Immortal life from eternal life by leek flower pickle

Yuyi’s sword and gun are inaccessible, and with the power of thirteen horses that can fight with the masters of divine power, the upper Xuan of the battlefield is the god of war.

No one can stop it.

The simple knife in his hand was a blank, and the army quickly made up for it, but it still didn’t help.

“The devil, he is the devil.”

“Eternal life is above, quickly save me.”

“He is the devil, he cannot be killed, run, run.”

That manpower-like force made these Mengyuan soldiers also full of panic, and they also fled screaming in the face of Shangguan’s order.

Such a scene naturally alarmed the Great Khan Meng Ge of the Chinese army.

Meng Ge frowned and said angrily, “What happened?”

“The devil, there is the devil.”

“Huh?”

Looking at the thousand-year-old Meng Ge who had fallen into collapse, he also had doubts in his heart, climbed on the high platform under the protection of the soldiers around him, climbed high and looked far away, and directly on the left side of the army, a blood-red figure, holding a long knife, invincible, step by step towards the center of the army.

No one can stop you.

One slash was slashed, and several people were killed.

With a knife in hand, it kills hundreds of thousands of troops, and no one can be defeated.

Such a scene made the Great Khan Meng Ge also shocked in his heart, and said: “There is such a fierce general in the world, can you know who it is?” No

one around him responded.

A white-haired general in his left hand handed over his hand and said: “Your Majesty, this person has high martial arts, presumably it is that Central Plains martial arts person, he can let the national master kill him.”

“No, Your Majesty, the national master needs to deal with me Guo Jing, it is better to let me wait for the worship to make a move, and I will definitely be able to cut down the thief chief.” An obese old man holding an abacus said loudly.

The national master is the King of the Golden Wheel, with profound skills and extremely strong force, if he is allowed to strike again, he and the others really can’t even drink the soup, how can he show his face in front of the Great Khan Mengge.

Meng Ge nodded and said, “That’s fine, this person… It’s better if you can catch it alive.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The fat old man was overjoyed in his heart, and led the order to rush towards Fang Xuan with the other four worshippers.

At this time, the simple knife in Fang Xuan’s hand was already full of openings, and the feather clothes on his body were also full of blood, which looked very terrifying.

The Meng Yuan soldiers around them shivered like ghosts, and in the face of Fang Xuan’s steps, they only dared to retreat, not to advance.

The broken knife in his hand was lost, and he casually picked up another machete on the ground.

“Haha, that kid, but with a bit of brute strength, he dares to break into the camp alone, I really don’t know how to write the word of death, Your Majesty is benevolent, spare you not to die, don’t hurry up and cast…”

“Noisy.”

The scimitar that Fang Xuan had just picked up directly waved his hand, and a half-moon-shaped knife qi shot out into the air, and the person who was still talking just now was instantly broken in half from the center of his eyebrows.

The other four worshippers paused and their faces turned pale.

“The knife… Knife gas.

“This… This is impossible, even the five absolute in the world do not have such a skill, and they can cut out the sword qi out of thin air.

“Run.”

After saying that, he turned around and ran without hesitation.

Such a master himself and others are like children in front of him, let alone shoot.

Tread!

Footsteps on this blood-stained mud, scimitars wielded, knife qi rampant, no one can stop it.

Mengyuan cavalry came on horseback, tens of thousands of cavalry were like war drums, even the mountains could be broken under the galloping of these ten thousand horses.

And Fang Xuan stood in front of the 10,000-horse torrent like a lone oars drifting in the sea.

“That’s right!”

The machete in his hand is discarded aside, and the right hand lunges punches.

“Fengshen Fury.”

The clouds above the head are thick, countless fierce winds gather behind them, and the power of heaven and earth converges into one.

A huge cyan giant figure tens of meters tall appeared out of thin air, in the same posture as Fang Xuan, lunge and punch.

Boom~

A huge roar sounded, and the torrent-like cavalry instantly blasted out a huge ravine under this punch, and the ravine was full of blood-red mud, and some fragments of armor and swords could be faintly seen.

The entire battlefield was silent, and everyone looked up at the cyan giant figure tens of meters tall in the center of the battlefield, as well as the ravine in front of the giant.

God.

Duh~

“Eternal life.”

Some terrified soldiers dropped their swords and fell to their knees, praying for eternal forgiveness.

Great Khan Meng Ge was also blinded at this time, and shouted at the generals beside him: “Who is he? Who the hell is he? ”

Tread!

Fang Xuan stepped on the plasma, looking at the big Khan Meng Ge on the high platform, his eyes were extremely indifferent.

“Your

Excellency…” Huh~ The

sword light slashed, and the half-moon-shaped knife qi pierced people’s eyes, and slashed straight towards the Great Khan Mengge.

Meng Ge’s face changed greatly, his body kept retreating, but the speed of the knife qi was extremely fast, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Before the sharp knife qi reached the skin, there was a tingling pain, and the feeling of powerless fear of death in my heart rose up, and despair spread all over my cheeks.

Duh~

A black gear made a sound of breaking the air, blocking Meng Ge’s face.

With a muffled sound, the gear was instantly split into pieces, and the sword qi was also consumed.

Buzz!

Under the sunlight, a golden light made a sound of breaking through the air, striking towards Fang Xuan like a scorching sun. Looking up, it was

a golden wheel, and the wheel was surrounded by jagged sharps.

Duh~

Fang Xuan clenched his fist in his right hand and hit the golden wheel with a punch.

With the sound of gold and iron, the gear was instantly beaten into a piece of scrap iron and fell aside.

King Jinlun jumped down from the high platform and blocked Meng Ge’s body with a guarded face.

Fang Xuan also looked curiously at the famous Tibetan holy monk King Jinlun in front of him. The role of King

Jinlun in the Condor Heroes is extremely heavy, the national teacher of Mongolia, who studied martial arts in the Esoteric Vajra Sect, wearing a yellow robe, extremely tall and thin, with a slightly sunken brain, and is good at gold, silver, copper, iron, and lead five wheels, so he won titles such as “Five Wheels of Fame” and “Golden Wheel King”.

There is also his practice of the famous “Dragon and Elephant Ruogong”, claiming that each layer of practice can increase the power of one dragon and one elephant, and when you practice ten layers, you can have the huge power of ten dragons and ten elephants, the power is infinite, and every move weighs a thousand pounds.

This alone was enough to surprise Fang Xuan. The

power of thousands of catties in the Xuanhuang Great World means that he has reached the realm of divine power and has the power of a horse.

Being able to achieve such strength in this small world shows that this martial arts secret is indeed outstanding.

Even in Fang Xuan’s opinion, the Dragon and Elephant Ruogong had more potential than the Nine Yin True Scripture.

“King Jinlun?”

King Jinlun was also slightly stunned, but he didn’t expect this person to recognize himself.

The body bowed slightly and said with a Buddha trumpet: “Little monk Jinlun has seen Your Excellency.

“This is like a monk, but it’s a pity that it’s too competitive, and it’s not good to eat fasting Buddha, meditate and meditate every day, and I want to compete for the first place in the world, and I have a hanging sample with Hatomo Chi.” Fang Xuan commented.

“You are talking about the King Dalunming of the Snow Mountain Dalun Temple during the Northern Song Dynasty? The little monk He De can be compared with King Ming of the Great Wheel.

While speaking, King Jinlun heard the person in front of him say that he was also proud of his Dalun Ming King’s imagination.

What Fang Xuan didn’t know was that after Hatomozhi’s experience in the Central Plains, although his martial arts skills were lost, he also realized it thoroughly, returned to Tubo, immersed himself in the study of Buddhist scriptures, and became a generation of senior monks.