Volume 13 Chapter 37

"It's Gongsun Yang, the first Archer of Da mang. //The fastest update is www. / / "

on the sacred tree flying crane, Li Wu slowly breathed out a breath and said with emotion.

He couldn't see, but even at such a high altitude, he could feel the astonishing power of gongsunyang when he stopped the big black strike.

Qingluan college knows more about gongsunyang, the top strongman of the enemy country, than ordinary practitioners.

Gongsunyang shot an arrow in the early morning, dusk and late night respectively in the great mang city. Some people in the college also visited the scene. All the data about the position of the three arrows and the strength of entering the stone were also accurately introduced into the college. The conclusion is that Tongwei may not have the assurance of winning gongsunyang's victory just as in the case of using the same soul soldier bow and arrow.

So gongsunyang is a real genius and a real grandmaster along the way of arrow.

In this campaign, it is also a top secret weapon relied on by the Da mang military, which is enough to kill one or two holy divisions on the side of Yun Qin.

However, such a character, before he really made a move, was directly damaged here.

Even as Lin Xi, Li Wu's mood at the moment is complicated.

Lin Xi turned to look at Bian Linghan and said, "it's even. Don't you make money or lose?"

Li Wuwei was stunned. Hearing Lin Xi's quiet voice, he thought that he was sorry for his opponent's death and many other unnecessary emotions. He immediately felt that his understanding and emotional control of the war were not as good as Lin Xi. He couldn't help laughing and nodding: "Ling Han can only do his best once. One archer can kill the saint, and another can In order to kill the archer of the holy master, coupled with your exposure, your soul power is also consumed in a large amount, which is almost no gain or loss. "

Lin Xi thought for a moment and said, "since the other side must know it's me That Suo sex then arrogant some, again does some things which attacks the other party morale, gains some capital more

Li Wu smiled.

He did not know what kind of things Lin Xi was going to do, but he was very clear. Since Lin Xi said that, the next thing Lin Xi did would be wonderful.

"If you think you will win, you are wrong."

The sound of Lin Xi, the soul force of the drum, and the sound of calm fall clearly in the sky.

And then he's shining.

Disordered rain, haze in the sky, such as a round of sunrise, suddenly rose.

Then Lin Xi took out a red arrow from the quiver and shot it down.

The target of arrow is the shabby namo flag.

When the red arrow falls with the white vortex of fear, it becomes a dazzling flame, with the rolling smoke, like a real meteor.

The flag bearer was a great reckless practitioner in the heavy armor of the demon.

In the face of this arrow, the great reckless practitioner who couldn't think of other blocking methods snapped and threw back the flag. His heavy body leaped up in a big shock, directly with the body as the shield, to block in front of the flag.

His momentum is extremely decisive.

However, at the moment of impact on him, the fireball broke up completely, turned into countless small flames, turned into a larger fire, and directly submerged his steel body and the flag behind him.

Almost all the great mang soldiers and practitioners saw the light on the sacred tree and crane, and saw the arrow.

Although Lin Xi didn't say his name at all.

But now all the great mang soldiers and practitioners have already known that on the sacred tree flying crane, it was Lin Xi who had nightmares for them in Nanling province.

At the moment, Lin Xi has become a bigger nightmare on their head.

Even the generals of the great mang army, who were specialized in killing the soldiers who escaped from the battle, were shaking involuntarily.

"The highest level of war is to subdue without fighting." Among the carriages of the seven palace swordsmen, there was a quiet sigh: "if in ordinary times, Lin Xi is only here, the battle will be won or lost."

The seven swordsmen who were born in mang were all pale and silent.

Seeing that regiment directly engulfed the flame of the namo National Army flag, and then seeing the thousands of bright figures on the sacred wood flying crane, their original pride had disappeared, only fear and awe.

……

The light on the sacred tree and crane converges and flies back to the east view city.

A man in a black shirt and a black towel on his face slowly walked out of a line of big mang sergeants and walked to the side of Shentu Nian.

"Why, even you have lost faith?"

Shen Tu Nian, who was squinting his eyes, turned and looked at the man in the black shirt who didn't make any sound.

The man in the black shirt glanced at Shentu and said: "you and I are grasshoppers on the same root. Why did general Shentu say that I'm not the commander of the whole army. It's not important to have confidence. It's just that general Shentu would not say such things at ordinary times. I'm worried about general Shentu's mood and mentality. "

Shen Tu Nian's eyebrows wrinkled sharply, and he was silent for a few moments, but there was no anger on his face. Instead, he calmed down: "even President Zhang, he fought very hard at that time. According to the reliable information of later purgatory mountain, not only those strong practitioners who followed him died in 1788, but also he was seriously injured. At the end of the day, he was still in the third grade All the people in the 100000 army, all the living practitioners, were already in complete fear. According to the later information, there were many opportunities to kill him at that time. Even though Lin Xi is the same, after all, Lin Xi is only a practitioner of the national scholar level. He is at his weakest moment, when he has just fired three arrows and the light. "

"It's impossible for God to know everything. Otherwise, those who follow president Zhang will not die in the battle of falling star mausoleum. "

"I'm afraid even he would think that I would make the most of two or three days But soldiers and craftsmen, no one knows except myself. My victory or defeat is only in one day. "

The man in black raised his head and looked at Shen Tu Nian.

Shentu Nian just held out his hand and made a gesture to a few of the big mang generals who were wearing the heavy armor of the demons.

Several generals of Da mang all screamed and ran out.

……

At the same time, in shaohualing.

He Baihe, whose hair is simply tied up with a piece of cloth, holds a red sword full of small carp swimming like runes.

He didn't use the sword when he fought Ni Henian at Xianyi college.

At the moment, he was waving the sword in a wide street in Shaohua mausoleum.

Every time he wielded a sword, or on the smooth slate road of this broad street, or on the trees beside the road, or on the walls, pillars, plaques and roof tiles of the shops on both sides, there was a very thin sword mark.

Because the trace of the sword is too subtle, it will be filled with dust soon after it appears, but it can not be seen quickly.

The sword is like flowing clouds, like spring wind, like drizzle.

But his body seemed heavy.

When each sword was wielded, his breath seemed to bring out some blood, and his face became paler and even less bloody.

In the distance, in all directions, in the wind and rain, from time to time, there are fierce fighting sounds, and there are countless sounds of weapons shaking, such as turning over the river and falling into the sea. However, his sword appears to be extremely focused and calm, so that the whole street, under his sword, is like a picture of peace.

He did not know how many swords he had wielded in this street, but he still showed no sign of stopping. He was still wielding the light of his sword. Although he was heavy, he could not express the joy and heartiness of his sword power and meaning.

Every sword is like wine.

In the misty rain, Zhou Shoufu's figure appeared.

He Baihe felt his coming, smiled, stroked his chest with his hand, stopped, panted and coughed.

Zhou Shoufu looked at him in a complicated mood and said with bitterness, "do you really want to do this?"

He Baihe raised the red sword in his hand, looked at an old tea house with Artemisia on the roof at the end of the street and said with a smile: "since all of them have come here, it is natural to guarantee the victory of this war Otherwise, wouldn't it be pointless to pay such a high price? "

Zhou Shoufu was slightly silent. He knew that many people in the city would die. He knew that those who could come here with honor or disgrace were more important than his life. He also knew that his admonition was meaningless, but he could not help saying, "if you die, the heaven man sword of Xianyi will be lost."

"Zhou Shoufu, you are a great talent of the country. You can be my teacher on weekdays, but this I'm more open than you think. "

He Baihe said with a smile: "how many powerful cultivation methods have Yun Qin died out in just a few decades since he founded the country?"? There are so many lost and powerful cultivation methods. What's more, there's a heaven man sword? As long as Yun Qin is here and the Tao in the mind of practitioners is there, without a heaven man sword, there will be other wonderful unique skills in the future. "

"In other ways, I may be your teacher, but with vision and mind, you can be my teacher." Zhou Shoufu sighed and bowed deeply to he Baihe. He saluted, "Sir, the sword is not a heaven man sword, but a cloud Qin sword."

He Baihe shook his head and smiled.

He said nothing more.

Just like drinking strong wine, he is happy and hearty. He takes his life as a sword and turns it into sword light.

In the streets and alleys in the distance, there was a piano playing.

The piano whimpered, but it was melodious and full of heroism.