The government assigns a daughter-in-law, which needs to be chosen?

Chapter 187

Before they even started head-to-head confrontation, the leader of the uprising rebel army turned around and ran away.

It has to be said,
The other party's reaction was very decisive. It can also be said that he was frightened out of his nerves and didn't even have the guts to try to fight.

However, Tang Shaolong, who has the name of a black-faced killing god, locked him at a glance.

The dazzling armor and the tall horse stood out from the crowd who were generally sallow, emaciated and ragged.

In the past, this was the opponent's card, but now it is his reminder.

"Do you still want to run?"

Tang Shaolong fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily. When he saw that the leader of the rebel army wanted to run away, he smiled coldly and threw a sledgehammer in his hand.

Rumble!
The environment of a line of sky has the effect of amplifying the sound, so that the sound of the sledgehammer breaking through the air at this time is like the roar of thunder, which shocked the uprising and rebels present.

"Boss be careful!"

The leader of the rebel army naturally raised some loyalists. Seeing this situation, he immediately reminded him loudly.

Several fanatics even jumped up, wanting to help resist.

But all those who stood in front were smashed to pieces by the sledgehammer, unable to block the power carried by the sledgehammer at all.

"what!!!"

The leader of the rebel army just turned his head back, and when he saw this scene, his eyes were about to burst, and he fell off his tall horse in fright.

This can be described as extremely embarrassing, but he saved his life by mistake.

I saw the sledgehammer coming like a cannonball, directly hitting the big horse hard, smashing the tall horse into a pile of minced meat.

The leader of the rebel army fell on the side, and the sky full of minced meat slammed on him. The strong smell of blood, and the flying flesh and blood made him lose his courage in an instant.

"It's a bit of a skill!"

Seeing this scene, Tang Shaolong laughed ferociously. On the battlefield, he is really like a god of killing. The more opponents he can resist, the more excited he is.

Although the other party was just a fluke, it also aroused his interest.

In his opinion,

Luck is also part of strength.

"Kill God, spare my life!"

This is a kind of recognition, but the rebel leader is scared to pee in the face of this situation. He doesn't want this kind of recognition.

But Tang Shaolong didn't give the chance, not only because he recognized the other party, but also because the other party was the leader of the rebel army, so he had to be dismounted first.

Although he is a tough guy, not very smart, but he also knows that when shooting a man, shoot a horse first, and capture a thief first.

The two armies fought.

Killing the opponent's leader first is the right way.

He couldn't remember other things, but he remembered this well.

Now that the opponent escaped the lore by chance, he stomped on the ground hard and charged like a shell fired with explosive power.

Anyone who dared to block along the way was smashed to pieces by the sledgehammer in his hand.

Nothing fancy, just violent aesthetics of violent power.

Such a bloody killing made those who were difficult to meet, all trembling with fear, and hurriedly made way for them.

Even the masters of the White Lotus Sect among them did not dare to resist at this time, and even some smart ones were oiled on the soles of their feet.

But when they left the battlefield, they found that there was a tall figure riding a bloody BMW and holding Fang Tian's painted halberd outside, waiting for them at the exit of Yixiantian.

"It's a white-faced killer!"

When recognizing this tall figure, the master of the White Lotus Sect suddenly exclaimed.

After this period of fighting, the prestige of the black and white killing gods can be said to be known to everyone.

Although compared to the black-faced killer, who easily killed thousands of people, the white-faced killer in front of him was much gentler, but every time he made a move, he didn't know how many masters were beheaded by him.

The superb halberd technique in one hand is unsurpassed by anyone, and his strength has reached the level of a peerless master. Even a super master can't do two moves in front of him.

At the beginning, the mysterious lord sent an elite blood guard team to get rid of the opponent, but they were all killed in the end.

The ordinary rebels below may not have much fear of this white-faced killer, after all, the other party will never target ordinary people.

But in the master sequence, the opponent's reputation is more terrifying than the black-faced killing god.

"It's you scumbags of the White Lotus Sect who are making trouble again. If you don't chop you cultists into pieces today, all your abilities will have been wasted!"

This white-faced killing god is none other than his eldest cousin Tang Shaoying. When he saw the master of the White Lotus Sect in front of him, his eyes instantly turned cold.

Although the various uprisings in the west are caused by someone in the court deliberately doing things to achieve a certain political goal.

However, if these White Lotus Sect members hadn't been working behind the scenes, the uprising would have been quelled by them long ago.

At that time, you only need to play Ming Shengshang and be gentle and appease to other people, and it will be resolved.

These White Lotus believers ran around, not only failed to help ordinary people, but also dragged them into dire straits.

Without saying anything, he glanced at the other party coldly, and the eldest cousin, who was also known as the God of Killing, grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd and charged at the other party with his horse's belly.

"Fight!"

These masters of the White Lotus Sect also knew that they had no way out, and at this moment they could only desperately fight for a chance of survival.

"The mantis arm is the car!"

Tang Shaoying's expression was indifferent, as the two sides approached quickly, Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was stained with countless blood, began to be danced by it.

This is a demigod weapon. After drinking countless blood, it turned into a real killing weapon. At this time, it was danced by the master of peerless strength. enemy.

All the masters of the White Lotus Sect have tried their best to survive.

But in the end, they were chopped into pieces like melons and vegetables.

It was just a charge, and there was only one seedling left among the masters of the White Lotus Sect on the field.

This single seedling was frightened into a fool, and he just knelt on the ground and was caught without a fight.

The leader of the rebel army on the other side also had a similar fate to them. Under Tang Shaolong's second hammer, they directly became flesh.

Killing the leader of the rebel army to sacrifice the flag, Tang Shaolong seemed to have opened the seal, his pupils turned red faintly, and with a wild laugh, he danced the two golden sledgehammers in his hands, and began to hammer and kill wantonly in the field.

With a whirlwind chain hammer, dozens of ordinary rebels were swept into the air, and then they were directly smashed into pieces by the terrifying force.

"Kill kill kill!!"

I saw him shouting with red eyes, but none of the uprising rebels who met him could be well, and all of them were smashed into pieces.

Even if the rebels were frightened and threw away their weapons and surrendered, it was the same.

It wasn't until Tang Shaoying, the eldest brother, came and blocked his sledgehammer with Fang Tian's painted halberd, that he was freed from the state of mad killing.

"These are ordinary people who are forced to survive. Now that they have put down their weapons and surrendered, they cannot be killed again."

Tang Shaoying said with a sullen face, if the two sides are hostile, it's fine. Faced with compatriots who can't survive, and have surrendered, there is no need to kill them all.

And he always thinks that it is not good to cause too many killings. If this continues, something will happen to his younger brother one day.

Tang Shaolong was played with by his elder brother since he was a child, and he still listened to what his elder brother said. Although the desire to kill was still strong, he still restrained himself and stopped.

But in such a short while, nearly a thousand people were hammered to death by him on the spot.

Those ordinary uprising rebels who were scared to death, saw that the black-faced killing god was finally stopped, and many of them cried.

It's exciting.

Finally a life can be saved.

"Why does the template of this cheap cousin look a bit like Li Yuanba?"

Lin Fan and his party were watching the battle on the mountain at this time. When they saw Tie Hanhan's cousin in a mad killing state, Lin Fan thought of Li Yuanba in the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

The opponent is also born with divine power, and his endurance is equally astonishing. He does not tire when fighting, and is even more murderous, just like a god of killing in the world.

Now it can be said that it is all right.

And the big cousin on the opposite side, how does this look like a handsome boy who likes to recognize his foster father?
Bu drifted half his life, only hating not meeting the Lord of Ming Dynasty, if you don't give up, Bu will make a wish.
Thinking of this famous historical quote, Lin Fan couldn't help looking at Tang Guogong.

At this moment, he really wanted to ask, how is your son?
(End of this chapter)