The banner was slightly tattered, covered with dark green patches, and it was dried blood! The hideous dragon head seemed to roar angrily between the rolling flags, and the two sharp knives on the neck were like an invisible deterrent, making people shudder!

Seeing this banner is like seeing thousands of troops and horses charging mercilessly, as if hearing the loud trumpet sound that echoes in the setting sun when this big flag is planted on the corpse of the enemy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

That iron-blooded battle song is sounding at the head of this Shanxi village at this moment, in the depths of this Ji Mountain.

The old man stood still with the battle flag in his hand, and his waist pole was as straight as the flagpole! The silver armor glistened in the morning sun, and on the front was a monstrous dragon, the body of which was wrapped around its shoulders, as if it was about to burst out of the armor and fight the enemy to the death.

The old man's silver hair was firmly tied to the top of his head, a wisp of white eyebrows flew back and forth in the wind, and a raging flame seemed to burn in his cloudy eyes!

The veteran is a pass, majestic!

One person, one flag! Like thousands of troops, like millions of iron hooves. Iron and blood stand still!

No one said much, the heavy wheezing sound has said everything, this old man is far from being as simple as he imagined, and this Shanxi village is not a piece of fat that anyone can bite. Why, you ask? Just with this banner, with this iron bone!

More than a dozen pulse masters did not dare to move, one by one looked at each other, when they saw the big banner covered with dark green blood spots, they already knew that they were not even qualified to attack.

At this moment, the old man raised the banner and shook it powerfully, and his thick and hoarse throat snorted:

"Battle !!"

One word, deafening! A sharp and pressing momentum rose from under the old man's feet.

One word, the world has changed! Let everyone step from the beautiful Shanxi village into the iron-blooded battlefield.

That kind of invincible momentum, even if the enemy is thousands of troops, even if he fights alone, he will not have the slightest fear.

Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken!

This battle word, as if it was the roll call of the god of death, made the sixteen pulse masters of the Zhao family stiffen their backs.

"Fight!" The old man drank again, and the pulses were weak and unsteady on their feet, almost wanting to run away.

"Fight!" The old man let out a third shout, and the people were panicked, as if he would be ruthlessly killed if he didn't run for his life!

Zhao Yong was sweating profusely, every time the old man screamed, his heart would tremble fiercely, it was a tremor from the depths of his soul, his name was Zhao Yong, but at this time, he couldn't raise the slightest courage.

What to do? Scared away by an old man like this? Wouldn't it be a laughing stock for the rest of my life if I went back and said it?

Zhao Yong lowered his head and showed a hint of struggle, this mission was related to whether he could be reported as the captain of the Zhao Family Guard. Zhao Wu had already promised him, as long as he got this Shanxi village, he had the right to pull himself into that position.

He has been in this Zhao family for many years, and he finally found a day to get ahead, how can he just give up! This three-ring pulse master is not in vain!

Zhao Yong worked hard to overcome the iron-blooded momentum to unfold the pulse ring, and instantly felt that the pressure was offset by the pulse ring a lot, and he felt that he was a lot more solid. But he still didn't dare to look the old man in the eye.

Zhao Yong shook his spirit and rushed forward.

The old man was like a statue and did not dodge or dodge in the face of Zhao Yong's attack, which shocked Zhao Yong's spirit, he knew that this old thing couldn't even walk steadily, how could he still have the ability to compare with these men who were strong and strong, since this is the case, for the sake of his own promotion, I have to ask you to ascend to heaven first!

Zhao Yong didn't hesitate to punch, this punch used all his strength, the old man didn't dodge the chest that was hit all of a sudden, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

The pulse master was shocked, it turned out that this old man was pretending? For a while, everyone had no idea of escaping, and in order to wash away the shame just now, they unfolded their pulses one after another, as if to clear the obstacles.

At this time, Zhao Yong intensified: "You still dare to scare people, old thing!" Do you think I'm scared? With that, he punched the old man in the ribs again.

The old man still didn't move, and his momentum in front of him was undiminished!

Zhao Yong felt that he was despised, and even gave up his only mercy, and began to open and close his fists and kicks on the old man.

The old man clenched the banner, and his body swayed back and forth under the impact of Zhao Yong, as if he was about to fall. With each punch, the blood from the corner of his mouth would be a little brighter. He gritted his teeth and remained silent, like a tiger about to become angry.

In Shanxi Village, the villagers stood at the entrance of the village, everyone's tears soaked through their clothes, but no one moved, even the most brave men gritted their teeth and let their eyes be paste, full of tears.

Liu Laohan couldn't bear to take a step suddenly, but he was stopped by Wang Huaide on the side.

"Liu Zhuang, stop! Have you forgotten what the village chief said? ”

Liu Laohan pursed his lips tightly, staring at Zhao Yong and the others fiercely, his eyes were already red, one hand held the bow tightly in his hand, and even his skin was tense and white.

Wang Huaide is the same, he usually speaks in a crepe manner, he is holding a sharp dagger in his arms at the moment, he suppresses his anger and the desire to go up desperately, silent, silent!

Everyone was the same, they didn't say a word, quietly watching Zhao Yong punch after punch at the old man. But they had only patience.

The words of the old village chief echoed clearly in his ears: "None of you are allowed to make a move!" Whoever dares to make a move is an insult to me! I'm the head of Shanxi Village! No one in this Shanxi village is allowed to use pulse magic except me! ”

"To be able to fight to the death on the day I return to the earth to protect the village, my life is complete!"

"If I die, when Chu Fan comes back, he will be the next village chief, and he already has the strength to protect the village."

Everyone shook their heads, Chu Fan, if he can appear at this time, there will be a slight turnaround in the situation. However, he went to study in the Pulse Master Hall, and he didn't know when he would come back.

Chu Fan! Come back quickly! Your grandfather is about to be beaten to death!

……

Zhao Yong had already punched the old man a hundred times, and the yang energy on his body was almost exhausted, and at this moment, the old man's eyes suddenly became fierce, and an earth-shattering momentum suddenly exploded......