The injured monk stared at the calm Zeng Yi, "You, you can't be the coach of the Southwest Army of the Central Plains! He, he doesn't have such strength!"
Zeng Yi smiled slightly, "Of course I'm not! If it were true, wouldn't it be in your hands?"
Monk Fan wanted to suppress his internal injuries, but as soon as he performed his exercises, he felt a cold poison coming, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood that was spit out instantly condensed into blood ice cubes!
Seeing this, the monk was shocked and turned pale. He immediately tore open his robe and saw a green handprint on his chest, "This, this is the Xuanming Divine Palm! You, you are the commander of the Jinyi Guards!"
"That's right!" Zeng Yi's Xuan Ming Divine Palm was so famous. Taoist Baishu created the Xuan Ming Divine Palm, and later it was only passed down to Xuan Ming's two elders, Hebiweng and Luzhangke. Zeng Yi learned from these two people.
After getting the secret book, it can be said that in the entire world now, including NPCs, only Zeng Yi knows this martial art. The Xuanming Divine Palm has basically become Zeng Yida's signature martial arts!
"How, how could it be possible, you, how could you be a super master!"
"No talent, I just broke through within a few days!"
Although Zeng Yi is in the super first-class realm, his strength is much stronger than ordinary early super first-class masters. His current strength is definitely comparable to the two elders Xuan Ming back then. Back then, Zhang Wuji was slapped by Hebi Weng, and the cold poison spread into his five internal organs.
Liufu, Zhang Sanfeng and Wudang heroes, so many masters injected pure Yang internal energy to help, and even after the butterfly valley medical fairy Hu Qingniu tried his best to save him, he still couldn't drive away the cold poison, and his life was still in danger. It wasn't until he practiced the Nine Yang Magic that he could use up this palm.
Poison. You can imagine the power of this Xuanming Divine Palm.
Not to mention Zeng Yi's Xuan Ming Divine Palm, but after several times of strengthening, it is definitely better than the two Xuan Ming elders! Fan Monk was careless and was hit by Zeng Yi's palm. If Zhang Wuji hadn't helped him resolve it
Cold poison, he can basically say it's useless!
"Let's go! Save your strength!" Monk Fan was determined. Knowing that with Zeng Yi and the eminent monks of Tianlong Temple, the commander of the Southwest Army would definitely not be captured today, and he himself was basically useless. There were only a few top-notch masters in Tubo.
I can’t bear the loss. If I don’t leave, it’s very likely that no one will be able to leave!
The other two monks looked at each other and immediately turned around and planned to run away.
"Hmph! How can it be so cheap? Do you think this is a public toilet? You can come when you want and leave when you want. Since you are here, just stay!" As he said this, Zeng Yi picked up the Tianzi knife and slashed it.
The flame knife slashed out, instantly blocking the two men's escape route.
Four super first-class masters stood up for a fierce battle in the camp. Generally speaking, both sides were evenly matched. The Tianlong Temple masters were evenly matched with their opponents. Zeng Yi had a slight advantage. Among the super first-class masters, especially the early super first-class masters, the combat power was very high.
The difference is not as big as between first-class masters, who can completely crush their opponents. But between super-first-class masters, if they want to decide the outcome, it cannot be accomplished with dozens of moves, or even hundreds of moves!
After dozens of fierce battles, the first-class Tibetan masters who were covering three first-class masters outside were basically wiped out by the army. Thousands of elite troops led by the guards had completely surrounded the camp.
In the camp, there was another fierce battle of more than ten moves. The camp could no longer withstand the fierce battle of four super masters, and was instantly torn to pieces by Qi Jin.
The camp collapsed, and the four of them couldn't help but listen. But they saw that the people on the third floor and the third floor outside were surrounded by soldiers. Especially when hundreds of strong bows and crossbows were aimed at them outside, the three Tubo monks were filled with despair.
color.
If it weren't for Zeng Yi and the masters from Tianlong Temple, they might have been able to escape with the skills of super masters. But with Zeng Yi and the two of them here, coupled with such powerful crossbows, it was basically impossible for the three of them to escape.
"Surrender! You are all super masters, it's a pity to die like this!" Zeng Yi was a little too lazy to fight. He felt that super battles were more tiring than before. Both sides' movements were too fast, and their internal energy was consumed and replenished.
It's fast, it's hard to win or lose in a short period of time.
"Hmph! How many first-class masters have you seen who surrendered?" This is true. He has met many first-class masters. Zeng Yi has never seen many first-class masters who surrendered when faced with a critical situation.
"So, do you plan to resist to the end? What a pity, what a pity. There were already very few top Tibetan masters, but now there are even fewer!"
"Humph, you don't need to say anything more. We are indeed defeated, but there will be people who will avenge us. When our four-nation coalition forces and millions of troops sweep across the Central Plains, you won't be able to escape!"
"Haha, arrogant! Do you really think that the four-nation coalition can defeat the Central Plains! You will know, and soon your Tubo Emperor will go down to accompany you!"
The four of them fought fiercely together again. Tubo, the two super masters, had no intention of leaving at all. They did not guard their recruitment at all, they were all killing moves. Zeng Yi understood that these two guys planned to take them away before leaving.
In this way, they can be considered to have died a worthy death.
The idea is good, but Zeng Yi will not follow their wishes. Zeng Yi and the two are on the defensive, just desperately consuming their internal energy. When their internal energy is exhausted, those hundreds of crossbows will be their life-saving talisman!
In the end, both of them failed to achieve their wish. After fighting for hundreds of rounds, their inner strength was exhausted and they were pierced by thousands of arrows and died!
Looking at the two people who fell on the ground and were about to turn into hedgehogs, Zeng Yi sighed: "Hey, why bother? I wasted three spots. If others can definitely figure out the basic skills!"
At this time, several personal guards came over to protect a few people dressed as ordinary soldiers. Seeing the three corpses on the ground, they took a breath and said, "Thanks to Mr. Ni this time! Otherwise, we would really
It’s dangerous!”
These people are really some of the military bosses of the Southwest Army. Zeng Yi handed over his hands and said: "Generals, you're welcome, this is just my job! Persia lost three top-notch masters this time, so they definitely don't dare to do such a thing.
Now, all generals are basically safe from now on!"
"That's good, that's good!" Several big bosses were also frightened by the three superb masters of Tubo this time. If they had not followed what Zeng Yi said at that time, it would have been really dangerous. Zeng Yi and the others
At most two people can be held back, and the remaining top-notch master will be no match for them combined.
Zeng Yi had just solved the problem of the Southwest Army, and before he could practice for a while, he received a flying pigeon message from Hua Qianyue Xia Jingfeng and others. They were all asking for help. Fengxiang City also suffered an attack from a top-notch master.
, there are many players in Fengxiang City, but there is no super-class master. Now they are struggling to support, but they can't stop the super-class master at all!
