Shen Tang raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb.
He sneered and said: "Today is the coffin bureau."
Shaochong looked at Shen Tang in horror: "Coffin Bureau?"
Doesn't even Mr. Shen have the confidence to deal with Jiang Ao?
For brave warriors with similar overall strength, the victory or defeat sometimes depends on whose belief is stronger. The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road! Does Shen Tang's words mean that he is shaken? But in the next breath, he heard Shen Tang laughing loudly and arrogantly.
: "In the coffin bureau, one of him or me is going to be in the coffin! If I had known that my opponent was such a thing, I would have carried the coffin to see him off!"
Shaochong: "..."
Inexplicably, I feel that Mr. Shen’s mental state is not right.
But he didn't think too much about it.
The most important thing is that Jiang Ao doesn't give him any room to think too much.
and--
Why does Shen Jun call himself "my mother"?
Shouldn't it be "I"?
Shaochong also imitated Shen Tang and said solemnly: "I agree, but his tortoise shell takes up a lot of space, and I'm afraid he won't be able to send a coffin away. If I had known this, I would have asked my eldest brother to help prepare one."
After speaking, he nodded to show his seriousness.
Jiang Ao's response to the two of them was an oncoming epee. The roaring hurricane and the majestic sword energy rushed towards the two of them. The epee was clumsy and heavy, and generally had nothing to do with the word "flexible", but it was so powerful in Jiang Ao's eyes.
But it is lighter than the Mother Sword in the hand.
After a while, the ground cracked with hundreds of cracks.
Jiang Ao, an old bastard, not only has thick skin and a hard shell, he is also extremely durable. Shen Tang and Shaochong have been besieging him for such a long time, but the opponent's aura has always been stable, and every martial energy has always maintained extremely high intensity.
No sign of declining momentum.
Among the three, Shaochong is the most unstable.
Coupled with his aggressive fighting style like a madman, the injuries on his body also increased visibly. Jiang Ao's eyes were full of joking, and he admitted that the two in front of him were rare geniuses in the world. However, the geniuses had not grown up and were still just ants.
Trampling and smothering talented ants happens to be his favorite thing to do. See the burning hatred in the other person's eyes, see the despair in the other person's eyes...
The feeling of pleasure transcended his physical body.
It can make his soul tremble.
The emptiness that followed required more blood to soothe.
Suddenly, Jiang Ao felt a little bit teasing.
He forced Shao Chong back with his heavy sword, kicked off the ground, and screamed at the same time. The armored war horse condensed with martial energy carried Jiang Ao, and like a rapidly running mountain with the light of martial energy, it rushed towards the center of the coalition.
direction, Shen Tang's eyes narrowed.
"not good!"
The soldiers condensed their energy into shields, but they were no stronger than a piece of paper under Jiang Ao's collision. Along the way, people fell on their backs, and the soldiers who were hit from the front turned into an exploding blood mist. Although the soldiers who were knocked away by the ripples were not dead,
But he also lost half his life.
He is an army all by himself.
Cutting into the array is as smooth and smooth as cutting lard.
"Hahaha - let's see how I do this!"
When he rushed to the center where there were still more than 200 feet away, there were nearly a hundred brave warriors who came to intercept him. Jiang Ao didn't pay attention to them at all, and 60% of his martial energy was instantly poured into the heavy sword. In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered.
It was dark and thunderclouds rolled.
The rumble of thunder was accompanied by lightning dancing in the clouds.
A giant sword shadow that almost towered over the sky stood on the battlefield. Under Jiang Ao's crazy look, he mercilessly fell to the coalition forces!
How could Huang Lie still sit still in this scene?
In an instant, the handrails were broken into pieces.
His expression turned ferocious for a moment, and he said in a loud voice: "Stop him!"
Huang Lie didn't need to say anything, the people who were still stationed in the Chinese army took action directly. However, something happened suddenly, and they didn't even have time to gather their strength. How to deal with Jiang Ao who suddenly went crazy? One after another, the spirit of words melted in front of the fallen giant sword.
As ashes, the air of heaven and earth was torn apart, and the air was vaguely distorted. A strong sense of suffocation and crisis overwhelmed everyone, and the blood color faded.
The black-clothed warrior beside Huang Lie suddenly raised his head and looked at the sword shadow. Just half a step forward, he seemed to feel something. His solemn expression relaxed and he took his steps back. It turned out that in the lightning flash, a plain-robed scribe flashed towards the sword shadow.
Shadow front.
His figure stood there.
It seems small and humble, but it can make the sword energy branch automatically.
[Wiseness arises out of urgency]
As a last resort, Xun Zhen resorted to the method of scribes.
"Take his way and give it back to him!"
This sword is poured into the sixteenth level to create 60% of the martial energy. Even if it cannot kill Jiang Ao, it is enough to cause serious damage to him. If it can severely damage Jiang Ao, it will lack the fighting power of its own lord. The Gu Ren family alone
I should be able to cope with it...
Xun Zhen calculated everything in an instant.
But the only thing he didn't expect was that Shen Tang would be in front of him. She almost appeared on the back foot, and it took time for the speaking spirit to activate. Even if this time was very short! But before the speaking spirit took effect, the sword shadow was still there.
It’s Jiang Ao’s sharp blade!
puff--
The moment Shen Tang appeared, he didn't hesitate at all. He took the time to leave the Wen Gong and Wu Halls and waved out a sword energy. The sword energy collided with the sword shadow head-on, forming a cross. The two entangled and bit each other. It seemed like a long process.
In fact, they were able to tell the difference in an instant. When the armor on her body broke open and a bloodstain spread from her shoulders to her waist, she knew that Shen Tang had lost.
Xun Zhen's mind buzzed and she almost lost the ability to think.
He raised his hand to catch Shen Tang, who was hitting him with inertia.
"Lord——"
It's not that Xun Zhen has never killed someone, been stained with blood, and it's not that he has never seen blood, but he has never felt this thing is so hot as at this moment. The Wen Qi in the meridians is extremely manic, and a hurricane is blowing in the Wen Palace.
In the direction of Jiang Ao, murderous intent boiled.
Jiang Ao seemed not to have expected this.
All I had to do was clap my hands and laugh on the battlefield: "God help me!"
Isn't it God who is helping him?
To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.
I didn't expect that the waste from the coalition forces could be used in such a way.
"I'm going to Quantai to recruit old troops——"
Xun Zhen's voice suddenly became eerie and strange.
"One hundred thousand flags——"
"Behead Yama!"
The gold banknotes turned into white flags to attract spirits.
The strange and sinister wind drifted silently across the battlefield, and the longing figure stepped on this wind and came back to the world. As the white flags fell to the ground, the sharp horn sounded. The weak Shen Tang raised his bloody hand and tried to stop it - it was all money!
It’s money! It’s all money!
Shen Tang knew that Xun Zhen was invincible in the world, but——
Help her up and she can still fight!
Suddenly, she saw that the small treasury was running at a crazy deficit.
He didn't take a breath, and his eyesight went dark.
It didn't matter that she tilted her head, but this scene shocked the subordinates who saw this scene. The only one who was still calm and didn't go crazy was Jiang Sheng, because he was still able to look forward to it, knowing that his lord's life was still alive, and he couldn't do it at this time.
Add more chaos.
The dark wind exploded, and the heaven and earth became turbid.
The densely packed illusory figures, from imaginary to real, were holding weapons and looking at their attire, quite a few of them were soldiers of the enemy and ours who died in the battle not long ago. At this moment, the whole body was filled with the bloody and evil aura unique to the underworld, which made people feel chilled all over.
The coalition allies who saw this scene were silent.
One person, one army!
Xun Zhen's eyes fell on Jiang Ao: "Kill!"
Jiang Aoli remained unafraid among the enemy troops.
He just stood the epee in front of him and made a silent mouth gesture.
He was saying: [Interesting, right?]
Xun Zhen was so emotional that her fingers were still shaking.
"Hanzhang, don't lose your mind, my lord is fine." Ning Yan and Shen Tang are connected in life, and they know each other's condition very well. But the person who said this is her scribe, one of the two incarnations of [Zixu]
, "I'll be here at this moment."
Ning Yan's way of being a scribe is the same as Yan'an's.
Naturally, she can also reject the fact that it has happened.
Xun Zhen wanted to hand Shen Tang over to [Zixu], but before he handed it over, he was pressed down by Shen Tang's bloody hand. The latter suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, touched the wound in front of him and wrinkled
He frowned and looked as if he was about to shed tears in sadness.
"Lord?"
Shen Tang turned his head and looked at him with tears in his eyes.
He sniffed and asked, "Who beat the young pears?"
Seeing that Shen Tang was fine, Xun Zhen's numb mind began to cool down and returned to normal. Then, he remembered that his scribe's way had hurt Shen Tang's IQ. It is not difficult to understand why the lord reacted like a child, he
She opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond. Ning Yan's [Zixu] was very honest, pointing at Jiang Ao who was trapped in the sea of heroic spirits: "He!"
Shen Tang looked over with red eyes.
His expression gradually changed from aggrieved and confused to cold.
Xun Zhen vaguely felt that her reaction was wrong, but before she could figure it out, Shen Tang had already stood up like a normal person, raised her hand and transformed into the Mother Sword. A mark flashed across her fair and smooth forehead, and she shouted into the void.
: "Follow me!"
"only!"
jingle!
It was a response that seemed to come from the void.
A strange shadow appeared in front of everyone.
The visitor was dressed in gorgeous clothes with magnificent and strange patterns, and his whole body was covered in a wide robe. Only a pair of hands that looked like white jade were exposed. The shadow opened his hands and grasped them, and a stretched wooden staff emerged from his palms. There are red flowers swaying on the top of the wooden stick.
Huang Lie, Zhang He and Gu Ren lost control and got up.
The totem patterns on the Chinese clothes look so familiar!
"Gongxi tribe..."
"High Priest!"
Shen Tang seemed unaware, raised his sword and said, "Help me!"
Xuying prayed devoutly: "May I be driven by my god."
When the wooden stick falls to the ground, everything glows.
The civil and military palaces were instantly filled to capacity.
Shen Tang rolled up his sleeves, put away his sword, passed through the crowds of people, and killed Jiang Ao. The latter's vest felt cold, but he knew that there was no opponent of comparable strength among the coalition forces. Even Shen Tang and Shaochong teamed up, but he never felt alive. threatened.
He continued to show off as usual.
No matter who comes, fight them off as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, before he could see the identity of the person coming, an unshakable force hit him. Jiang Ao, who was not prepared enough, flew into the air and flew upside down. All the heroic spirits on the path scattered. Shen Tang attacked with empty fists, but Jiang Ao resisted with his heavy sword. But the sword breaks and hurts.
Jiang Ao: "..."
Shen Tang opened his hand and formed a long sword, asking aggrievedly.
"Youli is so good, why do you want to hurt him?"
Jiang Ao: "..."
The more innocent and aggrieved Shen Tang looked, the more he felt that the other party seemed to be more perverted than himself. Shen Tang said angrily: "If you hurt Youli, you have to play games with Youli. The loser will be punished. Let's play catch." Damn it, a caught ghost——"
She smiled brightly: "You must take it seriously!"
With every step Shen Tang took, his breath surged an inch.
"I'll count to three, you have to hide it."
In seven steps he was on par with Jiang Ao.
The eighth step is to stay above the first line and stop growing.
"Batshell, I'm going to start counting."
"one!"
Jiang Ao felt mortal danger.
But he cherished his life the most and rushed back to the battlefield.