In the wilderness where there is not a single family in the northern area, looking down from the sky, you can see armies from all directions, constantly lurking northward, like several ant teams on a huge sand table. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info There are tens of thousands of these teams in total! It's enough to stand alone against an army! And all of this, the person to deal with is only a man in his thirties!

There are very few people in the world who know about this operation, and even if they do, they will not be surprised by this, because the three words of Nangong Bat are definitely worthy of such treatment.

At this time, like hunting jackals, they secretly followed and surrounded the team from the Southern Yan Kingdom disguised as a caravan.

A silent tracking and round-up, quietly carried out in the whole world in peace, this can be called the largest operation of the Wu Dynasty in recent years, and it is also the most secret operation, even the five major sects, they have not been able to get the news.

Dozens of days of tracking and arrangement, without much time to relax, is undoubtedly very boring, even these sergeants should feel tired and impatient, but when it comes to the three words of Nangong bat, no one in the team dares to relax.

This can be called the greatest genius in the past thousand years, and he is also the strongest man in the world today, is undoubtedly one of the biggest threats to the Wu Dynasty, if he returns to the south safely, the Wu Dynasty is bound to suffer from the north and the south, so they need to follow Gong Conglong, the king of Nanyan who may be the only one in the world who knows the location of Nangong Bat's retreat, find Nangong Bat, and then directly kill this world's first cultivator who is destined to go down in history on the day he leaves the customs.

Gong Conglong's caravan, which had once again changed its disguise and deducted the number of people in the middle of the process, had become another team, and it was also the core of this hunt, and it was silently hurrying on the mountain road at this time.

The summer was scorching hot, and the cicadas were chirping, even though everyone knew that their deeds were auspicious, but their team always kept calm and composed.

There was a stumble in the forest beside the road, and the team stopped silently, and everyone clenched their weapons hidden under their robes in unison. When they saw that the comer was wearing a different business dress from them, but the face was the one they knew, everyone quietly breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed their tense bodies, and thought of the comer's task, and tensed their nerves again.

The person who came hurriedly walked to the burly Nanyan branch king Gong Conglong at the front of the line, and said, "Divide the king, they are still aware of our traces. ”

Everyone's expressions were tight, they had gone through about ten changes in outfit in order to get rid of the pursuit of the Wu Dynasty, and the route was also changed again and again, but they still couldn't get rid of these annoying tracking teams like flies.

And the reason why this scene is now is all due to the infighting between the kings of Nanyan, the internal rebellion made by the king of the two points when he ascended the throne is the culprit who pushed them to this realm, and the hearts of these soldiers who fought with Nangong Bat ten years ago couldn't help but tighten together like hemp ropes.

In the past, the invincible Nangong sergeant, but now he is going to die on the betrayal of his own people, some sergeants can't help but feel sorry for the sorrow, these sad voices also pulled everyone's thoughts into the abyss of sadness, and an inaudible sigh came out of their mouths.

Gong Conglong's complexion did not change much.

It wasn't until he looked up at the southern skyline and saw the Iron Eagle hovering in the sky that his brow tightened.

He looked ahead and said, "You've been discovered." ”

The scout's face froze, and he suddenly raised his head.

The sergeants' expressions were also solemn, and they looked at the iron eagle that was hovering in the sky and thousands of miles in the sky, and could not be seen at all without carefully staring at the high sky.

A thin sergeant suddenly turned around, stretched out his bow and set up his arrows, the domineering big bow was drawn to a full circle, and sharp arrows shuttled out, and after ten breaths, the iron eagle cultivated by the Black Armor Army of the Wu Dynasty fell from the sky! This terrifying arrow skill far surpassed Lin Xi's ten thousand times! This sergeant just silently retracted his bow, and the rest of the sergeants were not surprised, they were not surprised.

This game of stalking and being stalked must be maintained in such a way that the stalked person is not aware that he or she is still being stalked, and once this situation no longer exists, it means that the stalking game is over.

The several disguise changes were the struggle of the tracked party, and the scout went to find out whether the Wu Dynasty was still locked in their traces, and this behavior was discovered, which means that the Wu Dynasty already knew that this Nanyan team always knew that they were being followed, and also knew that no matter how much they changed their disguise, they still couldn't get rid of the pursuit of the Wu Dynasty.

Then this tracking game, for both sides, will not continue.

"Damn it!" the scout fell to his knees, his sword gripping his finger bones protruding into the ground.

Gong Conglong's face was as cold as ice, ignoring the apology of the scout beside him, and muttered, "It seems that the plan to deliberately induce the other party in the wrong direction has failed. ”

"Fenwang, what should we do next?" There was no need to disguise again, and a sergeant simply removed the caravan's gauze on his head, revealing his face full of scars.

Gong Conglong looked at the road ahead, and a word burst out of his mouth: "Run." ”

These sergeants were all characters who had been on the battlefield for more than ten years, and had seen all kinds of tedious and terrifying battles, but they instantly understood what the failure of this tracking game meant, and they could easily judge that the Wu Dynasty would make such a choice when they knew that they already knew, so they bowed their heads one after another.

Every sergeant had iron and might on his face.

"Drive!" Gong rode his horse from the dragon.

Ditching all the goods and disguises that pretend to be identified, the whole team begins to gallop as fast as they can!

When the caravan had just begun to gallop away from its camouflage, a signal flare rose from the far air behind it and bloomed in the sky into a long sword that was still bright and dazzling even in the scorching sun! Immediately, one by one, the troops of the Wu Dynasty immediately surged up like a torrent, and the rumbling footsteps swept like thunder! Bombarded towards the tiny contingent dozens of miles away in the north!

One of the black iron horsemen is the most eye-catching, not only because of their speed, but also because of the invincible aura exuded by this team, and the prestige that shocks the world!

Black Armor!

In Nanyan's team, a younger sergeant was not as experienced as the others, and he appeared in the team composed of the most respectable group of people in Nanyan, just because he was a fanatical admirer of Nangong Bat and an excellent young sergeant, and the main reason was the only son of a veteran in this team.

"Father, I don't quite understand. He asked as fast as he ran, taking off his camouflage clothes with the eight-man caravan, and looking at the old soldier beside him, who was covered in scars but full of steel and indomitable will.

The old sergeant glanced at his son, the seriousness on his face did not fall, and while running to regulate his breathing, he said in a cold voice: "The Wu Dynasty originally wanted to find the place where the king retreats by following us, but when they knew that we had realized that we were being followed, and after getting rid of the situation that the tracking was still ineffective several times, they would naturally guess that it was impossible for us to go to the place where the real king retreated, so they would march in a large army and arrest us. ”

The young sergeant's heart suddenly brightened, and he also suddenly coldened, looked at Gong Conglong on horseback, and said to his father: "So what the Wu Dynasty has to do in the future is to capture the king?

The veteran sneered, looked at this great branch king, and said, "How could King Gong do such a thing?

A look of apology appeared on the young sergeant's face, this king of Nangong was the real warrior, he gave up his glory and wealth in Nanyan and risked his life here, just to welcome the return of the king, even if he was captured, how could he give in?

The veteran's expression became as solemn and indignant as every sergeant: "What they want to do is to catch the king and use it as bait!"

The young sergeant's face turned grim.

……

Gong Conglong's expression was extremely cold, such a team of several people was a drop in the ocean in the face of tens of thousands of troops, and there was no chance of victory, what he had to do was to get rid of the round-up of these large armies, and he must not become a burden for the king to go out of the pass.

In the sky, there was a sudden inaudible bell ringing, the sound of the bell was crisp in the ears, the sound of the bell seemed to be hanging by the window during a dream and floating like a dream, which made people feel comfortable and peaceful.

However, this wonderful sound of the bell made Gong Conglong's expression change, and the mighty and unyielding branch king who had never had the slightest timidity in the face of tens of thousands of troops, his heart suddenly tightened.

The sound of the bell gradually became clearer, and after a few breaths, it seemed to ring in the ears.

The sergeants behind them, who were far behind, heard the sound of the bell, which was as beautiful as music, and the crisp and pleasant sound of the bell somehow made their mood panic.

These veterans who fought everywhere in the land of Zhongzhou in the early years felt that the sound of the bell was familiar, as if it had sounded on the battlefield more than ten years ago, and it was deafening.

The sergeant's face was as ugly as crumpled old paper in an instant, and his heart, which was not afraid of the vast army behind him, was like being inserted with a thousand sharp arrows, and he twitched faintly!

"Could it be ......" the sergeant didn't dare to imagine.

"Pilot!" Gong Conglong's voice suddenly became impatient, and this situation undoubtedly proved the sergeant's guess.

Gong Conglong's expression was solemn, and the hand holding the reins was almost about to break the reins in his hand, and as the sound of the bell was close to the point that it seemed to be only overhead, Gong Conglong suddenly pulled the reins, and the horse under him neighed, and his front hooves were violently raised!

"Boom-"

The sound of the bell stopped suddenly, and a sword fell from the sky and landed about a foot in front of Gong Conglong.

The smoke and dust splashed and faded away. The team slowly stopped, and there was a sudden calm and solemnity in the field.

The sergeants quickly followed, looked at the smoke and dust in front of them, and drew their weapons to be on guard.

Some sergeants swallowed nervously, and some sergeants who guessed the possible identity of the arrivals were praying that they had guessed wrong, and there were dense beads of sweat on their foreheads.

The smoke and dust gradually thinned, revealing a figure that was plump than Yuan Fei and could be described as fat, and the figure was slightly concave and convex, which made people feel that she was a woman in temperament.

Gong Conglong's square face gradually became heavy, and when the smoke and dust completely fell, he looked at the woman in front of him with a snow-white long sword in front of him, his body was plump and bloated, but he was extremely lonely, and the beautiful face of the past could be vaguely seen on his face. ”

The bell sword immortal raised his head slightly, looked at Gong Conglong's square face that had aged a lot in the past ten years, pulled out the snow-white long sword with a mottled old bell tied to the end of the hilt in front of him, and said coldly:

"King Gongfen, I haven't seen you for ten years, don't come unharmed. ”

A sergeant who had seen the combat power of the past on the battlefield once again took a deep breath, understanding that there would inevitably be many strong enemies here when Nangong Bat came out, but when he really saw the figure of this plump woman and her unforgettable bell again, he still felt shocked!

The sergeant lost his voice and said, "Sure enough, it's her! Yuan Sheng! Bell Sword Immortal - Zhang Ling!"