I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 108 Misunderstanding
Hei Jiawei narrowed his pupils, and the thing in front of him was wrapped in a black robe and hood, and he couldn't see clearly with the mask on.

Only a pair of scarlet eyes were exposed.

This person was actually taller than him by more than half of his body.

He was nearly six feet tall, and the one in front of him was at least seven feet tall.

The person who rushed over was Tu Shanjun.

The black mist transformed into a black robe and hood, as well as a mask on his face.

Slapping the head of the black-armored General Wei in front of him with one palm, pulling out his living soul and hiding it in the cloak, Tu Shanjun turned his head slightly.

A ghost eye with a faint scarlet light appeared under the mask.

An Nanbo's body trembled: "Three tigers?"

In his impression of people with such a body, there are only three tigers.

Perhaps because of missing him too much, An Nanbo mistook Tu Shanjun for the three tigers.

Until he saw the sideways eye, An Nanbo knew that he was wrong.He recognized the wrong person, and at the same time, he didn't know who the person in front of him was and why he saved him.

It's a pity that that scarlet eye is really frightening, and there is no strange look, only a trace of fear.

Mr. Tu Shan didn't like to talk too much, let alone explain anything to An Nanbo, so he directly lifted An Nanbo, wrapped him in a cloak and carried it on his back.

"Uncle Six."

The injured boy rushed forward with a roar, trying to block the blow for his sixth uncle.

It's just that someone was faster than him, and his huge body appeared in front of many soldiers, and his blue-black ghost hands were wrapped in black robes, which did not affect Tu Shanjun's combat effectiveness at all.

Dozens of soldiers were actually punched through.

The old soldier of the Song family saw Mr. Tu Shan who was carrying An Nanbo on his back, he didn't look carefully at his figure, and immediately shouted: "The young master is here!"

"Master Sanhu is here."

The morale was greatly boosted, and the fighting spirit of more than a hundred soldiers was high.

The spear pierced the throat of one of the enemies.

While stained with blood, the long red tassels fluttered and danced.

"Young master is the enemy of ten thousand people!"

"Invincible!"

"Kill kill kill."

Tu Shanjun's huge body was like a battle tank, crushing him across the road.

Even if these thousands of infantry were tied together, it probably wouldn't be able to stop Tu Shanjun's attack.

The fist is like a heavy cannon, and dozens of people will die under Tu Shanjun's fist with one punch.

This is because Tu Shanjun did not use mana, and the soldiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty were not concentrated.

In ten breaths, thousands of soldiers were slaughtered by Tu Shanjun, and there was no one standing in front of him.

After bathing in blood, the evil spirit all over his body increased again.

"Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"

"Tiger tiger tiger."

The old soldier of the Song family roared and held up his weapon and spear.

They seem to have returned to the days when they followed the three tigers to charge.

Listening to the battle roars of the people around him, An Nanbo's expression was complicated, because the person in front of him was not his son Sanhu at all.

Tu Shanjun didn't stop, he raised his arms and ordered more than a hundred soldiers to follow him.

With Tu Shanjun joining the battlefield, it is like the appearance of tanks and armored vehicles on the battlefield of the Great Plains where infantry are fighting against each other. No one is an enemy at all.

Tu Shanjun slowed down and rescued An Nanbo and the remaining soldiers within half an hour.

It's just that Tu Shanjun speeded up during the distance of several hundred meters, and the kung fu disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Before the remnant soldiers could react, they could not find Mr. Tu Shan.

But they knew that Mr. Tu Shan and uncle must be going forward, so they hurried to follow.

Return to the fairy master battlefield at that time.

Tu Shanjun put Song Hao down.

An Nanbo is just holding on and not taking off his armor now, but he is still conscious now.He looked at Tu Shanjun suspiciously, he was sure that the person in front of him was not his son.

Because this person is too strong.

It was so strong that he felt that the generals in the world were only mediocre, and even the anxiety and fear that had arisen were washed away.

It's just that An Nanbo was more puzzled, why such a strong man would save him.

Not only did he save him, but he also saved all his remaining parts.

Tu Shanjun dug up the accumulated new soil and lifted the stone wall.

With the influx of light, Wen Yue slowly opened his eyes, saw Tu Shanjun's figure and said immediately: "Sir."

Tu Shanjun checked Wen Yue's situation.

With the hub of ghost tears, the evil spirit in the body has stabilized, and the soul flag is still helping Wen Yue to dissipate the evil spirit.

Tu Shanjun looked at the ghost of the mandrill in the soul banner, there was a phantom of a blood ape on that thing, and a trace of the true meaning of the Demon Ape's Determination Fist actually merged into the ghost of the mandrill.

Fist intent is not energy, but awareness, so it does not enhance the strength of the mandrill ghost.

Tu Shanjun thought for a while, if he had eaten the Blood Ape Phantom, would he be able to comprehend the true meaning of the Silk Demon Ape Determination Fist?

But even if you have an idea, you can look at it again. Now Wen Yue needs the Demon Ape Determined Fist to suppress the evil spirit. If he doesn't have this true intention, maybe there will be trouble.

Without thinking about it, Tu Shanjun returned directly to the Soul Banner.

Wen Yue was already able to walk around, and after getting up, he pulled up the soul flag standing behind him to support his body.

Walking in front of An Nanbo, Wen Yue knelt down on the ground.

Annanbo, who was originally looking happy, was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and he asked in a trembling voice: "My son-in-law, what do you mean?"

"Father-in-law, Sanhu... has gone."

Wen Yue burst into tears, and carefully picked up the heads of the three tigers wrapped in the cloak.

An Nanbo's eyes were bloodshot, he took two steps back, his face flushed.

puff.

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out from his mouth, and he fell to the ground unsteadily, staring fixedly at the circle wrapped in the cloak.

An Nanbo hurriedly reached out to open the package, but his palm was trembling, and he didn't drop it several times.

"Three tigers."

Finally, An Nanbo gritted his teeth and opened the package, revealing the heads of the three tigers.

He held his head in his hands and wailed loudly: "It's dad who killed you, Sanhu."

"Father should have died half a month ago."

While weeping, the remaining parts have arrived.

They were amazed when they heard that An Nanbo was crying, and then looked at the head, it was clearly Master Sanhu.

Everyone's expression was shocked, unbelievable.

Several of them even shed tears.

"Master Sanhu saved us just now, how could he die?"

"impossible."

"Fake, I saw Master Sanhu just now."

The voice stopped abruptly, and a thought came to their minds: "Ghost?"

That figure is clearly the same, how could it be fake.

But the young master Sanhu had already died, so whoever saved them could only be a ghost.

It was the fighting spirit of Young Master Sanhu who was still alive, and even after he died, he was able to go to the bottom of the valley to rescue them.

No wonder he was wearing a black robe.

No wonder it only showed a pair of scarlet eyes.

Tu Shanjun is indeed a ghost, but it's a pity that they only guessed the idea correctly, but the process is not.

He also failed to find the living soul of the three tigers, which disappeared with the disappearance of the headless body.

"Uncle, the Central Army of the Northern Wei Dynasty is coming in a blink of an eye, now is not the time to be sad, we have to fight out to avenge the young master."

"Sir, we should go."

The surviving Wen family's personal guards gathered around Wen Yue.

Gathering the remnants, 3000 people plus 4000 people who came to support, now there are only a thousand people left.

More people were actually not killed in battle, but were trampled to death because Jiangyun Valley was too crowded.

There are also a large number of deserters who have left the battlefield.

The ones who can really stay to fight to the death are either those who are blocked and unable to survive and can only fight, or they are Wen Yue's own people.

The situation on Wen Yue's side is very bad, and Yuwen Xing's side is not much better. With 3 people, [-] were wiped out, and now only [-] Chinese troops remain.

"Raise the general flag."

Wen Yue ordered.

Annanbo has fainted.

After eating less for many days and fighting with others, he was so emotional that he passed out immediately.

Wen Yue tied the two cloaks together, put An Nanbo on his back: "Get out."

(End of this chapter)