Daqin: Ask Zulong for the crown prince at the beginning

After waving his hand to make the others retreat, Ying Ziye drew out his big dragon knife.

He has already set his sights on Yong, a worthy master.

In the middle of the army, the old man holding a banner.

That should be a wizard from the Baiyue tribes. Unlike martial arts experts, this old wizard exudes sharp spiritual power.

Those mental fluctuations, like hidden blades, struck towards Ying Ziye.

Stimulated by the murderous aura in the void, he couldn't wait any longer, and jumped on top of the crowd, like a bird flying towards the old wizard.

Chapter 238 Baiyue Sorcerer, A Little Skill

With Ying Ziye's current state, he could no longer find an opponent in the Jianghu of the Central Plains.

After the death of Guiguzi and Donghuangtaiyi, he felt the loneliness of peerless independence.

Ying Ziye was very happy to see a capable wizard right now.

The figure was like a big bird, every time it stepped on it would explode a Baiyue soldier.

Along the way, flesh and blood paved the way under his feet.

The old wizard quietly watched Ying Ziye galloping towards him.

At their level, they can already foresee the final outcome before the fight.

Ying Ziye's state of unity of heaven and man made him feel a strong threat.

But at the time of this genocide war, the old wizard had no choice.

The banner in his hand shook, and a green mist condensed from the void, forming a barrier in front of him.

Afterwards, his body swayed slightly, and he hummed a wild song.

This is a ballad from the ancient wilderness, which can help the Baiyue witches communicate with each other.

As the old wizard's song sounded, thin black lines began to appear in the surrounding void.

Looking carefully, it was a black line made up of a group of tiny bugs.

The black flying Gu worms are densely packed.

Under the control of the old wizard, a big net was formed to separate the old wizard from Ying Ziye.

"Is this the method of Wizard Baiyue?"

　290 Ying Ziye smiled disdainfully.

The green fog barrier in front was a joke in Ying Ziye's eyes.

There may be a poison in this world that can kill him.

But it will definitely not be controlled by mortals, let alone the old wizard in front of him.

The most important thing is his current body, under the blessing of the Dragon Elephant Divine Art and the Vajra Body, it is not bad at all to say that the ten thousand dharmas do not invade.

"Small tricks, broken!"

Flesh and blood flew all the way to the green poisonous mist barrier, and Ying Ziye hit it with one hand.

The seemingly unbreakable and extremely poisonous barrier was instantly shattered.

The flying mist plunged into the body of the soldier below, instantly corroding the soldier into water.

"Tian Luo Di Net Gu!"

The old wizard swayed his body, directing the Gu worms in front of him to go towards Yingziyeshi.

The poisonous mist barrier was originally a means for him to delay winning Ziye, and it was expected that the poisonous mist would break through.

The Gu worms forming a big net, under the guidance of the old wizard, headed towards Yingziyesha.

This kind of Gu worm can break through the qi, and can withstand the crushing force of the grand master's qi.

Even if it is a strong man in the heavenly realm, if he is surrounded by Gu insects, he can only end up as a bone.

"The Baiyue Witch Clan only has this little trick that can't be put on the table, the qi becomes a sword!"

Facing the tiny flying insects that floated in mid-air without any effort but could break the qi, Ying Ziye did not use his indestructible body to try the abilities of these insects.

Most of the witch clan's methods are weird. Even if they can't poison themselves to death with poison, there is no guarantee that there will be no other way.

He won Ziye and was able to laugh at Daqin not because of his might and domineering, but because of his carefulness.

In his eyes, any danger must be avoided.

The details determine success or failure. How did those fortune-tellers who flaunted the coolness and smashed the sky die? Isn't it just the death of waves?

For example, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's astonishing talent would end up with nothing left.

That Guiguzi is also known as the number one teacher in the past and present, and the professor has countless wonderful and brilliant disciples.

In the end, he had no choice but to end it by himself.

All this is because they think too highly of themselves and cannot see the crisis behind things.

Ying Ziye was already vigilant in his heart when he faced the Tian Luo Di Wang Gu.

He is already invincible in this world, but it points to human beings, facing Gu worms, she still has a sense of fear.

People need to know how to be afraid.

Just like now, Ying Ziye circulated the real power in his body to form Gang Qi in his hands, and then turned the Gang Qi into tiny sword Qi.

The densely packed heaven and earth net Gu, Ying Ziye's sword energy swept down and turned into a headless corpse.

The old wizard didn't expect Ying Ziye to be so cautious.

He could lose his life immediately, but instead of standing still, he was serious with those Gu worms.

Let the opponent continue to kill, even the endless Gu worms will be exhausted at some point.

"Qin Dog, tremble under the power of the barbarian god!"

The old wizard stopped shaking and singing, and took out a horn from the leather pocket on his waist.

The horn blew, and the sound was thick and full of desolation and weirdness.

Immediately next to the old wizard, the soldier's body was swollen visible to the naked eye, and the reason in his eyes disappeared, leaving only cold indifference, like a machine without emotion.

The old wizard had also changed greatly in stature.

He, who was already a bit burly, became strong again, becoming like an ancient little giant.

Breaking through the barbarian costume on his body, the banner in his hand turned into a spear, and charged towards Ying Ziye.

At least more than 100 warriors maddened by wizards attacked Ying Ziye.

Because he is in the midst of many hundreds of troops, Ying Ziye has no choice but to deal with the enemy.

At this time, the Gu worms had been blown away with stellar energy, and when the old wizard took the lead in killing them, his murderous intentions became overwhelming.

With a flash of light from the big dragon knife in his hand, a beheaded Baiyue soldier was decapitated.

Changing hands again, the body of the soldier behind him was broken into two sections.

The sharpness of the dragon knife is not something that ordinary iron can have, let alone these Baiyue soldiers only have rattan armor.

"Clan people, kill the prince of Qin..."

At this time, Gamba, the patriarch of the Min clan, was also directing the soldiers around him to surround Ying Ziye.

Today is to use human life to pile up, but also to pile up Yingzi's night work to death.

Just as Ying Ziye was pulling the Baiyue tribes together, the Baiyue tribe is also looking for this important person who can dispatch the whole army of Dasanguan these days.

Now I know that this important person is the Prince of Qin.

All the tribes of Baiyue have the idea of ​​catching each other.

The 10,000+ army is assembled to win the big fish Ziye.

Unexpectedly, Ying Ziye jumped into the fishing net by himself.

The light of the sword was bursting with blood, and the old wizard disappeared at some point.

He might hack the opponent to death inadvertently in Ying Ziye, or he might be trampled to death by the soldiers behind him.

At this time, there were more than tens of thousands of Baiyue soldiers gathered around Ying Ziye.

The big dragon knife was swung into a beam of light, without any subtle knife skills.

Only the most primitive chopping and stabbing.

The corpses under the feet gradually piled up into a mountain, and Baiyue soldiers kept rushing up to die with red eyes.

Even if it's just a simple desire to delay Ying Ziye's knife attack speed.

These Baiyue soldiers who were full of hatred in their hearts also rushed up to block him.

Ying Ziye, whose heart is as firm as a rock, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was wandering in the sky.

The big dragon knife in his hand never shows mercy.

Zhang Han in the sea of ​​soldiers fought this kind of battle for the first time.

Looking around, the enemy is still the enemy, until a hill rises in the distance, and Ying Ziye stands on it like an ancient demon god.

The big dragon knife in the hand will take away a fresh life every time it is cut, just like the sickle of death.

Chapter 239 The Living Barbarian, Conquering Baiyue

On Yingxian Cave, Ying Ziye had already broken the courage of the Baiyue tribe.

This time, the [-] ethnic groups participating in the military gathering had already been killed by Ying Ziye alone, and their psychological shadows appeared.

Even though the patriarch of the Min clan kept promising and mobilizing.

But there was no one who dared to go up to fight with Ying Ziye, and no longer accepted the start of the battle. Those soldiers were desperate to trap Ying Ziye at the risk of death.

Now these warriors have been killed.

If a cold weapon is wrong, [-]% of the casualties will become loose sand.

This is what the current Baiyue soldiers look like.

Nearly [-] Baiyue soldiers were surrounded by five hundred Xuantian Jiawei.

It's a bit good to say this scene ~ laugh.

Five hundred Daqin warriors surrounded nearly [-] Baiyue soldiers.

All this is because of Ying Ziye at the Baiyue Warrior Center.

At this time, Ying Ziye was full of blood energy all over his body, and during the transpiration of blood energy, an illusory blood shadow was formed.

When all the Baiyue soldiers saw Ying Ziye on the corpse mountain, they all felt that the opponent was transformed by their own barbarian gods.

If it wasn't for Manshen, why would Ying Ziye be so powerful.

Among the extraordinary generals in the Baiyue Army, there are also many masters in martial arts.

But the strength of Ying Ziye has made everyone lose the courage to fight against him.

Wiping the Dalong Dao, Ying Ziye smiled happily on his bloody face.

The current situation is more or less the same as he envisioned.

After all, the tribes of Baiyue have not reached the realm of never surrendering to a hundred deaths, even if a few leaders can give up their lives.

But some soldiers at the bottom do not want to die.

For them, as long as their loved ones are still there.

After all, those slaughtered by the Xuantian Jiawei in the past two days were all civilians hiding in small cottages.

Those big tribes far away in the middle of the mountain forest, or those tribes that were not encountered by Ying Ziye, were not massacred.

The feelings among the Baiyue clans were not hard enough to fight for other clans.