,000 people in Jiujiang Xuanjia, and this time only 300 people came.

At this gambling table, Du Yehu's capital is not insignificant.

He grasped the power of this familiar military formation, and every part of the military spirit seemed to be integrated with himself. He felt the power of the expansion, and the mourning mace lying in front of him straightened up again, and he retreated and turned to attack in an instant, smashing his head in anger!

Sometimes there is no difference between leading troops into the formation and catching and fighting each other. Whoever can better carry out his will will be better able to grasp the opportunity.

In the countless life-and-death confrontations, Du Yehu has already penetrated the instinct of killing.

The iron-black heavy mace, like a huge handle, rumbled open the door of life and death between heaven and earth.

And the blood-colored evil tiger, one on the left and one on the right, roared and formed two vicious evil spirits.

On the left is the bull's head, and on the right is the horse's face.

Let's go together!

Yin god clears the way, and soldiers are evil. Use a mace to send a funeral, no mourning for a loved one.

This mace is called the gate of life and death.

It is a lore method that Du Yehu will never show easily.

And Jiang Wang's sword came at this time!

Like the sky falling, like the ground sinking.

The peak that supported the sky fell down into a sword, and the body of Tianfu held it, and a sword traversed it, so that it would be cloudless for thousands of miles.

The sword charged with a sweeping gesture.

Between heaven and earth, there is sword light!

Since ancient times, the formation of soldiers is to use the crowd to bully the few, and to gather the weak into the strong. Those world-renowned generals who lead the expedition, when they have a large army in their hands, their combat power must not be calculated by cultivation, and it is far from being comparable in battle alone.

Just like in the Qiyang battlefield, Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang borrowed the strength of the world's powerful soldiers from the Qiusha army to cross the border and kill the aging Yang country general Ji Cheng.

Although Du Yehu's cultivation is only in the Inner Mansion Realm now, holding such an army formed by nearly 300 fierce soldiers, he has already shown an aura that is not inferior to Jiang Wang at all.

What's more, Jiang Wang was seriously injured.

But when the two sides were hostile, Jiang Wang's sword was so decisive and brave, there was no hesitation at all, only the determination to break the enemy's formation, and only unparalleled confidence in himself.

A sword that tilts the mountain, who can take it?

The sword and the mace collided resolutely, and the sword energy and the soldier's spirit clashed thousands of times in an instant. The bull's head and horse's face formed by the vicious tiger disappeared on the spot! No power can be displayed.

The evil ghost who guards the gate dies.

The door of life and death opens.

As for Du Yehu, who was young and bearded in his early years, his whole body was chopped off.

Just like before, Jiang Wang flew upside down in front of his funeral mace.

Even if Jiang Wang was seriously injured in a fighting posture, Du Yehu couldn't handle it.

The power of the soldiers surrounding him was cut open in this unreserved head-on collision. Duan Li's personal formation was cut to pieces as soon as he joined forces.

The armored soldiers fell one after another.

Like the cold winter season, the sky is filled with hailstones.

After landing, they staggered to and fro, and some of them never stood up again.

Nearly 300 Jiujiang Xuanjia soldiers, after facing Jiang Wang's sword head-on, more than half of them were killed or injured!

This is Jiang Wang today.

This is the power of Tianfu Wailou.

This is the genius who stands at the top of the monks in the same world.

Frightening combat power!

Jiang Wang raised his sword and stepped forward, the wound on his body didn't seem to be an injury, and the pain he felt didn't seem to hurt.

He rushed towards the inverted Du Yehu.

"The physique of a military strategist is really extraordinary. If it were someone else, he would be dead. Du Huhu, you—"

The voice ended here, Jiang Wangren was in the air, and suddenly surrounded him.

This sword was pulled horizontally in a circle, and on the spot, a ferocious evil spirit that floated silently behind him was chopped into black smoke.

His movements are extremely natural, as if this ferocious ghost is hitting his sword by himself.

And he flicked his backhand, and the Senleng Spike had left his hand, and in the empty field of vision, it directly pierced an invisible resentful soul!

The killing nail turned into the wind, and the frosty wind flew across the field of vision at a high speed, circled in a large circle, and swept it back into Jiang Wang's hand neatly, sinking into his index finger.

Silently, those bones that jumped out of the graveyard all dissipated.

The moment he re-entered the fighting state, Jiang Wang began to seize control of the battle.

He is very clear about one thing - even if Du Yehu is really against him, he would like to kill him soon. I can't do such a meticulous and continuous ambush.

Being able to set up a completely targeted situation against oneself, and being able to set up an ambush under one's own nose.

Cover the ghost with the ghost, cover it with a series of actions on the bright side, and use the tail trace of the ghost to complete the big formation covering here at this moment.

Use the bones and skeletons to cover up the existence of the elite fighters of Jiujiang Xuanjia, and in turn use these Jiujiang Xuanjia fighters to cover up the movements of the bones and skeletons.

It can be deduced that he will definitely capture the eye of the formation, let Du Yehu ambush there in advance, and give the first blow that severely wounded him.

I can think of using my previous relationship with Du Yehu...

This familiar style, all of these, made a name quickly emerge in Jiang Wang's mind——

Lin Zhengren.

So when he drew his sword to shake Du Yehu's army, the greatest vigilance still fell on the enemy who had not yet appeared.

He pursued Du Yehu openly and Lin Zhengren secretly.

So when Lin Zhengren's next killer came out, he easily defeated it, and went a step further, directly destroying those skeletons.

This invisible resentful soul and ferocious ghost are all vicious methods.

But it is not enough.

Jiang Wang believes that Lin Zhengren will not ignore his strength.

On Guanhe Terrace, he would rather let Zhuang Guo lose face, bear the risk of being slapped to death by Du Ruhui, and resolutely refuse to fight on the stage, so it is impossible for him to underestimate himself.

So there is a backup!

This step of resentful souls and evil spirits is still just a test...

Where is the backhand?

Those skeletons have been blown into fly ash by the bad wind, and the subsequent evolution should have been snuffed out.

So what other details have been overlooked?

Lin Zhengren, where is he hiding?

"Quack!"

The cry of the crow seemed to pay homage to someone, provoking the restless desire to kill in the depths of people's hearts.

Jiang Wang continued to soothe his mood with the light of magic power.

"Jiang Wang!"

The one who stomped his feet in the air and stepped the air out of the air was Du Yehu with red eyes.

More than half of the three hundred soldiers were killed or injured in a blink of an eye, and he himself was wounded by Jiang Wang's sword.

The armor on his body exploded directly, and the pieces flew into pieces like butterflies.

On the naked, muscular upper body, bloody lines spread along the muscle lines.

The bloodstains on his chest condensed into two broken battle flags, crossed and slanted, one seemed to be ostentatiously on the battlefield.

As soon as the two battle flags appeared, there were horses neighing and soldiers fighting.

The two opposing sides in the wilderness seem to have crashed into the battlefield of gold and iron horses.

It's for magical powers, drinking blood!

This hate is inevitable, drink blood and sleep on fire!

This magical power has two effects, one is to define the range affected by the magical power as a battlefield. For every piece of broken blood on the battlefield, part of the power will be accommodated by the magical power holder. Simply put, you can gain strength from soldiers who died in battle.

The second is to act on the supernatural power owner himself - the more injured he is, the more power he can gain from this supernatural power.

The upper limit of the power contained in the effects of the two supernatural powers only depends on the physique of the supernatural power owner and the degree of development of the supernatural power.

At this time, more than a hundred soldiers were killed on the battlefield.

At this moment, Du Yehu is wearing a sword wound, which has injured his viscera.

It is the best time to display the blood-drinking supernatural power.

But when he saw his body, the blood patterns were bright and dripping.

The veins are like mountains, the muscles are like cast iron, the beard and hair are fluttering in the majestic wind.

The general is the courage of a hundred soldiers.

He is too much like a general.

Too be a general!

As Duan Li said before, he was born to be a warrior who would charge into battle.

The funeral mace was held in his big hand, and he seemed to have a spirituality, greedily absorbing the soldiers.

He completed the arousal of the blood-drinking supernatural power in an instant, and the power of the whole person swelled to a terrifying intensity. The Evil Tiger Sha leaping around the body, like a banner rolled up, rolled the remaining black armored soldiers into the formation again.

"how dare you!"

Boom!

He stomped on the air, like a boulder rolling on a high mountain, rumbling towards Jiang.

Its shape is ferocious, its power is unparalleled: "Turn back in front of me!"

People haven't arrived yet.

The strong wind has come first.

The wind knife slashed the face, causing a faint pain.

It is the might of God, the might of man, and the might of war.

And Jiang Wang just raised his left hand expressionlessly, with five fingers spread wide, facing Du Yehu, who is like a thousand troops.

Super grade Taoism - dragon and tiger!

In Tongtianhai, there was a huge wave.

The wind blowing from all directions bound the limbs and bones.

Du Yehu has the supernatural power of drinking blood, and Du Yehu walked the most vicious and evil path of ancient military strategists. strong state.

but.

He was facing Jiang Wang.

"It's different today. Du Huhu!"

At the outer gate of the Taoist monastery, no one dared to face the desperate Du Yehu face to face. But when is this evening, when is today?

Who is Jiang Wang today?

At the same time as his voice fell, a sword had already been thrown out.

There is a line between heaven and earth.

High and low, cut life and death.

Learned from Chaoyu, evolved from the sword of celebrities, this sword will break, not only the enmity!

Even if the super-grade Taoism dragon and tiger inherited from the royal family of the ancient Yang Kingdom can only make Du Yehu pause for half a breath under many blessings... that is enough.

Just like Du Yehu's mace was merciless, Jiang Wang's sword is also sharp and cold at this moment.

But just when the sharp edge of Sauvignon Blanc was already close to Du Yehu's neck.

Jiang Wang's hands, wrists, and feet and ankles felt cold at the same time.

that feeling—

It was as if a cold hand grabbed his wrist, grabbed his ankle, and held him in the air!

At the same time, the Dao Yuan in his body frantically passed away, rushing out like a flood!

His sword blade was strung in front of Du Yehu's neck, and the sword energy had already cut blood...but he couldn't go further.

Instead, Du Yehu broke free from the shackles of the dragon and tiger in an instant, gathered the strength of the army, and smashed the funeral mace without any delay!

And at this moment.

In the vast void, there seems to be a divine bird singing.

Call it "Bi Fang"!

At the first moment when his limbs were bound and Dao Yuan passed away crazily, Jiang Wang wanted to understand what he had neglected in this battle.

That disturbing crow!

As soon as he heard the crows, he felt killing intent and wanted to kill those crows.

But at the same time, he also realized that his killing intent towards the crow was influenced by some kind of power. So he restrained his killing intent, and didn't let himself follow the killing intent, so as to avoid falling into the opponent's trap.

But this kind of "restraint" is the result that the person hiding in the dark wants to see!

That person really counted Jiang Wang too thoroughly.

Let Jiang Wang feel the interference of killing intent, so he will subconsciously reject this choice, but really ignore the crow's cry.

But in fact, these things called ghost crows, if they keep shouting, will gradually weaken Jiang Wang's perception and disintegrate his soul defense.

At this moment, the invisible ghost was able to get close and bound Jiang Wang.

Thus, it perfectly cooperated with Du Yehu's funeral mace to construct the killing situation at this moment.

It can be called a terrifying battle layout, and a near-perfect grasp of fighter opportunities!

Jiang Wang figured it out in the shortest time, and his reaction with his fighting instinct was faster than his thinking!

flame.

Like an endless flame, it exploded from the body of the blue-clothed monk.

He held the seal of Bi Fang in one hand, and the world famous sword in the other.

The crimson flame that burns everything burns all over the sky in an instant!

In the clear sky, fire and rain, the flowers bloom in the whole life.

In the rain of fire falling all over the sky, behind the green-clothed monk, the divine bird Bi Fang spread its wings and raised its head to the sky.

Bi Fang! Bi Fang!

With Jiang Wang as the center, the Samadhi True Fire swept in all directions in an instant, almost burning everything!