"But it doesn't matter, now I give you three breaths to consider, whether you want these innocent people to die with you, the sect master, or to exchange their safety with your hands, you choose!"

The panicked victims who were surrounded by the Yuan soldiers were like grasping a life-saving straw, and they all looked at Wan Yankang with hopeful eyes, and some even knelt down and begged Wan Yankang to agree to the request of King Ruyang, and even rushed forward to capture Wan Yankang in exchange for their own safety, completely forgetting how pious their beliefs were just now. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Daiyan kicked two or three times, and a small number of victims who rushed over angrily yelled at King Ruyang: "Are you going to use these subordinate methods?"

"Sun Tzu said: A soldier who surrenders without a fight is also a good person! Are you scolding a soldier who doesn't understand right and wrong, and doesn't know the truth?" Yu Daiyan was speechless at one sentence.

"Three! It seems that you have made a choice, the god Tengger is on top, kill!"

The king of Ruyang gave an order, and thousands of horses galloped around the banner, and countless soldiers drew their waist knives and howled.

Seeing the army charging, Wan Yankang couldn't feel the faith of these victims, but could clearly feel a kind of resentment, from love to hate, nothing more than that.

Wan Yankang looked at all this calmly, he was thinking about how to deal with it, since the other party could send an army to encircle him, it was impossible not to prevent him from "flying away", and finally he sighed lightly, "If you don't try, you won't be willing!"

At the same time, outside the encirclement of the army, there was a graceful figure who took out the sword in his hand and unsheathed it again, and the lightly covered veil could not stop the peerless face of the moth eyebrows, but the slightly frowning brows destroyed a bit of beauty, "If it is really him, it is impossible for this person to help him, but, what if he really has not recovered his reincarnation skills as I guessed?"

After hesitating, I saw two figures, one large and one small, rising into the sky in the crowd surrounded by the army, and when they were about to fly away, countless bows and arrows were like locusts covering the sky and the sun, shooting towards the figures in the sky.

A moment later, something that shocked the audience happened, only to see countless bows and arrows stop in mid-air, and a huge light and shadow of heroic spirit suddenly appeared in the air, "Do you want to rebel?"

"It's really him!" the woman stared blankly at the light and shadow that was indistinguishable from the portrait that Huang Sheng had painted him.

"What are you in a daze, archery, Wanyan Cult never kills people, what are you afraid of, don't forget your belief in the god Tengger!" The roar aroused the blood and religious beliefs of the Hun cavalry, and suddenly the sound of bows and arrows began again.

Although the artistic conception of the benevolent man does not need internal force, it is quite distracted, and seeing that he cannot be threatened, he falls back to the ground. Fortunately, it was not all useless, and Yu Daiyan escaped from the battle circle first under his order.

"Consume it!" Wan Yankang, who sighed helplessly, casually shot out a large piece of benevolent thoughts. The king of Ruyang, who had already received the information, knew that these soldiers who were shot by the strange white light would not be able to raise their killing intent, and it would be a few months before they would return to their former bloody nature, so the elite of the rebel army with the king of Ruyang in the southern and northern battles was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, and the people who were shot retreated in an orderly manner, and new soldiers filled the vacancy.

"If you really want to plant them a mental control that they can't recover for a lifetime, it's just that the consumption is too great!" Wan Yankang, who complained a sentence, did not hesitate to spend 12,800 merits to buy the eighth layer of the Golden Bell Jar.

But in a moment, the blade was added, and Wan Yankang looked tired to deal with it, which made the king of Ruyang who was watching laugh: "It's really pedantic, it's okay! Everyone is going to die, and I don't see him kill a Hun warrior!"

"Sure enough, my guess was correct, these elite soldiers who were only five or six rank level couldn't break through my golden bell jar on the eighth floor. While pretending to deal with the Yuan soldiers, he consumed a lot of internal strength to restore the tired spirit, and when the mental strength was almost recovered, there was a white light that made a group of Dayuan soldiers lose their combat effectiveness. And so the war of attrition began.

The sun was slowly setting in the west, and anxiety appeared on the face of the King of Ruyang, and the deer soldiers on the side couldn't help but speak: "Lord Wang, something is wrong, half of the army is almost losing its combat effectiveness, and he is still the same tired as he was at the beginning. ”

"You two!" "Yes!"

After agreeing, he rushed forward. However, Wan Yankang, who was dealing with the Yuan soldiers, suddenly felt two Yin and Cold palm forces attacking from his back, and he didn't have time to think about why these ordinary soldiers were hiding Jueding masters, and hurriedly sacrificed their innate qi.

"Bang!", at the same time as Wan Yankang was knocked away, the two elders of Xuan Ming were bounced out, although they had mental calculations and no intentions, but the innate Gang Qi was the innate Gang Qi, and the sneak attacker was injured even more.

"How is it possible? Zhang Lao Dao is only the day after tomorrow, how old are you?" the exclamation came from the second elder's mouth.

Wan Yan Kang spat at the blood foam, the innate qi that was forcibly sacrificed had already broken some of his meridians, to put it mildly, he was now at the end of the strong crossbow.

He really wanted to give each of them a "turn back to the shore!" But the kung fu of the two was related to Zhang Wuji's deep cold poison, and it might be related to his main task, so he had to hesitate.

The confrontation between the three brought a moment of peace to the battlefield, and at the same time, a huge 15-meter-high lightsaber suddenly rose from the west side of the battlefield, and thousands of people died after the ground shook and the mountains shook. "Come to me!" the cold voice reached Wan Yankang's ears through the layers of people.

"It's better to die at the hands of a beautiful woman than at the hands of a big man!" Wan Yankang, who thought of the worst result, no longer hesitated to take his last breath, and rushed out regardless of his innate anger, and flew into the woman's arms in dozens of seconds.

"The boiled duck flew, do you know the origin of that woman?"

On weekdays, the palace worshippers who boast of being capable people shook their heads one after another, "I have never seen a sword with such terrifying lethality in the rivers and lakes, and the light skills she uses are also self-contained, and she can't see the history at all!"

"She's only twenty-eight years old, how can her kung fu be so terrifying, and that sect master, if I'm not mistaken, should be an innate master!"

"What!" everyone was shocked when they heard the words of the second elder Xuanming.

"Isn't the innate master a legend? How can it be a child of how old is it?"

"Maybe it's the cultivation to the extreme, rejuvenation. Someone picked up the conversation.

"Fortunately, he doesn't kill people, otherwise he will be remembered by a congenital master, and it will be terrible to think about!" "Fortunately, he doesn't kill people!" A person was fortunate to instantly resonate with a group of masters.

"I don't care if he is a congenital master or not, I only know that he must die, notify the states and counties, I would rather kill mistakes than make mistakes, and as soon as there is news, I will be notified to lead a large army to encircle and suppress!"