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Chapter 1822 Illusion Array

"You must have grabbed a lot of point tokens along the way, right?

Hand it all over, then get out, and I will let you live. If you persist in persisting, you will lose your life!"

Lin Xiaodong finally spoke, staring at the young man and saying.

"Haha... Did you hear that these losers actually asked us to hand over our points tokens? Do you think it's ridiculous?"

The young man laughed for a while, but then turned around and said coldly: "It's just you?

You also want to steal my points token, you are really overestimating your ability! I just gave you the opportunity, but you don't know how to cherish it, then don't blame me for being ruthless, I will flatten this stronghold and cut off all the heads on your necks

, hang it on the wall of Ka'an City!"

"Young Master, please allow me to lead a group of soldiers to attack. Within an hour, I promise to break through this stronghold!"

The tall monk just now stood up and asked for orders from the young man.

"Yes!"

The young man raised his hand and said domineeringly.

"Little brat, you are really brave, just let me have a showdown between generals.

Why send some soldiers and crabs to die in the future?"

Lin Xiaodong was condescending and looked down upon the young man with disdain.

The young man was completely angered. He had always enjoyed all kinds of praises since he was a child. How had he ever been so humiliated?

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that even though the boy on the city wall was not very young, he was still humiliating him like a brat, which made him almost furious.

He secretly vowed to kill that kid with his own hands to vent his hatred! "Sir General, that little butt looks like a young man at first glance. He just comes out to get credit and has no courage.

Don’t scare people!”

Zhangcun Dog chuckled.

"If you don't have the courage, just go home and hug your mother. Stop pretending in front of us."

"The five of us and the thirteen of them don't dare to fight, and we don't know what waste is there."

"They can only rely on numbers to suppress them. With the strength of the Shinlun, they are all just silver-colored spears, useless.

Don't look at that guy who is at the eighth level of the Golden Core stage.

If we really fight, I'm afraid our leader at the first level of the Golden Core Stage can easily kill him!"

Ge Shuye, Bai Tie, and Jin Sheng took up the conversation and mocked the young people below.

"The young man is counting his fingers, that boy can only hold on to three moves at most under my hands!"

Lin Xiaodong looked up at the sky, clashed his fingers with each other, and pretended to be a magic stick.

The young man below was so arrogant that he couldn't bear such ridicule. He roared: "Get out of here, I will kill you with my own hands!"

"Young master, please calm down. There is no need to be acquainted with them. Let me seize the stronghold and then hand them over to you!"

The tall monk felt something was wrong and quickly advised the young man not to fall into the trap.

But the young man was already angry, so he listened to Jin's advice and said angrily: "I am the general, and I have the final say.

We will have a general duel with them and kill them all!"

The reason why Lin Xiaodong and the others put so much effort into inducing the young people to agree to a duel between generals is simple: the soldiers in the stronghold are of no use.

It is simply impossible to stop the opponent's army of tigers and wolves.

Many of these soldiers were so frightened that their legs weakened when they saw that the visitor was Buzhou City, and they could not stand firmly. You still want them to face the enemy?

Therefore, general duel is the best choice.

As long as the opponent's thirteen generals are defeated, the opponent will be defeated! The city gate opens, and Lin Xiaodong walks out with four companions.

As soon as I went out, the city gate quickly closed again.

"Young Master, there is no need to engage in a general duel with them! We have the advantage and can use the collective strength of the army to level this place, so why take the risk!"

What the tall monk general said is correct, there are thousands of elite monks at the concentration level or above behind him.

These people are well-trained and work together to cast spells.

Maybe even Lin Xiaodong can't resist it.

"General Gao, do you mean we are inferior to them?"

The young man asked with anger on his face.

"This...of course not.

I just don’t want you to take any chances!”

General Gao said helplessly.

"Tsk, tsk, I knew you were just here to take credit, you little brat."

Zhang Village Dog opened his mouth and sprayed saliva at the young man's feet, saying disdainfully.

The young man looked disgusted, pointed at Zhang Village Dog and cursed: "Dirty slave, I will make your life worse than death later!"

"Okay, okay, let's get to know each other first!"

Lin Xiaodong came one by one and introduced all five members of his party.

General Gao over there also introduced the opponent's thirteen generals.

The young man's name was Dai Feifan, the son of the lord of Buzhou City. He came out this time, saying it was for experience. In fact, just as Lin Xiaodong and others said, he came out to make meritorious deeds.

The big general is called Gao Fei, a general with strength, strategy and military skills.

The remaining two monks at the tenth level of the Golden Core Stage, one named Teng Ge and the other named Teng Ping, are a pair of brothers.

As for the remaining generals, Lin Xiaodong was not interested in knowing their names.

"Set up the formation and let them see how powerful we are!"

As soon as the introduction was over, Dai Feifan shouted an order.

The twelve generals acted quickly, each with a command flag, and soon laid out a strange magic circle.

As soon as the magic circle was set up, the thirteen people transformed into twenty-six people, and the twenty-six were doubled again... Good guy, in a short time, thousands of troops appeared in front of Lin Xiaodong and the other five.

"No way! Is this the legendary way of spreading beans and forming an army?"

Zhangcun Dog swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was a little frightened.

Lin Xiaodong was dumbfounded. He couldn't tell which one was a real person and which one was a phantom! "Kill!"

Following a roar, thousands of figures came towards Lin Xiaodong and the five of them.

"Be careful and protect yourself first!"

Lin Xiaodong shouted.

He immediately blasted out a powerful thunderous spell, sweeping across a large area and destroying countless illusions.

But this is useless, the illusions are endless, and a lot of them come rushing in in the blink of an eye.

Lin Xiaodong and the other five people quickly released all kinds of powerful spells to prevent the illusions from approaching.

But there were too many illusions, and they soon surrounded them.

For a time, Lin Xiaodong and the other five fell into a trapped beast fight and were attacked by endless illusions.

Lin Xiaodong has tried it, and these illusions are offensive.

Although they are not strong, if they get close, with their numerical advantage, they can really devour them alive! If they want to keep their lives, Lin Xiaodong and the other five have only one choice, try their best to block these illusions.

Lin Xiaodong knew very well that he had to find a way to break this illusory formation, otherwise no matter how strong his spiritual power was, he would be consumed alive! These illusions obviously did not need the spiritual power to support them, and those who set up the formation were all

As monks at the Golden Core stage, they can completely use their natural spiritual power to take refuge in these illusions.

The longer it is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be to Lin Xiaodong and the others!

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