Shen Tang raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb.
He sneered and said, "Today is the coffin bureau."
Shaochong looked at Shen Tang in horror: "Coffin Bureau?"
Doesn't even Lord Shen have the confidence to deal with Jiang Ao?
For brave warriors with similar overall strength, the victory or defeat sometimes depends on whose belief is stronger. The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road! Does Shen Tang's words mean that he is shaken? But in the next breath, I heard Shen Tang laughing loudly and arrogantly: "Coffin Bureau, one of him or me is going to be in the coffin! If I had known that my opponent was such a thing, I would have carried the coffin to see him off!"
Shaochong: "..."
Inexplicably, I felt that Mr. Shen's mental state was not right.
But he didn't think too much about it.
The most important thing is that Jiang Ao doesn't give him any room to think too much.
and--
Why does Shen Jun call himself "my mother"?
Shouldn't it be "I"?
Shaochong also imitated Shen Tang and said solemnly: "I agree, but his tortoise shell takes up a lot of space, and I'm afraid he won't be able to send a coffin away. If I had known this, I would have asked my eldest brother to help prepare one."
After speaking, he nodded to show his seriousness.
Jiang Ao's response to the two of them was an oncoming heavy sword. The roaring hurricane and the majestic sword energy rushed towards the two of them. The heavy sword is clumsy and heavy, and generally has nothing to do with the word "flexible", but in Jiang Ao's hands it is lighter than the Mother Sword.
After a while, the ground cracked with hundreds of cracks.
Jiang Ao, this old bastard, not only has rough skin, thick flesh, and a hard shell, he is also extremely durable. Shen Tang and Shaochong had been besieging him for such a long time, but the opponent's aura was always stable, and each martial energy maintained a very high intensity without any signs of decay.
Among the three, Shaochong is the most unstable.
Coupled with his madman-like aggressive playing style, the injuries on his body also increased visibly. Jiang Ao's eyes were filled with teasing, and he admitted that the two in front of him were rare geniuses in the world. However, the genius has not grown up and is still just an ant. Trampling and killing talented ants happened to be his favorite thing to do. See the burning hatred in the other person's eyes, see the despair in the other person's eyes...
The feeling of pleasure transcended his physical body.
It can make his soul tremble.
The emptiness that followed required more blood to soothe.
Suddenly, Jiang Ao felt a little bit teasing.
He forced Shaochong back with his heavy sword, kicked off the ground, and screamed at the same time. The armored war horse condensed with martial energy carried Jiang Ao on its back, and like a rapidly running mountain with the light of martial energy, it rushed towards the center of the coalition army. Shen Tang's eyes narrowed.
"not good!"
The soldiers condensed their energy into a shield, but under Jiang Ao's collision, it was no stronger than a piece of paper. Along the way, people fell on their backs, and the soldiers who were hit head-on turned into an exploding blood mist. Although the soldiers who were hit by the impact did not die, they lost half of their lives.
He is an army all by himself.
Cutting into the array is as smooth and smooth as cutting lard.
"Hahaha - let's see how I do this!"
When the Chinese army was still more than 200 feet away from the enemy, there were nearly a hundred brave warriors who came to intercept him. Jiang Ao didn't pay attention to them at all, and 60% of his martial energy was instantly poured into his sword. In the blink of an eye, the sky became dark and thunderclouds rolled.
The rumble of thunder was accompanied by lightning jumping across the clouds.
A giant sword shadow almost towering over the sky stood on the battlefield. Under Jiang Ao's crazy look, he mercilessly fell to the coalition forces!
How could Huang Lie still sit still in this scene?
The handrails were instantly broken into pieces.
His expression turned ferocious for a moment, and he said in a loud voice: "Stop him!"
Huang Lie didn't need to say anything, the people who were still in charge of the Chinese army took action directly. However, something happened suddenly and they didn't have time to gather their strength. How to deal with Jiang Ao who suddenly went crazy? One after another, the spirit spirits turned into powder in front of the fallen giant sword. The energy of heaven and earth was torn apart, and the air was vaguely distorted. A strong sense of suffocation and crisis overwhelmed everyone, and the blood faded.
The mysterious warrior next to Huang Lie suddenly raised his head to look at Jian Ying. He seemed to feel something as he took half a step forward. His solemn expression relaxed and he slowed down his steps again.
Take back. It turned out that in the lightning flash, a plain-robed scribe flashed in front of the sword shadow.
His figure stood there.
It seems small and humble, but it can make the sword energy branch automatically.
[Wiseness arises out of urgency]
As a last resort, Xun Zhen resorted to the method of scribes.
"Use his way and give back to him!"
This sword pours 60% of the martial energy of the sixteenth-level master, and even if it cannot kill Jiang Ao, it is enough to cause heavy damage to him. If Jiang Ao can be severely injured, the Gu Ren family's Shaochong alone should be able to deal with it without the strength of his own lord...
Xun Zhen figured everything out in an instant.
But the only thing he didn't expect was that Shen Tang would be blocking him. She almost appeared on the back foot, and it took time for the speaking spirit to activate. Even if this time is very short! But before the word spirit takes effect, this sword shadow is still Jiang Ao's sharp blade!
puff--
The moment Shen Tang appeared, without any hesitation, he took the time from the Wen Gong and Wu Halls and swung out a sword energy. The sword energy and sword shadow collided head-on, forming a cross. The two were entangled and biting each other. It seemed like a long process, but in fact, they were divided into high and low in an instant. When the armor on her body broke open and a bloodstain spread from her shoulder to her waist, she knew that Shen Tang had been defeated.
Xun Zhen's mind buzzed and he almost lost the ability to think.
He raised his hand to catch Shen Tang, who was crashing towards him with inertia.
"Lord——"
It's not that Xun Zhen has never killed someone, been stained with blood, and it's not that he has never seen blood, but he has never felt this thing so hot as he did now. The Wen Qi in the meridians was extremely manic, and a hurricane blew up in the Wen Palace. He looked in the direction of Jiang Ao, with murderous intent boiling over.
Jiang Ao seemed not to have expected this.
All I had to do was clap my hands and laugh on the battlefield: "God help me!"
Isn't it God who is helping him?
To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.
I didn't expect these wastes from the coalition forces to be used in such a way.
"I'm going to Quantai to recruit old people——"
Xun Zhen's voice suddenly became eerie and strange.
"One hundred thousand flags——"
"Kill Yama!"
The gold banknotes turned into white flags to attract spirits.
The strange and dark wind drifted silently across the battlefield, and the longing figure stepped on this wind and came back to the world. As the white flags fell to the ground, sharp horns sounded. The weak Shen Tang raised his bloody hand and tried to stop it - it was all money! It's all money! It's all money!
Shen Tang knew that Xun Zhen was invincible in the world, but——
Help her up, she can still fight!
Suddenly, she saw that the small treasury was running at a crazy deficit.
He didn't take a breath, and his vision went dark.
It didn't matter that she tilted her head, but this scene shocked the subordinates who saw it. The only one who was still calm and didn't go crazy was Jiang Sheng, because he could still look forward to it and knew that his lord's life was still alive and he couldn't cause any more chaos at this time.
The dark wind exploded, and the world became turbid.
The densely packed illusory figures appeared from the virtual to the real, holding weapons and looking at their clothes. A large number of them were enemy and enemy soldiers who had died not long ago. At this moment, the whole body was filled with the unique bloody evil aura of Huangquan, which made people feel chilled all over.
The coalition allies who saw this scene were silent.
One person, one army!
Xun Zhen's eyes fell on Jiang Ao: "Kill!"
Jiang Aoli remained unafraid among the enemy troops.
He just stood the epee in front of him and made a silent mouth gesture.
He was saying: [Interesting, right? 】
Xun Zhen was so emotional that her fingers were still shaking.
"Hanzhang, don't lose your mind. My lord is fine." Ning Yan and Shen Tang are connected in life, and they know each other's condition very well. But the person who said this is her scribe, one of the two incarnations of [Zixu] , "I will be on standby at this moment."
Ning Yan's way of being a scribe is the same as Yan'an's.
Naturally, she can also reject the fact that it has happened.
Xun Zhen wanted to hand Shen Tang over to [Zixu], but before he could hand it over, Shen Tang's bloody hand pressed down. The latter suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, and touched the wound wrinkles in front of him.
He frowned and looked as if he was about to shed tears in sadness.
"Lord?"
Shen Tang turned his head and looked at him with tears in his eyes.
He sniffed and asked, "Who beat the pear?"
Seeing that Shen Tang was fine, Xun Zhen's numb mind began to cool down and returned to normal. Then, he remembered the damage his scribe's way had done to Shen Tang's IQ. It is not difficult to understand why the Lord reacted like a child. He opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond. Ning Yan's [Zixu] was very honest, pointing at Jiang Ao who was trapped in the sea of heroic spirits: "He!"
Shen Tang looked over with red eyes.
His expression gradually changed from aggrieved and confused to cold.
Xun Zhen vaguely felt that her reaction was wrong, but before she could figure it out, Shen Tang had already stood up like a normal person and raised his hand to form the Mother Sword. A mark flashed across her fair and smooth forehead, and she shouted into the void: "Follow me!"
"only!"
jingle!
That was the response that seemed to come from the void.
A strange shadow appeared in front of everyone.
The visitor was dressed in gorgeous clothes with magnificent and strange patterns, and his whole body was covered in a broad robe. Only a pair of hands that looked like white jade were exposed. The phantom opened his hand and grasped it, and a stretched wooden staff emerged from his palm, with a red flower swaying on the top of the staff.
Huang Lie, Zhang He and Gu Ren lost control and got up.
The totem patterns on the Chinese clothes look so familiar!
"Gongxi tribe..."
"High Priest!"
Shen Tang seemed unaware, raised his sword and said, "Help me!"
The shadow prayed devoutly: "May I be driven by my god."
When the wooden stick falls to the ground, everything glows.
The civil and military palaces were filled to the brim in an instant.
Shen Tang rolled up his sleeves, put away his sword, and crossed the sea of people to kill Jiang Ao. The latter's vest felt cold, but he knew that there was no opponent of equal strength among the coalition forces. Even when Shen Tang joined forces with Shao Chong, he never felt that his life was threatened.
He continued to show off as usual.
No matter who comes, fight them off as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, before he could see the identity of the person coming, an unshakable force hit him. Jiang Ao, who was not prepared enough, flew into the air and flew upside down. All the heroic spirits on the path were scattered. Shen Tang went into battle with empty fists, but Jiang Ao resisted with his heavy sword, but the result was that the sword was broken and the person was injured.
Jiang Ao: "..."
Shen Tang opened his hand and formed a long sword, asking aggrievedly.
"Youli is so good, why do you want to hurt Youli?"
Jiang Ao: "..."
The more innocent and aggrieved Shen Tang looked, the more he felt that the other party seemed to be more perverted than himself. Shen Tang said angrily: "If you hurt Youli, you have to play a game with Youli. The loser will be punished. Let's play ghost hunting. The ghost who gets caught——"
She smiled brightly and said, "You must be taken seriously as a dead ghost!"
With every step Shen Tang took, his breath surged an inch.
"I'll count to three, you have to hide it."
Seven steps later, he was on par with Jiang Ao.
The eighth step is to stay above the first line and stop growing.
"Bastard, I'm going to start counting."
"one!"
Jiang Ao felt mortal danger.
But he cherished his life the most and rushed back to the battlefield.
"three!"
