The world is fragrant

() "This general will fight with you!" Xu Wei rushed towards Xiao Dao frantically, his face was ferocious, and there was a fierce light in his red eyes, because he felt that he must die, so this time was his last struggle.

But at this moment, there was a sound of inadvertent footsteps behind him.

whoosh...

A gust of wind hit Xu Wei's back, but before he could react, a thick wooden stick hit the back of his head firmly.

"Fight your mother!"

The arrogant and immature voice reached his ears, Xu Wei gritted his teeth and reluctantly turned his head. Then he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground in disbelief. Before he passed out, he couldn't forget to complain: " Why...you again?"

Who?Who was it that made him resent so deeply?

I saw a young man holding a wooden stick, squinting his eyes, condescendingly looking down at Xu Wei, who had both lost his hands. It was Chu Yunlong, the owner of Chu's Manor.

"I said, why can't it be my young master?" Chu Yunlong sneered and threw down the wooden stick, and proudly scratched his nose with the index finger of his right hand.

"Haha...Little thief, don't you know that my young master is invincible with his magical skills?" Chu Yunlong narrowed his eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Young master, it's because you have nothing to talk about under the sap!

Xiaodao at the side thought in his heart, he put away his dagger at this time, and bowed respectfully, his expression and words were extremely flattering: "Master! How can you use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Please take care of these little fellows. Did you make a move?"

If the leader is good, the subordinates must be flattering.The good young Dao who had only been in Chu's Manor for a few days, unexpectedly corroded and degenerated very quickly.It is really sad for those who see it, and tears for those who hear it.

It's just that this flattery was photographed on the horse's leg, and I saw Chu Yunlong stare, and said angrily: "Nonsense, I also know that I am overqualified, no, when you were playing tunnel battles just now, my master and I Still hiding in the villa and not daring to come out."

"Hey...Young master is joking again. You don't dare to do it, you just don't want to force it." Xiaodao smiled and wiped his sweat secretly.

Young master, don't pretend to be tender, it doesn't matter if you deceive the enemy, don't even deceive your own people?

Chu Yunlong was quite satisfied with Xiaodao's attitude, and nodded, but he immediately shook his head again, sighed and said, "Although I'm not very satisfied with your performance, I insist on this attitude. It's just..."

Xiaodao blinked suspiciously, and asked cautiously: "Master, what is it?"

Chu Yunlong's face turned black, he gritted his teeth and stared at the knife, and suddenly cursed at the top of his voice: "It's just that I and his Madde are almost gone, so you still have time to chat?"

ah?Damn it, young master, I was wronged!For a moment Xiao Daoyu cried without tears.

Ding, ding, ding...

The sound of swords and halberds clashing could be heard endlessly. The two Martial Sovereigns fought from the sky to the ground. By this time, the battle energy of both sides had been exhausted.

It's just that in comparison, Shen Mengyao's appearance is miserable.Her face was pale, and there was still a trace of blood oozing from her lips.The warriors under his command tried their best to support it, and everyone was already close to running out of fuel.

"This can't work, once the formation is broken, I will definitely..." Shen Mengyao was secretly anxious, but when she was slightly distracted, Ming Zhantian, who had experienced many battles, immediately seized this rare opportunity.I could only hear the ear-piercing sound of the weapon's "sharp edge".

Ming Zhantian's twin halberds actually locked the beautiful general's sword, and the dazzling sparks of iron filings just reflected the ferocious smiling face of the bearded man in red robe.

"Shen Mengyao, what are you still insisting on? You are doomed to lose this battle!"

puff...

Under the combination of shock and anger, Shen Mengyao couldn't help spit out a mouthful of blood, she closed her eyes in despair, and mourned in her heart: "Your Highness, Mengyao did her best!"

At this critical moment, two roars suddenly came from the ground.

"You damn mad, hurry up and shoot that bearded man!"

"Damn it, you are resisting that stupid girl!"

The two Martial Emperors in the battle suddenly cursed secretly in their hearts: "Damn it, whose voice is so annoying?"

Dangdangdang... At the critical moment, it is natural that a "hero" needs to appear.

I saw Chu Yunlong repeatedly pouting and kicking the knife violently, and finally let this pedantic servant who upholds the concept of one-hit-kill-kill, strike with hatred.

A flying knife flew towards Ming Zhantian's neck with a mediocre aura that neither shocked the world nor wept ghosts and gods.

The bearded man in the red robe, who had the upper hand in the stalemate, dripped cold sweat quietly. He didn't want to give up this rare chance to win, but he didn't dare to let his fleshy body fight the roaring flying knives.

What to do?Damn it, which bastard disturbed the old man?

Ming Zhan's weather was in a hurry, and suddenly his eyes rolled, thinking about it.

"open!"

With a roar, he quickly backed away.But before Shen Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief, he went straight to the other's dying warrior.

The beautiful general trembled in her heart, raised her eyebrows, and couldn't help shouting: "Ming Zhantian, how dare you!"

"Haha... After the old man breaks your formation, how can you, a weak third-rank Martial Emperor, use to fight me?" Ming Zhantian swung his two halberds in succession, and suddenly a dozen good people were killed. Fly into the air.

When Chu Yunlong saw this, he suddenly turned pale in shock and shouted: "Damn it, my subordinates are dead, why is this old man still so arrogant?"

Xiaodao said with a serious face: "Young master, soldier against soldier, general against general, facing this Martial Emperor-level master, it's time for us to dispatch a mysterious master to stabilize the situation!"

Chu Yunlong bared his teeth, and looked at Chu with big eyes to small eyes.

The knife hurts!According to Chu Yi's urination, young master, I should be that mysterious master, but can I tell you frankly?

Ming Zhantian glanced at Chu Yunlong with a sneer and said, "Hmph, little bugs, after I kill her, I'll come and kill you!"

I'll go, I'm so crazy, but young master, I'm really not good at fighting head-on!

Thinking of this, Chu Yunlong suddenly shouted loudly: "Stupid girl, think of a way!"

The beautiful general's eyes turned cold, and her eyes were filled with the will to die. At this moment, she had no choice but to fight to the death!

The beautiful general gritted her teeth and shouted: "I will fight against him for a while, and you continue to attack with flying knives!"

Ming Zhantian said disdainfully: "What? A joke, you can still fight against me?"

Shen Mengyao raised her brows, and there was a tragic smile on the corner of her mouth: "I couldn't just now, but now... fighting spirit is aroused!"

Desperate?

The loud fighting spirit of the Martial Emperor class?

The fighting spirit wings spread out again, Shen Mengyao's fighting spirit surged, and soon surpassed the peak state, and even an abnormal blush appeared on her face.

Compared with Martial King-level masters, the effect of a higher-level master's fighting qi stimulation is naturally more amazing, but the duration is twice as short.

For example, for Xu Wei, the sixth-rank martial king, the duration of his battle qi was about one cup of tea.But Shen Mengyao, the third-rank Martial Emperor, only had fifteen breaths.As for Wuzong, Wusheng, Wudi, and even Wushen, it may only be for a short moment, so fighting energy must not be used lightly, let alone abused, unless it is a life-and-death moment.

"No, it's due to the arousal of fighting spirit!" Ming Zhantian's complexion changed drastically, he hurriedly tried to avoid Shen Mengyao, but he didn't expect that the other party was one step ahead of him, and tightly entangled with himself.

Shen Mengyao yelled softly: "Quick she!"

"Xiaodao, the beauties have orders, so you're still reluctant to do so, shoot a few more times!" Chu Yunlong turned his head to look at the servant beside him, and said solemnly.

The little knife nodded naturally, concentrating on Qi and luck, a flying knife was caught between his fingertips, and he threw it out suddenly.

"Xiao Li's flying knife, there are no cases where it's false, sick!"

puff!

The flying knife hit the bearded man in the red robe in response, but Ming Zhantian reacted in time and successfully avoided the vital point, and he had the fighting spirit to protect his body, so the flying knife only pierced into the shoulder, and the flesh was very shallow.

For a moment, Ming Zhantian was not surprised but happy after being injured, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Haha, it made me worry for so long in vain, so it turns out that this throwing knife is useless!"

But at this time Shen Mengyao frowned and said secretly: "Damn it, there are still 7 breaths left!"

Chu Yunlong was furious, kicked the knife down, and cursed with hatred: "Fuck, are you Xiao Li's flying knife? You are Xiao Li's grandson's flying knife!"

Xiao Dao was very aggrieved and muttered: "Master, my flying knife is useless, even the master Wu King can't kill him, let alone the Wu Emperor!"

"Nimma, it seems that if you want to launch Xiao Li's grandfather's throwing knife, you can only look at my young master's."

Chu Yunlong snatched the flying knife resentfully, and squinted at Ming Zhantian.

4 interest time,

3 breaths,

2 interest...

Beads of sweat dripped from Shen Mengyao's cheeks. She felt that her majestic fighting spirit might collapse at any time. At the last moment, she opened her pretty eyes and suddenly shouted: "Quick, she!"

Chu Yunlong's face was dignified, and the flying knife was tightly clasped in his hand. The black light in his sleeve flashed, and a layer of purple light was immediately attached to the flying knife.

"Ten Movements of the Underworld - Thunder!"

Whoosh, a flash of lightning struck Ming Zhantian, who was fully concentrated, but the majestic Ninth Rank Martial Emperor had no power to dodge this blow.

Hearing Ming Zhantian screamed, he immediately withdrew and flew back, disappearing without a trace after a few ups and downs.Chu Yunlong looked at the ball of blood on the ground with a strange expression, as if he seemed to remember that a ball of blood was brought out from the crotch of the bearded man in the red robe just now.

Fuck, the young master is really awesome this time!