Chapter 1453

"Brother Daoling!" Gu Tianning's face changed greatly. He rushed up in a hurry and was about to help Zhang Daoling, who was covered with blood.

Zhang Daoling waved and said, "it's OK!"

After that, Zhang Daoling glanced at Wang Wenshan and others, who were stunned, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wang Daoyou, I won this war."

Wang Wenshan's face is as black as the bottom of a pot. He can't imagine that he can't kill Zhang Daoling like this. Is the old man's life too hard?

You should know that they have paid a huge price to deal with Zhang Daoling, and they don't want to be saved by the other side.

In addition to Wang Wenshan, the two great friars in the later period of the Yuan Dynasty were also rustic. They knew the power of the blow just now. Zhang Daoling can follow such abnormal attacks. I can imagine my strength!

Although there are three great monks in the period of Yuanying on the east side of the army, it's really unpredictable that Zhang Daoling alone can defeat two monks in the later period of Yuanying.

When Wang Wenshan didn't speak, the old devil was furious. He pointed at Wang Wenshan angrily and shouted, "you cheat. It's not a fair fight at all. Where did you come up and explode yourself? "

"Hum, what I said before is so magnificent. I think it's your Donglin people who are insidious and cunning!" Gu Tianning can't help his anger and roar.

"It's a basic knowledge that you can't blow yourself up in a fight!"

"It's shameless of you to hurt our ally in this despicable way!"

The friars of the first infant period before the battle of Beilu were filled with indignation and shouted angrily.

Wang Wenshan shouted scornfully, "don't talk nonsense! The body of the friars we sent out has been destroyed by Taoist Zhang, leaving only Yuan Ying. There is no self explosion of Yuanying. Why does it come from the theory of explosion?

"Yes, this is a normal duel," said the bald old man on the fierce thunder and wind sculpture, "duels are not regulated to use thunderballs."

"You!" Feng Yue's eyes were angry, but there was no evidence to refute.

It's true that none of the friars in the first year of their life would practice the art of self explosion, which is pure suicide.

The corpse devil is refined by special methods, and can take the monk's Yuanying as the spirit. However, the primordial child who acted as a corpse devil had been refined, lost memory, and was forbidden to exist as a zombie.

So after the corpse devil's body explodes, the Yuanying can still be preserved, but it will die in a few days.

Zhang Daoling looked at Wang Wenshan and asked, "Taoist Wang, did I win this battle?"

Wang Wenshan's old face twitched slightly, and said coldly, "you win!"

In the middle of the battlefield, the wooden looking Yuanying villain, under the command of Wang Wenshan, also flew back to the east front of the army.

"In that case, today's match was won by our friars. According to the rules of continental war, the winner of the three formations and two victories is the winning side. Let's start the second round tomorrow! " Said Zhang Daoling in a deep voice.

Wang Wenshan's eyes were fixed on Zhang Daoling. He thought about the advantages and disadvantages in his mind and didn't respond for the time being.

"Brother Wang, why should we follow the pedantic rules? This surname Zhang Qi is very weak, and definitely suffered a very serious injury! If we take advantage of this time to shoot him, it will be easy! " The strong man on the chariot sent a message to Wang Wenshan.

"Yes, as long as we kill Zhang Daoling, a tough guy, there is only one male and female human demon left in Beilu in the late Yuan Dynasty, which is not enough to be feared. We are facing the army in the East and rolling over directly. The mob in the North cannot resist our attack! " The bald old man on the fierce thunder and wind sculpture also said.

Wang Wenshan frowned. Just now, he was thinking about this problem. He thought that he would take advantage of Zhang Daoling's serious injury and rush to kill him?

In this way, the army of both sides can not avoid a positive conflict! Although Wang Wenshan is sure to win, he still has a lot of scruples.

After all, the land area of Yunjian is too vast. The army in the East has just occupied the south land, and its foundation is unstable.

Wang Wenshan thought that if he didn't play in the way of the match and went to fight against Beilu, he would lose a lot.

At that time, even if the eastern friars could occupy the whole Yunjian continent, they would be in a state of depression for a long time.

There are often conflicts between the demons in the East and the people in the East. If the demons in the east come in, they will face the danger of internal and external troubles in the future.

After a lot of thinking, Wang Wenshan still dare not gamble. It's a safe move to defeat the army of northern friars in a duel.

I'm afraid that Taoist mausoleum can't be recovered in three or five years. The war was just a matter of days. Zhang Daoling's combat effectiveness was basically zero. The next two battlefields must not go to war.

One Zhang Daoling is missing. For the next two battles, the monks in the north land of Yunjian can be hanged by their neighbors.

Wang Wenshan glanced at Zhang Daoling and snorted coldly: "well, you won today. The second battle tomorrow is not as simple as today. You road friends of Beilu, wash your necks and wait for me! "

With that, Wang Wenshan twisted his hair and issued a military order: "east to the army, withdraw the border!"

The sound is like a thunderclap, which spreads for thousands of miles.

The dark East army began to retreat.

The friars of the first infant period before Beilu formation were relieved.

Shen Lang also pinched a sweat in his palm. However, he just doubted that the east front army would really tear its face and attack. After all, the rules of engagement could not restrain anything.

I didn't expect that the army in the East would obey the rules of war. Maybe the other side has its own plan.

After seeing the complete withdrawal of the army in the East, Zhang Daoling took a long breath.

It may be that the injury is too serious. His whole body is teetering in the air and almost fell down.

Gu Tianning and Fengyue old devil rushed up and helped Zhang Daoling up.

"Brother Daoling, how are you feeling?" Gu asked anxiously.

Zhang Daoling's face was pale, obviously hurting his vitality. He shook his head and sighed: "I don't want people in the east to play such a trick. I can only do my best in the next two battles!"

As soon as these words came out, all the friars in the first year of the northern land sank in their hearts.

Zhang Daoling must have been seriously hurt, otherwise he would not have said such a thing.

I'm going to die.

Tomorrow is the second battle. Zhang Daoling has no time even if he wants to recover.

It is worth mentioning that the second battle is a team battle, that is, both sides send out five friars in the early stage, three friars in the middle stage and two friars in the later stage.

The third is a scuffle.

Two sides each sent 20 yuan infantile friars, and 2000 jiedan high-level friars scuffle!

If the first one is just warming up, the second one is competition, and the third one is real fighting.