Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 1172
As time passed, there was no sound of fighting outside the city, and the few remaining people were waiting for an opportunity to enter the city.

"Dear friends outside the city, if you want to come in, come in. What's the point of procrastinating, let's get it done early, don't waste everyone's time."

Emperor Ninghe's voice came out of the city, which surprised people.

There was a dragon spirit master who used a special method of sound transmission to transmit his voice to the living creatures outside the city indiscriminately, "Are there any fellow Taoists, Ning He and Prince Heng are already in the city, according to their plan, It's hard not to gather a few allies to prepare for the team battle, if you go in alone, you will die, why not join forces."

"Single-to-single, multi-person to multi-person, that's interesting. Fellow Taoists who have ideas come to the woods outside the West City to discuss in detail!"

The shadow in the forest moved, and I don't know how many people listened to it.

Zhan Changfeng calculated carefully, and according to the information provided by Prince Heng, there should be nine people in the city, and the east, west and south formed three obvious camps.

Prince Heng felt that Ning He had too many helpers, so he wanted to cut off his arm. If all goes well, there will be one less person on Ning He's side, and she can be included in the nine.

If she doesn't go directly to the south of the city to stand in line, she has to find a way to gather her own helpers in the north of the city, preferably two, there is no place if there are too many.

If the two people in the north of the city can be drawn to their own side, the follow-up will be smoother.

Let's go into the city first to see the situation.

Zhan Changfeng climbed over the north wall and escaped into the city without a sound, deliberately leaking his breath, hoping to see how the two people nearby would react.

The swordsman in the tea shed and the swordsman in the tea house did not move rashly, but only sensed the specific direction of Zhan Changfeng.

With an idea in mind, Zhan Changfeng entered a mansion half-obviously and half-hiddenly, took out the formation flag, and quickly arranged the next formation.

Liu Yidao sensed the fluctuation of the appearance and concealment of the formation, and said, "Xiang, how many people do you think there are in this city, do you want to beat her out?"

"What's the rush, wait a little longer." They are not the strongest in the city. They have fought many monks who entered the city before in order to gain a foothold. Their vitality has not yet fully recovered. If they really want to fight, who will suffer? Not necessarily.

Liu Yidao also knew this, and because of this, he couldn't sit still any longer, and planned to find out the background of the newcomer.

He came outside the mansion where Zhan Changfeng was located, keenly sensed the dangerous atmosphere in the air, then pretended not to notice, and asked, "I'm under Liu Yidao, can the fellow Taoists inside tell me?"

A dull sound came from the front, and the door opened without wind.

Liu Yidao raised his foot and stepped in, always feeling a subtle feeling in his heart, as if he had stepped into a strange place, with an inexplicable illusion that he couldn't help himself.

The newcomer doesn't seem to be easy to mess with.

But already in, how can I go back!

Liu Yidao confidently walked towards the hall, and there was a figure standing inside, which turned out to be King Lin Yao.

His mind was racing, and he cupped his hands and said, "It's better to meet you than to be famous."

"This is what I want to say to fellow daoists, please sit down."

"Oh, King Lin Yao has heard of me?" Liu Yidao thought she was being polite, so he deliberately asked back.

Zhan Changfeng said, "I know a thing or two. I have heard the stories of fellow daoists, and I have read the albums of fellow daoists. If you are here, you must be the fellow daoist."

Liu Yidao snorted, "Ming people don't speak dark words, and the number of people who can stay in the city is limited. Why do you think you can stay?"

"If you come to the north again, I'll just call you out. You don't want to hurt me here, do you?"

"I hope King Lin Yao can remember what you said, and leave."

Liu Yidao came and went without dragging his feet. When he returned to the tea shed on the street, he said to Xiang Juesheng, "King Linyao is a formation mage, and his actions are straightforward. Aren't you from the mountains and seas? If necessary, we can join forces." .”

Xiang Juesheng stroked the sword in his hand, neither refusing nor nodding, as if there was nothing in his eyes other than the sword.

Liu Yidao took it for granted, and stopped talking after saying this, and closed his eyes while holding the knife in his hands.

The leaves on the side of the street were falling and falling, and a gust of wind blew up a chilling whirl. Someone in the city was fighting.

Zhan Changfeng also sensed the aura of fighting. It seemed that some monks outside the city had united into the city.

But at this time, there was also a fleeting breath in the north of the city, which obviously sneaked in while taking advantage of the chaos in the west of the city.

Zhan Changfeng sacrificed her eyes of true knowledge, and there was nowhere to hide in the city. She immediately found the man's position, threw five formation flags in the air, and blocked his way.

Zhu Qing frowned, and continued to use escape techniques, but he couldn't jump an inch. It was a bad luck, and he met a magician!

The wind roared, and the power of destruction poured over the sky, and he was severely injured by breathing.

Zhan Changfeng got his token and didn't rush back to the mansion.

She stepped onto the street and came to the side of the tea shed, "Fellow Taoists are willing to join forces for a while. You don't have to fight for each other. You just need to agree not to fight each other, and when a certain party attacks in groups, you can help."

Liu Yidao glanced at the opposite teahouse, nodded, "It can be considered."

Zhan Changfeng walked towards the teahouse and saw the people inside, "This is fellow Daoist Xiang, you must have heard my conversation with fellow Daoist Liu, what do you think?"

Xiang Juesheng lowered his eyes and nodded.

Zhan Changfeng was satisfied, and while fighting in the west, he hurriedly set up a series of formations in the north, so that if someone attacked later, he could resist it.

If Xiang and Liu didn't nod their heads, how could she make a formation in the north of the city.

Josai
Shi Yu is a demon from the Ten Thousand Stars Heavenly Dynasty, and Yu Luo is a scattered demon, but they are both great demons, and their bodies are Yingzhao and Shangyang respectively.

But when he saw the body, the body of a horse and the head of a man, covered with tiger spots, with wings spread on his back, stepped down with one hoof, shaking the seven or eight people who were besieged ten feet away.

Yu Luo turned into a divine bird, stretched its wings and jumped, and the heavy rain piled up. The whole space was surrounded by rain. Seven or eight people with dragon spirit rushed left and right, but they couldn't break through the rain curtain, and every rain When it falls on the body, it is still very heavy, and it takes strength to resist it.

After not being able to resist for a while, it corroded the vitality of the Dragon Qi user and penetrated the flesh and blood of the Dragon Qi user.

Wei Qianyang and Zhuji Ertianjun escaped with supernatural powers, and fled to the north in a hurry.

To the east is Emperor Ninghe, and to the south sits Prince Heng. They dare not go there.

But they never expected that Zhan Changfeng had already set up a formation waiting for them. They rushed forward, the world changed, and they fell into the formation before they could react.

Zhan Changfeng changed his spells, and the double formation of trapping and killing grinded their souls and flesh, as if they wanted to crush their bones and turn them into ashes.

Emperor Ninghe came from a distance, saw Zhan Changfeng's figure, and hummed heavily, but there was no movement, so he had already hid in.

He scanned the inside and outside of the city again, and there were 12 people in total. If King Lin Yao defeated these two people, he would be one step closer to the top nine.

Emperor Ninghe rubbed his fingers, wondering if he should find a way to eliminate her.

At this time, the prince walked over with a jar of fine agar wine, "Emperor Ninghe, the first round of the king's battle is coming to an end, and I can finally say hello to the emperor."

Emperor Ninghe put his hands on his knees, and said with a hearty smile, "I have long wanted to get acquainted with fellow daoists. Would you like to sit down, fellow daoist?"

"I don't want to sit down anymore. I just came here to toast you with a bowl of wine. During team battles, I need Dijun to be merciful."

The crown prince sent the wine jar in his hand to him, and secretly said, she is fulfilling her promise to block Emperor Ninghe for King Linyao. King Linyao should not let people down.

　Don't wait for the second update, author Ka Wenzhong
　　
　
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