I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

A teacher suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked at his fingers.

"There seems to be a group of people over there. There may be three or four hundred people. They only wear bellybands. Are they also prisoners?"

They could already imagine that this should be something that Wang Xuan did.

I like to pick people's clothes, leaving only the bellyband, what kind of hobby is this, and I feel cold in an instant.

Fortunately, Wang Xuan was one of his own, if anyone became an enemy of Wang Xuan and fell into his hands, it would be terrifying to think about.

Wang Xuan had already finished disarming and disarming the more than 900 prisoners. When all their clothes were taken off, leaving only a bellyband, and their bare buttocks exposed to the cool wind, wave after wave of anger Value surges.

This feeling is very cool, this is wealth.

It's just that Wang Xuan didn't know that this scene had fallen into the eyes of many people and shocked how many people.

Two corporal leaders came over with three hundred captured Chu soldiers, and joined forces with Wang Xuan smoothly.

Sun Ming and others on the hillside were also preparing to meet Wang Xuan.

At this moment, there was a thunderous sound of hooves, and a man in red armor appeared on the hillside.

Just standing there, there is a terrifying aura like a mountain.

The moment the opponent appeared, everyone recognized him as the commander of the Tenglong Legion—Long Qi.

The moment Long Qi appeared, a black shadow quietly appeared in the other direction.

Zhang Han also came.

In addition to Zhang Han, the dean of Shang Jun Academy, Luo Xiao and other masters also appeared at the same time, obviously they and Zhang Han gathered together.

Originally, Wang Xuan was shocked when he saw Long Qi appear, thinking that he had alarmed Long Qi.

Now that Zhang Han also appeared at the same time, he knew that he was not targeting him at all, but just happened to use this place as the battlefield for the decisive battle.

"Zhang Han, didn't you expect that a big fire killed more than [-]% of your brothers, isn't it very heartbreaking? The sound of their bodies being pierced by arrows, the sound of their bodies being burned by the fire, is so wonderful wonderful."

Long Qi's voice was infused with true energy, and it was clearly heard by everyone.

Immediately, Zhang Han, including all the soldiers of the Qin Army, clenched their fists.

Thinking of the tragic death of their companions, everyone's eyes were full of anger.

On the hillside, there is only the dragon's self-satisfied laughter.

At this moment, an unharmonious voice sounded.

"That red-haired monster, your latrine was bombed, and your mouth is so stinky? Come down and challenge me one-on-one, and I will pick out all your guts with one sword."

Wang Xuan stood up with big strides, pointed at Long Qie on the hillside and cursed.

The long and sharp eyes instantly locked on Wang Xuan at the bottom of the hillside.

Especially seeing the Chu soldiers with only bellybands left, their eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Anger +699."

Chapter 231 This Kid Is Interesting

Long Qi was irritated by Wang Xuan, the commander of his majestic Tenglong Legion, only Zhang Han was qualified to talk to him, but a brat who came out of nowhere dared to use such provocative language, It's just courting death.

"Boy, who are you, tell me your name."

Long Qi said coldly.

He didn't have the habit of not killing unknown generals, but he was curious about the name of this guy who dared to insult him, and why he could be so arrogant.

Wang Xuan directly pulled out the Tiger Soul Sword in his hand, pointed at the dragon and said: "My husband will change his name or surname, I am called Fancun, and I am a disciple of Chi Youtang from the farm."

Hearing Wang Xuan's words, Long Qi was startled.

"Could it be that the peasant family also took refuge in Daqin?"

You must know that in order to fight against the Qin State, the peasant family is the target that the remnants of the Chu State try their best to win over.

But it soon became apparent that something was wrong.

"I met Fancun from the farmer's family two years ago. His dress is different from yours, and his voice is also very different. You are an impersonator."

"Anger +333."

Long Qi felt a little bit pained, if he hadn't met Fancun himself, he would have been deceived by this guy.

Temeow's serious nonsense.

"What?" Wang Xuan was stunned, his expression a little embarrassed: "That... I haven't finished, I am Jian Twelve, a friend of Fancun."

Long Qi was deeply speechless towards Wang Xuan's thick skin.

I believe you ghost, I just heard that Jian Twelve was destroyed in the upper city, okay?

There's not a word of truth out of this guy's mouth.

"Anger +233."

"Red-haired monster, believe it or not, the young master is a disciple of Chi Youtang. You must have seen the tiger soul sword in his hand. It was handed over to him by Tian Hu himself. Today, the young master uses this tiger soul sword Chop you into minced meat."

Wang Xuan shouted arrogantly.

Long Qi is undoubtedly a very terrifying character, just look at his terrifying aura.

With Wang Xuan's strength, he might not be his opponent, but Wang Xuan is not afraid of anything at all, isn't there Zhang Han.

The leader of the dignified Shadow Secret Guard, can't he deal with a dragon?

Moreover, he has accumulated so many rage points in the past two days, and he hasn't added any points yet. Once he adds points, the ghost knows how terrifying his strength will be, and he will be shocked by that time.

On the other side, the soldiers of Chu State were all angry.

Where did such an arrogant bastard come from, he dared to say such provocative words to his own general, he should be damned!

"Anger +166."

"Anger +188."

"Anger +133."

...

Wang Xuan was pleasantly surprised, it was a very wise choice to stand up at this time.

The battlefield is indeed the best place to harvest anger.

It's a pity that the six kingdoms have all been wiped out now. Otherwise, before the thousands of troops and horses, you can only shout that you are all rubbish. You can imagine how spectacular the anger will be.

"Boy, you managed to piss me off."

Long Qi's voice was as icy and piercing as the cold wind of ten winters.

"General, I will deal with him."

Beside Longqi, a figure rushed out.

Dragging the meteor hammer in his hand, he rushed towards Emperor Xuan's position.

Long didn't speak, and acquiesced in his subordinate's behavior.

In his opinion, Wang Xuan is not yet qualified to be his opponent, so it is enough to let his subordinates down.

When that general was approaching Emperor Xuan, the meteor hammer in his hand started to dance.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The hammer flew in the sky with a whistling sound.

"Brother, you have to be careful, don't accidentally hit your balls." Wang Xuan's teasing voice sounded.

"Anger +299."

"court death!"

The general's eyes flickered with anger, and the hammer was covered with sharp protrusions.

"boom!"

The hammer volleyed down.

"Why is your temper so violent, can't you have a friendly conversation?"

Wang Xuan sighed, and unhurriedly threw a ball from his sleeve.

When the general saw the ball, he was startled, and hurriedly changed the trajectory of the hammer and smashed it on top of the ball.

"boom!"

The ball exploded instantly, and strong acid and rot liquid splashed out.

Even though the general blocked it with a hammer in time, his body was still splashed, and many holes were corroded on the leather armor.

A puff of blue smoke rose from the hair.

"insidious…"

The general looked at Wang Xuan angrily.

"Anger +366."

"Boy, take your life!"

He charged towards Wang Xuan again.

Wang Xuan threw another ball.

The opponent didn't dare to smash easily this time, and hid sideways.

After the ball hit the ground, it exploded instantly, and countless silver needles flew out.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xuan threw out various hidden weapons, the rainstorm pear blossom needle, the angry Tang lotus, the shrunken version of the blood drop...

The distance between that general and Wang Xuan was no more than a dozen steps, but he still couldn't cross the thunder pool by half a step.

"How many hidden weapons does this kid have?"

Long Qi frowned.