Judge of the Lamp

Xu Zhiqiong said, "Hold the lamp!"

Niu Yuxian tapped the light box, and 48 red lights immediately surrounded Tunu.

Li Pu'an and Chu He rushed to Tu Nu with three lantern bearers.

Chu He waved the lantern and first took off the head of a Tunu envoy.

Blood spurted on the severed neck of the corpse, scaring Rokov to sit on the horse and lose the ability to move.

He is not afraid of blood, nor is he afraid of human heads. He just beheaded Ma Xiaocheng, the county magistrate, and used that head to play tricks on the fleeing people.

But he was really afraid of these people with lanterns.

Their looks are similar to those of Qiancheng, but why are there such big differences in temperament...

Chu He cut open the chest and abdomen of a Tunu envoy, and blood spattered Rokov's face.

Rokov came to his senses and urged the horse to flee. Li Puan went around and cut off a front hoof of the horse with a lantern.

Xu Zhiqiong said: "Either turn against Tu Nu or Daxuan, he has to choose one.
The bitch who sits on the fence is the most hateful, everyone will spit when they see it, this kind of person is not worthy of being an ally of Daxuan. "

The fifth-rank Kandene, the bear god, used the power of the seventh-rank technique to slash at Chu He with a single knife.

The Tunu people, who could not be defeated, were killed by the Xuan people like this
Liang Xiaoen hid in the dark and whispered to Hong Zhenkang: "I told you, everything started because of Xu Zhiqiong. If you don't do anything now, you don't know how many things will be ruined by him."

Now fifty Tunu people were killed by a few Xuan people like chickens.

"Where you go has nothing to do with me, but if you attack the Lantern Lantern and the Propaganda Envoy, this is a capital offense."

The horse fell headfirst, and Rokov fell face first.

Chu He has the seventh-rank cultivation of Killing Dao, and He Chulun has the fifth-rank cultivation of Xiong Shendao, so his cultivation has the upper hand.

Shouldn't.

Xu Zhiqiong couldn't understand some of Mao Cha's ideas.

When the lantern was taken off, Chu He's long knife also arrived, and cut off half of He Chulun's head with one knife.

Amid the howling, Chu He chopped off Ke Dexun's head.

Sading Wu clutched his broken arm and shouted angrily: "Despicable Xuangou, you actually attacked!"

Under the array of lights, Lantern Lang responded both offensively and defensively, and had the upper hand. The two fifth-rank cultivators who were destroying the iron wall were correct in terms of tactics.
But the iron wall of the 48 red lights was extremely strong, and Niu Yuxian was the manipulator. Seeing that the light array was difficult to destroy, two fifth-rank Xiongshen rushed towards Chu He with machetes each.

Li Pu'an chopped off Rokov's head.

With the strength of a rank five bear god, how could he not be able to pierce through the armor?

Niu Yuxian groped for the light box and continued to observe the situation on the battlefield.

If he knew Xu Zhiqiong's Taoism and cultivation, he would never do such a stupid thing, how could Xu Zhiqiong make him shout?

Sading Wu wanted to use this half breath to shout, but Xu Zhiqiong raised his hand and cut his neck.

Hechulun fell to the ground.

Before he could finish speaking, a lantern was placed on Hechulun's head.

The Tunu are the masters of the north. They have a body made of steel and iron, and they have unparalleled courage. Every Tunu is born without fear. One Tunu can kill a giant bear, and ten Tunu can To destroy a village, thirty Tunu can destroy a city.

The so-called attack was to hit Xu Zhiqiong's foot with the head of the county magistrate.

Xu Zhiqiong picked up the sinful karma of a group of Tunu and led them back to Yuyao Palace.

Liang Xiaoen let out a long sigh: "His Royal Highness, I think you don't understand Shenjun, nor Tunu."

He shouted loudly to Li Pu'an: "You can't kill me, my uncle is the Grand Duke of Great Tunu, if you touch me, my uncle will kill all of you, and make you exterminate..."

Seeing that Chu He was about to catch up with Ke Dexun, a Tunu envoy brandished a long knife and started fighting with Chu He.

The number of Tu slaves is superior, and their cultivation is not bad, but this is the court in charge of the yamen.

Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "I have never seen you King Tunu, you are just a barbarian king, why should I give him face?"

The bone on his severed wrist stabbed Chu He, which naturally couldn't penetrate the armor.

"We killed more than 50 people, isn't it enough to compensate you?" Ke Dexun cried, "We, we just smashed your feet..."

No one would come to rescue him, Ke Dexun only wanted to escape.

The Tunu messenger was called Hechulun.

Supporting his body with his hands, he struggled to back away, leaving a wet and sticky yellow mark under his body.

More than 50 Tu slaves turned into corpses all over the place. When the last fifth grade fell under Li Pu'an's sword, Ke Dexun, who had a strong temper and bad temper, gritted his teeth, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed several times.

Chu He was flanked by two fifth-ranks, and he was in a difficult situation. Li Puan was also under siege and was in the midst of circling around, so he had no time to rescue Chu He.

Ke Dexun looked at Xu Zhiqiong's feet.

If he knew that he would meet this group of Xuan people, he should bring more guards, and even ask King Tunu for two fourth-rank guards.

While dealing with the red light, Chu He chopped Kandenie into two pieces.

Two of them at the fifth rank besieged Chu He and one at the seventh rank, and they would not feel that they were despicable.

Ke Dexun brought four fifth-rank people with him, and among the more than 50 envoys, more than 30 had cultivation bases.

Kandene, who was wrestling with Chu He, immediately fell into a panic when he saw that Sardin Wu was killed by Xu Zhiqiong.

Ke Dexun continued to kowtow and said: "I will not enter Shenlin City, I will no longer form an alliance with Qiancheng Kingdom, I will go back to Tunu, please spare my life."

When he woke up, he discovered the reason.

Just as Sardinwu took half a breath, Xu Zhiqiong cut open his stomach with a mandarin duck blade.

What he should do is to use his brute strength to fight Xu Zhiqiong desperately. This is his only chance.

Almost all Qiancheng people have heard the legend of the Tunu people.

……

Chu He parried with the ninth-grade stone-cracking skill.

A few brave Qiancheng people hid in the distance and watched quietly.

They have the strength to fight, but when they heard that Xuanren was coming, everyone wanted to run for their lives. Two fifth-ranks have been destroying the iron wall, and one fifth-rank has been guarding Ke Dexun. Except for He Chulun, there is no No one wanted to fight.

Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "Your Maosha's life is cheap, even cheaper than the maggots in the latrine. Fifty Maosha's are not worth a Xuanren's toe."

Liang Yuyao sighed: "Yuyang said the same thing, that's all, let's see how Hong Juncheng reacts."

To be precise, he doesn't even have hands.

puff!
Sardin Wu tried his best to stab it, but he failed to pierce Chu He's armor.

"Give me my life, I am the envoy of King Tunu, and I sincerely beg you on behalf of King Tunu."

When the swords met, Chu He took two steps back and almost fell down. The scimitar and the long knife were entangled. Chu He couldn't break free for a while. The machete stabbed Chu He's back.

During their fight, Chu He was obviously not He Chulun's opponent, and Ke Dexun calmed down.

After struggling to get up, Rokov's face was covered with rotten flesh, which was still embedded with mud and stones.

He overestimated this group of lantern bearers, their combat power was not as high as expected.

As the Grand Duke, he had heard many rumors, especially the rumors about Prince An Luofeng. He knew that An Luofeng had tragically died at the hands of Lantern Lantern in Wanganjing.

According to Xu Zhiqiong's original plan, he was going to leave Ke Dexun a way out and send a letter to King Tunu.

Seeing Li Puan raise the lantern, Rokov shouted: "Uncle, save me, save me..."

"Xuan Dog, die!"

They couldn't understand why the Tunu people just died like this.

They don't feel mean when they raise their knives at unarmed civilians.

Xu Zhiqiong chopped off Sardinwu's hand with a mandarin duck blade, but Sardinwu felt that Xu Zhiqiong was very despicable.

He pushed Chu He away and wanted to escape, but was stopped by two red lights behind him.

"I was afraid that the lesson was not deep enough, so I taught them a good lesson."

Ke Dexun saw that Chu He's combat strength was not high, he turned around and shouted: "Don't panic, there are only a few ordinary Xuanren, wait and see He Chulun, kill them..."

He regretted it very much. He didn't expect to lose his life and more than 50 subordinates because of killing several Qiancheng people.

He took a deep breath, trying to shake Qiongyu howl with his voice.

Liang Yuyao was a little worried: "In this way, Hong Juncheng will be forced to turn against us."

He knew that this group of people called Lantern Lang would not pity any Tunu, no matter what the origin of the Tunu.

Knowing that Xu Zhiqiong bloodbathed the Tunu envoys, Liang Yuyao was taken aback and said, "Didn't you say to teach them a lesson? Why did you kill them all?"

Li Pu'an spat and said, "This Maosha can't understand human words, so I won't tell you. I'm a Xuanren. Why do you always mention Qiancheng? Look at your mouth and your bottom. Tell me how disgusting you are!"

He didn't have a knife in his hand.

The lantern caught fire immediately, and Hechulun held his head and tried his best to take the lantern off.

But when Ke Dexun raised his knife to the civilians, this way of life was cut off.

Hong Zhenkang's expression was blank: "This time he caused a catastrophe, the god will never forgive him, otherwise it will be like completely angering Tunu."

At dawn, Shen Zhengying Yingwei led 3000 troops and surrounded Yuyao Palace.

Yu Shan led more than 100 Wuwei troops and made preparations for the battle.

Although Wuwei's army has experienced hundreds of battles, there is a huge difference in the strength of the two sides. Yu Shan is going to retreat to the main courtyard, reduce the defensive range, and concentrate his forces to fight the opponent.

Just as he was about to give an order, he suddenly heard a man's voice in his ears: "Little brother, don't retreat easily. Retreating is a sign of weakness. It not only lowers morale, but also gives the Yelang people a chance to charge.

You have taken advantage of the formation, the terrain, and the combat power, and wait patiently for a good opportunity. Kill one of his generals first, and then you can scare this group of stragglers to death! "