"No!"

"No!"

Hearing the cold and murderous voice of Suihou Tianhuang, the warrior commander Xia Jiguang couldn't help but nod heavily, and responded without any hesitation. The other accompanying samurai suddenly had a little more indescribable slaughter in their eyes.

"It's just a small Zhibei County, thousands of soldiers and horses, who dare to disrespect the orders of the lord and disobey the orders of the Hou Ye, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

As the bronze drum was beaten heavily, one by one the warriors wearing black brocade robes and ruddy faces rushed out like wolves, and pounced on the camp where the soldiers of Zhibei County were located with amazing momentum.

The people of Zhibei County have also been prepared for a long time, and the arrows and feathers are scattered, forming a rain of arrows in the air.

。。。。

"It's!"

Yang Lin, who stayed in the Chinese army and dispatched in the center, looked at the sudden changes on the battlefield and the warriors he had never seen, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he said in disbelief.

"Could it be that the people of the Zhang family still have reinforcements?"

"That's not right!"

"If these warriors are foreign aid from the Zhang family, they should attack the Fire Bull Formation... ”

"Why do you want to attack the soldiers of Zhibei County who are left behind?"

"Uncle!"

"What should we do now?"

"Looking at the skills of those people, they are all rare elites. ”

"Although the government soldiers of Zhibei County can use the terrain and fortifications to deal with them, if we don't support, it is only a matter of time before they are bulldozed!"

Cao Teng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the warrior who acted like a rabbit, and a little worry couldn't help but appear on his face.

"What an elite samurai... ”

"Although there are not many of them, each of them is an innate realm!"

"Don't say that Beijun, even if it's a big Qian, there aren't too many mansions with such a samurai... ”

"Could it be that the people of the sect can't stand the loneliness and brazenly make a move?"

Zhongyong Bo Yang Lin's eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open, and he muttered a little.

"No way... ”

"What can the people of the sect get by making a move at this time?"

"If Ben Bo is a member of the sect, he will definitely wait for both sides to lose and reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

"Now if you come out to fight, it will only be cheaper for nothing. ”

"It's impossible for the sect to do such a thing!"

Zhongyong Bo Yang Lin thought of the sect that had been aroused, but soon, he vetoed this idea and put it behind.

The people in the sect are not stupid.

also knows how to judge the situation, how can they do such a stupid thing of making wedding dresses for others?

So, since these are not from the sect, who will they be?

Could it be that someone in the DPRK and China really reached an agreement and alliance with the rebels of the Zhang family?

If that's really the case!

Did Bemb's soldiers and horses fall into the calculation a long time ago?

Because of this confusion, Zhongyong Bo Yang Lin was stunned there, and I don't know if I should send troops to rescue...

。。。。

"What is this?"

"The samurai from there?"

"Why did they storm the North County camp?"

"Are you enemies or friends with us?"

On the battlefield, there was a sudden extra samurai.

The Zhang family's camp also fell into a deathly silence.

You know, the battlefield is changing rapidly.

As a competent commander-in-chief, you must have all the changes in your hands.

Loyal and brave Bo Yang Lin is like this!

Zhang Yujie must also do the same...

"Chongjian!"

"Do you know the origin of this samurai?"

Looking at the warrior who looked like a tiger out of the cage, Zhang Yujie's eyes couldn't help but expand, elite!

Rare elite!

Although he didn't want to admit it, Zhang Yujie still had a little understanding of their strength in his heart.

All of them are innate warriors, commanders, and martial arts saints.

Such strength ...

Even if he mobilizes the most elite Xuanjia army to fight against them. I'm afraid it won't be cheap...

Such an unknown soldier suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

No matter who it is, there will be jealousy in the heart. Therefore, he now wants to know the identity of this army more than anyone else.

"Please wait a minute!"

"Chongjian, let's do the calculation!"

Shi Chongjian naturally understood the jealousy in Zhang Yujie's heart, and hurriedly took out the "Ziwei Golden Bucket" from his arms, and there were words in his mouth.

As he fiddled, the crape myrtle golden bucket, which originally seemed to have nothing special, slowly became brighter, as if it had been activated, as if it had been awakened, and the originally silent, meteorite-like star bucket seemed to be lit by a candle, and it began to glow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally bloomed with an incredible light.

"Fight the stars!"

"The Stars Are Homecoming!"

Shi Chongjian watched the changes in Ziwei Xingdou, and a hint of joy couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

With the improvement of Zhang Yu's life and the gathering of people with star fate, the power of Ziwei Jindou has become stronger and stronger. The deduction ability has also been greatly improved...

It was precisely because of the strengthening of Ziwei Jindou's strength that Shi Chongjian's face couldn't help but show a trace of confidence.

He firmly believes that no one can escape the shackles of fate.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

The white stars dragged their long tails and swayed in the dark starry sky.

The white marks that look like comets, interweaving complex but mysterious patterns in the dark starry sky.

"It's coming!"

"It's coming!"

"The people behind the scenes are about to surface... ”

"No one can get rid of Ziwei Jindou!"

Looking at the changes in the air and listening to the humming sound of the crape myrtle golden bucket, the joy in Shi Chongjian's eyes became stronger and stronger. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly...

Just when Shi Chongjian was calculating and following Hou Tian Huang, Tian Huang seemed to have something in his heart, and he looked up in some surprise and looked in the direction of the Zhang family's camp.

Although he is not proficient in numerology and does not know how to fight, he has an unimaginable intuition because of his martial arts practice.

"There are people who are scheming behind their backs!"

"The people of the Zhang family are not all straw bales!"

"Do you calculate, what's going on?"

"Master Ben, why do you have a feeling of being spied on?"

Although he felt that something was wrong, Sui Hou Tianhuang did not show a look of surprise and worry, but commanded without care.

"No!"

The accompanying disciples of the Yin and Yang family nodded without any hesitation, and knelt on the ground, took out tortoise shells, copper coins and other objects, and began to calculate.

This is also the reason why the powerful like to carry the disciples of the Yin and Yang family when they go out.

If there is a slight disturbance, the cause and effect can be calculated, so as to achieve the effect of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

The coins minted in the red copper kept hitting in the remains of the century-old turtle, making a crisp sound like gold and iron.

The disciples of the Yin-Yang family kept opening and closing their mouths, as if they were praying, as if they were muttering to themselves.

I don't know how long it has been...

The closed eyes of the Yin-Yang disciple suddenly opened, and the originally clear eyes were covered with red bloodshots, and his mouth opened and closed, with some fear and some shock, and a hoarse voice came out from the depths of his throat:

"How is this possible?"

"How could the Zhang family have... Lagerstroemia... ”

Burst!

It's strange to say ...

Those words seemed to be some kind of taboo.

At the moment when the disciple of the Yin and Yang Family spoke, a huge force suddenly fell from the sky.

The young Yin-Yang Family disciple's mouth was forcibly sealed by some kind of force, and no matter how hard he struggled or tried, he couldn't make a single sound.

"Ziwei!"

"What do you mean?"

"What exactly do you see?"

When the Yin Yang patriarch saw the scene in front of him, a trace of solemnity couldn't help but appear in his eyes. Hurriedly asked.

"Hey... ”

When the disciple heard the elder's inquiry, his eyes couldn't help but show an anxious look, and his throat kept squirming, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

It can only make a loud sound similar to that of a beast roaring.

"What the hell is going on?"

"What did you divination?"

Looking at the performance of the disciples of the Yin and Yang Family, even the most dull person will find that something is wrong.

What's more, Sui Hou Tianhuang is the pride of the sky, and his wisdom and means are far beyond ordinary people.

So he stepped forward for the first time, his ears dilated, trying to catch the faint sound.

But...

The heavenly machine is backlashing, faster than they imagined, and it will burst even more.

The eyes of the Yin-Yang Family disciple expanded suddenly, and a look of despair and fear appeared on his face, and his originally sturdy body was torn apart in an instant like a clay sculpture under the tearing of some kind of force.

"This... ”

"This... ”

Looking at the blood all over the ground, and the disciples who were not blind to death, whether it was Sui Hou Tianhuang or the elders of the Yin and Yang family, there was an indescribable shock in their eyes.

As well as unbelievable!

Backlash?

Heavenly Counterattack?

How is this possible?

What exactly did this disciple find?

was actually devoured by heaven and died?

Thinking of this, Sui Hou Tianhuang's eyes subconsciously fell on the rest of the Yin and Yang family.

The disciples of the Yin and Yang family who were swept by his gaze only felt that their whole body was stiff, and their eyes couldn't help but show fear and pleading.

Obviously, they understood the meaning in Sui Hou Tianhuang's eyes.

That is to continue divination ...

To continue divination means to endure the danger of a backlash from heaven.

Thinking of this, everyone's faces instantly turned pale.

。。。。

"What's going on?"

Looking at the crape myrtle Jindou, who kept vibrating, as if he was enraged, Zhang Yujie's eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of dazedness.

"Someone is trying to spy on Childe's life!"

"The crape myrtle golden fighting artifact has a spirit, and it automatically protects the master。。。。。 ”

"That man also fell under the backlash of fate!"

Shi Chongjian hugged the crape myrtle golden bucket with both hands, feeling the vibration and anger from the crape myrtle golden bucket, a trace of understanding couldn't help but rise in his eyes, and he said in a solemn voice.

"I really don't know whether to live or die!"

"This son is Ziwei's life, the son of fate. ”

"I don't know which madman dares to peep, and he deserves to be eaten back!"

Hearing Shi Chongjian's statement, the corners of Zhang Yujie's mouth couldn't help but turn up, and a disdainful sneer appeared on his face.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Ziwei Jindou did not stop shaking because the peeping person died backlash, but the frequency of the vibration became faster and faster. In the end, it makes a buzzing sound like the wings of an insect vibrating.

"What is this?"

Zhang Yujie and Shi Chongjian's faces suddenly changed greatly, and they looked at the crape myrtle golden bucket in their arms, which was already slightly hot.