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82_82388 As soon as the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Great Xia Kingdom withdrew more than ten miles away, they heard the sound of killing shocking the sky, and countless soldiers and horses came out of the Huangshi Ancient Mountains. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe unsuspecting Xia army was caught off guard, and when they were hastily resisting, three more troops and horses pursued from behind, and the Xia army, which was already demoralized, was in chaos under the flanking attacks from the front and back.

"Don't mess around, those who retreat will be killed! Escapees destroy the Nine Clans! ”

A sound of broken shouts spread throughout the scene, and the soldiers of Great Xia, who had originally scattered and fled, hurried to resist the enemy after hearing the sound, and after a while, they stabilized their positions.

"Kong Zhiyuan is really a general!" Gu Baoyi on the war horse looked at the battlefield in the distance and sighed.

"This person is indeed extraordinary, this person must be eliminated, otherwise the loss of my Black Dragon Army will definitely be not small." Gu Haotian solemnly looked at Kong Zhiyuandao, who was fighting against Wu Meng.

"The old slave is going to destroy this fang with Wu Meng!" After the old Miao glanced at Gu Haotian appreciatively, he was about to leave.

"Grandpa Miao, slow down!" Gu Baoyi was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly stopped the old sprout.

Gu Haotian and Lao Miaotou both looked at Gu Baoyi suspiciously.

"It's a pity for such a heroic figure to die like this, and I will defeat him on the battlefield with dignity." Gu Baoyi looked at Gu Haotian and Lao Miaotou and said.

Gu Haotian suddenly sweated profusely, didn't this thing be kicked in the head by a donkey!

The old miaotou shook his head with a wry smile, sighing secretly in his heart, he found that he actually liked the sinister and cunning second son, and the eldest son was too pedantic compared to the second son.

"Big brother, are you just watching the Black Dragon Army cultivated by my ancient family fall in front of you one by one? On the battlefield, there can be no woman's kindness. ”

"Alas! That's it! Gu Baoyi sighed and went to the other country.

Lao Miaotou was overjoyed in his heart, kicked his legs violently, and the whole person got off the horse and pounced on Kong Zhiyuan, who was fighting with Wu Meng.

"Humph! ...”

An angry snort came, standing on the carriage, Chu Junshi, who was guarded by dozens of guards in the middle, waved his hand, and a black light hit the old seedling.

Lao Miaotou sensed the danger and didn't have time to sneak attack Kong Zhiyuan, and the long sword swung towards the black light to block it.

"Click! ...”

"Yikes! ...”

The old Miaotou's Xuanjian was directly interrupted by the black mang, and the old Miaotou screamed miserably and flew out upside down.

"Spells?" Gu Haotian looked at the old seedling who was beaten away and exclaimed.

"Quack! Since you have sent it to the door yourself, use your ghost to feed my Ghost King Banner! After smiling grimly, the middle-aged scribe flew into the air under the horrified gaze of the guards, and grabbed the old sprout who had been shaken out.

"Humph! "Gu Haotian? After shouting angrily, his right hand lightly raised twelve red blood cones and hit the middle-aged scribe, and then the whole person flew up in the air and rushed towards the old seedling.

"Huh!" The middle-aged scribe snorted lightly, and with a wave of his hand, twelve red blood cones flew away.

Taking advantage of this, Gu Haotian caught Lao Miaotou and floated to the ground, and used his spiritual sense to investigate, Gu Haotian was suddenly furious, and Lao Miaotou's inner mansion was seriously injured.

"Hmmm! Junior, who are you? At such a young age, he actually reached the realm of Xuanxuan? The middle-aged scribe looked at Gu Haotian and exclaimed.

"Humph! As a Tianxuan powerhouse, you actually hide in the army to sneak attack and hurt people! Gu Haotian looked at the middle-aged scribe angrily and said coldly.

"Junior, you dare to treat the old man as one of those body refining garbage, it's really infuriating to me!" The middle-aged scribe roared angrily.

Gu Haotian looked at the grief-stricken middle-aged scribe suspiciously, was this thing kicked in the head by a donkey? He didn't occupy his wife, and he didn't have a grudge against his father, so he needed to be so angry?

Just when Gu Haotian was slandering in his heart, the middle-aged scribe reached out and grabbed Gu Haotian.

The middle-aged scribe is a master of Tianxuan, Gu Haotian didn't dare to be careless, his right hand was lightly wiped on his waist, and the wind and thunder sword drew ten thousand sword shadows and slashed at the middle-aged scribe's head.

"Huh! Yes! The ghost cultivation of the mixed yuan Jindan! ”

The moment the wind and thunder sword came out of its sheath, the graceful figure of the resentful spirit appeared in front of Gu Haotian out of thin air, and the middle-aged scribe looked at the resentful spirit and exclaimed.

"Quack! I didn't expect that there was such a master of ghost cultivation in the secular world, since I was met by the poor Dao, I will be the main soul of my ghost king! Rattle! The middle-aged scribe's eyes shot a scorching light, and he slapped the purse on his waist, and a dark black flag suddenly appeared in his hand.

The middle-aged scribe was a monk in the great sect of the Heavenly Punishment Continent, and he secretly came to the world to serve as the national teacher of the Great Xia Empire, just to collect the souls of the soldiers who died in battle, and to refine his magic weapon, the Ghost King Flag. I didn't expect to encounter a resentful spirit, if you can train the resentful spirit of the Mixed Yuan Jindan Realm into the main soul of the Ghost King Banner, then the attack power of the Ghost King Banner will increase exponentially, so that the pie in the sky is fine, how can the middle-aged scribe not be excited!

The moment the ghost king banner appeared, the ghost aura in the sky filled the radius of a hundred meters, and Gu Haotian hurriedly picked up the seriously injured old miaotou and flew back.

"Go! ...”

As the law in the hands of the middle-aged scribe continued to pinch and move, the overwhelming ghosts flew out of the ghost king's flag, and attacked the resentful spirits with their teeth and claws.

"Giggles!"

Looking at the ghosts in the sky, not only did the resentful spirit have no fear, but a trace of excitement appeared on the beautiful face, only to see the resentful spirit's sexy cherry lips slightly opened, and several ghosts that rushed to the front were directly sucked into the mouth of the resentful spirit.

"Ahh ... Yikes! ...”

The ghosts let out a miserable cry, but they couldn't get rid of the bad luck of being absorbed.

"Wow! Damn it! ”

The middle-aged scribe was furious when he saw this, and the thousands of ghosts he had finally collected were absorbed by the resentful spirits in the blink of an eye.

After the middle-aged scribe put away the ghost king's flag, he patted the purse on his waist again, and a red jade stone appeared in his hand. The middle-aged scribe's hand squeezed violently, and a large red bird flew out of the jade and pounced on the resentful spirit.

The resentful spirit raised his eyebrows, and the jade hand waved the wind and thunder sword lightly, and slashed towards the big bird.

"Naru! ...”

After the mournful roar, the crimson bird slowly faded until it disappeared under the slash of the wind and thunder sword.

Seeing that there was an extra crack in the jade in his hand, the middle-aged scribe twitched a few times in the corner of his eyes because of distress. Seeing that the red bird was not a threat to the resentful spirits, the middle-aged scribe put away the jade, and a small red sword appeared in his hand.

"Sickness! ...”

The law in the middle-aged scribe's hand was pinched violently, and the small red sword suddenly turned into a red python and attacked the resentful spirit.

The magic decision in the spirit of resentment kept pinching, and the Wind and Thunder Sword turned into a sharp ray and slashed towards the black python after a few circles of circles above its head.

Looking at the middle-aged scribe with endless means, Gu Haotian was surprised in his heart, and his eyes kept aiming at the purse sachet on the middle-aged scribe's waist, I don't know what kind of treasure it is, it can hold so many things.

"Haotian, it doesn't matter to Grandpa Miao!"

Gu Baoyi, who was in the distance, saw that Lao Miaotou was injured, and in a hurry, Cui Ma rushed over.

"Grandpa Miao was just injured by the town, and there is no big problem." Gu Haotian looked at the resentful spirit and the middle-aged scribe fighting without blinking, and didn't look back to respond.

"Haotian, that... Wasn't that woman the one who saved us that day? Gu Baoyi followed Gu Haotian's eyes, and saw the resentful spirit fighting at a glance.

"The wood-based exercises you have cultivated are just right for healing, hurry up and heal Grandpa Miao!" Gu Haotian was a little impatient with Gu Baoyi's nagging, threw the old sprouts into Gu Baoyi's arms, and then turned his head to concentrate on watching the fighting methods of the two.

"Ahh Belch! ”

Gu Baoyi hurriedly took over the old sprout, and then put the old sprout on the ground, and used the spiritual power in his body to heal the old sprout.

In the blink of an eye, the Wind Thunder Sword and the Crimson Python were entangled together, the Crimson Python's body like a fire dragon continued to emit scorching flames, and the Wind Thunder Sword kept circling around the Crimson Python but did not dare to approach.

"Soul Slayer!"

The resentful spirit frowned, the law in his hand suddenly pinched, and he shouted coquettishly.

The Wind Thunder Sword suddenly spun rapidly in mid-air, forming a huge sword net that covered the red python in it, and the sword gang in the sky slashed towards the red snake.

"Woo! ...”

After a mournful roar, the big red snake suddenly turned into a small red sword and was knocked out by the sword gang of the wind and thunder sword.

"Kick and stare at it! ...”

"Wow! ...”

The magic weapon was shaken away, and the middle-aged scribe who controlled the magic weapon was shocked and took a few steps back, opening his mouth and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The middle-aged scribe glanced at the resentful spirit with fear, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he had been suppressed, and he had no means to subdue the resentful spirit, so after stomping his foot fiercely, he dodged and fled into the distance.

"Humph!"

Seeing the middle-aged scribe fleeing, the resentful spirit suddenly had a cold face, and with a slight pull of the jade hand, the wind and thunder sword turned into a sword and slashed towards the fleeing middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe sensed the danger and slapped the purse on his waist, and a black gourd appeared in his hand, and he threw the gourd behind him to meet the slashing wind and thunder sword.

"Giggles!"

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of the wraith's mouth, and then the figure flashed, and suddenly disappeared in place.

The middle-aged scribe threw out the gourd and ran away desperately, but as soon as he escaped more than 100 meters, he felt a chill hit him, and when he looked up in fright, he was suddenly frightened, and saw that the resentful spirit was standing a few meters in front of him and was looking at him playfully.

The middle-aged scribe was shocked and angry, and was about to sacrifice the magic weapon desperately, but where did the resentful spirit give him the opportunity to cast a spell! Qianqianyu's hand was raised slightly, and the middle-aged scribe was suddenly covered in a cloud of mist, and the middle-aged scribe was shocked and just wanted to sacrifice the ghost king banner to absorb these mist, but at this moment, he felt that countless powerful ghosts rushed out from all directions to attack him.

Where did the middle-aged scribe have time to defend against the enemy with a ritual weapon! His hands pinched again and again.,Attack the fierce ghost that rushed in with a sword.。。

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