"Don't think that the old man is easy to bully," at this moment, the King of Nubei has been armed with armor made of true qi, and the crazy flow of true qi even caused his body to set off gusts of wind, facing the four centurions, he didn't care about it, the opposite side is the strength of the middle stage of the martial arts great master, such a guy, at most three moves to support him, he is more concerned about the elders of the three barbarian clans, in case they delay the time, it is a question whether they can end up together.

"Ah~" The King of the Angry North shouted, and swung more than a dozen swords in a row, cutting off the limbs of the four centurions in an instant, the speed was jaw-dropping, and those iron chains also shattered like glass as if they had lost their target, and then dissipated.

It's a pity that it's still a step too late.

Three incomparably powerful breaths rushed towards him, it was the three elders of the barbarian race, one, two, three barbarians, the centurion who was born at the beginning, who had been obtained for the longest time and hidden the deepest, and when they unveiled their black robes, they turned out to be three ugly faces who looked exactly the same.

"King Nubei, you are indeed very strong, you have repeatedly entered my barbarian city to ambush and design, preventing me from waiting to enter the Xuan, I have to say, you succeeded, the three of us have already cut off the way to enter the Xuan," one of the elders spoke, his voice was very hoarse.

"But we're already halfway into the mystery, just like you," the other elder spoke, and as he spoke, the four stone pillars behind him shattered completely, turning into ordinary stones, and the phantom of the barbarian king fell like a feeble child, dying.

"Why do you think we're setting up so many altars outside the city?"

"The barbarian king has left a back hand, and we have left a back hand. ”

"As long as we use the power in those altars, we can enter the metaphysics again. ”

"However, the power in the altar is not enough. ”

"So, we need your strength. ”

After saying that, the three barbarians went crazy and rushed up, with an expression of death, and their true qi instantly condensed into armor, and in the blink of an eye, their bodies grew to two meters tall.

"Do you want my body as a sacrifice?" King Nubei was shocked, he didn't expect the other party to think of this step, he couldn't turn around, because there were still his own subordinates behind him, once he left, those subordinates would be wiped out, as for the wall grass in the distance, they would also flee and scatter when the time came, and he had no way to retreat.

There is only one war!

"Come on!" he stabilized his body, his true qi erupted again, and his muscles gradually expanded, and in just a few breaths, he grew into a three-meter-tall armored warrior, wielding the giant sword in his hand like a killing god.

"This is?" Li Anliang felt the powerful aura in the city, and felt that he was too useless, obviously he was also a member of the dynasty, but he couldn't contribute more.

Just when he was distracted, a barbarian ten-master pounced from behind him with his mouth wide open, and was about to bite his neck, but he was swept away by a gust of wind, and when he looked at it, it was a middle-aged man with dozens of scars on his face.

"City Lord Wei, aren't you going to guard Fancheng?

"Needless to say, those guys are too unpleasant, I'd rather die in battle than protect them," the guys in his mouth were naturally those wall grass, "We can't interfere in the battle in the city, we can't drag down the general, and the generals obey orders," As a soldier, he has analyzed the current situation almost completely.

"In!"

"A team of 1,000 people takes turns in four teams, resting every half hour. ”

"Yes!"

With the addition of this martial arts grand master, the crushing of the dynasty became more obvious, but the roar that sounded from time to time in the city and the golden true qi that almost broke through the sky were reassuring, Wei Xinyou wanted to go over to help, but before he could enter the city, he was knocked away by a force in the city, and he remembered that he was just an early stage great grandmaster.

This is probably the sorrow of the weak!

There were many martial artists among the people in the distance, and even the great grandmasters had a few, if they were willing to contribute, then this battle would be even simpler, but their eyes were like torches, as if they had thought of something, and they all turned around and left.

They want to go to the family to find treasures that can be looked at by others, and present them to the barbarian king.

Because they found that as time passed, the aura of the King of the Angry North was weakening, although it was very slow, but they still noticed it when they were always watching the battlefield.

Unconsciously, a few hours have passed, although it is winter, the snow has stopped, probably infected by this enthusiasm, the original snow on the ground has almost melted, the barbarian army compared to before, less than half remains, on the other hand, the human race, although hundreds of dead and nearly a thousand wounded, but still high morale, because what infected them is the constant sound of fighting in the city.

"Shaking the mountain," Li Anliang gasped, with a satisfied smile on his face, he hadn't played so well for a long time, it was really happy, "Take another move from the old man," the true qi condensed again, and a young man's voice came from behind him.

"Shake the mountain, da-da," turned around, only to see that the dense barbarian army had been cleared out of a road.

"Hold the grass, it's so cool! How can these guys fight so easily today, and they are all standing together, come again, shake the mountain," Li Jing was addicted to brushing monsters, how could he let go of so much experience.

"Wait," Li Anliang drank him in time, this guy seems to have exerted dozens of mountain-shaking powers just now, his face is not red, his heart is not beating, he is not panting, he seems to be a martial artist, a martial artist in his twenties?

"Are you from the Li family?"

"Oh no, my surname is Li, but I'm not from your Li family, uncle, ask these barbarians what's going on, why did they all run out one by one," for the old man, I still have to respect.

"We are now at war with the barbarians," Li Anliang said all the things, in his opinion, the other party should be a wandering disciple of the Li family who suddenly came back and wanted to contribute, since this is the case, it is also good for him to make a contribution on the battlefield.

After listening to the ins and outs of the matter, Li Jing was a little uneasy, the King of Nubei had been in retreat for half a year, and the golden true qi Could it be that the King of Nubei was Uncle Bei? And the centurion was gone? Sister Seven Barbarians shouldn't have had something happen!

"I have something to say, farewell. ”

Without delay, Li Jing directly ignored the gaze of people outside the city and rushed into the city, although those violent true qi hit him very painfully, but he didn't take it to heart, just followed the route he had been here before, and rushed to the center of the city.

The King of Nubei pressed one palm on Erman's head, and the other hand clenched into a fist, the true qi condensed, hammered into the opponent's belly, and then immediately jumped away, and immediately countless true qi hit the position he was just in.

Although the other party is a master of three and a half step into the Xuan, they have spent decades absorbing power, their bodies have not been exercised for too long, and they have not adapted to this power, so they are naturally much weaker than the King of Nubei, and the true qi on their bodies has been consumed by nearly half, not as terrifying as at the beginning, on the other hand, the King of Nubei, although the consumption is not small, but it is still easy, but it can't be dragged on like this.

He is weakening because of the loss of true qi, and the other party is adapting to his own strength by using the battle with himself, at first he can fight three with one punch, but now he can only break two of them, and he will pick the weak and small, and once he is careless, he will be seriously injured.

"Why is that kid here," Suddenly, he sensed a true qi attacking, but there was no hostility.

"This, you," Li Jing saw the four armor-like warriors in front of him, and saw a few people who fell in the distance, and his heart probably knew a little, and he immediately flew forward and picked up the seven barbarians.

"Uncle Bei, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go first. When he saw the familiar true qi, he knew that King Nubei was Uncle Bei who had trained him for three months, and he also knew that he was not the opponent of the other party, so he chose to leave as soon as possible.

"What are you doing here?" Qiman, who was in his arms, asked weakly with a pale face, and then found that his hand was pulled to the other party's stomach, and a stream of true qi slowly flowed over.

"Sister Qiman, don't talk yet, I'll take you away now," Li Jing didn't stop for the slightest, and ran towards the city gate.

"If you want to leave, how can it be so simple," Erman, who was the most seriously injured, saw a hairy boy slipping away from under his nose alive, and instantly became angry, immediately waved his hand, and several powerful true qi turned into sharp blades and flew out.

And Li Jing patronized the road and didn't notice the back, King Nubei wanted to save people, but was dragged by the remaining two barbarians.

"Tick," green blood dripped down Li Jing's face, a little warm.