After a short exchange between the Drunken Sword Immortal and Bing Qinghe, he rushed to the northern region with a group of old men; because the situation was serious, it could not be delayed for a moment, and the Sword Sect only left Sword Eagle, and Sword Eagle also asked the disciples to meet the conditions and packed up their things.

For the Sword Sect, it was naturally dangerous to go to support, but wouldn't this be an opportunity to practice?

Staying in the sect all day long, how to grow, how to experience?

If you don't go through the battle, you will never be able to grow.

In this relatively peaceful era, there has been no large-scale war for a long time, and there has been no large-scale riot of Warcraft, so many sect disciples are now more Buddhist.

If such a disciple really encounters a strong enemy in the future, it will naturally be cool.

Early in the morning of the second day...

"Rats, if you don't fight, we're going to attack. A middle-aged sweater shouted on his horse.

"Just, hey, aren't you scared? Why don't I let one hand fight you?" chimed in a middle-aged man with a thief's eyebrows.

"Damn... It's just a strong person in the Heavenly Realm, and such a shameless child is... Ahem, ahem!" Wu Laogou said angrily when he heard this.

It is said that this old dog Wu has really changed a lot since he came to the northern battlefield, not only in size, but also in temperament.

He used to only know how to eat, drink and have fun, but now he is also remorseful; he regrets it every late night, regretting why he wasted his time on these boring things, if he doesn't fall behind in his cultivation for a day, even if he encounters that Heavenly Realm powerhouse, although he is not defeated, then he has the power to fight, but now?

Those present dared to say a few words to Wu Laogou, and the other soldiers had already shrunk, because they had lost their morale in the previous battle.

If an army has no morale, no matter how strong the army is, it will only be defeated.

"Well, since you don't come out, then we'll attack. Come on. As he spoke, he shouted that his legs were clamped, and the horse screamed in pain, and rushed forward with his head in his head.

"What should I do? Do you want to go out of the city to meet the enemy?" said one of the generals.

"Out of the city, you go, the old dog can't beat him in a single move, who of you can do it?" said the big handsome.

Indeed, the army is no match for cultivators.

Cultivators have powerful exercises, martial arts, and numerous cultivation resources. Even if you stand together at the same level, it is incomparable.

If it weren't for Wu Laogou's adventures, it would not be possible to be in the army.

Wu Laogou clenched his fists at this time, if it weren't for the bandages on his body, if it weren't for the uncomfortable pain in his internal organs, he would have killed a few enemies even if he fought to the death at this moment.

Helpless, he can't even hold a war knife, how can he fight?

Just when Wu Laogou was drinking hatred, the ** shouted and jumped with a machete, about to jump on the city wall more than ten feet high.

If he really jumped up, there were really few of those present who were his opponents;

At this moment, an old voice sounded: "Obviously a cultivator, and he still learns to jump, wouldn't it be easier to transform his vitality into wings?"

Closing the words, a jasper-colored long sword fell straight above the ** shouting;

Fortunately, ** shouted that he was agile, and when he heard this voice, he was ready to retreat.

With a "dang" sound, the big sword was shot down, and the ** Great Khan, who abandoned the big sword, was not hiding his clumsy, he used his vitality to transform his wings, and dodged the attack of the long sword with a fierce flash.

**Shouting with his eyes wide open, he looked at the old Taoist with fluttering robes in front of him and shouted: "Where did the stinky Taoist come from, he actually dared to participate in the struggle that he only saw in the world, and he was not afraid of causing a crusade from many countries?"

Lao Dao leaked a harmless expression on his face and said: "Lao Dao Drunken Sword Immortal, as for the battle that you said that you only saw in the world, if you don't have a cultivator to participate in the battle, Lao Dao will naturally not interfere." As for the crusade, I'm not afraid. ”

Hearing this, ** The Great Khan naturally couldn't please him when he saw this, so he sounded the intention of retreating.

"Hmph, since you are nosy, old man, I will give you a face, if you meddle in your affairs next time, I will definitely take your life. ”

"Hahaha, I've lived all these years, and no one has ever dared to threaten me, rather than let go of a piece of garbage, it's better to kill it, save the trouble. ”

When the words were closed, I saw the jasper-colored long sword that was originally in mid-air flying straight towards the ** Great Khan.

With a "boom", the long sword directly cut the throat of the ** Khan with the slightest sound of breaking the wind.

"Well... Hurry..."** shouted and covered his neck, only said two words, and his consciousness was blurred.

A group of generals and soldiers on the city wall looked at the scene in front of them and secretly said, "This, it's solved?"

"Could it be the one from the Sword Sect, but why is it here?"

"Is this a reinforcement?

"It's... This is the battle between cultivators?

The Marshal of the Galaxy Empire saw that the powerhouses of the Earth Realm couldn't make a single move in the hands of this old man, so he naturally knew it in his heart.

"Come on, whoever cut off that old man's head, I have a hundred Shang Yuan stones!"

The words were closed, and the group behind him shouted that they had touched Huo Huo, but none of them dared to go up.

Just kidding, that's a cultivator, and at least a cultivator of the Heavenly Realm, where do their generals dare to go up?

However, since the general didn't dare, the cultivator naturally dared.

Just as everyone was sharpening their knives, an old man in black smiled and said, "The old man will take you a few tricks!"

Directly, the old man in black unfolded his vitality wings, stepped on the void, and flew towards the drunken sword immortal.

"Ox-nosed old man, leave quickly if you know each other, or I will take you to sacrifice the flag later!" said the old man in black.

"Hahaha, okay, then the old way will retreat first, you continue!" Hearing this, the Drunken Sword Immortal disappeared into the air.

Everyone wondered, what the hell is this old Taoist priest doing?

I don't understand, everyone is very puzzled!

"Hahaha, what should I do, it turns out to be a parallel import!" the old man in black smiled unscrupulously.

The handsome man in the back laughed even more.

"Hahaha, good, good. I didn't expect that this cultivator of the Dawn Empire was so afraid of death!Come on, kill me!" The handsome little flag waved, and a group of men and horses rushed towards the city wall again.

Just when the Grand Marshal of the Dawn Empire and Wu Laogou were in a hurry, the Drunken Sword Immortal suddenly flashed to his side and said, "Oh, do you still have wine?"

Dashuai's eyes widened, and he didn't react for a while...

Wu Laogou said: "Yes, yes, but the quality of the wine is average..."

Hearing this, Wu Laogou palmed his hand and took out a stall from the inoculation, which was wrapped in mud, and the smell of wine wafted out of the jar...

"Good wine, good wine, but I'm hungry. ”

The drunken sword fairy called a fast, I didn't see how to make a move, three times five divided by two, he took the jar and died of the mud, opened the jar, and poured two mouthfuls of the road.

"Since I drank your wine, I naturally want to solve the trouble for you, all senior brothers, don't hide it, hurry up and move your shins!"

Wu Laogou and Da Shuai were stunned for a moment, and reacted randomly.

It turned out that this old Taoist priest did not run away from the battle, but went to find a helper, or rather, he was addicted to alcohol, and he went to find alcohol.

Such a powerful Taoist priest, then wouldn't his senior brothers be even more powerful?

When I was silent, I saw a group of winged 'birdmen' standing in the air...