The Glory of the King of Qin

The sound of fighting in the room was far higher than usual, and the violent sound of 973 suddenly sounded, dragons roared and tigers roared, majestic, thick and vast infuriating energy, like an overwhelming force, torn apart one of the bamboo houses in an instant, and the fragments flew.Tian Mi flew out like a cannonball and landed heavily on the ground, making a good mark.

Yinglou floated out and flew off the roof. After taking a look, he turned around and flew out.

"Yinglou, hurry up, don't let him run away!" Tian Mi shouted while covering her heart.

Lingxi and the others were stunned at first, but they soon realized that the unexpected situation that the hall master specially explained before was referring to this, so while calling the halls and elders, he led people to chase after them quickly.

The dangling bamboo hut is still warm.

Although it was already negotiated, but looking at everything in the house, there was an unknown feeling of irritability in my heart.

How many years was the last time?Six years, seven years or eight years.

This time, will it be another six or seven years?

When people are there, I can't wait to bite him to death, but when people are not there, there is some hesitation in my heart.

Yinglou finally showed up and attacked Tian Mi, the head of Kuiwei Hall. Tian Mi was seriously injured and finally fled the door. The six elders hurriedly sent a message to all the disciples to start sieging and blocking!Even if he loses his troops, he must be captured!

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040. Jump, jump, jump

On the top of Daze Mountain, you can see the stone statue of Shennong standing in the distance. ℡ Magazines v Bugs ℡

The farmhouse is in the net, and Yinglou does not do much entanglement, so he walks lurkingly, trying not to do as much work as possible.

Of course, the peasants held on tight.

More than a thousand disciples came to surround him, and they were increasing.

Among the [-] disciples of the farm family, more than half of them are armed with martial arts. No matter how high or low, most of them are much better than the middle-to-higher experienced Taoist soldiers on the battlefield. What's more, there are also a lot of" Masters', and this time, the ones who were transferred back to hunt him down were the elites of these masters.

Although Yinglou is not afraid of these people, at least it is very easy to solve them when they are not in a big situation. However, the farmhouse six halls are behind Tian Mi's five hall masters and vice hall masters. The six elders also followed closely. According to the situation in which he had fought with those two people and the information he had heard from Tian Mi these days, his guess was good that day. , trying to cultivate Di Ze Twenty-Four to the highest 'magic power' realm.

Therefore, being rigid is not acceptable.

What's more, the so-called Shennong grass is not easy to provoke.

Tian Mi doesn't know much about Shennongcao. After all, only the six elders of the past dynasties and Xia Kui have the right to take it out. It's just that, although it is rare, it has a certain price, and Shenlongcao is not. This thing, looking at the whole world, is also a sacred thing, unparalleled in the world, priceless!

It stands to reason that if this kind of anti-sky thing is used once, it will inevitably have a very long CD. This is common sense.

However, it is better not to be impulsive even for things that the system dare not guarantee.

The top of the mountain faces west all the way, but for a moment, the Wulong River, see the river again.

The river was sparkling, with white flowers swirling in the water, scoured with ripples and ripples, Yinglou stood still, his eyes looked around, and then he looked at the rocks on the river beach and duckbill beach not far away. In one place, Ying Lou was the second time I met.

Across the river stood a man in brocade clothes, with long arms and thick fingers but extremely dark, as if two balls of black ink, a mustache with a touch of white hair on his head, looking at Yinglou, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "In my life, the best bet, However, there are winners and losers. Although there have not been many losses over the years, this time, it seems that I made the right bet~ "!"

The head of the farmhouse Siyuetang, Situ Wanli.

It is obviously difficult to block Yinglou, and even more difficult to seize Yinglou, step by step, so this is the most obvious proof of why the farmer failed to return during this period of time!And for Situ Wanli, the 'God of Gamblers', taking a gamble is his favorite way. This time he was not used to the previous way, and he resolutely used his sixth sense to gamble.

He was right.

Ying Lou, who never played cards according to common sense, was blocked by him, and the psychology of gamblers also played cards according to common sense.

Only the unreasonable gambler's mentality is the unreasonable nemesis of Ying Lou.

The river water flows tidal, and the sunlight reflects a luster. The silver sword light blooms in this luster, and a large number of water droplets fly into the air, triggering rainbows. Among the rainbows, Seven rotating double knives like dice flank Ying Lou.

Yinglou stepped on the waves and touched the water, moving on the water, and the Zhaodan sword transformed into seven sword shadows. The knives were knocked to the ground by Yinglou, and the last one was left. A sword stabbed out and was about to fall, but the knives suddenly disintegrated, swishly came a half-way turn, and hit the heads on both sides of Yinglou.

The afterimages are connected one after another, reflecting the lustre of the gallbladder sword, recovered in such a fleeting time, back and forth one after another, blocking the pair of swords, but Situ Wanli's final killer move has reached the door.

Ding!

The two knives hit Ying Lou's forehead, but it did not break Ying Lou's head as Situ Wanli expected, but made a crisp golden sound, which made his face change instantly. With a look, the sword Meteor in his hand flashed, and cut a small hole like a cangyu, breaking Situ Wanli's chest.

chi chi chi-

The sparks bloomed slightly, Situ Wanli leaped and flipped backwards, stepped on the water with his feet heavily, paddled, and finally stopped, looked down at the Heavenly Silk Armor on his chest, and was faintly afraid in his heart, such a terrifying sword, so fast Speed, if I hadn't been wearing treasure armor, I'm afraid that this move would have cut myself open. Although I heard a lot of rumors about him, it was the first time I faced him, but I didn't expect the result to be like this. horrible!No wonder the giants were chased to death by him!

But——the figure moves again!

His purpose was not to seriously injure Ying Lou or kill Ying Lou. His purpose was to stop Ying Lou, delay him, and fight to the death. As a gambler, delaying people is his specialty.

".〃It's a good plan, but unfortunately, I don't have time to spend with you!" The master knows what the other party's state is when he fights, so obviously delaying, clinging to himself, how can he not see through?I don't have time to delay, the sword's stance changes, and the flickering displacement of the ground shrinks into an inch, the sword light is fast, faster, faster, faster, faster!

The simple and not complicated sword stance is direct and decisive, but every move hit Situ Wanli. Its speed is so fast that it is only popular. In the face of Yinglou, Situ Wanli has almost no resistance. Relying on Baojia's blind defense to not be beheaded by one move, he was suffering and supported in his heart. .

Zheng - chi bang!

The sword light passed through Situ Wanli's abdomen again, sparks bloomed, and the Zhaodan sword suddenly turned and bounced. Situ Wanli was slapped violently on Situ Wanli's body like a snake whip, and Situ Wanli was immediately thrown away.

Whoa!

(Good money) Water splashed everywhere, Situ Wanli vomited blood again and again and fell to the ground, his clothes were tattered, and there were also cracks in the treasure armor. After all, it was a foreign object. Breaking this armor is not difficult at all.

Whoosh!

A fine-steel sword appeared in his left hand, blessed with infuriating energy, he waved it casually, and only took Situ Wanli.

"But water!"

The sound was abrupt, the sound of rushing water sounded from the river, a palm blocked in front of Situ Wan, the steel sword was wrapped with a grunt, banged, the sword fell to the ground, the water droplets were messy, and an old man rushed out of the forest. Wearing it out, wearing a mask, with a nine-star grass representing the identity of a farmer, dark beards, red hair ropes, and pointed beards under the lips.