The moment the prophet's core light plate collapsed, countless herdsmen regained their sanity and recalled what they had done during the period when they were bewitched. Countless people were frightened and turned pale.
He actually went against the country...
A small number of people, at the moment when the core light plate collapsed, were hit deep in the soul by the strong ancient energy.
Deng Ya is one of them.
He originally held a sword and kept trying to rush to the top of the Himalayas.
But midway, as the core light plate was shattered by Qin Jue, invisible ancient energy spread out from the top of the mountain, hitting him like a wave.
It stands to reason that he was not bewitched by the prophet, so he would naturally not be affected by the explosion of the core light plate like those genetic warriors.
But at that moment, Deng Ya was stunned, and many unfamiliar but familiar pictures appeared in his mind.
He saw a peerless young man holding a sword standing in front of a huge building complex suspended on the surface of the Blue Star's atmosphere. He also saw that this building complex was engraved with three large gilt characters of "Southern Gate".
He saw the peerless young man killing so many people throughout the solar system shouting one name.
Juggernaut.
The ancient young sword master, whose reputation resounds throughout the galaxy.
People admired him, and even his wife was called the Sword Mother.
Deng Ya felt that the sword master's face was very similar to his own, but that sword master already had a wife whom he loved deeply. Deng Ya felt that he didn't miss him anymore because he had no awareness of the relationship between men and women. After all, he was the only one who had a wife. Eight or nine years old.
It's a pity that the memory fragments come like a tide, but they disperse like a tide.
Deng Ya regained consciousness while panting, with only one image in his mind.
It was the scene of the ancient young swordsman holding his wife and standing in front of the building complex called Nantianmen.
"Huh...what the hell is that?"
Deng Ya shook his head to get rid of the extra thoughts and looked at the top of the Himalayas with complex eyes.
He heard the joyous shouts of victory coming from the top of the mountain.
His face was helpless and happy.
Unfortunately, it is impossible to continue to prove it.
Fortunately, the war has been won and no one will die in the Hoh Xil Mountains.
Deng Ya turned around and started walking down the mountain. I don't know when his body had become much more mature than a normal eight or nine-year-old child, but his appearance looked like a mature child of fifteen or sixteen years old.
Suddenly, Deng Ya saw a familiar person again.
The old man I met in the Hoh Xil Mountains.
At this moment, the butcher also noticed Deng Ya and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Child, I didn't expect to meet you again."
The butcher glanced at the black sword blade behind Deng Ya, raised his eyebrows and said, "We are really destined. What is the young swordsman doing here? He wouldn't say that he came here to chop firewood with his sword, right?"
"What does it have to do with you?"
Deng Ya looked calmly and looked at the butcher carefully. When he saw that the butcher's knife in his hand was covered in blood, his eyes instantly showed strong hostility.
"You killed someone!?"
The butcher was stunned, and before he could react, he saw Deng Ya rushing towards him with the wind.
bump!
The butcher quickly raised his heavy butcher's knife, barely able to block Deng Ya's sword.
"Damn! Is there something wrong with your kid's brain?"
The butcher yelled: "Why don't I just tease you a few words, because you are a young and energetic kid who can't stand it anymore?"
Deng Ya slashed the sword blade continuously, stabbing the vital parts with each move. After being successfully blocked by the butcher again, he said coldly: "Here, the cattle and sheep have long disappeared. Your knife is stained with blood. You killed someone." Still don’t admit it?”
The butcher's eyes widened and he was about to explain when he saw Deng Ya twisting his wrist and stabbing his crotch with the sword blade.
A chill instantly covered the butcher's legs.
"No! Is there something wrong with you!?"
The butcher was also beaten to a real fire.
"Is it your turn to show off your teeth here?"
Ever since, Deng Ya and the butcher started fighting each other with swords and knives.
It wasn't until Ryan arrived with the Crusader Knights that the two of them stopped and looked at Ryan's group of obviously Westerners with unkind eyes.
"Watch what I do? You continue." Ryan smiled and planned to take a detour.
However, the butcher threw the butcher's knife carefully and stabbed it right in front of Ryan.
"Why do Westerners come to our snowy land in the West?"
The Butcher glanced at the knights, including each knight's accessories, and made a simple estimate of the armor in his mind.
Ryan frowned slightly and explained: "Come to help the Daxia army fight against the prophet."
"Huh? Really?" The butcher smiled half-heartedly, with a look of disbelief.
The Snowy Territory of the West was invaded by the Tianzhu Kingdom under the instigation of the West a few years ago, and now Westerners will come to help with kindness?
"Believe it or not." Ryan said expressionlessly: "Get out of the way!"
The atmosphere instantly became anxious.
Deng Ya looked at Ryan, then at the butcher, and finally stood beside the butcher silently holding a sword.
Although the two were still fighting just now, the blood of Daxia was flowing in their bodies. Faced with the sudden appearance of the Westerners, the two of them chose to abandon their previous grudges with a tacit understanding.
"Fake..." Ryan covered his forehead, extremely speechless.
He really didn't want to get entangled with the two people in front of him, so he waved his hand and said, "Do you know your Chief of Staff Qin Jue of Daxia? I am his friend. If you have anything to do, come to him."
Do you know my brother?
Deng Ya was shocked and looked at the butcher.
The butcher curled his lips on the spot: "Anyone can name the Chief of General Staff of our country. If you say he is a friend, then he is a friend? I will tell you for the last time, either leave, or wait for me to contact the officials of the Snowy Region of the West to come and verify your identity... .... Damn it! How can there be any official website in the Snowy Region of the West now..."
Ryan was extremely irritated: "I'm really too lazy to bother with you two. Do you have to ask me to verify my identity? Do you have to?"
"right!"
Ryan was irritated and helpless, and was about to take out his cell phone to call Qin Jue.
However, the Knights can no longer stand it. After all, Ryan is the rising Western God of War in the Iron Tower Alliance. He has not been sought after by thousands of people wherever he goes in the West, but now he has to be made trouble by two casual Easterners here?
Even the Knights' horses were stamping restlessly on the ground.
Ryan's eyes glanced at the people around him and reminded: "This is Daxia."
The knights who were originally eager to try could only suppress their inner impulses.
The butcher curled his lips: "Want to take action? Feel like you've been exposed, so some people are anxious?"
"Fake! Shut your stinky mouth!" A young knight was furious. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart: "We have worked hard to run two thousand kilometers to support Daxia! We are not here to be defeated by Daxia. People are making things difficult!”
"You said support is support? Show us the evidence!"
The butcher also widened his eyes.
Deng Ya looked here and then there, his face full of embarrassment.
He was too immature after all. He could get used to rushing into battle to kill enemies, but he seemed at a loss when faced with such interpersonal disputes.
