"I laugh at you for being stupid! Follow you from south to north, then from north to south, and then from south to north, all walking, traveling tens of thousands of miles, not earning any money, and causing people to get sick! Wu Guo's recruiting soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "It's not that you won't let me go, but I can't let you go, to be exact, I don't plan to let you all go!" ”

"What?" Wu Wangfu knew that even the guards around him had become the secret guards of the Yue Kingdom, such as being killed by thunder, "I didn't expect that this king has raised a dog for so many years, but he has become a white-eyed wolf, this Yue Wang has good evil intentions!" Wu Wangfu sent his recruiting chief sword to point and said with a smile: "So, you just obediently suffer death!" ”

"Are you really the secret guard arranged by this scum by the side of this king?" King Wu was taken aback by this sudden recruitment. If it was just to be frightened, but at this time, he found that powerful spiritual power fluctuations around him had occurred, and his muscles suddenly tightened, and then the shadows around him began to transform.

"This, this is the Xuan Illusion Array, quickly exit...... Otherwise...... They all have to die...... "King Wu felt a big array that actually started slowly.

The husband didn't dare to let the soldiers be disheartened, so he pretended to smile calmly: "Really? This broken formation still wants to threaten this king? The figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the recruit, and as soon as he exerted his hand, he only heard a "click", and the recruit's head tilted to the side. casually throwing the corpse aside, he saw Xu Menchao's slightly frightened face: "Your Majesty, how can you be so ruthless to your own people?" ”

Fu Cha smiled: "Remember, Xu Menchao, you can't be merciful to the enemy who betrays you!" Xu Menchao nodded heavily: "Well, the minister knows." ”

Next, the thousand iron horsemen who played the real pavilion rushed over quickly, the two ends were blocked, and with the rapid opening of the large array, in the valley, Xu Menchao was carrying a bronze sword and a general who played the real pavilion.

Because the Wu army has fled non-stop for thirty miles, and fell into the big array, at this time a group of cavalry fell from the sky, just when Zigong's thousand cavalry playing the real pavilion, has been rushing down a hundred meters away, the place where the soldiers are like broken bamboo, the soldiers and horses are tired of the Wu soldiers are all cracked, and they are already too tired to sit on the ground and can't walk.

The cavalry who rushed down the mountain looked even more real, and they watched these Wu soldiers have broken hands, legs, and heads along the way, which is miserable. "What the is this! Ruthless enough! In the cavalry camp, a cavalryman who played the real pavilion couldn't help but say.

The thousand cavalry rushed back and forth in the Wu soldiers a few times, many Wu soldiers did not want to follow Wu Wangfu anymore, and fled for their lives, the most of them wanted to disperse, and no longer wanted to stay in the Wu barracks as cannon fodder! This series of divine operations made Zigong quite satisfied, although these cavalry under his command rarely had war training on weekdays, but the penance of martial arts cultivation was still indispensable, and they still knew how to operate the battle, and they did not fall too behind.

"Retreat at full speed! Fast! Seeing that the warriors of Wu were so miserable, the leader of the leader was like a knife, and roared desperately. Wu Bing didn't want to fight anymore, and began to run desperately, wherever Wu soldiers were densely populated, the little barbarian girl used the big array to throw the fireball condensed by spiritual power over, and then the bitter Wu soldiers suffered.

When they arrived at the exit, they collected all the weapons, robes and valuables, and then opened the gate of the big array, and let these people who knew how to stand on the side get out alive! As for the remains of the warriors who died in battle, they are all gone!

Seeing that the 1,000 cavalry playing the True Pavilion were heroic, their own team was in chaos again and again, and they fled one by one, and then the little barbarian girl who followed up understood that the opportunity had come, and raised the bronze sword in his hand and said: "Brothers! Follow the old lady to hunt down Wu Jun! Raise the prestige of our army! "The brand of playing the real pavilion was omitted, this was told by Zigong in advance.

After this battle, it was about four hours, and the battle had gone from night to midnight!

The bronze sword swims like a dragon, moving like a flowing cloud, and the little man's trick is really good-looking. From time to time, violent collisions erupted, bringing out strings of small stars. The two sides were surging violently for a while, and the blood mist was in the air, and the posture of this little brute girl was like a mountain torrent erupting, and the big river burst its embankment, washing away the vegetation of this small piece of heaven and earth in the big array.

Xu Menchao simply withstood the attack of a master of the Great Perfection of the Qi Cultivation Period, but after a long time, he still inevitably fell behind. Xu Menchao has lofty ideals, he is a fan of Wu Zixu, why is his surname Xu? It was Wu Zixu who took Wu Zixu as an example and took such a name! In ancient times, the surname was taken indiscriminately, for example, Zigong's surname Duanmu, although he was a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, but not many followed the surname of the Yellow Emperor, and later there were all kinds of surnames, including Duanmu, Ji, Cai, and Chen - and so on!

At this moment, the general who was fighting against Xu Menchao all converged their spiritual powers into a line and collided with each other. In this way, it is even more unfavorable to Xu Menchao, this guy escaped so far, and fought for a long time before he escaped, and now he strayed into the phantom array of the little brute girl to make this move, where is there still the energy to carry it? Just because this is not so much a test of martial arts, but a battle of spiritual power.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Xu Menchao's forehead, and his face was as pale as paper, obviously unable to support it.

"You are not my opponent, give up quickly, I only collect the spoils here, do not kill, if you are disobedient, it is a big deal that the master will give you a good time." The corners of the young general playing the real pavilion were raised high, and he showed a joke in front of Xu Menchao, and then showed a trace of ruthlessness, "Otherwise, don't blame the master for being polite!" ”

Xu Menchao reprimanded angrily: "I am a dignified general of the Wu Kingdom, and I will be afraid of the stupid fork of your small Southern Barbarian country...... It's too much of a deception! ”

"Really? It's just an excuse for the weak. That being the case, then accept your fate and be an ordinary person honestly in the next life! Don't come to places you can't afford to play! The young general who played the real pavilion said, and pushed with both hands, once again strengthening the output of spiritual power.

Neither of them reached the realm of creation, the corners of Xu Menchao's mouth were bleeding, and an unhealthy flush appeared on his face, knowing that death was inevitable, but he still refused to wait.

At this moment, a figure rushed out of the stabbing obliquely, and before the young general who played the real pavilion could see the appearance of the person clearly, a huge fist smashed over. This frightened him, and the surrounding spiritual power suddenly retracted, and a spiritual power shield was formed in a hurry. "Bang!" There was a dull sound, and the husband almost knocked down the young player who played the real pavilion with a punch, causing the Venus to pop up in front of his eyes. If it weren't for the spiritual shield, this punch would have been enough to knock him unconscious.

As soon as he tried to get up, a cold blade landed on his neck.

Xu Menchao, who didn't have any hope, was greatly relieved when he saw that the reinforcements were coming, and after this battle, he only felt that he was a little soul wandering in the underworld, and he had a lap from the ghost gate. Suddenly relaxed, his body shook a little, and he almost couldn't stand on his feet.

At this time, Gouhuan had already gained insight into the situation here, and flashed to help! "Little brute?" Xu Menchao smiled indifferently: "We met again." When Wu Zixu was there, you came to Wu to steal the relics of the Fengfeng clan, it seems that the two of us are quite fateful. As soon as I said this, I wanted to slap myself in the mouth, what kind of thing is this, is it misunderstood?