Chapter 49

"Rise!"

Shen Yan's Rooster voice sounded again, and the purple light prison array suddenly rose.

The Zhenguo General of Qianyue Kingdom fought against the strong in canglan kingdom!

Full of urine.

Everyone is talking. They almost all think that Nanmeng will win, which makes Qin Jun sigh that this is the advantage of home.

"General Nan will win!"

"I'm kidding. When did general Nan lose after he became famous?"

"This guy named Zhen soul is not general Nan's opponent at first sight."

"Even if we win this game, what about the third game? The other party is Xiao Beilong, a general of canglan kingdom. His reputation is no weaker than that of general Nan."

"Not good!"

The voices of the people and monks were heard by Nanmeng. Zhen soul was indifferent to this. He stared at Nanmeng and said coldly, "I've wanted to fight you for a long time. I hope you don't let me down."

"Compared with the three main gates of our dry moon Kingdom, you are still far away. At least they won't put down their bodies to join the war." Nanmeng disdained to smile and heard Zhen soul's eyes flash.

Boom!

The surging spiritual power erupted from Zhen soul's body, which made his robe drum sound, his right foot stamped, and the sound of thunder exploded. He attacked south like a sharp arrow, his right hand became a claw, and the gloomy ink spread from his sleeve to his fingertips in an instant.

Nan Meng raised his right hand and a big black iron knife appeared in his hand. Facing the fierce Zhen soul, he directly cut away with a knife. The speed was dazzling. Zhen soul fell down between the electric light and flint. Under the action of inertia, he slid along the bottom of the blade. Just when the two people were about to cross and pass by, he put his claw out.

Sting——

Zhen soul's claws fell on Nanmeng's armor, which aroused a metal knocking sound. It was obvious that Nanmeng's armor was not ordinary and was not damaged at all.

Nan Meng's face was expressionless and his right leg kicked out like lightning. Zhen soul was forced to block him with both arms. With a bang, the powerful force kicked him out for hundreds of meters.

"How domineering!"

Qin Jun couldn't help sighing. Nanmeng standing on the rosefinch platform hardly moved. On the contrary, Zhen soul seemed so embarrassed.

Guan Yu and Daji don't think so. They are detached beings who transform the virtual world. Naturally, they won't cheer for the battle of the two monks who transform the world.

Xiaotian dog was lying at Qin Jun's feet, as if he had fallen asleep.

Qin Jun is very nervous. If Nan Meng loses, he doesn't even have a chance to play.

"I hope the dry moon kingdom is not so weak!"

Qin Jun murmured to himself. The people and monks around him were shouting Nanmeng's name. It was huge and deafening.

The officials in the attic will be equally nervous. If they lose the duel, the dry moon kingdom will be overwhelmed by the canglan kingdom.

"Father, come on!"

Nan Yuxin shouted excitedly that her voice was inappropriate on such an important occasion, but at this moment, no one cares about her impoliteness.

Even emperor Qian's attention was focused on the rosefinch stage.

Qin Yu's face is changeable. From time to time, he glances at Zhu Yishi and doesn't know what he is thinking.

On the other hand, Zhu Yishi is smiling and doesn't seem to worry that Zhen soul will lose.

Xiao Beilong jokingly stared at Nanmeng at the top of the rosefinch stage and whispered: "the biggest difference between you and me is that you value personal strength and I care about the overall interests."

In the military region of the dry moon Kingdom, Nanmeng is heaven. His military power is controlled by him alone, but his generals are overwhelmed by him. No matter what battle, he rushes ahead. His reputation is powerful, while other generals and soldiers are dim.

The higher your status, the more resources you enjoy.

The resources given by the kingdom to the army are basically concentrated on Nanmeng, which is different from the military region of canglan kingdom.

Perhaps Nanmeng is one point better than Xiao Beilong, but in terms of the military strength of the two countries, the dry moon Kingdom has fallen behind in five years.

Boom!

Zhen's soul fell from the sky like a ghost, smashing the table into pieces. Nanmeng, who had just dodged, turned around with a knife, which seemed to cut through the space. The speed was incredible. Zhen's soul, who had no time to avoid, hurriedly pushed his hands.

In an instant, the black spirit gathered into a shield in front of him, but in vain.

"When -"

The black shield was chopped to pieces by Nanmeng's knife. Zhen soul slid back with powerful force. His feet rubbed against the table, leaving two shallow gullies up to tens of meters.

After slowing down, Zhen soul only felt a sweet throat and couldn't help spewing out a blood arrow. The whole person's breath suddenly faded down. He saw his hands bleeding constantly, fresh blood dripping on the rosefinch platform, matched with the white jade rock, which was so red that it was chilling.

"Didn't you say they were among Bozhong?" Qin Jun asked Guan Yu with a strange face.

"Their cultivation is between Bozhong and Nanmeng, but Nanmeng has been fighting all year round, and their murderous Qi has gathered into a potential. Coupled with their rich combat experience, Zhen soul is naturally not his opponent." Guan Yu opened one eye and said.

Qin Jun was very curious and asked, "what is the potential?"

"It's better to know less about the higher state of momentum for the time being," Guan Yu Fuxu said with a smile, but his smile fell in Qin Jun's eyes.

At this time, Zhen soul attacked south again.

It's very similar to the first one, unilateral suppression, but this time it's the turn of the strong of canglan kingdom to be suppressed.

Although Qin Jun can't see their movements clearly, he can also see that if it goes on like this, Nanmeng will win.

The people and friars around zhuquetai felt like Qin Jun, so the atmosphere at the scene was higher and higher.

Constantly being blown away and constantly attacking.

Zhen soul is really tenacious.

Qin Jun was filled with emotion. He subconsciously looked at the canglan kingdom in the attic. Prince Zhu Yishi was still smiling. It seemed that Zhen soul was not from their canglan kingdom.

"Nanmeng, you are really strong enough!"

Zhen soul wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and said.

Nan Meng's face was expressionless. The black iron broadsword in his hand was dripping blood. The blood was not his, but Zhen soul's.

"Even if I lose, you have to pay a heavy price!"

Zhen soul shouted angrily and immediately stamped his feet and rushed south. Nan Meng disdained to smile and dared to talk big at the end of the crossbow.

Just as the two sides were about to collide, Zhen soul quickly turned out a red lotus seed in his right hand. He threw it directly at Nanmeng. Because the distance was too close, Nanmeng could only subconsciously lift the knife to resist.

Boom! Boom! Boom

The sky shaking explosion sounded, the smoke instantly flooded most of the space in the purple light prison array, and the people were scared to cover their ears.

"Sleeping trough! Play Yin!"

Qin Jun cried, NIMA, if Nanmeng is lost by Yin, how can he play?

The emperor Qian in the attic and all the generals stood up together. In contrast, Zhu Yishi was still smiling.

Shen Yan, standing on the rosefinch stage, was blown up and smashed on the light curtain of the purple light prison array. The poor eunuch was estimated to have suffered internal injuries.

"Father!"

Nanyu's heart cried in horror, and a heart hung in the air.