【040】My sun

[I forgot to thank the first helmsman of this book.] Brother "don't say go to the house to for a day", you are really a personality. 】

Zuo Zhangzhang smiled cruelly, and waited to kill this hateful Yan Xiao'er with a knife. saw him suddenly smile strangely, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the blade of the sword pointed to the sky, and slammed the pestle on the ground.

What the hell is this shaft up to?!

Zuo Zhangba, who had seen the weird flying knife twice in a row, couldn't help but feel stunned when he saw the weird smile on Yan Xiaoer's face.

Resisting the urge to cut off the villain's head, Zuo Zhanghachi quickly withdrew his horse chopping knife and blocked it in front of him as a defensive position.

This harvest saved his life!

A round of "sun" suddenly appeared at Yan Xiaoyi's sword in both hands.

Shaped like a goose egg, but golden and blazing! Directly shine the entire White Tiger Mountain Peak as bright as day!

However, the light is not dazzling. All the people, including Yan Xiaoyi, the "Summoner of the Little Sun", can clearly see-

This little sun is expanding rapidly.

In less than a second, it will be as big as a clay pot!

In the next second, it is shaped like a vat!

A Taiping Lux is only half a step away from Yan Xiaoyi. Seeing this Taiping enemy, it seemed that it was within reach, he gritted his teeth, held the knife in both hands, and slashed straight towards the golden light that had "trapped" Yan Xiao'er in it.

"Boom!"

The "Little Sun" suddenly exploded!

A yellow energy, centered on Yan Xiaoyi, surged out, roaring in all directions!

Zuo Zhangba didn't have time to react at all, so he was directly blown away, like a cannonball out of the chamber, smashed more than a dozen zhang away!

More than 400 wrestlers, and those who were close to him were thrown away along with Zuo Zhanghachi, and smashed into people and the ground. The light ones have broken arms and broken legs, and the heavy ones die directly.

Those who were a little farther away were blown by this yellow wind, swaying and stumbling, and were accidentally injured under the sword of their companions. Or simply be blown down, turned into a rolling gourd, and knock down others with bones.

So the Taiping side, as when it was [brutal], fell into chaos.

With Yan Xiaoyi's place as the center, ten zhang away, there was a chaos; Within ten zhang, there are only three people!

Yan Xiaoyi, Li Jin, Wu Luo.

Looking at the arrow-like Zuo Zhangba and Taiping Lux who were off the string, and looking at the "human flesh gourd" ten zhang away, Li and Wu couldn't help but wonder, is this yellow wind so powerful?

The feelings of the two of them are very different.

The "little sun" that showed great power on the Taiping enemy army, even if it exploded, it only made the two of them feel a breeze, like a warm summer breeze, smoky and drunk.

Could it be that this yellow wind still divides the enemy from me?

Yan Xiaoyi patted his ass and stood up, he also saw Li Jin and the two stunned looks, but he couldn't explain to the two, and he didn't need to explain. The word "immortal law" illustrates a qiē, including the "peace mode" in this game.

"Kill!"

Xiahoudun was a little far away, and when he saw the "Immortal Law Exhibition", he was also agitated, but he quickly reacted. Gather a group of inner disciples and launch a fierce offensive against the Taiping side whose morale has plummeted.

"Don't be stunned! Kill! ”

Yan Xiaoyi summoned Li and Wu, held the [Pseudo-Emperor Sword], and rushed into the military formation of the Taiping side as he did just now.

This time, it was really like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, invincible.

Pan Feng, who came from the flank of the battlefield, ran directly to the landing place of the left beard.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Don't care if you fall to death or not, your Grandpa Pan will chop an axe first!

"Thief, stop!"

The panting Bu had already rushed over, and finally rushed to the left beard before Pan Feng fell off the axe, snatched the groggy and unconscious Zuo Zhangba, and under the escort of several wrestlers, he helped the general to retreat to the rear.

"Bu Qushuai, the county lieutenant of Zhao said before that this Yan Xiao'er has not much mana." After some bumpy left beard, he finally woke up, and his first sentence was about Yan Xiaoyi, "The immortal method just now is really powerful, but Yan Xiao'er will never be able to repeat it!" ”

"Bu Qushuai, if you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill him again!"

When attacking the mountain for the first time, there were only four people under Yan Xiao'er, including Li Jin, and there were only two immortal methods. In just four or five days, the number has increased to forty or fifty! Immortal methods have also become more and stronger!

If he stops today, he will attack the mountain again in the future, and I am afraid that he will have to wait until "Jiazi lifts a big event". But by then, how far will Yan Xiao'er go?

How many soldiers are there? Immortal geometry?

At that time, I can't tell who will be the hunter and who will be the cunning rabbit!

Although Bu already felt the same way, he could only smile helplessly: "Look at the shape on the battlefield now, is it possible to kill this child?" ”

When the "ghost knife" came out and shot Zhao County Lieutenant, there were still 2,500 soldiers under their command, which can be called a large number of generals, but they still can't help but be frightened.

Right now, on the Taiping side, killed, wounded, fleeing, and dying, only 500 people have been left behind! Or 500 people with no morale!

And the opponents, Li Jin, Xiahoudun and other generals did not fold, and most of the more than 30 inner and outer disciples survived! After Yan Xiao'er's immortal method, they are magnificent!

Enemies and friends, the shape is reversed!

In this situation, how could it be possible to kill Yan Xiao'er?!

"Help me up!"

Zuo Zhangba still did not give up, he staggered to his feet under the support of Bu Ji, looking at the Taiping army who had the advantage in numbers but was crushed and chased and killed, he used the greatest strength in his life, and shouted loudly: "Zhonghuang Taiyi, I am invincible!" ”

It's just that as soon as the fourth word was spit out, a golden blazing light cluster appeared where Yan Xiao'er was!

Then, it exploded!

This explosion completely crushed the little hope in Zuo Zhangba's heart, and directly caused the great rout of the Taiping side.

Wolves rush like birds and beasts!

The same scene, in the same place, at different times, was played out twice!

The commander of the Taiping side, the two Qu Shuai, are all depressed. Bu had forgotten that he was holding Zuo Zhangpachi, and Zuo Zhangba also let his body go weak and fall to the ground, not knowing what he was thinking or what to think.

"Two Qu Shuai, let's go!"

More than a dozen wrestlers rushed to the two of them, and when they saw that the two of them didn't react, they set up two by two, intending to escape from this damn White Tiger Mountain!

"Haha! Zuo Xiaoer, your grandfather Pan has finally found you! ”

In the oblique stab, Pan Feng arrived with an axe and stopped in front of everyone.

"The four of you send Qu Shuai away!"

"Others, kill me!"

"Kill!"

More than a dozen wrestlers desperately blocked Pan Feng, and his screams full of death finally woke up Bu Ji and Zuo Mosa.

A group of six people fled down the mountain with the fleeing Taiping soldiers.

That's it! That's it!

This battle has been lost, and I admit it with my left mustache!

However, when the day of the opening of my peace event, there will be a retribution on the left mustache!

Zuo Zhangpachi, who roared angrily in his heart, made a decision with unprecedented hatred.

The last decision in his life.

"Zuo Xiao'er, your grandfather Pan is here again!"

Pan Feng finally killed those wrestlers, and caught up with more than a dozen wounds of different sizes and bleeding non-stop.

"Left mustache thief, leave the dog's life!"

Gao Lu followed Xiahoudun to kill left and right.

"Please give your head."

Li Jin and Wu Luo Qiqi arrived.

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Yan Xiaoyi sat on a fairly clean grass, her hands and feet were sore, sleepy and tired. Ren Xiu'er hurriedly brought water to scrub the blood on his face, and took a replacement of clothes to scrub his body.

Yan Xiaoyi hurriedly refused.

The two were pushing, and Pan Feng and others stepped forward with Zuo Zhangba and Bu Ji.

"King, what should you do with these two?"

"Exposed to the sun for three days, beheaded for public display!"