If you win, marry Lin Jie, and then you sit in my seat.

King Wu said.

I didn't answer, and even if I did, he wouldn't hear it. There was a great uproar behind me, and all sound waves were swept up in the ruins except for the earth-shattering roar.

"Lord. Lian Po glanced at it, and immediately dragged the knife away, returning to my side.

"Haha Lianpo, what made you become such a posture!" I said in ecstasy, "The four words that came to my mind just now were: Hellfire Lianpo. What do you think?"

Lian Po's expression was a little serious, his left eye was bright and golden, and his right eye was dark red like a magic messenger. These eyes stared at me, conveying an unprecedented sense of tension and seriousness. The eyes stopped flowing, condensed into two beautiful beads, and the pupils returned to their normal shape. We walked past the generals in heavy armor and armed with sharp soldiers, they were in motion and we were all stationary. Lian Po and I looked at each other, as if we had fallen out of the timeline, and we were stranded in the distance as the tide poured in.

Tong Feng is deceitful.

Fraud?

We were all deceived by him, all including those strong guys.

What is that?

The general I defeated just now was not the one who killed my father.

What did you say?

Maybe lose all the games.

Time resumed, and Lian Po and I returned to the hustle and bustle of the world. The low-ranking generals who kept pouring in shouted and moved forward, and no one looked back.

"President! I shouted two sentences, and then my throat got stuck and I couldn't pronounce a single word.

"Lord. Lian Po also understood what my hesitation was for.

What is the indignation of the crowd, and what is the so-called unity. Hu Cheng's face was full of smiles, and his smile was more free and detached. He sat on the front of the association's car, habitually picked up the walkie-talkie and put it to his neck, tilting his head slightly. There are also members of the association standing next to them, Lao Guo, Lao Fan, Gong Yu, they are all there, although some people are expressionless or serious, but no one has despair written on their faces, let's go. I understand that although I am the spiritual leader of everyone at this moment, I am not qualified to let everyone go back. Even if the soul masters agreed, what about these more than 100 heroic generals?

"Lian Po, I was wrong. I closed my eyes, "I was controlled by anger. ”

"No ······"

"Maybe my real idea is to avenge my father and Li Hao, and die together. ”

"Victory or defeat is never expected, and success or failure is immeasurable. "Lian Po," there are two miracles, why not. ”

The general's eyes are very beautiful. The left eye is bright and golden, and the right eye is dark red like a magic angel. Hellfire Lianpo stepped forward again with his sword, blending in with the non-stop procession. At the front of the team, the waves were already raging, and Xu Qing's long knife swept through thousands of troops, enveloping the huge waves and tides, and the aqua blue yin qi gushed and burned violently, constituting this strange phenomenon. The tide of the sea and the tide of people, which is stronger and which is weaker. Xu Qing roared angrily, shuttling and rushing into the large array of hundreds of generals, stepping on layers of splashes under his feet, making one side mist misty.

The god of the gray-shirted man will be in blue armor and purple robe, and the god general of the gentleman who has abandoned the silver helmet will hold his sword and kill him. His swordsmanship was brilliant, with footwork as light as a civet cat, and he clashed in the crowd very quickly, and the sword body fluctuated with a cold purple light, drawing a dreamy and strange shadow, and when the person stood still, he wiped the necks of five or six generals.

Zha –

Silver Peerless's sword chased after him. The general's eyebrows are lying on silkworms, his face is as pure as jade, and looking at his sword-carrying hand, his skin is shiny and condensed like fat. I saw that it was Teacher Fan's Zhang Ju who rushed in front of him, holding a round of quick knives than the crescent moon. Zhang Ju really jumped up, holding the knife in both hands, and slashed down the somersault, very much like a pair of oars. Baiyin will stop suddenly, his movements are neat and unobtrusive, he stays in place, avoiding Zhang Ju's prediction, his wrist flips up, and the sword is facing the sky, accurately stabbing Zhang Ju's body. The young general's eyes were glazed, and a dead black soul blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He was thrown down. A formation general was so vulnerable, the moment he landed, it changed into a thick black smoke, curled into the air, diffused in the air, gradually diluted, and then disappeared.

"Guo Qian, don't kick your nose in the face. Li Linhu struck a straight punch in the direction of me, "Even if you hand over the soul detention technique, I can't let you go." You boy will be a scourge in the future. ”

When Xu Qing heard Li Linhu's words, his eyes glanced at the crowd, and he saw me standing behind the formation. The veteran burst out with yin qi, and the tail of the sword shook the ground and set off a shallow wave, repelling the surrounding generals, and then ran in my direction. Puddles of water spread out under his feet, and no one could walk as fast as he could on the road that gradually widened and eventually connected the city.

"Ho-"

Hellfire's Lian Po backhanded knife, at that time one foot on the ground, half of his body lying on his back, the back of the knife hooked Xu Qing's blade, and pulled hard, not only breaking Xu Qing's strength, but also taking a few steps back with the reverse pull, and standing firm. Two long knives, one blue and one red, collided and hooked, a real double dragon convergence, sharpening each other's minions. The water splashed and exploded, and the flames that hit Lian Po evaporated instantly, and were decomposed into the original gossamer-like yin qi, drifting uncertainly. The hellfire was staring at each other, and he let out a long breath, and this flame steamed and scorched the heavens and the earth. The puddles of water around me and the vapor in the air evaporated, and I felt only the boiler-like heat, and the scenery around me began to distort and deform—the air expanded violently, causing the light to refract irregularly.

Xu Qing just retreated, and was about to re-open his posture, when four or five generals were next to him, and they all stabbed at him. The trapped god will grit his teeth coldly, seem to be a little irritable, roar in rage, and the tail of the sword will shake the ground, and another wave will arise. Only three of the five generals were washed away, and the other two seized the opportunity to jump forward, the steel knife in their hands as thin as a piece of paper. The two of them touched his ribs like fish, and cut some pieces of armor.

"Die!" Xu Qing struck down with both fists, hammering the waistbones of the two generals fiercely, and then slashed them down quickly with a knife in his hand.

Looking at it, there were eight or nine generals who were killed by Xu Qing alone, and there were more than ten generals who were killed by the two generals of Qingjia and Purple Robe and Silver Peerless. Above the ruins, black smoke of soul blood rose everywhere. The smoke itself dissipated very quickly, but it endured for a long time because of the soldiers who kept dying.

Hellfire Lian Po stroked his knife and laughed: "Why, such a big anger." You and I are both in our twilight years, and we should not always be angry. ”

Xu Qing replied: "Hahaha, is General Lian also old?"

Lian Po was still able to fight at the age of seventy, when he did not accept the old age, when he saw the envoy of King Zhao, he fought rice for one of them, ten catties of meat, and was put on the horse by the armor to show that it was still available. Needless to say, before being bribed by the enemy to slander the king, it is just that Lian Po has never served old age in his life. No, he hasn't grown old!

So he laughed and said, "Back then, I didn't say I was old, but the world had to say that I was old, but now I laugh at myself for being old, but you don't recognize it—this is not a joke of Chengxin." ”

The veteran on the opposite side also stroked his beard pleasantly, squinted at the golden lion, and coughed lightly: "Old man, I was dazed by the general's rhetoric. Dare to ask the general whether he is old or not!"

"You'll know if you try!"

After the breakthrough, Lian Po's courage became even more heroic, and his bravery was several times that of before, and he dared to be so provocative in the face of the gods. The two of them roared, and their movements were surprisingly consistent, except that the colors of the blades dragged were different. Xu Qing's spear swept up a large amount of splashes, reflecting the glow of the orchid coming from his armor. The waves are getting bigger and bigger, and the tide is rising at that time, as if the knife is the dragon that controls the tide of the sea. Lian Po sneered, and the knife in his hand was pulled out at the same time as him, turning upwards and slashing, hitting his blade, and in an instant, the sound of gold and stone exploded, and the sky was full of runic fire fluttering and swaying. The two of them couldn't tell the difference, and after holding each other for a while, the knives of each of them were picked open and swung into the sky. If Xu Qing sorted out and fought again, he would be surrounded by the newly embraced low-level generals, and he had to parry and resist one by one, with more and more flaws, and his chest and back gradually hung with brilliance. The tide of his sea rose lower and lower, and the condensation of water vapor gradually slowed down, and it was difficult to have the power when he slashed the golden red general.

The faster Lian Po's fighting spirit became, a huge red lotus bloomed on his chest, slightly containing golden stamens. This lotus flower from the resurrection to the opening and withering, but between a breath and a breath, the time is extremely short, reminiscent of a floating dream, return to hell, but the flower of the bloom or failure, do not have to pursue the exhaustive, rather with the lotus with the clear ripples. This is a new realm, this is the truth that Lian Po suddenly realized when he was scorched by the yin fire that day.

Chop.

The Red Fire Golden Dragon and the Lord of the Sea Tide struck at one place, and countless water vapor and smoke erupted in the middle of the ruins. The two generals were invisible, and before the five or six low-level generals around them could react, they were pushed away by a huge wave of hot qi and overturned. The white fog is so thick that it naturally obscures any rich colors. As last time, the scuffle stopped again, and all eyes were on the huge white mushroom cloud. I stood outside, secretly clenching my fists.

"Although people are late, someone must send them. The shadow of the walk gradually became clear, and he said words that I knew all too well.

"I will do as my lord. ”