In the firelight, the mysterious man stepped out of the forest, and with each step he took, the undulating ground flattened as if it had been run over by a road roller. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The man looked like he was about forty years old, his face was three-dimensional, his beard grew evenly from the roots of his ears to his chin, he had single eyelids, his eyes were slender, his eyebrows were light, his cheekbones were slightly raised, his lips were thick and his nose was straight.

Han Xiang looked at the other party in a daze, not knowing whether the person who came was friend or foe. But it was true that the other party saved his life, so Han Xiang also politely bowed to the other party.

The person who came smiled, and the next moment his eyes widened, like a sword out of the sheath and looking directly at Uwara on the side, with a sharp edge exposed, and there was nowhere to hide.

Uwarra was stabbed by a spike pulled up from the ground, and several holes appeared in each of her thighs, and an eerie ghost aura emanated from these holes.

"You...... Who are you? Uvara's scalp tingled at the sight of the mysterious man, and she rolled over to retrieve the fallen spear.

The man snorted coldly, and a cloud of flying sand suddenly rose under his feet, and the sand condensed into a palm and grabbed towards Uwara. Before Uwara could retrieve her spear, her entire body was covered in sand.

Uwara was born with divine powers, especially since his arms were full of the power of four elephants, and he could tear apart a colorful tiger. But when he was in the sand, he found that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out, but the huge grip from the sand made his chest feel uncomfortable.

"Who the hell are you!"

Uwara was extremely frightened in his heart, the strength of the person who came was far above his own, and he was completely subdued by him without even doing anything. Among the people he knew, the only one who could do this was his own commander, Wanyan Mara.

The person who came with a sneering arc on his lips, and pointed a little towards Uwala with one hand, and the sand and stone suddenly shrank, and the huge force directly crushed Uwala's legs.

"My name is Sun Jiawei, let me ask you, has my son's soul been eaten away by you!"

Uwara howled incessantly, and the pain of his legs being twisted alive made it difficult for him to calm down for a moment.

The cavalry in the distance rode their horses after hearing Uwara's screams, and hundreds of cavalry were crushed in black, and the ground shook wherever they passed.

Sun Jiawei raised the corner of his eyes and shook his hand at the cavalry, the earth suddenly cracked, the weeds and trees fell into the ravine, and the flying sand formed a storm surge.

The hundreds of cavalry who rushed to the front were suddenly swallowed by the yellow sand, and the flying sand was like a sword, and in more than ten seconds before and after, these cavalrymen were buried in the sandstorm with their men and horses.

Sun Jiawei shook his fingers, the sandstorm stopped, and the yellow sand fell to the ground again, and the sand on the ground was mixed with a pile of rotten bones and leather armor.

It's just a casual move, and at least 300 cavalry soldiers with extraordinary skills have been killed.

The rest of the cavalry were silent one by one, holding on to the reins of their horses, not daring to take a step closer to Sun Jiawei.

Uwara looked at the timid cavalry and yelled, "Why are they stunned, can he kill you all by himself?" ”

Hearing this, the cavalry waved the soldiers in their hands, the war horse neighed, and rushed towards Sun Jiawei again.

Sun Jiawei glanced at Uwara, smiled disdainfully, and said in a light tone: "Oh, yes? ”

"Then kill them all."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Jiawei's hands also slapped on the ground, and a faint and mysterious spiritual power also poured from his body into the depths of the earth.

A roar erupted from the depths of the earth, as if hundreds of mines had burst one after another. Dirt bags began to emerge from the surface.

Like a chicken that has been successfully hatched, these dirt bags are broken one by one, and birds of prey and fierce beasts come out of them.

They are all giant beasts made of sand and stones, giant apes, mammoths, Tibetan mastiffs, goshawks, vultures, golden eagles......

The beasts roared together, and a coercion suddenly enveloped the cavalry on the opposite side, and those war horses were suddenly frightened to stop.

Stretching out his hand to the cavalry team opposite, Sun Jiawei's eyes sank, and he shouted in a low voice: "Leave no one." ”

After receiving Sun Jiawei's order, the beasts went towards the enemy soldiers one by one......

"Alright, now tell me who devoured my son's soul."

"I ...... I really don't know who your son is, I haven't killed a Han man tonight! ”

The next moment, there was a noisy sound at the other end of the woods, and Tang Song pulled Sun Buji out of the woods.

At this time, Sun Buer was still sluggish, but fortunately, he still had a little impression of his father subconsciously, knowing that this middle-aged man would not pose a danger to him, so he stood aside quietly.

"Han Xiang!" Tang Song immediately came to his side after seeing Han Xiang, feeling Han Xiang's weakness at the moment, Han Xiang immediately reached out and pressed on the other party's shoulder, crossing the mellow vitality into his body.

"I heard a birdsong and thought something should have happened, so I hurried here, but luckily nothing happened to you." The birdsong that Tang Song said was the sound produced by Han Xiang when he used the Vermilion Bird to kill before, and Han Xiang's life-saving move just attracted Tang Song's attention.

Han Xiang pointed at Sun Jiawei and asked, "Who is this uncle?" ”

Tang Song said with a smile: "Sun Buer's father, the current sect master of the Tuxing Sect. ”

"Tuxing Sect?" Han Xiang's eyes were full of surprise, "Didn't the fat man say that his family is in Guilin?" ”

"That's right, Uncle Sun's cultivation is extraordinary, he came all the way to the starry night."

After hearing Tang Song's words, Han Xiang also felt a lot more relieved in his heart. After all, Sun Bu'er was young, and his cultivation was the highest among them, so his father, as a sect master, must be even stronger.

Uwala was also stunned for a moment after seeing Sun Buji's appearance clearly, he felt that this person looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything for a while.

Sun Jiawei looked at this scene, put his hand on Uwara's head, and said indifferently: "Have you an impression? ”

"I didn't ...... I haven't seen it, ah! ”

Uwara also wanted to deny that Sun Jiawei's five fingers had already been deducted from his skull. Uwala's head was like a ball of jujube cake, and Sun Jiawei was suddenly pressed into five deep fingerprints.

"So, did it help you think of something to start with?" Sun Jiawei's tone was still very flat, but the murderous aura contained in it became heavier and heavier.

"Think...... Come to think of it. Uwara begged for mercy loudly, "Hero, can you take it away, I've already remembered." ”

After staring at Uwara for a few seconds, Sun Jiawei withdrew his five fingers and said sharply: "Say!" ”

"Our army has been buried under the Niangniang Temple in the middle of the mountain for thousands of years, because a formation has been laid in the mountain temple, so we can't revive it, but I don't know what's going on, this formation suddenly failed last night."

Sun Jiawei frowned: "Let's talk about the point!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Uwara immediately nodded vigorously, "Our Wanyan Commander picked up a jade plaque in the mountain temple at that time, and there was a large amount of soul energy in that jade plaque, and when the commander absorbed these vitality, a soul escaped from the jade plaque. At that time, that soul was exactly the same as Ling Gongzi's long, and Ling Gongzi's soul was also devoured by our commander."

Knowing the whereabouts of Sun Fuji's soul, Sun Jiawei's tightly knit brows also stretched slightly.

Sun Buji's soul has been devoured for no more than twelve hours, and if he can catch the evil ghost that devoured his son's soul and force him to spit out that soul, I believe that Sun Buji's symptoms of losing his mind will also be much better.

After all, his son is also a spiritual cultivator, and his soul will be much stronger than ordinary people, and if he wants to digest his soul completely, it is not something that can be done in a moment.

The thing to do now is to quickly find the commander of Wanyan that this ghost soldier said, if it takes a long time, I am afraid that Sun Buer's soul will be gradually eroded.

"Take me to your commander!"

After Uwala heard Sun Jiawei's words, his eyes were about to jump out, and he kowtowed desperately inside: "Hero, no, my own grandfather, you can spare me." If our commander knew about this, he would have killed me! ”

"Okay, you tell me where he is now, and I'll go see him myself."

"Wanyan Marshal, no, that villain is seven miles north of this place, and we found a waterfall there, and the army is stationed near the waterfall. By the way, a mile away from the waterfall is a bend in the waterhole, those two young heroes can recognize the way, you can let them take you there. ”

"Oh." Sun Jiawei replied lightly, and reached out and pressed Uwara's head again.

"Hero, did I do something wrong? What I just said is true! ”

"I know you're not lying...... Sun Jiawei's five fingers continued to press on Uwara's Heavenly Spirit Gai, "But if you don't lead the way for me, then what value do you have in existence." ”

Uwara's skull was like a piece of jujube cake, which was crushed by Sun Jiawei at once. And the yellow sand that wrapped Uwara also fell from him in an instant, and Uwara's burly and upright body also fell to the side, wisps of ghost energy spread out from his body, and half a minute later he also became a rotting corpse.

On the other side, the beasts formed by the condensation of sand and stone were killing a group of cavalry without leaving a single piece of armor.

There were less than forty cavalrymen of more than a thousand at this time. And the reason why these remaining cavalry have survived until now is entirely because of the resistance of the leader of the man.

The man was short and lean, armed with a thin sword, and his facial features resembled those of a wild dog. The beasts of prey that slaughtered the cavalry were as hard as iron, and the rest of the cavalry could not help them, but this man's sword could cut these beasts in half.

This commander was the commander of another light cavalry, General Digg.

Sun Jiawei glanced at Dige, and was about to make a move to the other party, but Han Xiang and Tang Song walked forward at the same time.

Tang Song clenched his fists and said, "There will be a big battle later, Uncle Sun can rest first." I shot with Han Xiang, this evil ghost...... Don't live more than half an hour. ”

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