"...What did you say? Is your brother in the battle formation? Where is he?"

Zhu Di turned his head and asked Qin Mo.

There was a mess outside the basin below, and the noisy sound rang out all over the world. Zhu Di didn't hear clearly what Qin Mo said for a while, he only listened roughly.

However, Zhu Di knew that Qin Mo's skills were also good, so he was looking forward to Qin Mo rushing into the battle formation and capturing the strong barbarian man alive for him.

"Prince, the strong man of the barbarians may be the junior brother who has been separated for many years, and maybe, it may be the junior brother of the third general..."

Qin Moce immediately came to Zhu Di and said loudly again.

This time, Zhu Di listened carefully to Qin Mo's words, and he also heard it clearly.

Suddenly, Zhu Di's expression froze, and he stared at Qin Mo with wide eyes.

In just a moment, Zhu Di's face showed an ecstasy expression.

"Haha...what were you saying? The hero below is your junior brother? Is it true?"

Zhu Di laughed loudly and asked loudly.

"I can't see clearly now, but it's a bit like it, probably..."

Qin Mo hesitated for a moment, and he replied with some uncertainty.

Suddenly, Zhu Di became anxious.

"...Is it still? Do you think it's clear?"

Zhu Di hurriedly urging Qin Mo, and he said loudly.

"Prince, let's go and have a look..."

Qin Mo shook the reins, and he rode his horse down the slope and headed towards the battle formation in the lower basin.

"...Qin Qianhu, if you are really your junior brother, you must talk to him and let him... Just say, I admire him very much..."

When Zhu Di saw Qin Mo rushing out, he hurriedly shouted loudly from behind.

Qin Mo was riding on the horse, but he was secretly happy in his heart, and even a smile could not be stopped from the corner of his mouth.

"... Do you appreciate him? Do you want to recruit a powerful general? But this is not bad. If Qinglong is really favored by Zhu Di, hehe..."

"......Are some of the army under the command of King Yan going to fall into Qinglong's hands? At that time, I will train some talents from Qinglong's command, haha..."

Qin Mo suddenly became happy when he thought of these things.

Qin Mo rode his horse wildly, and he waved the whip desperately in his hand and rushed towards the battle formation.

At this time, the Yan King's army guarded the exit of the basin, and densely packed armies crushed the barbarians like a tide.

Even though the old shaman used magic, the barbarian soldiers were invulnerable to swords and guns.

However, at this moment, the King of Yan's soldiers gathered together, and the number of people was far greater than that of those barbarians.

As a result, the barbarian soldiers began to retreat into the basin.

On the other hand, Qinglong was surrounded by dozens of masters from the Yan King's army, and Qinglong was restrained by Qin Mo, so he could not let go.

It was precisely because Qinglong could not use his full strength that he could no longer help the barbarian soldiers, so the barbarian soldiers who were invulnerable to swords and guns began to retreat.

More than a dozen generals surrounded Qinglong, and they shouted loudly, but they did not dare to go forward and fight him hard.

This barbarian man is really amazing. They know that if they go up and fight hard, the unlucky person will definitely be themselves.

Therefore, these generals surrounding Qinglong wanted to consume his physical strength through the war of attrition...

"Swoosh swish swish swish...boom!"

Qinglong swept towards the war horse of a deputy commander of the Poshan Camp.

Only a roar was heard, and the war horses of the deputy commander of the Poshan Camp were immediately split.

The commander riding on the war horse suddenly fell down...

The other generals immediately began to retreat one by one, and they did not dare to get too close to this terrifying barbarian and strong man.

And at this moment, a black horse ran towards this side.

"…Let's go, let go, I'm here!"

Above the war horse, a general wearing armor and a helmet shouted loudly.

"Does go! Dos go..."

Qin Mo, who was rushing towards the horse, shouted loudly at the other generals surrounding Qinglong.

Suddenly, dozens of generals under the command of the King of Yan who surrounded Qinglong all looked at the general who rushed over in surprise.

Who is this person? So bold?

Could it be that he is crazy about gaining and losing!

So many innate masters cannot deal with this strong barbarian. Everyone is ready to fight a delayed battle and is ready to use helpless actions that consume physical strength to deal with this strong barbarian.

At this time, someone rushed in casually, and it seemed that he was planning to fight the strong man alone.

Therefore, the generals who surrounded the strong barbarians were all shocked, and the generals rode their horses to make way.

In the blink of an eye, a man rode his horse to the middle of the battle formation.

"I'll do it! Look at mine..."

Qin Mo, who rushed into the battle formation, shouted loudly and jumped onto the back of his mount.

In a blink of an eye, Qin Mo jumped up from the horse's back and rushed into the air. With a loud shout, he swept down from the air and pounced on the strong man of the barbarian.

The generals who dodged aside suddenly exclaimed one by one.

"……careful……"

A deputy commander of the Black Tiger Camp shouted loudly.

The deputy commander of the Black Tiger Camp, he had already recognized Qin Mo from his body.

Seeing Qin Mo rushing towards the strong barbarian regardless of the care, the general of the Black Tiger Camp screamed in anxiety.

Faced with such a powerful master, dozens of generals are not his opponents. You, Deputy Commander Qin, don’t have any weapons and just rushed forward recklessly. Isn’t this going to die?

It's over! Who is this? Which battalion commander?

This is clearly looking for death!

All the generals thought so.

However, the next moment, something unbelievable happened to the generals.

But the young general who rushed to the strong barbarians actually jumped up and threw the extremely powerful strong barbarians to the ground...

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The battle on another side of the grassland has ended now.

Zhang Sanfeng stood on the ground with aura of vigor, and a breeze with the smell of grass on the grassland blew across his body.

The tattered Taoist robe danced with the breeze. Zhang Sanfeng, who was like a beggar, was now like a true immortal descending to earth.

His right foot was now on a fat and huge belly, and it was Monk Doro who was stepped on by Zhang Sanfeng.

At this moment, Monk Duluo's face was as dark as earthy, with more breath coming out of his nostrils and less breathing, and blood kept spilling out of the corners of his mouth.

"Hehe... You thief monk, a stinky bald donkey, are you convinced? Is our Shenzhou Taoist Sect as unbearable as you said? Haha..."

Zhang Sanfeng spitted at Monk Doro, and he smiled proudly.

"Just like a bald donkey like a pig, you deserve to be called a monk. Grandpa spits on you..."

Zhang Sanfeng scolded.

Standing not far away, Monk Daoyan, who heard Zhang Sanfeng say a bald donkey on the left and a bald donkey on the right, and Daoyan's face was flushed.

Zhang Sanfeng, who is known as a living god, knows that he is also a monk, but he curses people without any scruples. Bald donkey, isn’t he scolding himself?

However, Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation was really amazing, and Monk Daoyan could not compare with him at all. Even if he was dissatisfied in his heart, he could not get into trouble...
Chapter completed!