Chapter 475 Accompany Brother Huo to have some supper
"Brother Huo?"
Lin Zhao was very surprised. He had not thought it through well, but someone was more thoughtful than him. The arrival of this Ascension Saint, a military strategist, had already meant that the situation in Bronze Mirror Lake had been settled.
"Um."
Master Piao Yao walked out of the peach blossom forest with a spear in his hands. He was dressed in white robes and silver armor, which added to his heroic spirit. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "A group of spirits are doing nothing more than the things of flies and dogs. Since you have forgotten that this is
In a human world, you must abide by the rules of the human race, so let me, a human military strategist, tell you the rules."
"you……"
Beixuan Zhenjun was trembling all over. He had never been so scared the last time he met Tang Guangjun, a sword cultivator in the Twelve Realms. The military strategist in front of him gave him a feeling of despair and terror. It was as if he knew he was sure after just one look at him.
There is no way to win at the opponent's hands, and even the chance of escape is quite slim.
If he is not a military strategist in the fourteenth realm, then he is in the legendary thirteenth realm, a true military saint!
"This immortal master!"
Beixuan Zhenjun frowned and said: "The military masters and my Jingmei clan have always kept a close eye on each other. Can you let me go?"
"Um?"
Master Piao Yao smiled and said: "When the peach blossom demon at the bottom of the lake begged you to let go of a horse, did you let him go?"
"I don't……"
"So, why should I let you go?"
At that moment, everyone in the group of five-level Jingmei was in danger, and they all gnashed their teeth. Some planned to fight to the death, while others planned to find opportunities to escape. Each had their own plans.
The next second, Mr. Piao Yao lightly hit the ground with the barrel of his gun, and a military world suddenly appeared, directly crushing Zhenjun Beixuan's small world. It was like a huge golden hemisphere knocking down the earth, covering the mountains and forests hundreds of miles away.
After including them all, he pointed his spear forward and said with a smile: "Lin Zhao, can I kill them all?"
"Can."
Lin Zhao nodded: "There should be no injustice in killing them all."
"So good."
Master Piao Yao stepped forward with one step, his body flew into the air, and a strong golden armor rippled out under his feet. He raised his spear and stabbed straight at the culprit, Zhenjun Beixuan, and said with a smile: "If you become a monster again in your next life,
Please stop harming people wantonly."
"you!?"
Beixuan Zhenjun roared and instantly sacrificed his own magic weapon, which was a golden jade ring with a dragon pattern. Flames spurted out from the center of the jade ring. He roared: "Even if you are in the thirteenth realm, do you think you can stab it with one spear?"
Are you going to kill me?"
Immediately afterwards, his second natal magic weapon appeared. It was a silver armor, which was worn directly on his body, greatly strengthening the defense of this twelve realm spirit. These two natal magic weapons, but in the battle,
Tang Guangjun had never sacrificed it before, mainly because there was no great need. The Jingmei clan were all wild cultivators who traveled around the world, and wild cultivators were cautious by nature, so their trump cards would never be exposed easily.
However, the shot that shot straight down from the air made Beixuan Zhenjun extremely desperate.
The murderous aura condensed in this spear is really too strong. Beixuan Zhenjun has experienced countless battles, large and small, in his life, but the murderous aura he feels combined cannot compare to this spear. Could this be the level of a military saint?
murderous look?
"Peng!"
There was a loud noise, and the golden jade ring with dragon patterns instantly shattered when the tip of the spear was brought close to it. Then, the silver armor cracked one after another. The next second, there was a "Puff", and the spear passed through the heart, endless
Under the impact of the murderous intent, Zhenjun Beixuan's soul was knocked out of his body and gradually annihilated in the murderous intent.
He stepped back a few steps on the lake. It was clear that his body still had vitality, but his soul was gone. His soul was scattered directly by Master Piao Yao's shot. His body took a few steps back, and blood spurted out from his heart.
He fell down in seconds and turned into a torso of Lieyan Feng that was slightly charred with murderous aura. At this moment, his body was really dead.
…
"ah?!"
The rest of the Jingmei were dumbfounded. No one expected that True Lord Beixuan could not even catch a single shot and was instantly killed by others. Although True Lord Beixuan was indeed injured before, even if he was injured, his foundation in the Twelve Realm was not enough.
It's still there. If you really can't catch a single shot, then the opponent's military strategist is at least the thirteenth level.
"Immortal Master!"
The eleventh-level manchurian ash tree spirit suddenly knelt on the surface of Tongjing Lake, with tears streaming down her face: "My special mother was also deceived by Beixuan Zhenjun's turtle grandson... I was originally holding the attendant in the cave.
What a beautiful thing it is for me to sleep, but he brought me here, saying that I wanted to give him a long face and a strong appearance. I never thought that I would become an enemy of the military strategist. I beg the immortal master to spare my life. I am really good in this life.
He didn’t harm innocent people!”
"Really not?"
Master Piao Yao pointed his spear, and suddenly his great cause and effect rose above the head of the eleventh-level ash tree spirit. The black sinful cause and effect was extremely rich. The young military sage suddenly smiled and said: "Those who died under your hands
At least thousands of innocent people lost their lives, how dare you say that you didn’t kill innocent people?”
"I will never dare to do it again, never again!"
This ash tree spirit kowtowed repeatedly.
"late."
Master Piao Yao swept down with a single shot, and a wisp of force suddenly passed across, cutting the eleventh level ash willow tree spirit in half, turning it into two pieces of ash willow tree and falling to the ground, completely dead.
"Bros!"
The remaining group of fifth-level spirits were about to lose their souls. A seventh-level snow willow spirit held a sword and roared: "This military devil treats us as nothing, how can we wait to be killed? Let's go together and destroy him. Let's talk about it."
There is only one person who can save him, and I am waiting for hundreds of people. We will definitely be able to save most of them if we go together!"
"kill!"
More than a hundred spirits from the five realms are coming from the sky.
Master Piao Yao couldn't help but laugh, and he hit the target. He pointed his bright silver spear forward, and suddenly a military strategist mood surged all over him. Behind him, golden military strategists surged all over the mountains and plains, including cavalry, chariots, and fire.
Bull formations and so on were everywhere in the sky. For a time, after the spirits of the middle and fifth realms encountered these military figures, almost all of them were vulnerable to a blow and ended up in ashes. Among them, the cinnamon tree spirits of the Galaxy realm were the best.
But it was annihilated in less than two seconds.
The battle was too suppressed. After a few seconds, the Bronze Mirror Lake became peaceful. A group of spirits including Zhenjun Beixuan were all wiped out, leaving not a single person alive.
Lin Zhao saw it in his eyes and was filled with emotion.
The human race military strategists have three senior brothers, people like Brother Huo, human race scholars, and people like Mr. Qin. In fact, they are the backbone of the human race, both civilized and military. When the human race is in danger, it is these warriors and scholars who use their skills one by one.
The shoulders hold up the entire human world, scholars inherit the holy knowledge, and warriors create peace for all ages!
"alright."
Lord Piao Yao raised his bright silver spear and rose into the wind, smiled at Lin Zhao and said, "I've finished what I should do. I'm going back to sleep. You can finish it off."
"Brother Huo!"
Lin Zhao cupped his fists and smiled at him: "Thank you very much!"
"gone."
Master Piao Yao dressed in white and went with the wind.
…
Lin Zhao walked on the mirror surface of Bronze Mirror Lake and put the charred flame maple trunk of Beixuan Zhenjun into a package. The trunk of the twelve realms of essence was taken back to make a table, and then the eleventh realm water was put into the package.
The trees of the willow tree spirit are also in the bag. They are in the upper five realms after all. I can buy some chairs when I go back. They must be good things, the kind that are warm in winter and cool in summer.
"grown ups."
Zhizhi stretched out his hand and sucked out the storage bags of Beixuan Zhenjun, Fraxinus ash tree spirit and other spirits from the water, and handed them to Lin Zhao together.
At this time, peach petals surged in the water. Soon after, Han Yurou, who was crying in tears, came out. Han Yurou knelt directly on the ground and cried: "I...I don't want the young master to fall into such a disaster.
It's all Yurou's fault, it's all my fault..."
"Master!"
Lu Hua cried hoarsely: "Feiyu Chuanzhi was sent to you by me, it has nothing to do with the lady, it was my own decision!"
"alright."
Lin Zhao stepped forward, helped the two of them up, and said with a gentle smile: "Miss Han, and Lu Hua, don't worry about these things. Although Lin Zhao is of low level and can't fight very well, my friends and subordinates can fight.
, so you should still think of me when something happens. You are worried that I will be poisoned by bad guys in the upper five realms. I am not worried about losing my two friends Han Yurou and Zhang Xicheng. I am not worried about not being able to drink that sip of peach blossom wine again.
Already?"
Han Yurou burst into tears and smiled: "Yurou made the young master laugh..."
"never mind."
"By the way, sir, the one just now..."
"The saint of the ancestral home of the military strategist."
Lin Zhao's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "By the way, he especially likes your peach blossom wine. How about... you give me ten more jars of wine, and I'll give him five jars of wine as a thank you for saving his life. I'll keep five jars for myself."
Altar, how is it?"
"good!"
Han Yurou chuckled and said: "It's a small matter, I'll get the wine right now!"
…
Return to Shanding Villa from Tongjing Lake.
Chen Ben walked around in vain and had no chance to fight for Lin Zhao's brother, so he went to bed in despair, while Zhi Zhi stayed with Lin Zhao in Tiantianju. Lin Zhao asked Dong Zang to cook a few midnight snacks, starting from the fish.
Hu Zhong took a big white fish out to stew soup, and went to have a drink with Mr. Piao Yao later, while he began to rummage through the storage bags he got from Tongjing Lake.
Ye Xiu is indeed rich. Two of them are in the upper five realms, and a group of middle five realms have a total of 4,200 gold mullet coins, which is enough for Lin Zhao to make another windfall. Now he has 8,800 gold mullet coins in his package again.
Jinlong has money, and he is definitely considered super wealthy. As for the magic weapons of this group of wild cultivators, some of them are invalid items and were directly refreshed. Some of them still have some spiritual energy, but Lin Zhao cannot use them as a player, nor can they sell them.
So he gave it to Zhi Zhi and distributed it to the monks at the mountain top garden.
…
I was busy until late at night, taking Dongzang with me to my ancestral home.
Lord Piao Yao looked at the starlight and was not asleep yet. Saints of the Thirteenth Realm have no requirements for sleep. You can sleep for a while when you want to sleep. If you don't want to sleep, you won't feel tired. As soon as Lin Zhao and Dongzang entered the door, he smelled white.
The fresh flavor of the fish soup and the mellow aroma of peach blossom stuffing suddenly made the military sage squint his eyes, thinking that this kid still has some conscience!
Lin Zhao put down the cooking and fish soup one by one, then took out five jars of wine and said with a smile: "Han Yurou, the Peach Blossom Demon of Tongjing Lake, was grateful to Brother Huo for saving his life, so he gave us ten jars of wine. Lin Zhao kept
Five altars, I sent five altars to Brother Huo, and I... let Dongzang cook some vegetables and stew fish soup, and come over to have a drink with Brother Huo."
"Okay~~~"
Mr. Yao Yao is in a good mood.
Lin Zhao stood up, took out one of the five jars of wine and opened the seal.
Master Piao Yao narrowed his eyes and secretly cursed in his heart, "You bastard, you have to drink five jars of wine from me first. You are really smart. You are worthy of being his junior brother of Ding Muchen!"
