Wang Mu sighed and curled his lips with some distress.
Every time he uses the sky-peeping realm, he will consume a lot of luck. Fortunately, he can not only use luck but also kill the enemy to seize the luck.
The soul's gaze into the sky turned around, and Shen Yan's figure in the air not far away suddenly stagnated. The flow of energy and blood in his body was blocked, and he fell directly from the air.
At this time, Wang Mu took out a large seal from his sleeve and threw it directly.
This big seal was made of brass, with mountain stone patterns engraved on it. As soon as it left your hand, it continued to grow in size, and at the same time it flew towards the sunken rock.
At this time, Shen Yan's energy and blood flow in his body was blocked, and his strength was only half. He looked at the big seal above his head and wanted to escape, but the coercion coming from his head prevented him from moving.
"I don't accept it!" Shen Yan raised his head and shouted.
Firstly, the circulation of Qi and blood in his body was blocked, and secondly, he still had many unused talismans on his body. He was unwilling to die in such a suffocating manner just after unleashing all his fighting power.
There was a sound of "Bang!" and only a puddle of meat was left on the spot.
Chen Hongyu looked at the big seal flying back to Wang Mu's hand with some surprise.
If I feel right, this big seal should be a third-level high-grade magical artifact.
Unexpectedly, I was the one who contributed the least in this battle, completely in a state of paddling.
It was Grandpa and his three fate monks who broke through the military formation, and it was Wang Mu who killed the general who broke into the third level. Besides killing more than ten ordinary soldiers and harassing Shen Yan at other times, he Completely acting as a spectator.
The Seven Killers Army was not a regular army to begin with. As soon as the general died, and all the subordinate commanders were killed by Cui Jian one by one, they suddenly lost their organizational power and began to disintegrate.
"Those who surrender will not be killed!" After beheading a few escaping soldiers, the remaining Seven Kills soldiers put down their weapons.
At this time, less than half of the nearly 1,000 soldiers killed had been killed.
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At the border of Hebei and Qingzhou, a camp was rising from the ground.
The lights were brightly lit in the endless camp, and groups of soldiers on night watch were walking back and forth.
At this time, in the large tent of the Chinese army, Wang Jing was sitting at the bottom wearing red armor. There were also several middle-aged people dressed as scribes or wearing armor sitting on the other seats. Only the main seat was occupied. , an old man with white beard and hair was there with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping.
"Although chaos is beginning to appear in the world at this time, and natural disasters continue in various places, Daqian has enjoyed the country for nearly five hundred years and has a deep foundation. The begging army and the Seven Killing Army are just the forerunners of the king."
"Originally, we are not in conflict with each other, but he actually wants to enter Qingzhou. This is intolerable."
At this moment, the old man who was sitting on the main seat suddenly sat upright, causing several people in the tent to be startled.
"Father!"
"Lord Zhou Mu!"
"It doesn't matter!" Wang Yaozhi said calmly: "It's just that an old friend is coming here. I'm just going to meet him. It won't be a problem!"
After saying that, he continued to change back to his previous expression.
But everyone could clearly see that his soul had left his body, and there was just a fragment of soul in his body.
Wang Yao's soul flew out of his tent and came directly to the top of the two military camps. However, he saw a figure waiting here.
"Yao Zhi, it has been three years since we were separated. But I never thought that we would see each other like this again!" Lu Zhiying took out a table, put some tea on it, and motioned for Wang Yao to sit down.
Wang Yao didn't refuse, and sat cross-legged on the other side of the table. He picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all in one gulp. He only felt waves of warmth surging in his soul.
"Why, why did you come to see me today?"
Lu Zhiying did not answer directly, but instead said to himself: "Yao Zhi, you see in this world today, wealthy families control power and knowledge, and ordinary people have no way to get ahead. Today's emperor likes to have fun, and there are countless excessive levies and taxes..."
"That's right, your Wang family is a member of the aristocratic family." Looking at Wang Yao with a smile on his face, Lu Zhiying shook his head helplessly.
"Zhiying, you can't go far! What you are fighting against is not just one family or one place. What you are fighting against is the entire noble family. You are fighting against all the people who stand at the top of power and strength. What you call everyone is like a dragon and the world is unified.
It's impossible to achieve." Wang Yao glanced at his old friend opposite with some pity.
"I know!" Lu Zhiying said with a firm look: "The road ahead is bleak, but even though there are thousands of people, I will go there!"
"Seeing you today is just the last time I see you as a friend." As he said that, Lu Zhiying picked up the wine glass in front of him and poured it on the table in front of him, leaving a trace of water on the table.
"After tonight, you and I will become strangers. The day we meet again will be the time to fight." After saying that, he paused and continued: "Qingzhou, I'm determined!"
"No, you can't touch Qingzhou in the slightest!" Wang Yao met his surprised gaze and continued: "This Qingzhou is the Qingzhou of my Wang family, not the Qingzhou of Daqian."
"I said you can't move it, you can't move it!"
Seeing the domineering face of his old friend in front of him, Lu Zhiying suddenly figured it out and laughed directly: "Wang Yaozhi, Wang Yaozhi, is this still the loyal and loyal Wang Yaozhi of the three dynasties that I am familiar with? This is still the Wang Yaozhi who remonstrated with death in the Qianyuan Palace.
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"People always change!" Wang Yao said, stretched out his fingers with wine and drew a map on the table, and then said: "Why don't we make a bet? Wu'an County will be my gateway to Qingzhou, and I will let you go.
The Ten Thousand Horsemen of the Seven Killing Army enter it, I will use my two juniors as generals, and you will use two disciples as generals, and let them fight each other."
"Are you so confident?" Lu Zhiying asked in surprise.
"I in Wu'an County can still provide five thousand soldiers, I will give you five thousand to ten thousand." As he said, Wang Yao showed a smile on his face: "If you win, I naturally have nothing to say. I have done it.
It’s just one game. However, if I win, then you should go west to Jeju!"
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In November of the ninth year of Kaiyuan of Daqian Dynasty, it was late winter.
The Seven Killers Army confronted the Qingzhou garrison at the Qingji border. Later, Chen Tao, the sixth disciple of the Seven Killer Army's princess Lu Zhiying, and Hou Ying, the eighth disciple, led the 17,000 Killer Army into Wu'an County.
At this time, there were no soldiers in Wu'an County. Wang Jing, the governor of Wu'an County, heard that Wang Mu and Zhou Yu were known to be talented, so he repelled the 1,700 soldiers with 500 against 1,000, and killed a third-level soldier.
Fate monk.
When Wang Mu and Zhou Yu were in danger, they were ordered to lead the servants of the major families in Wu'an County and part of the city guards with 5,000 people to encircle and suppress the Seven Killing Army in Wu'an County.
On November 12, Wang Mu led a thousand soldiers to attack Chen Tao's tribe at night in Ding'an County, beheading 370 soldiers. Chen Tao, who was in the third realm of Xingdao, was seriously injured and fled.
The next day, Zhou Yu led his army to defeat Hou Ying's troops in Lin'an, beheading nearly two thousand people, and the rest surrendered. The generals Hou Ying and Chen Tao fled Qingzhou with their soldiers.
Three days later, Jizhou's Seven Killing Army marched westward to Jeju. Under the surprise attack, they captured two counties in one day, and Jeju was in danger.