Facing the four soul masters and their nine generals, I had no fear, and my vision was exceptionally clear, as if their fate had been controlled by me. Lian Po did not show the powerlessness and struggle at the beginning of the First World War, but always smiled.

"Lian Po, can you do it?" I asked.

"I will do as my lord. ”

The veteran's golden knife shook, straightened his body, and a brilliant and beautiful talisman fire ignited around his body, golden and orange, twisted and blazing. Zilong on the side was also inspired by this, his eyes became sharp, and he shot out an ice-blue light in the middle.

The people who came didn't talk nonsense, they just said that it was a quick battle, and the nine martial spirits stepped forward together, swords, guns, swords, and halberds, all reflecting the bleak moonlight. Among them, there are two armor runes flashing, and they are at the same level as Lian Po, and they are the first to jump up, with a knife and an axe, and they respond to each other. The knife-wielding general met Lian Po first, and slashed vertically with a little force, trying to deceive Lian Po to dodge. Unexpectedly, Lian Po relied on great strength, raised his knife and held it with the hilt, and as soon as he kicked the ground, he got up to overpower the general, and then supported the ground with the knife, and kicked him in the chest. When the knife will retreat, the axe will be carried by the bow body, and the axe blade will be a loop, sweeping the waist of Lian Po. Lian Po hadn't touched the ground yet, of course, he couldn't dodge, so Zilong drew his gun and just stopped moving the axe, and forced the long axe to stop. The axe will be flicked upward, picking up the dragon, still going to Lian Po, and at the same time, the rest of the generals also surrounded, and the five-colored rune fire exploded and flew all over the sky.

"Lian Po. ”

Zilong let out a loud shout and took a big step, his strength was sufficient, and a heavy spear with huge ice edges was raised. This gun was already huge, and when it fell more than ten centimeters thick on the ice edge, it was even more huge. No one expected that Zilong would throw his weapon in such adversity, and the one facing away from him would be directly penetrated and instantly dissolved into thick black smoke. The layers of ice edges exploded through the impact, disintegrating in all directions, and shot out hundreds of ice spikes. All the generals, including Lian Po, suffered from this freezing rain, and their armor and skin were slightly damaged. Where Zilong relaxed, an arrow step followed, picked up the spear and stabbed sideways, and immediately turned out to be a general burning dark green rune fire.

There was a slight commotion among the few soul masters standing behind them, but they soon calmed down. One of them, wearing a gray T-shirt, was tall and muscular, with heavy sideburns, and appeared to be the leader. The big sideburns blinked, then raised his hand and laughed, "Don't panic, they don't have any tricks." According to the drill, the formation was re-changed, and the two were separated and killed one by one. The Soul Masters nodded, and each commanded his generals, calling out a list of names that I had no impression of at all.

"Zilong Lianpo, don't be dismantled. I shouted.

"You kid, yes, I should control you first!" "The gaze of the big sideburns swept over viciously, he twisted his neck hard, and made a color to the few people around him, and then led them towards me, "What the Martial King said is that the soul masters are easy to be ignored in fights, but they often play a very crucial role. ”

I wanted to avoid these people, so as not to become a burden to Zilong Lianpo for a while, but my legs and feet couldn't move, and I just stood up to the sky and the earth, and my body had already exceeded the limit. In a hurry, the group of people with big sideburns had already walked up to me, and they kicked me three or four meters away. I hit a stone in the shape of a strip on my back, my arm was cut with a thud, my brain was in chaos, and nerve signals from all parts of the body frantically poured into the center, causing a big traffic jam. Unrelenting, he walked over quickly, grabbed my neck with one hand and hung me up, while the other hand made many strange punches and bombarded my abdomen.

"If it weren't for the county lord's special confession to spare your life, do you think you would really be able to last so long?"

A little man in a sweatshirt with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek next to him muttered, "Brother Tang, my martial soul has been defeated, you have to dial me another one." ”

The big sideburns pouted disdainfully: "You kid is not a martial spirit, the face of the martial king was very bad last time, you pay attention to me." ”

When it came to his face, these little men couldn't hold it back: "Brother Tang, I can be regarded as loyal to the prince." ”

"Okay, okay, stay and go. You go to the mountain pass and set up a sentry, don't let the people of the association come up, go quickly. The little man was ordered, owed, and moved towards the mountain pass step by step. The big sideburns still had a wicked look at me, but he eventually threw me down, perhaps because the little man mentioned the county lord.

I lay on the rugged mountain floor, tilting my head to look at the battlefield in the center of the mountaintop. The two generals were really distracted by me, and Lian Po fought hard against the five generals, and the golden knife cut through the night sky again and again, but the brilliance became more and more dim. I saw that both of his legs had been pierced by the spears of the enemy generals, and a large area was blackened by the blood of the ghosts. He roared, his eyes as sharp as knives, and fire dripping from the corners of his eyes. His armor, every inch of his skin was fused with rune fire, golden and dazzling. He is a golden lion, and he should be the biggest lord in the grassland of this martial spirit. He was my beloved grandfather.

During the battle at the construction site, I regarded Lian Po as my grandfather. Although on the surface I am his lord or his best friend, in the deepest part of my heart, I am his grandson. It seems that in this way I can be proud and proud, as if this way I can share the glory of the millennium, as if this way I can polish away the illusory shadow of the deceased in reality, and I can get that kindness and tenderness······

"Lian Po—"

I cried out, desperate for a response. The tears had burst the embankment, and I couldn't see anything from his flood. I saw only a golden shadow dancing proudly in the midst of the color.

"Quite a. ”

"The clouds are there!"

The ice-blue shadow crossed countless barriers, and finally leaned against the golden shadow, and I think their backs or shoulders should have been close for a moment.

"It's a shame for the two admirals. The big sideburns rubbed the rough thugs, sighed, and seemed to hesitate. After a while, he finally exhaled his breath, his eyes were wide open, and his nose jerked, and he inhaled a lot of fresh air. He paused, raised his left fist high, and then opened the lion's mouth, calling out my masterpiece with Lian Po and Zilong!

"General's Mansion—"

Purple-black smoke filled the air, and a large, rugged portal emerged behind him. This portal is carved magnificently, and at first glance it is the general's mansion. The big sideburns clenched his fists, mobilized all his strength, and roared again:

"Open!"

The door creaked, revealing a crack that widened little by little as the yin qi of the big sideburns pulled it. However, the general who was in the house had lost his patience, and only heard a "clang", and he kicked the door open, and saw a heroic and majestic general striding out. The big sideburns couldn't stand the kick, and the door was shaken, which was equivalent to someone kicking him in the heart, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood. The admiral looked around, and then looked back at the big sideburns: "Tang Gong, why did you call me out again." ”

I smiled and said, "I'm Lian Po and Zilong are the world's generals." ”

"Am I not?" the Admiral raised his spear slightly.

"And who are you?" I said.

The big sideburns smiled, and stretched out his hand to flick the general's steel gun: "This one is later than Lian Po and Zhao Yundu, but it is not inferior to them." ”

"I'm here to protect my son. ”